What have you become, my sweetest friend?
Though I hurt myself, I do not know
What you are, and what you may intend -
Where, and also wherefore, you go.
You were a delight, a gentle font,
Where I swam and where I found pleasure;
Where I found everything I want
And I found you too, my tender treasure.
How much have we traveled through this land -
How much have we seen and thought and fathomed!
With your heart and soul inside my hand,
I could see each cell and every atom!
How much beauty we have seen, and why
Did we never stop that awful battle -
In jacuzzi underneath the sky,
In Manhattan, New Orleans, Seattle -
On the Golden Gate Bridge and the Haight -
In Mill Valley, Salem and in Boulder -
Mixed emotions, caring, love and hate
And the rest, like in a pot, did smoulder -
Gave off heat and vapor, like a brew
That was tasty, aromatic, spicy, -
Which fumes through the atmosphere blew
And awakened everything enticing -
That in passion reached the people's hearts
And gave joy and solace to the wounded -
That tore everything that's false apart
And replaced it with the truth and goodness -
What have you become? I know you not
Any more; you're cold, nasty, vicious -
Did your heart and soul begin to rot?
Or did you simply become malicious?
Mouth spews lies; like lion it lies in wait
For the prey and then it lunges toward it,
Seeking to destroy, decapitate,
And in no way able to go forward -
Where's the girl I knew, that was so sweet,
Whom I cuddled, hugged and kissed each evening?
Is she lost in cobwebs of deceit?
Or is she herself the one deceiving?
I know not; it's like I lost an arm
When she turned into what she is now,
And perhaps with humor and with charm
I will make it through my days somehow.
Ilya Shambat.
I was thinking earlier when I was running some errands that I haven't
listened to NIN in a long time.
Did I wake up?
L
'did I miss anything?'
> To Layo
>
> What have you become, my sweetest friend?
I'd say she's gotten wise to your act, fruitcake.
So has everyone else.
Go back to the library and see if you can get yourself put away for good
this time, freak.
--
Cujo - The Official Overseer of Kooks and Trolls in
dfw.*, alt.paranormal, alt.astrology and alt.astrology.metapsych.
Winner of the 8/2000 & 2/2003 HL&S award. Hail Petitmorte!
Colonel of the Fanatic Legion. FL# 555-PLNTY Motto: ABUNDANCE!.
Charter Member - Digital Brownshirts and Library Gestapo.
"I'll bet anything many these abusers are ex-military, because they
exhibit that mindless "force, control and towing the line is everything"
idiotic mentality that has destroyed our world for eons now."
- Eddy the Paranoid Kook.
BTW, I feel no angst whatsoever; I know EXACTLY why I am quivering in
dread. Its a blend of disgust with the Great Unwashed, concern about
that little noise my car is making and why the hell the Benedictine
Monks never sing in harmony.
--
HellPope Huey
Why the f*** am I HERE?
Oh yeah, for the buffet
"Evil beware: we have waffles."
- 'Teen Titans"
"Do not remove a fly
from your friend's forehead
with a hatchet."
- Chinese Proverb
You're utterly full of sh*t.
I have no act. I am completely real and sincere. Whether you are or
aren't, I don't know. But I would most certainly rather be me than be
you.
>
> Cujo DeSockpuppet wrote:
>> I'd say she's gotten wise to your act, fruitcake.
>
> You're utterly full of sh*t.
No, you are. You said you would never respond to my poasts again, you
fucking liar. So while I've got you here, I'd love to hear about how you
think you were justified in not only repeatedly tresspassing in a private
library you were told you had no right to be in, did foul things while
others were trying to improve their lives and felt convicts understood
you better than police, wankbadger.
> I have no act. I am completely real and sincere.
You're a fucking kook. I sincerely believe that.
> Whether you are or aren't, I don't know.
I'm not surprised you wouldn't. You've never had a grasp on reality or
other things for very long once the police arrive.
> But I would most certainly rather be me than be you.
Spoken like a true sociopath.
--
Cujo - The Official Overseer of Kooks and Trolls in
dfw.*, alt.paranormal, alt.astrology and alt.astrology.metapsych.
Winner of the 8/2000 & 2/2003 HL&S award. Hail Petitmorte!
Colonel of the Fanatic Legion. FL# 555-PLNTY Motto: ABUNDANCE!.
Charter Member - Digital Brownshirts and Library Gestapo.
"You're not that stupid. I'm a Savant's idiot kook, to get down to
your level of kook adoration......" - Twonky, adding to his legend.