From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #92 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Friday, July 24 1998 Volume 01 : Number 092 Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: just a hey.. ["Naomi Vaughn" ] ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #91 [Lara ] ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #91 [ib-3@juno.com (Johnny Dough)] ET: SOL(Some Old Lines) ["Sarai Ambert" ] ET: poem [Seth Fulmer ] ET: 2 poems! :) ["Naomi Vaughn" ] ET: lovelovelovelovelove [kara garbe ] ET: now for a depressed one... [kara garbe ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 22 Jul 1998 21:43:58 -0700 From: "Naomi Vaughn" Subject: ET: just a hey.. hey angels~ Just wanted to say 'hey' to y'all...no poems tonight. I haven't been writing much...just lil things..nothin much. I wanted to thank doc for his comments...it means alot!! :) so..I hope you all are well..I am okay...on my way to great. ;) later angels!! rock on with yer bad selfs, ;) Naomi the unknown angel hey james...hey kara...hey sam...hey doc..hey bea...hey jamie...hey kerry*jo*....ummm...just a big ol HI to all you wonderful angels.. ;) night all.. - --- "How many corners do I have to turn? How many times do I have to learn, All the love I have is in my mind?" ~Verve Angelfire for your free web-based e-mail. http://www.angelfire.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1998 00:04:04 -0500 From: Lara Subject: ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #91 Oh wow Jamie I really liked "An Echo of Love" -- I would say more but I am falling asleep... ughhhh... I swear I will post something real really soon! I havent been writing as much poetry as usual which is depressing! G'night! Lara ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1998 00:32:09 -0500 From: ib-3@juno.com (Johnny Dough) Subject: ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #91 Well, i can't say that I'm not afraid of dying...just that i don't want to be there when it happens. ;) No, seriously, if I died today, i don't think that i spend my life any different than the way that I already live it...i'd probably want to die alone, or with a few select people there...I just want to say hey, I lived my life, and I died happy. that's all that's really important to me. Actually, another list had this same discussion a couple of days ago... "turn off that mahcine, go out that door, feel the sun, and live every single day of your teen years like they were the last day you have been given to live...." or any of your years at all, no? ^_^_^_^ - -If you 'aint makin' waves, you 'aint kickin' hard enough! ^_^_^_^ James >Date: Wed, 22 Jul 1998 19:00:18 -0500 >From: gosiam@juno.com >Subject: ET: be a debaser > >yo, >for one thing i have NO idea what the HELL a debaser is..i was just >listenig to pixies dammit.. i just felt like wrting to SOMEONE! i am >currently out of poems... goodie, no more torture for you guys to >read >my bad attemtps at poetry..well this is basically an e-mail without >poetry just a whole batch of feelings...in other words, the same >thing....has any ever grown weary of the things you do everyday? i >mean >today i had this sudden urge to (no not that!) to climb onto the >garage >roof and just lay there...the higher the better..i dunno i have these >"things".. >i went to the doctor with my mum today, and i saw all these nurses and >doctors rushing running and stuff..i know this is going to sound >sooooo >stupid but that actually got me thinking... >thinking stuff like, when i die or when something happens to me, then >like no one in asia will know! like every 6 minutes(or something like >that), someone dies...i mean the nexyt 6th minute it could be me!! no >one >in france knows you..it feels kinda depressing..but i am catholic and >in >church they say that our lives "down here" are just PART of our >lives.. >i beleive in life after death..maybe..i was taught to..i don't know..i >have a rush of thoughts coming over me, and i'm overwhelmed...my >fingers >can't catch up... >i'll probably wriote part 2 later.. > >bye, >*extraterrestrial angel > >p.s. i liked your poem karagarbe..kudos to you dude..:) > >_____________________________________________________________________ >You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. >Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com >Or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] > >------------------------------ > >End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #91 >********************************* > > _____________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com Or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1998 10:23:45 PDT From: "Sarai Ambert" Subject: ET: SOL(Some Old Lines) Hey Angels, I've been checking my old poems & I found a few. But first I have to say that the part 2 of my short story will be posted next week. This particular poem is about this girl that was a walking tabloid...I wrote this when I a junior at a new school..so it's based on true events(I'm sorry to say) - -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- Broken floors(09-08-95) I found the point to hurt you, but I don't want to use it again when all you want to do is blame something that doesn't exist. It's always your turn to complain! Now, explain with your so-called logic is it me that you want erase? 'Cause I could swear that's what you were doing. Now, leave this room while you can. You're so sure of what your saying. You swear that it's only the truth; seems to me you don't know what that is. Are you aware of the ground you're standing is filled up with holes that you made by you mouthful claims. So many friends that you once had; they all left alarmed with you stinking chat Now, you have nobody to relay Yeah, I found the point to hurt you & I don't even have to use it again. 'Cause your flat on your butt on your own broken floors that you made all by yourself 'cause now you don't got no friends at all. ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** Here's one for all the love suckers(like me) With you(06-27-97) Love in all languages can be spoken with one act. Sacred gift that means a lifetime that holds earth, moon, and skies in all essential fully surviving feelings. Something so perfet, so right can only be made heavenly with a balance of unspoken saints. Strong as trees. Fragil as the wind. Blowing through deserts & seas. You think it still comes back, but it never leaves. Through fought times Love will come out undefeated. Well Angels those are my first poems here, hope you like. Take care all, Sara ______________________________________________ "Don't be afraid to weep...Just look into you heart my friend." - Enigma ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1998 13:40:09 -0400 (EDT) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: poem The man in the train car asks "Who's your friend?" "Who's your friend?" he asks. I don't know Are you? Is he? Is she? Is anyone anybody's friend? God only knows and he'll only tell the dead but they'll only tell the insane and those are put into homes for the weak of mind and who will listen to them? So, who's your friend? Am I? Should I? Should I be your friend? After what you've done, are doing, and will do, Should I be your friend? Life is harsh but when you betray Life is pure hell or so you say Ok, I haven't named it yet...if you wanna give it a name, go right ahead but it's by me(Seth Fulmer), so flame away :) Have a Good Day! :) Seth D. Fulmer mailto:kaosking@voicenet.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1998 19:33:56 -0700 From: "Naomi Vaughn" Subject: ET: 2 poems! :) hey angels~ finally wrote some today(it worked sam!! ;)...just two poems right now. comments are much appreciated. hope you all are well! :) forever me, Naomi the unknown angel - ---- time this newborn dream birthed of love and the eternal stars stretched across what could be. it's fresh and new and so full of hope but as the months pass, then years will the dream start to fade? the bindings growing weak till you struggle to remember where it all came into being will hope still be there, so far down the road? it's nice to touch and fills my thoughts with it's bright promises whispered into every moment but is it strong enough, to stand against time, and the distance between us? 7.23.98 - ----- girl little girl wishes she had love and strong arms around her big girl wishes she knew love in the strong man before her little girl lives happily off dreams and make-believe big girl has forgotten how to dream the bitter coldness, it's frozen her soul. 7.23.98 - --- "How many corners do I have to turn? How many times do I have to learn, All the love I have is in my mind?" ~Verve Angelfire for your free web-based e-mail. http://www.angelfire.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1998 22:50:58 -0400 (Eastern Daylight Time) From: kara garbe Subject: ET: lovelovelovelovelove 7-23-98 thur 1030p - -i love you- during those perfect nights in early june, we spun out our future together beneath the brilliant stars poking holes through the sultry darkness of the arizona sky. we bet on pool games and the price of your victory was a kiss granted in the darkness of your garage-turned-pool hall. my fate hinged on your every move in those games; and even when i lost, i always won. _____________________________________________________ "If you could give people one message, what would it be?" "Love." --Ed Kowalczyk, lead singer of Live ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1998 23:03:52 -0400 (Eastern Daylight Time) From: kara garbe Subject: ET: now for a depressed one... what can i say except that i have too many mood swings! well, we are have our ups and downs. that last one was an up. here's a down from last night. *~*~*~* 7-23-98 thur 1am - -the wraith- like a strobe light behind my eyes images of you flash leaving imprints in my skull that my vision can't escape at every turn you wait unforeseen the shadowed figure by whose very silence my progress is halted opaque eyes flash beneath your hood as your head rises and our eyes meet no hand is lifted to halt my frantic body yet amnesia twists my feet and i stumble beneath the weight of the burden i have placed upon your shoulders by mere existence something has changed binding me to you, neither of us with a choice eyes locked to yours you silently wait yet your eyes cannot lie and i know what you have become my body ceases to respond to my commands as i fall beneath the burdens we have passed to each other my feet slip out from beneath dragging in their battle with the stone path i tread carving deep trenches into the ground that even you cannot cross and i glance up to you again knowing this bond between us that we cannot deny can only mean that we fall together _____________________________________________________ "If you could give people one message, what would it be?" "Love." --Ed Kowalczyk, lead singer of Live ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #92 *********************************