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Это отличное стихотворение. Мне радо было видить стихи написаные на русском языке.
Joe-joe replying on Shame by Joe-joe 1 May 2004, 4:34 PM
I never said that we must sin...but when we do sin it is shame that leads us back to God.
Joe-joe replying on deviant conveniences by J.B. Manning 1 May 2004, 4:31 PM
Give me some of examples of those "wishy washy platitudes".
some deleted user on poor ol mama, we miss you much we miss you so so much. by skaskowski 1 May 2004, 4:06 PM
Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about.
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. replying on AIDS in a van by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 1 May 2004, 3:04 PM
But at least I don't write bafflingly cack knockoffs of Nine Inch Nails lyrics and post them under titles like "Pain" and "Depression".
some deleted user on Fatso by nothingtoanyone 1 May 2004, 3:03 PM
throughout
terbenaw on A Flower for Monet by Shuushin 1 May 2004, 3:01 PM
Beautiful wordplay... well thought out... beautiful overall.
richa replying on Shame by Joe-joe 1 May 2004, 2:51 PM
There is this girl in class, and every time we pick partners for study noeone picks her. But she says she likes that because she can work with me (who also has no mates). She could have just picked me in the first place rather than wait for the dark shadow of non selection couldn't she?
terbenaw on AIDS in a van by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 1 May 2004, 2:50 PM
I give you a TEN... minus ten. Heh. You're not a very nice person, and your poetry follows your attitude - it's not nice either.
richa replying on Shame by Joe-joe 1 May 2004, 2:46 PM
so we must sin just a little bit to renew our relationship with God? Unless you are feeling shame at simply contemplating a bad action. Which would mean to get close to god you had to contemplate bad things. But what if contemplating bad things was a deliberate ploy to get close to god.
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. replying on deviant conveniences by J.B. Manning 1 May 2004, 1:31 PM
Your writing would be better if you weren't totally convinced that you'd summed up all the important facts about life in a few wishy-washy platitudes and superstitions.
Joe-joe on deviant conveniences by J.B. Manning 1 May 2004, 1:10 PM
JB, Why the infatuation with the vile and depraved? There is more to life than unencumbered sexual desire. Your writing could be so much better if not for your lack of emotional depth and maturity.
Joe-joe replying on Shame by Joe-joe 1 May 2004, 11:15 AM
The shadow of darkness cast from ones shame is a gift. It reminds us of just how far we've drifted from our spiritual nature and how removed we are from the path of life that leads to true freedom and peace. I know I'm leaving myself open here for those who might argue that "shame" is a cultural based emotion that is relative to ones customs and system of belief. But I do believe there is a truth that resonates in all beings and it is to this universally experienced truth that this poem speaks. "You" is God...however you define him/her/it....as a conscious life force or an unconscious source of energy.
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. replying on Losing Control by DrinkYouAway 1 May 2004, 10:47 AM
yes but anything that is not a buttock might be an illusion; just read http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/G._E._Moore if you don't believe me.
richa on Hurt by Cougarchic 1 May 2004, 10:29 AM
what do you mean by 'real'.
some deleted user on Shame by Joe-joe 1 May 2004, 10:29 AM
I presume that "You" is God and this poem is a prayer. I don't go along with God bringing darkness upon us and then rescuing us from it time and again, but I won't hold that against you. 9
richa on Do You Rue Barbed Pi? by MacFrantic 1 May 2004, 10:25 AM
Interesting enough. The cliches are best when they fit together though. Best bits - She's driving me over the edge/ stuck in the trunk' and 'dawns on me/ sun is rising'
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. replying on Losing Control by DrinkYouAway 1 May 2004, 10:17 AM
Surely it's sufficient merely to expose a single buttock, thus proving that there are at least two things (myself and my buttock), and therefore that there are things external to myself.
some deleted user on Hurt by Cougarchic 1 May 2004, 10:14 AM
Complicated, a riddle maybe. Like "This man's father is my father's son."
tadpole on Depression by terbenaw 1 May 2004, 10:13 AM
Whoa I love this poem. . . you haven't really lost hope though have you?