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#7569 Jun 23, 2013
Laura Beth wrote:
<quoted text>
I don't know what you are talking about , but than again neither do you . Lol
How presumptuous of you to assume I don't know what I am talking about Laura Beth. I expected nothing less from you as you are the Queen of assumptions. Carry on my dear..........

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7571 Jun 23, 2013
Gnome dePlume wrote:
<quoted text>
You're just as Clueless, racy and Off Topic.
Reported.
SLACK

United States

#7572 Jun 23, 2013
Gnome dePlume wrote:
<quoted text>
You're just as Clueless, racy and Off Topic.
sup adrain

“ROCK ON ROCKERS!!”

Level 8

Since: Mar 11

Rockin' USA ;)

#7573 Jun 23, 2013
Mister_ E wrote:
Devine is...
A net ready to fall on some unsuspecting
Rotten to the core..says he's 22..sends out a picture of a very handsome young man..
Can't find an acceptable lady there at home..
Comes to offbeat to look for some...
Ladies...Beware!!
OMG!! THE MALE Model.. That Adrian USED years earlier for his Avatar...HULK CITY!!...WOW!!.
Yeah, Weeeee KNOW...He's An OLD GEEZER....BUT, HE IS the Residential POET of Offbeat!!

BUT. GOOD ADVICE... Chicks...Don't get taken in!!!
Full time troll

Lake Cormorant, MS

#7576 Jun 23, 2013
Reported.

“ROCK ON ROCKERS!!”

Level 8

Since: Mar 11

Rockin' USA ;)

#7577 Jun 23, 2013
ADRIAN...YOU are Hip Hopping your poems of Rap...the POOR PITY ME...TONE!!

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7579 Jun 23, 2013
A D R I A N De V I N E wrote:
I walk the empty road of hurried days
the dark holds opportunities
that the light burns through.
Nerves have been narcissistic
in that self-loathing battering
that I promised you I wouldn't commit to again.
Is it different if you're a witness?
Hiding isn't part of the agenda,
if you could call irrationality an agenda.
Here's to touching upon a few points
in which I don't show all sides.
I'm nervous to talk to the people
who make me happy
and I'm jaded to their presence,
because I'm a modern-day Gatsby
with a touch of bukowski (or maybe a slam)
and all I want is for
this romantic inside of me
to give up on the struggle
and give in.
I want to let her form allude me
because it's not important,
she just wants recognition
for the fact that she has an education
and knows how to use it.
I'm just going to let my words
smash onto the page, maybe edit
before a show, maybe not.
Probably go drink a beer
on the local trail
and stare at the back
yards of the wealthy
and sharpie in an eye ball
on the cement brick on which
I set my empty bottle for company,
because flowers don't get far in foam.
Nostalgia here we are again,
this time there's no search for meaning,
I know you completely
and ever since we've met
you've refused to let go
(somewhat of a curse, yet I love you).
If I want to let myself be free,
then I have to let go of other folks' conviction.
If maybe for a second I didn't think of what others thought about me
and I didn't think about them
to occupy the empty space, then I would
truly return to the person
I was before my self-esteem plummeted
beneath all that I knew to be right and wrong.
Before it hurt to write my feelings
because of the fear that what I wrote
wouldn't be good enough, or long enough,
no matter how many compliments came shooting through me.
"I forgot, you're bad at accepting compliments."
I don't want that to be true,
I don't want to beat myself up
over the fact that someone else
has great wisdom simply
because I am blind of my own.
Self-love, here I come,
it'll help me live life without tangles.
Keepin' crazy, as usual
stream of consciousness
thought I'd lost it, here's
something for the soul, I
appreciate all who accept
whatever it is I'm doing.
I guess one would call it:
Being.
Reported.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7581 Jun 23, 2013
A D R I A N De V I N E wrote:
Are you going to judge me for my life?
Are you so insecure
my happiness brings you strife?
I said one day that
"Sometimes I wish I could just express myself
without being judged or misinterpreted".
And later you laughed at me for it.
The archenemy of Socrates; ignorance (blessed).
I'm may not be as smart as you,
But I'm happy when it's quiet.
I may not have the money you do,
But I'm content most nights.
I'm could be so dangerous,
But that wouldn't be nice.
And yet it's not enough for you.
Get a life.
You don't know
what it is to be alive.
Reported...and you owe me a prop adrain...

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7582 Jun 23, 2013
A D R I A N De V I N E wrote:
<quoted text>
:
:
:
:
The usual fortune
of complaint is to
excite contempt more
than pity.
***
In every life
there’s a moment or two
when the self disappears,
the cruel wound
takes over,
and then again
at times
we are filled with sky
or with birds or
simply with the sugary tea
on the table
said the old woman
I know what you mean
said the tulip
about epiphanies
for instance
a cloudless April sky
the approach
of a butterfly
but as to the
disappearing self
No....I have not yet
experienced that
You are
creating distinctions
that do not exist
in reality
where “self”
and “not-self”
are like salt
in ocean,
cloud in sky
oxygen in fire
said the
philosophical dog
under the table
scratching his balls.
Reported.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7585 Jun 23, 2013
A D R I A N De V I N E wrote:
<quoted text>
Chick you do NOT know me, so stop passing these judgements, falsely perpetrate about me, by these noxious hypocrites, with their malicious and pernicious lies concerning my honesty......believe what you like about me, nothing written about me here is true, however I'm not going to waste my time trying to prove anything to you or anyone else ....I am, that I say I am.
"You and I travel to the beat of a different drum..."
Who do I trust?
When all of you disgust
Me
With your hypocritical
Analytical dissection
I'm guilty too
I'm just as bad as you
I look at you, you look at me
I cut you, metaphorically
Stick and stones may break bones
But words will destroy you.
And it doesn't matter if you don't know
If I sing a song but don't put on a show?
If a tree falls and no one hears it,
has it really fallen?
If I break your trust,
and you don't know, is it really broken?
Who do I trust
When all of you discuss
Me
When my back is turned
I know you speak in hushed tones
Passing the final judgement
upon my saintly mind and sinful soul
The paranoia will take it's toll
You'll be the end of me, you'll be the fall
My mind will slowly unwind
until you find
my innermost thoughts
which you sought
to extract,
as if they were facts,
which would damn me forever.
Show my face, this I won't
I fear you will cast the first stone
Irrespective of your flaws which I respected,
I accepted....Or did I?
Did you find out
I brandished my sword,
Sliced through your soul,
sliced through your ghouls
There was no trial yet I banged the gavel
I dropped a bomb but you were hit by shrapnel
Oh dear me, what have I done?
Who can I turn to, where do I run?
Who do I trust
When I cannot even trust
Me
Stuck in past, intangible present
The future's bleak,
like the moons full crescent
The horrors of yesterday haunt me
My evils of today taunt me
My future transgressions daunt me
I promise I'm trying to be good
Promise I'm trying to do what I should
But who's example do I follow
When all your actions are so hollow
And there I go again
Mr hypocrite, judging his friends
But who am I to judge everyone else
When I do the same myself?
I voiced my issues to a friend
That I feared I would never trust again
She dished out a few words which set me free
If I don't trust myself, the who will me?
~DeVine.
Reported.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7586 Jun 23, 2013
A D R I A N De V I N E wrote:
I find it an inevitable truth that one is shaped by not only the experiences of one's life, but also those that accompany one through such experiences and those who are responsible and found to blame for the cause of such experiences.
Such denial of this truth would stem from a longing of individuality and self-independence from the judging eyes of peers. But upon acceptance, further growth of favorable aspirations would be found easier as a barrier of self-conciousness holding one back would be released and development of a greater person could be accomplished.
This may seem preposterous because of what we are taught as children, that we are what we chose to be and we are not what others call us, whether bad or good. But as many optimistic teachings, they are only to encourage independent growth and self-esteem. What are you that isn't that you have been made to be? Molded into, shaped as by the people who see you for what you are? How do you know who you are if you're not the one being directly affected by your own actions as the way you are treated is how others comply to you.
And thus that feedback is an altered version of how you are seen as relayed by another's personality and is not a valid primary source for who you are, but still more reliable then what you think.
It may be seen as with the voice. The voice is a phenomena of its own as what we hear in our heads may be completely different than what is heard by others, but when performing what we hear is insignificant because during a performance you do not show off for your own suffice, you perform to impress others with what you want to think is a favorable aspiration. "I can sing" may be different for you as in your mind you are among the greatest few while to others you are absolutely terrible.
The same applies for one's personality, and you may only know if your personality is good by the feedback of others as the voice, because you can never rely on your own mind to tell you the truth, and the subconcious is not included because it can't hear you rather than telling you what is right and what is wrong. And as they say with the voice, the mind is a muscle, it can be trained to be good, and it can be trained to be bad.
Now you may wonder, does this take away your personal freedoms? Absolutely not, nor are you the victim of mind therapy that creates you into a being you do not want to be. Because the decision to surround yourself with positive influences if yours only to make, whether by clouded judgement you make the wrong decision, that is on you and only you, but there are others to blame as mentioned before-hand.
For example, say we have a perfectly in shape boy who is self-concious and has found himself surrounded by negative influences. If they are able to convince him that he is overweight by the repetition of such, would he be able to deny what he sees or would he begin to have a distorted eye caused by a distorted mind trained in the wrong ways? Do not believe that the mind is a tool, it is easily fixable as there is no permanent damage that can be done.
Everything is fixable, it is all determined by the amount of willingness to change and the desire to do so. Peers are able to completely change the brain and thoughts and by doing so change everything you see, feel, taste, smell, and hear.
And by applying this to any other situation, you can find your current person the responsibility of all of those that you have come into contact with and everything and everyone you are influenced by, whether subliminally, directly, or without even being influenced, if one's mind has that power.
Self control is key, and point of view is definition.
In short: You are beautiful as long as you want to be and only if you believe you are.
Reported.
Mister_E n the gray

Bartlesville, OK

#7595 Jun 24, 2013
A.D.

Must be a rough life

Copy and paste your life away

Hoping someone will look your way.

Most all of the women have taken notice

you're just a pervert waiting to hurt us.

I sent out the message along with others

That you are a sick fiend with nothing but a scheme

to beguile and betray is but your theme.

“It's a secret”

Level 8

Since: Sep 12

Or maybe I just forgot!!

#7598 Jun 24, 2013

“Happy Halloween”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Boo

#7599 Jun 24, 2013
Time is still the best answer, forgiveness is still the best pain killer and God is the best healer

“It's a secret”

Level 8

Since: Sep 12

Or maybe I just forgot!!

#7606 Jun 25, 2013
INIQUITOUS wrote:
"This man didn't sweeten his words to get to the pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.
Instead I've ridden the colorful rays at my own pace, made the sky my "bitch" and taken everything I wanted when I was good and ready."
~DeVine.
Reported!!!

Ozzie!!

“It's a secret”

Level 8

Since: Sep 12

Or maybe I just forgot!!

#7607 Jun 25, 2013
INIQUITOUS wrote:
I am achromatic.
adrift.
in this
polychromatic world.
monochromatic views.
breed
duotone intolerance.
and still a pervert none the less..

“It's a secret”

Level 8

Since: Sep 12

Or maybe I just forgot!!

#7609 Jun 25, 2013
INIQUITOUS wrote:
Lightning strikes a thought an idea
an emotion...
a painting a poem; a sculpture; a song
universal to us theories and conceptions
memories imposed stamped in minds
like raindrops....
trickle down in the air round us create
like gods
visions soar... free your dreams
let them crystallize....a monument
a sky scraper a bridge a home
the chair beneath your ass
once an inspired notion
whispered in a brain
from the great beyond...
You'll never be anything BUT a pervert..

trust me on this..

Reported!!!!

:)

“Emblem of the Brave and True”

Level 1

Since: Sep 10

Los Angeles, CA

#7610 Jun 25, 2013
Days slain bearing crosses to turned pages, stampeding weeks to months on my beating calendar. This moment bourn unknowingly has stampeded through twilights. Ran to new seasons. Torrid summer calls me into flesh wrapped nights of tangled arms and soft exploration, My heart needed your love to keep the most beautiful rhythm. A metronome now supplemented with animal dance. Tears now carnal sweat. I am missing you, but I no longer miss you. You are missing me. Southern winds on naked skins, enraptured bliss to set me free.

“It's a secret”

Level 8

Since: Sep 12

Or maybe I just forgot!!

#7613 Jun 26, 2013
INIQUITOUS wrote:
Lightning strikes a thought an idea
an emotion...
a painting a poem; a sculpture; a song
universal to us theories and conceptions
memories imposed stamped in minds
like raindrops....
trickle down in the air round us create
like gods
visions soar... free your dreams
let them crystallize....a monument
a sky scraper a bridge a home
the chair beneath your ass
once an inspired notion
whispered in a brain
from the great beyond...
Finally..a dame that suits you Ozzie.

Dark Black Evil...that you are

“It's a secret”

Level 8

Since: Sep 12

Or maybe I just forgot!!

#7614 Jun 26, 2013
dame = name

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