There are two kinds of men, you see, or should I say two sexual minds in every man: the dick man and the nut man. The dick man is all about his tool. He obsesses about it, fights with it, drives with it, eats with it, works with it. The dickman's dick always precedes him. For the dick man, it's about power and control, stimulus...
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cat:
I couldn't agree more with all of the above. and I'd say Kill your TV as well, except that I too enjoy the Chapelle Show. Cheers. 
t:
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Body:
"My God...it's full of stars,"
If you could live to be 203, would you? If you had the knowledge to make this life worth living and, equally important, the strength would you want it? or would you pawn it...off on someone less qualified? would you wisely use it, or would you abuse it? could you breath in the pain with the joy,...
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Body:
"My God...it's full of stars,"
If you could live to be 203, would you? If you had the knowledge to make this life worth living and, equally important, the strength would you want it? or would you pawn it...off on someone less qualified? would you wisely use it, or would you abuse it? could you breath in the pain with the joy,...
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Wut Time is Love
The concern over time is a sign of age, I think. I notice my perception of what "my time," is worth, is never consistent. Sometimes, I feel that time is cruel:we retire,too old to enjoy our wealth, or maybe we feel that life has passed us by, while we're caught up achieving success.Other times, life seems far too short.I often wonder...
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The concern over time is a sign of age, I think. I notice my perception of what "my time," is worth, is never consistent. Sometimes, I feel that time is cruel:we retire,too old to enjoy our wealth, or maybe we feel that life has passed us by, while we're caught up achieving success.Other times, life seems far too short.I often wonder...
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Cypherin
it's opportunistic, mystic cypherin, it's ritualistic, my own form of voodoo.reanimating the dead, locked w/in the echochamber, my head, so many dreadful things i've done and said must rid these memories slithering through my soul must shed this psychic skin, up-chuck the demon of old I am left naked, center starving, and right cold that's rebirth, take comfort, a lost soul has just been...
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it's opportunistic, mystic cypherin, it's ritualistic, my own form of voodoo.reanimating the dead, locked w/in the echochamber, my head, so many dreadful things i've done and said must rid these memories slithering through my soul must shed this psychic skin, up-chuck the demon of old I am left naked, center starving, and right cold that's rebirth, take comfort, a lost soul has just been...
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cinder:
Crushing fresh flowers into the womb of eternity, hear the faint splashes of foot fetish kings in rebellion of a new world order, they cry out as the sun bakes their thick skin, like an orange that rots from the inside out, pouring it's sour juices into the eyes of mortality...
sirreal:
Soul Fishin
bobbling atop
deeply disturbing,
noceans of eternity,
caught at birth
in a death R.I.P. Tai die
Chia pet ritual harvest
of our hohm grown,
very own has been
sprouting buddhas,
from belly buttons of
hungry ghosts digging
deeper holes in
tomorrow's graveyards
shoveling yesterday's sorrow
hand over fist into
infinity's misty eyed comedy
[Edited on Sep 10, 2004 1:24AM]
bobbling atop
deeply disturbing,
noceans of eternity,
caught at birth
in a death R.I.P. Tai die
Chia pet ritual harvest
of our hohm grown,
very own has been
sprouting buddhas,
from belly buttons of
hungry ghosts digging
deeper holes in
tomorrow's graveyards
shoveling yesterday's sorrow
hand over fist into
infinity's misty eyed comedy
[Edited on Sep 10, 2004 1:24AM]
Music is life and life is a dancer.
All thoughts are cloudy skydancers.
Emotions attract, react, retractable flashdancers.
Who has time for tips?
Flooding meyend full of magnetic
Farm animals lapdancing
With the alphabet upon regrigerator
Doors revolve around the world.
A rag-tag fugitive Arc of Egos,
Casts a weary anchor,
Fishing for ground to grip.
In between birth a bobble headed death dreams
Recombinant...
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All thoughts are cloudy skydancers.
Emotions attract, react, retractable flashdancers.
Who has time for tips?
Flooding meyend full of magnetic
Farm animals lapdancing
With the alphabet upon regrigerator
Doors revolve around the world.
A rag-tag fugitive Arc of Egos,
Casts a weary anchor,
Fishing for ground to grip.
In between birth a bobble headed death dreams
Recombinant...
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mayorella:
I hope to Gods and Dogs that you are an MC/Lyricist of some sort.
And if not, you better look into it.
Your words need to be sung.
Nice things,
m.
And if not, you better look into it.
Your words need to be sung.
Nice things,
m.
sirreal:
awww, shux, ty 
"There are two kinds of selfish people in this world: the Wise and the Otherwise. The Otherwise, or Unwise selfish people, think only of themselves, and the result is confusion and pain. The Wise selfish people know that the best thing they can do for themselves is to be there for others. As a result, they experience joy."
His Holiness 14th Dalai Lama
Padmesambhava Incarnate,...
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His Holiness 14th Dalai Lama
Padmesambhava Incarnate,...
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sirreal:
just a bunch o'pics of me and my peeps