the orange chevron.
it is making me nervous.
what's up with that huh?
by Anonymous Poet
Fuck off moxie!
by Bob Jones Esq, Waco, TX
.....time for my heroes
3 stuff (expanded version)
baldur's gate's depressing
by time
.......lower middle earth
spewing hellfire and brimstone
........gurgling hot lava
by ronin@awhackoesquireindeed
"Nobody Loves Me,"
Beth Gibbons' haunting voice cries
Sour Times, indeed.
by Bob Jones Esq of Waco, TX
Upper Canada
Lager of ingredients
Natural and 4
by Janis & Derek of Toronto
Still in the name
Left Behind, the Anti-Christ
looks like Sting somewhat
by Diablo of Tim LaHaye resembles a manakin
rest assured that when
poison drips from my pen it's
a spiritual rabies...
and it's not you
by Diablo
Voluminous Gas
intensity drops, smells worse;
Oops, I pooped my pants
by Bung Daddy
Working on Webpage
I often neglect it and
Today I add things.
by WyldKyss
talk, it's only talk
babble, burble, brouhaha
and bicker, bicker...
by scott, adapting the lyrics of King Crimson
Must be that frog at
the bottom of his glass
saying Budweiser...
forgot a letter or two
by Diablo
QED, still sexually
frustrated, what's the point of
porn but to sub, for
love? Is philosophy
mental porno then? Kiekegaard's
Masturbations? 101?
by Diablo
there are those who like
to say to some you think too much
but, that's just, them
it's for me what I say?
by Diablo
alone it brings one to
think that one must stop
but, some cannot but
keep going, faith
is that leap into nothingness
by Diablo
Well, philosophy asks
questions, if answers come
then, a few more steps
are taken
by Diablo
The continued cry,
"Fuck off Moxie," is stupid
and pointless coming
from "Anonymous
Poet." Hiding behind their
computer. Pansy...
by Bob Jones Esq of Waco, TX
why philosophize
if it brings you no closer
to that lofty goal?
by scott
if peace of mind is
ever achieved then there is
no more need for
philosophy
by Diablo
"PEACE" THIS MOXIE
YOU ASSHOLE......
by Anonymous Poet
FUCK OFF MOXIE
by Anonymous Poet
FUCK OFF MOXIE
by Anonymous Poet
FUCK OFF MOXI
by Anonymous Poet
FUCK OFF MOXIE
by Anonymous Poet
much philosophy
but what is it really worth
with no peace of mind?
by scott (peace out)
Whatever the projection
I ask you to take up each
others cross as if you were
yourselves...
by Diablo
utterances of love
cause those things to flee in
anguish...for they cannot
stand the truer phase
they are lost forever
in themselves
by Diablo
shadowy shapes utter
the words you have said here
when you die, tearing
at your soul as if it
were your body, and you
see the reality of Hell
first hand, there is no escape
by Diablo
who have you harmed? pass
the buck and pretend these
words on line do not
do anything to anyone
in the real world? overreact...
in the end though, this
one's for you...
by Diablo
the answer when one
gets back to you is we
are all on the same path
to the grave, it's just
how we get there that
matters, and where we go
afterwards... I am God
which makes a lousy God
by Diablo
the youth of this
united states, when the words
of hate are said...
there is no retracting
only more of the same
so is Isreal and Palestine
how many more must die?
by Diablo
Suicides collected, and
thrown into dumpsters...we don't
care anymore, go ahead
shoot
by Diablo
pathetic urban lives
ruled by the latest fashion
empty and devoid of value
or meaning, those who
throw themselves off of
buildings add to the toxic
waste of the airwaves
by Diablo
Those people who project
their feelings on others are
presuming others presume
they presume, fact is
they do it to each other
pathetic they are as well
by Diablo
We are desperate
to barge and storm into your
inner sanctum
but we need to disguise
our powers with the sugar
of your own self interest
by Diablo
I held a razor
to my wrist at a job, sliced
the air, lost it a week
later
by Diablo
been sick for 3
days and not out there, the
off switch is the best thing
how else do I justify
beating myself up and then
letting others do too
by Diablo
I project words and
phrases, arouse ideas
in retaliation...
It's best to work alone
because competition stifles
hope and faith and love...
by Diablo
who is the samurai
do they know who he or she
is or merely, words
written on walls...
there is no death here
only passing observations
of life
by Diablo
We are all at a loss
for words, complacent...
believing another's opinion
assholes can be passed
for an occasional
realization, they want to be right
the noose awaits
by Diablo
the masterless
samurai has no honor
wandering from
himself, never finding
anything, but the eternal
loss of honor...
by Diablo
You can't move on from
reputation, for it is
more important, in
our society, who's
ass you kiss, and who likes you
is more important
the drive by express
by Diablo
The struggle for art
is a fight over expression
and who's is best, when
all is taste in the
end, roccoco vs. ego
old versus the new
by Diablo
Well, he almost ran
a girl down today in his car
unemployment
by Diablo
my competition:
a rock star, a married man
and another chick
so what's missing here?
perhaps a priest, drug dealer
mama with drama
all the world's a play
i sit with the audience
and call out "author!"
by scott (not bored, but)
....how presume you so
that your projection of self
.......is that of others
(a butthead in one does'nt
make buttheads of others)
by ronin@BUTTOFFBUTTHEAD
It's all coming to
a head, where it's man that
wants to be a God
by Diablo
Never knowing what
or how we should live our lives
what makes us happy?
by jewel1
a dead man walking
zombies, weirdos, a lot more
just waiting for death
by jewel1
thanatos I like
to call death and beits friend
smiling when it comes
by jewel1
