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Discussion in 'Entertainment' started by poetsbumcheeks, Nov 23, 2006.
I have been here before
In another life.
Another state of mind, a different heart.
Wanting without knowing,
Needing without thinking.
With those I hold dearest,
I can see them now,
Here amongst strange familiarity.
A rented home.
This place is haunted beauty.
The ocean stretched out,
Framed by cliffs and green and blue.
I have cast this shadow before,
Upon the path I now follow.
Under this sun,
Along the cliff edge.
I have smelt these smells,
Where the sea meets the shore.
I have been here before.
Memories as spirit,
When all I knew was the infinite present.
And now the passing of time, perspective,
The limit creates possibility,
Of beauty, love and sentiment.
All that is temporary.
I have been here before.
Spotted Stafford Highlights
Wanted , must be
or free ( anything at all )
Missing dogcat Found catdog
Any jobs going for a lazyfuck
the name of the girl
hair and legs
small blood stain
Anyone got ?
a fish tank for sale
Best place to
hire a van
get my nails done
Whats happening in Exeter Street,
Must be free
The train to Euston,
A sea of laptops, tablets and phones.
Screens flashing up emails, house of cards, autotrader,
Line of duty – sometimes more than one screen for a pair of eyes and ears.
Facebook, whatsapp, whatever.
At 10am on a Tuesday.
Work calls, conference and the like.
Signal cutting out.
Frustration with the lack of goddamn connection.
Big shots don’t go without.
A trip to the loo, up the aisle as it were,
Reveals endless scrolling.
Through emails, texts, flicking through fit girls – hey mate check this out.
This is work time but a life time,
That can’t be told apart.
Headphones are on shutting out the world.
For interruptions every second.
The attention elsewhere.
Does the thumb know what the mind wants?
Or does agitation lead to movement before the brain engages.
To let the screen lead the brain where distraction may wander.
The chicken or the egg, nature or nurture.
The mind in space and time,
The tech utopia.
Traditionally work time.
Picture from the Gardaí during the Liverpool/Barcelona match last night...
And your problem is?
I have no problem, I wasn't the driver who now has a FCPN to deal with.
He was on hands free. Bloody nanny state...
The penalty notice wasn't for the hands free, it was for watching the Scousers
Sorry. Remind me how United have done in the Champions League and premiership this season. Or for the last six seasons in fact...
In terms of trophies in those two competitions about the same as yours; however we still need to employ a cleaner to polish the contents of our trophy cabinet
Great to see two, possibly four English teams in the European finals nonetheless. Enjoy while you can.
Come on Accrington Stanley.
♫ Earwig O Earwig O Earwig O …. ♪
Are we really surprised when the broken breaks things.That we have no idea of what a certain life brings.Are we really surprised when the addict acts addicted.As if they are normal and not actually afflicted.Do we simply allow our fear to dictateThat we lock them away and that this is their fate.To rinse and repeat again and againTo allow their lives to continue along in such painOr do we finally accept that the answer’s to treat.Is it really such an incredibly featTo fund for the treatment of those in such pain.So they don’t need to cry out again and again.
Again, with heartburn.
A million thoughts
No one would ever hear
If I didn’t have your ear
Your time and rejection
Dreams are not easy to have
Without hope and humility
Grounded on the rocks
From falling to earth
Nothing worth loving
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