From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #315 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, September 8 2000 Volume 03 : Number 315 * 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: Wow, it's been a while since i've writen. ["Sam Plant" ] ET: Stormcloud of Revenge(poem) ["Seth D. Fulmer" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 07 Sep 2000 04:07:32 GMT From: "Sam Plant" Subject: ET: Wow, it's been a while since i've writen. Heyas, It's been too long since i have taken time to write to the ET board. Life has just been busy busy busy. At any rate, I am in the mood to write, so i thought I would share with y'all. --Sam (one of the many on this board) Unleashed through the night Dark power from the soul Terror filled with love Fear filled with lust. The hauntings of life cry out in anguish to the brutal love of the night. Dark torrents surge through veins wrought not only of love, but of necesity. Dark thoughts entertain the melody sung by the heart. A million thoughts march to battle with not a care in their souls. A million minds hope to find what they are searching for with not a hope in their hearts. Climatic push, the heart goes for the throught. Clash by clash the powers fight. Weakness pervading their beings. Death, life, good, evil. Nothing is the same. Nothing will ever be. Fear love, love fear. The dark song of the night is shrouded behind the mist of day. *hehe, you can tell I was listening to the Gladiator sound track* Blah, ok, anyways Sleep well and dream better. - --Sam. _________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com. Share information about yourself, create your own public profile at http://profiles.msn.com. ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 7 Sep 2000 02:13:18 EDT From: RJonthego@aol.com Subject: ET: spur of the moment angry little thing scream bitch bitch BITCH BITCH yo' mama yo' daddy you know what you are? you're a BITCH hasn't anyone ever told you that before? you pull on their leashes, pull them to your side, then kick kick kick like they're a soccer ball on your own little rope pull 'em tight, don't let them go till they're bruised and if you're feeling especially strongly tonight, don't let them off until they're bleeding. dig your nails in, scratch out their eyes scream as loud as you can BITCH so they can't see anything you do so they can't hear anything you say because you know it they know it you pull them closer and then you pull out the knives bitch and you've long forgotten how to hide it you've just figured out how to avoid it for a spell but then it'll come back and you're on it's leash too just like those leashes you keep those little dogs on they're not worth anything they don't mean anything to you just more blood on your hands more guilt in your heart but it doesn't matter not at all cuz you're a BITCH say it loud and strong BITCH and you don't care who feels it BITCH protecting her puppies BITCH guarding what's mine don't take anything away from me because i want it back. ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 7 Sep 2000 07:15:15 EDT From: DrkShadws85@aol.com Subject: ET: (no subject) - --daddy-- gracious fingertipes overlap identities I can never scream loud enough so you can hear me you know dad you left me when I was five years old now you are back in Arizona buried in the ground why was mom so hesitant to let me go to the cemetery before the move? the memories more than she can bear you left her with a sad little girl, ones thats never recovered even the stars at night cant wipe these tears away angel dust and fairy wishes arent making situations any better lifes to short to worry but a heart thats hurt so long cant live the best she should please come back and answer questions please come back and tell me that you love me I was always my daddys little girl until one day it was all over he left me ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 7 Sep 2000 19:34:07 +0200 From: "marty" Subject: ET: ~longingdays~ <(heJ, comments warmly welcomed...thanX ;)> + strolling deep into the forest trees on all sides we give names to them too as if they were all dear like children + shouting poetry defiantly yet keeping it silent inside howling at the sky come down on me darling so i can touch you come down on me darling so i can breathe you! + i walk past the coltsfoot's nest where i once picked tussilagos and painted them later on in a vase resting, sent to you in a card + and i come to think to myself maybe i can dance after all now when i got the best teacher and all + i don't want to walk alone pearlJam singing in my head me tripping treading lovely alone in the forest, but lovely juliana hatfield our little concert here in my ears + shivering like a river one hand out of my pocket one hand holding your's quivering like a leaf of love love, oh slow now we go it's a path small and narrow close our eyes sometimes there a bird singing in tune out of the blue, whispering through + dark of trees ain't no light in here but baby show me no fear now feel this mountain, lightness all around, feeling high up high on you + björk says i'm feeling feeling like someone in love yes indeed i am, with you oh there i hear the sea i think + seeing the water by far horizon where i long for bathing in you all naked and free, a swan dive + and i'm feeling like someone someone in love with a forest fertile ground green here i see a pond and pick a violet lively calves following my foot movements, feeling love, all around, feels like home + little shamrock fell asleep into my hand so silently, calm guess it felt night there with me like me looking at flowers down low falling into you, loverly bundle + see a cornfield, a yellow flower all alone and oh-so beautiful reminding me of you darling you my dearest love, my beautiful flower + i love you taRa. :) ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 07 Sep 2000 22:45:30 -0400 From: "Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: ET: Stormcloud of Revenge(poem) Hey there...I know this is the first poem in a while. I was just thinking about stuff and this is what I came up with. It's probably not complete and the title probably doesn't fit but it's the best I could come up with. Someone had asked me about the lack of poems so I wrote this using what little emotion that I could muster. Lately I've been emotionally numb...probably afraid to feel anything rather than feel pain or hurt or hatred..or love. If you don't want to receive my poetry, lemme know. Take care and Have a Fantastic Day! :o) -Seth ==================================================== Stormcloud of Revenge by Seth D. Fulmer 9/7/00 Sitting on this stairstep on the porch outside my apartment I wait and watch the people pass by and note how empty I feel The sky grows darker The rain sweeps in The winds grow violent What the f* do I care? I take a walk to the deli downtown in the midst of the storm right then The wind and rain soak me throughout but my anger shields my psyche I really want to hurt that girl and make her feel what I feel I'd focus my wrath into a lightning bolt and send it down on her house But alas I don't have that power nor do I think I will ever get it What freak of nature designed these beings that hurt others without thought of a punishment ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #315 **********************************