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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 4:20 am
by Mr. Potatoe Head
Mr. Potatoe Head wrote:Dear What Have I Done,
Nothing my friend...
Two good eyes and still can't see a field of death, just one more from too many. Conspiracy among friends... sex, babies and death, let the animals feed and the maggots get their fill. Of course we'll still hear the field mice off in the distance.
Love,
Spuds
Dear Parasite Behavrorist,
Just so you don't compost the words above wrong, never once I pretending to be another, yet for the sake of the truth I will explain.
Two good eyes and still can't see a field of death, just one more from too many.
To understand this you must read the next line...Conspiracy among friends...sex, bablies and death, let the animals feed and the maggots get their fill.
Nothing more nothing less than the circle of life. People are blind to what is going on around them... wars, global warming, etc.. yet they still bring children blindly into the strew. I am not saying that it wrong but just think we should solve the problems at hand now, rather than add to them.
Of course we'll still hear the field mice off in the distance.
The circle of life continues.
Perhaps it's too abstract for most and I only understand fully what it was meant to be. Words taking on a life of thier own, makes it art... more to the picture than meets the eye, per say.
Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 10:32 am
by Xanadu
Dear Doc,
In a world of kings and queens I try to stay out of the jaws of the machine. I can alway hear it running at my heels in a metallic rumble. The emperor holds a press conference winning over the hearts of fools with promises of prosperity and peace. That illusion is as real as the TV screen its broadcast on. Stars and stripes blinding their hearts with pride and wealth. More and more princesses and princes are made mass produced through public "education". The unity is as mindless as it is heartless. Millions of feet stomping wayward ideas and wayward love, trapping the wind and boxing in expression. The worst of all is they think that's freedom and they believe they are kings and queens. Like kings and queens they have all the power in the world, without their unity there would be no emperor.
Signed,
Xan
Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 5:47 am
by Mr. Potatoe Head
Dear Xan,
A gust of wind and a piercing arrow finding a snake in the grass for my weary bones to cheer...
For many, the piercing arrow of fear strikes to heart with its' ghost-like quality. The transparent, smoky, frail, and temporal arrow of fear relies on illusion to fool them and their ever-so intelligent mind that can never be wrong. As they turn away from the path of rightness, of their true life that they were born to live, fear returns to the dark woods as a whispery haunting laugh follows the blind back to the illusion of familiarity and security.
Love and caring,
Spuds
Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 7:53 pm
by Xanadu
Dear Doctor Spud,
The monstrous bitch snaps the whip sending terriers scurrying from under her feet. The transformation caught me by surprise and I remain hidden. How can I tame such a beast?
Signed,
Wary
Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 1:08 pm
by zepboy
Dear Doctor Spud,
My right hand doesn't know what my left hand is doing. What can I do?
-Neither handed.
Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 2:32 pm
by Mr. Potatoe Head
Xanadu wrote:Dear Doctor Spud,
The monstrous bitch snaps the whip sending terriers scurrying from under her feet. The transformation caught me by surprise and I remain hidden. How can I tame such a beast?
Signed,
Wary
Dear Wary,
Buy her some doggy treats.
Hugs,
Spuds
Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 2:33 pm
by Mr. Potatoe Head
zepboy wrote:Dear Doctor Spud,
My right hand doesn't know what my left hand is doing. What can I do?
-Neither handed.
Dear Neither handed,
Get Dawn to do it.
Hugs,
Spud
Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 8:45 pm
by zepboy
Thanks Spud.
It's good to know I'm in good . . . hands!
-capably handled
Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2007 4:12 pm
by Xanadu
Dear Doc,
If domesticated monster purrs, should I pet it?
Signed,
Still Wary
Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2007 12:06 pm
by awip2062
Dear Doctor Spudly,
The sky isn't crying. I can't find the tears that ran down the street anymore. How will the skies eyes stay moist and clear?
Signed,
SRV
Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 11:55 pm
by Aerosmitten
Me Dear Dr Spudly,
**hugs**
Signed, Dr H
Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 6:03 am
by Me
Dear Dr. H,
Life's like turtle soup the shell remains behind to remind us of the hard times.
Hugs,
Spuds
Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 11:42 am
by Aerosmitten
Dear Spuds,
Tortoise shell soup bowls would be killer for pizza soup.
Signed, H the H
Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 8:58 pm
by Xanadu
Dear Spud,
Flaming crackers fall to meet surface tension dry soup lots of smoke empty bowl
signed,
Sedative Eyes
Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 9:14 pm
by zepboy
Flaming crackers, Batman! Can you smoke the empty bowl dry of tension soup?
Hey Doc, do I need help?