From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #210 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, May 26 2000 Volume 03 : Number 210 * 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: a little poem ["Claudia" ] ET: a kiss ["Janadell" ] ET: a little piece of me [Naomi ] ET: shivers down my spine, i need some love... [Katherine Alexandra ] ET: I Am Sick ["stephen" ] ET: Blunt [Annie ] Re: ET: I Am Sick ["~* cymbaline *~" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 25 May 2000 09:48:25 +0200 From: "Claudia" Subject: ET: a little poem It's just that special way you breathe that makes me feel alive. It's just that sweet way you say that little word that makes me fall in love over and over and over again. Only when you say my name in the wrong way i realize nobody has ever known me but you. Only when i hear you yawn i believe angels can be sleepy too. ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 25 May 2000 21:55:46 +1000 From: "Janadell" Subject: ET: a kiss Tears: How can it be that I can imagine no greater betrayal than a soft warm kiss? Our lips found each other for the first time It felt so....my breath still catches Six years later you will never know my dreams You who knew me and knows me still, all but this.... I hide it behind the cheery voice, the smiling face of your reliable old friend who can be trusted to never cause you discomfort I guard it more greedily than any of my dirty little secrets; My life, my love, my soul, my best friend Can a kiss mean nothing between two people who love? It throbs in my memory, mocking any attempt at meaningful embrace which is as blurry and as faded as a carbon-copy in it's shadow; It still stings more than a thousand pantomimes of complete surrender Years later it still seems like just last night... you held me so tenderly I almost believed you *^*^*^*barefootsoul*^*^*^* ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 25 May 2000 12:45:40 -0700 (PDT) From: Naomi Subject: ET: a little piece of me my room is a shrine to memories and dead flowers, to flowers and dead memories, but the lighting is great. ===== "What is Desire? Desire is... complicated. One person always wants the other person more." -VS __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Kick off your party with Yahoo! Invites. http://invites.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 25 May 2000 13:07:26 -0700 (PDT) From: Katherine Alexandra Subject: ET: shivers down my spine, i need some love... words. words. words. i need out of these words.... it's 1:05 pacific time. and you asked me how i was doing. fine. i said. your day is nearly done. silance. we are too far. i flew over the ocean, drove cross some time zones and now we are too far to ever be what we were. you say that i am changing with the evergreen trees. that i need the tropical breeze, i need the swamps, that i belong with the pink and purple houses in neat rows with flamginos. but i dont. you tell me that the north is doing fine. that your factory town is going through another ression. that i have been hard to find. you say that maybe, if i just stayed in the same place,then you would grab a hold of me like dragonfly. but i spent the past 3 years waiting. waiting quietly, waiting loudly, pounding my feet, throwing fists in the air. and you never came around. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Kick off your party with Yahoo! Invites. http://invites.yahoo.com/ ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 4 Jan 1980 14:02:03 -0800 From: "Rizioule" Subject: ET: Rizioule on new Inet TV Show/Earth to LA report Hi everyone, First of all, I would like to announce that I will be appearing live on a new Internet television show on Tue. May 30 at 7:00 to 8:00 pm pacific time. There will be an interview and a short musical performance, all of it live. If you would like to tune in you may do so by clicking here: http://RiziouleSoundProductions.homepage.com or here: http://WorldEvolution.net Also, I will be attending to Earth to LA event on May 31st. I will be in the press section with the producers of the television show. I'm not sure exactly what access to the performers the press will have, but I will report on what I can for everyone on the list. Hope you can all tune in on Tuesday, for those of you who still harbor suspicions that I am Jewel in disquise, this should conclusively prove that I am not : ) Later Gators, Rizioule http://RiziouleSoundProductions.homepage.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 25 May 2000 18:08:34 -0400 From: Annie Subject: ET: Summer Seizure The dawn hums like a seizure. Rabid at the ragged corners, foaming over nations. I am a heroine of the peripheral. Obstruction of justice runs in my family. You can only nod when I stick the needle through the thread-- Part of the drag that comes with learning to fly is learning to fall with grace. Desperation is leaning on my shoulder again. I am the plague, eyed with carefully measured disdain. You would think I could get used to walking the plank. With my eyepatch covering both spheres of glass, with a hook in my side. This time, life is denied. . . . . . . . Their seperate condition is bleeding. They open their mouths, like wounds, so full of tongues. There is not time for love or adoration. They just want the bees, the bees, a sting in that vulnerable void. Just a saffron kiss--a fatal attraction. Beware! The stripes of black and gold are there. Not even the wind could dare To dangle herself like honeysuckle hair. They are materialistic, seeking creation. Nothing more, nothing less, as they climb upward. They brag to mud or defiled companions in calamity. See, I am closer to heaven than you. This is how worthy I am, all the more for my translucent and healthy skin. The sin! So dark and painted within, Seedy as a lilac fin, Dying to be born again. They lounge in my mud. How simple it is to take, take, and take. Only when they die will they finally return. And where will they go? Did God purge them from his head? Or does he beckon these ostrich-necked beauties instead? Snip, snip. A rosebud-astonished lip. The petalsilk will rip, And their marble world will unduly tip. - -Annie ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 25 May 2000 18:15:59 -0400 From: "stephen" Subject: ET: I Am Sick I am sick I am sick because I didn't take my medicine last night that's why my head is in melancholy I can see past the vision of my peers but i can't see the simple things that clear I can compose a piece of music or dissect it all to shreds I can even hear every instrument singing in my head but I can't just sit and listen and wonder at it's sound It has no meaning to me but to others it astounds But i am sick because i didn't take my medicine to conform to the other's rules I'm suppose to do what the other's tell me to work without any tools I didn't take my medicine that keeps me from getting sick I guess I must be crazy to think that I am sane I thought this world was supposed to be without any pain now i know of a song I'll compose and I've saved the best for last the final notes of the song I'll hear that come from a shotgun blast. I am back.. I know that no one here could give a shit less if i am back or not and i don't care what any of you think anyway. it isn't your list.. (you, yourself) this isn't your space or bandwidth maybe I want to waste it too (me, myself, and I) I hope you hate my poems.. steve ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 25 May 2000 18:23:12 -0400 From: Annie Subject: ET: Blunt I'll be blunt. I miss getting responses and critiques. There, I've said my peace. - -Annie ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 26 May 2000 00:20:36 GMT From: "~* cymbaline *~" Subject: Re: ET: I Am Sick I Have A Headache I have a headache because I didn't take any Tylenol. I didn't even take Advil or Aleve even though I have plenty of all three. I hate putting those shitty chemicals into my body. I prefer herbal remedies. But I'm all out, and too lazy to drive to the store. I'd rather suffer than put chemicals into my bloodstream. And will not whine about having a headache. I chose to have it. So I'll go to my room now, and pick up one of my three guitars and compose another masterpiece of a song, or maybe even compose it on my piano for a change, and listen to some shotgun blast in the distance. I'd rather have a headache then a bullet in my head. ________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #210 **********************************