From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V2 #234 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 Sunday, August 15 1999 Volume 02 : Number 234 * 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: ... ["Rachel Musser" ] ET: seclusion ["~* cymbaline *~" ] ET: Wasting Away ["~* cymbaline *~" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sat, 14 Aug 1999 21:40:55 -0300 From: "Rachel Musser" Subject: ET: ... @~ Angels ~@, Hi. I wrote this poem because I was thinking a lot today. One of the thoughts that crossed my mind was how unfair it is to tell people you are going to hell. I mean, I have seen a parent tell a kid they are going to hell because they don't belive in the god that they believe in. That just really saddens me. I think of how scared a child must be to hear about what some people's definition of hell is and for the child to get the mindset that that is where they are going. If we are supposed to be kind I think that we should let people create what they would like to create and let it be at that. So this poem is about parents telling a young girl that she is going to hell. I hope this doesn't offend anyone. I am not trying to change anyone's beliefs about anything just to let you know. Anyway, this poem is supposed to sound childish because it is supposed to be a little girl telling it so here goes: When I grow up I'm going to hell I would live life fully but I can't Cause I don't want to hear the devil rave and rant I want to live like there's no tomorrow Yet the sooner that there is no next day Is the sooner I'll be in hell you say I'll be in hell you say I've wished that I could see what you do on every star in the sky I've spent all my money on wishing wells I pick four leaf clovers as my child hood runs by But I can't seem to dig myself out of the hole in which I fell As the church shakes it's finger saying I'm going to hell I'm going to hell I would live life fully but I can't Cause I don't want to hear the devil rave and rant I want to live like there's no tomorrow Yet the sooner that there is no next day Is the sooner I'll be in hell you say I'll be in hell you say Wanting to believe in your faith I'm trying to cling to something I thought creating my own beliefs would be safe But Mommy's saying that soon for me the bells of hell will ring Soon for me the bells of hell will ring I would live life fully but I can't Cause I don't want to hear the devil rave and rant I want to live like there's no tomorrow Yet the sooner that there is no next day Is the sooner I'll be in hell you say I'll be in hell you say If I don't turn around right now You tell me I'm going down below But Daddy I don't understand how I haven't started anywhere so there's nowhere for me to go But you say the devil will cry out my name and dance to and fro and dance to and fro I would live life fully but I can't Cause I don't want to hear the devil rave and rant I want to live like there's no tomorrow Yet the sooner that there is no next day Is the sooner I'll be in hell you say I'll be in hell you say The teacher in school asked us Where we wanted to live when we grew up I told them hell but tell me why you made a fuss?? You always tell me someday I will drink blood from the devil's cup I will drink blood from the devil's cup I would live life fully but I can't Cause I don't want to hear the devil rave and rant I want to live like there's no tomorrow Yet the sooner that there is no next day Is the sooner I'll be in hell you say I'll be in hell you say Since you say the clock is ticking I decided to go down there earlier than I was supposed to To me too loud were the bells' ringing I don't think you'll worry cause you know where I'll be anyway so My heart says no but you say that's where I'll go So now I might as well go Be sure to visit http://www.Garfield.com ! Get your free customized E-mail from http://gmail.garfield.com ! ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 15 Aug 1999 03:40:21 GMT From: "~* cymbaline *~" Subject: ET: seclusion Darkened room a little girl all alone in a concrete world Crying... Crying... love is sought Drwoning... Drowning... in a flood of thoughts Falling... Falling... Depths of despair "Help me..." "Help me..." No one cares "Save me... Save me... from all this hate" Dying... Dying... It's too late Darkened room a little girl dies alone in a concrete world. - -cymbaline- 1/97 _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 15 Aug 1999 03:40:36 GMT From: "~* cymbaline *~" Subject: ET: Wasting Away Time has surrounded me and it has swallowed me whole. I dwell in my own silent thoughts so no one will ever know that I lay beside a raging sea without destiny. Lightning strikes a thousand times, Oh, why can't it hit me? The weather is so stormy and I'm drowning in my fears. I keep dwelling on my life to know from the past years. Was it worth my living for? Some questions come to mind. Are you friend or are you foe, are you wasting my damn time? I'm wasting away I'm fading from today. I'd like to see the universe but I'm secluded in this hell. I'm weighted down in water that covers me, but you can't tell that I'm wasting away before your eyes, You're too ignorant to see. You're too involved with sex and shit and all this senseless, bad TV I'm wasting away I'm fading from today. All my dreams are fading into oblivion. And all that ever mattered crumbles into dust. It blows away into midnight, and the darkness makes it hard to see all the myths and tales of goodness that were ever told to me. I'm wasting away I'm fading from today. I can't believe I know nothing other than of pain and suicide Or maybe it just seems that way because I want to die. Is there more to life than this ocean beside me? Or should I get up and walk into and underneath the sea? I'm wasting away I'm fading away. It's getting hard to keep myself from ending my misery. I know that times are supposed to be tough But I don't see why it has to be. I sit up, I stand erect I'm staring at the horizon. I take a breath, I start to walk Water covers me, I'm gone... I wasted away I faded from today I wasted away - -cymbaline- 12-10-97 _______________________________________________________________ Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. Visit http://www.msn.com ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V2 #234 **********************************