The beauty of imperfection and other tranquil things

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  • pacifier wrote:
    why not swim?

    really good reads, all of it. Thanks for sharing.


    Why thankyou MzPacman


    how is the glowing mother to be today?
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • pacifierpacifier Posts: 1,009
    Why thankyou MzPacman


    how is the glowing mother to be today?

    Pretty darn good, thank you for asking. wondering when the baby will be here. soon. can't wait
  • pacifier wrote:
    Pretty darn good, thank you for asking. wondering when the baby will be here. soon. can't wait


    are we going to get to see pictures :)
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • pacifierpacifier Posts: 1,009
    are we going to get to see pictures :)

    maybe. I will see. there's something a bit scary about putting pictures on the net. but then again I doubt I will be able to hold back showing my beautiful baby to everyone :)
  • pacifier wrote:
    maybe. I will see. there's something a bit scary about putting pictures on the net. but then again I doubt I will be able to hold back showing my beautiful baby to everyone :)


    Well, I undestand your hesitations, and can respect that. It does feel strange to put piscs on the web sometimes...but I still hope you do post a pic of the minijammer...
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • pacifierpacifier Posts: 1,009
    Well, I undestand your hesitations, and can respect that. It does feel strange to put piscs on the web sometimes...but I still hope you do post a pic of the minijammer...

    couldn't help myself :) I didn't want to post the pics here and completely sidetrack your thread, so I posted them in one of my threads.....
    http://forums.pearljam.com/showthread.php?p=3890068#post3890068
  • Fungal spore
    Fruity corpse
    Makes me high
    Makes me see
    Psilocin
    Endorphin
    Shamanic cause
    Within my dreams
    To tout the gods
    To buy some time
    To envision my deity
    Please have them fall
    To cleanse though bleed
    To breed reishi
    Alkaloids to set me free
    And when I fall
    To my sanctum place
    Taste muscimol
    Find the spirits that comfort me
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • Nice to see you around depop! :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • "Most Excellent" to see you as well my Brilliant Esquire!

    sorry...just watched Bill and Tedd

    I maybe shoulda started a new thread for this...I see it being 7 posts long...mehhh...it fits hand in hand with the rest of the tread.
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • "Most Excellent" to see you as well my Brilliant Esquire!

    sorry...just watched Bill and Tedd

    I maybe shoulda started a new thread for this...I see it being 7 posts long...mehhh...it fits hand in hand with the rest of the tread.

    HA HA HA!! Mr. Ryan: "It seems to me the only thing you've learned is that Caesar is a salad dressing dude." :p

    Ah, 80's movies. They were so awesome.

    You put stuff wherever you want, DUDE! :p

    And I'll take some Psilocin with that, please. :D Hee Hee!
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen

  • And I'll take some Psilocin with that, please. :D Hee Hee!


    Nice...
    I came up with it while attempting to write a book...yeah I said it...a book. A really short book...but still a book...It's about a squirrel...its mom gets eaten when it is young, and it does not learn to properly forage for itself after that...it gets fairly strange from there.
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • justamjustam Posts: 20,949
    Nice...
    I came up with it while attempting to write a book...yeah I said it...a book. A really short book...but still a book...It's about a squirrel...its mom gets eaten when it is young, and it does not learn to properly forage for itself after that...it gets fairly strange from there.

    Did you ever read the B. Potter book Squirrel Nutkin? I found it quite funny and interesting while reading it to my sons. The squirrel in that has a developmental disorder. :D
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  • hmmm

    I shall have to indulge in that
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • I am not too sure what has been influencing me of late...mehh...


    There was a time
    way back when
    we we were all drunk and ornery
    and a little bit stoned
    and a little bit stoned
    and a little bit stoned
    and when the time did come
    when we had to rise
    it wasn't pretty
    with the room a muck
    and there was an image staring right there
    and I stared right back
    well it didn't move
    and I stared it back
    played monkey do as monkey see
    what a frightful image
    what a frightful image
    what a frightful image
    that I'd seen

    and I drank that drink
    and I want that back
    well I drank that drink
    Is this hell or heaven
    Is this hell or heaven

    Oh my god is this heaven
    Oh my god is this my heaven
    Oh my god is this heaven
    Oh my god is this my heaven

    well I just don't know
    well I just don't know
    well I just don't know
    and I guess that shows
    and I guess that shows

    Is this hell or heaven
    Is this hell or heaven
    well I drank that drink
    Is this hell or heaven
    well it goes to show
    as again we go

    Oh my god is this heaven
    Oh my god is this heaven
    Oh my god is this my heaven
    Oh my god is this my heaven
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • BuruBuru Posts: 8,473
    Outright


    Every time I reach inside to feel
    Grab a piece of something wrong
    Never seems to come out right
    Every time I reach inside to feel
    Take a little more time to search
    Maybe next time it will all come out all right

    Sometimes it seems I search to long
    Never find a place where I can rest
    Never find a place where I belong

    Well when you look at me in my eyes
    Can you see the things I do
    Or do I stand alone again tonight

    All I really need to know
    There’s truth out there
    Or so I’ve often been told
    You can stumble upon it
    Right there in the middle of the night
    Creeps up upon you
    But will I turn my back
    And walk away in fright

    Change often comes
    But not to those who wait
    I bid my time
    Waiting for it to be just right
    Joy may be what it brings
    But I fear it will consume with fright

    ooOo liked this one

    Change often comes
    But not to those who wait
    > good line!

    And I understand the searching...
    y la banda de Guille... cuando toca?
  • Buru wrote:
    ooOo liked this one

    Change often comes
    But not to those who wait
    > good line!

    And I understand the searching...


    why thank you
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • With the creeps not progressing forward
    cowering withing shadows
    comforting
    Staring up to ivory towers
    to heights that you have been
    settling back in times of contentment
    watch the unfolding
    a conforming

    Shocking
    the ways the mind becomes betraying
    shaping with every sin
    to a point of disillusion
    keeps our spirit bound within
    A bout with no conquestor
    leaves you numb inside
    shriveling to where it all begins

    Accepting life's little choices
    or backing away from all that's real
    set your mind in a world of false glamors
    false truths begin to reveal
    when it becomes so all consuming
    eating progress from within
    with fractures in the mindset
    that mold reshapes a new
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • little steps to take
    to others not the same
    fighting for a moment
    struggle through the rest
    no urge to forget about
    not easy to digest
    loving every moment
    to pass with no regrets

    not living for tomorrow
    today seems a-okay
    live without those worries
    that cripple every day

    little steps to take
    inside he feels the same
    living in a moment
    to watch others led astray
    watching as the hours pass
    death to another day
    might not see tomorrow
    that's a bonus anyways

    you may wonder why
    or how he even tries
    you may wonder why
    oh to him there are no doubts

    not living for tomorrow
    today seems a-okay
    live without those worries
    that cripple every day
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • little steps to take
    to others not the same
    fighting for a moment
    struggle through the rest
    no urge to forget about
    not easy to digest
    loving every moment
    to pass with no regrets

    not living for tomorrow
    today seems a-okay
    live without those worries
    that cripple every day

    little steps to take
    inside he feels the same
    living in a moment
    to watch others led astray
    watching as the hours pass
    death to another day
    might not see tomorrow
    that's a bonus anyways

    you may wonder why
    or how he even tries
    you may wonder why
    oh to him there are no doubts

    not living for tomorrow
    today seems a-okay
    live without those worries
    that cripple every day

    btw...this is about one's struggles with terminal illness and how others look in with pity and wonder how/why he does his day to day routine. he on the other hand doesn't care, because now he appreciates his every day life, realizing that each day he wakes up is just another bonus.
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • But i`m a chilean girl. so i wanna write in spanish for you guys...

    Enjoy this one...

    Adobe viejo y cansado me rodea
    lleno de historias de tristeza
    2 ciruelos centrados en mi patio
    1 damasco y 1 membrillo moreteado

    Puertas de madera fràgil
    me dan la partida
    a calles a ratos silenciosas
    a ratos aturdida

    Veo y oigo pies pisar mi vereda
    son muchos por la mañana
    nadie al medio dìa
    muchos en la tarde
    nadie al sol, a su caida...

    De noche sòlo perros y gatos
    sombras y siluetas
    1 auto, 2 bicicletas...
    pero nadie, nadie a mi lado



    I hope can you translate and enjoy this.
    Sorry for my english
    With love
    Irene.-.
  • irenka jam wrote:
    But i`m a chilean girl. so i wanna write in spanish for you guys...

    Enjoy this one...

    Adobe viejo y cansado me rodea
    lleno de historias de tristeza
    2 ciruelos centrados en mi patio
    1 damasco y 1 membrillo moreteado

    Puertas de madera fràgil
    me dan la partida
    a calles a ratos silenciosas
    a ratos aturdida

    Veo y oigo pies pisar mi vereda
    son muchos por la mañana
    nadie al medio dìa
    muchos en la tarde
    nadie al sol, a su caida...

    De noche sòlo perros y gatos
    sombras y siluetas
    1 auto, 2 bicicletas...
    pero nadie, nadie a mi lado



    I hope can you translate and enjoy this.
    Sorry for my english
    With love
    Irene.-.

    Wish I knew Spanish
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • Can you hold me tight
    as we clip these wings
    I really hope...this will make things better
    I don't know
    give me some time
    maybe then we'll see

    I mop
    my mind
    so clean
    so so
    full of disbelief
    I soak
    my sores
    my feet
    have run my thoughts a mile

    Can you hold my soul
    as clench my breath so tight
    I really hope...this will make things better
    I don't know
    give me a chance
    to disprove it all this time

    I cleanse
    my hands
    and bleach
    inside
    my back
    so frail
    it hurts
    weight of the world on my my mind
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,070
    All these angel wings
    never mean a thing
    when I'm lying here
    dying here
    so lonesome
    All these angel wings
    they never mean a thing
    when it's stuck inside my head
    when I decay
    like that rusting alter

    I left all for a little convo
    just a little person to person
    laid my self down
    held a temple to the heavens
    shed myself so humble
    toss away all the precious little things

    all these angel wings
    all these angel wings
    they never mean a thing
    I've tried to shed my skin
    make me into a new may
    all these angel wings
    all these angel wings
    never mean a thing
    when lying here
    how the heel did this begin

    I just wanted a little something
    to make things a little better
    every other step
    seemed to sink a little deeper
    can't we just have a single day
    a glimpse of something beautiful

    all these angel wings
    when I'm lying here
    trying to let my mind sink
    maybe get a little peace
    all these angel wings
    all these angel wings
    they never mean a thing
    maybe make a nice pillow
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,070
    If I walk and I shake
    and I look all about
    is this about it
    is this all that we can take

    this wasn't worth traveling for
    this wasn't worth the gas
    the miles
    the loss of sleep
    no nothing, no

    and the sunset
    well the sun is already down
    and the stars above
    and the moon within
    are nowhere to be found tonight
    because the sky is dark
    but the clouds above
    seem to block it all from sight

    well I can piss, I can moan
    can do it with the best of them all
    but there's no denying what I'm seeing here
    because there's nothing here at all

    but there's nothing we can do at all
    our money and all our time
    seems it's already spent
    so I'll suck in the last of the air that I can find
    everything is fucked
    so I guess we should call it a night
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • and in this gentle grace
    we see a slow one walking
    with a pace then never quickens
    and a stride to leave one to wonder
    how is this so easy
    why does it all come for free

    I knew the theme
    some blood from stone
    same time and tone
    I knew the theme
    bleed my soul
    go on set me free

    and we stared into the sun
    the crescent moon giving way
    there is a vigour in the light
    it screams in the same echo of pain
    so distant and caressing
    bleaching the drying skin
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • there is a vigour in the light .....
    so distant and caressing....

    your poetry ten years old traveled on these words to mine ear....thank you
  • But i`m a chilean girl. so i wanna write in spanish for you guys...



    Enjoy this one...



    Adobe viejo y cansado me rodea

    lleno de historias de tristeza

    2 ciruelos centrados en mi patio

    1 damasco y 1 membrillo moreteado



    Puertas de madera fràgil

    me dan la partida

    a calles a ratos silenciosas

    a ratos aturdida



    Veo y oigo pies pisar mi vereda

    son muchos por la mañana

    nadie al medio dìa

    muchos en la tarde

    nadie al sol, a su caida...



    De noche sòlo perros y gatos

    sombras y siluetas

    1 auto, 2 bicicletas...

    pero nadie, nadie a mi lado







    I hope can you translate and enjoy this.

    Sorry for my english

    With love

    Irene.-.

    Que lindas palabras
  • I can't tell you what I know
    or just what it is I've heard
    not for lack of bitter faith
    nor being terribly misunderstood
    I can't seem to spell out just what I really mean
    confusion and condemnation shall never be your fault
    nor misalignment off of your own discourse
    when we are all surrounded
    not with hate, but ultraviolet loving
    everything we've come to grow
    has shown to be nothing that we have ever known
    it seems to drain right down to the fractured bones
    to learn that life can lack grander meaning
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • I used to remember
    I used to proclaim
    that love was a violence
    we never were clean
    I used to surrender
    some passion for pain
    not knowing a difference
    we shiver we scream
    to unravel in dream
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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