Blake
on "On My Love" by Blake
18 Aug 2002, 7:27 AM
Perhaps we should get in touch by email?
Yeah LOL! nice 1! It's so cool to get drunk! Woiiiiiii beer! Nice one lads!
Haha...now you're just silly.
checkmate I believe!
what thefuck is going on none of this makes sense.
it makes as much sense as a beach with no sand or water?
no it wasn't.. he knows what his comment said before he pulled it.. and i know what it said, and i fucking hate spineless wannabe "intelectuals" who assume there lifes away, so fucking ugly and fat they dare not leave the house..which is why my friend Bachus wrote a little piece called why i want to kill opie recently....i don't like people talking about my son or my family, or my friends in idahoian bits..it's pathetic and false..i enjoy dealing with a person who doesn't FUCKING MUMBLE AND GIGGLE and use big words like "homophobic", just cause they've had there thumbs in their own arses for so long they're starting to squiggle, fucking ryan thorstad wannabes, you can't be like ryan he is open minded and full of bright ideas that go way beyond pulling comments..notice eart fuckers shit has suddenly vanished..what a crock of shit..i'm so fucking sick of dealing wwith the uppity uppercrust, they're so witty and dexterious, but if it comes down to actually conversing about a certain topic they're no where to be found..cuz they're so clever and lol! hey earthsmocker i got your homophobia right here dude in the form of my tight muscular shaved ass you fucking spineless cockholdh
first off sweety bachus, is baba yaga, is horus 8, it's called being well rounded and style oriented, and the reason i was fucking cussing so much is because i don't appreciate spineless talentless cowards mentioning certain members of my family (my son micah) as being tortured and me as being homophobic if you like the song i'll send you a live acoustic version, just email horus8 an address.. okay okay.now i am going to take my family to the beach now, so that i can torture my son and put on my best homophobic posture, i have to laugh now of course cuz it's just so far from reality, but still my son is off limits to spineless lacklusters..who can't even control their weight let alone make an honest debate out of a topic.
that mother fucking son off a bitch earth fuck.fuck.you spineless fuck i demand you show the comment i just posted in response to your big fucking lecture. i spent the last t20 minutes writing that and if you dont show these good people my reply i will fucking go out of my weay to make sure your cowardly ass, is known as a fucking legless cunt! MOTHERFUCKER1DON'T EVER FUCKING USE MY WORDS AGAINST ME LIKE THAT AND THEN ZAP MY REPLY YOU FUCKINGT PIECE OF FUCKING TALENTLESS SPECULATION...my reply was beatiful and said alot about certain things, but no you can't have any real competition can you, just put your fucking two cents out there to taunt and then when i reply you fucking erase my comment. who in the fuck do you think you are. i don't give a fuck if yoiu're nentwined dude, i spent the better part of a half an hour writing that, just so you could erase it and make me look like an asshole and an irresponsible father. YOU BETTER HOPE I DON'T FIND OUT WHO YOU ARE FUCKER, cuz i will be glad to invest in paying you a visit you fucking spineless piece of shit. i fucking opened up and appologiuzed to you, and this is what i get.you asshole are n ot an earthwalker you are fucking anti everything that's beautiful..i can not believed you fucking did that.what a fucking crock..if i see you dude..EVER!i will gladly go to jail for the time i spend choking you blind got that. don't you fucking ever talk shit about my family, or my friendsn
i'm sorry z..but i'm mfucking livid right now.. i wrote my ass off to comment on that fucks spittle and he pulled my shit off..what a fucking joke.. FUCKI.;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
perhaps you should, you both have loads in common..loads of fucking shite as writing that goes straight into the shredder.. have of my poems blake are from taking your drivel and rearranging it with a word shredder..comes out perfect! fucking sorry ass bad BAD TALENTLESS FUCKING WRITING what's the point of even putting together a comment on this shit.. no matter hoiw many decorationsw and spices you put on it..it's just boring, palm greased, unmoving trash.FUCK..I WANT kaolin to speak up and repost that, i fucking demand to represent my feedback on earthfyckers dirty little lowe blow.. fucking spineless cock suckersFUCKI1111111111111111111111111111
that's it i'm just going to turn all fucking "bvlakish poets on this site into earth talker until my comment is returned you fucking droll, booooorrring,. peach colored poets...GANGBOX
Fuck you
I'm so fucking sick of you
And your fucking pathetic
Way of thinking
So go fuck yourself
And while you're at it
Take your lame fucking people with you
I'm sick of their
Fucking mindless chatter
You force your demented fucking chaos
Onto me
And into me
So here's some back your way
You stupid fucking control freak
If I catch you even fucking thinking about me
I will hunt your fucking tainted ass down
And sodomize you
And every other fucking innocent bystander
Directly
Or indirectly
In my way
Do I make myself fucking clear?
Are you catching my fucking drift?
How fucking retarded were you
At the fucking time
When you created
This fucking fuck-fest
Of a place
You have us firmly planted in
You fucking pestilence
With no cure
Fuck you
I say
Fuck you
JBH 2-97
really sounds to me like you can't take it nigger, nigger, nigger, spook,dike wop,whore,chink,slope,jungle bunny,grow up you fucking short sided little girl, this piece is about the outrageous amount of money athletes make not only throwing balls to eachother, but also endorsing shit food with no nutritional values, why is it that docters or fireman don't get nike commercial or burgerking commercials..i'll telll you why cuz people like you are too evergreen to notice major gaps in our society as that..we'll pay some fucking athlete what 20 million to throw an orange ball through a hoop, and say "ummm that wopper sure was good, but a cop 30,000, or a cardioligist 100,000 grand for saving a thousand lives in a year oh but you didn't make that connection did you everspleen, cuz your to busy worrying about my mental health..what a joke..you are truly "ever green" green as they get behind the ears your cunt, your ass your entire existence..enjoy your whopperr
I hoped someone would ask...this is a recalled memory of the age of six...I wasn't trying to make it Joycean, per se. It's a personal catharsis poem, which has apparent contradictions as a result of what wasn't directly mentioned. I posted it to see how it would fare stylistically. Before I remove my work, to revise it, I was wondering it you had any recommendations. (I fully intend to write magazine-worthy iambic pentameter.)
i love this poem i think its brilliant.
i think other people dont see true beauty when they look at your poems.but i do
i liked this, especially the 'spring' verse. that other guy used 'fuck' so many times in his uh, comment/tirade, nobody else has to for at least a week.
what's up with that? i saw your response, and i was surprised, to be honest, because it felt like you went raw when you answered, and then he comes trotting back with the salt and gives you a nice brisk wire-brush rub-down. usually, you don't get so personal. you even apologized to the guy. and now he's yanked everything. true colors a little to glaring here? man, everybody sees who everybody else is between their words. didn't you like what you saw, EW? it was that haiku he wrote about friday night escapism, wasn't it? it was a good poem, i thought. but, as usually the battle verbose was more gripping. don't be askairt, EW. repost.
i sense a theme running through your poem, dear. it's not just the lonely man who stains the sheets alone. go someplace else. stop wearing black. bathe in the ocean on a moonlit night. but not in florida, or the sharks will get you, and we'll be deprived of your future oeuvre.
leaving the sentiment expressed aside.. this stinks. i've read several of your works and comments. given the way you have represented yourself in this particular forum,i hope you are considering therapy and unplugging your computer for an extended period of time. you can dish it out, but you can't take it.
thank you for so quickly and effectively proving my point with your own words :)
Actually, i'm far to intelligent and compulsively organized to subject Micah to anything other than pure love, patience and my undivided attention (don't fucking ever use my words against me or assume such diabolical shit as that.. you stereo typing fuck) First off being an industry brat does not allow one to be "homophobic" because hollywood is run by the velvet maffia you twit. david geffin, barry diller the list goes on and on, my son's god father is david weisman producer of ciao manhattan (also flaming gay), and kiss of the spiderwoman. also i have had some great relationships sexually and emotionally with the same sex so, "whatever" ( i was gonna say something else,but you're not worth it, i thought you were but that's what i get for thinking and <being honest>)...secondly i have three different abodes, one for each of my head trips, but when i'm at "home" with my son (in west hollywood) i focus on him like i focus on my writing, piano,guitar, singing,acting,painting,sculpting, or whatever it is that i'm absorbing at the time it's called being a father, providing the space and money that is needed to properly provide for a child, not to mention the fact that his mother is only 21, and is practically a child herself. i pay for her college, watch him while she goes to school, i stayed three days solid in the hospital when he was born and loved every minute of it, cut the cord, and did my stint(i was going to be medical dr. at one time in my life, so it was actually very interesting and much easier than everyone thinks)..i'm really fucking irate right now man cuz i am a great father, my father was in prison 13 years of my life and i swore that i would be the opposite of that asshole when it came to my son, my problems are with myself not treating myself right.drugs, excess on every level imaginable, but those two areas of my life don't cross because i'm a sick fucking functioning addict and when i'm hurting myself i stay far away from home (usually at the studio in venice or new york, or amsterdam, i am not a belligerant lunatic on any level in front of my family, and even when i'm doing hard drugs by myself i do it with pride and class, to the extent were it's totally unoticable hence the term "functioning", but i gurantee you haven't done heroin, or speed or cocaine, or hallucinogenics to the extent that i have, therefore your point is hollow and cowardly..so unless your mother would tie you up in the back yard and leave you alone for days at a time, or unless you have shot up so much smack you've woken up with a collapsed lung, or your father was prison you're entire life, or you have had to raise and support two children(i had to teach micahs mother how to drive, cook, clean,read and write, because she had even worse parents then me) as an underground artist. .i really don't think you can even begin to grasp what i'm dealing with over here, and even if you did it wouldn't matter cuz the "to each his own rule" takes presidence.. my relationship with my son and his mother is story book normal we spend massive amounts of time doing what "normal" family's do, which is a powerful soberic device for me "cuz i'm about as normal as jeff buckley drowning in the wolf river. regardless it's called self control and the need to balance the good with the bad, now i'm not saying that when i'm creating a character for a movie, or a play, i don't dissappear for a while i do..that's my job..to create a color intense for whoever the director is that i'm working with, to bring the screen plays writer's words to life..i work very fucking hardto equip myself with the tools to be directed and perform up to standards i always do my homework from acting to child rearing, or say i'm touring with a band for a few weeks or a month or two, yeah i get fucked up, but i don't intertact with my son under any of those circumstances, it's not like he's on the bus being passed around by a bunch of groupies...his mother hates all forms of substance abuse, she doesn't even swear for the love of jesu, which is why and how we have been able to pull of the impossible task of creating a good family environment around impossible odds... he's having a hard enough time learning how to piss in the toilet without me complicating things for him..there are many levels to living mr. earth walker, (not that you've fucking walked anywhere) assuming that you no vaguely or intimitely the relationship i had with my mother,. father, son, or girlfriend is just rfeaching into an area that you have no map for, no friends in, and not enough openmindedness to appreciate. next time i want to be honest and open up to a person, i'll think twice, because you are obviously use to a different setting and cycle than what i've just broken down for you, funny thing is i barely scratched the surface, do me a favor don't fucking ever, FUCKING EVER, think that you have the balls or the gaul to go there, because you don't and i'm not the kind of motherfucker you want as an enemy. got that. i hope so. you fucking piece of fucking talentless speculation!