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smiths
fleeting, running past me before i can grab on for very long.
standing still long enough to go to the depths, ceaselessly evades me.
permanence and grounding, the very foundation of existence, but not of
"geist."
sometimes i have to remind myself of who i am. it too runs away from me,
and i find myself looking in the mirror perplexed by the stranger looking
back at me. the clothes don't fit right, the hair just reminds me of a
different time and place.
the break of a smile is the only glimpse i sometimes get, but that just
reminds me of how lost i am.
how does one work so long at something to then only discover that it doesn't
fit? a life isn't like a pair of pants than can just be exchanged in one
afternoon.
life fits when we let it fit, but sometimes it just doesn't feel right; the
fit just causes irritation and a bad rash. even with the right cream it
sometimes feels too tight, and losing life isn't an option like losing a few
pounds.
feeling trapped is only a state of mind, but sometimes it escapes me how to
free my mind from the box it has locked itself into. sometimes it all
escapes me and i just stand in wonder, gazing up at the sky, perplexed, but
with spiritual elevation.
there is something higher than life herself. it is the ineffitable, and it
always has to fit. its the details that remain unhinged, out of place. the
devil is in the details, they say. it is only under the infinite sky that
the details lose their weight.
it is only under the all encompassing heavens that i lose my own weight.
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i'm very sad this morning for some reason. feeling lost and bored with it
all. the more i try to throw myself into my work, the more bored i become.
Mmmchocolate2030
>Date: 24/04/02 16:05 GMT Standard Time
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so , not through boredom but because i knew what you were comunicating
but........m, m, m ,,,mmmmmm
ps wwek 3 without a cigerete
smiths
"Mmmchocolate2030" <mmmchoco...@aol.com> wrote in message
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cool. i'm giving them up in two weeks. i have no choice.
born of FIRE
smiths <mat...@cascade.net> wrote in message
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boy a cigarette sure would be nice right aboot now. time to settle down in
flavor country.
smiths
"born of FIRE" <abwesend...@hotmail.com> wrote in message
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i've been on a smoking binge this morning. they just taste so damn
good --and will taste even better when i hit the booze later on today
Deep Fried Mars
I don't smoke cigarettes. I smoke joints with tobacco. Other peoples
tobacco. Therefore I'm a non-smoker, and don't support cancer peddling
corporations.
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DFM
Johndonneundone
>> > >
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>> > cool. i'm giving them up in two weeks. i have no choice.
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>> boy a cigarette sure would be nice right aboot now. time to settle down
>in
>> flavor country.
>
>i've been on a smoking binge this morning. they just taste so damn
>good --and will taste even better when i hit the booze later on today
>
hey, been up for 2 and 1/2 hours now and hadnt eveb thought about a ciggerrete
until reading this post. Not bad ay!!
m, please give up smoking you will feel so much better and stronger knowing you
can kick it! If i everpost and say i have started again just tell me to go fuck
my self. but dont worry no chance of that.
Alien
Deep Fried Mars <deepfr...@hotmail.RemoveMe.com> wrote in message
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thats bad
hash relaxes your lungs and opens up all the wee thingies in it so the
tobacco gets deeper into your lungs when you smoke joints
Alien And Her Special Cookies
Deep Fried Mars
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Yeah, but cookies can fuck you so badly you can lose days.
Funny story involving a dog:
I was living with a girl (herein known as x) a few years ago, and we had
just pulled a crop of about 8 respectable plants from our backyard,
protected by her large german shepherd. I carefully dried and stripped them,
separating the heads from the stems from the leaf. Now pay attention.
I took an absolute truckload of the leaf and stuffed it into a huge soup
maker, added a block of butter, plenty of water and boiled it for 12 hours.
The butter absorbs most of the THC drug thingy. Then I cooled it, and
scooped off the butter (this was evil stuff). Having to leave for work, I
quickly threw the butter-soaked leaf out the back of the house, where
(unbeknownst to me) the dog was to discover it.
I got home that night and x was freaking out. The dog was completely fucked,
she had taken it to the vet who thought it had a brain virus. Now picture
the look on her face when I told her it was just very stoned.
He eventually came right, after a harrowing dopeover. I am still very good
friends with x, and she send me an email yesterday telling me he was gone
for good.
I loved that dog.
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DFM
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smiths
"Johndonneundone" <johndon...@aol.com> wrote in message
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calmer, then, and hopefully i will have the time to be "sick" for the three
days of withdrawal. i always feel like total shit when i stop. a few days
of laying on the couch and then i'll be grand, i hope.
now i just have to get my husband to stop.
i stopped not long ago and it was he that started again. he has done this
to me twice, and i'm telling ya, kissing someone who has just had a smoke
when you are trying to stop is no fun.