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_Vanessa_
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Posted : Dec 10, 2004 15:42
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no I've never seen that film, I might go and look for it, I have seen 'pillow book' and 'dangerous mind'. quiet strong also... but u right this poetry thread is having a beatiful direction for those interested in this things...
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ganjagil
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Posted : Dec 10, 2004 15:45
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pigwithhorns
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Posted : Dec 11, 2004 12:35
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The story of man
Makes me sick
Inside, outside,
I don't know why
Something so conditional
And all talk
Should hurt me so.
I am hurt
I am scared
I want to live
I want to die
I don't know
Where to turn
In the Void
And when
To cut
Out
For no Church told me
No Guru holds me
No advice
Just stone
Of New York
And on the cafeteria
We hear
The saxophone
O dead Ruby
Died of Shot
In Thirty Two,
Sounding like old times
And de bombed
Empty decapitated
Murder by the clock.
And I see Shadows
Dancing into Doom
In love, holding
TIght the lovely asses
Of the little girls
In love with sex
Showing themselves
In white undergarments
At elevated windows
Hoping for the Worst.
I can't take it
Anymore
If I can't hold
My little behind
To me in my room
Then it's goodbye
Sangsara
For me
Besides
Girls aren't as good
As they look
And Samadhi
Is better
Than you think
When it starts in
Hitting your head
In with Buzz
Of glittergold
Heaven's Angels
Wailing
Saying
We've been waiting for you
Since Morning, Jack
Why were you so long
Dallying in the sooty room?
This transcendental Brilliance
Is the better part
(of Nothingness
I sing)
Okay.
Quit.
Mad.
Stop.
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_Vanessa_
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Posted : Dec 11, 2004 13:49
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THe raise of the slams
Prepare the handcuff
Bring on the inquiry
Open up the process
They are back
With no break on their mouth
No half word
Funny conversation
This is Chico Xavier from the slams
At night on the stages
The munition cuts all though
The soldier that prefer to die
Than control the enemy
It is not a violent poetry
You asshole
It is the song from the heart
Slams do not make poetry to you
You Playboys
We are shitting and crying for your opinion
You Extremist
Terrorist cell
While God breath thought the lungs
We gonna make mess from ear to ear
Victory is not a car, money and bitches
Is to inject hate in the brain of the informed
Information on the uninformed
And self steam on the destroyed
Livelong Playboy
I don’t like you
But I don’t want to see your blood dropped by our hands
I don’t want any of mine winning through you cadaver
Livelong so one they you can see the victory of the slams
I believe in this
For those who is got determination and persistence everything is possible
There were these two boys eating garbage in the city
No one gave them a coin
Even then they survived the test
The coronhadas from police
Today
Believe it if you want to
They are fine
Already finished college
And their experience of life
Eduardo DUM DUM
Disease that contaminate
The soul with no voice
Certificate of Attitude
Conceded from the Slams
Look, unemployed, sick, hungry, homeless, illusioned or not illusioned
It does not matter WHO you are
If you have the slams in your heart
You are part of one more chapter of our history
Directed from the fury extermination land.
...nice one pigwithhorns, goes with my vibe today...
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_Vanessa_
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Posted : Dec 11, 2004 14:41
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this is the answer
Things's gone cast
only the chosen seems to live
we need to learn how to be here
they dominate but they never last
life is not only disadevantages
mild cookers
happy is the lyrics
happy is the lyrics
shut your ears if you don't want to hear
close your eyes if you don't want to see it
I want more
for many I am loved
others.... hated
chiiii
the Babylonia's gone mad
Nelson Mandela is it a test?
the only certain is from the master:
"Love the person next to you as you love yourself!".
A flower can be born in the rubbish!
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IndiAlien
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Posted : Dec 12, 2004 00:40
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A flower can be born in the rubbish!
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i really like this 
they are often the most beautiful of all flowers...
peacelove
q(@ _ @)p
 there is a light that
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_Vanessa_
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Posted : Dec 12, 2004 12:34
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thanks a lot IndiAlian
i really thought I was going to be kicked out from the forum again after this....
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Sarcasm
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Posted : Dec 12, 2004 17:10
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my 2 cents.......
You are barely nineteen... a rebel..leave home..
Out in the big city.. scared but determined..
Avoiding the void.. u dont want to be alone...
u lay at rest ...cold ground... naked chest...
and u look in the dark... see a light...
is it you is it true.. is it ur reflection?
And your eyes open.. n u r in ur room..
whiskey spilled on ur bed half cut starws linger around ur body in pain....
have u been so alone and done Cocaine.....
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_Vanessa_
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Posted : Dec 12, 2004 17:39
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The Ine
Freelance
Try some
Hum yes
You the one
Come to this party and let’s have some fun
Teenagers from the slams
Do they need to lay their chest on the could ground?
Look at that man
He is got a gun
He came to shoot the boy
Who for free gave the coke to the girl
He is in love with the girl
She can’t save him
He is going to die in minutes
And she is gonna club the all night long
She cannot cry
She will be intimidated
She may only snort a bit of coke
Just a bit, to feel him close
She is only 16 and she has got the Control
Her eyes will be devil
In her angel's face
You Ego Sir make me sick dear Coke
Shall I stop here before I conclude
That stead of suffering for my sister
I should just become one more of yours?
Dear Coke!
I know you before I was born…
Tell them this
Tell them
You are my daughter
And they are your fallows
Dear Coke…
Don’t start a fight if you don’t know how to fight!
You my daughters fallows...
My Father's God had told me to tell you that my daughter is evil and she is guiding you to where only she can have you... she is good innit?
use your inner to stop the ine.
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ganjagil
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Posted : Dec 14, 2004 11:10
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Nice this thread just keeps on going
and it keeps more energy flowing!
Have a great day
Ganja
Sad & Happy…
When you do something from the hearth
Complicated a few souls you may start
Just a few not much more
Cause the music complicated in store
From the hearth we make a night
To help poor people we make it right
We play good music and we dance
Cannot stop, cannot stop - TRANCE
Time flies music moments enjoy
I just feel like a little boy
With this music body no more
I just dance, dance and do not care
People look in your eyes
No Ego and energy shines
Ego less generation
Open your hearths to this equation
Nothing for money
No money no honey
What to do I do not know
More than this body flow
Sad and happy is how I feel
Lord of drugs has hands of steel
Nothing is worth it anymore
Can’t stop dancing on the floor
I just look into the music
And I find myself even more
There is music, which is made
From the within a cascade
I love you music I love you so much
You my inside more than touch!
Let us be one altogether in this tribe
Let us join forces and create the good vibe!
Your sound, is your music, is your soul keep them all on the right track!
Please Check our music at:
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=438956
www.soulkontakt.com
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_Vanessa_
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Posted : Dec 14, 2004 16:39
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Music
How to be without it
Is the ear the place where we keep all the Gods?
How to be without it?
Me
Am I made of music?
Are my feelings only music?
What if I cannot feel it anymore?
Will music always make me feel?
Where the music feelings are driving me to?
Is it the place I always want to be?
And if it is who made these music?
Will they always satisfy me?
Love!
Is it music?
Ears, are these sound?
Body, are they only connected to the ears?
Who has got the Control over me?
The music I listen to and I can’t stop moving?
Or my body nerves singing pleasure while the vibrations are affecting the eardrum!
Music had put my happiness always active!
But is it good to be always obsessive about those feelings?
I would live like Bjork eating breathing and sleeping on music!
When all disappoints came and the silence I wanted to explore my mind in,
I realised that the music is always playing inside me!
And when I get to share them with you
Is when we both is hearing to the same thing
Then our bodies move…
And the vibration changes everywhere in the air…
Don’t lose your ground to anyone which is not to the God of silence
He will always have a new song to you!
If music are feelings
My body is an instrument that never stops playing
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Isis
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Posted : Dec 15, 2004 08:55
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beautiful thread
....hi people. ...here goes...
ETERNITY
silent dream
the meaning lost in the smoke of your eyes
cant keep the darkness from trying to win
I'm melting out
cryptic words
the reason broken and lost in the tide
our shadows twisting underneath the light
this echoed sound
....let our spirits feel what it is to fly
free on the ocean floor and into the sky
standing on the beach, crimson fall
and the million tears the sea has cried
her salty waters call me closer
I can run
but its easier to drown and hide...
...ashes drift like memories, pulsing
is my heart just mine alone or a great, collective entity...
...flashes of light, a vision, smoke
clouded viens and dreams...
is this...eternity?
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_Vanessa_
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Posted : Dec 15, 2004 16:44
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it takes a river of dreams
to keep the attention of a dreamer
and a drop of reality
to turn them off!
I am an Opiate Cherub
And I live in the dream of my Prince
I am waiting for Him to Wake up
while it does not Happen
I can only Sing with Others Cherubim!
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ganjagil
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Posted : Dec 16, 2004 09:54
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Sorry for late posting here goes another one!
Music
The human life is made of feeling
You touch your inside touch the sealing
We study theory and sound creation
Sounds of God and his only nation
To the people we want to bring
A special sound and special meaning
We want to create a world
So Gods music will stand
Not even near to how holy music can be
Not even near to satisfy you and me
For every feeling there is a sound
For every sound a human is bound
Through my hearth and through my soul
I’ll be damn’d if I do not reach my goal
Soon enough the time has come
To start dancing and have some fun
Your sound, is your music, is your soul keep them all on the right track!
Please Check our music at:
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=438956
www.soulkontakt.com
contact :soulkontakt@hotmail.com |
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ganjagil
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Posted : Dec 17, 2004 10:15
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Good People
Sometimes when you feel lost
What can you do but be a ghost
You look inside and no answer exist
It’s like wondering in a ghastly mist
You ask for help from someone you can trust
She talks of things that are a must
You will know a good person right away
Her help is like an angel’s way
Shining, shining through the dark
Weaving through a laser spark
It’s not so simple to follow your dream
Even though crazy it may seem
With the helping hand of an angel dream
With the beautiful face of light so keen
Grabbing you from the doubts without
Realising the dream within…
Thank you angel thank you so much!
Your sound, is your music, is your soul keep them all on the right track!
Please Check our music at:
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=438956
www.soulkontakt.com
contact :soulkontakt@hotmail.com |
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