From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #201 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 9 1999 Volume 02 : Number 201 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: hi ["C. C. & S." ] ET: Re: jewel-digest V4 #386 [Angeljlr98@aol.com] ET: only cuz Sam wants me to (haha..I almost put "me, too"..you want me Sam =)) [Angeljlr98] ET: question [Mandabear Four ] ET: Wiccan/Pagan beliefs [Seth Fulmer ] Re: [ET: Wiccan/Pagan beliefs] ["Kevin B.Pease" ] ET: hallo! [Courtney M Gordon ] ET: hello again :) ["* Jewel *" ] ET: hello again :) ["* Jewel *" ] ET: poems [Naomi Vaughn ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 08 Jul 1999 21:15:52 -0700 From: "C. C. & S." Subject: ET: hi i'm SO GLAD everyones back on track here! finally we're alive again :) i just want to say that um, i agree with kevin and james about this whole drinking/drugs/concert thing.... i'm 15 and i don't see it as such a big deal. i'm not someone who's into that, but i'm not going to rag on everyone else for it, as long as they don't get in my way or become dangerous.... i mean steve's giving a 14 yo a beer bottle really, that's nothing... but don't jump on me for sayin that...NAOMI welcome home chica...write me! jamie, send in your songs, so what if they're not poetry :) hi james, DOC COME OUT OF HIDING :), and, yeah. jon, send in some poetry sam the ? angel ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 9 Jul 1999 01:51:10 EDT From: Angeljlr98@aol.com Subject: ET: Re: jewel-digest V4 #386 In a message dated 7/8/99 3:44:43 PM, you wrote: << I believe you had to fill something out and show ID to get the free cigarettes! >> It was more of a survey...and you had to be 21, not even 18...but 21 to do it. ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 9 Jul 1999 03:18:07 EDT From: Angeljlr98@aol.com Subject: ET: only cuz Sam wants me to (haha..I almost put "me, too"..you want me Sam =)) Here's 2 songs I wrote: I wrote this one about a month ago for a friend's graduation present. It got a really good response at the EDA concert...even though I messed up =) It's called Queen of Hearts (Priscilla's Song): The day the earth stood still and dreams lie broken on the ground his lies so easily spoken and your heart so easily bound and did he love you I'm sure in his own way he did that's if he were even capable of knowing what love really is Maybe he'll have a problem with you getting your life back together and maybe he'll have thoughts about you not caring anymore and he'll supply the wind to blow down what you've made the card house may fall, but you're still the queen of hearts The day the earth stood still this is as real as it gets It's a slap across the face, all twisted out of place...we were all screwed up funny how no everything seems to fit how could anyone not love you I know I fell hard him the jack and you the queen, I guess that makes me the trump card I know he'll have a problem with you getting your life back together and I know he'll have thoughts about you not caring anymore and he'll supply the wind to blow down what you've made the card house may fall, but you're still the queen of hearts the card house may fall, but you're still the queen of hearts and the second is one I wrote 2 days ago...it's kinda short and not that great, but it's pretty and sad and I like it =) Wait..one thng I wanna say about this song...the first line derives from something...on the news I heard that it was raining in St. Louis...and it prompted me to write a song...so Jon, that first line's for you =) Falling The new says it's raining where you are I wonder if you're home I wonder if you're doing things we used to do I wonder if you're alone I listened to the tape you made me last night just somethng to do to pass the time why haven't you called to say hello? why haven't you called? And the night's keep getting colder and I've been falling like the rain I found a picture of you on the bathroom floor i slouched down and stared at it for a while not thinking anything, or feeling anything, or wanting to feel anything just outlining your smile with my finger And the night's keep getting colder and I've been falling like the rain That's it...goodnight, all =) And Sam...GUYS SUCK!!! Love, Jamie ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 9 Jul 1999 11:15:09 -0400 From: Mandabear Four Subject: ET: question Hey everyone, I am writing to ask all of you with internet access if you could please find me something. I was at a friend's house the other day looking for the lyrics to a couple of Michael W. Smith's songs. He's a Christian singer. I found a couple of web sites but didn't have the time to look at them. The names of the song's that I want the lyrics to are: "Secret Ambition" "Kentucky Rose" "Rocket Town" They are all off of his Decade (1983-1993) c.d. They are truly amazing songs...the whole c.d. is but I can make out the words to those and not really these so anyone who can help me, it would be greatly appreciated. The websites I found on Yahoo were, www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Palladium/7154/mws.html www.michaelwsmith.com I know that there are a million sites out there that give you lyrics to all types of music and such but I would love to have these lyrics. So please I ask you to help me in any way you can Thank you so much ~Mandabear~ The Forever Seeking Teen Angel ________________________________________________________________ Get free e-mail you don't need Web access to use -- Or get full, reliable Internet access from Juno Web! Download your free software today: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagh. ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 9 Jul 1999 14:40:42 -0400 (EDT) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: Wiccan/Pagan beliefs Hello everyone, Ok...probably some time in High School, my one friend Tom mentioned to me Wiccan and he's still Catholic and stuff...but since he mentioned that I've been interested in witchcraft, casting spells, calling corners, that sort of stuff. I am officially United Church of Christ(UCC) by the church I attend but in reality...I don't really know what classification of christianity I am or even if I am. I believe in Jesus Christ...one can't argue that he existed in that there is historical proof. I also believe in "God", but I have my own like...beliefs about this. Like..to me, God is the force of nature around us that makes things happen and that in which we place our faith. When someone prays, I believe that it's just the fact that the mind believes so strongly that it will happen that subconsciously the mind does it and to the conscious, the act is mystical or was done by God. Now, I have always believed in magic and wanted to be able to cast spells and stuff...but my mom and most of my friends(cuz they're catholic back home) consider it satanic so I haven't said much about it. When I came back from Missouri and Roxy had blocked me I had wanted to cast a curse on her and my mom thought I had sold my soul to the devil. Well, I met this girl Denyse on ICQ who is pagan and was telling me about all this stuff and then I saw on her webpage the Wiccan Rede and it sorta sounds like the Christian/Jewish Lord's Prayer. I totally agree with a lot of the stuff in it. Like...the pagans supposedly have a ritual known as handfasting which is like a wedding except the 2 people are married only a year and a day. Then they are no longer married and if they choose to make it permanent they can do so and otherwise they can stay unmarried. I might have that a little wrong but I liked it when I heard it. I have been thinking a lot about changing from UCC to Pagan/Wiccan. I'm afraid, and also I have little knowledge about it. I'm not really looking to convince anyone either way or for advice to stay or change...but I am wondering if anyone on here either is either of those, or knows someone Pagan/Wiccan and can answer some questions. I guess I came to you guys before my minister because I know he'll definitely try to convince me to stay. I want to make the decision for myself. I guess in a way I've sorta changed already but I'm a little lost and on my own. (1) Is there a difference? What is it/each one? (2) Are there any resources/webpages/physical books that I can consult for information. (3) Is there any like special procedure to changing religions or anything. (4) If you think I'm asking the wrong questions...this is a blank as to what questions I should be asking. Any suggestions, answers...whatever are welcome...I just don't want someone saying "Stay UCC or you're going to h&$#". Thank you very much! :o) Take care and Have a Great Day! :) Seth D. Fulmer mailto:kaosking@voicenet.com ------------------------------ Date: 9 Jul 99 15:10:10 EDT From: "Kevin B.Pease" Subject: Re: [ET: Wiccan/Pagan beliefs] Hey Seth, I'll share my (admittedly limited) understanding... I worked for about 2 years during college with a girl who practiced wicca, and one of my friends is a practicing wiccan, although I've never really talked that much about it with her... I'm neither pagan nor wiccan, however, and my understanding of the shades of grey is probably very limited. However, I'll take a stab at this... > (1) Is there a difference? What is it/each one? My understanding is that "pagan" applies more to a group of religions than to any particular religion -- any "non-Christian" (typically poly-theistic, in the sense I've heard it used) religion qualifies as "pagan", in the conventional sense, I believe. Wicca is a specific *type* of "pagan" religion, which seems to be very nature and spirit oriented. (Now, mind you, I could be wrong, but this is my limited understanding... if there's any wiccans out there, I'd be more than happy to have my misconceptions cleared up...) > (2) Are there any resources/webpages/physical books that I can consult > for information. I can't quote any books, but I'm sure the religion & spirituality section of your local Barnes & Noble or Borders would have books like this... there's also web pages, just do a search for Wicca or Pagan, you'll probably end up with more pages than you'll ever read in your lifetime. :) > (3) Is there any like special procedure to changing religions or > anything. I don't think so... the friend I mentioned a couple paragraphs ago started practicing without any "official" procedure, from what she's told me... maybe that makes her a bad Wiccan, though, so don't quote me on that. :) > (4) If you think I'm asking the wrong questions...this is a blank as to > what questions I should be asking. The only recommendation I would make is to just do a lot of research before you go changing your religion, and make sure it's something you *really* want to do... you made the case for it yourself when you said that your parents and friends consider it satanic... even if you know it's not, that's a LOT of hassle & pressure to deal with... If you're interested, I can ask my friend about books or anything that would be good "intros" to wicca, and let you know if she has any advice. I'll be seeing her this weekend or Monday night. Kevin - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@netscape.net ICQ UIN: 3106063 AOL IM: kbpease ". . . no I don't need a miracle, but I could use a push in the right direction . . . " ---(The Refreshments, Interstate)--- ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 9 Jul 1999 20:37:01 -0500 From: Courtney M Gordon Subject: ET: hallo! Dear Everyone, Hallo! Yet again, I have no real reason for writing, I just need something to do, something to talk about. Hmm. I changed my angel name, if that matters much. Its now the §weet angel. And for some reason now everytime I type in an apostraphe it screws up something in my writing, so i guess I wont be doing that until I decide to change my font. I should probably do that but I dont want to do that right now. Maybe i will.Okay I just did and now I have no reason not to use apostraphe's. I'm sure this matters to someone out there. :-) yahoo! yahoo!! yahoooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (dont ask, I'm warning you now, don't ask.) love and luck always Courtney the §weet Angel ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj. ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 09 Jul 1999 18:46:15 PDT From: "* Jewel *" Subject: ET: hello again :) Hi angelz...I haven't written to the list in a LONG time but I'm here now so I guess I'll post up some recent poetry. If I posted it awhile ago and its a repeat then sorry about that :P Love Always, *~Kristen~* {{ThE aNgEl StAnDiNg By}} *~Dont~* Don't hurt me Like the rest of them have, For if my heart Claims one more scar, I assume it will shatter. Don't decieve me And turn to me Naked and pure But with false eyes And tinted lips. Don't regret me. Don't forget me. Live me. Just Love me. *~I Love You~* How dare you spit those words out Asif they were mere conversation. Wat a shame to tell my heart Of such things! Your mind so easily tantalized! Why must you steal the challenge? *~Ode To My Paper~* Tonight I'm going to Write in these pages 'Till they're black n' blue Showing the bruises To prove my heart Has passed through. My soul and My pain Sleeps in the pulp and drowns in the ink. My heart praises The Paper Like a god, Or maybe a shrink, For I'm allowed To prove that My heart, my life Exists. *~Feeble Heart~* My heart used to be So strong and wholesome 'Till Love came like lightning And cracked me to the core, Abandoning my heart, And leaving it Feeble, fumbling through Men,trying to locate My dignity again... Ok and now my little quote I made up and then I'll stop writing :) "Funny how we guide our senses with the power of heart when heart is what breaks us all." ~Kristen K. _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 09 Jul 1999 18:47:25 PDT From: "* Jewel *" Subject: ET: hello again :) Hi angelz...I haven't written to the list in a LONG time but I'm here now so I guess I'll post up some recent poetry. If I posted it awhile ago and its a repeat then sorry about that :P Love Always, *~Kristen~* {{ThE aNgEl StAnDiNg By}} *~Dont~* Don't hurt me Like the rest of them have, For if my heart Claims one more scar, I assume it will shatter. Don't decieve me And turn to me Naked and pure But with false eyes And tinted lips. Don't regret me. Don't forget me. Live me. Just Love me. *~I Love You~* How dare you spit those words out Asif they were mere conversation. Wat a shame to tell my heart Of such things! Your mind so easily tantalized! Why must you steal the challenge? *~Ode To My Paper~* Tonight I'm going to Write in these pages 'Till they're black n' blue Showing the bruises To prove my heart Has passed through. My soul and My pain Sleeps in the pulp and drowns in the ink. My heart praises The Paper Like a god, Or maybe a shrink, For I'm allowed To prove that My heart, my life Exists. *~Feeble Heart~* My heart used to be So strong and wholesome 'Till Love came like lightning And cracked me to the core, Abandoning my heart, And leaving it Feeble, fumbling through Men,trying to locate My dignity again... Ok and now my little quote I made up and then I'll stop writing :) "Funny how we guide our senses with the power of heart when heart is what breaks us all." ~Kristen K. _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ------------------------------ Date: 9 Jul 99 21:43:29 CDT From: Naomi Vaughn Subject: ET: poems just some poems...my beginning to catcb-up. oh, and, hello to sam & jamie & nik & everyone.. later, Naomi - - we exchanged looks of surprised pleasure while fumbling for the right thing to say you leaned in and asked my name I smiled and told you, it never sounded so foreign - -- It's in these moments where I stop looking at you, in order to see you that I realize you are every bad thing you claim to be. - -- you say it's lonely in the world tonight and all shoulders found read "no vacancy" mine's unknown, unlisted...but you seek me out still and recount your woes to my personal silence as I mentally count the times you gave me false room when on your shoulder I did ask stay. - -- when the walls and sounds and evils are taken away will I be free then? or will my mind panick at the lack of constraint and form chains are barriers of its own volition --- so afraid am I of what I'd do left free to roam? - -- rip free of constraints when bindings are at their most vulnerable plunge into the light before eyes close to it forever move now, move swift faith will lead you from here but you must open the door. - -- open your eyes little boy the last of the crowd have left look away from your mothers dead body beaten and bruised killed by the peoples ignorance weep not at the knowledge, my child that your dear papa cast the first stone turn and walk away now as all bad memories burn away in the sun. - -- Billy loved Sally with all his might and gave her flowers & four letter words to keep her near. Sally loved love and the passion in his eyes so she stroked him in all the right places and he molded to her will. Sally loved how Billy loved her and poor Billy...well he just loved Sally. - -- words shrivel at my fingertips lifes breath witheld from these morsels for fear they effuse a cruel truth my pen will unknowingly relay to my raw unsuspecting soul. the ink runs dry, paper yellows, and tongues click in thirsty inpatient anticipation - but the words still die at my touch. - -- sticky fingers grasp lovingly for her sweaty palm - dirt beneath her nails scratches on her feet bruises on her skin - he smiles his watermelon grin and sweetly coos "coffee w/ your honey?" - -- it's a long warm summer of bikinis & buzzcuts lawnmowers and fresh paint and the best kind of nothing stretched across that chainlink fence. - -- when I sleep I can do cartwheels when I'm awake I trip over my own two feet when I sleep I can dance the miranga when I'm awake I groove only in the most secluded of places - -- my pet baby boy tried to disown me cause I'm too controlling -- but I wouldn't let him. - -- put into pasture a bird amongst sheep their blank eyes staring down my wings expanse. - -- every whispered lingering half-thought dissolved beneath your utter disregard (lack of notice?) for the very things you brought to face. - -- you don't call like you used to. your responses...luke warm in a rushed attempt at sincerity (at best). your smile's always elsewise induced -- no, you don't care like you used to. - -- never before and never again has such a voice in such a way sounded to such distances and such depths as to mend the heart all the while, shattering the soul. - -- I stopped searching for the pearls from the happy picture that never was I started to dress in ashes instead the remains of your dreams things that brought you comfort but only bring me a chill till I too abandoned those paths and found myself left there in the strange position of deciding my own road --- and why is it that at every fork on my newly discovered "freedom" I find your dream and your reminder of the path you never took --- but why must I? why must I fullfill all that with you could not? - -- heaven forbid some shread of solace should find existence apart from you lord help us if I should wake up one morning and suddenly not need you. - -- you're trapped so I'm trapped you're dying so I'm dying You feel pain then prick my skin you cry so I cry till I gather myself up and finally walk away from you --- tell me mother, what then? - -- It isn't that I fail to see the pain in your eyes so much as I fail to recognize it because I know I lack the devices needed to relieve you of these sufferings. - -- self induced explosion - the only cure for my madness-sadness brings only regret and with that tears-fears like leeches to my insides sucking away my raw underbelly till only a stone cold core remains. - -- we speak in verse about experiences of spirit innuendo & prose the most common of tongue we rhymn and digress and lengthy mental excursions and lay back to digest that which has been put before us precious jewels tiny tidbits of wisdom & wonder more valuable more treasured than the purest of golds. - -- leaving years & years I lived in that world outgrown long ago, I think... but still I remained eyes always on the top of that wall dreaming of escape. "home" slowly began to feel fake when in referance to that place something you say but don't feel... I suppose it's meant to turn that way. But now, this place in which I've resided feels more complete & right than the arms of my birth. every grain of my being aches at the thought of leaving my home and yet it seems... I still must go. ____________________________________________________________________ Get your own FREE, personal Netscape WebMail account today at http://webmail.netscape.com. ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #201 **********************************