Tropical weather.

Apr 07, 2005 21:36

A day framed in heavy storming rains gently tapping on our tinfoil covered windows. The winds dancing fevertly about the usual bustle at Coledge Station. The comerce is ever circling never discontinued from gentle breeze to class 4 Hurricanes, the ants go marching show by song ( Read more... )

Leave a comment

Comments 14

xtiredofhimx April 8 2005, 05:05:28 UTC
whatever )

Reply


xxhatebredxx April 8 2005, 10:17:32 UTC
stfu nigga you aint got shit for micro.

You fools might have me in war3 but wait till sc3 bitches.

When is you're skank ass comming back to nashua, im out of school in 6 weeks so maybe i can finally get off my lazy ass and visit you fuckos in orlando.

hhmm talk to you about it next time you're on. Maybe I can drag matt if he gets some dough.

Justin still lookin like jesus?

Reply


the_horror_show April 8 2005, 14:30:56 UTC
There is no way one could, "End the fruits of of ones ignorance."
You can't choose to not be ignorant, you can only choose the level of ignorance you live your life with.
One could know everything in the world, and have everything in the world, and one would still be plagued by a shred of ignorance.
I just stumbled upon this "realization" not that long ago.
I got tired of trying or pretending to be smart.
I'm not a smart guy, I can wise at times thats it.
Not much more I can add to all o that.
Live life its fun sometimes.

Reply

toxicsully April 8 2005, 14:47:13 UTC
You speak rings of truth in that my ignorance is and always will be ever present. However, individual bouts of ignorance can seek remedy.

Stare to much at the big picture and you realise how minute a detail you realy are.

Delve to far into detail, and find yourself snared by the hooks of infinite complexity.

You got tired of pretending to be smart, I grew tired of evaluating myself. This avoids a lazy state of satisfaction and the frustations of dissatisfaction. I just try to strive understand and enjoy.

The gift of life is in out ability to shape it as we will.

Reply

the_horror_show April 8 2005, 15:15:16 UTC
No one is minute at all, unless you need the world to notice.
And that will never happen.
To me it only takes one persons thoughts, touch, words, even advice to let me know that I am something/someone, that I in fact am more then meets most peoples eyes. Even my own.
I could sit down all day and list to myself every doubt and fear that lurks in the dark areas of my mind, I could just pick at how much of a man I am not and might never be.
But all of that is a losing battle its like a fist fight with air. You will not and cannot win.

"Delve to far into detail, and find yourself snared by the hooks of infinite complexity."

This is very true, but why play with matches in a house soaked in gasoline?

We can shape our life's to what ever we want.
But we need to try to shape it to what we want, instead of laying down and taking it as it is.

Reply

toxicsully April 8 2005, 16:48:13 UTC
The years have treated you well then Dahvid. Next time I'm in Nashua, I'm thinking we should get cofee or something, for starters.

Your the man bro, its been to long.

Reply


tinpan_alley April 8 2005, 14:49:35 UTC
Your friends have some odd names there, buddy.

Reply

toxicsully April 8 2005, 16:51:42 UTC
They generaly prefer to not be mentioned, so I respect that as far as I can while maintaining accuracy.

Reply

xxhatebredxx April 17 2005, 08:08:15 UTC
you're names wierder then mine.

so ha.

Reply


toxicsully April 8 2005, 17:10:52 UTC
Did a little editing, Maybe next time I'll post while sober. Who knows?

Reply


Leave a comment

Up