From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #232 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, August 13 1999 Volume 02 : Number 232 * 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: my webpage [Angeljlr98@aol.com] ET: a bunch of person poems [Summer ] ET: some other poems [Mandabear Four ] ET: food for thought [Mandabear Four ] ET: poem for your approval [Mandabear Four ] Re: ET: food for thought [ShadieBlu@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 12 Aug 1999 05:09:07 EDT From: Angeljlr98@aol.com Subject: ET: my webpage Hi everyone! After months of reworking everything (those of you who know me know how much of a pain in the ass it's been)...my webpage is finally up and going. SO to celebrate, I think everyone should go. =) It's at http://members.tripod.com/jamieangel/grey-matter.html or Grey Matter. Tell me what you think of it. And Lane and Cilla, I know you 2 have good browsers...will you go through and tell me if any of the links are broken, or if it looks to crappy? Thank you! Love, Jamie ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 12 Aug 1999 02:25:22 -0500 From: Summer Subject: ET: a bunch of person poems Samara dear wrote that rad poem about me, and inspired me to write about 3 people I think are beautiful... JOSH Somewhere deep behind the gold in your eyes Is a soulchild whose hair matches mine You laugh and all the stars are in my ears "You make me happy" may be a cliche but it's true Cuz when you cry all the blood is in my hands and "you're killing me" is a cliche too But it's okay with you It's okay when it's love, maybe You're, quite simply, everything And when you laugh everything is clear And you are pure and I am too with you You're not afraid I want to be like that to not be scared every day that someone's gonna hurt me to not be scared in a way that you really are going to kill me But it's okay when it's love, maybe and it's okay when it's you beautiful and dark and laughing laughing and the stars are in my ears KATE you are grey you are every day on my mind you are going away take me with you i know i don't have a say but without you or, rather, without the dream of you the memory of the way you used to be, with out the thoughts of you what would i do? you are beautiful and no one can see it like i do no one can understand they all think you're pretty even he just thinks you're pretty they haven't seen the beauty they can't see past the grey to the rainbow inside i miss you and you're standing here and i want everyone to see your rainbow you are my beautiful friend "best friends" what does that mean, anyway? all i know is that you're beautiful and you are grey and you are in every color and you are in every word i say and you are going away SAMARA smile sun shine on me and you play and you are the sun and i could go on forever bright star lighting a way and you write and you are the sky and i could go on forever do you know? do you know how beautiful you are and how much you shine, my angelsunstar? do you know? do you know how you saved me every day and how hearing from you keeps me sane? angel girl crying my tears and you laugh and you are so much of me and i could go on forever - -- - -Summer- http://boingyboingy.com AOLIM: Summie Star ICQ: 3981586 E-mail: summer@boingyboingy.com "Admit the truth. That when you look closely, people are so strange and so complicated that they're actually... beautiful. Possibly even me." - -My So-Called Life ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 11 Aug 1999 08:10:30 -0400 From: Mandabear Four Subject: ET: some other poems These were written by me... She stood there while the people rushed about In her world there was only him though. He stood there looking down at her face I didn't mean to let things go that far She waits and plays with her flashlight expectantly There aren't words for how she feels In fact she's turned herself off There's no way she's going to subject herself again I guess it doesn't matter why she stood there in silence There are no words to say Her sigh of exasperation is all he needs to know. `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` I lay here fighting sleep My adrenaline has worn out I am falling Tonight I will sleep without your hand in mine I think of how alone you must feel Moving away is never easy I wish I could take away your pain And only show you the joy you deserve There aren't words worthy of the love I have for you So now i lay me down to sleep And I want you to know that I feel lost Without you, my best friend, my other half. To my best friend Katy...we slept hand in hand at camp. She cried herself to sleep every night because she was moving the day camp was over... ~Mandabear~ The Forever Seeking Teen 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: Wed, 11 Aug 1999 08:02:53 -0400 From: Mandabear Four Subject: ET: food for thought I'm sending this out for a couple of reasons. One, to spark conflict and discussion and two, to get everyone to think about their lives. If I am too off colored then please tell me. I don't want to upset anyone. I'm just curious about what affect this poem will have on others. I was read this poem at this Christian camp I just went to and it opened the floor to a great and efffective discussion that lasted for three hours. If you don't like it, please let me know but don't kill me with criticism. Just simply tell me you don't like it and if you do like it, tell me that also. I didn't write this poem. It's by an English poet named Les Barker. They all build me different buildings, And they kneel within them to pray; They all know a different me, And they all think they know what I say. They're wasting themselves and their planet, With their everlasting eye for an eye; they think that I constantly help them, But I've never known how or why. They think their me is the true one, they all think they know that they're right; They think I condemn all the others, They think I that I tell them to fight. They think that they march for my glory, They think only I can know why; Who can find meaning in murder, And glory when millions die? I wish I could speak to these people So sad and so stupid, so odd; If only I knew how to help them, But who can you ask when you're God? By: Les Barker ___________________________________________________________________ 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: Wed, 11 Aug 1999 11:59:32 -0400 From: Mandabear Four Subject: ET: poem for your approval I wrote this in july after a youth group outing. Enjoy and comments are always welcome. also, i don't have a title...any ideas? ~Untitled~ Strolling down the Farmington River and my eyes meet yours. I can see right through you. Your pretentious lies and words bounce soundlessly off my hardened heart. You think because you change your image your person follows but you are wrong. the person you are will always be there Lurking behind your eyes and waiting to roll off of your tongue. I want to hate you for using me...but I can't. I must have deserved it. Afterall, I wasn't always honest with my feelings either It's not your decision to make me pay for my mistakes though. ~Mandabear~ The Forever Seeking Teen 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: Thu, 12 Aug 1999 18:17:15 EDT From: ShadieBlu@aol.com Subject: Re: ET: food for thought The poem is interesting. But I personally think it was written by someone disallusioned with religion or God. I am a Christian and I believe in God, but I am by no means perfect. I believe there is only one true God. Shelia ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #232 **********************************