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from valhalla - Thursday, April 19, 2007
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ok so this is a product of a charlie trip and system of a down blasting in the background.


This is round the time I say my goodbyes and head home
But thereís too much fuckin fun to be had
And when the potions out im never alone
Take it smooth take it slow
It stares at me, we got this connection
Crawling inside, itís found its way home

Entertaining my mind, seems like my only friend
Mysteries unwind
But there are times when it just goes round the bend

And all that is alive maintains an absorbent feeling
Itís just never really enough
Itís my obsessive healing
And I canít wonder why I didnít just get back home
No I canít wonder why
Cuz itís too fucked up being dry
Too fucked up being dry

And now the lights are out, the ones that are in my head
Just too bad I canít recall the things that were said
But when your trip evolves you canít complete the sentence
Because youíre feeling just too much
And your paranoiaís more than enough

Bring up my soul from underground, its fucking righteous
Confused pagans dancing around
This is me, this is me
Struggle to control this hypnotic sound
Bleeding thoughts from my mind
Complete insanity
Catching up with me from behind

And all that is alive maintains an absorbent feeling
Itís just never really enough
Itís my obsessive healing
And I canít wonder why I didnít just get back home
No I canít wonder why
Cuz itís too fucked up being dry
Too fucked up being dry

Flying over the abyss, into the land of thought
The spiral catches me
Falling down im caught
No escape from here
With paranoia as my vision
I am safe back home
Safe within my prison

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from SeanSwede
Monday, April 23, 2007 - 14:30

uuuh anyone addicted to sex?
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From Oddman
Tuesday, April 24, 2007, 01:11

I think I'm possibly addicted to the procurement of sex, rather than sex itself. Not that I don't crave and absolutely enjoy the many various acts of sex, but I enjoy the hunting process maybe almost more.(reply to this comment
From valhalla
Monday, April 23, 2007, 14:32

heh heh(reply to this comment
from Kelly
Monday, April 23, 2007 - 13:13


Loved Despite Of Great Faults Lyrics
Artist: Blonde Redhead

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you will move
with me we will
stay still and
words will move around us.
surround us in gold
and in our world
we will be

you will swim
to me we will
be free
and words will move around us
swim around us
surround us in schools
and in our cool
we'll be reminded.

that you refuse to fade away
i hide to stay the same
where do we go from here
i don't know.

for me you flower to be chosen
i fall down to be noticed
where do we go from here i don't know.

it was a time
a way of life
the only secrets
we talked about
were all the fears
in all these years
we spent together

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from Kelly
Monday, April 23, 2007 - 12:53

Is love an addiction, an obsession, a compulsion..? Why does it feel soo god damn good? Why am I afraid? Is it because I think it is too good to be true?

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From valhalla
Monday, April 23, 2007, 14:31

i belive that love is like a high ...the more you indulge the higher you go but the twisted reality to that is the fact that not all highs are pleasant.(reply to this comment
From Kelly
Monday, April 23, 2007, 18:35


Yes, but what is reality?

tell me

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From valhalla
Wednesday, April 25, 2007, 11:00


for me reality = an outcome of every event/moment in this life. a more defined version of reality for me is explained in one of my more recent writings tittled "9SS" ..check it out and let me know what you think. BTW whats with the "blondredhead" links?(reply to this comment

From vix
Monday, April 23, 2007, 13:04


Love is many things.

Here's my favourite description thereof:

'Love in all eight tones and all five semitones of the word's full octave. Love as agape, eros and philos; love as romance, friendship and adoration; love as infatuation, obsession and lust; love as torture, euphoria, ecstasy and oblivion (this is beginning to read like a Calvin Klein perfume catalogue); love as need, passion and desire.' -- Stephen Fry

Love is the subtext of life.

(Now pass me that bag so I can get the puking over with.)

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