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Re: Writting
« Reply #180 on: Feb 19th, 2003, 4:19pm » |
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yeah that was really beautiful
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Re: Writting
« Reply #181 on: Feb 20th, 2003, 9:27pm » |
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i haven't done any writing in a long time. why i do not know but what happend at that show? Realizing nothing further could be done Am I on the run? or am I at peace? I must go on. transplants play over the radio and I smile transplants play over the radio and i remember silence and I remember Looking inside and seeing a person seeing a picture and smiling Are we twins, are we friends? Why did things have to end I ask myself these questions knowing they don't matter Silence and we remember the dead Silence and we smile silence and we admire silence and we let go silence and we go on please speak slowly, my heart is learning, teach me heartache, stop this burning, now.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #182 on: Feb 21st, 2003, 12:44am » |
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that was cool, i think it had a lot of passion in it
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Re: Writting
« Reply #183 on: Feb 21st, 2003, 12:56am » |
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This is going to seem totally random because it's not a poem but i'm in one of those writing moods where the keyboard just takes me over and soon the words are driving me instead of me driving them. It's 3:45 AM which i think is the best time to write. It's where you're almost halfway between being awake and being asleep and your mind doesn't really know what it's doing but somehow has a mission and a purpose and a direction it's trying to go. I'm in one of those free moods where i'm just free, free falling like in the song. Except i'm just writing. I want to write beautifully someday in mind-blowing analogies that even i'll struggle to understand after having written them. I want to create... At 3:47 AM I don't know where i'm going or where i'll be in 15 minutes. There's so many things i feel out of control with... I don't know what i'll major in, where i'll end up graduating from college, where i'll live, if i'll get married, or when i'll die... So many things are out of my control that i just feel the necessity of coming back to the keyboard. It's the one thing i can control. I can't control what created me but i can control what i create. I can't change the past and i don't know the future so all i can do is be now. Gabriel Byrne said once "Our gift is now." That's really all we can control, isn't it? If time doesn't exist then we're all screwed. All i can control is this moment, this now and who i am and how i conquer each milisecond in my own power. Tears will come, eyes will close, breaths will cease, and i will still have control over the things i type, the notes i play, and the words i shout. I'm free, free falling into the musings of my own subconscious knowing that in a few short minutes it will own me as it controls my dreams and my actions in them. And i'll wake up a new person, wondering what my vivid dreams have meant and not knowing what will happen. Having a fresh day ahead is like having a fresh canvas in front of you... if you do it just right you can have a masterpiece... And now i'm thinking about Emily thingy inson and spiders and wondering what the hell i just wrote. But i wrote it.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #184 on: Feb 21st, 2003, 8:22am » |
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ummm like whoa and wow and just whoa, ashes that was well just whoa.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #185 on: Feb 21st, 2003, 1:55pm » |
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*cough cough* Emily thingyinson? Um ... Not to try to pick apart what you wrote up there since it was free form, but I wonder what you mean by "If time doesn't exist then we're all screwed." Who says time doesn't exist? Lately I've just been trying to wrap my mind around the idea that it does exist as its own dimension and deserves equal consideration with the other dimensions if we're really going to understand existence. So I'm curious about this time not existing stuff.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #186 on: Feb 21st, 2003, 2:53pm » |
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i wrote a haiku the other day i incessantly hope that you are hopelessly loving me lately
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Re: Writting
« Reply #187 on: Feb 23rd, 2003, 10:13am » |
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yeah some people i know are just always saying that time doesn't exist and stuff like that.... not that i think that because i argue adamantly against my friends when they say time doesn't exist.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #188 on: Feb 23rd, 2003, 1:03pm » |
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Time does indeed exist.... so does the Tangent Universe. Dun dun dun!!!
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Re: Writting
« Reply #189 on: Feb 24th, 2003, 10:30pm » |
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some emotions i thought of one night as i was falling asleep and never wrote down till a few minutes ago... Lost in you To fall asleep would clear my head, And i don't want to lose my focus just yet. I'm too caught up to go to bed. By the time the sun comes up, i might forget Everything about you that lingers on; Right now i'm lost in you, i'm gone And i don't want to lose my focus just yet. To leave right now would dull the thoughts And i want my perceptions of you to extend-- Not to disappear like Deacon Frost. In the best cliche, i don't want tonight to end. I want to stay awake so i can see Everything about you beyond informality And i want my perceptions of you to extend. To go to sleep would give me peace, And i'm not ready for that to come just yet. I don't want the complications to cease. Once the day is over, i'll start to forget Everything i've seen that makes up you. Right now i'm gone, i'm lost in you And i'm not ready for an end to come just yet.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #190 on: Mar 1st, 2003, 2:41pm » |
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a song i wrote today... The list is short and the days are surreal Euphoric and bittersweet When it all comes down to it, it’s all just time and what it feels To move ahead and not retreat There’s easier things to say that are more informal But the last thing I want is to go back to normal The list is short and it just grew by one Entirely based on chance Of going to a show and just wanting a night to be more fun And now “We’re not in france” There’s a way to write that doesn’t sound so distant But somehow my hand is being resistant The list is short and it fills my head As if I’m in a dream Where things I’ve looked forward to are now memories instead Can they be what they seem? There’s simple phrases to say like one of a kind But I can’t get you out of my mind The list is short and I’ve been found Euphoric and so alive When it all comes down to it, it’s all just wanting you around That’s giving me the drive There’s things to say that I can’t put words to But somewhere I feel like I’ve heard them referred to
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Re: Writting
« Reply #191 on: Mar 1st, 2003, 5:54pm » |
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nothing to note and such things to do not float looking around with little to see listening hard for the songs from here to tripoli the noise is absent the sounds are lost Nights dark skies and stars are absent everything is lost all is burned and now to the real world I have returned
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Re: Writting
« Reply #192 on: Mar 2nd, 2003, 10:56pm » |
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scott that last one was cool, i really liked some of the phrasing in it i wrote this one a while ago and found it today when i was cleaning... short and sweet, the music is better than the lyrics. War I'll try-- But it won't be easy with you at the back of my mind As i wonder what you're doing and where you are. I'll try-- But now you're constantly waging a war. I'll go-- But the journey only leads me back to your door As if i 've never left home before. I'll go-- But you're with me there in your silent war. I'll wait-- But the weight remains and pulls the hours down As i hear your voice in every song. I'll wait-- But the battlefield moves in right and wrong. I'll try-- But the cannonballs and shellshock destroy what's mine As if it was yours all along. I'll try-- But you turn my life to a battle song.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #193 on: Mar 3rd, 2003, 6:59am » |
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Ash, those last few were awesome, I mean like Five Iron Frenzy with the panda awesome!! And Scott, I also enjoyed your poem immensly. I cannot spell, but I still loved the poem all the same.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #194 on: Mar 3rd, 2003, 1:24pm » |
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I hate school I get accused of being a groupie I get accused of being a nerd I get accused of being a smart ass (somewhat am) I get accused and I HATE SCHOOL Im sick of people F-ing around with me and my dreams Im too stressed out and I hate it Go to school Go to work Help me with this , help me with that does ur dad know about that why the heck did u go to lawrence for ? Questions Questions and more Questions JUST GET OUT OF MY LIFE! Im so sick of people being parents and not letting me go and do what i want, when i want. Its nice to have but please back off ! Tired of Omaha, tired of life, I just want to have fun and enjoy life !
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