A Potpourri of Expressions in Word...
Sweetie-Pie

Hollywood, FL

#688 May 5, 2013
Anonymous DeVine wrote:
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Pie Crust you talk about divine intervention. I can't even start to tell you how blessed I feel now that you've taken the time to intrude.
I can't even start to tell you how blessed I feel now that you've taken the time to intrude."

Good.
Level 6

Since: Dec 12

Yes, I'm an Atheist.

#692 May 7, 2013
I'l always be there.
BABY DOLL

Beacon, NY

#720 May 17, 2013
And along came a spider
that crawled up beside her
and wrapped her in web to stay.

“ROCK ON ROCKERS!!”

Level 8

Since: Mar 11

Rockin' USA ;)

#726 May 18, 2013
Adrian..YOU ROCK!!!
Level 8

Since: Aug 08

Location hidden

#733 May 24, 2013
SHADOW DeVINE wrote:
ASK YOURSELF THIS.....
Why have all my posts been removed ?
Just on this page alone...... Posts # 686; 687; 689; 690; 691; 692 to 719; and 721 to 725 have been removed.....and it gets worse on the other threads I created..........
Folks welcome to Censorship in the twenty-first century....
You're considered, by the Thought Police at TOPIX OFFBEAT, not mature enough to read my posts....
So sad......
Who was it that said this about The First Amendment (Amendment I) to the United States Constitution prohibits the making of any law respecting an establishment of religion, impeding the free exercise of religion, abridging the freedom of speech, infringing on the freedom of the press, interfering with the right to peaceably assemble or prohibiting the petitioning for a governmental redress of grievances. It was adopted on December 15, 1791, as one of the ten amendments that comprise the Bill of Rights.....
~Adrian DeVine.
It sure as hell wasn't Chris Tolles.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

Location hidden

#762 May 26, 2013
SIMPLY DEVINE wrote:
I went
as far as the road
would take me
then continued on
I followed
the wind
as far as it did blow
then went beyond
I walked
to the peak
of the mountain
then reached up and touched the sky
I dropped
to the bottom
of the ocean
then dug down to the center of the earth
seen the sights
rode the rides
had loves
and losses
watched the line between
the beginnings and endings
blur
then bend
into a circle
and I can either
go round with it
or waste time
fighting against the flow
Reported.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

Location hidden

#764 May 26, 2013
SIMPLY DEVINE wrote:
like bits of paper
blown by the wind
which ones will I catch
in the net of my mind
hold onto for dear life
which ones will I let fly
laughing at what nonsense
I can come up with
what if they were all
just passing
like a small spark
or bolt of lightning
electric and fleeting
shinning a momentary light
then gone
instead of being turned
into the truth
Truth is,
Reported!

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

Location hidden

#767 May 26, 2013
SIMPLY DEVINE wrote:
out the kitchen window
the late afternoon light
plays like a sax solo
against the building
across the way
cloud wisps
catch pink
as the sun hits
the horizon
the azure sky
goes darker
by degrees
evening comes
stealth and still
like a beautiful lover
passionate, intense
another night
lies ahead
awaiting the dawn
Reported.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

Location hidden

#768 May 26, 2013
SIMPLY DEVINE wrote:
up all night
looking
for something
that doesnít exist
something
I donít want
to see in me
avoiding
myself
by looking
everywhere
other than here
trying to get
out of my head
when I should
be in bed
another late
night
another wasted
morning
couldnít I get
the same result
in another way
or another result
in the same way
itís all the same
in the end
...and...
Reported
Unwelcome Wagon

United States

#776 May 28, 2013
SIMPLY DEVINE wrote:
The universe will provide
What a crock of s hit
F ucking Ďnew ageí bullshit just makes me sick
I believed in quantum physics and I was a mystic
Now I am just a jaded fool
No need for those tools
The cynic is finally free, you see
Starving babies and innocents
Are not like you and me
Where is their blanket of protection?
Where is their water to make wine?
If all there is that ever was
Then the holy covenant is vile
You still here, dickbird?????

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

Location hidden

#792 Jun 6, 2013
ADRIAN KNIGHT wrote:
As she read me poetry
I watched her lips speaking
More to the volume
Than to me.
It was a poem
Whose author has been
So debated through the years
That the meaning has lost relevance,
It only speaks through
What it means to the two of us.
And in ignoring the annotations
We feel something explicit,
Though unspoken
In the shortness of your hair
And the colours of your dress.
Reported

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

Location hidden

#793 Jun 6, 2013
ADRIAN KNIGHT wrote:
We eat fruit fried in butter,
Muscovado sugar
And maple syrup,
While sickly, we enjoy it.
I am fawning over the magazine
That came through the letter box Ė
The postman's schedule is his own.
I am published on the page
Smoothed open on the bed.
As you read my poem I notice,
From the lines around your mouth
And your eyes,
Recognition at the inspiration.
With the change in temperature
As the radiator loses heat,
The butter will harden
To the cheap china plates.
We use the quilt to cover
The bottom half's of our bodies.
As I lick sugar from your lips
I'm not concerned with my weight.
You pull a thread from the bedspread
And tie it around my wrist
Over the indentations of your bite.
I'll wait for you to open the bow again.
Reported!

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

Location hidden

#804 Jun 9, 2013
emotionally neglected wrote:
All winter the fire devoured everything --
tear-stained elegies, old letters, diaries, dead flowers.
When April finally arrived,
I opened the woodstove one last time
and shoveled the remains of those long cold nights
into a bucket, ash rising
through shafts of sunlight,
as swirling in bright, angelic eddies.
I shoveled out the charred end of an oak log,
black and pointed like a pencil;
half-burnt pages
sacrificed
in the making of poems;
old, square handmade nails
liberated from weathered planks
split for kindling.
I buried my hands in the bucket,
found the nails, lifted them,
the phoenix of my right hand
shielded with soot and tar,
my left hand shrouded in soft white ash --
nails in both fists like forged lightning.
I smeared black lines on my face,
drew crosses on my chest with the nails,
raised my arms and stomped my feet,
dancing in honor of spring
and rebirth, dancing
in honor of winter and death.
I hauled the heavy bucket to the garden,
spread ashes over the ground,
asked the earth to be good.
I gave the earth everything
that pulled me through the lonely winter --
oak trees, barns, poems.
I picked up my shovel
and turned hard, gray dirt,
the blade splitting winter
from spring. With hoe and rake,
I cultivated soil,
tilling row after row,
the earth now loose and black.
Tearing seed packets with my teeth,
I sowed spinach with my right hand,
planted petunias with my left.
Lifting clumps of dirt,
I crumbled them in my fists,
loving each dark letter that fell from my fingers.
And when I carried my empty bucket to the lake for water,
a few last ashes rose into spring-morning air,
ash drifting over fields
dew-covered
and lightly dusted green.
Reported
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United States

#813 Jun 11, 2013
A "potpourri" of off topic spam and clueless banter, bordering on being NUTS!!! You really need to get laid, Adrain, not spending all of your time here making more Sweetie-Pie profiles.

“It's a secret”

Level 8

Since: Sep 12

Or maybe I just forgot!!

#824 Jun 13, 2013
ADRIAN KNIGHT wrote:
Addicted to Love....
She used to slowly caress my hand-
She would send chills down my spine-
We would indulge in white lines as ecstasy got us high-
One journey of a heart established in her lies-
In her eyes I could see the twisted world that she believed-
So drunk on insecurities highly clouded by weed-
This is the devilís disease-It is the devilís fortune and fame-
In love with a substance-I became in love with her name-
Thin haired needles puncture love to my veins-
My heart would beat with tweak-
To the rhythm of the dope game-
The rhythm of the dope game-
WAIT-
What was all this fucking for?
Saying you love me as I lay incoherent on the floor-
The steamy smell of three and half turned to four makes way through my body escaping my pours-
Till the core of my soul lays alone in its own cold-
And what was all this for?
It was a junky stained love as glass pipes held dreams of hope-
Torched lit fires turned ambition to smoke-
LSD became creativity-till the pits of hell were roamed-
And what was all this for?
It was for love-
It was for drugs-
It was my only way to cope-
Understand?
Under gram erections stood alone penetrating holes Iíve never seen before-
Moans of stupidity released thoughts I ignored-
But I adored the feeling of evolution elevating me to heights un-soared-
Where lands of all man reach limitations to explore-
My body begging me to stop but my mind is begging me for more-
Refugees and causalities lay naked on the shore-Track marks leak the scent of and all and out lost war-
And Iím still not sure what all this was for-
Maybe it was for the thrill-
The thrill of submersing all my rotten thoughts that plague my good will-
My will to live among humanity and grant myself the freedom to walk among all of Godís family-
But tragedy strikes at the heart of the lost kind-
Where bleeding bodies are buried by the sands of time-
Where a generational cry turns to generational screams, where a generation in denial becomes generational fends-
And bitterness soaks through her cream where lost visions of the future become a long distance dream-
And the subdue substance that once claimed me now allow me rhymes of exploration,-exploring things Iíve never seen never dreamed never thought Iíd ever be another statistical teen-
But Iíve grown-Iíve grown for the ignorance-The ignorance of believing I can make sense of life and relevance-That the heaven sent failure no longer has remembrance and the continuous hell bent world that destroyed me now gives me a halo of sense and for the first time-things make sense!
So I set myself forward down a road of reflection, reflecting on things I meet at my souls introspection-inspecting deep dark thoughts that beat my soul to redemption and I question-
I question why I stand here ready to go hand to hand to prove Iím a man when all I really want to do is show her who the fuck I am-but I canít-
So I close of my angels and reach for the devil within and its plaguing me why canít God see that I donít want to live in a dream-I just donít want to be-
Please-
Allow me ease-
As I dream of moments with my old love-with my old drugs-with my not giving a fuck-
Like why the fuck should I care when no one else does-
So instead of the drugs I will pick up a pen and write a rhtymatic flow about the places Iíve been-and now-the only addiction I have is writing my hymns-
For the hell hath no fury for the devil within but in the end-
Well in the end-
She slowly starts caressing my hand again man...-
http://youtu.be/XcATvu5f9vE
Sup Pie???

you can fool some of the people some of the time
but you can't fool all, all of the time.

time to change your diaper dude!!

Level 6

Since: Jan 12

Location hidden

#825 Jun 13, 2013
Mister_ E wrote:
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Sup Pie???
you can fool some of the people some of the time
but you can't fool all, all of the time.
time to change your diaper dude!!
What?
whoa... pie is a duda?

“It's a secret”

Level 8

Since: Sep 12

Or maybe I just forgot!!

#826 Jun 13, 2013
QuiteCrazy wrote:
<quoted text>
What?
whoa... pie is a duda?
Devine is pie and pie is devine!!!

Same ISP...

trust me on this....

“It's a secret”

Level 8

Since: Sep 12

Or maybe I just forgot!!

#827 Jun 13, 2013
QuiteCrazy wrote:
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What?
whoa... pie is a duda?
dude or not????

Only it's hair dresser knows for sure...

;)

Level 6

Since: Jan 12

Location hidden

#828 Jun 13, 2013
Mister_ E wrote:
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dude or not????
Only it's hair dresser knows for sure...
;)
Oh no!

Well from here..
could be a gorilla on a keyboard that has been genetically altered as foretold by Planet of the Apes and Darwin twisted back. Apes will rule the world!

Oh, btw heard a joke about that...
A gorilla is reading an article about how human behavior. He's completely engrossed in this and then half way he scoffs, turns the paper to the stocks as he says, "Humans. We would never come from humans.."

In my mind I keep seeing G mike and can't stop laughing.

“It's a secret”

Level 8

Since: Sep 12

Or maybe I just forgot!!

#829 Jun 13, 2013
QuiteCrazy wrote:
<quoted text>
Oh no!
Well from here..
could be a gorilla on a keyboard that has been genetically altered as foretold by Planet of the Apes and Darwin twisted back. Apes will rule the world!
Oh, btw heard a joke about that...
A gorilla is reading an article about how human behavior. He's completely engrossed in this and then half way he scoffs, turns the paper to the stocks as he says, "Humans. We would never come from humans.."
In my mind I keep seeing G mike and can't stop laughing.
LOL..I remember that avatar pic...

You're sharp ma'am...I hope you know what I'm saying.

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