S. A. P. S.

10/24/2006

10/07/2006

Clutch what you hold in your hand. Grab the knife and run your finger on the sharp blade. Watch as the blood rips off the edge. Flashback towards the hate, the love, the good and the bad. Ignore the voice of truth in your head. Refuse to believe the truth it speaks. Apply the piercing knife edge to the skin of your neck right below the head. Take a breathe as truth, humiliation, embarrasment, fun, love, hate, passion, family, friends, and reason flood your shattered mind. Thrust the knife deep into the neck. Close your eyes and see the two or three tunnels of choice. Open your eyes momentarily to see the blood covering your hard and cold hands. Lean forward to see the mess you have made. Close your eyes and lay to peace with yourself. Let yourself lay in the hands of another for once.

Post from the Past: Walking out the door we entered

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We came into this world naked, wrinkled and ignorant to the world around us. We had trouble seeing and relied on others to meet our needs. Most of us ran around naked as little kids after we took our baths or when we got out of the pool. We got older and learned things. We were told that being naked was wrong so we clothed ourselves. We learned things at school. We learned how to hate and to love. We learned how to those who arent the same and love our precious iteams we were given. Toys became no longer toys but precious life essentials that we would beat the fuck out of anyone else who dared touch them. We got older and money replaced our toys. We left the nest and had sex like it was sign of God. We would run around our own house naked. We got older and had kids who came into our world naked, wrinkled and ignorant to the world around them. We got older and started wrinkling. We got older and started becoming ignorant to the world around us. We forgot things and had trouble seeing things. We relied on others to meet our daily needs for us. They fed us and clothed us, or helped go give a shit. We died. We died naked,wrinkled,ignorant,with terrible sight to the world around. We went out the same way we came in.

Note to Reader: This post was posted 10/7/05. Thats right a year ago to this date.

10/06/2006

Definition of the word 'Fuck'

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fuck [fuhk] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation Vulgar.

–verb (used with object)

1.	to have sexual intercourse with.

2.	Slang. to treat unfairly or harshly.

–verb (used without object)

3.	to have sexual intercourse.

4.	Slang. to meddle (usually fol. by around or with).

–interjection

5.	Slang. (used to express anger, disgust, peremptory rejection, etc., often fol. by a pronoun, as you or it.)

–noun

6.	an act of sexual intercourse.

7.	a partner in sexual intercourse.

8.	Slang. a person, esp. one who is annoying or contemptible.

9.	the fuck, Slang. (used as an intensifier, esp. with WH-questions, to express annoyance, impatience, etc.)

—Verb phrases

10.

fuck around, Slang.

a.	to behave in a frivolous or meddlesome way.

b.	to engage in promiscuous sex.

11.

fuck off, Slang.

a.	to shirk one's duty; malinger.

b.	go away: used as an exclamation of impatience.

c.	to waste time.

12.

fuck up, Slang.

a.	to bungle or botch; ruin.

b.	to act stupidly or carelessly; cause trouble; mess up.

—Idiom

13.	give a fuck, Slang. to care; be concerned.

[Origin: 1495–1505; akin to MD fokken to thrust, copulate with, Sw dial. focka to copulate with, strike, push, fock penis]
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Truth

In only truth can one find the lies.

9/20/2006

The deer and the hunter

Over the pass and under the slew
His ol' gun pulled, the bullet flew.
It knocked that deer, into two.
He took from it, what he could.
He did with it what he should.
As he took from this deer
There come from behind a chilling sneer.
He turned to see what was there
It was not coyotes or even a bear
Yet it was the fawn from which he took
The one they show in picture books.
The old man went home to his wife .
He was thankful and cut with his knife.
Days would pass and months would flow
Soon it came for the old man to go.
His wife did cry but knew what to do
Over the pass and under the slew
Lay the man for which she knew.
Time would grow and she too would go
But as his grave grew older yet
Mounds of grass would topple it.
And from this grass the deer were drawn
One for which was that fawn
Who grew so old, big and strong
And one shot later she too was gone.
And once again there sneered the fawn.