From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #103 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 Monday, March 27 2000 Volume 03 : Number 103 * 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 V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: tonight's sick thoughts on hurt [BRONCOBAND@aol.com] ET: Midnight Song [RedWoodenBeads@aol.com] ET: All to well...(Stupid title) [JADED022@aol.com] ET: more random thoughts ["BigBlueJr  " ] ET: New York, New York [JewelAng@aol.com] ET: New poem [JewelAng@aol.com] ET: attention all writers ["BigBlueJr  " ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2000 01:18:37 EST From: BRONCOBAND@aol.com Subject: ET: tonight's sick thoughts on hurt Not poetry, just feelings... at least being hurt gives you something to blame and you can feel like a victim but being the one who hurts is scathing residual loathing of the self either side of the situation makes you feel worthless i hurt you i pay the price forfit my rights to love you to want you to spend time with you so where's that god loving forgiveness no one's perfect but since i'm not, it's time to die i can't take the guilt knowing i'm shit your ultimate revenge - -- guilt trip -- my ultimate revenge - -- suicide -- do you miss me? i love too many people so when i can't handle each one wanting to be the only one all have been cheated i am the whore and yet i thought i did well keeping my hands off all of them not enough i still made the mistake they still hate i still love and everyone is now alone I guess I've been needing to get that off my chest for a while now...sorry. Laura ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2000 12:05:05 EST From: RedWoodenBeads@aol.com Subject: ET: Midnight Song Alright, folks, this is something I wrote last year as August was coming to a close. I just found it in my old notebook, and I felt like sharing. It's not the best of things, but, oh well. Here ya go.... Midnight Song 12:43 A.M. It's time to fall back On these dreamy lullabies Pulled from The Earth's hat Found a dove there with pearl eyes And we were kissing in our minds Falling through our lives And I could touch the milk moon I was digging through their smiles Somebody take me away soon So I laid myself back And gazed up at the ice sky I see people swimming from the past I dived into my goodbyes And it's something in the woodwork Something in your skin Can't fall out of love with you So I kick at the dirt, suck my thumb I love all this blue Tell me what is this about? Can I feed you with my soul? I'm sick of the pavement and the Earth Gotta get to the moon It's the end of the summer And the days aren't getting colder And I wonder what now As everything gets older I smile as I lose my mind Falling behind Everything's a sin The people know how to finish But they forgot how to begin Joe your mother recognizes all your desperate displays and she watches all her babies drift violently away http://www.chickpages. com/musicmania/joepages ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2000 17:54:15 EST From: JADED022@aol.com Subject: ET: All to well...(Stupid title) Why does my life make sense to me, when no one else understands? I dunno...just thinking too hard today. Life is beautiful...well, for the moment. And everyone around me is sad...Hope it wont be contagious after too long! ~Jade~ His sad eyes reflect his quiet soul. His lack of conviction shows in his slowly warping spine. He hangs his head in self-pity and contempt. All passion that ever was is gone. He sighs deeply, gazing listlessly at a gray world that surrounds him in his mind. He feels trapped, sad, alone. He looks at me with hope and despair, equally abundant in his glossy eyes. I reach out to him, and his soul burns brighter...but only for an instant, for then he remembers how alone he is, and the absence of the once-familiar glow hurts. He turns away, receding into his defense he puts up to the world, pitying himself once more. ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2000 17:59:30 CST From: "BigBlueJr  " Subject: ET: more random thoughts yup, you guessed it. more from me. i've been writting so much latley... [me] //brian.lost-souls\\ http://envy.nu/brian When the rain falls to the ground I think of you and all that you did against me The beauty of the rain and the fresh evening air cannot compare to your beauty and the warmth you gave me but as i stand in the rain i grow to feel alone and terribly cold Why did you leave me? * you were my first true love and i hate you for it the love you gave me was no more than a dream * o spite, o hell if i could only tell what it is you're feeling tonight so i could know precisley how to hold you in my arms again * you told me you would always love me well if this is love then why am I wasting my time searching for it again * boxes full of our history our life boxes being prepared to abandon the life we had together * i dont understand how things can change so suddenly to complicate my already complex life is simplicity no longer an option? * i am different i like to think and yet i'm afraid it's not ture for there are pleny other sad and alone people in pain like me maybe if we all would congregate we could survive but we are all scattered around surviving by ourselves in this world of misery * i like to think that when you're this far down the only place to go is up you've proved me wrong * ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2000 18:58:44 EST From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: ET: New York, New York So Saturday, I was just in New York City for the first time in my life. My thoughts. Feedback would be loved. New York, New York I. It is this a strange land. It is filled with people searching for what cannot be found. It is a land that swallows dreams and spits them back up like used rubber. II. Don't get me wrong... it's a nice place to see... I... just don't want to settle myself there. I cannot see why people love it so. It eats people in little spoonfuls. It turns some hard... III. I don't see why people there don't wish for open space. A place where trees are grown natural. A place where you have space to breathe. IV. They looked in distaste at the land. They put scorn upon it. They don't understand one thing. The Earth cannot help but be what humans make it. V. We visited St. Patrick's Cathedral, it was so beautiful.. it almost made me want to believe in God. VI. It feeds like a sickness spreading further into depths unknown. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Rebecca - -------------------------------- http://nettrash.com/users/majesticramblings .majestic.ramblings. http://www.envy.nu/souls Common hearts with common souls http://www.angelfire.com/yt/horns My horns keep up my halo Webring - ----------------------------------- "There is all this love but nowhere for it to grow each second continually devours the next and we're moving too fast for it to fasten its roots to the wind" ~*Jewel*~ ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2000 19:32:54 EST From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: ET: New poem New..blah blah blah Feedback loved. I try so hard to love you but you are so unlovable I could not touch you if I tried, You are the dead which cannot be seen I tried to hold you but I couldn't wrap my arms upon you I tried so hard to love you but are so unlovable - -------------------------------- http://nettrash.com/users/majesticramblings .majestic.ramblings. http://www.envy.nu/souls Common hearts with common dreams http://www.angelfire.com/yt/horns My horns keep up my halo Webring - ----------------------------------- "There is all this love but nowhere for it to grow each second continually devours the next and we're moving too fast for it to fasten its roots to the wind" ~*Jewel*~ ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2000 19:02:39 CST From: "BigBlueJr  " Subject: ET: attention all writers Hey everyone! I'm spitting out website like crazy latley, and I'm making plans for my newest site, which is actually a remake of an old site. If anyone remembers, I used to have a site called "Reflections." I closed it down because it really sucked, and i got bored with it. But I've decided to remake it. What it is is pretty much a big collection some of mine and other people's poetry and literature. So here's the deal: I need some of your work. Anything you have, I'd love to include on my site. I'll put your copyright, a link your website if you have one, anything your little heart desires we can work out. So send it my way. If you can, upload it as a .txt, or a .doc or something if you have it saved on your computer as that. If not, just copy and paste, it's just a lot easier to have the document. Or if you have a website with all a bunch of your poetry on it, send me the url, and what ones you like best, and I'll include them. Ok, if you have any questions, email me! I hope I wasn't too confusing. [me] //brian.lost-souls\\ http://envy.nu/brian ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #103 **********************************