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« on: December 19, 2003, 04:51:50 AM » |
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Anyway, I'm filling this was random ramblings. And poems. And crap. Here is one that I skipped the first part of.
Feet.
Feet Do not Exist in Normal means Of normality, or in ideas that all things are of one thing in creation for, god did not design shoes in his ultimate plan, or, am I mistaken, and shoes were planned all along? Could it be possible, that we have decieved others about this matter of shoes, that we do not even have the slightest ides of what we are going on about in our everyday lives? God did not create the shoe. Man created the shoe, and thus, is man god?
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« Reply #1 on: December 19, 2003, 04:57:00 AM » |
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*scratches head*...
did you write this?
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« Reply #2 on: December 19, 2003, 04:57:43 AM » |
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Yes. Yes I did. If you are going to ask me what it is about, I don't know.
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underruler
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« Reply #3 on: December 19, 2003, 05:00:42 AM » |
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I tried to analyze it and...maybe it's about protection and how shoes protect your feet. And then maybe you're thinking God doesn't provide protection, at least to your knowledge.
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« Reply #4 on: December 19, 2003, 05:01:55 AM » |
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-blinks- I never would have thought about that.
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Perdition
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« Reply #5 on: December 19, 2003, 05:04:09 AM » |
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oo and then you can get into "but what if there is no god?" *puts on athiest hat*
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underruler
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« Reply #6 on: December 19, 2003, 05:25:01 AM » |
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That's prolly the most obvious purpose of the poem...I like to make things complicated.
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« Reply #7 on: December 19, 2003, 12:52:48 PM » |
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Quirky. :ph34r:
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« Last Edit: December 19, 2003, 12:53:00 PM by SS »
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Peter 'SpectralShadows' Boughton, Seeker of Perfection, BPsite Sitelord.
Till shade is gone, till water is gone, into the Shadow with teeth bared, screaming defiance with the last breath, to spit in the Sightblinder's eye on the Last Day.
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Filran
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« Reply #8 on: December 19, 2003, 01:15:34 PM » |
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I've got a ton of crap like that swirling around in my head. xD
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« Reply #9 on: December 19, 2003, 03:16:37 PM » |
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I try to keep my crap swirling around in the toilet. Especially when I'm sick as I am now.
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I'm gonna hang out with my wang out and rock out with my cock out!
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« Reply #10 on: December 19, 2003, 03:21:20 PM » |
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LOL
and fil haven't we all got that strange stuff wondering around in our heads?
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'Joost, like juice but better' ~fire
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underruler
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« Reply #11 on: December 20, 2003, 05:53:00 AM » |
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You mean our brain....?
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« Reply #12 on: December 20, 2003, 06:01:17 AM » |
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Yes. Brain = grey shit. xD Anyway, I'll post more crud up here eventually.
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