From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #369 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, December 29 1999 Volume 02 : Number 369 * 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: swirl ["C. C. & S." ] ET: (no subject) [Tudegirl08@aol.com] ET: ~ twilight descends on our silhouettes&green apples ~ ["marty" ] ET: kevin etc [DPS8315@aol.com] Re: ET: kevin etc ["Kevin Pease" ] ET: ~disruptive flow~ [Naomi Vaughn ] ET: Are you already gone? (a song) [JewelAng@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 00:41:55 -0800 From: "C. C. & S." Subject: ET: swirl hey peeeeps well it's been awhile... james, how are you? hey nai, oo chil'... kevin, it's been awhile... hey doc babe :)... jamie i will write you... jon, write me, mwah... shivergirl you're so cool... etc. anyone know "raspberry swirl" by tori amos? it's such a great song...just checking anyway i've been doing okay...holidays were nice. as usual my musical talent (eek, that's not in existence really) can't keep up with lyrical inspiration, DAMNIT. but i'm still playing guitar, piano, and wanting to learn bass...learning, learning. here is some stuff from me lately xo love samara the ? angel * I’m trying not to remember That you once existed I told them You can afford to lose me I feel like I’m mellow soothing at a microphone Shadowed by falling light and Running my hands down my sides Clothes and eyes catching in glitter And you’re on the dance floor in slow motion but more I’m the bass beat And while I’m curled Vanishing into cushions You’re slow-swaying her in your arms In the dance moves you don’t possess No matter that I cut my hair and Stained my lashes to blend to the glistening Seeping ink and Catching pales in club silverstars Like a faceted disco ball It doesn’t figure in how sweet I make my voice Or how sexy the band is a lyrical explosion Of color in those wine-soaked moods You’ll be kissing her fingertips And loving the way the light fell on her face While she sways still in perfect shadows In your enveloping hot sleep arms And I’m knowing you’re with her While my pulse slowsteps dreams And my arms fold around only me In my solitude * neon skye purple orange blonde hair flying out behind her like a pair of wings. she is made of color, blended together like a famous painter's palette of hues that flow beyond the canvas with ease. a late night store flashing open, free and streaming kite. laughs, and purple glitter sprinkles down and scatters, glistening, on her hands that are smudged with ink, her clothes that flap around her, her feet and flashing orange-green eyes. the wind carries her purple sparkling laughter and it falls like stars on people at random, and for a moment they taste an effortless creativity, they smell the breeze of dreams beyond the ocean's horizon, they feel an overwhelming sense of vibrant life. and in her laughter she changes their lives, as people everywhere at random, follow the sparkling purple to their books, or sea docks, or pens. she confides in a flowing passion her desires, not knowing how she already makes them true. flashing, open; screaming, live; linking me, her phoenix companion, to what the sky can bring to being free. a neon flash of stars and lattes, a skye of a magical beautiful girl. * chains, never growing rusted and the lilac perfume glows and the lightening strike stains in that everlasting torrent of wind every burn throbs and intensifies every hour bites and crucifies is it smeared under your eyelids, dear? has it eaten you up enough yet? and i say, acid away acid away, acid away the hair, the air gets in my eyes each new chime tells the lies and every sting crucifies forever lets you in on the daze locked in haze bitten to the quick enough raged the blaze always more chewed to the flame, dear? chasing your whirlpool around claw the olives bite the sky lightening strikes to crucify why why echo why why why why echo why every bite intensifies every spark then crucifies * nothing i can say is good enough for you never is a big jump but it's what it's coming to thinking, it's time for a change stretch your range, scan your wings you know you've forgotten existed and everything pours down, come on, pours down you can escape the glow, you know, you know and every place i look to go washes down rain and everything pours down time for a change, a change, is time, scrape to reverse the curse of blind and stretch your wings and everything comes down, in time, everything pours down * Strawberry Rain I know it fits me being a bitch Trust me I can’t help it I know I make it as hard as possible As hard as possible on you I know excuses are a sick relief I know killing you Won’t excuse my pain But I’m surrounded by strawberry rain Strawberry rain I’m easy, manipulated I lean on you I’m manipulative Crave to upturn the bucket And hate it when it spills Slitting to drain with Rosemary bandages You try but it’s not enough And even if I knew it’d happen, it’s still as bad Strawberry rain Could have my cocaine and eat it too Could have my cocaine and eat it too But nothing I want is good enough for you Nothing I’d give would be enough for you I know without speaking just what you’re thinking And you don’t have to tell me But I know she’s not bleeding Well you can’t expect me to do the same No no no you can’t expect me to fall again Well the fact is it changed and it’s not the same No no no just don’t tell me you love me again Strawberry rain Strawberry rain All the world seems to know my faults Or maybe I just think they do But at least I’m over you, in theory Uproot every weed that has no home Time doesn’t move fast enough and it’s speeding It’s all made up and dripping into my pores Just don’t ask what I mean anymore Cause even without pain I’m in strawberry rain Strawberry rain Strawberry rain * slam it closed on me you cradle my face in your hand you slam it closed on me and I am no more than a trembler in the dark You slam it shut on me Slam it shut on me I wonder, did you expect me not to jump Reach out and catch the spark I am no more than a firefly princess And I’ve got a velveteen heart I am no more than a firefly princess And a velveteen heart Zeus hurled the lightening And Aphrodite knows no fear Through a keyhole light peers Silver in the tear drops rain drops down The closer comes winter The colder a mild wind blows Silver in the tear drops rain The neon daring woman is brought down I am no more than a firefly girl And I’ve got a velveteen heart I am no more than a firefly girl And I’ve got a velveteen heart I waited for it to feel Waited for it to be made real But in the teal of skylight it crashed You slam it closed on me a noiseless sound You slam it shut on me Blackberry current of angels light And you slam it closed on me I’m a trembler in the dark falling down down And I am no more than a firefly princess And I’ve got a velveteen heart I am no more than a firefly princess And a velveteen heart * Architecture like dancing words like horses in winter rain the time comes and leaves again like a jazz mood a feel good one time rain life’s sticky shadows move around you each hour shimmering in blue air brushes sky tear kisses eye and colors swarm your lips are warm I’m not lonely it’s only the rain Drops glisten leaves Blow in dark wind You know you’re loved The lights grow dim Going on the memories Voice feels trapped and free Colors swarm your breath gets warm I’m not lonely it’s only the rain ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 05:04:31 EST From: Tudegirl08@aol.com Subject: ET: (no subject) My first time ever posting to the list. Hope I did it right. Comments are welcome please don't be shy. Shelley "Size Small" Visiting the light of this room Conjures intimidating thoughts of you I feel your presence in the back of mind In every shirt I wear, you're the label I find Handle and clean with warm water and care You're often itchy and irritating, please beware The strings that hold you can easily be cut Even though you're coziness reminds me to style, to strut I wear a coat to capture, to hold you close to my skin Just knowing you're there from the outside in Everywhere I go, you're around the corner of my heart Just out of reach, but hardly apart ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 11:15:04 +0100 From: "marty" Subject: ET: ~ twilight descends on our silhouettes&green apples ~ hej et cetera's. ;) hearing ~songs fer me and my baby*~ into the night/motor homes/who comes? whatta coinci dance!? ;) smilesy to min¤*flicka-sötis &kara&holly&allofU (u comm-ants alwaysh appreciated. :) m..happy new why/too/kay/!!?? ntay kares^. ntertain&be nice&no entice ntay kmy advice wif spice.. martee. ¤ leading her/gentle walking beside/ over the fields/in dreamland/shadow her eyes/for her/smooth transition/ from twilight/into sunbeams/touching silky skin/inviting/to a new day/linger/ heartsoulspirit/together/knit like knot new day/adventures ahead/tubbies/ frens and tents/blown kyssar/across atlantic/in the form of/smack-kisses/ the kare of/the small/the lonely/lovely when we say always/meaning/twice/ just in case.. ¤ ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 13:03:31 +0100 From: "marty" Subject: ET: ~ unconditional things&tidal waves ~ ¤ just to say how close you are.. yes just you and i/we can.. talk without speaking.. feel without touching see without looking laugh without breath ~ask without hearing~ and when there are the things i want you to know so many things i never tell that's when i close my eyes and mind whispers out to you in analogous mindconnections digital *tech*nologyfadesaway for those sentences unspoken sinusoidal emotional feeling messages unsent yet still transatlantic steaming so that when you get to read my lips words~ will sound familiar? ¤ ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 13:07:53 EST From: DPS8315@aol.com Subject: ET: kevin etc In a message dated 12/29/99 12:02:18 AM US Eastern Standard Time, owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org writes: > I'm still here, and enjoying reading everybody's posts, but I'm just > really busy with work right now. Dont you people just love it when you see your name as the subject? lol well this one is a criticism -- kevin, love ya, but i'm hurt! cant believe you put other people's money above us...'course you did send in this lil post, so I suppose I can be content :) So how is everyone? And where is everyone? :) I'm sitting here, content after my 681 kills playing Red Alert, and I simply love reading the paper... OK so my 'signifiant other' had 'prior obligations' today and I'm bored :) Adding insult to injury, I cant write any of those rose-colored poems that make me feel good, and on top of it all, my throat is a little scratchy.. complain complain right? Everyone that posted a poem- if you asked for comments you're getting them MUWA HA HA HA and when I get my lazy ass around to posting, I expect the same :) :) :) sam, kara -- everyone, post something wont you? I need inspiration :) thanx for listening, expect mail- James ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 13:58:49 EST From: "Kevin Pease" Subject: Re: ET: kevin etc >From: DPS8315@aol.com >Dont you people just love it when you see your name as the >subject? lol Yer. It gives me one of those _wicked good_ warm fuzzy feelings. :) >well this one is a criticism -- kevin, love ya, but i'm hurt! cant >believe you put other people's money above us... Hey hey hey! I'm not putting other people's money above you all... I'm putting *my OWN* paycheck above you. If I don't get paid at the beginning of the month, it makes it rather difficult to pay an ISP for a dialup account, after all. So don't despair, it's all about my OWN benjamins, baby, and without them, I'm not around _at all_. :) You know that you guys are like, right up there on my list of important things after sleep, work, girlfriend, and a couple other things. :) >'course you did send in this lil post, so I suppose I can be >content :) You'll pretty much have to be content... in terms of "poetic" offerings, I ain't never been much of a participant here, so you'll have to be happy with this. :) I believe the only thing I ever wrote that got posted to this list was something that Jamie badgered me into sending a while back. If memory serves me correctly, I believe she threatened to do bodily harm if I didn't send it... (is she still around? Haven't seen her around in ages...) >So how is everyone? And where is everyone? :) I've seen better days, I've seen worse. Anyway. Back to work I go. Happy New Years, and all that. And folks, don't do anything stupid, like the two 17 year old kids who rolled their dad's brand new GMC Jimmy out in front of my house on Christmas Eve. Luckily, they walked away with only a few reasonably serious cuts (one of them spent a few hours in the emergency room having shards of glass picked out of his arm & getting his arm bandaged & stitched, the other ended up with a nice set of stitches on his scalp...), as well as some bumps, and bruises... but the truck... well, let's just say it wasn't in a "off-the-lot-new" condition. :) So if you're out driving with friends, remember, keep your eyes on the road, let your _passenger_ change the tape in the tape deck, don't drink & drive, and buckle the hell up; otherwise, you'll wind up living in a van down by the river. :) Kev - ---------- Kevin Pease kbpease@concentric.net ICQ UIN: 3106063 AOL IM: kbpease "May you dream you are dreaming in a warm soft bed / And may the voices inside you that fill you with dread / Make the sound of thousands of angels instead / tonight where you might be laying your head..." -----{Patty Griffin, "Nobody's Crying"}----- ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: 29 Dec 99 10:00:32 CST From: Naomi Vaughn Subject: ET: ~disruptive flow~ and i'd like to scream but i'm afraid of the consequences of shattering this non-silence and I guess that's just like me crank the stero up louder and louder and louder still dance and laugh and fly but heaven forbid the energy takes hold and you just scream - -- I stuppose i'd have to instantly fall heart over head for any fella who could decipher my madness - -- cherry tart apple pie and fresh squeezed pinemelon lime-aide it's a burning summer day burning flesh burning feet burning steaks burning ears - -- ecstasy love forever words tossed about in a sick three-ring circus a neverending game of hide and seek where you never find me but I always lose - -- sticky static crunchy curls - -- "silence is golden," he says silent utterings penetrate the last tie that was holding us apart, or was it together? - -- waiting for the telephone it's quiet too quiet and it's funny how I never expect it in this silence but instead I hope for it in the crazy minutes the noisy seconds between pauses "and i'll pretend that this is real / cuz this is what i like best" ~Ani DiFranco, "Gravel" ____________________________________________________________________ Get your own FREE, personal Netscape WebMail account today at http://webmail.netscape.com. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 29 Dec 1999 17:40:54 EST From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: ET: Are you already gone? (a song) Are you already gone? The black of your heart collided with mine Do you have no remorse? Are you already gone? Hate was your friend love was an enemy but they lived next door Chorus: Your hate was consuming you your too far from here their destruction was your dream are you already gone? Pain was your power do you regret what you did? Are you ready gone? life was your enemy death was a friend but they lived next door (repeat chorus) Fire was your destruction your soul was already dead no breath was your day light **** beating heart was your night **** the moon was a curse but she lived next door (repeat chorus) (Ending is just repeating "Are you already gone" and fading out) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The lines with the stars I don't really like. Can anyone help me say something like that but have it sound better? Comments wanted!!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rebecca http://www.angelfire.com "I'm left here with my hands all awkward trying to mend space." -Jewel ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #369 **********************************