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3.5 minute drunken ramblings of a mad man

depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
edited December 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Holding within my hand
little lights that shine the way.
Giving way to inner sanctums
maybe other things that will...
...never come to be.
I can see the shadows,
encapsulating inner versions...deep inside of me.

I don't need this anymore.
I just breathe because I need to be.
I don't hold on to anything.
I can see that I must let it all fade into history.

Mixing pale with daylight,
shadows of a greater mystery,
keep me whole and thinking...
...keep my sanity
It doesn't seem to mean anything.
There's no hidden message here,
hiding deep inside of me

I don't need this anymore.
I just breathe because I need to be.
I don't hold on to anything.
I can see that i must let it all fade into history.

I...
keep...
these hidden agendas.
...No they really don't mean a thing.
I...
shake...
the hands of those...laid out in front of me.
It really doesn't...
ever really mean a single thing.
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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  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    This thread is dedicated to ramblings written in 3.5 minutes or less...while in an obscured state.

    I'll read this in the morning to see if it makes any sense...

    LOL
    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
  • blueinthefaceblueintheface Posts: 153
    it's an alexander pope world with perfect rhyme and meter, the wings of the butterfly are so alike, twins in a world so bent on making havens for symmetry, where are my morning pancakes, or coffee with holiday gingerbread cream i bought, i need to eat before the day and the day asks me to come soon, come in 15 it says, in a text message dated 9:05 this morning wheres my philosophy, my early morning tuesday philosophy that says no matter how many things spill out from today let them rest safely, there is no harm here unless i bring it, and i cant bring it if im this tired, or this alive, or so obsessed with the way streets curve toward the sun, bending down and brushing its hands across wisconsin winter ice, oh dear mexico, how your happiness seems so foreign in my dreams, so unreal in unrest and liveliness, i shall see you so soon friend
    "be a philosopher but, amid all your philosophy, be first a man" - david hume

    Mitch Hedberg- RIP 1968-2005. your jokes have laughed me through a lot. I thank you.
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    Well, I don't drink in the morning, but I'm muddled enough in the head to join the party talk...all overwhelmed with what to do first. Should I clean everything up, and how long would that take?, or should I feed my soul with some extra sleep?, would that be lazy and avoiding responsibility?,oh, no, I don't avoid them responsibl'Ts, I'm here, yeah, but-but-but-Where should I start? A new project just doesn't start ITSELF...where's the manager in this head 'o mine? is there an outline written, not yet, and that's perhaps the first place to start

    time's up at three minutes! :p
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  • deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    i dont need this anymore
    i dont need to give my heart
    i need to go home
    and fade into
    the me i dont like
    and then i will pray
    i will find a way
    to hide from marriage
    to hide from anyone
    that i cant say things
    that are nice
    with every breath
    all i have
    being nice
    and i wont pray
    for what i want
    more than anything else
    i will move on
    i will live alone
    i will be good
    and i wont hurt ever again
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    mmmkay....maybe the 1 minute ramblings of a mad man....

    I
    Whisper softly to you
    I
    don't know what I'm doing
    I
    think it is amazing
    I

    I

    I

    I
    I'm thinking about you
    I
    inside I'm crazy
    I
    keep wondering about you
    I

    There's something about you
    that drives me crazy
    drives me crazy
    drives me crazy
    the way that you do
    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
  • jboelhowjboelhow Posts: 170
    and so the conversations go...

    between wine
    hips
    and thoughts of tonight

    only the mask will stay on

    or so the conversations go...
    Live the life you dream

    "Cause I can't wait to figure out what's wrong with me
    So I can say this is the way I use to be" -- John Mayer
  • coachchriscoachchris Posts: 749
    justam wrote:
    Well, I don't drink in the morning, but I'm muddled enough in the head to join the party talk...all overwhelmed with what to do first. Should I clean everything up, and how long would that take?, or should I feed my soul with some extra sleep?, would that be lazy and avoiding responsibility?,oh, no, I don't avoid them responsibl'Ts, I'm here, yeah, but-but-but-Where should I start? A new project just doesn't start ITSELF...where's the manager in this head 'o mine? is there an outline written, not yet, and that's perhaps the first place to start

    time's up at three minutes! :p

    Simple, everyday thoughts but I love the way you articulated with such passion ;) Brilliantly done...thanks for sharing!
    Adolescence in essence is all about trust.
    Leaving is for the answering machine.
  • blueinthefaceblueintheface Posts: 153
    answer me when i ask you that question, day-old oatmeal is the dancing baby of the room, smelling like its oats gave up on the day and their fatigue burns deoderant like its fossil fuels, yee-haw there is no life more grand than the lights of the sky, stimulation i owe you one to many favors and someday in maligned lethargy ill sleep on my knees praying to persephone, the captain, the seasoned vet who makes the seasons, heres 10 bucks, take your mythology and leave my brain, there are too many bugs sipping too hard at it all, the last thing i need is a seed-eating woman who can't quite figure out who or what just pronounced the last bit of that tough french word, forgetting consonants, letting vowels roll of winter snow piles, you are so white you are so white
    "be a philosopher but, amid all your philosophy, be first a man" - david hume

    Mitch Hedberg- RIP 1968-2005. your jokes have laughed me through a lot. I thank you.
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    coachchris wrote:
    Simple, everyday thoughts but I love the way you articulated with such passion ;) Brilliantly done...thanks for sharing!

    Thanks! :)
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  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    Try
    we always wonder
    as the days keep passing
    just drifting by

    I heard a little something
    not to much
    even that reminds me
    trains my inner thoughts and these emotions in on you

    all these helpers
    little triumphs that stand by side
    help drown the lonely
    help all the useless moments wonder by

    within this circus
    behind these curtain
    hidden for the casual eye
    would they wonder
    stand so puzzled
    wondering just how we live this way

    well maybe this is our own mistake
    but holding heaven sometimes we all fall from grace
    and maybe that's exactly what we need
    no need for heaven when I touch this place
    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: 2,074
    Oh this life
    so deranged
    often bitter
    often lame

    sitting here
    staring there
    wishing much
    but staying still
    not right

    growing numb
    within stagnant limbs
    is what occurs
    when passionless

    Sitting here
    staring there
    holding out
    holding within
    not right

    passing days
    to show something
    to open up
    but staying tame

    Not right
    so lame
    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: 21,410
    I think that feeling is one of the worst there is...it feels like shrinking with passivity and lack of purpose. UGH, ugh, [size=-2]ugh.[/size]
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  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    say these words
    I speak my mind
    I'll give you yours
    just can't deny
    can't hold shit within
    I'll say my piece
    and take back what I may
    you don't say shit
    your mind's confined
    raged, blind
    the truth leaves you dumb
    what's more dismayed

    I give you your's
    you may do the same
    or just sit still
    and let it all sink in
    I've shook you world
    the lies that you hide within
    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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