

WorshipNo God can fit In one building In one religion Or even in a word The idea is bigger than thatWorship
Some force that - Whatever you call it - Pervades everything And is grand enough To create molecules And minute enough To detail mountains Cannot be described, Named, understood
So Allah, Jehovah, Nature, evolution Are just manifestations Of a human desire To define the undefineable
The real worship Is unaldulturated wonder


EddieHe sits there and hidesEddie
With his badass facade Tells each time he got stoned And each time he got laid He stands and he brags
To all who can hear And trys not to let on He's consumed by his fear
Sometimes it slips off The hard outer shell Your eyes strain to see You can just barely tell That he wants to get out That he wants to be free Of the image he's made For the world to see
And you want to help out To lend him a hand But you fear that he'll snap Say you don't understand So you let him withdraw Way


HomeDriving on a lonely stretch of interstate Through the Dakotas, at night With hundreds of miles Of farm fields, wheat, corn, soy Stretching in every directionHome
You have to marvel at the scope of it all America all around you More of an idea than a place As you stare at these fields, This sweeping chunk of a nation That encompasses you Passing you along its trails Hiding oyu in the anonymnity Of great distances As you make your way home Wherever that is Whatever that is
And whatever brought you here To this lonely, strangely
daffodil cowboy

UntitledAt first it was just Sunday night. Sunday night meant five more days to sink deeper and deeper into the armpit of society. At first it was just a depression. It was just a slump, accompanied by a sickly feeling of gloom.Untitled
Then you started thinking about suicide more often. The quirky scenarios enacted in your dreams started coming to life in the days to follow. Time started jumping at frighteningly unsteady intervals. Food had no flavor. Money started appearing out of nowhere.
Under your bed.
Inside your closet.
On the bottom of the sock drawer.
No stability was left in your schedule. And what a sc


unconventionalwhat do you think?unconventional
not that I really care I just
need to be sure that when you ask me
(as you inevitably will polite as you are) I can respond quickly and with conviction reciting your words but negating your verbs and
adding nots and don’ts in
all the right places and
conjuring the appropriate
antonyms once in a while all without the sneer of a cynic because that’s been done before
this isn’t snobbery or Teenage Rebellion
my neglected commas and colons (or is it semi-colons?) aren’t just to
MUFFINs
Spread the DA POO around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can FLING POO AT the person who kissed you!
2- You can't FLING POO AT the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- FLING POO AT 6 other people
4- You should FLING POO AT them in public! THROW it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random POO FLINGS are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started FLINGING POO right away!
what is ur icon?
Tk u so much 4 the
Have fun!
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Some things are the way they are
and words just can't explain
So throw them at the next innocent person that standing near you!
RULES!!!
1-You must throw gummy bears at at least '6' people!
Your ammunition!
2-You can't throw a gummy bear at the person who threw one at you.
3-Unfortunately, you can't eat them.
4-Start spreading the gummy bear throwing love around DA!
Let the chucking commence!
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