A Collective...

Being Enlightened

I am a number
On a piece of paper
In a computer somewhere
A file on some unknown's desk
They don't see me
They don't care
They just see a number
And attached to that number
Are more numbers
And those numbers
Each tell a numerical story
A story that I'm a part of
But that I know nothing of
Don't dare ask me how I am in passing
I know you don't care
My name is 1988492

Being Enlightened

There is no feeling like being upsidedown in a car because it rolled over onto it's roof and skidded across 4 lanes of traffic on it's hood. But we all got out with scratches even though the ambulance drivers, cops, tow truck driver and firemen said we were really lucky to be alive and only a little shooken up and scratched.

We are very lucky.

I'm (we're) still alive!

even flow?

Originally posted by Being Enlightened
There is no feeling like being upsidedown in a car because it rolled over onto it's roof and skidded across 4 lanes of traffic on it's hood. But we all got out with scratches even though the ambulance drivers, cops, tow truck driver and firemen said we were really lucky to be alive and only a little shooken up and scratched.

We are very lucky.

I'm (we're) still alive!

That is a good thing!!!!

OH what some of us would do without you?

Radar(Baba)O'Riley

Originally posted by Being Enlightened
There is no feeling like being upsidedown in a car because it rolled over onto it's roof and skidded across 4 lanes of traffic on it's hood. But we all got out with scratches even though the ambulance drivers, cops, tow truck driver and firemen said we were really lucky to be alive and only a little shooken up and scratched.

We are very lucky.

I'm (we're) still alive!

NOOOOOOOOOOO

Poor lil' pumpkin pudding.

I'm very thankful no one got critically wounded. The hut would be a dark place without being enlightened. The world, too, would be a dark place.

Radar(Baba)O'Riley

Originally posted by even flow?
OH what some of us would do without you?

Yeah, all the yogurt would go to waste.

Being Enlightened

Thanks guys!

A little dinged up, a little shaken up but very happy to still be whole and among the living today!

Work hasn't even pissed me off yet!

Radar(Baba)O'Riley

Sounds like being in an accident has made you spunkier than ever.

Hmmmmmmm...

Maybe I should crash my car to cure my depression.

Hmmmmmmm....

Naaaaww. I'll just buy more Star Wars toys. Oh, that reminds me to check out my bids on ebay.

ps,

Being Enlightened

The gentle breeze caresses my skin
Runs its fingers through my hair
Brings tears to my eyes
Feel it lifting my spirit
Soaring ever higher
A wish on the wind
Close my eyes
Give it a kiss
And set it free

Being Enlightened

I had this feeling
A funny feeling
A pulling feeling
As I stood atop my basement stairs
Thought I was going to topple
Then I closed my eyes
And saw a picture in my mind
Playing in slow motion
A picture of a lady
Her beautiful brunette locks
Flying out from behind her head
As she was propelled forward (pushed)
Her body crumbling and crashing
Her head thrashing and bashing
Her blood staining and spraying

Her

Landing limp at the foot of the stairs
Life's blood collecting in a pool around her
And then I opened my eyes...

My friend came to visit one day
And fell down those same stairs

A ghost stands at the foot of my bed
It comes out at night to watch me
It calls me from my slumber
It calls me to the top of the basement steps

john girl

your Number poem, what is the significance of 1988492,
I am into numerology, and poems that seem encrypted.

1988 was the year my son was born, on the day he was baptized
his great grandmother passed away, it was May

,(1) 492, Columbus' voyage

Being Enlightened

Originally posted by john girl
your Number poem, what is the significance of 1988492,
I am into numerology, and poems that seem encrypted.

1988 was the year my son was born, on the day he was baptized
his great grandmother passed away, it was May

,(1) 492, Columbus' voyage

It's my name here at work! :rolleyes:

Nice to meet you 1953652, I'm 1988492.

Thanks for reading my stuff, john girl!

Being Enlightened

When you look closely
Your hands on my breasts
What do you see?
You whisper in my ear
Do you see what I see?
Your lips on my shoulder
Or do you see what I want you to see?
You turn me to face you
Can you be satisfied with that?
You bring your lips to mine
Can you be happy with the surface?
Breath intermingles and tongues tie
Will you try to scratch it away?
Your tongue then traces a trail
Will you be persistent?
From my chin down my neck
Will you be patient?
To my breast, where it lingers
Will you give it your all?
Fingers pinching one nipple
Will you keep on giving?
Teeth nibbling the other
I do so love to see you try.
Then your tongue slides down my stomach
I cry for joy when you try!
Licks my belly button
I try to direct you, when you try.
Continues it's slick trail down my abdomen
It's much better if you just go with it.
Down to where I'm wetter than water
If you follow the directions,
You then lick my lucious, precious place
Then you shouldn't get lost.
Your fingers find their way inside me
And if you feel lost,
I moan and groan and oh god...
Just ask for direction.
I feel myself tightening around your digits
There's no shame in asking!
Cumming on them and in your mouth
There's no harm in trying!
Enjoying and wriggling and basking in orgasmic bliss
Trust me when I say this,
I just love being dinner!!!
You should just LOOK MORE CLOSELY!
What's for dessert?
And you'll see what you've been missing!







You may enjoy this one, should you figure out the hidden meaning. And I'm not giving any clues.

Radar(Baba)O'Riley

Alexander DeLarge in A CLOCKWORK ORANGE as 655321. In the book he was 6655321.

Luke Skywalker, when he slid his supple body into a stormtrooper outfit, became TK421.

1988492 eh?

Bull.

You're 6969696996969696

Being Enlightened

Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley
Alexander DeLarge in A CLOCKWORK ORANGE as 655321. In the book he was 6655321.

Luke Skywalker, when he slid his supple body into a stormtrooper outfit, became TK421.

1988492 eh?

Bull.

You're 6969696996969696

LOL! That's what I should be anyway!

I'm all sixes and nines see--screwed basically.

And loving it!

Goulet

a closer look/what's for desert

that was a good poem and very sexy-hot and sticky

you better look close SPANK
you little devil girl

Sound

cxcz

Being Enlightened

She heard the door close
Knowing what it signalled
Her heart hammered in her chest
A sweat broke on her forehead
Her breath quickening
His steps approached her room
She closed her eyes and braced herself
Heard her door creak open
Heard the four steps approach her bed
Heard him loosen his tie
Heard him unbutton his shirt
Heard him undo his belt
Heard him unzip and slide out of his pants
Heard him slip off his boxers
Heard him kick off his socks
Felt him drinking her into his sights
Felt his hands on her breasts as he spoke her name
Her stomach churned at his touch
Her mind reeled hearing his voice
She pulled out the blade from under her pillow
She plunged it in his stomach
She pulled it out
He dropped to his knees holding his gut
She buried it in his heart
She pulled it out
He looked stunned and fell over on his side
She snarled and jabbed it into his scrotum
She pulled it out
He gurgled and wheezed and twitched
And she watched, motionless, until he stopped
Then she sat on her bed
Dropped the bloody knife to the floor
Lay down and rolled over to finally sleep in peace
Only to wake to the sound of the door closing again

Radar(Baba)O'Riley

That was excellent and creepybut needed more SPANKING
Can't find a Bloody Man....

BhagavadGita

Originally posted by Being Enlightened
When you look closely
Your hands on my breasts
What do you see?
You whisper in my ear
Do you see what I see?
Your lips on my shoulder
Or do you see what I want you to see?
You turn me to face you
Can you be satisfied with that?
You bring your lips to mine
Can you be happy with the surface?
Breath intermingles and tongues tie
Will you try to scratch it away?
Your tongue then traces a trail
Will you be persistent?
From my chin down my neck
Will you be patient?
To my breast, where it lingers
Will you give it your all?
Fingers pinching one nipple
Will you keep on giving?
Teeth nibbling the other
I do so love to see you try.
Then your tongue slides down my stomach
I cry for joy when you try!
Licks my belly button
I try to direct you, when you try.
Continues it's slick trail down my abdomen
It's much better if you just go with it.
Down to where I'm wetter than water
If you follow the directions,
You then lick my lucious, precious place
Then you shouldn't get lost.
Your fingers find their way inside me
And if you feel lost,
I moan and groan and oh god...
Just ask for direction.
I feel myself tightening around your digits
There's no shame in asking!
Cumming on them and in your mouth
There's no harm in trying!
Enjoying and wriggling and basking in orgasmic bliss
Trust me when I say this,
I just love being dinner!!!
You should just LOOK MORE CLOSELY!
What's for dessert?
And you'll see what you've been missing!


Being, you take my breath away.
humble.
i hope i didn't spoil the secret, if so forgive me.
very beautiful feeling i wish i could write







You may enjoy this one, should you figure out the hidden meaning. And I'm not giving any clues.

Being Enlightened

Hey, how did your thoughts get in my poem?

Not genius, just perverted but nobody's supposed to know about that!