Posted by a very little sphinx on June 6, 2003, at 23:45:41
In reply to Re: rent, food, debt collectors, or a gun?, posted by paxvox on June 6, 2003, at 20:16:40
> MMMMMMMmmmmmmmm. Methinks something ain't quite right here ya'll.
thinking is the worst habit, we have to abbolish it... it is better to be ignorant and happy than knowledged and maddened by god's little rain of derangements...
>So, VL Sphinx, spill your guts here while you can before you choose to spill your blood for eternity.
the thing is, there is no eternity, infinity is the same thing as nothing at all... perhaps i will sit on god's lap and stroke his beard and he will laugh and say, "wasn't it a good joke, though?"... and i will flit off in my nightie and play the other angel games...
>There is little that cannot be talked out here, but please don't have a thin skin when others try to respond to you in what they consider "helpful" albeit in somewhat oblique approach at times.
oblique, never my sweet. menendi anenbi embend atarch inemptle o marchti rombi tarch paiolt a tinemptle orch pendui o patendi a merchit orch torrpch ta urchpt orchpt ta tro taurch campli ko ti aunch a ti aunch aungbli
and you can quote me on that blue eyes...
>I know Zenhussy very well, and can attest that "hat person"has a heart of gold. You, however, if you really want our help, have to be patient with those who proffer tidbits of assistance.
patients are a virtue to the medical society, i have patients... we are talking clocks, that sour between the gum and the tooth, the soiled brow of thermopylae, that restless wandering mind, i am loving, i patiently accept your assistance, but god has made me a box of mixed up pieces. i can can not fathom, is it a boat, a broad, the whore i am in a mirror, mother whore, god whore, mary whore... who licked the scum off of me in the 17th sacrament? who is to say, by all appologies if i seem to hear voices...
>If you make an abstract posting, expect abstract responses. If you have a straight forward problem to discuss, present it just as if you were telling a friend.
you see, that is my dilema, tired skinny, wasted girl in the mirror, hair in tatters, mirror eye, god eye, and the answer is never as easy as the question... i do not expect an easy answer... but the voices tell me to write, so i do, and they tell me to burn, but voice #3 says that is a bad voice... and bad voices go to hell. it's hot there, and full of mistrials... your finite mistake has earned you an eternity of pain, my god my god... salome, bring me the head of john the baptist... lest he fester in his god hole. blue eyes, i love you allready.
>There are very few people currently posting on these boards who would ever try to attack you or chide you.
wait and see darling, i have no harm in this body for even a fly... but the copper can't buy you a ferry ride to long island... and it's as if although, since the bottom of the ages i have been lapping here in a circle as if badmouthing an alienage, plotting an incarnation a death. who am i talking to blue eyes? lord, get me a phrenologist! i need examined. blue eyes, i mean you no harm. i heed what you say.
>Ask straight questions, make straight forward reports, then sit back and watch the responses come back. That's my 2 cents.
blue eyes, i've done.... questionable things, and like molly bloom i said yes, i will, yes, i will, yes.
yours in mamma's death skirt, stolen from her casket...
poster:a very little sphinx