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He said, "I agree, want to do another?"
by cone (i, iii, v, vii, ix, xi, xiii, xv), and jared (ii, iv, vi, viii, x, xii, xiv)
IHe said, "I agree, want to do another?"II"oh yeah," she says and opens with a quote by him, who responds with a quote by herIIIwait a minute now, that's not how this is supposed to go. She pouted a bit.IVSupposed, should, have to, must, polite, correct, expected, assumed, right, wrong, good, bad. A judgement by any other name still smells likVe <negative anticipation>. She knew only too well that she was weak, selfish and let anxiety rule her life, and yetVIAnd yet maybe what she thinks was known too well, wasn't. Perhaps the real rules and who rules is yet to be discoveredVIIStepping off into the Great Unknown to do all that discovering ellicits great consternationVIIINegative anticipation provokes fear and fear; great consternation. Stepping into the abyss, like keeping ones eyes open at the moment of deIXcision which fuels the astonishing progress of the headlong rush into truth, arriving at selfXcision is especially powerful when used for de to make in with pre, for re and ex of, what we are not, so what remains is USXIthat essential truth, the US, seems somewhat elusive; other times so very closeXIIThe Truth is the I, inclusive of all that exists; the Truth is LoveXIIIhow to bring truth to "Truth" is learning to love me, love others, love the discombobulationXIVLove is who and what we are, we need only let go of what is not, at deeper and deeper levels until there is nothing left but LoveXVIt's God's handiwork: a lesson hard to come by but throughly learned. This will change everything. -
Listen to the hemidemisemibreve, kay?
by Chris (i), Kevin (ii), Trey (iii), Jason (iv), Dave (v), Stephanie (vi), and Abbie (vii)
IListen to the hemidemisemibreve, kay?IIFollow down the ouncespounds and drownsaroundsIIITake a left turn once in pwnytown.IVDon't look up; they'll stare you down.VJust enough to silence your soundsVIThey fall within reach and then float awayVIILike a drop of rain outside my windowpane -
Lifeless puppet, no hand inside the sock
by hork (i), Holly (ii, vi), Jana (iii), Wayne (iv), Kevin (v), voluminous (vii), and danellopee (viii)
ILifeless puppet, no hand inside the sockIIMuppet. Moppet. Marionette. Rife with metaphor.IIIChocolate chips and pickup sticks; life is such a bore.IVBoredom spread in Facebook thread; new Mafia War.VThis was nothing like the MySpace that had come beforeVIPink squeaker toys for dogs can only be so cute before they get creepyVIIbut consequences be damned, the loofah just seemed to *fit*VIIINow to conjure a convincing story for the Urgent Care doctor… -
Her room is a landscape of regrets
by tim (i), Shelley (ii), rod (iii), jenee (iv), and willis (v)
IHer room is a landscape of regretsIIstrewn with one-eyed dolls and used tissuesIIIBazooka Joe's legend outlives the faded wrapperIVlike the stiff cardboard gum soon void of flavorVAnd now we here warn you don't tarry or waver -
Cheetos on the street
by Rob (i, vi), James (ii, v), blahed (iii), nwah (iv), Andy (vii), Jackson (viii), Josiah (ix), and Meredith (x)
ICheetos on the streetIInew shoes on my feetIIIone day I found some wheatIVwith a beatVmake some time to meetVIBaby hook me up with some Deets!VIIRocking out to some beatsVIIIWearing a scarf, a cane, and a jaunty hatIXpropane, lidocane, summoning HASMATXSmiled, the isle of my dreams