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#161 JustAnEyedea

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Posted 01 February 2017 - 04:16 PM

Gnar=gnarly I'm not sure if you were asking to elaborate on gnar, but there ya go
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Posted 01 February 2017 - 05:39 PM

Ha ha, yeah I knew what you meant. :)
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Posted 01 February 2017 - 06:11 PM

Ok. I was gonna say...

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Posted 01 February 2017 - 06:38 PM

He's been steady biting my b boy style!

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Posted 01 February 2017 - 06:56 PM

Yeah, well if he invites you over, and he has a meathook in his hand, and a gleam in his eye...

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Posted 03 February 2017 - 08:09 PM

This one is pretty sick, and twisted.

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 This childhood rape house needs big :hug:'s. Art should be disturbing, but your boarder line scary here man. I've even listen to Pantera -good friends bottle of pills a hundred times and actually enjoyed it, but this man?



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Posted 20 September 2017 - 11:01 AM

Shadows Light

 

From the shadows are

Things brought to light

Specters coaxed from

Cloaks of the night

Still stained glass colors

Only one's sight

Individual palates painting

Each isolated fight

Staunch in standing

Belief bloody right

Gods act naught

But through each's might

Sparingly spill judgement

One another's plight

Beware of deception

Bringing false light

 

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Posted 21 October 2017 - 07:26 PM

Skywatcher:That is absolutely beautiful and moving. I can relate a lot to your Sister friend, and I'm sorry you have to watch it happen. It's strange reading this from the outside perspective, I'm sure that's how my family sees me at times, definitely touching. Thank you for sharing it here, beautiful piece. I will share something I have written in some dark times, and then some I have written in positivity.

A Haiku written in a very dark depression:Solicitude:Seek out from withinThe darkness revealed againI wish I could feeland a song I wrote for my Dad. I'm sure he's here on Mycotopia someplace, pretty sure at least. I haven't talked to him in years because Greed and Anger consumed him and his Ego really tainted his perception, but I do love him quite a bit and wish things went differently. I'm sure he's here because he grows his own med bud and used to use psychedelics, but anyways, Dad if you're reading this anytime you'll understand what I'm referring to. I miss you and I hope we both find our way and can make things better.Father:If I could returnTo a land of imaginationA Place of InstigationI wouldWouldn't I?If I could returnTo an Inflated Castle ParadiseA Smiling Man with Disconnected EyesI wouldWouldn't I?If I could returnTo a silky party made of stringSurrounded by a Circus ring I wouldWouldn't I? If I could returnTo a Golden Horse that runs AboundA Playground built upon the CloudsI wouldWouldn't I?If I could return,To my Kingdom floating in the SkyA Place where only Angels flyI wouldWouldn't I?If I could returnTo a Crystal decorated Light roomWhere only things like fine perfume Won't roamI wouldWouldn't I?If I could returnTo a time where paper carried little sacksEverything was all detachedI wouldWouldn't I?If I could returnTo a tree where distance knew no boundsWhere water sung such gentle soundsI wouldWouldn't I?If I could returnI wouldWouldn't I?And lose whats lost all over againBring myself to another pathI couldn't change a thing If I could returnI wouldJust to hold your hand and help us learn.I would

Here's to rope swinging over small streams and playing with a beautiful yellow lab in the backyard on summer days.To Arathu, you are a wordsmith. I am in awe at your ability to express and your talent with words, thank you for sharing your work as well.Such talent here from everyone. I love these.

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Posted 21 October 2017 - 07:45 PM

Thank you all for contributing to a thread my son started. The beauty that lies within the pages of memories and thoughts like these reveals the light and darkness we all have inside, revealed only to the safety of the written words we share.

In his writing, he said he thought i was here somewhere. I was, in the memories of my son, when he thought of me. My physical being just caught up, too late and right on time, because all reason and meaning is our own creation.

I miss the possibilities that ended with your physical being. Today, now, each now i have, till the end of time, i'll miss your hugs, your creativity, your empathy and compation.

We'll make wonderful music my son because we're never truly apart.
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Posted 21 October 2017 - 09:36 PM

I miss the possibilities that ended with your physical being. Today, now, each now i have, till the end of time, i'll miss your hugs, your creativity, your empathy and compation.

We'll make wonderful music my son because we're never truly apart.

Thank you for making yourself known. ams was a most beautiful soul, and I too miss the possibilitys that ended with his physical being. He left many pieces and shared glimpses of his kind and compassionate being here, and I am glad and grateful for the knowing of him.

 

I wish I could give you a physical hug. I do send you love. Love transcends death, and I send love and gratitude to your son often.

 

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Edited by Skywatcher, 21 October 2017 - 09:55 PM.

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Posted 06 November 2017 - 01:40 PM

Been a long-time.

Birthing of Emotion

FEAR, HATE, SADDNESS, LOVE
What's the origan of the emotions we have
Something happen'd in the lives we live

It's just a happening till we give it a name
Good, Bad, Happy or Sad all emotion is a creation of you
interpretaions of Something happening in the lives we live

It's these added meanings that make up our you
Those explainations of happenings is where each our realities lay

This is good, this is fine, I remember the taste of fine wine.
This is bad, so sad, I remember the the past good times that we had
I'm guilty don't you see, that's when I'm listening to all of those who verify me.

Colapsing what happened, with our story about what happened is where emotions lie.
I Feel 'WHAT HAPPENED?' focus, 'WHAT'S MY STORY ABOUT IT?', focus

Story, Meaning, Reason, all are the sperm to the EGG of Happening.
Seperating storys from happenings Creates Clearity

Understanding the birthing of emotion can happen.
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Posted 06 November 2017 - 01:45 PM

Silence

It's in the silence where all came
Loudest voice ever heard controls the same

Something happens and we're driven to explain
Find some reason to accept and stay sain.

That inner voice that we all have
Controlls all our existence, directs our path

All coming from stories of happenings from our past
Placing each story for furture view
Directing each and every moment that we have.

Only our individual worlds and perspective exist in the Silence
Creation at its finest, limitations, possibilities, emotions dwell here.
Created by self, contolled by few

Understanding it seems all so so clear
A duh moment is how it hit my inner ear
when I realiized what came from Silence was not real
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Posted 06 November 2017 - 01:46 PM

Video Mind

Years We program the mind
taking screenshots of moments in time

explaining the importance of each frame
each waking moment totally doing the same

The Stories that the screenshots hold
seem to be where all reality seems to unfold

Alone with the Video of all we know
seems to be where all dought, fear and insecurity grow

Each screenshot getting flagged by the past
What not to do, what to avoid, when to run away fast.

So limiting, smaller gets our world
Till pain, anxiety and fear of living is all that you hold.

I miss the days when we used to talk
complete with facial expressions and that little gaulk

back to the screenshots of my whole life,
reflecting on every defect every pain and stife.

Blessing and a curse this Video Mind works
To referance occationally for life's next thing
interacting with eachother seems to be when it sings.

Cured in the reflections and the dwelling of every little fault
every little kink, all the stumbles, all the falls, all the self created
inpenatrable walls.
It's gleaning from the interaction of others where theas all fall.

It's the secrest of life you see, interacting you and me.
Living into the psositive listenting of others sets us free.
He's good at..., Thier so create in thier..., Beautiful, Loving, Compassionate
These are the words we crave to hear
Somehow thier is a filter or louder conversation from our inner ear
making it so so difficult to accept what we hear.

Live into the world's positive listening of you from the Screenshots
Of the Video Mind.
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#174 Justintime

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Posted 06 November 2017 - 09:59 PM

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The fuck out the wayyyy I grow on hayyyy.
I'll grow on you too. I'll feed on your pewww.
I'll live in your jar and take you far. I'm a mushroom and I'll get in your head when you're on your bed in the dark or in the park. Sucking your thumb with your head on your bum . Don't cry for mommy I'm not letting you go. Till six in the morning. Enjoy the show. Like a caterpillar smoking a hookah I'll take all your patience to make this rain dance, you'll be so happy like yo name is Chappiee. I'm telling you I'll make your blood blue with the goo I inoculate you in your numerology I'm part of history fifty times more than your slime rock evolution its my contribution my blue solution ain't no confusion when I arise before your eyes don't eat meat pies or think of thighs. I'll crush your ego amigo comprende? Ole!

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Posted 06 November 2017 - 10:26 PM

The green in her eyes under azure skies as the wind whispers at her heels do you remember me when we were once one beneath the sun more free than kings whose gold of all things could not buy wings or the trust of her majesty.

She's a horse of course

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Posted 07 November 2017 - 09:26 AM

I made this jar of funny for every time I smoke. I think of something funny and I have a little joke. I write it on some paper and put it in the jar. And when I'm stoned I read them Hee Hee Ho Ho Ha Ha!
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