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SW&M says:
I just had a few wors to make this page shine. So many times we underestimate the intensity of our Christianity. It has got to the point where we actually underestimate it in our songs... Satan is in hell just thinking to himself," When these Christians finally let their light shine, I am gonna but a basket over it and hide their light from the world." < Thus, the reason i hate the song "This Little Light of Mine". I mean, what is our problem? I am sick of this "small light mentality" You know what, forget that whole this-little-light-of-mine theory. We're gonna change the words up. How about this BIG HUGE FREAKIN' BONFIRE OF MINE. Yeah Satan! Try to throw a basket on us now, we'll burn the freaking basket too.
--Banning &Burton
posted Nov 3
Comment replies (4)
Chocobo says:
Do you ever feel like a bad person for being so mean to Satan? After all, God did create him too.
posted Nov 3
echo says:
i guess there's freedom to be a religious nutjob here. but writing religious nonsense doesn't make a writer, does it? it won't hurt my feelings if you delete this thread.
posted Dec 28
Travis Morgan says:
I understand your point of view echo, but I must say that the people who wrote the bible did a great job didn't they? Look how influential it has been despite it's apparent nonsense riddled with moral values and stories in between to give it substance. The writers actually made people believe in it. It makes me wonder why there are no books like it being written today that have the same influential power.
posted Dec 28
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posted Oct 26
untogether says:
I am in the process of creating new constellations and am asking others to write their stories. Feel free, if the urge hits you, to write something for the other images in this series; one sentence, twenty pages -- whatever. The best stories will be posted with the image when it is shown sometime later this year or early next year (with full credit given to the author, of course.)
Email your story to: jenellenorris@gmail.com
Thanks much!
J-
Constellation II
Constellation III
Constellation IV
And if you're wondering, these are low light photograms made with Polaroid 600 film.
posted Sep 25
Sharon.mp3 says:
luminous. that's something i could never live without. perhaps a tuesday also, because my mother always told me to live everyday like a tuesday. my thoughts still last longer than any cup of milk i've ever drank, but my mind still sleeps with the fishes. i've lost myself. detached in a world filled with so many connections, but i assure you- i will be happy one day. my whale just hasn't found it's cloud yet. it's only spring.
perhaps i'm just snowblown. hit me as hard as you can, i dare you. there's no reason to pity me because i am a sunshine kid. i'll go into a deep coma, and love it because history repeats itself, and i will relive the 60's. within every maybe, i found a part of myself. some good things, some bad. doesn't matter. gotta stay positive.
my heart is obtuse, in this world of right angles. i'm inside your insides, and i've found a bit about yourself. all i'm trying to do is find my creativity that i've lost once i defined my sexuality, but i don't want to be alone. i don't ever want to be alone. don't forget: i am a queen in this age of aquarius. for i have gills, which allowed me to breathe much easier on land than water.
posted Sep 16
alexandra says:
she was just a little girl looking for love in a love-less world devoid of the capability to love, and as much as the little girl can smile and say she's content, hidden behind that beautiful smile is a ravashed heart - one that once was pure and innocent and believed in love in its purest form. but she was lied to and the men she though loved her abused her. so now she is hardened, calloused, and closed off. she yearns for love and closeness, but she she runs from it when it appears. and the girl is left alone, sitting on the ground, crying with the ferocity of the rain, her sobs shaking her to pieces like the thunder. and yet no tears fall from her lucid green eyes. they are empty - they forgot how to cry. and everyone says that none of it is her fault. and everyone says that she is amazing and beautiful. and everyone says that she is worth having. but no one will have her. so she tries to be had, desperately, hoping that someone will want her. but every single painfully hard day leaves her a little more broken than before.
posted Aug 22
Lewis M. says:
"I use to be a lifer", hanging from the strings of every word I never got to say. I mutter phrases and smile out sayings that I hope get the better of my chest and make you fall in my heart. It's a fighter, a soldier and when it gets dragged down it takes the boat with it. The show, the circus and the band. It's an anchor and it keeps me weighted down and level with the tangibles of my life. The intangibles get stuck in my head and find their way to my hands where I beat this notebook black and blue until a plan comes out. A heist, a gem, a witty little pop song that'll sell your ears and eyes something that'll make this last. I've been a boy, I tried to be a man but I get stuck on my own pages and slip into the dark. Lighting matches to lead you to me, in the darkness of your room "This makes things easier". Easiest when made with love. Harder when genuine. We relive failures in your sheets and when you cuddle up close to me I place one foot out the door and the other in the streets. Red Lines, Brown and Blue. Took a marker to these windows to paint another you.
posted Aug 1
Derrick Engoy says:
To Ashley Wolpert...I published a book last year, "I'm Bored with Christianity," through a self-pub org called outskirtspress.com. Really great staff and reasonable pricing. I was automatically listed at all the major book retailers. Hope that helps.
posted Jul 29
Ashley Wolpert says:
I'm looking for places to publish my work. Any ideas? Feel free to send me a message.
posted Jul 24
alexandra says:
you say you want to know
who i am
but i am so afraid
for you to see
all of my faults i have silently
packed away inside of me
like a closet
overflowing
my faults would come pouring out
if i opened the door
to my secrets
i could not escape the doubt
of their validity and
to this blissful state of unknowing
where kisses are all that matter
you would see my pain and
inconsistencies
you would see my inabilities
and i am afraid you would
disagree
with who i am
posted Jul 16
Comment replies (4)
Travis Morgan says:
nicely done. We all have our insecurities so I imagine most will be able to relate to this.
posted Jul 16
echo says:
from Six Memos for the Next Millennium by Italo Calvino. lectures he gave on storytelling; if only i could apply it to my life as well.
"my working method has more often than not involved the subtraction of weight. i have tried to remove weight, sometimes from people, sometimes from heavenly bodies, sometimes from cities; above all i have tried to remove weight from the structure of stories and from language.
i shall try to explain why i have come to consider lightness a value rather than a defect.
i hope to have shown that there is such a thing as a lightness of thoughtfulness, just as we all know that there is a lightness of frivolity. in fact, thoughtul lightness can make frivolity seem dull and heavy.
Milan Kundera's novel The Unbearable Lightness of Being is in reality a bitter confirmation of the Ineluctable Weight of Living, not only in the situation of deperate and all-pervading oppression that has been the fate of his hapless country, but in a human condition common to us all, however infinitely more fortunate we may be. for Kundera the weight of living consist chefly in constriction, in the dense net of public and private constrictions that enfolds us more and more closely. his novel shows us how everything we choose and value in life for its lightness soon reveals its true, unbearable weight. perhaps only the liveliness and mobility of the intelligence escape this sentence--the very qualities with which this novel is written, and which belong to a world quite differnet from the one we live in.
whenever humanity seems condemned to heaviness, i think i should fly like Perseus into a different space. i don't mean escaping into dreams or into the irrational. i mean that i have to change my approach, look at the world from a different perspective, with a differnet logic and with fresh methods of cognition and verification. the images of lightness that i seek should not fade away like dreams dissolved by the realities of present and future....."
posted Dec 31