

Know Your PlaceMy tongue is hard to hold when it is lubed up with contempt rage and rage and nothing changes, I guess I know my place screaming's good for you, it's true, but what good will it do? the lump just comes back two days later, now it's choking youKnow Your Place
stand up straight and thrust my chest out, public self defense cup of coffee, get this off me, face the day's events count to three, don't fuck with me, the threat is on my face all that work and nothing happens, I guess I know my place
midday sun debilitates me, cuts me off from God dual mind makes living life a fight against myself &n


Freewrite 04-12-08You could have some if you wanted. I don't just go giving this away to any old body who comes along. You ever see something you really want to be near, like a proud oak or a lovely, cool stream? Except, you see, our nearness, it's bits and bytes being callously scraped together. I'm feeling things through these executables and commands that aren't just cold and mathematical. There's nothing routine about it. It's added a vigor to me, to be near this. To drink a small sip of it and see how it tastes. It's not scented with some synthetic cherry pectin, that false sweetness carried by dime store candy and cheap christmas candles. The flavor hitsFreewrite 04-12-08


The ForestOf all the different places I could be when outdoors, I find the most joy and beauty in the forest. No matter the season, it offers a sea of colors to guide my eye. Its songs and sounds fill my ears and I become full of inner motion. Within the forest, I feel as if time has stopped and a moment could go on indefinitely. Though many things in our world dynamically shift and roil about, the forest has within it a need to remain as it must be, and change only when it finds call to do so.The Forest
When I first step away from the burping engines of the cars and the oppressive slurry of mankind's concrete and steel, I breathe in and hold it for


Big BangThe lilting song reaches me across worlds and doors unopened she is silver, she is lit by many suns as hands connect so does a universe there can be no evil seven seas are not enough to quench this kind of hot she touches me, I can fly I strain to see, I will go blind to look so long as it is all I see foreverBig Bang
Filled and vital, my banner unfurls behind united with myself I charge there can be no evil I am the hammer hear me, we will make this dream we will build it from the sweet words and gentle hands of millennia I will die for it and be reborn within
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Ich habe niemals einen wahren Gott gehasst,
Aber den Gott der Leute die ich hasste
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I'm love ~AdamZivojnovich
MOTHER FUCKING *SHARK-ARMY! SHIT!
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Illegitimi non carborundum
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Some people are ment for great things, and some poepole are ment to Opp chat rooms
Angry hornets worship Martha Stewart
Blueberrys and mayo!!!!!111!!
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Illegitimi non carborundum
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I aint Fred Flinstone but can make your bed rock! unf unf unf, baby
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Illegitimi non carborundum
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I'm love ~AdamZivojnovich
MOTHER FUCKING *SHARK-ARMY! SHIT!
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