From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #185 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 Wednesday, September 9 1998 Volume 01 : Number 185 Today's Subjects: ----------------- Re: ET: a late night inspiration [DRotter154@aol.com] Re: ET:Re:my two cents on Re: thee question ["Kevin Pease" ] ET: Fwd: An older one... [Angeljlb96@aol.com] Re: ET: Re: thee gooddancer/baddancer ["Kevin Pease" ] ET: Hi guys...::sniffle:: [Oblivia15@aol.com] Re: ET: i just might get the hang of writing songs [moonsong@ix.netcom.co] [none] [moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Cob & the GoA)] Re: ET: abuse topic [moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Cob & the GoA)] ET: Re: Pain....hope and loneliness.... [moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie,] ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #180 [CloudWingz@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 15:12:19 EDT From: DRotter154@aol.com Subject: Re: ET: a late night inspiration Hi all- Gawd dont ya just love 1/2 your email being from Jamie? Hehehe I luv ya Chick take Care peeps XO Dra ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 15:19:31 -0400 From: "Kevin Pease" Subject: Re: ET:Re:my two cents on Re: thee question >> Sue writes: > Oh, well I guess if you put it that way, then I totally agree with >you, "rebound" relationships can be bad, no matter who you are. That's what I meant originally... I probably wasn't very clear about it, though... I tend to have problems with just saying what the heck I mean. :) Kevin - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net (ICQ UIN: 3106063) (AOL Instant Messenger: kbpease) http://www.crosswinds.net/boston/~kbpease "Sometimes I sing like my life is at stake, 'cause you're only as loud as the noises you make..." ---(Ani DiFranco)--- ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 09 Sep 1998 12:25:54 PDT From: "ws r" Subject: Re: ET: Re: thee gooddancer/baddancer Hey there, just cuz I love to type so much, I thought I'd add to Doc's post, cuz I think in essence when he said: > there was a period (teenage years) where there was absolutely no way one could>drag me on the dance floor... cause I hadn't got a clue about dancing... until one day>I looked at the dancefloor half full with people I know and who were mostly drunk and>were just like whatever-that-was-it-had-little-to-do-with-dancing on the there... and I>say well i can do that sober!!! So i went there and really had fun... I was about 17...>since then I so loosened up... HE gave a really great example of what I was trying to say earlier. I think, when it comes to dancing, it's not really lessons that help (I'm not saying they don't of course, now that would just be silly!) but I think when you actually get comfortable moving your body and end up having more fun dancing then wondering what you look like while your doing it, then that's all it takes... Hmmm, what I mean is, once you lose the paranoia (What do people think? Are they watching me? Who's laughing!???) and you do it cuz it's fun and that's all, then that's when you get comfortable enough with it to look cool. Cuz really, I think the only thing that makes someone "Look" like a good dancer (Unless your Kevin-cuz then girls are off the hook Teehee, were so raaazivishing! *Joke*) is when they're confident, and don't care what other people are thinking. Lessons give you that confidence, but sometimes, dancing with your eyes closed (WEll, carefully...) to what people around you think, also does the trick. But that might just be how it is (was) for me.... Talk to ya later! Sue "...If you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you." -Friedrich Nietzsche Beyond good and evil "And I don't want the world to see me, cuz I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am." -Googoo Dolls "Iris" "When everything feels like the movies, yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive." -Googoo Dolls "Iris" "The meeting of twopersonalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: If there is any interaction, both are transformed." -C.G. Jung ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 15:33:54 EDT From: Angeljlb96@aol.com Subject: ET: Fwd: An older one... This is a multi-part message in MIME format. - --part0_905369634_boundary Content-ID: <0_905369634@inet_out.mail.aol.com.1> Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII I harassed Kevin into letting me send it to the list =) Jamie - --part0_905369634_boundary Content-ID: <0_905369634@inet_out.mail.boston.crosswinds.net.2> Content-type: message/rfc822 Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Content-disposition: inline Return-Path: Received: from rly-ya04.mx.aol.com (rly-ya04.mail.aol.com [172.18.144.196]) by air-ya02.mx.aol.com (v49.1) with SMTP; Wed, 09 Sep 1998 11:52:39 -0400 Received: from dot.crosswinds.net ([209.112.59.66]) by rly-ya04.mx.aol.com (8.8.8/8.8.5/AOL-4.0.0) with ESMTP id LAA17621 for ; Wed, 9 Sep 1998 11:52:32 -0400 (EDT) Received: from cpc47245 (cpc47245.us.dg.com [128.221.47.245]) by dot.crosswinds.net (8.8.7/8.8.8) with SMTP id LAA27649 for ; Wed, 9 Sep 1998 11:51:14 -0400 (EDT) (envelope-from kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net) Message-ID: <019b01bddc09$86be5980$f52fdd80@cpc47245.webo.dg.com> From: "Kevin Pease" To: "Mathews, Jamie" Subject: An older one... Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 11:49:34 -0400 X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 4.72.3115.0 X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V4.72.3110.3 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-transfer-encoding: quoted-printable Hey Jamie... I'm not sending this to the list, because I think this is pretty lame. But, you asked for it, so you got it. :) This is something I wrote back when I was delusional, and thought I might be able to write... I was somewhere around 17, I think... unfortunately, I didn't put a date on it..= . I'm sure you can figure out what it's about. :) Like I said, be gentle..= . but don't be afraid to laugh, I was laughing when I dug this one out, too.= .. back when I wrote this, I thought the world was going to end. :) Oh, and the last line is a blatant rip-off from a Heather Nova song called "Island"... the original goes: "There are parts of me he'll never know, My wild horses and my river beds, And in my throat, voices he'll never hear..." That line was sort of added at a later date, because I liked it, and I was trying to say something similar. :) I may rip off, but I rip off fro= m the best. :) (And, by the way... if you've never heard any of Heather Nova's stuff, I'd *highly* recommend her CD "Oyster." Groovy in the extreme.) I never gave it a title, either. Sorry. :) - -------------------- And I find myself wondering at how those small hands can stutter-step against my heart push-pull, push-pull. And now you've let me go, and I'm falling away at the same speed as the tears that slide from your chin. And my mind strains and bends choking on unfamiliar words too large to comprehend, spoken in a language only you understand and all you can say is "it's over" and all you can say is "there's someone else" And all I can say is "I'll always love you" but I'm falling faster than sound, so that's a voice you'll never hear. - --------------- That's all. Now you see, my qualifications for writing "poetry" are shaky at best... I realize it's something best left to the experts. :) Kevin - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net (ICQ UIN: 3106063) (AOL Instant Messenger: kbpease) http://www.crosswinds.net/boston/~kbpease "Sometimes I sing like my life is at stake, 'cause you're only as loud as the noises you make..." ---(Ani DiFranco)--- - --part0_905369634_boundary-- ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 16:15:14 -0400 From: "Kevin Pease" Subject: Re: ET: Re: thee gooddancer/baddancer >> Sue writes: >Cuz really, I >think the only thing that makes someone "Look" like a good dancer >(Unless your Kevin-cuz then girls are off the hook Teehee, were so >raaazivishing! *Joke*) Hey now. :) I meant that, even girls who dance badly, still look pretty good. :) Sort of like pizza - when it's hot, it's good... when it's cold... well, it's still pretty damn good, too. :) Kevin - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@boston.crosswinds.net (ICQ UIN: 3106063) (AOL Instant Messenger: kbpease) http://www.crosswinds.net/boston/~kbpease "Sometimes I sing like my life is at stake, 'cause you're only as loud as the noises you make..." ---(Ani DiFranco)--- ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 09 Sep 1998 14:34:01 PDT From: "ws r" Subject: Re: ET: Re: thee gooddancer/baddancer hey, So now I geuss I can add this to my little stack of quotes. Right next to, life is like a box of chocolates: Girls are like pizza, the look good when they're hot or cold. Kevin, your a jem. Sue, > Hey now. :) I meant that, even girls who dance badly, still look>pretty good. :) Sort of like pizza - when it's hot, it's good... when it's>cold... well, it's still pretty damn good, too. :) > > Kevin "...If you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you." -Friedrich Nietzsche Beyond good and evil "And I don't want the world to see me, cuz I don't think that they'd understand. When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am." -Googoo Dolls "Iris" "When everything feels like the movies, yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive." -Googoo Dolls "Iris "The meeting of twopersonalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: If there is any interaction, both are transformed." -C.G. Jung ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 18:01:22 EDT From: Oblivia15@aol.com Subject: ET: Hi guys...::sniffle:: Well, I've learned that perfection never lasts... My boyfriend of 4 years has just recently undergone a complete change for reasons unbeknownst to me... We were so happy one week and then *POOF* one day he's being horrible to me.. He's #1: Made up lies to tell me (to get a reaction out of me I suppose), #2: told me every night that I'm "not his girlfriend"...but didn't mean it.... #3 treated me like a friend...and I don't mean just friend.... I mean "acquaintance"..... It's so horrible.... I don't know what to do or how to feel.... I told him last night to just leave me alone until he could act like my boyfriend.... But I really need moral support... this whole situation is wreaking havoc on my system.... I can't eat... I sleep restlessly....and to top it all off, I feel like I am completely alone.... I can't understand how we could love so much and then....well......barely love....... If you have any feelings on this, please let me know...... And guys on the list.... If you have any idea in the world why he's behaving this way, let me know...::shaky smile:: Thanx.... It means a lot to be able to tell you guys these things...... Love Hugs and FaerieDust, Jackie ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 15:46:43 -0700 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Cob & the GoA) Subject: Re: ET: i just might get the hang of writing songs >*LMAO* You're in a good mood today Rome? ;~) >Well bite me in the ass and call me perverted but this is the most >excellent piece of >Song Writing I have read in a loooong time... last minute or so!!! >Keep it up Sam!! *bite ya and call ya perverted* Why? Hehehe. Ummm.......you're joking right? Har har har.... Sam the ? angel moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 15:47:17 -0700 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Cob & the GoA) Subject: [none] << can u feel it? a little to the left... thats it! >> >>>I got some REALLY sick visuals for a minute there, Tim =) But anyway...I really liked the poem. =)<<< I'm not the only one then? Hahaha. It was good Tim, really twas. :) << These are battered women, not psychos. They aren't imballenced, they're scared. They've had things working against them for perhaps all their lives, perhaps just recently. But that doesn't mean they couldn't adjust. I think I could. Don't you think you could? >> >>>*raises hand* I for one second that!<<< I third it. :P Sam the ? angel moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 15:46:58 -0700 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Cob & the GoA) Subject: Re: ET: abuse topic >I wanted to add another point to this that I just thought of. I don't know >about every woman, so I'm not gonna generalize, but in my own experience, I >think I should point out that self-esteem is a big factor... >not so much the "who else would want me?" in it, but more the "maybe he's >right...maybe I am an ass" etc. Get my drift? Yeah, low self esteem is an ENORMOUS part in all this. Sam the ? angel moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 15:47:07 -0700 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Charlie, Cob & the GoA) Subject: ET: Re: Pain....hope and loneliness.... At 10:18 PM 9/8/1998, Karen Miller wrote: > Sorry if I have disturbed you but I want o know am I the only one with a >broken heart and a broken >soul I gave my heart to many and yet I was >rejected in return. So please I ask of thee this. Why is it >that when you >love somebody or you feel you do they don't even know they exist. Well, yer not the only one...as everyone on this list has shown...And I don't really know why...but I know the feeling. >Sam- >you admit to having love then losing. It has better to loved and lost then >to have never loved at all. Well I guess that's better, I don't know if it's better or not. It'd be better to have loved and never lost at all. :) >And from the way your poems are written you could be 19 or 20. AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. Thanks yas Holly. >GIRLS, be happy for what you seen for think on what you would be like if >you hadn't seen any of it at all. That's an interesting idea...I'll think 'bout that one. Sam the ? angel P.S. This isn't a passive aggressive question, I'm just curious, is anyone on this list in therapy, and has it made a difference? "I don't want to send you notes and daisies. I need to smile right through your face. So touch my lips and feel the words That I want to say to you." *Notes And Daisies" by ~Lisa Loeb~ moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 18:44:02 EDT From: CloudWingz@aol.com Subject: ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #180 Hi Angels! Hi, I'm sorry I haven't been responding to all the great posts and poems like I should and would like to, but I just started school again. Once everything has sorta sunk in, and I stop loathing homework long enough to do it, I'll participate more in the list. But while I'm here, I'm gonna go ahead and post a few more poems from my never published book :) OK, actually 4 poems, but I don't get many chances to post my poetry any more, so I'm gonna get out as many as I can at one time. I'm sorry it's so long! BTW if I already posted one of them, I'm sorry, it's because my mind is squish right now. *GUSTS Why care That my heart races And pounds At an unhealthy rate Because I have come to love These gusts through my fields? It seems more logical To me Than allowing my heart To sleep this day through Wondering what the air smells like When the sky is this blue *SCRAPBOOKS He's left them He's left for good He never even looked back To see if they were still solid beings He's left He's as gruff as ever Rough hands shouldn't acknowledge delicacies So maybe he should crawl into the smoke Start forgetting about his heart Maybe find a new one in his beer Maybe he should start his search Father is a swear A promise expected to be kept Father is a swear Taboo Not acceptable language in this house Hushed tantrums thrown at the walls Denting the solidity of a varitable candle Choking darkness He finds solace in the constant dusk Rising water never drowned a man with wings But wings deteriorate when ignored for so long Their wax feathers melt in cigarette butts Overlooked beside the guilt Beside the memories still crisp-edged Pasted across his mind like a scrapbook His forehead hits the bar and tips the mug No melting occurs The sun stays hotter than ever But the candle burns with no consequence It's sides encased in a film of defiance Of courage Everything is handed back with a thousand fold of strength They remain conjoined until the wounds fight back Scrapbooks rip and burn outside walls of safety Time sharpens the photographs Taken tomorrow *MACKENZIE'S SILENCE Mackenzie never said a word He took it out on his guitar Fingernail bitterness on his way down the road As he drove he began blocking out the stars She never suspected a thing She touched the keys with delicate disgust And wondered why his songs always sunk through the floor She never stared into his eyes, never searched for the trust *Emboldened And one last gift of niceties Tied to the swollen ankle of the night Brown paper apologies Crumble into powder Allowing escape through forgetful fingers This time no amount of silver sketches Shall scrawl retorts across the atmosphere I breathe This is the time- I will be defined! This night will not spoil my emboldened liberation Nor will it swallow my voice (Ever again!) ~*Jenny*~ Sugar High Angel ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #185 **********************************