Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

savor the moment we have as it only gives itself to us that one time

How does the world fare does it need to be healed. Seems as though it must hate resides in most fields. That hate in these fields wider spread than you'd think. Threatens us all damn, our attitudes stink. Our ways need some changin' that's real plain to see. But knowin' it's needed ain't enough, you...

Though we may disagree, it matters not brothers of respect for others is what we are, or at least should be there are times we are tried the line becomes thin we question whether each other is deserving our show of respect vanishes these are the times that our demons win these are the times our huma...

Intellectuals These educated fools Put creativeness Outside their rules They've no respect For heart and soul Beyond their taste You pay the toll They'll criticize With condesention Until you write With apprehension Then they serve The ridicule To make you think That you're the fool One thing is sur...

Tid-bits of fish food
Sprinkled on the surface
Bottom feeders ascend

sing it

ooooooooooooooooklahoma where the fracking leaves the folks without their homes.

so in truth, you win. the narcissist has become insecure and threatened and has his friends hide him from any further harm being dealt to his ego. ever hear the saying that the best revenge is to sit and do absolutely nothing? the wait on the first party can become more bothersome than the direct at...

ah, but here is the beauty, though they don't go away, without the acknowledgement they seek, they grow frustrated. that above all is the narcissists worst nightmare, no attention. always play the game by your own rules, never by his.

Only wins
Once acknowledged

saw wrote:narcissism is a plague of the mind,
when one thinks they're perfect
and all else must feel the scathing tongue
of rebuke....so sad to waste a life
only on top in the single mindedness
that never generates a warm glow inside

the ego rips peace from within and leaves behind misery.

Yes , I think perhaps the boy was victim of the same sort of game and knows nothing else. The poem tells of a truly sad situation as the actions of this unfortunate fellow saturate a whole group and spoil the air for all who come in contact . Having gained distance, I can see how the mind becomes p...

68degrees wrote:Almost an addiction, ain't it....being negative, I mean, or like an abusive relationship with yourself. A pity, really.

68degrees

that negativeness kills the spirit, it is abuse in itself.

Long has he lived Finding fault as his aim You see he was quite lonely At the start just a game A new target he'd choose For every new session But as his game progressed It became his obsession Well now he can't stop He's grown a negative mind And everywhere that he looks The more mistakes does he f...

saw wrote:it would seem a life without sorrow would have to be a life un-lived...i like the references to nature, infrastructure, and the long strange trip its been....

thanx! like you said, it becomes a life un-lived when someone chooses to dwell in their sorrows.

Grinch wrote:Nice...

You can probably guess the rest.

uh, work , no no, that's not it. pizza, yep, nice pizza.

thanx grinch, always good to see you enjoyed yourself.