Let's try this again.

**truth** · 09-27-2005, 05:19 PM

Greetings and salutations

It’s come to my attention that the naysayers, doubters, haters, pouters, curmudgeons, saints, dudgeons, taints, felines, equines, troglodytes, aspenites, nomads, gonads, maggots and tripe are whispering sweet nothings in the ears of hype. Concerned and perturbed by the hackings of late, these folks are pondering the reasons and fate. What has become of the friend we once knew? Where has he gone and what can we do? Is there a virus coursing through his veins? Is a robot eating his face causing such pain? Is it the compounding interest of injury come due? Or perhaps the remnants of some witches brew? Have the doldrums conquered the seas of fleece? Have the dogs of war unleashed their fleas? Has madness invaded the once insane mind? Have hobbits fed him second breakfast one too many times? Might the bosstones have slipped him a magic riff? Has he finally flung himself off the last cliff?

Rest assured my fine feathered friends, this maggot knows he will not repent. The twists and turns, the bobs and weaves, the neighbors you had over for dog’s breath tea. All conspire, coerce and create the blinding light known as fate. When it chooses to shine one can’t debate. This eruption has been no haughty whim, no stunt to spurn my brothers and kin. What’s transpired here is a beginning and end, all at once and then again. Struggling with choices complex and neat, rethinking the past and correcting the bleak. Here in real time before your eyes, the stifled rants of muffled lies are freed from cages and released to roam, finding their paths like that damn garden gnome. Splattered across the screens of drive-ins long since sold, awakening the judgments of jongs and the old. Corrections at times must be made, without them reality begins to fade. An altering of course to write the ship, there are times when it takes a long overdue trip.

Consider this an apology of sorts if you will, for the collateral damage caused climbing this hill. A torturous ascent with many a fall, the gimp is still on crutches after all. Realizations, condemnations, aspirations and hope, combine and tied into the gallows rope. Thar be pirates and ninjas and those you can trust, but what to do with the ones that prove bust? Hang on to memories, delusions and pain, or drop the baggage and risk being labeled insane? Dies are cast and bridges burned, the plot has thickened, all the while being stirred. Does anyone have the answers to give, or are we all just searching trying to live? Do dreams and nightmares differ that much? Is honesty a policy that works in the clutch? I don’t know, probably never will, but it sure beats swallowing another bitter little pill.
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**truth** · 09-27-2005, 05:22 PM

space reserved for pre-emptive flame war strike post

**Spicoli** · 09-27-2005, 06:38 PM

Did you pee in someone's Cheerios?

**snowsprite** · 09-27-2005, 07:06 PM

"Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths."
- Philip James Bailey, Festus

**50kLeg** · 09-27-2005, 07:23 PM

Quoth the raven, "Nevermore"?

**seatosky** · 09-27-2005, 07:37 PM

"No beer and TV make Homer something something"

**phUnk** · 09-27-2005, 08:32 PM

"I farted."

**aspenskibum** · 09-27-2005, 09:11 PM

lets try THIS again,
huh?

**truth** · 09-27-2005, 09:13 PM

Originally Posted by aspenskibum

lets try THIS again,
huh?

Did I stutter?

**Aldo** · 09-28-2005, 08:12 AM

Dr. Treuss?

**eldereldo** · 09-28-2005, 08:46 AM

Blurred will be back when it snows....

**truth** · 09-28-2005, 10:36 AM

Originally Posted by eldereldo

Blurred will be back when it snows....

Black baby moses is crying while dancing.

**meatdrink9** · 09-28-2005, 10:43 AM

You know, I was like totally pissed off at you, and I was like never going to talk to you again, and I thought "There's no way this truth kid will ever get my love again.", but just when I'm ready to close the door on my heart you go and write something that rhymes. I can't stay mad at someone who rhymes.

**truth** · 09-28-2005, 10:51 AM

Originally Posted by meatdrink9

You know, I was like totally pissed off at you, and I was like never going to talk to you again, and I thought "There's no way this truth kid will ever get my love again.", but just when I'm ready to close the door on my heart you go and write something that rhymes. I can't stay mad at someone who rhymes.

Ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod...I just saw that. I totally didn't even know that it rhymed. That's...soah....kewl.

**Yossarian** · 09-28-2005, 11:10 AM

thumbs up

**iceman** · 09-28-2005, 11:11 AM

I almost wish I knew what the fuck is going on in this thread.

**Buzzworthy** · 09-28-2005, 11:13 AM

Welcome back bro.

**bad_roo** · 09-29-2005, 06:33 AM

Originally Posted by snowsprite

"Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths."
- Philip James Bailey, Festus

"Go to sleep but not to rest
Stepping stones on the yellow sea."
- Philip Bailey, Walking On the Chinese Wall

1984, Columbia Records

**Tippster** · 09-29-2005, 06:47 AM

"If I had ever been here before
I would probably know just what to do
Don't you?
If I had ever been here before on another time around the wheel
I would probably know just how to deal
With all of you
And I feel
like I've been here before
Feel
like I've been here before
And you know it makes me wonder
What's going on under the ground, hmmm
Do you know? Don't you wonder?
What's going on down under you
We have all been here before, we have all been here before
We have all been here before, we have all been here before
We have all been here before, we have all been here before"

-CSN&Y, Deja Vu