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You ready? You look ready.
I'm making some DVDs for people. And talking to some people.
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"This is that human freedom, which all boast that they possess, and which consists solely in the fact, that men are conscious of their own desire, but are ignorant of the causes whereby that desire has been determined." -Baruch Spinoza



"I think the key is that everyone wants to matter, especially to their sex partners. We have created a world in which we treat sex as a private recreational activity, with no moral or social significance. But when sex is a recreational activity, my partner becomes a consumer good. And we all know what we do with consumer goods that cease to satisfy: We get rid of them. In this world of consumer sex, it is socially acceptable to use other people. But no one really wants to be used. I think that is the ultimate source of our disappointments with the modern consumer-sex approach."
I am listening to a great song by Switchfoot that reiterates the above:

Sex is currency
She sells cars,
She sells magazines
Addictive bittersweet, clap your hands,
With the hopeless nicotines

Everyone's a lost romantic,
Since our love became a kissing show
Everyone's a cassanova,
Come and pass me the mistletoe

Everyone's been scared to death of dying here alone

She, is easier to love
It's easier to lie
It's easier to fake and smile and brag

It's easier leave
It's easier to lie
It's harder to face ourselves at night
Feeling alone,
What have we done?
What is the monster we've become?

Where is my soul?

Sex is industry,
The CEO, of corporate policy
Skin-deep ministry,
Suburban youth, hail your so-called liberty

Every advertising antic,
I've been a ways with a neon glow
War and love become pedantic,
We wage love with a mistletoe

Everyone's been scared to death of dying here alone

She, is easier to love
It's easier to lie
It's easier to fake and smile and brag

It's easier leave
It's easier to lie
It's harder to face ourselves at night
Feeling alone,
What have we done?
What is the monster we've become?

Where is my soul?


I think this is starting to become an interest of mine. . .
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I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
T.S Eliot, "Preludes"



Wondering why I am leaning against the wall and staring at the computer screen most of the time instead or reading posts…
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~William Blake ~

AiSv Nv wa do hi ya do...
(Walk in Peace)




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history *is* moralizing
Originally Posted by Caitlyn
Wondering why I am leaning against the wall
Throwing Muses

Delicate Cutters

It's just the lack
Of time I keep
Reaching out, lashing out

It's just the lines
Run down the walls
I can't believe they never fall
The walls never leave
And the walls begin to scream

Ahhh
And my toes against the wall
I stare ahead
The door inside the wall
Your face inside the door
You crawl across the room

The picture never moves
My books are very still
You slide to my feet
You slide across the floor

I
Throw your head across the ice
I
Throw my head through a window
Crash
Like poetry

It's four o'clock, I'm waiting
Your face appears
I keep forgetting your name
While I'm writing this, you
You crash through the wall
You fall off the floor

I
Slide your head across the ice
I
Throw my hands through the window
Crash
Like gods

A room
Full of delicate cutters
All sitting down, the room has many doors
All but one of them are closed
She goes around
(Remember)
Opening the doors

This has another ending
Full of innocent children
One of them are closed

She goes around
This has another ending
(Remember the room)
Full of delicate cutters
Opening the doors
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We're a generation of men raised by women. I'm wondering if another woman is really the answer we need.



i'm SUPER GOOD at Jewel karaoke
sitting here wondering if maybe i had a little bit of dyslexia in me...every day at my work im jotting down a lot of numbers, then later have to pull that file...at least twice a day i grab the wrong file by switching one of the numbers...

also im wondering where in gods name the time went this morning...morning? im sorry, afternoon...
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I'm watching the sub-zero disco bit at the Chilly Olympics.

Dunno quite what it is about female ice skaters that I find so sexy. Is it their poise? Their grace? Their looooong legs? Or those shiny instruments of torture on the ends of their feet?

Thanks for the heads up Annie, you're right...
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Gonna post this message and waiting for my spaghetti to get done in the microwave.



There's treachery afoot!!!
Watching King of The Hill
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I am half agony, half hope.
Getting a foot massage from my husband while I type on my laptop.
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There's treachery afoot!!!
I was watching That 70's Show, but now I find myself wanting a foot massage.



Originally Posted by Mrs. Darcy
Getting a foot massage from my husband while I type on my laptop.
Send him to my house
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You ready? You look ready.
Just woke up. At 7:30 A.M. on a Saturday!! What the hell is wrong with the world?! Lol. Oh, BTW, I got invited into the National Beta Club. Cool huh?



I was reading one of those "this day in history" sites when I ran across the following...


February 18 - Famous Birthdays:

1933 - Yoko Ono Lennon, [Mrs John Lennon], Tokyo Japan, vocalist(?)



... and had to laugh… apparently whoever wrote that appreciates her singing abilities as much as I do…