Time is to sound as if no one is in the woods to hear the tree fall does it make any sound.

One day I wake up and it's Christmas and I am 8 years old. The magic. Did Santa Come? Yes! The tree, the lights, Snow, Food, Family, The magic. The Love!

29 years later I wake up it's January.... Something. Damn Christmas went by again. Time flies. They say children have no perception of time. DO WE?

Small planet, in a small solar system, in a small galaxy hurling through for what we know is an infinite universe. Stars are born, die. Expand and contract into a whole new beginning.

Here’s what I know. My life is now. Infinite for what I perceive as realality. I do know one day I will be without the earth and it without me.

Here is what I hope. When it all contracts and BIG BANG happens again. I hope we get another chance to do it over again. I have had fun and wouldn't change much.

Life is just a series of bleeps. In the big picture our whole life is just but a bleep. So if someone something is pi$$en you off. Bleep. Gone. Top of your game right now. Bleep. Gone. Hate the way things are going. Bleep.

Just think how fast the time would go by if you were not here to perceive it. Billions and billions of years would go by like a night’s sleep or an operation.

Bleep

Seize The Day!

Did I do this before?

 

whoa....don't know what to say to that lol......Im just visiting over here

 

You Have A Cowbell!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Yup, there goes the a.d.d. again. Going about my day, doing the work that needs to be done, then.....SHINNEY OBJECT.....back to work, good thing I'm good at being distracted and then going back to things left unfinished.

 

go home, noone invited you...haha jp



scwartz that was pretty tight, nice work man :YEAH

 

scwartz that was pretty tight, nice work man :YEAH[/QUOTE]

TANKS!

 

dont make me he bitch man slap you

 

We first run into Bill on his way back from a long nights work. It is 3:45 in the morning, early in May. It’s a cold rainy night in Detroit, the streets glission from the water on them steam comes from the manhole covers. He lives about a mile from the bar at which he works. Bill lost his license and got a limp, from a DUI wreck he got into 2 summers ago, hopes to get back his license later this spring.
Bill is an average guy, and is up to date with current styles. He lives in a rental, an old hotel turned into apartments. He knows how to do a lot with what little he has. The apartment has an at home feel to it and he has really put his touch to it. A board stretches across two cinder blocks that he has his stereo set on. Above the stereo is an Irish flag and below the flag hangs a sword. The sword has the look of one you cold get at a local party store, but this sword has more history then that. Candles and animal print litter his apartment. His cloths and apartment have the smell of stale cigarettes, as he smokes over a pack a day, that along with his job. The kitchen area is messy but not in a gross state. Sink is full of dishes and has a pile of returnable that would pay a weeks worth of rent, which is how the landlord collects.
Bill lives in what you could call a diverse neighborhood. He would be considered a minority in this area but feels very much at home and is respected by the local riff raff.

 

I am going to continue this story on my own anyone want me to post it let me know.

 

I would very much like to hear.....

 

coloring books?

 

Creative????OK

Have you ever wondered why people pay money to go to the top of skyscrapers, only to look down where they were just standing for free.

 

if a smurf is chocked what color does it really turn?

 

I offered her everything including my life,
and still she does not care.
Nowhere to go.
No desire to be hurt.
I will now turn my eyes to only machines,
has it no motor and but just two wheels?!?
Then I will ignore it,
and no love shall I feel.


Just Ride.

 

Yea what he said. Nicely said.

Yea!!!

 

A beautiful butterfly came floating bye,Landed on my cheek...Just a smidget from my eye.I said to my little friend..... GET THE FUKC OFF ME BUG!

Thank you.

 

here ya go.....
why does it have to be so akward when we see each other?
its been so many years since you left.
and why should it be akward for you?
your the one that left with out leaving any answers.
the pain of you leaving is gone.
so why does it have to be akward?
why cant we socialize like adults?
you act like a child and turn away.
of course thats what you did when you left.
so why should it be any different now?
you were a child then
your still a child 5 years later.
i guess it will always be akward untill you mature.
because your sure not there at 25.
im over it, you should be too...
actually i got over it rather quick as i fu(ked your best friend.....
there, now you have a reason for it to be akward because she was better than you ever were....

 

Blah Blah Blah....

So there we are sitting around, Blah...Drink after drink, night after night, and spot after spot. Yak Yak...there were so many bitches we wanted to smack...Ride after ride we got harassed, cheered and ticketed for the only true love most of us posess...then as soon as it begin and as soon as we got to go....the phucking snow had to ruin the whole thing...blah the bar, b-dubs, bitches, weekends and life are not the same...so lets all retire back to the holes, back to the holes that we trust during the winter months and take the time to say hi to all the people we neglect during the season...cause the whole phucking thing is over, over for now, over for no reason ...blah blah blah

Flip

 

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That's kinda of touching, oh well.............it's hockey season.