People do not care to understand
Desire is enough, for the masses
they don't know art but they know what they like
by Searle of art for beginners
......you're up so early
or staying up quite too late
......what is the matter
by ronin
weights make me feel good about myself
weights unlifed make me feel guilty
weights taunt me
by searle of fat city gut patrol
Desire is not enough
To know why? One must have some
Understanding
by William Nippress
.travelling, you say
sf is from zimbabwe
..mox not far away
by ronin@justkiddingoldman
Ronin the master
The magic of words used well
Makes me ill at ease
by William Nippress
A paintings true value comes not from the artist
But from the viewer
Value comes with personal desire
by searle of turtle head searching for escape
.........tropical outpours
..with incessant winds blowing
........the venetian blinds
.
.
(as if of the cold november rain)
by ronin
Soft rain shines the roads
Thoughts of travel haunt my mind
Leads my eye away
by William Nippress
......rains pouring strongly
like the torrents* of deep pain
......of losing something**
.
.
..........(* - relentless)
.
.
.......(** - or...someone)
by ronin@amithereyetgettingthroughtoyou....
Karate kept me
Mobile, use Yoga instead
And less violent now
by William Nippress
His early stuff
by William Nippress
words and meaning lost in conversation
Vebal sub dialogue ambiguous at best
language a barrier to understanding, yes?
by searle of laughing at back pain
........a labrador with
leather skin of golden brown
....lost to nature's ways
by ronin
Now ronin steady
You
by William Nippress
Evangelism
is a virulent evil
and it is spreading
by A Student of Is christianity a mental disorder?
......in memory of
the golden red arwana
.that has passed away
by ronin@literallyandotherwise
Traveling so fast
Dam now my secret is out
Have to write myself
by William Nippress
I am not a pimp
Would it be Australia?
I'd like to go there
by A Student of Instead of being stuck in Manchester
All I have to do
Is just insult them and hey
I get to the top
by William Nippress
..........a withered bonsai
clothed in dull brown stands alone
.........in the morning rains
by ronin
Ironic really
Those that seem to hate, push me
Ever near the top
by William Nippress
Anyway the way
My imposters are posting
It
by William Nippress
I will stop one short
So you
by William Nippress
Ash, Ash don
by William Nippress
There you are "stupid"
That
by William Nippress
A politician
Makes millions but not remain
At least in same job
by William Nippress
An evangelist
Can lie, make millions get caught
Say sorry start again
by William Nippress
within a few days
my works will be outnumbered
though never outclassed
by ash
With Evangelists?
Say juries out on that one
Politicians too
by William Nippress
Through the use of lies
And deceits not far behind
Can we remain good?
by William Nippress
Is it possible?
That a balance can be kept
With good and evil
by William Nippress
Sitting at the keys
Here on a dull gray morning
Thinking, Not a lot
by William Nippress
Missed my vocation
I should write some greetings cards
Its ok I know
by William Nippress
The balls in question
Happen to be football balls
You
by William Nippress
You think you
by William Nippress
32034, 32041, 32042, 32043, 32045, 32048, 32052, not mine:
by William Nippress
we die anyway
your direction not needed
be happy till then
by ash
no one cares about anyone so go die
by unhappy teenager of ohio
america rules
america leads the way
a new fascist state
by ash
hail zabadooey
exponent of the mullet
and heavy metal
lacking any taste
imposing capital crap
with self delusion
by ash
i'm not from england
and neither is searle you fool
total ignoramus
by ash
Here's a thought for you
Let's enslave the elderly
They're lazy bastards
by Bobok
Love America?
A country that revels in
Its fascist freedom?
by A Student of I must have a split personality disorder, and my other personalities sound retarded
32050 written by searle!! Thank
you and have a nice day!
by student of im a loser
32050 not mine, not mine, not mine
not mine, not mine, not mine, not
mine, not mine, not mine, not
mine, not mine, not mine, not
mine, not mine....on and on
by William Nippress
Snow finds blue full spring.
Summer flusters huge arrows.
Spring clashes a hand.
by ZABADOOEY AS THE FLOOEY
