p.p.p.s: What's with your huge aversion to reading someone else's poems? Have you mistaken this site for some horrific, imaginary blackfog'spoemranker.com? Well, let me tell you something, mister: even the most rampaging egotist on this site (i.e., horus8) spends a couple of minutes every day looking at, voting, and commenting on other users' poetry. After all, that's what this site is about - though you, who've in your year on poemranker commented on exactly two poems which weren't your own and voted on something like thirty, seemed to have missed that memo. Or, perhaps, you're simply one of the fifty people who come here each week, post their four-poem limit, read five poems and post useless laudatory comments on the four that are exactly like their own, get bored (because let's face it, poems that are exactly like your own are pretty boring when they're not your own,) and vanish after a few days - leaving some plummy rant about how poemranker's no good for getting honest, constructive criticism and dooming succeeding generations of poemranker users to pick through your soggy aftermath (in the form of periodic randoms) forever. By which I mean, someone who's full to brimming of his own plummy self. Now, please, hurry out of here again with this 'buddha-like, I've disintegrated my ego' bullshit. You're bound to anyway, and I'm bored to death already by your babble. black fog: This must mean I won. zodiac: Whatever gets you off. black fog: Ha-ha! I'm the winner! Look, everyone! He conceded! I won this stirring intellectual debate! He knew he couldn't face my insinuations of sexual disfunction and subtle arts of manipulation which, like the great Kwai Chang Kane himself, I deploy effortlessly and beguilingly. Everyone: Bugger the fuck off. p.p.p.p.s. Who's fooled whom? I'm a chimp trained to approximate human typing.

yay, my humanoid characteristic program is working!

hahaha... no, for one of your computer classes, we were assigned to write creative stories to "pitch" as a storybook idea... so yeah, it made sense at the time.

p.p.s: there is no such word as "precisest", ignoramus.

p.s: you spelt embarrassment wrong, cant you even stick to your own rules? where is the order in that? it is a word that you of all people should know how to spell

6- what did I say about nobody really knowing anything? And where has this conversation gone? 7- Are you having as much fun as I am? You said yourself, and I quote "you mean we should just take turns knocking our heads against entirely separate walls" so you are knocking your head against a wall then? I know you are, and I’m making you do it while I sit back and laugh. Aint I a bastard? Ready to look in that mirror yet? 8-what I really find amusing is, that you now realise that you are embarrassing yourself and no one else, coz you are starting to see my game, if you cant see it yet, you must be stupid, and it is a game I can't lose, neither can you though, unless you allow yourself too, like I said, you could learn something from this and it is right here staring you in the face. Manipulation/mind control...see and understand the conditioning of society, and use it to your advantage. Not that I care or anything but don’t feel to bad that I’ve fucked you around, it's nothing personal, I do it to lots of people in many ways... you wouldn’t believe how easy most people are. You especially, I told you it was manipulation and a game and I knew that you'd still bite even though I told you what I am doing. So go on, now try to insult me and tell me that you are now leaving our cosy little conversation. Or have I now put you off the idea of doing that because you would rather prove me wrong? I cant wait to see your next move...carry on and I will continue to lead you into nothing... insult me and go -you prove me right... leave the conversation taking nothing from it -when I said nobody really knows anything, so if you do that it still kind of proves me right doesn’t it? Or maybe you will try to confuse me with some kind of irrelevancy, in which case still proves my point of knowing nothing to be accurate. What I am saying to you here is not knowing, not thinking or analysing, it is clarity being used against you in a game. You still haven’t proven to me that you or I know anything. And whatever way you look at this, you came and you took nothing, I led you and I laughed at you. I don’t dislike you, lol which I am sure you will be charmed to know, it doesn’t matter one little bit to me what you think, so go ahead and hate me, dislike me, or laugh with me, that is your choice. Now, ask yourself, do you hate me? Or are you laughing with me? Or maybe you will pretend like none of this has gotten to you to try and save you from feeling too embarrassed? Or maybe you aren’t as egotistical as you seem and you will laugh with me? Your choice little fishey.

1. What is the point to the links? I aint even interested in reading them, you don’t really think I’m going to waste my time with that do you? ...Embarrass me? Errrrm, how do you intend on doing that when I really don’t care what you or anyone else thinks? Looks like someone’s getting a little bit cranky here. 2- did you miss the part where I said that I am manipulating you? Did you not understand what I meant in saying that I like mind games? Are you not aware of how I have manipulated you? I have led you into this pointless conversation, and you are fully aware that it means nothing, yet you keep biting, like I said, I have a can of worms and I like fishing, that’s what's happening here, and oh look, I caught myself a little tiddler, you are to easy. Keep biting, and I’ll keep leading you. Go away like a good little dog, and I’ll leave you alone. 2- so who belongs in any hall of embarrassment? Me? Or you? I am just putting on an act, fucking you around and laughing at you, this is far from being the real me you are talking too, so what does the hall of embarrassment mean to me? I had my fun and led you for a while, so maybe it is you who belongs there? My pretty little fish. 3- order and chaos, their is no order just areas of less chaos where painfully boring people like you try to make sense out of things that people like me don’t have to make sense of to understand. 4-just like you don’t believe that I am educated in psychology, why should I believe that you are married, smells like bullshit to me, coz you have got issues with your sexuality and that is obvious. So where was the point in telling me that you are married? See, you are also bringing nothing to this conversation. What brought you to the conclusion that I want to be a guru? Or that I have a ponytail? Lol there, you see, your bringing as much nothing to this as I bring to it, except I’m the one laughing...and I know this is getting to you no matter what you try to say. And that is the whole point to this game... you piss n moan and follow my lead, I laugh at you. And you thought that you dictated the rules to me. 5- If I wanted to, I could actually be sensible and nice and tell you what the relevance of the poem was, but I don’t want to, I’d rather play my game a bit longer, maybe later I will type up an explanation for it.

1- http://www.poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=93667 2- http://www.poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=98887 3- http://www.poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=99678 4- No. 5- Did you miss the part about how those four people are now in the Poemranker Embarassment Hall of Fame? 6- If you don't believe in order, then how can you believe in any kind of real argument? Oh, I see, you mean we should just take turns knocking our heads against entirely separate walls. 7- Nope. 8- This has been suggested here before. 9- Nope. And I'm married, while you're a fake-o ponytailed wanna-be guru failing to pick up trashy illiterate women with patently-fake cock-and-bull like "I'm educated in psychology." 10- Because this "conversation" is already nine-tenths of the way to complete pointlessness as it is. By the time I finish this comment, I have no doubt, it will be all the way there. 11- Great. You've still added nothing new to anything. 12- I'm all for ya, kid. http://www.poemranker.com/poem-details.jsp?id=94210 13- Bow'ls. 14- Jesus.

as for the meaning behind the poem, a lot of it's right here in front of you

And by the way... if you find inner peace, you can get laid as often as you want, because your mind is free and you can be anybody you want to be, and manipulating people becomes so easy... if one is so inclined. And I don’t think for a second that you have ever managed to get yourself laid, unless the issues you have regarding religion and your sexuality are something to do with a nasty experience involving your local priest when you were younger? i am educated in psychology, maybe you need to talk to someone about it?

5- If I am the fifth person to claim to have you running in circles on this site then maybe it's about time you took a good long look at yourself? 6- Ok although I usually prefer chaos to order, yes I will abide by the rules that you lay down for the time being to give you an illusion of fair chance. And by the way, I find it highly amusing that you said, "Otherwise we wont know who's winning" when my point is that nobody knows anything. 7- “in the precisest possible terms”? Wouldn’t it be more grammatically correct to say “in the most precise terms possible”? not that i give a fuck but if you want to play by those rules shouldn't you first be sure that you can abide by them yourself? These "precisest possible terms" might exist in your world but not in mine, I will try and be as clear as possible, but I cant guarantee anything, I do get accused of talking in riddles at times, and I never realise I’m doing it... just because you don’t understand something doesn't mean that it is bullshit. And understanding is a lot different than the illusion of knowing 8- It really does look like you have issues with your sexuality. 9- No, seriously, it does. 10- Why is it that you need for a point scoring system for this? Is it because you know you don’t have even a slight chance at this, so you put your own rules and points system on it? 11- I still like fishing, and my can of worms is endless. 12- As impossible to comprehend as it may seem to your closed in mind, which i might add has been mercilessly conditioned by society without you realising it... words are not understanding. Words are labels, sometimes one sentence can have several meanings (if you've ever had the intellect to spot that) if words are the only things that make anything mean anything in your world, I feel so sorry for you. You’re free to go home whenever you like, I aint stopping you. Or am I? 13- Believe it or not, you could learn something from this conversation, and so will I... its all a matter of choice, there are lessons. 14- You accuse me of galloping of wildly, what's the matter, cant you keep up with me? maybe because you're to stuck and thinking out and measuring your responses, whereas i just let mine flow.

1- in case you didn't notice I post as black fog, you seem to be clutching such irrelevant details as obvious typing errors... and even if I cant spell, what does that matter? I look half gay? Do I really? Oh please you might hurt my feelings. If your precious intellectual world brought you to the conclusion that you can even come close to getting me even a little bit angry by posting irrelevant homophobic slurs then you can just shove your intellect up your ass... looks to me that you already did that though. 2- accurate judgement comes from clarity of mind, which comes from a peaceful mind, which comes from not cluttering your mind up with a load of analytical bollocks like you seem to have done. So what’s with the Jesus rant? I never mentioned anything about religion, got some issues have we zodiac? 3- just because the chemicals in your brain perceive the world around you a certain way does not mean it is necessarily so, are you really so blind that you don’t see that? How do you know we're not all trapped in some one else dream and none of this is real? You’ll probably just say that is an impossibility, but that’s just fear of letting go of all you think you know. As for knowing what a crap poem looks like, who can really say? It all depends on the taste of the person that’s reading it, to say that you "know" what a crap poem looks like is just total self-righteous egotistical bullshit if you ask me. And your over analytical tendencies - they are exactly the reason why you came her to whine about this poem and me... because you haven’t got a hope in hell of understanding me or the poem, because of your trapped mind. 4- I aint worried in the slightest if you keep coming back or not... even though I don’t know anything, I could see you would be, it's you that told me you'd be back, I could see it a mile off, just like I know that you will probably think you know that I am insane when I tell you I am psychic, and aside from being psychic, I am manipulating you right now. You probably haven’t got a clue what the word psychic implies beyond dictionary definition and label that it is.

I'm not saying it seems like "silly angst" to you. Of course not. And I'm certainly not denying that your poems feel big to you. That's not my point. My suggestion is totally about formatting - about putting the things in your poem into interesting contexts, like you're telling a story, rather than merely blathering about how you feel. You see how that would be more interesting to a reader than the blather? Okay! Now, by "important events" I mean - someone (especially the main character) dies. Do not include any death, which is still a pretty rare event in our country, (though if your only source of information was poemranker poetry, you'd think practically nothing else happened here.) EXCEPTION: If he or she dies from being shot by a desert-town posse, then it's okay; - the narrator/main character wounds him or herself, or someone else; - the narrator/main character realizes that giving the precious gift of his/her virtue to some complete loser was a bad idea; - the narrator screams at anyone or thing, especially parents, exes, and silence; - the narrator cries; - the narrator approaches a metaphorical void or mirror. Certainly, other things - interesting things! important things! - have to happen in your life besides these. You have to have a normal day at school; you have to go on vacation, or to the bathroom, or down the street. I'm don't want to give you any more ideas about what some interesting events may be, because I'd like to see what you think of by yourself. But I'm tremendously excited that you've not simply screamed me off your poem. If you don't mind, I'm taking that for a sign that you're considering my suggestion. Excellent! Please, please do give it a shot! Maybe it would help if you thought of writing a poem as something like putting on a play: it's not enough that there's an idea and meaning, etc., there's got to be action to keep us in the audience watching. (NB-don't write your poem like an actual play, that's just a metaphor.) Um. Okay. Thanks - zodiac.