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watchfiends and rack screams » bobby

Posted by a very little sphinx on June 18, 2003, at 10:00:38

In reply to the last light of them will never be extiguished » a very little sphinx, posted by bobby on June 16, 2003, at 14:31:18

> thanks for your response. Why do you talk so much about whores and sex?

i like whores, they are angels, and i like sex, it is a natural extension of my mind...

>Do you think that will garner my attention? I don't think that my wife would be overjoyed if thought i was having discusions about such.

my condolences, how could innocent little ol' me trap you into such bawdy talk... i won't tell... oh no no no precious, as i said, i ask for nothing...

>Do i give you my attention? Sure I do--why not? you're smart,witty, and you're obviously trying to connect with people.

i'm dumber than you think, all girls are dumb, we're dumb like Gatsby's green light... that orgiastic future...

>I don't care if your image is suspect---we're all suspect. you say that sometimes there is no relief in life--and yet you still hang on. That my dear sphinx is the greatest (next to love) human emotion---self preservation.

now, if only i was loved, all the pieces would be put together... all the slow grinding days to the future... those horrible car crashes, drunken binges, the leering men... the yanquis go home.

>That's why,if you were dropped in the middle of the ocean with no help in sight, you would still swim--waiting for something--anything.

if i was dropped in the middle of the ocean darling, i would swallow lucious gulps of salty sea and sink to the bottom, looking up at perhaps a sun, that shimmered as the sea entered my lungs, and the light turned to pitch. my living is entirely dictated by impusivity and availability of means.

most days, i try to go about my day, opening and closing books, cooking the brocolli, looking out to the far fields that melt my heart.

i think there is a notion that younger people have more to live for, a whole future that should deter them from self harm, and yet, we are those most at risk... earth's fragile eggs.

hope owes nothing to youth, not hope, nor health nor cheerfulness, since they can come and go again with each day, just hope, just hope has gone forever.


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