From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #404 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 Thursday, December 14 2000 Volume 03 : Number 404 * 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: Weary [chic-a-cherry-cola ] ET: my saviors...at least right now.. [DrkShadws85@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 13 Dec 2000 14:17:16 -0800 From: chic-a-cherry-cola Subject: ET: Weary i am weary in this place that was not made to fit me and i felt it when the words hit the air an ache like a crack splitting me in half like a flame licks your palm and i did not move no i could not move and i did not breathe though of course i breathed and i didn't make a sound but those tears came down and they stained my face while he watched it all take place so while i'm left not understanding how it should feel so unreal, when the moment i felt with someone perfect he'd leave me to be so weary and i am i am weary in this place that was not made to fit me and i can see it like a mirage before me, what's to come, once he is gone it's not so much drama, so black and so white but more extreme exhaustion and those colored bracelets, such pretty little things covering such ugly reminders of what life always brings for the first time i know i was set free, i lost it so now i will be set free once that perfect eternity has wavered itself away, it's all the same so i will set myself free because i am weary, i am so weary in this place that was not made to fit me - --- Samara - -- My fingers catch the sparks At the thought of them touching you ~third eye blind~ ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 13 Dec 2000 20:49:37 EST From: DrkShadws85@aol.com Subject: ET: my saviors...at least right now.. ALL OF THESE ARE BY THE LIL FOLK SINGER, ANI DIFRANCO... *sigh* gawd she rocks..keeps me from so many things... +++++++ - - virtue - virtue is relative at best there's nothing worse than a sunset when you're driving due west and i'm afraid that my love is gonna come up short there is no there there i guess i'm scared cuz i want to have good news to report every time i come up for air now i'm cruising through a chromakey blue sky and i know that in an hour or three the sun is gonna be in my eyes and i know that sometimes all i can see is how i feel like the whole world is on the other side of a dirty windshield and i'm tryin to see through the glare yes i'm struggling just to see what's there the one person who really knows me best says i'm like a cat yeah the kind of cat that you just can't pick up and throw into your lap no, the kind that doesn't mind being held only when its her idea yeah, the kind that feels what she decides to feel when she is good and ready to feel it and now i am prowling through the backyard and i am hiding under the car i have gotten out of everything ive gotten into so far i eat when i am hungry and i travel alone and just outside the glow of the house is where i feel most at home but in the window you sometimes appear and your music is faint in my ears - - wish i may - i am losing my love for adventure i'm losing all respet for me and myself tonight i wonder what happens if i get to the end of this tunnel and there isn't a light i've worn down the threads on all of my tires i've worn through the elbows and the knees of my clothing i am stumbling down the gravel driveway of desire trying not to wake up my sleeping self-loathing do you ever have that dream where you open your mouth and you try to scream but you can't make a sound that's every day starting now that's every day starting now don't tell me it's gonna be alright you can't sell me on your optimism tonight it's still competition to see who can stay up later the stars or the street lights all they really want is to be alone with the darkness no more wish i may no more wish i might it takes a stiff upper lip just to hold up my face i got to suck it up and savor the taste of my own behavior i am spinning with longing faster than a roulette wheel this is not who i meant to be this is not how i meant to feel i don't think i am strong enough to do this much longer god i wish i was stronger this song could never be long enough to express every longing god i wish it was longer - - the waiting song - your basic average super star is singing about justice and peace and love and i am glaring at the radio, swearing saying that's just what i was afraid of the system gives you just enough to make you think that you see change they will sing you right to sleep and then they'll screw you just the same but i will wait yes, i will wait for the truth they think i make a big deal about nothing but they still think i'm kinda cute they joke about the staus quo to break the ice once the ice is broken i hope they all fall through 'cause this is no joke to me they don't fool me with their acts of sensitivity they too shall pass just like everyone who's only here for my ass and i can't wait oh i can't wait til they get their due baby i've only got a minute baby i have to go a minute is all my life will ever allow let's grow old and die together let's do it now because you'll do all the jobs no one else will do and you'll step aside and you will let me come through you have all my respect i'll leave it here when i go maybe i never told you, baby maybe you don't know but maybe if we wait if we wait things will improve maybe we just wait and things will improve you know, they've got to improve your basic average superstar is singing about justice and peace and love and i am glaring at the radio swearing saying that's just what i was afraid of the system gives you just enough to make you think that you see change they'll sing you right to sleep and then they'll screw you just the same he says i know you have to go you have gone before we are fighting on two different fronts of the same war but no matter what else i will do i will wait for you ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #404 **********************************