What can I say;
Why should I pray?
With every day
That slips away
My mind it frays
My soul it sways
And falls more under your spell.
vibing offa Tigana... its full of magic and binding and stuff.
there really is a very bitter irony in the fact that after having being jokingly called a girl so much, now in some ways that'd be the perfect solution to, seemingly, quite a few problems. ain't life a bitch?
if we close our eyes, and see a vision in our heads of something Other, what's to say that what we see in our heads is any less real than what we see with our eyes open? when you think about it, eyes open and eyes closed are more similar than they seem at first. in fact, if anything what we see behind our eyelids is less susceptible to confusion and tainting than what we see in the real (so we say) world. eyesight as the world terms it is the receiving of images; and as Hollywood so blindingly illustrates, things can be VERY easily faked. any kid with a computer can simulate things these days. inner sight, however, now that's different. think about it.
i dont know
im just a hoe
none of us have brains
its quite sad
our minds are bad
thinking is SUCH a pain
***CAROLINE***
three things *you'd change huh? what were they? oh yeah.
1) over-sensitivity
2) Condescending nature
3) Paranoia
just to make things slightly more interesting, here're my three (with regard to myself again):
1) The appearance of arrogance
2) My mixed status
3) Paranoia
interesting how paranoia pops up on both eh? sure sign that we're either both mass-hallucinating (can never rule that one out :)) or there's actually a message there. (far more likely, all things considered :D)
of course, as i said the first thing i'd REALLY change would be to give myself a ten foot penis. yes indeed, ladies and gentlemen, ten feet, not one inch less. and precisely "For Fuck!" as you so succintly put it. heh
the lure of some forbidden fruit
that leads us to temptation
into it we give, knowingly
condeming us to damnation.
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls.
Why should I pray?
With every day
That slips away
My mind it frays
My soul it sways
And falls more under your spell.
vibing offa Tigana... its full of magic and binding and stuff.
there really is a very bitter irony in the fact that after having being jokingly called a girl so much, now in some ways that'd be the perfect solution to, seemingly, quite a few problems. ain't life a bitch?
if we close our eyes, and see a vision in our heads of something Other, what's to say that what we see in our heads is any less real than what we see with our eyes open? when you think about it, eyes open and eyes closed are more similar than they seem at first. in fact, if anything what we see behind our eyelids is less susceptible to confusion and tainting than what we see in the real (so we say) world. eyesight as the world terms it is the receiving of images; and as Hollywood so blindingly illustrates, things can be VERY easily faked. any kid with a computer can simulate things these days. inner sight, however, now that's different. think about it.
i dont know
im just a hoe
none of us have brains
its quite sad
our minds are bad
thinking is SUCH a pain
***CAROLINE***
three things *you'd change huh? what were they? oh yeah.
1) over-sensitivity
2) Condescending nature
3) Paranoia
just to make things slightly more interesting, here're my three (with regard to myself again):
1) The appearance of arrogance
2) My mixed status
3) Paranoia
interesting how paranoia pops up on both eh? sure sign that we're either both mass-hallucinating (can never rule that one out :)) or there's actually a message there. (far more likely, all things considered :D)
of course, as i said the first thing i'd REALLY change would be to give myself a ten foot penis. yes indeed, ladies and gentlemen, ten feet, not one inch less. and precisely "For Fuck!" as you so succintly put it. heh
the lure of some forbidden fruit
that leads us to temptation
into it we give, knowingly
condeming us to damnation.
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls.
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