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Today's Subjects: ----------------- Re: [ET: Re: rape: turning pain into love] [genben@usa.net] Re: [ET: Re: rape: turning pain into love] [genben@usa.net] ET: The Black Hole(poem) [Seth Fulmer ] [none] [Seth Fulmer ] ET: Wierd Day(poem) [Seth Fulmer ] ET: Losing Faith(poem) [Seth Fulmer ] Re: ET: to joe about abortion ["~* cymbaline *~" ] ET: Rape/abortion ["~* cymbaline *~" ] Re: ET: Re: abortion/adoption/church and state [JewelAng@aol.com] Re: ET: Rape/abortion [zerocool@sunlink.net (Niki)] ET: Creative Interlude from Abortion [JewelAng@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: 27 Apr 00 18:55:58 EDT From: genben@usa.net Subject: Re: [ET: Re: rape: turning pain into love] > The thing that really distinguishes me on the abortion issue is I have > experience. NO! YOU DO NOT HAVE EXPERIENCE! Joe, Until you are a woman who has had an abortion, you have NO EXPERIENCE ON THIS ISSUE WHATSOEVER. It is arrogant and disrespectful to even suggest that you do. Shame on you. How DARE you even make such a comment. ____________________________________________________________________ Get free email and a permanent address at http://www.netaddress.com/?N=1 ------------------------------ Date: 27 Apr 00 18:55:58 EDT From: genben@usa.net Subject: Re: [ET: Re: rape: turning pain into love] > The thing that really distinguishes me on the abortion issue is I have > experience. NO! YOU DO NOT HAVE EXPERIENCE! Joe, Until you are a woman who has had an abortion, you have NO EXPERIENCE ON THIS ISSUE WHATSOEVER. It is arrogant and disrespectful to even suggest that you do. Shame on you. How DARE you even make such a comment. ____________________________________________________________________ Get free email and a permanent address at http://www.netaddress.com/?N=1 ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 19:01:39 -0400 (EDT) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: The Black Hole(poem) Hey there everyone, I'm sending out some of my old poems. I wrote this and the next poem a while ago when I was at home with my parents...sorta wierd both of them are(Oh God I sound like Yoda now!). Anyhow, like here is the first one of the wierd ones. If you don't want my poems, let me know and I won't send them. Take cares and Have a Good Day!! -Seth ========================================================== The Black Hole by Seth D. Fulmer 4-7-00 I open up a black hole A singularity divine to place all of my rage and passion It travels along with me Where I go, it follows To the ends of creation and beyond When an opportunity arises to take full advantage of another It sucks the possibility from beneath me Sometimes I do wish that it did not exist, that I could corrupt and be corrupted by passion But having around one entity that loves me is much better than having ten ones that don't ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 19:05:56 -0400 (EDT) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: [none] Hey everyone, just the 2nd of the "wierd" poems. Let me know what you think. Take cares. -Seth =================================== I wish I were by Seth D. Fulmer 4-8-00 I wish I were a butterfly, fluttering, flying, fancy free My only goal would be a flame without thought of what it would do Just the same, I wish I could fly metaphorically towards a girl caring not if she says yes or no or if she's already taken I wish I were a planet in this solar system so large Even if I were say Mars or Venus My friends Mercury and Earth are close by Perhaps though I were Jupiter or Saturn or any of the outer planet bodies They all have with their moons a close-knit lunar family No matter what planet I ended up really The lifetime dwarfs many times that of humans I could watch Hellen Hunt win an oscar in one and make crops fail horribly in another I wish I were a cat, someone's feline companion Everyone with a heart loves a cat and to be someone's pet without referring to a whip makes the energy in my heart put hurricanes to shame When somebody touches me, physically or verbally with a hug, kiss, or mentioning my name even To be picked up and held, like a canine or feline and, or petted makes my heart really flutter ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 19:07:55 -0400 (EDT) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: Wierd Day(poem) Hey everyone, I wrote this Monday when I as in a Manic state still after I asked this girl Melissa out that I said in my poem the few days ago. If you don't want to receive my poems, let me know. Take cares and Have a Great Day! -Seth ======================================================== Wierd Day by Seth D. Fulmer 4-24-00 I can't believe I just did that I asked somebody out right then and there without thinking twice I really am quite a moron I had no sleep last night yet I'm totally not tired I have more energy than the reactor at Chernobyl just before it decided to blow She said she had to think about it To me, that's as good as "no" My frown has started to shape on my face But it can not beat my smile. I do not know what's wrong with me I ask girls out left and right and fail Normally I'd just tell myself "Lay off a while" But today I just get up and at them. I wonder what wonders yet await me I have a class and then nothing more this evening Oh God Please be so nice Don't let me break my heart My day has been nothing but Splendor ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 19:17:04 -0400 (EDT) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: Losing Faith(poem) Hey everyone..I'm sorta feeling better now..not much..but this I wrote this afternoon during my Chem class. This is the last of the poems for now. Let me know if you don't want to receive my poems anymore. Also comments and all that are welcome. Take cares and Have a Great Day! -Seth ============================================================== Losing Faith by Seth D. Fulmer 4-27-00 I can not explain the strange way I feel apathetic boredom yet accompanied with energy I'm sick in the body, and I think in the mind I'm going to see the doctor, but I want to just die A few days ago, I was happy, so joyful! Today though I feel like I'm a burden to everyone The results of my midterms say I'm perfectly average Yet everytime I speak today, I'm more wrong than a riot I'm losing it fast, or I lost it already I'm not taking risks; I'm withdrawn to myself I feel like giving up; I'm a useless piece of excrement Why don't I just take a highly toxic drug with alcohol? ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 23:22:01 GMT From: "~* cymbaline *~" Subject: Re: ET: to joe about abortion >From: JewelAng@aol.com >To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org >Subject: Re: ET: to joe about abortion >Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 10:49:05 EDT > >In a message dated 4/27/00 9:01:50 AM Eastern Daylight Time, >cymbaline76@hotmail.com writes: > ><< and her boyfriend was supportive throughout the whole thing. >> > > >But was he supportive AFTERWARDS? Why wouldn't he be? It would be awfully selfish of him. He loved her. They were together 2 years before she got raped, and they stayed together, and yes, he was supportive. If he wasn't... shows how much he loved her, huh? They got married, by the way... and her son will be 6 years old. kelly ________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 23:30:25 GMT From: "~* cymbaline *~" Subject: ET: Re: abortion/adoption/church and state >but why should some poor woman who has been assaulted have to go through >nine months of pregnancy, LABOR, and the unbelieveable mental trauma of >giving up a baby for adoption? just because she was attacked? how is that >not an infringment of HER RIGHTS? what gives her the right to determine the fate of an unborn child, who deserves to live? its not the baby's fault she was raped, (NOT saying it was hers), but to punish this innocent child for something it didn't do? and if the woman didn't give the kid up for adoption, I'm sure she'd love the child as HER OWN.... I could never kill my own flesh and blood. Even if I was raped. And yes, I was raped once. I feared being pregnant, only because I didn't want to tell my parents my boyfriend raped me. IF I did get pregnant, I would have gone through w/ the pregnancy, despite the fact my boyfriend was the biggest, violent, asshole. > >I have an ex who is adopted and i cannot even begin to tell you the issues >(serious need-professional-help issues) that it causes for him. For some >others, it is fine, but there is no way to tell. That might have nothing to do w/ him being adopted. Alot of people have serious mental problems >one other thing no one has mentioned.... > >seperation of church and state in this country??? > >i know many religions are against abortion. just because one is against abortion, doesn't make them a religion activist. >that does not give them any >rights to legislate anything. seperation of church and state was one of the >main reasons this country was founded. No were were founded as "one nation, under God". Separation came later. Kelly ________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 19:33:05 -0400 (EDT) From: Seth Fulmer Subject: ET: assault Hey everyone, Ok..this is just to the ET group and Nicole cuz she goes here and stuff. This is true as I experienced it. Before I was finished typing the first of the poems, I hear this girl screaming. Now, I thought it was just some people playing around so I tried to ignore it and even the girl sitting next to me in the Computing center(the Korman Center) thought the same thing when we were talking later. Well, the screaming got louder and closer and I look over and see this girl looking upset and she was crying and her hair looked frazzled...running towards the door(pardon my language/grammar). Anyhow, like then I see this man running towards the door too and she's screaming "He has my stuff!", so I took it to mean a theft. Perhaps it's just my state of mind now but I don't put up with people who steal and don't give back if caught. I mean...I guess maybe it's a little hypocritical(I don't care!), but like if you steal and get away with it...Good for you! If you get caught though, be respectful and give the stuff back! But because of that I ran out to keep him from running out the door but 2 guys from the computing center were there first and did it. The police were called and I really now value(that could change) the police in America. I was psyched to run after him if he ran. Nobody...I repeat Nobody steals...I guess one would say I consider it taboo sorta. The guy from what I saw personally had only a few teeth and I know it may be stereotypical but I don't think(because of that) he was a student...in that case I don't see why he was in the Korman center in the first place. You need ID and password to use the computers and only students have those. Evidently, after overhearing people after the event...he attacked her. They said he wripped large portions of her hair out and banged her against the wall. Assaulting someone without provocation as well to me is a request for war. I will grant that request for anyone. Now I just heard over the one cop's com thing that they're taking the girl to the hospital. Geez! Where did people's respect for others go in society today? 100, 200, 1000 years ago, people attacked for a reason. Brutus killed Caesar for a reason..and neither of them were poor. Even the poor had humility. I hope you guys don't feel uncomfortable hearing this because it's nothing one couldn't find in the papers but it just really irritated me. Well, I'll stop ranting and get off here. Take cares and Have a Good Day. :/ Seth D. Fulmer mailto:kaosking@voicenet.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 23:45:52 GMT From: "~* cymbaline *~" Subject: ET: Rape/abortion Okay.... how the hell does abortion alieviate the tramua of rape? how does pregnancy/having a bay make it worse? no matter what, you're gonna live w/ that pain. the abortion won't heal anything. It wont even mean the rape never happened. and how can you not love your own child when it is born, regardless of who the father is? YOU are its mother, and to think that you can not love your own child, (no matter who the father), is horrible! Kelly ________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 19:48:23 EDT From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: Re: ET: Re: abortion/adoption/church and state In a message dated 4/27/00 7:33:08 PM Eastern Daylight Time, cymbaline76@hotmail.com writes: << No were were founded as "one nation, under God". Separation came later >> Yes, but didn't people first come to the New World because they wanted to worship how they choose? Rebecca - -------------------------------- http://www.envy.nu/ophelia Ophelia Spins http://nettrash.com/users/majesticramblings .majestic.ramblings. http://www.envy.nu/souls Common hearts with common dreams (cliques) http://www.angelfire.com/yt/horns My horns keep up my halo (webring) - ----------------------------------- Into the night of the heart your name drops slowly and moves in silence and falls and breaks and spreads its water *Pablo Neruda* ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 20:14:05 -0500 From: zerocool@sunlink.net (Niki) Subject: Re: ET: Rape/abortion Personally it would make me sick to have to look at a child made by a rapist... A part of both him and me... It would look like him, it would look like me. A little of both. It would make me sick to have a 'unified' one of both him and i (know what i'm trying to say?) Abortion doesn't make the trauma of rape go away. But it would alleviate the trauma of having to see a little *youandhim* every day of your life. And I'm sorry, but putting myself in the position of a father for a moment- I wouldn't be able to handle looking at him/her either... Because it would look like both him and her... It would make me think every day how someone raped my spouse... I think that would be just a *bit* difficult to cope with EVERY DAY OF YOUR LIFE. >Okay.... > >how the hell does abortion alieviate the tramua of rape? >how does pregnancy/having a bay make it worse? > >no matter what, you're gonna live w/ that pain. >the abortion won't heal anything. It wont even mean the rape never happened. > >and how can you not love your own child when it is born, regardless of who >the father is? YOU are its mother, and to think that you can not love your >own child, (no matter who the father), is horrible! > >Kelly >________________________________________________________________________ >Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 27 Apr 2000 20:12:34 EDT From: JewelAng@aol.com Subject: ET: Creative Interlude from Abortion This is a fictional letter, I wrote last week on my grandmothers old typewriter. I just fixed it up a little bit and typed it. Feedback would be loved. I haven't written anything in a while. Rebecca Remembered, I don't know what to say to you. Yet still I sit here typing to you on an old typewriter. I bet you think I'm crazy writing you this letter. But so be it. Still I write, but I don't know why. My heart doesn't seem to understand all this confusion. I need Paris again. I need you by my side, giddy from the red wine you would drink while we were together. I miss the kisses where you tasted like sweet, sweet red wine. Do you miss those cold fall nights like I do? Do they haunt you deeply like they do me? Do you remember how some nights, while walking home, I'd have to hold you up, as you giggle, walking back to our room? I lift my hands off of the keys and smell them. They smell of this dusty typewriter, and it reminds me of you. It reminds me of when you would type your novel, on that old typewriter your mother bought you so long ago. I remember your other smell too. The smell that was all your own. You smell stays lodged in my nostrils and lungs. Your still here with me. Sometimes while looking through the things I took to Paris, I imagine I can still smell you, clinging to my things. You smelled of stars, love, and man. It will always be your scent filled with poison. I guess I am still infatuated. But you became more than a pretty face to me. You became something special. You were mine, if only for a glimpse of time. Remember those beautiful starless nights we spent together on the bridge, just looking up at the dark sky and kissing? God, I remember so well. It feels like I'm still there. Maybe I am. If I came back to Paris, would you have a new woman, or would you be by yourself, waiting for my love again. Somehow, I doubt the later. I'm afraid to send this letter and find out. I'm afraid of the truth. I'm afraid to find out if your letter would be full of roses or thorns. Have you ever forgotten that night, our first night together? The one where you held me tight to your chest? Do you remember how after, you sang me to sleep with a voice full of love and tenderness? Did you just brush that loving aside, or do you still hold that memory close to your heart? I forgive you now. I thought you should know. One last thing, I miss your thick tongue that held such beautiful words and kisses for me. I hope those words and kisses meant something, and that I wasn't just another one of your things. I don't want to be another one of your things. Signed, Forgotten - -------------------------------- http://www.envy.nu/ophelia Ophelia Spins http://nettrash.com/users/majesticramblings .majestic.ramblings. http://www.envy.nu/souls Common hearts with common dreams (cliques) http://www.angelfire.com/yt/horns My horns keep up my halo (webring) - ----------------------------------- Into the night of the heart your name drops slowly and moves in silence and falls and breaks and spreads its water *Pablo Neruda* ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #171 **********************************