give me extremes, give me excess,
to hell with temprance, sobriety and success.
fuck contentment, peace and rationality,
cleanliness, order, health and
feelgood sentimentality.
prudence, planning, straight roads, business ties, cubicles...
roooooowwsss of urinals!
why these platitudes, these reasons,
this purpose business.
no more reasons, no more excuses
stop trying to defend this divine cerebral spasm called existence!
just let it be!
raw unadulterated reality.
let it flow down like water falls
and echo with wild animal calls
let it rise like mighty snowcapped mountains
and spring up like subterrainean fountains
wrench these dreamers from their slumber
with shrieking lightning and calamitous thunder
tear this peaceful world of illusions asunder...
much too raw and teenage I know, oh well, it stays as it is...
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I like how we make twelve posts and 80 comments in less than a week, and then everybody just kinds of gets tired of it for a while, and stops. We have the weakest staying power...
We're like the blog version of John. No staying power.
one word
booya
or is that a contraction of two words?
we are failing at this shitty blog like everything else in life, ohhh there I go again, the depressing one, cut my wrists and spill my blood dunduuun i must be emo, no my hair isn't nice enough. that is all...
I have staying power! Leave me alone. I started this blog and will continue til we all die of typhoid fever.
let's face it, you're dieing of syphalis or maybe if you are lucky AIDS...ewww was that too soon...
I like what you guys are doing with this blog. keep it up.
Ohh, andrew, we're all the greateat and you know it. Everybody else just hasn't figured it out yet
Teat...tee-hee
very interstin poem....
ANDREW?! i just asked jeffy what "syphalis" was and it's freaking stds, are you saying that john got stds from me?! do you think i have freaking stds? AND then you go on to say he gets aids?! how would john get aids ANDREW!?!!?! piss off you're such a bastard. you of all people should know i don't sleep around. now stay upstairs in that tower of yours w/ jeff and never come down...
For the sake of all that is good and holy- Don't arouse my wrath, Mia.
What did I tell you about that?...
I warn you.
This is the last there'd better ever be on the subject. Ever.
John has Syphilis. If you touch John in the wrong 'way', you get Syphalis. Case closed.
Jest is Just that, jest.
Now leave it at that.
Jest.
FYI- this is one of those times...Jest.
k jeffy for the record, i wrote that after i found out you told me it was in jest. don't get angry. i won't mention the tower anymore except for just now and just...then okay, nevermind. NO MORE TOWER TALK!
oh oh oh, i just read your last comment okay you're not mad at me. phew!
and no, i will not touch john in any "wrong" ways, i'll just...oh nevermind, i just told andrew i wouldn't talk about pillows so nevermind. we're going to be pure. case closed. michael was a joke, i'm not pregnant. check for news a week after february though...
JEST!!! oh oh oh, i did it, i did it jeff i did it! all by my lonesome...
oh my gosh andrew, i actually read the poem, it was really really good. i liked it a lot! good job!
I like the poem! I think you've got alot to say about this. Ever seen 'Office Space?' 'Get in those TPS reports!'
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