FRAGMENTS

[Indy]

...I push I pull the days go slowInto a void we filled with deathAnd noise that laughs falls off theirMaps all cured of pain and doubtsIn your little brain ...

[Aineko]

Nothing is, or will ever be,Mine, I suppose. No one can hold a heart,But what we hold in trustWe do hold, even apart.

[Buck Naked]

Hunter S. Thompson razgovara sa Keithom Richardsom.

Edited November 6, 2009 by Buck Naked

[transcending]

wow, i'm sick of doubtlive in the light of certain southcruel bindingsthe servants have the powerdog men and their mean womenpulling poor blankets over our sailorsi'm sick of dour facesstaring at me from the t.v. toweri want roses in my garden bower; dig?royal babies, rubiesmust now replace abortedstrangers in the mudthese mutants, blood mealfor the plant that's plowedthey are waiting to take us into the severed gardendo you know, how pale and wanton thrillfulcomes death in a strange hourunannounced, unplanned forlike a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to beddeath makes angels of us all and gives us wingswhere we had shoulders, smooth as ravens clawsno more money, no more fancy dressthis other kingdom seems by far the bestuntil it's other jaw reveals incestand loose obidience to a vegetable lawi will not goprefer a feast of friendsto the giant family

Edited November 7, 2009 by transcending

[Hamlet Strašni]

NemesisBy H. P. Lovecraft

Thro’ the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber, Past the wan-moon’d abysses of night, I have liv’d o’er my lives without number, I have sounded all things with my sight;And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak, being driven to madness with fright. I have whirl’d with the earth at the dawning, When the sky was a vaporous flame; I have seen the dark universe yawning, Where the black planets roll without aim;Where they roll in their horror unheeded, without knowledge or lustre or name. I had drifted o’er seas without ending, Under sinister grey-clouded skies That the many-fork’d lightning is rending, That resound with hysterical cries;With the moans of invisible daemons that out of the green waters rise. I have plung’d like a deer thro’ the arches Of the hoary primoridal grove, Where the oaks feel the presence that marches And stalks on where no spirit dares rove;And I flee from a thing that surrounds me, and leers thro’ dead branches above. I have stumbled by cave-ridden mountains That rise barren and bleak from the plain, I have drunk of the fog-foetid fountains That ooze down to the marsh and the main;And in hot cursed tarns I have seen things I care not to gaze on again. I have scann’d the vast ivy-clad palace, I have trod its untenanted hall, Where the moon writhing up from the valleys Shews the tapestried things on the wall;Strange figures discordantly woven, which I cannot endure to recall. I have peer’d from the casement in wonder At the mouldering meadows around, At the many-roof’d village laid under The curse of a grave-girdled ground;And from rows of white urn-carven marble I listen intently for sound. I have haunted the tombs of the ages, I have flown on the pinions of fear Where the smoke-belching Erebus rages, Where the jokulls loom snow-clad and drear:And in realms where the sun of the desert consumes what it never can cheer. I was old when the Pharaohs first mounted The jewel-deck’d throne by the Nile; I was old in those epochs uncounted When I, and I only, was vile;And Man, yet untainted and happy, dwelt in bliss on the far Arctic isle. Oh, great was the sin of my spirit, And great is the reach of its doom; Not the pity of Heaven can cheer it, Nor can respite be found in the tomb:Down the infinite aeons come beating the wings of unmerciful gloom. Thro’ the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber, Past the wan-moon’d abysses of night, I have liv’d o’er my lives without number, I have sounded all things with my sight;And I struggle and shriek ere the daybreak, being driven to madness with fright.

[kgmr]

[jms_uk]

[MarlaSinger]

[Buck Naked]

:Hail:I dare you, I double dare you, da stavite nešto lijepše. Toga nema. Edited November 8, 2009 by Buck Naked

[bus]

Fetišisti. <_<

[iDemo]

Inace pobednik na takmicenju za najbolju pricu od "29 redaka" u Poletu, 1982 valjda... :)

[jms_uk]

Fetišisti. <_<

A ti bi se bunio za ovaj brod?:P

[MarlaSinger]

Inace pobednik na takmicenju za najbolju pricu od "29 redaka" u Poletu, 1982 valjda... :)

[Buck Naked]

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