a poem
Dreams of Red
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the white walls rule
the in-formed skull
the erupting core
the pentagon at war
the diamond's glow
the ruby show
the emerald's bath
the golden path
the midnight song
the road is long
the burning-embers chance
the eternal dance
the kingship fight
the populous right
the maiden's night
the artist's plight
the in-formed skull
the erupting core
the pentagon at war
the diamond's glow
the ruby show
the emerald's bath
the golden path
the midnight song
the road is long
the burning-embers chance
the eternal dance
the kingship fight
the populous right
the maiden's night
the artist's plight
i'm a thief... and a liar...
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
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Lovely words, now please explain the meaning
the goddess of laughter?
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
Huh?
Come again please...?
and no, i dont think anyone in pearl jam would take to explaining their poetic meanings... nor would i want them to
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
this poem is different. i think i would have made it "the maiden's knight", but then i'm a sucker for epic-tales.
you working on some etudes there Dreams or what?
peace.
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see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
I thought that a flow of a sentence, a form were very beautiful.
The impression of this poetry
The heartless present conditions, The present conditions that contradicted it,
The present in confusion...
I thought that I wanted to change my consciousness.
Such a things and the present conditions do not easily change....
There is time thinking so...
but.....
From consciousness surely personal any kind of change.
Thank you for an opportunity!!
thanks again Mina.. change your consciousness? NO WAY! first of all these words are next to nothing, but your consciousness is way too beautiful regardless..
you're too kind really, that's the only change you need. wait, no, ah you know what i mean.
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
you've said too much asshole.
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
anyways i'm seeking help as we speak, so please, don't ever worry about me.. i'll be worrying about you all the same..
:)thanks.
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
Two five-year old boys before the poster of a nightclub,
On which a buoyant girl adjusts her garter,
Say something to each other or just stare
At the saurian whiteness of the thigh
Daimonian, remembering my childhood fears
On this earth of the adults, I grasped who you are.
In their night of distant shooting, fires on the horizon,
Coarse laughter, grapplings, harsh breathing,
The heart of a child is troubled. And you, a wanderer,
Your pity is so strong that you avert your face.
You are a friend of the innocent and the defenseless
Who long for the Kingdom, as was that young rich man
So pure that he blushed hearing a lewd word,
And really suffered from it, and probably for that reason
After his short life, they raised him on the altars.*
*St. Stanislaus Kostka
i am assuming the * marks dedication of this poem to that man.
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
".. this guy overhere tells me to shut up.. well i say fuck you! .."
i'm not really sure what to make of that MEtHeaD.. is that morse code? sorry, i wish i did, but i cant speak morse code, yet anyhow.
i like your signature there though.
peace.
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
peace
".. this guy overhere tells me to shut up.. well i say fuck you! .."
being scared? i've never had that interpretation, interesting though, thanks.
to me i think of Love when i Look to the skies, and that kind of fits in with kissing, at least generally speaking, so i think that's how i'll continue to see It anyways.
jimi hendrix is f"in sweet.