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THE OFFICIAL CALIFORNIA PLUS BOOMER 'N WHISKERS THREAD! (pg. 254)
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| whiskers |
ugh. hope everyone else is having a good time.
hello, california. |
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| Echo of Silence |
| quote: | Originally posted by whiskers
ugh. hope everyone else is having a good time.
hello, california. |
ugh? |
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| whiskers |
| quote: | Originally posted by Echo of Silence
ugh? |
yep. ugh. describes my state at the moment.
but as bondor would say, .... ;) |
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| fuct4less |
| ive been listening to nothing but european metal for the past three days... i should get some help... |
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| Echo of Silence |
ok, ugh.
ugh me pug me fug me sug me jug me (hmmm, that last one might mean I finally get a decent set a jugs? ;))
as bondor would say.....
heh.
Bondor would say, DAMN IT, I WOULD NOT SAY WHO GIVES A FUG!! I ONLY SAID THAT ONCE IN MY LIFE SO LAY OFF!! OR I WON'T POST IN YOUR DAMN THREAD ANYMORE. AND I PERSONALLY DON'T GIVE A FUG ECHO IF YOU HAVE A DECENT SET OF JUGS OR NOT!
lol
Whiskers would say, Chrissi, let it go.
Artie would say, OMG I diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie.
Montie would say, Personally, I think you're being ridiculous but it really shouldn't matter.
Boomers would say, Its just the internet, Chrissi. Relax.
Photo bot would say, Sex.
Dave would say, read this 5 page article and support my cause. The rest doesn't really matter in the grand scheme of things.
Mr S would say, Damn deforestation. Thank you Echo for the invitation to take up temporary residency here but I'm not comfortable hanging around my ex-stalker on a regular basis.
Arjen would say, Time to spam!
UWM would say, this is pointless . When I'm a mod, you're butt is banned!
Neo would say, Thread Closed
Emil would say, Hello.
Tuan would say, Is all of this necessary?
Fuct4 would say, I find this funny. Echo, you need help too.
Phlotron would say, I find this sad.
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| Echo of Silence |
Vous qui cherchez l'etoile
Vous qui vivez un reve
Vous heros de l'espace
Au coeur plus grand que la terre
Vous donnez moi ma chance
Emmenez-moi loin d'ici
Ne partez pas sans moi laissez-moi vous suivre
Vous qui volez vers d'autres vies laissez-moi vivre
La plus belle aventure les plus beaux voyages
Qui menent un jour sur des soleils sur des planetes d'amour
Vous les nouveaux poetes
Vous les oiseaux magiques
Vous vous allez peut-etre trouver
De nouvelles musiques
Vous donnez-moi ma chance
Je veux chanter aussi
Ne partez pas sans moi laissez-moi vous suivre
Vous qui volez vers d'autres vies laissez-moi vivre
Le bleu de l'infini la joie d'etre libre
Sur des rayons sur des soleils
Sur des chansons sur des merveilles
Et dans un ciel d'amour
Le bleu de l'infini la joie d'etre libre
Vous qui cherchez une autre vie
Vous qui volez vers l'an 2004
Ne partez pas sans moi
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| whiskers |
| so.... that was touching, Chrissi... the lyrics too... i'm in awe... |
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| Echo of Silence |
Incognito
Bien dans ma peau!
Incognito
Je recommence ma vie a zero
Incognito
Sans dire un mot
Incognito
C'est pas facile de te tourner le dos
M'en aller loin d'ici
M'en aller loin de toi, loin de moi
Loin d'ici une autre vie
Loin de toi, il existe une autre moi
M'en aller dans un pays
Ou personne ne saura qui je suis
Solitaire je chercherai
Sur la terre un coin ou je t'oublierai
Loin de nous
Loin de tout
Loin du monde ou j'etais ta possession
Loin de nous
Loin de tout
J'oublierai ton nom et mon nom
Je m'en irai incognito
Bien dans ma peau
Incognito
Je recommence ma vie a zero
Incognito
Sans dire un mot
Incognito
C'est pas facile de te tourner le dos
Je m'en vais aujourd'hui
Loin de mes amis, de tes amis
Qui diront ce qu'ils voudront
Dans mon dos
Je n'en saurai pas un mot
Je m'en vais au bout du monde
S'il le faut je m'ferai teindre en blonde
Si jamais tu me revois
J'te promets qu' tu n'me reconnaitras pas
Loin de nous
Loin de tout
Loin du monde ou j'etais ta possession
Loin de nous
Loin de tout
J'oublierai ton nom et mon nom
Je m'en irai incognito
Bien dans ma peau
Incognito
Je recommence ma vie a zero
Sans dire un mot...
Je recommence ma vie a zero. grrrrrrrrrrs. |
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| whiskers |
| quote: | | Creation seems to come out of imperfection. It seems to come out of a striving and a frustration, and this is where I think language came from. It came from our desire to transcend our isolation and have some sort of connection with one another. And it had to be easy, when it was just simple survival, like you know...water, we came up with a sound for that, or sabre-toothed tiger right behind you!, we came up with a sound for that. But, when it gets really interesting, I think, is when we use that same system of symbols to communicate all the abstract and intangible things that we're experiencing. What is frustration? or what is anger? or love? When I say "love," the sound comes out of my mouth and hits the other person's ear, travels through this Byzantine conduit in their brain, through their memories of love, or lack of love, and they register what I'm saying, and they say "Yes, I understand," but how do I know they understand? Words are inert; They're just symbols; They're dead. You know? And, so much of our experience is intangible. So much of what we perceive cannot be expressed; It's unspeakable. Yet, when we communicate with one another, and we feel that we have connected, and we think that we are understood, I think we have a feeling of almost spiritual communion, and that feeling might be transient, but I think it's what we live for. |
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