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The Moon Posted: 8/6/2008 3:22:49 AM
born by chance, testament of afterthought of celestial passions glorious violence inevitable collisions......and universal law scars you bear of those days....leftovers of survival.....grace sometimes wet, sometimes blue, in a Harvest, blood or new crescent, half, fairy, black full and rising waxing wisely phasing seasons, love, treasons timeless truths, lies, reasons what's yours has been mine histories entwinded now your dust ... now cell memory...now silver echo's mysterious ..... fine and .... I, as you ... as kin still shine

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The Moon Posted: 7/19/2008 1:27:10 AM
as it were life was difficult... lost once again I lay from my perch, with you, splayed over me words, prayers sent up to you for direction, solace and.... silence this ... your lusty response how rich this enigma that has spoken for years to so many, for so long without tongue yet for me..... nothing you, our celestial sphinx our minor goddess... and I yet another beseeching through those answerless nights burning with silver fever waxing romantic I cursed your response but in time learned what you shone to mine mind then nary compares to what you shine in my soul now

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The Moon Posted: 7/7/2008 5:19:28 PM
TY AF... it's been a while ... really like this subject

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The Moon Posted: 7/7/2008 2:02:27 AM
something inside of me unfurls when you come a subtle invasion innervation... where Gia moans and sighs ... and I feel her when you come An Owl silver eyed I am always have been but didn't understand 'til I knew you Celestial memories Stardust echos turn, vibrate as you lay over me enigmas beam from these your shimmering mysteries - glimmering over my secrets that with you only I've shared ...and I've seen you sneak in to look on me before you usually rise tonight you're gone ... but I'm okay- soon ..... something inside of me will unfurl when you come

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why do alot of country girls wanna go to the city and the city girls dont wanna come to the country Posted: 7/5/2008 3:04:10 AM
ya know.... this is actually a great question that some have hit on the mark and a few, as probably with most things, feel compelled to grace us with their infantile attempts at being funny. I find it a nice piece of sychronicity that I found this question because it hits right to the heart of something I've been dealing with. The Short: Many Country girls (&guys) will feel stifled by the lack of; choices, jobs, opportuinities (human and otherwise) excitements, etc. Age has much to do with this also. The city is a human carnival in comparison.... I think in many ways the Country girl has been sold a bill of goods, and the City girls has learned the price for them goods. Of course there are exceptions but the question obviously isn't about exceptions... and I believe Media plays quite a big role in this. Too me, the answer I related to the most is ' living in a small town but being close to a city. Best of both worlds'. Too much of either is too much for me. I grew up in Miami and lived most of my adult life in Las Vegas, both before they turned into zoo's. Family, Jobs and obligations dictated that. Now that my kid is grown , I am in a smaller town close to a big city. I love my family in both of those cities but I hate the insanity, the crime, the crush of people and their phonyass bullshit, the traffic, the lack of open spaces, sky, care and silence . Away from cities there is peace and quiet... and real beauty... and Country people have their way, which I respect and have grown to admire.

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Infinite Memories Posted: 4/11/2007 2:27:50 AM
Jules, TY... and TY to all other writers.... joy to read..... lesson learned on memories..... To my Aunt the call came - 'you'd better come down now' I knew why just not how how will I do this - this ending even today must I keep pretending that you know - somewhere, remember the times of our lives that define and render our latter days ambrosia - memories racing-in mind-in car, I remember how right he was the man..... new job... orientation day "after all's been eaten, drank and monies spent memories are really why they came this way" All we do....struggle....work....love....fight....laugh....learn....teach....dream....strive.... live for..........become memories when gone... gone too is all............ I remember remember disease a merciless thief.... that took you piece by piece and how poorly I handled your unbidden retreat I pray you knew it was I holding your hand that last breath.............. longer I love you Tia Leo

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Infinite Memories Posted: 4/9/2007 1:57:49 AM
Previous write.... this thread hit that same place so ........................................... This Love - This ghost with a thousand cousins, how they lie in wait appear cut and sear everywhere.... everywhere Everywhere in another's laugh curve of neck fall of hair, scent, stare smile, hands, style wit and wile in song... our songs in films, places, phrases that were you that will always be you Long now I sleep stay dream where too, I can be ghost and again we can dance chest to breast and I can feel, touch your soul again and for a time be where mine bleeds no more

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I sail on Posted: 12/15/2006 3:04:31 PM
Christmas time again.......... sail on, and sail thru I will but I can't help but remember you sitting there your timeless smile the most quiet, serene scene as the room awashed only in twinkling Christmas lights gave you this most beautiful glow smelling, touching, feeling, seeing drinking in you... Christmas sail on, sail past those times that can no longer be and thru this maddening commercialism and merriment that rings hollow I am finding peace and a new Christmas wind to sail on.....................

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Ethics and Supressed Desires...Feel free to Express Posted: 12/5/2006 10:02:42 PM
FindChris.... your write ,to me, is as great a piece as any I have read here..... excellent .....even more so considering where we live........... TY

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I sail on Posted: 12/5/2006 9:51:33 PM
Good one Sean...... especially the last two lines............................

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I sail on Posted: 12/3/2006 9:24:37 PM
calling all sailors...............................................................................................

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I sail on Posted: 12/1/2006 1:32:45 AM
I sail on......................................................................................... thru these inevitable vanities insipid inanities selfserving sanity way too carelessly examined too pourous a heart I have earned when benevolence to all is turned not jibe with the times am I not open for all.... still I study those who are still I see too much of the same truths untold for fear of dislike creative avoidance nice and contrite too widely slung this considerate knife like the wise, like the unsure check your ego at the door if this should offend my dear friend is not this point made is this too obscure ? sail on......

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I sail on Posted: 11/26/2006 5:08:02 PM
.... lazy sunday muse ..... got reminded what, why we sail on.............. I am he and he was me the passions, wants desires, motivations conversations centuries apart we still have He left his good mark I have yet to he made the few choices of his day I sway at too many but sail on I will for he set forth a brothers wind still blowing over this new world thru this old soul years, hundreds between, Van Gogh and Cobain melt Daliesque thru new fabric straining sifting anew yet mystically so same I sail on... search my good mark look back to live forward one fine day

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One for the Core Posted: 11/25/2006 8:01:29 PM
Soft...............wow....^^^........... emphatically, wow.......................... how many roads how many years it has taken just to get here the years of doubting these workings in my mind forged by black and blue relentless decibel rage in multiple years of shrieking slaps from hell grunting punches wailed screams to no avail blood splattered soul shattered life tattered..... chilodhood set adrift the chords of violence resonate into the years into it disappear music others hear I could not sing the same got silenced by the shame the overture of pain and its incessant refrain refrains of self pity refrains of self destruction refrains of uselessness in time I have taught myself how to play my own song and precious few know how far I've come along and there is still more to go but now and then I will sit and listen and hear a symphony in the making and smile all the more for it is mine

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I sail on Posted: 11/23/2006 3:00:49 PM
TY Nes... I salute you also... Ty for your writes. Together, once, we sailed a mast of love holding thru the storms... then came the hurricanes I grabbed you grabbed a rope to tie us to the mast No,no you said there is another way and broke away then slipped away I watched as I strapped myself down I sailed on this shipwreck searching looking,looking for you finally, taking on water I swam to shore pained and weary like never before I slept long, not wanting to rise again silver madness the moon brought then came the sun after years reposed on the shore I saw the splinted mast driftwood now with the best pieces I placed and centered it anew in a raft and sailed on with solemn determination wistfully looking back I saw my tiny island shrinking, disappering as I drifted I almost turned back in time, a sailor's song I hummed into the mystic in time, new land broke my horizon and in me swelled, once again spirits of sailors sail on sail on 'ere the bonnie boat was won

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I sail on Posted: 11/22/2006 11:28:29 PM
I sail on seeing a 17 year old guy hold the door open for the frail woman 10 steps behind him at Walmart the giggles and laughs of a young brother and sister playing with just a wadded up ball of paper the glow of an old man, hands weathered and creased cradling a new borns face the nurse who looked a little deeper and gruffly gave to me so tenderly my son's girlfriend who said that for an older guy I was a 'hottie' the little door I opened in someone's life that they built a home with Alfred Nobel, "Secret Santa", Robert Fulghum and J.K. Rowling being up at the mountains as the sun sets reminding myself, remembering a lifetime scar made in a new york minute and last but not least that anyone can win a lottery

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A Fragile Flower Posted: 11/19/2006 11:44:19 PM
Fragile Flower oh yes how manly men betray that word whore, slut, trash, bi*ch, words turn her into it objectified dehumanized not worthy of any other manly part of you you never had mother, sister, aunt grandmother woman who you see worth seeing in that other they're not so far apart not as far as you need them want them have to have them to be as far, and close, as this they never had a real man in their lives no.... just one like you

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Misc. Poems Posted: 11/19/2006 11:09:19 PM
good one C13.... Sad .... how politically incorrect that word has become In this modern America how 'wrong' this word has become lest one can sell it or sell against it..... This corporate mentality, morphed to cancerous ideology mantra social sophistry with too many.. everywhere........ As if human nature they will will to another plane a 'new, improved' plane ........................again still, and how long now, with creative avoidance and self deluding bumper sticker philosophy evolution of the mind getting shredded by bottom lines selfish grinds sold out spines endless 'zines and the newest of commodities REALITY Sad.... disturbing how disturbing this word has become

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Misc. Poems Posted: 11/19/2006 5:01:35 PM
In that RedD... I would agree a regular day, on about my way Starbucks, stir sticks sugar raw sugar... where there stop, freeze... again I see, again I see hands of a thief same nails, same shapes same squareness construction same tone same size same emotional reduction ....but each time I get dragged back less and less who doesn't want to be happy who doesn't want to be free other than another who could know the years and the light stolen by the hands of this thief

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Being alone is Posted: 11/11/2006 12:18:51 AM
another nite, another bar and everythings' a blur trying so hard to lighten' up but all I do is hurt I feel so broken..........feel so broken misfit, melancholy child way too sensitive they spoke as if I chose this way defective I felt so broken.......feel so broken so I fightin' for a life of truth with love and passion...................an' a little tenderness but so far it seems I've paid a nickel for every pennys worth.............. every penneys worth of happiness

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The Age of Innocence Posted: 11/10/2006 11:52:11 PM
Autumn.... I want to pass along to you something that came thru me in a similar circumstance as yours...... I offer it as one who has traveled down a similar road and can well guess what is going thru your soul right now. _______________________________________ will you not spare us will you give no reprieve I done all I can and still you stand over us why... why now... yes... yes... okay......... yes............ I know........ I KNOW it's me asking, from your sword to be spared this deep thrust I know it's natural I know it's inevitable I know it's unavoidable I know it's life I know,I know, I know..........................I...........know and I don't care right now I don't care who says they know I don't care who says they understand I DON'T CARE ......... how could they really know words.... words...........no more ****ing words and still I reach for them...........words please please..... solace........ please thru the deepest of my crying they come......... they rise .......................echo's....................... grace.............. I hear them words............................................. "it is night that makes us rejoice the dawn it is fear that makes us admire courage it is time that makes a host into a guest it is death that makes living so sweet without black there is no white without loss there is no gain without pain there is no joy how otherwise could it be ? in love, in life there must be opposites for otherwise no pleasures exist it is the WAY has been from the begining.........." truth........... Words...... words so true reminding me that where now I stand, many have stood and suffered deep agonized much....... and in time rejoiced all the more because words ..........truth............solace I will............... I will let life be life I will accept I will hurt and then....as is meant to be as is the way.... live all the more __________________ my thoughts and prayers are with you and your mother.

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Finished.....not finished Posted: 11/10/2006 2:41:54 PM
A dream slowly fades away I'm lost for a moment I turn.............and I see you I don't move I don't make a sound 'cause I want to stay here suspended.... loving you candlelight silhouettes the curves of your neck and breast as you breathe as I breathe you in flowing, in rhythm to a timeless primal essence this raw, sweet awe and my soul flies..... I want to crawl inside you and answer everything....... everything this day, my love let's spend this day in bed let the world go by let's spend this day in bed

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The Age of Innocence Posted: 11/10/2006 1:32:44 PM
Will do Autumn... good luck

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The Age of Innocence Posted: 11/9/2006 4:31:23 PM
Autmn... sorry to hear this... prayers and grace I give up for you and your mother

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The Age of Innocence Posted: 11/8/2006 1:04:09 PM
GOL... won't tell promise... it's for parents only.

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More unfinished, for brothers. Posted: 11/8/2006 12:50:04 PM
Nes... love the way you caught the ambivalence with this piece...'blue reckonings flash thru' and ' ...need in me to feel this let down' in particular. TY for your feedback. I did want that one to slowly rip open and I, for one, do write to try and extract "just a" feelings/experience. I've grown towards minimalist poetry as oppossed to 'stream of consciousness' excess that meanders all over the place. To me Poetry is expressing 3 lines with 1 while getting to the heart of a subject (with some exceptions). Something I notice in your work that I like. TY.

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beeeich Posted: 11/7/2006 4:39:12 PM
Nes...Glad to be able to give back some of what's been given to me... TY

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More unfinished, for brothers. Posted: 11/6/2006 11:13:11 PM
LOL nes.....hello aloysha, thanx for your words This Love - This ghost with a thousand cousins, how they lie in wait appear cut and sear everywhere.... everywhere Everywhere in another's laugh curve of neck fall of hair, scent, stare smile, hands, style wit and wile in song... our songs in films, places, phrases that were you that will always be you Long now I sleep stay where too, I can be ghost and again we can dance chest to breast and I can feel, touch your soul again and for a time be where mine bleeds no more

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The Age of Innocence Posted: 11/6/2006 11:02:55 PM
Autumn... TY... was it romantic ???... it was a rememberance of going into my kids room to check on him before going to bed..... hard to 'see' your own stuff from the outside sometimes... let me know

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beeeich Posted: 11/6/2006 10:46:06 PM
wow nes.... I too live this double sided blade One side wants to slice away self-serving selfish idiots another wants to sacrificially show the way "for you I'll try.... for you I'll do" only to feel too often....it's come to naught this 'they' forgot of those before who taught and the rash of human selfishness is fraught with the frailty of this double edged sword At Starbucks, there on the stand pictured, headlined, was this boy..... someones boy once someones little boy laying in the mud, bleeding life ebbing from a sniper's work someone's boy............... much like my own My heart is rendered like nothing else could My mind is pulled beyond reasons and shoulds How can we still be here How is it that thousands of years of wisdom has penetrated only 3 inches a yard of necessity I believe this is why you are here this is why I am here this is why we write, we rail, we express who knows what young one will read you, me, others and understand, feel, get.... get to a place where they can will make a difference a place I am not on the eves where my insignificantness closes in on me like a fated shadow I have to remind myself of others, like me like here, like now who had precious little possibility of knowing that their deeds, actions, words had the power of a pebble in a pond "The wings of a butterfly in Japan" I give all I can................... I know poet dear, ...........also, you do sleep tight dear poet sleep tight knowing you are not unheard

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Shelter me...home Posted: 11/6/2006 5:13:55 PM
In response to POckets............ Oh gorgeous grace, I've learned of thee whomsoever posseseth let it be But when in time if new you see the unforseen, a mare undreamed To Faith of yours, if true , hold fast and this and that, too... shall pass

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The Age of Innocence Posted: 11/6/2006 4:34:24 PM
A rememberance..... A nightlite, that fragrance that filled your room the dim light softly reflecting off your cheek My nitely ritual once done out of love has become a meadow ever in spring subtlely calling out to me Here, a spring it's clear untainted waters gently flow out I run my hand thru you angel hair breathe and I fly into the Age of Innocence I sit with it for a time bless the health of this child of mine and pray to have this meadow for as long as possible With silent vows and a promise I kiss you goodnight rise and notice how the weary day has fallen away like melting snow

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Shelter me...home Posted: 11/6/2006 3:29:22 PM
Arrrgggg.... SB 'architects' and 'Cerberus'..... tough doing this at work !

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Shelter me...home Posted: 11/6/2006 1:57:37 PM
This,this............................................................part two... So you craftsmen of the soul Bishops, Cardinals, Pope and all you priestly masons architechs of shame Now that I am homeless shelterless, searching yet again for your promise what have you but more of the same Word by word, a truer home I build anew Minds and Spirits you damned for power, for greed rightfully.....damn you Blasphemy... your pithy toothless Cerebus I fear no more... no more True writers, honest sojourners, bravely born again innocents Shelter me..... home

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More unfinished, for brothers. Posted: 11/6/2006 12:46:43 PM
I've always loved the line from "Inherit the Wind"... " and so God created man in his own Image... and Man being the perfect Gentleman returned the favor". whoa Yet I still believe in a higher power....

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Lord Of The Imaginary Penguins Posted: 11/6/2006 12:41:26 PM
Black Mary... Lord of the Imaginary Penguins....excellent piece ... thanx

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Archetypes Posted: 11/5/2006 2:17:12 PM
TY neseemoo.. getting hooked on this stuff !!

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Shelter me...home Posted: 11/5/2006 1:03:43 AM
Shelter me home...... how those words those three words cut into me I should not feel them stab me I should not feel them make me feel like something is missing, like the incessant western way of commercialism I should not feel this abjectness this organic missing life missed this this....... I should not feel this this that I have to play it down and away this this that only here I can try to say this this that, against my best, can make me cry this this that I know is really what we all want this this that should be so simple, apparent but isn't, is not, not interesting enough not dramatic enough, not challenging enough not enough of this, or that, or that, or that, or that, or that, or that, or that, or this, or this, or that,.......................................until life gives you so much of this or that eventually ......so much shit, blood and guts that you spin around and wonder.....who really doesn't know of this.............................. Only the young who haven't lived enough yet. I know writers before I know they understood I know this wisdom has been with us for thousands a years what insanity makes it roll back.... what advanced 'civilized' people would do this........ this this......

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Archetypes Posted: 11/4/2006 4:54:29 PM
A sally down this Jungian alley................" Knows what he wants" ________ She has these beautiful eyes that truly see Her nature is sweetly reserved with deep femininity Her humour is laced with intelligence that smiles from another world She's intimate with the woman in her but never forgets the girl Pygmalion......... it's what I am Pygmalion......... is who I am * She's still beyond, my physical realm but here, I wait for my lover Impetuous hearts, selfish souls how they betray one another If I exist, she too will live live for the day to discover...... Pygmalion * Her living is high, her pleasures are deep her sensuousness most fun Through previous lives, she'll recognize me mystical rivers will run The canyons of ego, the quicksands of pride she knows where and when to avoid Her wisdom is carved from these valley's of pain that give rise to mountains of joy Pygmalion....... it's what I am Pygmalion....... that's who I am......... who I am

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Sex in the woman mind after 40. Posted: 11/3/2006 7:11:52 PM
Mz. Maeflowers... you are too funny... love reading your stuff... Definately agree... kissing is an artform often rushed thru and as a wise man once point out, the art of kissing not only encompasses intensity, variation and duration but also placement !! and... true sexyness is having a well hung mind !!

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Lots of Unfinished Business Posted: 11/2/2006 9:35:22 PM
Unfinished Business......... yes...... this day again Anniversary This bittersweet that will kiss and bite and make bleed and make rise the Stoic You never finished with me Life, you gave me Breath, you took that betrayed that gift Daggers thru a door I reached for words, liquid gravity, stopped me cold listening hearing... silently imploding A vessel, tiny young, rode a forever black wave to a castaways shore Love..... Love forgives does stab itself til' Love...... Love remembers twistin' time at will for when black, that tide rolls in yesterdays' clock has beat but a minute But it's alright... smiles and laughter there were faults, yours, mine, theirs half way silent now that you're gone like a quilt, Peace I will stitch and everyone everything I will wrap around me and I living, will warm it

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planning local las vegas PoF halloween costume party! Posted: 10/28/2006 3:22:13 PM
Almost forgot... Thanx go out to Sassy who MADE the hawaiian donations... Spirit.. cool to of met you finally...ya only had 3 cowboys to wrangle with huh !!.. (curack that whip!!).. shout outs to "Horney" and her friend Bride'o'Frankenstein.. Jentrips..( that was you in them beer goggles right ??..looked gr8 didn't I!! ) James the Clown and ............here's where the beer fuzz kicks in.****AILS !!!!

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planning local las vegas PoF halloween costume party! Posted: 10/28/2006 2:51:32 PM
First .. thanx to Softedge for all the work she did to bring everyone together... thanx also to Krystaldiamond for her generosity and the reading... made a few hairs stand up when something you said happened within minutes... too cool... had a great ole' Irish sing-a-long with Matt, Mark and um,um... (beer memory).. to Billy Joel's ' Piano Man'... Kxthy, we were waiting for you to show up... had a pretty cool younger one I think you would of liked to of met but.... shout out to Piano God... beautiful craftwork my man...Dancer91 lived up to her screen-name AND won 1st in costume...Mark got 2nd and 3rd???... shout out to Armando, Mz. 'Kitty', Mz. Cowgirl, Vegaslady and umm..umm.. (nuther beer mem.)(you in the witchypoo costume)... all in all had a great time... and to those who said but didn't , ya shudda !!... oh well... next time !!

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ole' Vegas Posted: 10/24/2006 8:25:32 PM
I agree with you Simlasa... I have spent time in other places and was glad to get back here, even with it's shortfalls... I'm sure many of us have done similar or know people who have left here fed up with Vegas and end up coming back with a little different perspective. I ran into this a lot in the Gaming Biz... It could be worse, and I have experienced that... Basically, I like living out west and until opportunities present otherwise, I plan on staying out here. I really missed the beauty that isn't too far from us out west and I really missed the open spaces still available to escape too without too much effort. And if I get hungry at 3 am and want some of that tasty bar food I can get it !!!

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ole' Vegas Posted: 10/20/2006 3:59:31 PM
Simlasa... I know what you mean about trying to pin someone down about the culture thing but the answers I've gotten are better... Most everyone who comes from a longer established city like Chicago, NY, SF or even San Diego are use to Metropolitan Museums, huge public libraries, 'official' buildings that are Arts and Cultural centers.... basically a place to plan a whole day around and still not see it all, a place where Theatre draws large crowds and then you can go eat and hang out in a nice entertainment district per se... I saw Rent in Ft. Lauderdale a few yrs. back and it played in an official theatre that host many events and we went afterwards to go eat and hang out in a district and it was way cool... Honestly I think it's ridiculous to compare Vegas to cities that 1. Haven't been built by one all pervasive dominant industry and 2. That have had 3,4 times the time period to establish themselves and 3. Vegas is Vegas... there have been no Vanderbilts, Rockefellers, Carnegies, Morgans or equivalents to establish foundational institutes, acadamia, arts, etc... There is barely one born and raised generation here to speak of... let's face it, Vegas is extremely unique. I'm just glad I had the times I have had... it is what it is. Everything has some tradeoff to it so......... just my 2 lincolns.

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You Posted: 10/16/2006 12:01:02 PM
Like it Vinny... another one for "You" This Love- This ghost with a thousand cousins, lie in wait appear cut and sear everywhere.... everywhere Everywhere in another's laugh curve of neck fall of hair, scent, stare smile, hands, style wit and wile in song- our songs on films, places, phrases that were you that will always be you Long now I sleep stay where too, I can be ghost and again we can dance chest to breast and I can feel, touch your soul again and for a time be where mine bleeds no more

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Just a Thought Posted: 10/5/2006 6:41:21 PM
" A PRIZE EASILY WON, IS LIGHTLY REGARDED" (oh so true)

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Just a Thought Posted: 10/5/2006 2:10:13 PM
In Human affairs, bad news is 3 miles down the road while good news has barely cleared the city gates.... and.... Some people stay longer in an hour than others do in a day

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Just a Thought Posted: 10/3/2006 6:47:23 PM
Take me, yea take, for all that you can.... words you can feel, but don't understand"