He knows whose naughty and nice, santa's watching

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stilltrucking
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He knows whose naughty and nice, santa's watching

Post by stilltrucking » December 3rd, 2007, 6:32 pm

I can’t see the beginning or the end. Premonitions obscure the present
Jimmy Cricket lies crushed under Yosemite Sam’s boot
I got no moral compass
Beyond good and evil
It does get lonely
Far from here but still now
From a remote consciousness
I embrace
the stars
the universe
nature's G*d
the darkness over the deep

just me now
wasted again.

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Post by mnaz » December 5th, 2007, 3:55 am

'darkness over the deep'... reminds me, must be part of my desert fixation I guess, out in thin air, the only real place where that pm view of deep black space has real depth...

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Post by e_dog » December 6th, 2007, 10:03 pm

Santa Claus must
be a perv.
watchin' all those naughty
n' nice kiddies.
Sneakin inthru peoples
chimney.
Stuffin' stuff
in their
stockings.
Voyeur
knows when you've
been bad
or good
for goodness sake,

he's makin' a list!
aCheckin' it. Twice!

Santa Claus
You're Onesick dude.
I don't think 'Therefore, I am.' Therefore, I am.

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Post by mnaz » December 7th, 2007, 2:16 am

'from a remote consciousness, i embrace the stars'

yezzzz.

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Post by stilltrucking » December 7th, 2007, 6:13 pm

It is a rip off from Husserl and Camus.

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Post by the flaming ace » December 17th, 2007, 3:41 pm

it's a no moon night
no stars in the sky
lightening flashes in the distance
smoke from the pipe
goes to my head


written in 1976 in south texas
while on a well logging job
i was depressed :>)


it's a clue as to how i did not go fucking bonkers
looking back, the dark angel over me


i can see the camus in you
[b][color=darkgreen]one more for th road[/color][/b] :mrgreen:

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