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Being Enlightened
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feel the air
full of stale thoughts
and monitors
losing the feelings
that once were dear
feeling the nothing feeling here
falsified, stagnant, phoney smiles
flash before my face
taunting me
haunting me
flaunting there tempting emptiness
devoid of anything
offering only false promise
shushing me
pushing me
flushing their wasteland through my veins
full of stale thoughts
and monitors
losing the feelings
that once were dear
feeling the nothing feeling here
falsified, stagnant, phoney smiles
flash before my face
taunting me
haunting me
flaunting there tempting emptiness
devoid of anything
offering only false promise
shushing me
pushing me
flushing their wasteland through my veins
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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The monitors line at first gave me a much more surreal image than I think you intended. Ever see 12 Monkeys? There's this big ball of monitors hovering around with the faces of scientists on it talking to Bruce Willis. That's what I thought of.
Though, for some reason, I think you're talking about cubeville.
For some reason I've never seen 12 Monkeys, meant to, but never did (I really don't like Bruce Willis either!) Is it a good flick?
I was talking about cubeville! :(
Ah, cubeville. I know it well.
If you like weird time travel movies and slight surprise endings with sometimes bizarre camera work and editing... go see it. I like it. Alot.
I hope I don't mutate into a cube head one day!
I definately like weird! I'll check it out!
I prefer my redheads to have normal-shaped heads. Call me a traditionalist.
And I like my traditionalists to have normal-shaped heads as well.
We're so made for each other!
Just have to make sure our 50%s line up properly, and we've got it made.
I'm starting to feel a little top heavy.
I'm thinking my hardcore is moving up to 69%.
Mmm... 69... mine's going right up there with you! Oh the bliss... the joy...
Up, Up and away!
Take me to new heights CMR! *bites lower lip*
I'm ready, willing and able!
Just lower that booty on over me and let me do my work!
Allllllllllright! I'll just take a seat on your face and take in what's below your waist...:D
My booty's tasting fruity
Little mutual satisfaction
Time to rise and face the action
Whisper secrets nothing's sacred
Inverse kissin all my naked
Yum
Yum, Yum
Triple YUM
With a cherry on top!
Gotta love when the FEELING is mutual!
Nothing better than having a cherry on top.
It's better when it's wetter!
hold me down
against my will
arms bound
feet strapped
to the freezing gurney
tourniquet entices my vein
to say hello
it's a trick
they push
the needle in
injecting me
with corporate bullshit
convulsing
foaming at the mouth
my identity
my individuality
is stripped from me
i purge the poison
from within my system
you'll never own me
i am not an addict
i am not an addict
i am not an addict
i am not an addict
i am myself
i am myself
i am myself
i am myself
The mood needed to be busted up.
Anyhoot... I get from this poem that... you are an addict. Honestly. And enticing the vein to say "Hello". Word. Good schtuffs.
I have to remind myself of that daily!
Great poem unseen!