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  • Being Enlightened
    Being Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    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
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Being Enlightened
    Being Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    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! :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • even flow?
    even flow? Posts: 8,066
    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?
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • Radar(Baba)O'Riley
    Radar(Baba)O'Riley Posts: 947
    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
    Radar(Baba)O'Riley Posts: 947
    Originally posted by even flow?
    OH what some of us would do without you?
    Yeah, all the yogurt would go to waste.
  • Being Enlightened
    Being Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    :D Thanks guys! :D

    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! :D
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Radar(Baba)O'Riley
    Radar(Baba)O'Riley Posts: 947
    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, :D
  • Being Enlightened
    Being Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    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
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Being Enlightened
    Being Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    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
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • john girl
    john girl Posts: 308
    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
    Being Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    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. :D

    Thanks for reading my stuff, john girl!
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Being Enlightened
    Being Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    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. :D And I'm not giving any clues.
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Radar(Baba)O'Riley
    Radar(Baba)O'Riley Posts: 947
    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
    Being Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    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! :D

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

    And loving it! :D
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Goulet
    Goulet Posts: 918
    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
    Sound Posts: 579
    cxcz
    It was a dream, not a nightmare. A beautiful dream I could never imagined in a thousand nods. I saw this girl next to me, she wasn't beautiful until she smiled. And I felt that smile come at me in heat waves following. Soaking through my body and out my finger tips in shafts of color. And I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere, that there was love for me.

    Jim Carrol
  • Being Enlightened
    Being Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    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
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Radar(Baba)O'Riley
    Radar(Baba)O'Riley Posts: 947
    That was excellent and creepybut needed more SPANKING
    Can't find a Bloody Man....
  • BhagavadGita
    BhagavadGita Posts: 1,748
    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. :D And I'm not giving any clues.
  • Being Enlightened
    Being Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    :) Hey, how did your thoughts get in my poem? :)

    Not genius, just perverted but nobody's supposed to know about that! :D
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen

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