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A little poem i wrote while homeless

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posted on Apr, 28 2006 @ 01:00 AM
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Th biggest problem I'm having readjusting into normality is the memories, So many good memories tainted by the fact I was actually purely irresponsible.

As someone recently told me I am a lost soul it seems so appropriate.




posted on Apr, 28 2006 @ 04:31 PM
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Interesting aspect. why do you beleive your a lost soul? I at times find I too am a lost soul. Nice term, tell the person he/she has potential intelligence. I truly find that when I feel to wonderous I write, it helps me focus my energy. What about you?



posted on Apr, 29 2006 @ 09:39 AM
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Sometimes yes, sometimes no. I do use writing as an outlet though.
It helps a great deal.



posted on Apr, 29 2006 @ 11:00 AM
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I think that may be my problem... that I have no outlet...
I'm not that great of a writer and the facilities for the sports I do have been closed.
ah well... golf is starting soon... not a prollem anymore

oh and I'm not a lost soul: my soul is right here... so where the hell is here anyway

[edit on 4/29/06 by TristanBW9456]



posted on Feb, 28 2007 @ 10:04 PM
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This should reawaken this thread long dormant. lol

Here's one I wrote today on a whim after a small rant on myspace.

Aliens Or God.

"Towards the end, the humans seem to view,"
"How odd," Zarbok the alien says to you.
"Why do they argue about the beginning,"
"Well," you explain, "I think we like complaining."
"How odd," Zarbok says, “Where does that lead anyway,"
You laugh and then explain, "Well Zarbok, usually it leads to war."
Zarbok ponders, “why with violence instead of discussing it away,"
"We are primitive, “you say,” our enlightment as a species is still quite far."
"Well then, Carry on and I will continue to watch for a thousand more years,"
"Damnit Zarbok," you complain, "why can't you help and alleviate some of our fears."
“HA, as if I would step foot on your planet, I'd be eaten alive by your bacteria,"
"Your kind must figure this out alone, one day you'll qualify to come live in utopia."



posted on Mar, 1 2007 @ 05:51 PM
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Hey thats pretty interesting i like how the alien avoided stepping on earth cause of bacteria. (War of the Worlds maybe?)



posted on Mar, 2 2007 @ 01:33 AM
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well, it's really jsut the logical step in the conversation.
In the years when spaniards and such came to america their colds and flus wich they naturally became resistant to killed off untold numbers of native americans. the incans were nearly wiped out by either cortez or the flu.

Mind you I'm sure if zarbok had been part of any advanced species they would be able to instantly cure themselves.



posted on Mar, 8 2007 @ 05:30 PM
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LOL! thanx i waz just kidding i really liked the poem.
Unfortunatly i can't write any poems:shk:But i enjoy reading



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