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Spirit Den
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Spiritualmoongoddess
You are a beautiful woman, With a glowing soul. You offer safe harbor, For all you know. You have a inner strength, That shines like the stars. With a gift of magic, You give so freely. Intelligence, beauty, and passion, You do possess. Your love you give, With all your best. We have been friends for a very long time. Beautiful Spiritual Moon Goddess of mine. My love I pledge to you for all times. Copyright ©2008 Dorothy Ronell Parenti I post a lot of my poetry on Poetry.com. They are having a contest called rate my poem. Please go to this linkhttp://www.poetry.com/voteforme/poemvote1.asp?PID=11078604 and vote for this poem. Thank You.

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Spirit Lifter
GOD HAS KEPT ME HERE 4 A REASON . I SURVIVED BECAUSE HE HAS A PLAN 4 ME . ALL MY BAD RELATIONSHIPS , THE BAD CREDIT , THE REPOSSESSIONS , THE DEATH OF MY LOVED ONES , THE BACK STABBING FROM MY FRIENDS , THE NEGATIVE THOUGHTS , OR THE LACK OF SUPPORT , I MADE IT BECAUSE I AM BLESSED ! I RELEASE AND LET GO OF ALL PAST HURTS , MISUNDERSTANDINGS AND GRUDGES BECAUSE I AM BLESSED . I RECOGNIZE THEM AS THE ILLUSIONS THEY ARE , 4 GOD IS ALL THERE IS . ALL ELSE IS A LIE ! NOW GIVE YOURSELF A HUG WIPE YOUR TEARS AND WALK IN VICTORY !!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU BUT MOST APPROPRIATELY GOD LOVES YOU BEST ! BE BLESSED AND KNOW THAT YOU ARE AT ONE WITH THE SPIRIT OF THE LIVING GOD ! AND MAY THE LORD KEEP WATCH BETWEEN YOU AND ME WHEN WE ARE AWAY FROM EACHOTHER .

Spirit Leveler Read Pleas
COMMUNICATION PROBLEM I CONTINUE TO POST BLOGS AND IT SEEMS THAT THEIR IS ABOUT 8 TA 10 OUT OF 32 READING THEM WE HAVE A PROBLEM WE WILL HAVE A MEETING THIS WEEKEND AND I EXPECT EVERONE TO BE THERE I'LL PLAN IT LATE ENOUGH IN THE EVENING ON SAT OR SUN SO EVERYBODY SHOULDN'T HAVE A PROBLEM MAKING IT THIS IS A MANDATORY MEETIMG! C YA THERE PAINTER OWNER~FOUNDER

Spiritual Baths...
Spiritual or Ritual Baths Many cultures believe in the powerful effects of water not only for cleaning the mundane dirt from our bodies but to cleanse our spirit, our soul and our essence. Spiritual bathing, also known as ritual bathing, is as old as mankind and is still practiced today. History, Religion and Culture Christian baptism is a good example of a spiritual bath or ritual bath. The water is used on the person and believed to wash away the sins of the flesh. This gives new life to the person on both a physical and a spiritual level. Also, Catholic priests make water holy by reciting ritual prayers over it and then making the sign of the cross above the vessel containing the water. Ancient Greeks, Romans, Celtics, Mayans, Aztecs, Incas, and many others believed the spiritual bath a necessity and performed them on a regular basis. It was considered to be a sacred ritual and a necessity in order to bring blessings to their families and lives. The Japanese b

Spiritual Awakening A Poem
A Poem Spiritual Awakening Tired but content he allows his body to relax; slowly he closes his eyes as a smile crosses his face. He is whole, his spirit and soul are as one, given to him as a gift. Quietly it fades to black. Blinding white light! Reds, oranges, yellows and pristine white flood his vision. Slowly into focus a single candle shines. Sweet fragrances fill his senses like those from a garden. He closes his eyes again but for a moment, deeply inhaling, taking in the mixture of smells that fill the room. Hers, his and others swim together in his mind. He opens his eyes again, this time he sees her. This perfect form of womanhood lies before him. Long tresses flowing down her shoulders onto her back. Her soft curves, warm and inviting, beckon him, drawing him in like the current of a gentle stream. Faintly he hears the music, the beats and notes there but not there. He slowly traces her shoulder feeling her skin rise to meet his touch, soft and supple,

The Spiraling Pain
The loneliness sinks deep My life is in shambles No one to share things with I am totally alone Nothing makes me feel good anymore I can't go on living It has to end All of it Why must I live with such pain? My heart cries for want of another to share my feelings with Yet I have no one I feel as if no one wants me As if I'm a joke to others No one listens to me They probably think nothing of me Doubtful I will ever find a woman for me I've only ever loved one woman in my life And she wouldn't have me So maybe I would be better off dead Do you know what it's like to feel as if you're not wanted? I do It's a terrible and haunting feeling It tears your mind, body and soul apart Slowly kills you from the inside out You begin to depsise everyone around you Most of them have everything you don't Begin to believe they are taunting you Yes, it hurts to be so alone among so many Cuts to the core of your being Sometimes making you want to lash out in anger

Spiraling Into The Moist Mist Of Madness.
Love is a slow decay. It is more essential to a hopeless romantic than the air that they breathe. A perpetual Juliet, ever seeking an attainable ecstacy in the depth of her Romeos’ hold; this is me. I feel myself freefalling towards a hurt my heart can’t fathom and inside I ache for arms outstretched to catch me. Are you still there? I look through the fog in my clouded mind, eyes searching for a glimpse of my hero. To coddle me, protect me for this meddlesome madness and unavoidable saddess that consumes a heart that is easily broken and that has been shattered and shred so many times before. Validation, vindication : life-blood to my soul. Whisper to me in a crowded room that you will love me evermore and that your only desire is me. Never hurt me, never leave me with wonder. You alone easily can fill the void, the emptiness – or in gross neglect make this sea of tears rise into a tsunami. I am needy; but was it naught you who vowed to fulfill my needs? Could you not easily utter t

The Spirits' Cry
The spirits' cry is a forsaken sound, Recalling the ail of a broken life. Suffering are souls from the burdens' strife, When emotions hide behind flesh confound. Woe greets the courage that's forever bound, Speculating a time when strength was rife. Once a spirit of light, now shadows' knife; Cuts the silence inside that is profound. But a wailing soul can retreat and heal, When mans' humbled pride understands its grief. Slumbering lives shall overcloud in brief, The true vision drowned in a hearts' appeal. Flightless spirits rest on wings of relief, While freedom lies in the cries we reveal

The Spirit Of The Wolf
I've always seen the Wolf as an earth spirit (as opposed to air, water, fire) because it seems so grounded. I don't know if that's how others see it, though. Wolf has a wild, natural spirit that speaks as much of family and community as it does of predatory impulses and primal instinct. I've never thought of the Wolf as evil or malevolent but as a naturally wild, instinctive force of nature. It feeds when its hungry, it attacks when it feels threatened. Wolf is one of the natural, instinctive, primal forces within us all that must be tempered with our human conscience, spirit and intelligence. I think the Wolfspirit speaks to so many of us because it speaks of freedom, a return to basic instincts and a wild spirit that appeals to those parts of ourselves we have closed off by living in cities and by devoting ourselves mostly to our working lives. It's that part of ourselves we need to find and bring back into our lives in order to achieve some sort of balance.

Spirals
Late at night, Stars shine bright, Head hangs low, Disturbing sight. Heart is heavy, Mood is down, Depression deep, Will I drown? Hopeless journey, Hopeless Task, Heedless agony, Faceless mask. Emotionless, Starless, Blighted, Dim. What Ever Will Become Of Him ?

Spirits At Play
When my father died. The shock was so great. It was so deep and raw that I turned my face away from it and instead focused my eyes on my mother. And her pain. I barely cried. I did gasp and bend and wrap my arms about myself. The pains of it was physical. An ache the I couldn't rub out. I remember calmly discussing things with my mom. This is the way we both are. No time for anything else. Lets focus on what needs to be done....and do it. Let's figure out the steps that need to be taken...and take them. I held on tight to my moms voice. Forcing calmness inside my own. I figured that if I was calm then she would be as well. I'm almost sure that she was focusing on the very same thing. I insisted on calling the family. I needed to spare her the grief of others. The tears and the sobs that bound over the line and enter into your heart becoming your own. Compounding it. Thickening it. I needed to do this for her. Three phone calls later found me on the floor of my ba

Spiritual
Sam You Believe in the Pendulum!!Using a pendulum is a form of 'kinesiology' . As with muscle testing, your own 'body spirit' or 'body angel' who is in charge of moving the subtle energy around your body, responds to your thoughts and words using that energy to move the pendulum and answer your questions. Your body spirit can answer questions directly in relation to the body, or be the intermediary for you to talk to your higher self and soul, your spirit guides, the souls of other people, the earth, animals, plants, minerals or elements. You believe in personal divination more than foretelling the future of others. To you, the use of personal mediation and understanding yourself is of high importance. You are a grounded person who tends to be calm and collected. You avoid drama and consult yourself before anyone else.

Spiral Staircase
I’m on a spiral staircase that no one else can see. It seems to reach my very soul. It’s part of me. Step one: The steps are rickety and worn. I feel the pain and turn around but I’m torn. Step two: Right now I am quite tired; I think I’ll stay in bed. The things I had to do today I’ll do another day instead. Step three: I feel the pain around me but will not let it in. As I start to turn and leave confusion rushes in. Step four: I’m quite content with feeling numb; it’s better than before. I sit and think of nothing much, it’s others that keep score. The world is spinning in full force and no one seems to care , That suddenly I’m overwhelmed and feeling scared. The tears began to fall today I can’t get them to stop. I should be happy in my home but somehow I’m not. I see the world around me and wish I could join in. But I can see the distance- only I feel the cold wind. The darkness has enveloped me. The pain has crawled inside of me. I hear somebody call my name

Spiritual Momentum
I had to work a funeral service today. This was the song the family picked out to play... I can honestly say working in a funeral home has been the best thing for me. Yes it's sad because these families have lost their loved ones. But for me, it's made me appreciate life that much more. I appreciate the little things more and want to do better by my family, friends and significant other. Makes me want to try harder, hold people longer, smile more, say nice things every chance I get. I see the bigger picture more clearly and I want to strive for it even more than ever before! This feeling is overwhelming. It's like I have this force under my feet pushing me up and keeping me from giving up. It's exhilerating and I want it to last for ever. I found my momentum and I can't wait to see the fruits of this harvest. -REL

Spirit Guides
Through the eyes of a wolf you will see all things even lies. Through the heart of a bear you will love all and hate nothin. Through the soul of an eagle you will learn how to be strong. Through all the spirits you will be taught how to be one with yourse

Spirit Of Spider
Role: ~The Weaver~ Lesson: Balance Element: Earth Wind: West ~The Quest Within~ Medicine: Illusion ~Keywords~ Communication Creativity Divine Inspiration Illusion Balance Nurturing Instinct Mystery Wisdom Magic "In the beginning, there was the dark purple light at the dawn of being. Spider Woman spun a line to form the east, west, north, and south. Breath entered man at the time of the yellow light. At the time of the red light, man proudly faced his creator. Spider Woman used the clay of the earth, red, yellow, white, and black, to create people. To each she attached a thread of her web which came from the doorway at the top of her head. This thread was the gift of creative wisdom. Three times she sent a great flood to destroy those who had forgotten the gift of her thread. Those who remembered floated to the new world and climbed to safety through the Sipapu Pole the womb

Spirit Of The Wolf
Role: ~The Teacher~ Medicine: Shapeshifting How long has human kind looked into the golden eyes of the Wolf and wondered what inner Knowledge ignites the fire that glows from the depths of those mysterious eyes? He walks quietly through the world, slipping like a shimmering mist through the forest of ancient trees, gathering Knowledge, attaining Wisdom forged in the fires of Experience so that he might return again to the Pack and Teach all that he has come to know. The Wolf cries her haunting song of Life`s Refrain, echoing across the planes of time and space. I honor you dear Sister, and embrace the lessons that you have come to teach. Whisper them now to me in my sleep. Shed your Wisdom and Amber Light, upon the dark corridors of my human mind, so that I too might reach that shore, the shores of Time Unbound. Where white sands glitter like crystals captured in the moon`s gentle rays, refracting rainbows that illuminate Souls Unchained

Spirit Of Hawk
Role: ~The Visionary~ Lesson: Discover Dormant Abilities Element: Fire/Air Wind: ~East~ Illumination & Peace~ Medicine: Channeling ~Keywords~ Awareness of the Big Picture Guardianship Truth Channeling Visionary Latent Power Messages from the Blue Road of Spirit Higher Calling Illumination Observation Latent Power When observing the Red Tailed Hawk, the most distinguishing characteristics and attributes of these splendid birds of prey, are their eyesight, sharp talons that adorn their feet, and their vibrant red tail feathers. These are the very characteristics that reflect the Latent Power of this member of the Hawk family. For purposes of examining the keyword of ~Latent Power,~ we begin with the Hawk`s sharp talons. In the wild, a Hawk`s talons are instruments of deadly precision. The talons will grasp their prey in a merciless grip while the beak rips and shreds in the quest fo

Spirit Of Black Panther
Role ~Prophet~ Lesson: Reclaiming Power Element: Fire/Water Wind: West ~The Quest Within~ Medicine: Shapeshifting Shadows dripping in silver light cast from an illusive moon, stir, then magically still, leaving doubts adrift in the mind of the observer . . . was there movement of shadow within shadow, or only the illusion of such, like breath caught on a summer breeze? Sister of Artemis, and Guardian of the Gateway between the Known and the Unknown, you prowl the Night, bearing witness to the blackness that exists before the dawning of morning Light. Blazing eyes pierce the veil of darkness of Forgotten Realms, to bring Consciousness to the Unconscious. To follow your sleek and silent form as it glides as a spectral mist through the night, is to face the deepest fears that prowl the jungles of the Human Mind. When we learn to move as you move, through those overgrown and tangled vines, we come to understand that eve

Spirit Guides
The use of spirit guides as a means to acquire aid and understand a larger reality has become common in recent years. In these dreams, sacred or supernatural knowledge comes from a stranger who seems to have mostly human attributes but also seems to possess some supernatural quality. To dream of such a guide often reflects a deeply felt need for mentoring, direction, and support that is not being given through conventional relationship. Or, such relationships may not exist in the dreamers life, hence the need for a spirit guide.

Spiritual Sex/ Tantra
A native of France who was born into an aristocratic family, Margot Anand first experienced tantra at the age of 18 while a student at the Sorbonne in Paris. After graduating with a degree in psychology, philosophy and art history, Margot spent the next seven years traveling the world in search of understanding the deeper meaning of her life. Finally on a meditation retreat in England, she had an experience of her own true nature that left her forever changed. Her new path took her to the ashram of Osho, known the world over as Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh. At his invitation, she began to teach tantra workshops and share her gift of knowledge with more than 20,000 students all over the world. Many books followed, including The Art of Sexual Magic; then her bestseller, The Art of Sexual Ecstasy; followed by her most recent book The Art of Everyday Ecstasy, many of which have been translated into foreign languages in 20 different countries. She has also been a gracious hostess for the State

Spiritual Decay
Spiritual Decay Melancholy is the rhythm of my Soul, Sorrow fills my life as wine fills your goblet, Pain may be my only constant companion, Darkness is where my Spirit resides, Depression is the great heights of my Life, Blood flows freely from all of my Life's wounds, Crimson tears are the ink of my Poetry, Cries into the night echo through my Being, Loss and Loneliness are the walls and bars of my personal Hell, Failure has been the theme of my Love Life, Forever alone in the middle of the masses, Forever unseen and unwanted for more than a guide, Always the One looking in from the outside in Envy. Mordechai

Spiritual Thirst
Mark 1 – The Baptism of Jesus 1The beginning of the gospel about Jesus Christ, the Son of God.[a] 2It is written in Isaiah the prophet: "I will send my messenger ahead of you, who will prepare your way"[b]— 3"a voice of one calling in the desert, 'Prepare the way for the Lord, make straight paths for him.' "[c] 4And so John came, baptizing in the desert region and preaching a baptism of repentance for the forgiveness of sins. 5The whole Judean countryside and all the people of Jerusalem went out to him. Confessing their sins, they were baptized by him in the Jordan River. 6John wore clothing made of camel's hair, with a leather belt around his waist, and he ate locusts and wild honey. 7And this was his message: "After me will come one more powerful than I, the thongs of whose sandals I am not worthy to stoop down and untie. 8I baptize you with[d] water, but he will baptize you with the Holy Spirit." 9At that time Jesus came from Nazareth in Galilee and

Spirit Of The Hidden Heart
Perched on top of the highest mountain My hearts flowing love like a fountain Whats the reason for this magic ? Dont tell me your sad because how can you find it tragic Spirit of the hidden heart, how do you reveal it Its not like a puppet on a string You have to let someone truly find it and discover Dont let someone hurt you and blow its cover The meaning of the spirit of the hidden heart The one who truly you will love with be the only one to blow its cover You cant give away its location Because when your true love finds it, such a beautiful sensation Spirit of the hidden heart, yeah keep the magic hidden Its the most precious thing that you can give to be taken Fly it to the highest peak Because the one who truly loves you will climb the highest They would swim the deepest sea if you dropped it down there Keep it hidden because its the greatest treasure Spirit of the hidden heart, keeps the true one only searching for you Because when when they have uncove

Spiritualism
All religions are precious pearls strung on the golden thread of divinity. -Samael Aun Weor If we as humans would only see that ALL religion is nothing more than our way as people to understand that which in beyond understanding, to comprehend that which is beyond comprehension, then there would truly be peace. True peace and wisdom comes from within. We must all peel away these layers of stuff blocking us from joining with the Divine.

Spirit Of The Hawk!!!
~ Spirit Of The Hawk ~ I have a friend, Hawk is her name... a blessed spirit that into my life came... The gentle nature of her abiding love, is such a great blessing from the Spirit above. A fast friend to all, she's an angel on earth... God had a vision of her life at birth. For many moons, she has blessed many lives... but her humble nature will forever abide. May life kiss you softly as you travel on, planting those seeds among others you've sown. Each time I see a hawk sitting still... I think of "my" Hawk, and it gives me a thrill. Into my spirit creeps warmth from above, I thank God every day for her friendship and love. Fly freely, my Hawk, fly high as you may... for up in those clouds I will meet you some day!

Spirits Of The Dead
Thy soul shall find itself alone 'Mid dark thoughts of the gray tomb-stone- Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of secrecy: Be silent in that solitude, Which is not loneliness-for then The spirits of the dead who stood In life before thee, are again In death around thee- and their will Shall overshadow thee: be still. The night- tho' clear shall frown- And the stars shall look not down, From their high thrones in the heaven, With light like Hope to mortals given- But their red orbs, without beam, To thy weariness shall seem As a burning and a fever Which would cling to thee for ever. Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish- Now are visions ne'er to vanish- From thy spirit shall they pass No more- like dew-drops from the grass. The breeze- the breath of God- is still- And the mist upon the hill Shadowy- shadowy- yet unbroken, Is a symbol and a token- How it hangs upon the trees, A mystery of mysteries!- ~Edgar Allan Poe

Spiritual Icons
Dreaming of spiritual or religious icons often reflects either power or unity. We want to feel united with the universe, and icons are a good way to symbolize that identification. Other times, you may dream of being in a situation where supernatural power is required to resolve the conflict. In this case, icons serve as the vehicle or symbol of that power. There are countless icon images available to all humans. The ones you find in your dreams will relate to your experience in life. (Some examples are: the crucifix, the full moon, the Star of David, Stonehenge, and the Buddha.) Are your experiences with icons tied to sacred or supernatural events that you prescribe to in waking life? Are the icons revered or disdained by others in your dream? How do you feel about it?

~ Spirit Whispers ~
~ Spirit Whispers ~ I am the beauty in all you see but at times burdened in misery I am the joy and sadness in your heart... the pride and courage that sets you apart With words often felt but left unsaid I am the silent tears you shed I am the echoes in your memory golden treasures held close to me... I am joy, laughter and smiles with the bright energy of a child I am in your every thought and bear scars from battles fought I guide you with strength and care I am the given love you share I am reflections of what is your best I am the peace that brings you rest I am the strength and dignity you hold I am the reflection of your soul Invisible like vapors of air... Yet I am always there Our destinies are locked together I will be with you forever You will always feel me near as a soft whisper, I am here... I am all you think, feel and see I am what you make me to be I guide you in all that you do I am the spirit within you You are ever near

~ Spirit Cleansed ~
~ Spirit Cleansed ~ It is out there in the forest It is where I find some rest On a lake where I may listen And life's answers, I am given Hear what the spirits have to say Words are spoken nature's way The wind as voices, softly speak To help you find all that you seek To shake the fears of loneliness With honesty earned, I am blessed Loved ones of the past tell you true All the love, that comes to you The breeze yet fills with voices clear Showing things which you hold dear To help the soul sort out the bad Putting away what made you sad Then you return with spirit cleansed As all good things, come to an end Nature is where you find a peace Listen to great ancestors speak Gary Salter © 2005 hippie_47_52@yahoo.com

The Spirit Of Thehowling Wolves Castle
animewolfboy.jpg picture by SatanxLovesxUs They met in the meadow and they spent some time getting to know eachother near the lake and then they decided that they wanted to go for a swim in the lake so they went and swam and he pushed her in from behind and then they spent the night in a cave near the lake and he stayed up all night protecting her from the cold and stuff cause he was curesed and he could not eat, sleep or feel anything too so in the morning he told her that and that same da ythey were laying in the meadow near the lake and she layed on him and he winced at her doing so and he told her that he had got a deep gash in his side from a previous battle from befor they met and she wanted him to go get it checked out at the clinic and he said he would but just for her. So they went and signed in but the nurse told them that it would be about an hour befor they could get seen by the docter so they ecided to go for a walk to make the hour go by faster and they are now sitting o

The Spirit Of Giving...
Why accumulate when there is so much joy in giving? –Shaker expression One facet of being rich is to be able to give gifts. No matter how much we store up material possessions, if we are unable to give, we are poor. This is the traditional season of giving. But what are the gifts that do not require a hoarding of possessions, that do not require the exploitation of others? The answer is things that cost little but are pleasing to both giver and receiver: A poem or a piece of music that we feel will bring pleasure; a shared meal, or a recipe; knowledge of a lovely spring, or a way to make shoes that are simple, beautiful, and comfortable; a gift of time, for helping plant an apple tree, dig a foundation, or care for a child. The finest gifts depend on thoughtfulness, sensitivity, knowledge, and caring–not on the material wealth of the giver. Is there a finer gift than receiving a lovely person as a neighbor or friend? What are your treasures? What are your jewels? Wh

Spirituality
All through nursing school, we were taught as nurses that we have to accept everyone, from every culture, every socioeconomic background, every life stage, and every religion...you get the point, all human beings deserve to be cared for, physically, mentally, spiritually, and emotionally. That being said, most nurses are Christian, Baptist, Church of Christ, etc.... I run into problems, because I am not Christian. Nurses believe that behind closed doors with other nurses, it is ok to talk about other's beliefs. Should I keep on smiling and nodding, or should I say something? Yesterday's comment really blew me away. The nurse said she doesn't like it and doesn't feel very comfortable with a patient telling her "I'm Wiccan, I'm a Witch, and I'm the devil." I wanted to say something right then. People still believe that Pagans, and or Wiccans worship the devil? I suppose I could have mummed this, but it's very heart felt and kind of a tender subject to me right now.

Spirit Walker
One more Spirit Walking Wide Watching over our Backsides She left the Earth with youth embraced Never to return without a trace. Essence of her pure existance Dances in the souls of all deffenses Leaving behind a powerful legacy Cornered in the shadows of our own imagery. I sent this to the guest book for her..anyoneelse can send their love here http://www.legacy.com/ncnewsonline/GB/GuestBookSaveEntry.aspx?PersonId=117950047 (I am not done writing this, but I am inspired by the loss of a beautiful person whom I never knew in person but had the greatest experience of knowing who she was) Please help me finish, if you can give me anything to get more inspiration leave me a meassage. R.I.P. K.I.C

Spirits Of The Dead
Spirits of the Dead Thy soul shall find itself alone 'Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of secrecy. Be silent in that solitude Which is not loneliness--for then The spirits of the dead who stood In life before thee are again In death around thee--and their will Shall overshadow thee: be still. The night--tho' clear--shall frown-- And the stars shall not look down From their high thrones in the Heaven, With light like Hope to mortals given-- But their red orbs, without beam, To thy weariness shall seem As a burning and a fever Which would cling to thee forever. Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish-- Now are visions ne'er to vanish-- From thy spirit shall they pass No more--like dew-drops from the grass. The breeze--the breath of God--is still-- And the mist upon the hill Shadowy--shadowy--yet unbroken, Is a symbol and a token-- How it hangs upo

Spiritual Misfit
Just take it day by day, Don’t condemn yourself if you sway, If you fall, get up, dust off and say, In true repentance, God please forgive me for all my sins I committed today, Get down on your knees and pray, To the only one who paved the way, For you and me to be saved, Don’t take advantage of the price that was paid, If you have gone astray, He’s waiting with open arms for the day, That you will decide to come back home, Mercy, forgiveness and love await you at the throne, In God’s kingdom is where you belong, So take courage and be strong, The kingdom of God suffereth violence and the violent take it by force, So take back what’s yours, Jesus Christ was beat down, Wore thorns as a crown, Flesh tore up, humiliated and blood shed, Crucified and pronounced dead, Then rose again, All for you and me, So we could reign with Him for all eternity, Open up your heart and let Him in, His blood will cleanse you of all your sins, Salvation is today not tomorrow, Life

Spiritual Change
After much soul searching and divination with my ancestors, I realized tonight that Wicca is not my destined path. I am tonight passing from Wicca to Traditional Witch. Gone is the pantheon of deities leaving the true vastness of Nature as my life source and power. Gone is the Rede and the three-fold law, replaced by the balance of positive and negative energies and the wisdom to choose. I enter a deeper relationship with the spirits and into knowledge not in any books. I give back my Wiccan name to the Wiccan Gods. Tonight I become Grimalkin Ahti.

Spirit Possession
spirit possession in the visions of sleeping unwind her presence permeates my mind embracing the chaos of thought stoking the burning passions caught enchanted by recurring vivid dreams past the point of reason it seems causing opiate addiction boundless incurable affliction born of sweet soft words deftly spoken joined connections more than token branded within each others hearts make panicked sorrows when we're apart chained by us to our very desires glowing from passionate fires lightly grasping our inner peace providing pleasures of sweet release entwined spirits wrestle for contact secreted songs shared in a pact come what may lovers always love to share these gifts from God above

Spiritual Number?
Your Spiritual Number is Two You bring kindness and harmony into other people's lives. Whenever a situation or idea seems extreme, you try to lend some balance. Right now, your life is about benefiting from choices you've made in your past. You have done your best to be a good person, and it is starting to pay off. You are an idealist with interesting ideas. You can't help but see all of the beauty in the world. But you are also aware of the world and its limitations. You have realistic expectations. What's Your Spiritual Number?

The Spirit And Slubdog Millionaire
Spirit and Slumdog Millionaire This weekend I saw two movies. But before I get to the reviews of them, I think it is important to note that some people go out and shop and some people go out to eat or go out to movies on Holidays and give a little bit of thanks to the people who work those days. Yes maybe at some places you get perium holiday pay. Yes some people don't have family in town or don't have a family so they like to work those days. But I'm guessing most of the time those people who have to work the day of and or the day after the Holiday often would rather be at home, so for those of us who have jobs where we don't have to work lets be thankful for those who are working. Ok now onto the two reviews (assuming anyone even reads this). The Movie i went to see was "The Spirit" it is based off a Frank Miller graphic novel I have never read. I will admit I'm no reveiwer because I find it tough to tell about how I like a movie with out giving stuff away. So I'm going

Spirituality
Okay so I seen this content in someone elses blog and wanted to post it.. Im very interested in this kind of stuff .. So if your not please dont read.. Ahimsa (Devanagari: अहिंसा; IAST ahiṃs¨¡) is a Sanskrit term meaning non-violence (literally: the avoidance of violence - himsa). It is an important tenet of the religions that originated in ancient India (Hinduism, Buddhism and especially Jainism). Ahimsa is a rule of conduct that bars the killing or injuring of living beings. It is closely connected with the notion that all kinds of violence entail negative karmic consequences. The extent to which the principle of non-violence can or should be applied to different life forms is controversial between various authorities, movements and currents within the three religions and has been a matter of debate for thousands of years. Though the origins of the concept of ahimsa are unknown, the earliest references to ahimsa are found in the texts

Spirit Is Out Doing What Spirits Do
With all the NIGHTMARES that CHASE,HAUNT,TAUNT,TERRORIZE,my sleep, leaves me to waking with a deeep nausea,literally sick,puking,unable to find SAFETY....A STABLE SENSE OF SAFETY!!!!! and so felt it best to let SPIRIT go run, hopefully able to keep ahead of the demons that are out for what???......we dont know, dont want to find out,....so we wont be round... SPIRIT went one way, I....EASTBOLT..am going the other, will be back when its SAFE..... SPIRIT is out runnin' round with Best Friend...BRANDY.....I will just be blending in, trying to stay alive until the day comes when i FEEL and KNOW that it is SAFE, STABLE, and FREE FROM the NIGHTMARES and the DEMONS,that seem determined to get us!!!!! I pray to the GREAT SPIRIT to keep Spirit and myself, and the few who seem to also be in the path of them , SAFE and UNBROKEN!!!!!....we may get lil damaged, but as long as WE ARE NOT BROKEN than there is still a chance, and THERE IS STILL HOPE!!!! MAYBE I'M JUST A CRAZY BITCH, MAYBE T

Spiraling Into The Moist Mist Of Madness
Love is a slow decay. It is more essential to a hopeless romantic than the air that they breathe. A perpetual Juliet, ever seeking an attainable ecstacy in the depth of her Romeos’ hold; this is me. I feel myself freefalling towards a hurt my heart can’t fathom and inside I ache for arms outstretched to catch me. Are you still there? I look through the fog in my clouded mind, eyes searching for a glimpse of my hero. To coddle me, protect me for this meddlesome madness and unavoidable saddess that consumes a heart that is easily broken and that has been shattered and shred so many times before. Validation, vindication : life-blood to my soul. Whisper to me in a crowded room that you will love me evermore and that your only desire is me. Never hurt me, never leave me with wonder. You alone easily can fill the void, the emptiness – or in gross neglect make this sea of tears rise into a tsunami. I am needy; but was it naught you who vowed to fulfill my needs? Could you not easily utter th

Spiritwolf
spiritwolf There are 10 letters in your name. Those 10 letters total to 57 There are 3 vowels and 7 consonants in your name. Your number is: 3 The characteristics of #3 are: Expression, verbalization, socialization, the arts, the joy of living. The expression or destiny for #3: An Expression of 3 produces a quest for destiny with words along a variety of lines that may include writing, speaking, singing, acting or teaching; our entertainers, writers, litigators, teachers, salesmen, and composers. You also have the destiny to sell yourself or sell just about any product that comes along. You are imaginative in your presentation, and you may have creative talents in the arts, although these are more likely to be latent. You are an optimistic person that seems ever enthusiastic about life and living. You are friendly, loving and social, and people like you because you are charming and such a good conversationalist. Your ability to communicate may often inspire others. It is y

Spiritual Basketball Poem
This is to indicate some more information about how my mind works. The poem below was written by the following process. First I constructed a list of seven defensive tactics in basketball. This was done several weeks ago at the Neighborhood Youth Night of my church. (I've constructed 3 other lists related to basketball, but that's another story.). Then in the last 2 weeks I constructed a list of seven spiritual analogies of these things. On 8/3/96 or thereabouts I wrote the original poem with 7 verses, one for each of the 7 points, with the I st line indicating the item from my material existence list and 5 lines indicating the explanation of the spiritual analogy. Then I noticed that an item in my journal just before that, which was on 2 Cor 8:7, would be a good summary for each verse. Therefore, I added 2 lines to each verse (making it 8 lines per verse) and added an additional summary verse (number 8) to round it out. Excellent Defensive Tactics in Spiritual Basketball (

Spiritual
Thought I would share some books of interest... Book of Dreams...Brian Innes Healing Crystals... Cassandra Eason The Elemental Encyclopedia of 5000 Spells... Judika Illes The Encyclopedia of Witches & Witchcraft... Rosemary Ellen Guiley The Power of Birthdays,Stars, & Numbers... Saffi Crawford & Geraldine Sullivan The Ultimate Book of Shadows for the New Generation Solitary Witch.... Silver RavenWolf Angel Signs... Albert Haldane & Simha Seraya Chinese Numerology... Richard Webster Moon Magic... Lori Reid Feng Shui Astrology... Simon Brown Our Dreaming Mind... Robert L. Van De Castle Ph. D. Earth Medicine... Kenneth Meadows Awakening Intuition... Mona Lisa Schultz The Witch Book The Encyclopedia of Witchcraft, Wicca and Neo-Pag

Spiritual Training. 2 Peter 1: 3-9
3His divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness. 4Through these he has given us his very great and precious promises, so that through them you may participate in the divine nature and escape the corruption in the world caused by evil desires. 5For this very reason, make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness, knowledge; 6and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance; and to perseverance, godliness; 7and to godliness, brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness, love. 8For if you possess these qualities in increasing measure, they will keep you from being ineffective and unproductive in your knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ. 9But if anyone does not have them, he is nearsighted and blind, and has forgotten that he has been cleansed from his past sins.

Spirit
My heart was strong and full of the most powerful love I found someone to give the love and he abused it then kept it. Why leave it with me so I can continue to love and give? that would be a good thing, something a man would do for a women he loves. U wonder why I look around for something else something to bring me to life, something to make me smile to give me back the spirit and soul I had. If that can happen. What or who can bring a soul back to life that’s been drained or who would want to take the time…………. Will I wonder the world without spirit? Without love? Without the very thing that has defined me as a person? I give u back ur heart ur soul ur love I don’t want it.

Spiritualizing The Planet
Ascension We are one with the cosmos whether we realize it or not. Realizing it, though, quickens our spiritual energy and allows us access to higher realms. In those higher realms lies the awareness that we are more than just finite physical beings living one life in one place at one point in time. Connecting with this awareness is to awaken to the truth and take a step forward, and upward, on our soul’s journey. This upward movement is known as ascension because the more we remember who we are and embody that truth, the higher our energy vibrates; we ascend up the scale from the gross physical plane to the subtle spiritual plane. As we ascend, we gain consciousness of the more subtle aspects of our being, with the ultimate outcome being a complete identification with the light body, an experience of unification with the cosmos. As you look around you, you will see that many people are not even interested in these ideas. Others are open and paying attention. Still others ha

Spirit Of A Phoenix -- (hope You Enjoy This One)
For what seems so long ago, I was a little girl a princess of nature, who dreamt the impossible. Raced many sunsets on invisible horses and spoke to fairies, where we often would meet between the dripping ferns and the night crawlers. ~ A life of paradise ~ Before they were prepared, I became a lady of all trades; challenging every challenge, I embraced that uninspiring realm of the "grown ups." Treasures, I securely left behind; uncertain when the opportunity would arise for recovery. This horizon I now knew to be home; quickly became a place of uncertainty. Forcefully, I chose to break the one stallion in life and solemnly became a wife, attempting to paint her own canvas in life. Many tries later, I realized the paint was inferior. Cooperation and commands failed. It refused to blend in. To the naked eye, the canvas appeared beautifully maintained. Oh, how this horizon became my silent prison... Breaking free took a terrible toll on me, nearly all my feathers, espec

The Spirit Of God And The Epic Nature
“Then wrought Bezaleel and Aholiab, and every wisehearted man, in whom the LORD put wisdom and understanding to know how to work all manner of work for the service of the sanctuary, according to all that the LORD had commanded.” With the opening of the thirty-sixth chapter of Exodus, the student becomes the teacher, as we see the men the LORD called by name in chapter thirty-five, verse thirty and first referred to by name in chapter thirty-one, verses one and six when Moses was on mount Sinai in God’s presence. Why did it take so long for Bezaleel, Aholiab, and the wisehearted to get their commission and get to work? There is that little episode with the molten calf from chapter thirty-two and Moses’ breaking of the tables when he saw it, both episodes that were a slap in the LORD’s face. Be thankful that He is the LORD of second and many other ordinal number chances! We see verses two through six describe a problem I suspect most churches would like

Spirit Guides
Spirit Guides The use of spirit guides as a means to acquire aid and understand a larger reality has become common in recent years. In these dreams, sacred or supernatural knowledge comes from a stranger who seems to have mostly human attributes but also seems to possess some supernatural quality.To dream of such a guide often reflects a deeply felt need for mentoring, direction, and support that is not being given through conventional relationship. Or, such relationships may not exist in the dreamers life, hence the need for a spirit guide

Spiritwolve
Hey everybody! SpiritWolve is only 60899 from leveling and requested help....Lets see what we can do as a family and try to help out with leveling him...... ~Spiritwolve~"No Hard Feelings"~OWNER The Wolves Den~@ fubar

Spirits Of The Dead
Thy soul shall find itself alone 'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone; Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of secrecy. Be silent in that solitude, Which is not loneliness- for then The spirits of the dead, who stood In life before thee, are again In death around thee, and their will Shall overshadow thee; be still. The night, though clear, shall frown, And the stars shall not look down From their high thrones in the Heaven With light like hope to mortals given, But their red orbs, without beam, To thy weariness shall seem As a burning and a fever Which would cling to thee for ever. Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish, Now are visions ne'er to vanish; From thy spirit shall they pass No more, like dew-drop from the grass. The breeze, the breath of God, is still, And the mist upon the hill Shadowy, shadowy, yet unbroken, Is a symbol and a t

Spirit Of Unforgiveness
A spirit of forgiveness goes beyond a temporary unwillingness to forgive, the period between the time a person gets hurt and the time he forgives the one who hurt him. A spirit of unforgiveness developes when the one hurt chooses to remain in that unforgiving state. People who develope this nasty spirit often say, "I just don't think i could ever forgive that." They make the statement when they feel they have been treated in such an unjust, unfair, harmful way that they simply can't let go of the pain. We are all going to be hurt. Everyone of us has been hurt, are hurting now, or are going to be hurt by somebody. The only way we can insulate ourselves against being hurt is to completely remove ourselves from the possibility of love. To risk love is to risk hurt. Hurt is unavoidable, but we can deal with hurt. No pain is too deep or too widespread to lie beyond the power of God's forgiveness, working in and through us.

Spirit
Do you count yourself as spirit Walking amoung the Dreams of Other RealmsKnowing the Universe beyond Common Senses Do you Reach Out to Touch at InfinityAnd Undertake an Account of Eternity To See beyond the Stars and the InfinitesimalEven in our Smallness, We are Grand We open our Hearts and find UnityLeaving our Essence in Grace And our Thoughts in Awe

Spirit Of Loss
Wandering the streets, no one sees him. No one seen him in life either. He was just as intangible then as he is now. He drifts past people living their lives, working, playing, laughing loving. His funeral was just as empty as his life as well. Nobody came to see him off. Nobody cried for him when he killed himself. A few people on the internet might have noticed he stopped logging in. But none cared enough to look in on him. if not for his landlord noticing the smell from his little shabby one room apartment he might have gone unnoticed for another week or 2. So now he drifts past them and weeps for the life he never had.He dreams of a happiness he never found. He makes his way across the city to a girls place he knew from the internet. He drifts through the door and up the stairs. She is sitting at her computer, writing in her blog, she is so beautiful, yet he could not tell her so in life. He reaches out to touch her face, and his hand passes through, hanging he head he starts to tu

Spiritual Questions And Answers
Q: I SEEMED TO HAVE LOST ALL MY EMOTIONS. NO MORE PAIN, NO MORE HURT, NO MORE HAPPINESS, NO MORE LOVE. I GAVE HER ALL THAT WAS LEFT OF ME. - Alone Again A: A person cannot give from an empty cup. When you give and give and give to others, but yet have none for yourself, you become hollow and lifeless. You must fill your own cup with happiness, love, acceptance and compassion, and only give from the overflow. One must first be selfish, before one can live a life of servitude.

Spirit Day
It’s been decided. On October 20th, 2010, we will wear purple in honor of the 7 gay boys who committed suicide in recent weeks/months mostly due to homophobic abuse in their homes at at their schools. Purple represents Spirit on the LGBTQ flag and that’s exactly what we’d like all of you to have with you: spirit. Please know that times will get better and that you will meet people who will love you and respect you for who you are, no matter your sexuality. Please wear purple on October 20th. Tell your friends, family, co-workers, neighbors and schools. RIP Tyler Clementi, Asher Brown, Seth Walsh, Justin Aaberg, Raymond Chase, Billy Lucas and Cody J. Barker (picture not shown). You are loved.

Spirit To Spirit Unified
I was at the Hospital yesterday and received a very expensive gift, not in monetary value but rather in the value of coexistence. While waiting for transport I stood by the front window and noticed a man dressed shabby but clean, walking toward the front with a large Golden Retriever on his left. Dog-Hospital-state law***It was a seeing eye dog, a guide dog. As they came down the ramp I saw the man's lips move, I was in=he was out, didn't hear words but the dog veered to the right and headed for the doors which opened electronically. The dog stopped and waited for door motion to cease and then proceeded to lead the man to the 2nd set of doors with the same reaction there. They stepped inside and on to the carpeted floor and once inside the dog stepped in front of the man to stop him and when he did the dog looked left, then right, then up and only then did he start to move again. When the floor turned from carpet to tile the dog stopped and he noticed a janitor with a mop touching up s

The Spirit Of A Thank You
I couldn't think of what to do. My friends at work had been there for me through my time of upheaval and I wanted to show them how much it meant to me. Being very short on funds, I didn't want to just get cheap little gifts. I wanted something more meaningful. So I bought Thank you Cards, not the pre printed one either. You won't believe how liberating it is to sit and think about what one has done for you and try to truly convey your gratitude in the written word. Yes written, not typed but written. I wrote out only 7 or 8 cards to my friends, but the reaction I got was more then I expected. I was thanked and hugged for taking the time to make them feel special. They were thanking me for acknowledging their good friendship. Who would have thunk that? recognizing even the little things can be a present in itself. Happy Holidays to All and Best Wishes for the New Year

Spirit Of Loss
Wandering the streets, no one sees him. No one seen him in life either. He was just as intangible then as he is now. He drifts past people living their lives, working, playing, laughing loving. His funeral was just as empty as his life as well. Nobody came to see him off. Nobody cried for him when he killed himself. A few people on the internet might have noticed he stopped logging in. But none cared enough to look in on him. If not for his landlord noticing the smell from his little shabby one room apartment he might have gone unnoticed for another week or 2. So now he drifts past them and weeps for the life he never had. He dreams of a happiness he never found. He makes his way across the city to a girls place he knew from the internet. He drifts through the door and up the stairs. She is sitting at her computer, writing in her blog, she is so beautiful, yet he could not tell her so in life. He reaches out to touch her face, and his hand passes through, hanging his head he starts to

Spirit Day
It’s been decided. On October 20th, we will wear purple in honor of LGBTQ teens who commit suicide due to homophobic abuse in their homes at at their schools. Purple represents Spirit on the LGBTQ flag and that’s exactly what we’d like all of you to have with you: spirit. Please know that times will get better and that you will meet people who will love you and respect you for who you are, no matter your sexuality. Please wear purple on October 20th. Tell your friends, family, co-workers, neighbors and schools. 1 out of every 10 people are born gay. That means 1 of every 10 people are instantly put down, given bad labels, left alone, put in a minority and so much more, all for something they didn't ask for. Gay teens are turning to suicide as a way of escaping. If you want to tell them that life will get better, & you respect them for who they are, copy & paste this. Most of you won't, but let's see those of you who will.

The Spiral.
I keep putting on this face that I am happy, that I am content even though I burst out in anger sometimes. I put on this face so no one worries, so no one asks questions or even talks to me about it but I am spiraling down, down this deep dark hole , a hole that no matter how much I scratch and scream out for help no one ever hears me, a hole that is depression and all I ever think about is ways to end the darkness, the lonliness the feeling that I want more than anything to just put a blade through my heart, to swallow more pills than any one person could ever handle, to end it all before anyone can stop me but I am a coward, a pussy, anything else you can think of. I want to die but don't have the balls to do it nor talk about it so I keep all these feelings bottled up and no matter how bad I want to scream them out it is impossible for me because I was taught to always act like nothing is ever wrong so I will forever be dying inside while no one on the outside will ever know that in

Spirulina, Blue-green Algae
Probably the most widely used algae included in our dishes are certainly Spirulina. The advantages ofthis bluish-green algae are numerous and its particular nutritive values are very excellent. It's got five times extra necessary protein than meat though it is a very different kind of necessary protein, and it is rich in vitamins and minerals. We are able to obtain spirulina in a number of forms, from capsules to powdered ingredient. Spirulina is especially great for young children that don’t like having vegetables and fruit and consequently their diet plan is rather inadequate. Spirulina may boost the dietary plan of pregnant women, athletes, and vegans. On the contrary individuals who are allergic to sea food or are afflicted by hyperthyroidism should never start using spirulina.With regards to the negative effects of spirulina, right now there aren’t just about any reported complications in healthy and balanced consumers no matter what amount of spirulina is applied. Com

The Spirit Rises
I've been told I'll never succeed, Told I'll never get what I need I've been knocked down at every turn. My heart,souul,mind have been burned. I remember long ago this isn't how things were. I once had the strength to take it all and deter. I must regain thid strength,try very hard. Keep thinking about all the things I have barred. I must work hard to repair and block the burn. This lesson will be hardest to leaarn. Little by little I'll regain my way. I'll be stronger,canfight the horror away. My Scorpio spirit will gain and renew. To my spirit I must remain true. So my heart mind and soul will rise again I'll continue to fight for better till the end.

Spiritual Satanism
Spiritual Satanism, like Traditional Satanism, differs from LaVeyan Satanism. We are aware of the existence of satan/Lucifer as an actual being. We are not atheists! In spite of major discreoancies, the church of satan, founded in 1966, by Anton Szandor LaVay, presently takes an atheistic stance as far as external deities are concerned, and views Satan as only an archetype. Unlike most religions,Spiritual Satanism encourages one question everything, Being ones personal best and exceeding limitations are essence of Spiritual Satanism and this begins with using ones brains to their maximum potential. Spiritual Satanism does not in any way conflict with science. We strongly encourage and support all scientific knowledge and enquiry. We are well aware humanity is dangerously behind in scientific knowledge and understanding due to centuries of oppression by Christianity. We believe that all spiritual and paranormal phenomena can be scientifically explained in a rational manner; scientific k

The Spirits That Dwell Within.....
Online Photo Editor Dolphin Spirit people: Dolphin totem animal people are kind, loving and generous. They are innately caring people and will risk their lives to save their loved ones. Dolphins are almost always happy and playful beings. They have learned the value of touch as a means of support and healing. Their open and unabashed sexuality is as natural to them as breath. The Dolphin teaches us to be curious, inquisitive, and to enjoy life while we have it. This animal who communicates in high-pitched squeaks and sounds, reminds us to pay close attention to the tone of voice. Tone can communicate just as much, if not more, than words. Dolphin teaches harmony of mind, body and spirit and to have a balanced emotional and mental self. These people are open to living in more than one environment and have mastered harmony within duality by being of both water and air. Hawk Spirit people: One of the greatest gifts a Hawk totem person can give the world is their vis

Spirit
Oh Great Spirit Hear my words For to you I offer My heart and soul You made me What I am And I am Indian America's Prisoners of War. I pray for my people of the past Whose blood covers this our Mother Earth I pray now as an Indian Blood of my Ancestors. Great Spirit Grandfather, Look down upon Your people, For we are humble Before you. We seek your guidance, So that we your people May walk forever In a proud manner Before you. Great Spirit Grandfather, You gave your people The breath of life, So that we may live With dignity and pride, To always know And understand That life was meant for us Your most humble Traditional people, And all that Was Created And given The breath of life. Great Spirit Grandfather, Let my heart Soul and mind Be always strong with Wisdom, knowledge And Understanding. Great Spirit Grandfather Hear my words For wisdom So that I may open My eyes and See all that Is good around me. Great Spirit Grandfather Hear my words For wisdom So that I may open my ears And hea

Spirit Freedom
Spirit Freedom Free your mind to help unwind the grip they've held so long...Those fibers of prey won't just wear away, your spirit must remain strong.Remember back when's and all emotion ends, to help light your way in the dark...To see the unknown and know what has grown, inside you, your amazing luminous spark.This feeling somewhow surrounds me now, as if it's been here all along...Emotions now know, as I'm letting things go, my spirit is singing my song. Me

Spirit Of Cricket Debate
There has been a huge amount of fuss about the actions of one cricketer playing in an international competitive match and opting not to admit he had hit a ball before it was caught by an opposing player. The umpire in charge had decided he had not hit the ball and the opposing team had run out of review allocation so could not ask the video umpire to review the decision. There has become a huge fuss, all from commentators I hasten to add, that this breaks the spirit of cricket. Now lets put this into context - the two opposing teams are one of the fiercest rivalries in cricket, England and Australia. The match is the first test of the Ashes series, a contest which has been fought strongly by both teams since 1882. Now also within this same game, the video umpire gave a decision in favour of Australia against another English batsman, Jonathon Trott, despite the required technology being available to him. The rules of such referrals deem if you cannot make a conclusive decision the

Spit
COWARD!! spit i think i'll spit For all those girls, who speak contradiction The guy who crept through the shadows everyday to clutch his own conclusion Watch all the blood, as it drips from your veins you coward Godspeed, may your death come quickly i think i'll take this hate and , SPIT, SPIT, SPIT Now as it's passed onto the next one I feel a bloodrush come right over me You know you will never be right in the eyes of the ones who know You trusted the devil and she will betray you Low Why do i get shit all the time from you men You are swine You think dick is the answer But its not

Spite
Many days I've wanted to die Kiss my ass and say goodbye Make this world a little bigger Bend my head and pull the trigger The dark so deep swallowing me Nothing helping me to be free But then I think of those I know And what to them I would show It is my spite that keeps me here They knowing I will always be near Within me there is strength untold All I need do's grab hold And in my deepest darkest hour My self-hating thoughts turn sour I grab onto my closest friend Who is myself in the end For time is we have in life Even with the abundant strife To know ones self to know it true Is the only thing that will get us through And so to all I say again Love the person you are within ©Dark

Spittin
i told you so's they don't mean nothing when a hearts been torn in two sometimes we need a shoulder to lean on to pull us through and if you think you've got it goin and every things so great all it takes is a dose of life in a wicked twist of fate back to the rock you crawled out from under back to your wicked ways the poison you're spittin wont get to me and ill see better days one is a lesson twice a confession and the third time is a charm pray for salvation receiving damnation from someone who means us harm

Spit Or Swallow?
A woman who ripped off her ex-boyfriend's testicle with her bare hands has been sent to prison. Amanda Monti, 24, flew into a rage when Geoffrey Jones, 37, rejected her advances at the end of a house party, Liverpool Crown Court heard. She pulled off his left testicle and tried to swallow it, before spitting it out. A friend handed it back to Mr Jones saying: "That's yours." Monti admitted wounding and was jailed for two-and-a-half years. 'Pulled hard' Sentencing Monti, Judge Charles James said it was "a very serious injury" and that Monti was not acting in self defence. The court heard that Mr Jones had ended his long-term but "open relationship" with Monti towards the end of May last year. The pair remained on good terms and on 30 May she picked him up from a party in Crosby and went back for drinks with friends at Mr Jones's house. An argument ensued and Mr Jones said there was a struggle between them. In his statement, Mr Jones said she grabbed his genita

Spit It Out
One day a teacher had a taste test with her students. She picked a little boy to do the first test. She blindfolded him, put a Hershey kiss in his mouth and asked, "Do you know what it is?" "No, I don't," said the little boy. "Okay, I'll give you a clue. It's the thing your daddy wants from your Mom before he goes to work." Suddenly, a little girl at the back of the room yelled, "Spit it out! It's a piece of Ass..."

Spit Or Swollow??????
I dont get it? Whats the big issue.....is there something im missing here?......is it a "Lady" , "Slut" thing , taste...what? just wanting some insight from the ladies on how to me a good man....and where you fall?

Spitting Metal
Spitting metal, screaming, spewing blood into the eyes of the world. Gnashing teeth my anger builds 'till an onslaught of hate is unfurled. Anguish, tormented by memories; my nightmares arise from my past. Nemesis, my enemies know revenge rises then strikes fast.This is not who I am but who I am forced to be.No one seems to understand the hate I hold is for me.If I find a weakness I must destroy it then start again. The pain I hold inside of me makes me stronger in the end.

Spit It Out
i will say this once and for all... if you have something to say about me... say it TO ME. if you wanna accuss me of something, back it up with truth... until then, keep it moving. feel free to comment and/or vent here.

Spitting
I am an outlaw immortalI don't need a portalTake you to the top I won't stopFeeling this hip hopA new kind of popApproaching the next stageThey released me from my cageI was behind bars but now I reach the starsCapitol K.-Y to the N-A that's how I playTo God I always pray these words that I conveySending out a message to my peepsI'am playing this tune for keepsReminiscing about those I've lostIt's a shame and at what costThey passed away back in the dayNone of us are here to stayDon't try and preach the wayI'm on the next level I'am groundedA higher power yeah I've found itIntroduce me to a hottie yeah i'll pound itTake me how you want cause I don't care how I soundedOut loud I'm proud. Busting up the crowd. Just the way i vowed.Chilling like a villan, get yourself some penicillan, if your willingHardcore Before I'll show you whats in storeMaking you want more, Ive always been poorNever was a whore, Battled in the warA soldier barracading my doorAfter an invasion I end up sore Queen

Spitting Out Thoughts.....
(revision of an earlier post) Time of renewal. Seeing the world for what it really is can be such a burden but a beautiful blessing at the same time. Is it a curse or a virtue? Maybe both. No more tears to shed. No more time wasted. Just me, myself and I. What bliss. Closeness lies not in flesh but in the mind. In the end that is all that matters. Blindness turns to clarity. Sweet revelation. Don't let the hand you hold be the one that holds you down. I would rather be dead then be what I'm not. Take words for what they are. Words. The eyes say all that needs to be said. Logic fights what the heart wants. What is logic anyway? Live to feel. Never deny what wakes you up at night turning your stomach. It eats at you like cancer. Easy to mask. Impossible to get rid of. All the denial in the world won't protect you. No false hopes here. Just knowledge. Knowledge of human nature. The way I am. The way we all are. People=Shit. Aint that the truth? We are all fucked in one way. I know my

Spite
A head in my lapan ache in my neckmy thoughts on dried blooddiminishing with each unchecked dayI'd like to say its getting better.Rubbing the vacant spot you leftall the pieces retrievedreattachedthe story absorbed in the pourous dirtthe stiff pain eased with another shotThe mighty beneath the heel of Godtwisted and pulverizedI'll escape one day.One day I will grasp minute promiseEureka, muse, blissYears of upward swimthe nailbeds raw from clawingand I will crumble these gifts in my palmI will spit from those lofty heights.My last breath a hoarse chuckle, wet and stalled.

Spitfire
She shines more than gold,Her eyes sparkle more than the stars.When it comes to beauty,She has set the bar.Her smile so hypnotizing,Sends my thoughts in a craze.A kiss from those lips,I would be lost,my own heart stunned,dazed.Her beauty holds me spellbound, Desiring her more each look.I cannot resist her beauty,And her smile was all it took.

Spitting
spitting in my face,this rock bottom unforgivingly starts to swallow my body whole.Freedom is may only be a rumor they made up ages agojust to give us hope.But I'll push this brick wall forever,just to prove to you pity is not an optionand I'll take whatever I am deserving for,because sometimes it's a matter of self control.this is my home as well as yours,you made this clear and I'm ready to be more than they all bargained forso shackle my ankles, lay misery in front of me,i am not weak.

Spizy Or Not
Hi u`r all. I just want 2 ask people how they prefere their food. U see, i`m from Denmark, and in our normaly Danish food, it`s not so spicy, only: Salt, Pepper, Carry and Paprica. And i can`t eat stuff, which are 2 spicy, then my toungh is burning up. But now, when we got all those people from other parts of the world and they use it as candy, i can`t get it down. Feel like an stranger, but i know that the most common in hot contries are using it a lot, so how do u prefere, u`r food. A: Spicy B: NO thanks

1 Sp34k L337
It h4s b3c0m3 lik3 4 s3c0nd l4ngu4g3 t0 m3, 4nd it h4s pr0b4bly f0r y0u t00. But w3 n33d t0 m4k3 th3 l4ngu4g3 kn0wn t0 th3 r3st 0f th3 w0rld, 4nd w3 w0un't st0p untill y0u c4n ch00s3 it 4s 4 n4tiv3 l4ngu4g3 in 3v3ry Micr0s0ft pr0gr4m.

Splat! *humorous*
I dodge Quickly to the left The monster goes by Another on it’s tail Flying by so fast I fly up over, tumbling Out of control, falling fast A monster passes over top I look back in relief, the monster is gone **SPLAT!!** You reach to the left Turning on your windshield wiper Your car moves on, the smear paid no mind But imagine how I must be feeling Last thing through my mind was my ass So next time you wash a bug off Kiss my ass

Splashes
She pulses beauty like waves of rain, living things are smaller in her presence. She silences me with her eyes turned toward me, but my heart quickens. She must come to me tonight to turn the rain into wonderful splashes in my arms. © All rights reserved

Splash's Happy Hour
Repost this if you guys don't mind :D Splash has her first Happy Hour tonight at 5 pm PST (Fubar Time)!! She is excited about it, so let's give her a good one! She shows lots of love to all of us, so....Let's Do what Club F.A.R. does best and show lots of love during her hour! Don't forget to go love her up some too! Mwah! ~♫Splash♫~Co-Owner Of Club F.A.R.~I.B.I.C.~DSC~@ fubar

Splash Splash!!!
Come on now, go show Splash some love!!! She's tired of FU KING already! Let's make her a Godmother! WOOT! Splash Splash with LOTS of love! ~♫Splash♫~Co-Owner Of Club F.A.R.♫I.B.I.C.♫DSC~@ fubar

Splash Splash And Level Blueroses!
Come on now, go show Splash some love!!! She's tired of FU KING already! Let's make her a Godmother! WOOT! Splash Splash with LOTS of love! ~♫Splash♫~Co-Owner Of Club F.A.R.♫I.B.I.C.♫DSC~@ fubar Blueroses is just a tad under 23,000 to level! Do the Fubar thing and Fan Add and Rate her and help her level!!! You will LOVE rating her pics! She's gorgeous! ~Blueroses~ you just never know@ fubar This is brought to you by: Tulsa's Angel~ Sarge's Bad Girl ~ Club FAR Promoter / Sisters4Life ~ FuOwned by BBW Goddess@ fubar

A Splash Of Life Through The Vast Darkness Of My Dreams...
In the deepest of dreams i never expect it to all end this way i times we shared... My dream is all but this i never dream in color but this dream was in full blown color... i was walking towards my old house an felt something chasing me i looked at the sky it was turning from blue to black an the darkness came down...once again as it stood behind me i ran faster to my house i jumped through the glass door getting all kinds of cuts an slammed the wooden door shut. as i locked it i could hear the creatures on the other side clawing at the door banging to get at me as they started to break through i placed my right palm on the door my tattoo began to glow as red electrical sparks discharged from it i blast soon followed as i look through the hole all the demons on the other side were dead...the only thing left standing was the thing that sent them after me watching simply standing there not moving or saying a single word... i don't know what this dark figure was but i knew it was

Splayed
Here I laySplayed open to your perusalMy eyes search yoursfor that nodthat gleam of eyethat says"you please me".passion entangledin every twisting fiberof the ropesthat bindmy wristsmy anklesmy heart This tangible giftthat lies before youunwrappedexposedis only temporarya momentsuspended Consider that suspended alsois my heartmy soulmy mindfilled with Youdevotion unendingknowing no limit Suspendedin passionin servitudeevery fiberof my beingEvery thread that is meYours

'splainin' Stuff
***This is not an emo blog*** ***Try and realign your expectations and realise that this is not an emo blog*** ***Thank you*** ***The 'you' is a generic 'you' and not aimed at anyone in particular*** Anger is an interesting thing...particularly on the internet. Like most things, people take their own sphere of reference, and use that to interpret what you have said into what you are meaning (reasonable enough), what you are feeling (not quite so reasonable) and what you are like (only reasonable if it's me making the judgements...yes, hypocrisy is ahead in the little minds of some...I make judgements. All the time. Everybody does. Unlike some, I make mine knowing I'm sometimes biased and endeavour to recalibrate accordingly. Also unlike some, I'm prepared to justify my judgements AND my actions). But I digress already. I have many levels of anger...'tis true. What amazes me though, on here, is that 99% of the time, I'm not angry at all, but people are gasping in horro

Splash Unveils Autumn Winter 2011 Fashion Trends
The season in contrasts and methods, the key to Fashionism lies in the capability to construct your very own unique is found in both men and women A fabulous season connected with contrasts and options, the key to Fashionism lies in the opportunity to construct your personally own unique actively seeks both men and women Grow Image Using the new The autumn months Winter season, Rush enters into a time period of re-invention, rejuvenation Buy North Face Fleece Jackets plus exploration. The popular season clothing reflects popular shades regarding classy, vintage and alluring and at diverse stages sees from Early spring Summer survived. As we even further express this individualism by fashion along with indulge in the country's guilty joys this season, concerns making transactions which differ from heritage towards fresh scene on minimalism and provided by retro-inspired to luxe grunge.Some sort of season with contrasts and choices, the key for you to Fashionism lies in a cha

Splash
I see you as a splash A great, crystal-white splash That comes apart Just over the waterline Intangible Momentary Like what you'd see If a gamefish were diving With a heavy line on Only no line will hold you So you splash It carries just a moment An ethereal white shimmer And then it's gone Back again, for an instant The splash

10's Please!
I urgently need people to go to the Best Smile contest hosted by Shorty and rate my pic a 10. I have all of the comments that I need to make it to the second round...but the second round is determined soley on rating. Who ever has the highest rating will win the contest. Please do not downrate If You Only Knew...she's a good friend of mine, and I'd like for she and myself to take the top two spots. Here's the link: Thanks! Please ask your friends to do the same, and have them as their friends. NOTE: This blog has been edited. After being overwhelmingly voted against on my mum I removed the request to downvote anyone in the contest. Thank you again to everyone that voted in the mum, and to everyone that's voted in the contest!

Splendor~~~~~~~
Feeling something new, i am going through the motions,My life is changing. Hope people don't get the notion. That i am selfish, or making mistakes. I have to start fresh, before its too damn late. So many changes are around the bend. I have a new job,i have found some new friends. I care so much for all who are dear. With my new journey i cannot have fear. I will only see, what is right for me. By jumping in ,and diving, in completely. I am not getting younger, and I am smiling again. I'm a 32 year old teenager,with the biggest silly grin. It's never too late,to truly start to live, and this i know........... i have all of myself to give.

Splendid Hurt.
"Love is a many splendid thing." BULLSHIT! Love tore my heart out and showed it to me before my soul died. Love is only Hurt behind a mask. Cupid is only a demon is disguise ready to shoot us with his poisoned arrow. When will love be splendid? When will it finally leave my heart in one piece? Love is a fifty story building I have fallen from one too many times. When will I stop falling? Falling in love...

Splendid Chaos
I love this band! they are ROCKSTARS! Splendid Chaos would like to let everyone on myspace be the first to know. For all you people wanting to buy the CD which is no longer available you can now purchase the songs directly off of our myspace site. I hope you all enjoy this feature and feel free to pass the word along. If you would like to help SC sell these songs feel free to click the share this store link and paste into your page. Thanks for all of your support. Also dont forget to go to the Splendid Chaos Website to get all of your Splendid Chaos gear. (T-shirts, Hats, etc) We all look forward to everyone coming on out and party it up with Jagermeister and Splendid Chaos. Add yourself to the Splendid Chaos Fan Map Click Here Link to Splendid Chaos Please place this banner on your page and help promote SPLENDID CHAOS. To add our banner to your website simply copy the code below and paste it into page where you would like it.THANK YOU!!!

Splendor Of A Moment
The splendor of a moment worn slightly on the lips The satisfied reflection of a passion slowly sipped Either in a memory or filtered through a dream Or a quiet conversation not meaning anything But silently reflected worth... Oh! So much more That grows with every thought process to permeate your pores It's crazy how a moment can bring the treasures here When you least expect the passion emerges from somewhere Not much to begin with...this crazy trip for two But since my thoughts have fermented The more I dream of you.

Splendidly
Splendidly by LateNiteFantasy© there is a spot there, at the back of your neck where the hairline ends that begs my lips kiss, bite so I do and every one is nothing more than a prelude to the moments we'll share beyond them when the candles are burning and the sweat on our skin glistens I am alive when the look in your eyes says you are seeing something beyond this existence and the sound of you voice can be read only in sighs and moans I know then that we are both alive and that we are both alive splendidly

Splendor In The Grass
I always thought you knew ~ it is i ... that voice that is only dare whispered ... in dreams ... as love sometimes is ~ i come to you now ... as always ... in this moment... my soul full of loves bravado to speak to you of the things that in waking moments ... are not overlooked ... but perhaps in the noise of my living go unheard. Those things which i always meant to be louder than the days conversation and the nights louder still ... ultimate silence ~ so it is now .. in the presence of your beauty ... and in the throes of your slumber ... i beg of you ... hear my breathing and know that i exist ... I love you I always have In all the moments of all my days ... each sunrise is my promise that you ... are my days ... each sunset my vow ... to be another tomorrow ... the sun beams my kiss .. the moon glows my caress ... the twixt my breathing this promise I bear ... is yours ... and i today as yesterday and for each tomorrow ... shall be here bes

Splendid Ugg Boots
The ugg boots bring you some of the most fashionable boots for men and women today. You also will find the Ugg boots to be found on the internet and there is plenty in stock of all kinds of styles. The important thing you should know about Ugg boots is to make sure there not the replicas that impersonate the style. The Ugg is high quality boots that's made in Australia and the boots are made out of sheep skin. For many people, uggs are the cool boot to wear. To others, they are great pieces of craftsmanship that just scream. The Ugg Boot though is more than these simple statements. The Ugg Boot is made with high quality and high standards as well. Uggs made it to the United States back in 1978 when a man named Brian Smith decided to take a gamble and see if this unique, yet fantastic boot could make it in the United States. It was a chance because the Australian was worried that the Ugg Boot was too much of quirky Australian design to make a hit in the US. But the Ugg Boot took off i

Splinter In My Minds Eye
As i lay on the rooftop staring at the night sky and contemplating on my life so far, my mind wonders. I remove the splinter in my minds eye and have a moment of clarity! People in the world are very dificult to deal with you have over 10 million different personalities some ruthless some mercerless some caring others malicious. The only one that counts is mine for now. Without mine in the right place I can't excist nor function! But a voice from the elders of my elders calls out to me and says dicipline is the key! Then it says there is a woman out there with your name on her mind all you have to do is run into her while shes thinkin about it! Now which is more difficult keeping yourself in line or running into that woman? They say if you give up on your dreams you die so theres no choice now but to go on forth and liveout your wildest dreams and enjoy life. Now for the real question at what point of these events do you run into ms. right? If ever at all. So if we do we are for

Split These Lines
We’re friends when you’re on your knees, Knees in which we knead to the floor, And start beating it as if was dancing Steadily in the floor so… Let’s make them dance, dance to the rhythm That we had never heard from the echoes Of war that we listen to so gloriously. Make them dance, like we were shooting their feet. Make them sing, like there were notes written in Symphonies and concerts made to shout us in synch. Make them exalt, like angels shooting arrows flying All over the place. It’s just past my curfew and I’m feeling young and reckless. Young, wandering in these streets, I call purgatorial paradise, Young loner lingering in these alleys screaming your name in these walls. Reckless where I crush everything and lose everything But you because you were in the midst of my eyes. Reckless where I lust your body around me covering us in ashes And burns then learn from the tip of your tongue what you Meant when you confessed your love to me. The ribbon on

Split Up
WHY WE SPLIT UP... She told me we couldn't afford beer at $25.00 a case anymore and I'd have to quit drinking. Then I caught her spending $65.00 on make-up, and I asked her how come I had to give up stuff and she didn't. She said she needed the make-up to look pretty for me. I told her that's what the beer was for. I don't think she's coming back.....

Splinters
More bullshit from Matt. These splinters, I pluck out, one by one. This one, is all the times you... (I love you) This one, is when we... (You're Perfect.) This one is all the hours, I sat and waited for you... (Where are you?) This one, is all the years, I sat and waited (Can you see me?) for you... This one is all the words I said, that I never meant. (I hate you.) This one is the words you meant, but never said... (I hate you.) These splinters, I pluck out, one by one. One left... (So close) I tug, I pull, but my fingers are slippery from my own blood. I cannot grasp it. The more (Just one left...) I try the deeper (I proved love existed?) it sinks inside. This one... (Oh, God...) This one... (Please...) This one... is You.

Split Second Decisions
Choices, they are what every person lives by, they may be good or bad. At the time you may think it's one of the greatest things ever but it might not have been such a great decision in the end. However you made the decision. so take it as a learning point in life, I know I've made a lot of stupid decisions, but when you learn to live with them and don't give people the chance to make you feel bad about it...It's a lot better !

Spliting Christmas
Ok I need some Advise. Me and My boyfriend usually split Christmas between his parents and mine. We go to his Parents at nite. Anyway For the last 3 years We(his Parents and I haven't been seeing eye to eye) And I don't want to go to his parents at all this year. But, I have 2 of their Grandchildren. Show I buck upo and go or come up with an excuse not to go?

Splitting Energies
Alas I must take my leave to help further salvage a marriage and continue my duties as Reverend. I appreciate all the good and heartfelt connections! To those who love me in here.. I'm sorry. To those only seeking friendship and/or Pagan related matters, etc. ... infamoustweet007@yahoo.com is where to reach me. Namaste to all and.. Very Bright Blessings to thee all!!! Regards, Rev. Greystaff RuneRider© (aka Bryan.)

Splinters
dark reflection stares back from a cracked mirror all the inconsistencies of life become clearer so i turn from the sun and shield my eyes cover my ears to deafen your cries its not unwanted if one of us desires who can judge me for the fire that burns inside i was forged by nature completed at birth then let loose on this wicked earth a poisoned conscience with clear perceptions iam not restrained by your misdirections and if by chance ive been misled it wont be revealed till after im dead then all the petals will mark my trail to the granite slab that bears my tale here lies one of two of a kind never met his partner in crime so his misdeeds he committed for two fuck the world and fuck you too

Splinter Is Playing @ East Texas Choppers 6-30-2007
SPLINTER playing LIVE @ EAST TEXAS CHOPPERS WITH~ TEXAS HIPPIE COALITION CHECK OUT THE E.T.C. WEBSITE @ http://www.easttexaschoppers.net 30 Jun 2007, 21:00 4122 W. Hwy 80, Terrell, Texas Cost : ? Be there! I will be! It's going to be a fucking blast! SweetStef

Split Up The Middle
Split Up The Middle Once there were two twins, Joe and John. Joe was the owner of a dilapidated old boat, which sank the same day that John's wife died. A few days later, a kindly old woman saw Joe and mistook him for John. "I'm sorry to hear about your loss. You must just feel terrible." "Hell, no! In fact, I'm sort of glad to be rid of her. She was a rotten old thing right from the beginning. Her bottom was all shriveled up and she smelled like old dead fish. She was always losing her water, she had a bad crack in the back and a pretty big hole in the front too. Every time I used her, her hole got bigger and she leaked like crazy. I guess what finally finished her off was when I rented her to these four guys looking for a good time. I warned them that she wasn't very good, but they wanted to use her anyhow. The fools tried to get in her all at once and she split right up the middle."

Splish Splashing In The Rain/ Poem
I like the rain falling down , time to go out and slash about. puddle wading all the afternoon, and drewnched thru and thru splashing; splishing in ever pot hole you find and ,Mom yelling out now your gona be sick, come in this house now. but you drown poor mom out. see I had fun in my life , but drove mom mad a few times. well she loved me any way but me I just ran away Well the rain is all good, all well God sent it to plants and flowers he crys tears for these sinners too and washes our earth to smell all new. yet for me Im carried away in the rain fall and all the rest of the day; I have fun and splish, splash thru out the day I see frogs come out and other critters too When the rain falls and drips off the leaves too but I like the fresh smell after all you can tell it is so wonderful to inhale. hugs diana

Split
I am the sun, yet I am the moon; Shinning happiness on others, yet living in darkness. I am a fish, yet I am a bird; Isolated from the rest of the world, yet free to explore it. I am alaska, yet I am florida; Living in a cold world with a warm heart. I am hope, yet I am dispair; Optimistic about the future, yet pessimistic about the pressent. I am strong, yet I am weak; Having my own opinions, yet fearing to express them. I am a young spirit being split in two.

The Split Milk
This is a story about a famous research scientist who had made several very important medical breakthroughs. He was being interviewed by a newspaper reporter who asked him why he thought he was able to be so much more creative than the average person. What set him so far apart from others? He responded that, in his opinion, it all came from an experience with his mother that occurred when he was about two years old. He had been trying to remove a bottle of milk from the refrigerator when he lost his grip on the slippery bottle and it fell, spilling its contents all over the kitchen floor—a veritable sea of milk! When his mother came into the kitchen, instead of yelling at him, giving him a lecture, or punishing him, she said, "Robert, what a great and wonderful mess you have made! I have rarely seen such a huge puddle of milk. Well, the damage has already been done. Would you like to get down and play in the milk for a few minutes before we clean it up?" Indeed, he did. After

Splintered Soul
crawling on bloodied knees picking up the pieces of my sanity once again strained muscles and eyesight add to the struggle of repairing what has been rent preparing my mind like spring soil,turning it over to loosen the dead ends never breaking only bending into a coil the best defense poised to lash out with a fury long deserved by the wicked man destroying all the works he hath wrought with his own hand its too late to wake up when the burglars already left the scene youre already being programmed by the machine no rejection you enjoy your pleasure to much the sweetest looking fruit ,but rotten to the touch

Split Second
SPLIT SECOND As I feel the blade on my skin The pain all seems to end For a split second I'm drowning in my blood The pain is no longer there cant this just be imaginary? I see in the mirror I feel the need to slice I need a better life It's not you,it's me I'm having problems why cant you see? I'm lonesome I'm scared I want to get away from here I'm sick of all the lies The secrets and everything they hide All of this I feel For only one split second Everytime I cut,My life just seems To fade away,And all of this replaces it Where does it go? I wander sometimes Then I realize It's all in my mind...

Splinters
You know there is something wrong with world, or maybe that there is something wrong with you. Little snippets of memories drifting in and out of your thoughts, you experience what could be a waking dream. More likely you are being confronted with your past. This happens when you don't ground yourself, meditate, or simply take the time to accept your life. You may still experience these thoughts but now they will be reliving your past, not the past haunting you. Let me run through a forest of splinters for you…. I wake up, dreams still spinning through my cluttered mind. It is a haze of between. Sometimes I am unable to finish the waking action and slip back to the dream state. Most times I can push away the dreams and open my eyes to the light. I look around to remember where I am, like catching up with an old friend after a long trip. When I feel secure enough to rise, I do. Right then a million things run through my head. Today's to do list, what today is, what I feel like weari

Split Second By Alex Kava
Plot Summary: FBI profiler Maggie O'Dell, star of Kava's first thriller, is back again in her second, but her return is not a happy one. From the very first scene, in which serial killer Albert Stucky escapes from two pitifully inadequate prison guards, through the inevitable and apparently endless escalation of brutality (usually against women), to the predictable ending, this is strictly a blender job: part Thomas Harris and part Patricia Cornwell, with odd bones and scraps tossed in from other similarly grisly and more successful sources. O'Dell, who plays Clarice Starling to Stucky's Hannibal Lecter, is still physically and mentally scarred by the two years she spent on his case and she's fighting to get back on it. She gets her wish. Before she can even unpack the boxes in her new home, one of her neighbors disappears, leaving behind a bloody mess, and another is found dead in a Dumpster. Soon, Stucky strikes even closer to home. My Comments: Another solid delivery from Kava.

[split The Scene]
My brother and I have a lot of common interests.One of them is the blues.God I wish I had a mint julep and a smoke right about now....what would Jimmy Reed do?He'd split the scene.Not an option. Got an interview tomorrow.3:00Gotta send my goofy ass resume to a temp-droneso I can be a temp-drone.Fuck it. I seriously just wanna make some money, andmake some fucking money.Fuck I'm tired of bein broke.The most romantic experience of my last 2 months was making out with tree, its closely followed by meeting a girl at the comic shop that actually knew about Gundam.Yeah. I guess I'm kinda easy when a girl smiles, and can keep up.Only... she couldn't keep up, and I was pretty put off by meeting a chick that followed mecha.I was a little impressed.Next dish is gonna be a green curry.Means lentils and spinach.But I'm really not all that excited.Almond cookies are a higher priority.And thats dessert.I'm not exactly nervous, but man I sure as hell don't have the right energy goin into this thing.I

Splitting Up For The Final Time :(
ok as it went from my mumm my wife finally left me and for an update it wasn't just because of ssi it was for another guy so of my friends asked me why you put up with it? i told them i had no idea, yes call me dumb or stupid but i thought i could fight to keep thid marriage going on. but i had failed but thinking of what my friends say they were right friends on fubar and in real life. i give thanks to all that were there for me and yes you know who you are \,,/ \,,/ and i will still be on here chatting on my life lives on stronger than ever thanks to you guys and god himself i tip my hat twords to you guys... other than that ROCK ON FUBAR!!! \,,/ \,,/

Splitting Up
The ramifications of splitting up never ends The hurt and loneliness never bends We try and move on each day and night We pursue our dreams alone each day with all of our might The family routines are no longer here We fight to numb the feeling with vodka and beer The financial obligations just keep on The hate at the ex, is nearly gone The disappoint still remains The kids, their wants their needs, their gains Life as I knew it will never be the same Some say it gets better, others pronounce the pain Birthdays come and Birthdays go Getting older and trying to be happy amidst all the woe A smile here a smile there Trying so hard to hide my despair Camp for the kids, college after that Feeling everyday like a financial doormat Thursday thru Monday every other week add another day is all I get More vodka and beer trying to forget The tucking in every night The homework I hated and making sure its right I miss those days In all the ways

The Split End, How You Should Nurse
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Spl Rules Out Another Extension
SPL rules out another extension Lex Gold said the SPL season would not be extended The Scottish Premier League says the season will not be extended again to ease Rangers' fixture congestion. Rangers failed to have Saturday's league game against Dundee United postponed as they sought more time to prepare for next week's Uefa Cup final. SPL chairman Lex Gold said there was no "viable alternative" to the fixture list the league issued on 22 April. Rangers chairman Sir David Murray described the decision as laughable and said the club's fans would be angry. Scottish FA chief executive Gordon Smith said the Scottish Cup final would go ahead as planned on 24 May. Rangers manager Walter Smith was critical of the SPL for not offering them any help to prepare for their first European final in 36 years. Opponents Zenit St Petersburg will not have to play another game before next Wednesday's final in Manchester. The Ibrox club face playing seven games in 17 d

Spl Title Race Goes Down To Wire
SPL title race goes down to wire SPL finale Thurs 22 May Coverage: BBC Radio Scotland 92-95FM and 810MW, Radio 5 Live and live on the BBC Sport website. Video highlights from midnight. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The SPL trophy could be heading to Tannadice or Pittodrie Celtic and Rangers face a nerve-shredding end to the Scottish Premier League season as the title race reaches its climax on Thursday. Gordon Strachan's side travel to Dundee United, while Rangers visit Aberdeen. Both Old Firm sides are locked on 86 points, with Celtic's goal difference four better off than their rivals. Celtic captain Stephen McManus wants to win the title in memory of late coach Tommy Burns, while Gers boss Walter Smith has no regrets over the campaign. Gordon Strachan is trying to steer Celtic to their third consecutive SPL crown, while Smith wants to add the title to the CIS Cup - with the Scottish Cup final against Que

Spme Of My Writing Titled Used
Used Trapped under a collage of forgotten subterfuge Forgotten and mangled by the tyrants of society Religion plastered upon the halls of the mind Homeless clasping to shanties of card board remains You passed me today Your eyes barely graced my presence Do you not remember me? Am I so different? Does my lack there of ,cause your ignorance of my presence? My spark still lives here I feel it Do you see it live within the tattered walls of my soul? Haunting me like a memory of a loved one who has passed Who can no longer be touched or embraced over the great divide. I feel the hot tears of anger roll down my soiled cheeks I feel my entrails being pulled out of my body from the feelings that well deep inside me. Forgotten I am. I have no more to give. When all was spent they all were gone. No more friends to visit and see me Now they walk past me as if I cease to exist. Clutching on to the gifts given by some other. My soul cries out I'm here..... But th

Spoiler 5000
In the end we had pieces of the puzzle, but no matter how we put them together, gaps remained, oddly shaped emptinesses mapped by what surrounded them, like countries we couldn't name. "All wisdom ends in paradox," said Mr. Buell, just before we left him on our last interview, and we felt like we was telling us to forget about the girls, to leave them in the hands of God. We knew that Cecilia had killed herself because she was a misfit, because the beyond called to her, and we knew that her sisters, once abandoned, felt her calling from that place, too. But even as we make these conclusions, we feel out throats plugging up, because they are both true and untrue. So much has been written about the girls in newspapers, so much has been said over back-yard fences, or related over the years in psychiatrists' offices, that we are certain only of the insufficiency of explanations. Mr. Eugene, who told us that scientists were on the verge of finding the ''bad genes" that caused cancer, de

The Spoiled Spoiled Dog...
It's like this... There once was a dog named Barkley. She was a very loved Beagle with a ton of energy and lots of love to give. She has an arch nemesis being my cat, Madam Le Fuzz... Fuzzy! Fight all the time they do... so on her breaks... Barkley decides to lay back and relax in style. Kick back and watch some tv or catch a few winks. I don't know what to say... other than... THE SPOILED SPOILED DOG!!! Isn't she Hysterical!!!! LOL! Let's see some of your pets now. Namaste' Chase

Spoiled Rotten?
The other day I was reading Newsweek magazine and came across some poll data I found rather hard to believe. It must be true given the source, right? The same magazine that employs Michael (Qurans in the toilets at Gitmo)Isikoff. Here I promised myself this week I would be nice and I start off in this way. The Newsweek poll alleges that 67% of Americans are unhappy with the direction the country is headed and 69% of the country is unhappy with the performance of the president. In essence 2/3 of the citizenry just ain't happy and want a change. So being the knuckle dragger I am, I starting thinking, ''What we are so unhappy about?'' Is it that we have electricity and running water 24/7? Is our unhappiness the result of having air conditioning in the summer and heating in the winter? Could it be that 95.4% of these unhappy folks have a job? Maybe it is the ability to walk into a grocery store at any time and see more food in moments than Darfur has seen in the last year? Mayb

Spoiled??
You Are 24% Spoiled You're barely spoiled. You may have some nice things, but you never let them go to your head. You appreciate each gift you're given - and you don't dwell on what you "deserve" to have. Are You Spoiled?

Spoiled Brats
-----MADE in the USA : Spoiled brats The other day I was reading Newsweek magazine and came across some poll data I found rather hard to believe. It must be true given the source, right? The Newsweek poll alleges that 67 percent of Americans are unhappy with the direction the country is headed and 69 percent of the country is unhappy with the performance of the president. In essence 2/3s of the citizenry just ain't happy and want a change. So being the knuckle dragger I am, I starting thinking, ''What we are so unhappy about?'' Is it that we have electricity and running water 24 hours a day, 7 days a week? Is our unhappiness the result of having air conditioning in the summer and heating in the winter? Could it be that 95.4 percent of these unhappy folks have a job? Maybe it is the ability to walk into a grocery store at any time and see more food in moments than Darfur has seen in the last year? Maybe it is the ability to drive from the Pacific Ocean to the Atlanti

Spoiled Brats
Made in the USA: Spoiled brats The other day I was reading Newsweek magazine and came across some poll data I found rather hard to believe. It must be true given the source, right? The Newsweek poll alleges that 67 percent of Americans are unhappy with the direction the country is headed and 69 percent of the country is unhappy with the performance of the president. In essence 2/3s of the citizenry just ain'thappy and want a change. So being the knuckle dragger I am, I starting thinking, ''What we are so unhappy about?'' Is it that we have electricity and running water 24 hours a day, 7 days a week? Is our unhappiness the result of having air conditioning in the summer and heating in the winter? Could it be that 95.4 percent of these unhappy folks have a job? Maybe it is the ability to walk into a grocery store at any time and see more food in moments than Darfur has seen in the last year? Maybe it is the ability to drive from the Pacific Ocean to the Atl

Spoiled
Made in the USA : Spoiled brats The other day I was reading Newsweek magazine and came across some poll data I found rather hard to believe. It must be true given the source, right? The Newsweek poll alleges that 67 percent of Americans are unhappy with the direction the country is headed and 69 percent of the country is unhappy with the performance of the president. In essence, 2/3rds of the citizenry just ain't happy and want a change. So being the knuckle dragger I am, I started thinking, ''What we are so unhappy about?'' Is it that we have electricity and running water 24 hours a day, 7 days a week? Is our unhappiness the result of having air conditioning in the summer and heating in the winter? Could it be that 95.4 percent of these unhappy folks have a job? Maybe it is the ability to walk into a grocery store at any time and see more food in moments than Darfur has seen in the last year? Maybe it is the ability to drive from the Pacific Ocean to t

Spoiled Rotton
Currently I'm listening to some smooth jazz. I'm not too sure why, it just happened to catch my attention mainly beacause the song is called "move to the outskirts of town" and the singer's voice is very soothing. The song has a catchy beat and not very many words, so far he's only spoken about 50 different words. Anyways like I said I'm not sure why I'm listening to jazz and this blog isn't a critique of jazz but rather it's going to be an exposure into the few things on my mind. First of all I'm sitting on my computer at home alone on a saturday night, it sucks. The only reason I'm still here is because my car is out of oil and I'm too lazy to go outside and get my phone which is laying by the pool. Secondly my first rant was random and still out of context. I swear I'm random and have ADHD, actually I know I do but I'm not prescribed any medications due to my reactions to past medications. Doctors pretty much just tell me to take vitamins like they're going to help with ADHD

Spoiler
Spoiler (Also referred to as a "blade.") The spoiler is a strip of aluminum that stretches across the width of a race vehicle's rear decklid. It is designed to create downforce on the rear of the vehicle, thereby increasing traction. However, the tradeoff, again, is that more downforce equals more aerodynamic drag, so teams attempt, particularly on qualifying runs, to lay the spoiler at as low an angle as possible to "free up" their vehicles for more straightaway speed.

Spoiled Butt...
More like spoiled ass...but...trying to be clean here...LOL. I am craving a beating badly! I wonder if I can convince my Master to beat me soon. I need it. My ass isnt sore. LOL. I am not thinking of him like I had been. We had a nice talk the other nite. Which yea it should have been brought up anyway. How much control should he have? Ummm...I am *HIS* slave so *HE* has the say in what I do. Even if I can be unruly. LOL. I still like it. I wonder if He can grasp the concept that I have to so what he says. Speaking of Master/slave relationship...November 17! Ohio State vs Michigan. Who will win? If you say Ohio State...I love ya! LOL ;) Master and I have a bet and *ANY* ideas you may have on what I should do please feel free to PM them to me. I need all the ideas I can get. So far he is using my weaknesses against me. Such as spiders and snakes. I fear those terribly. I dont kno what his fears are...but dressing him up as a flamer is on the top of my li

+spoiled Children
Ok, time to vent y'all : I keep getting messages from people lightening their friend's list load. That's cool, I don't mind being deleted, but sometimes the reasoning is lame...and childish if not hurtful. Why should our 'friendship' depend on whether or not I talk to YOU first? Is that how you are with all of your friends? The only way you and your homies get to know eachother is if THEY open the lines of conversation first and are incredibly aggressive with you? If so, when are you going to grow up and join the real world, hmm? I remember having to do that for the little KIDS I would tutor after school awhile back. Some of them were SO shy, I had to MAKE a kid go up to another and say 'Hi'.(That's all it takes! Just fvcking say "Hi".) Now I'm realizing how much that hindered them maybe, I should've been like : "Bobby, I know it's hard, but if you want to be friends with Billy, why don't you go up to him and ask him what's going on?"

The Spoiled Under 30 Crowd .. Lmao
THE SPOILED UNDER-30 CROWD!!! If you are 30 or older, you will think this is hilarious!!!! When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what, with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning... uphill BOTH ways yada, yada, yada! And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that... I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it! I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!

The Spoiled Under-30 Crowd!!!
f you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!! When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning...uphill BOTH ways yadda, yadda, yadda And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of garbage like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that.I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a darn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it! I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet . If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!! T

Spoiled
I find it funny (not ha ha funny, but queer funny [not anal-eeze queer, odd queer]) that its so easy to get accustomed to something. I have gone 27 years (almost my entire life) sleeping alone. 27 years of falling asleep by myself..yet with 3 weeks of sleeping with someone else in my bed, I am so accustomed to it that I feel like I've forgotten to do something when I go to bed. It feels empty, lonely. And to make matters worse, I have gone 27 years falling to sleep by myself, and yet over the last few months I've gotten so accustomed to calling my baby before I go to sleep...that I literally cannot sleep without calling her. Last night she was out of her service area, so I didn't get to call her. No biggie...right? Apparently not. I got zero sleep last night. None. Nada. Zilch. Zero. Not a wink. Another odd thing, she sent me a text this morning through messenger...stating pretty much almost exactly the same thoughts I sent her last night. She didn't get my messages, yet she exp

Spoiled Or Not...
Check off the things you have.... IF YOU GET OVER 40 YOU ARE SPOILED [x] a cell phone [x] a hair straightener [x] your own computer [] your own car [x] good grades total: 4 [x] Louis Vuitton/Dior Sunglasses/glasses [x] Burberry/ Chanel perfume [] a boyfriend/girlfriend [x] a curling iron total: 7 [] every Fall Out Boy Cd [x] clothes from American Eagle [x] clothes from Abercrombie/ Hollister [x] something from Hot Topic [x] a pet total: 11 [x] some type of trophy/award [x] full/queen size bed [] king size bed [x] a mini iPod (or nano) or video or regular [x] a jersey from a professional team total: 15 [x] more than $100 [x] a stereo/cd player [x] Redbull In Your Fridge [x] something related to Green Day [] Xanga total: 19 [x] Myspace [x] a desk in your room [x (i love my hill)] a hill in your backyard [x] Video Camera total: 23 [x ( i dont even know how to use them...)] a pair of skiis [x] alarm clock [x] a pair of

Spoils Of War
Spoils of War by LateNiteFantasy© The soldier boys go blindly off to fight A battle not of their choosing. The war Of today's fashion is a show of might By coward suits with agendas set for Their own ego or enrichment. They know They cannot bleed, they cannot die. They send Another's precious young to maintain the flow Of dollars to their deep pockets. The end Of innocence for a nation comes when The people understand their young must die So power's fortunes won't. It is, again, The tragedy of history. And why We keep repeating this sickness, I can't Say, but my experience fuels this rant.

Spoil Me Its My Bday!woot
Please bid on me for my birthday (repost of original by 'Superman™ Graphics for the JLF' on '2008-06-22 19:12:14') (repost of original by '★Wonder_Woman™★' on '2008-06-22 19:50:38')

Spoilt Sophie
Most children have to fight to get what they want but not Sophie, Sophie could get anything she wanted just by asking her dad. “Daddy, can I have a new dolly” asks Sophie and dad just buys one. “Daddy, can I have a new coat” asks Sophie and dad just buys one. But there was one thing that Sophie wanted, and she would try anything to get it. And that was a tiger, a real tiger. One day Sophie and dad were going to the zoo, and Sophie wanted a tiger more than anything in the world. But Sophie didn’t want a teddy tiger she wanted a real tiger, and that was something that dad would not let her have. Time after time Sophie kept asking “I want a tiger daddy” But dad said “NO” Sophie wondered if playing ill would get her one so she tried it. “Daddy I’m not feeling very well I need something to cheer me up” but dad was not falling for that one Sophie wondered if having a bad would change dad’s mind, so she tried it. “Daddy I’m having a bad day I need something to cheer me up” but dad

The Spoiled Kids In Today's World
* When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning ... uphill BOTH ways * yadda, yadda, yadda * And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it! * I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!! * There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter ...with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way

Spoiled Babygirl
HEY EVERYONE THIS YOUNG LADY HELPED US SET THIS PAGE AND STILL IS PLEASE COME SHOW HER SOME LOVE AND STOP BY HER PAGE AND A/F/R HER AND RATE HER PICS AND SEND AND WHEN YOU SEND AN ADD REQ PUT IN THERE THE AMERICANBADASSES SENT YOU TO HER. THANKS AGAIN FROM ALL OF US spoiledbabygirl*FU-BOMBER~FU MARRIED TO SHAUN~PROMOTER FOR FORBIDDEN LOUNGE~OWNER OF SEXY SAVIOR~~@ fubar

Spoiled Rotten Haha
HAHA LETS HELP A BRAT LEVEL TO DISCIPLE !!! SHE ANIT REALLY A BRAT BUT SHE IS JUST SPOIL ROTTEN BY ALOT OF PEOPLE SHE IS VERY SWEET AND HOT FIND OUT FOR YOURSELF MUCH LOVE AND RESPECT BABE Low (Remix)(Ft. T-Pain And Pitbull) - Flo-Rida $Dj' BABY BOY${D.S.C}Pimp of the Pu$$cat Playmates Owned by ~ CynzDreams ~& Naughty by Nature~@ fubar THANK YOU SO MUCH AND HAVE A GREAT DAY!!!

The Spoiled Under-30 Crowd!!!
If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!! When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were when they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning...uphill BOTH ways yadda, yadda, yadda And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that...I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it! I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!! There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter with

The Spoiled Under 30 Crowd!!!
If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!! When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning ... Uphill...barefoot... BOTH ways yadda, yadda, yadda. And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that... I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it! I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and Look it up ourselves, in the card catalogue!! There was no em

The Spoiled Under-40 Crowd!!!
If you are 40 (or older) you will think this is hilarious!!!! When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning Uphill... barefoot... BOTH ways Yadda, yadda, yadda And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that... I'm over the ripe old age of forty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it! I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have "The Internet". If we wanted to know something, We had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalogue!! There

Spoiled By Me 4/21
Its a Spicy style spoiling and Pimp out!!! Each day I am going to select 2-3 fu-members who really stick out to me and bust their butts helping me out to spoil rotten and pimp out. All day long I will be rating their pics, stash, keeping them drunk, leaving comments and pimping them out the spicy way. They will be in my bulletin and blogs as well as i will be sending their link around to my friends. If you would like to be next, here is what you have to do: 1. Make sure you get noticed by me. Don't be a stranger stop by and say hello make sure that you have put forth an effort to help out. One hand washes the other :) 2. You must have gone to the peoples pages that I pimped out the day of or day before and rated, fanned,added and rated a good bit of their pics. I will be checking with them 3. Don't whine. If I don't pimp you out the next day it doesn't mean I won't on future pimp outs. However if you whine or complain you will not be pimped!!! So with that being said

Spoiled
THE SPOILED UNDER-30 CROWD!!! If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!!When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tearsWith their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. Whenthey were growing up; what with walking Twenty-five miles to schoolevery morning... Uphill... barefoot.BOTH waysYadda, yadda, yaddaAnd I remember promising myself that when I grew up,There was no way in hell I was going to layA bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had itAnd how easy they've got it!But now that... I'm over the ripe old age ofThirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth oftoday.You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to myChildhood, you live in a damn Utopia!And I hate to say it but you kids today youDon't know how good you've got it!I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If wewanted to know something, We had to go to the damn library andLook it up ourselves, in the card catalogue!!There was no email!! We had to actually writeSomebody

Spoiled Little Fuckers
THE SPOILED UNDER-29 CROWD!!! If you are 29 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!! When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning.... Uphill... Barefoot... BOTH ways Yadda, yadda, yadda And I remember promising myself that wh

The Spoiled Under 30 Crowd
If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!! When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tearsWith their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning . Uphill... barefoot... BOTH ways Yadda, yadda, yaddaAnd I remember promising myself that when I grew up,There was no way in hell I was going to lay A bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it And how easy they've got it! But now that... I'm over the ripe old age of Thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today.You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to myChildhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today youDon't know how good you've got it!I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, We had to go to the damn library andLook it up ourselves, in the card catalogu e!! There was no email!! We had to actually

Spoiled Little Rat-bastards
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning Uphill... barefoot... BOTH ways Yadda, yadda, yadda And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that... I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to mychildhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today youdon't know how good you've got it! I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, We had to go to the damn library andlook it up ourselves, in the card catalogue!! There was no email!! We had to actually writesomebody a letter, with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way ac

Spoiling
I seen a MuMM and truth be told, I didn't read the comments. I'm not sure how many people will agree with me, honestly though...I don't care. Some people find that they have to buy their children gaming systems. Which don't get me wrong, they are fun to have around and are good for entertainment. I just think that acting like a child HAS TO HAVE it is crazy. I know my children are only 6 and 4, but not once have they asked for any type of gaming system. They've seen them on the television and never said, "Mommy, I want that". And it's not like I don't have any game systems for them, but they aren't the big name ones that most kids want. They have a "Smart Cycle" and a "V-Smile". Games that they play when it's dark outside or it's not nice enough weather to actually go out. They teach them things. And you know, some people wonder what is wrong with children today. I bet it's the fact that parents are getting their children whatever new game system they want or the newest movies.

Spoiled Rotten At 10 Fitch - 6/6/09
Ok, this is not a poem, but the journal entry I left at the Inn 7 friends and I stayed at in June to celebrate all of us turning 40 this year. Pics are in travel section. Wonderful place & great innkeepers! SPOILED ROTTEN AT 10 FITCH The word “accommodations” will forever be changed in scope and meaning thanks to Cheryl and Sally bestowing hospitality with the grace and speed of fluttering humming birds giving each bloom equal care. These 8 blooms named Jen, Linda, Jessica, Cheryl, Maribel, Trish, Kris and Maria, were spoiled rotten by 10 Fitch’s unsurpassed attention to detail. Fresh flowers, lush gardens, and a Bed & Breakfast no decorator could match were weaved into a braid of genuine warmth, colorful original designs, and supreme comfort. Our mental scrapbooks are now bursting with the seamless additions of priceless keepsakes called 10 Fitch memories. Our camera memory cards were quickly eclipsed by our mental shutterbugs now crawling with giggles,

The Spoiled Under-35 Crowd!!!
If you are 35 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!! When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tearswith their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning Uphill.... barefoot... BOTH ways Yadda, yadda, yaddaAnd I remember promising myself that when I grew up,there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! But now that I'm over the ripe old age of thirty-five+, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today.You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to mychildhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it but you kids today youdon't know how good you've got it!I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, We had to go to the damn library andlook it up ourselves, in the card catalogue for christ sake!!

Spoiler Alert- May Contain Stories About Shit
Andy Murray got beat at tennis and I got a camera up my ass. Yes, the day dawned for my colonoscopy, heres what happened, months ago I told my doc I had some bowel issues, now I would write the Latin word but my spell check is having trouble with Diarrhoea - maybe that's the right spelling eh? Anyway...my doc got me a hospital appointment and the specialist booked me in for a colonoscopy...as fast as that! And as fast as that my Diarrhoea disappeared, yes it did! So, I was told to drink FOUR litres of a powder that the hospital sent in the post, not an illegal powder I hasten to add, just something called Prep-klean...I hate ANYTHING spelt with a K when it really means a C but anyway I had to dilute these evil smelling granules in water. It said 'vanilla' flavour on the side, now unless vanilla tastes like battery acid, I have no idea what they added to the foul smelling salts, but I managed to get ONE litre down my gullet before I started throwing up. I was to drink the

Spoilt Sophie(kids)
Most children have to fight to get what they want but not Sophie, Sophie could get anything she wanted just by asking her dad. “Daddy, can I have a new dolly” asks Sophie and dad just buys one. “Daddy, can I have a new coat” asks Sophie and dad just buys one. But there was one thing that Sophie wanted, and she would try anything to get it. And that was a tiger, a real tiger. One day Sophie and dad were going to the zoo, and Sophie wanted a tiger more than anything in the world. But Sophie didn’t want a teddy tiger she wanted a real tiger, and that was something that dad would not let her have. Time after time Sophie kept asking “I want a tiger daddy” But dad said “NO” Sophie wondered if playing ill would get her one so she tried it. “Daddy I’m not feeling very well I need something to cheer me up” but dad was not falling for that one Sophie wondered if having a bad would change dad’s mind, so she tri

The Spoiled Under-30 Crowd!!!
If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!!When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning....Uphill... barefoot...BOTH waysYadda, yadda, yaddaAnd I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!But now that... I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today.You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia!And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've got it!I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalogue!!There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a

Spoiled Brat
Hello My Dearest Little Piggies,I had SO many of you Begging for some type of site to look at. I am in the process of creating clips4sale store and it should be open in a couple weeks if not sooner and I happy to annouce that I have my wishlist available NOW (yahoo Me for the link) so pullout your wallet and start spending, ohhhhhhh I LOVE to be SPOLIED, it only makes mewant more and MORE!!!!I am going to be making a New Twiiter Account Soon Also if it's not listed here then its not me! As I've been told by good friends, once people start to follow you and you become popular, then people like to pretend to be you, This is the REAL Me HERE!I can't wait to start sharing more links with you SOON! MissZara yahoo : zarazarutna008

The Spoiled Under-30 Crowd!!!
If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!!When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning....Uphill... barefoot...BOTH waysYadda, yadda, yaddaAnd I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!But now that... I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today.You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia!And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've got it!I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalogue!!There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a

Spoken Of Such Truth
PHENOMENAL WOMAN by Maya Angelou Pretty women wonder where my secret lies I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size But when I start to tell them They think I'm telling lies. I say It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips The stride of my steps The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally Phenomenal woman That's me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please And to a man The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees Then they swarm around me A hive of honey bees. I say It's the fire in my eyes And the flash of my teeth The swing of my waist And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally Phenomenal woman That's me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them They say they still can't see. I say It's in the arch of my back The sun of my smile The ride of my breasts The grace of my style. I'm

Spoke Love ,body Language
Could see it in his eyes No need to question A way he was gazing Gave erotic suggestion His hand reached mine With gentle squeeze No need for words His eyes asking please Began with my answer Just a tender stroke Softly we caressed Body language spoke Each desire being met Where eyes appeal Arousing response Every curve I reveal Embraced to the touch Willingly we persue Following the need Lips softer than dew Being blissfully aware We moan and sigh Sensually expressing In passions we unify

Spokenword(video Blog) : Masked By Marq
This was a flyer from a night I headlined a poetry reading at a local Caf'e ~[]~ Many people wear mask to concealed they are fake Talking trash in their head,... while they smile in your face Then as soon as you are out of earshot,... they bash you to your peers Phony ass friends that would mock your tears They’re two-faced frauds with wicked intent Manipulating others, so perceptions are bent They will lie & they will cheat Trust them if you dare But the cycle is bound to repeat & leave you worse for the wear Marq, my words Sooner or later their treacherous ways Will surface again to leave you dazed It’s a cycle of trickery that chisels away At your faith in others, compounding your dismay So be careful whom you believe, for there are but a few. Be weary of the counterfeit; to thy own self be true. And to the bogus beings, covertly on the make. Pick a face & be real for god sake! Copyright 2007 'All Rights Reserved' S.M(arQ).Hall Written: 12

Spokenword(video Blog) : Intellectual Barrage By Marq
This was a flyer from a night I headlined a poetry reading at a local Caf'e ~[]~ This is a poem, just for the Hel of it. To singe your minds, just for the smell of it. Perplexing intellects dispensing perpetual rhetoric. jus To... torture pedophiles,.. who claim they’ve been celibate. Unlocking doors of enlightened perceptions, And shooting down absurd claims, with poetic conceptions. no there is no one point to make, everything is relevant. In this soliloquy, with passion, I tell it. I’ll defy all reason, just to watch contempt rise Then.. rectify each verse in a cryptic disguise Encode blasphemous notions in long lost scripts Just to twist revered doctrines with my wit Incite battalions to war solely by my will An alter your reality from what you thought was real Redefining views with my razor sharp tongue While femmes are seduced…now, just for fun. Hurling blunt renditions to outer worlds, Invoking western winds, keeps my flag unfurled. Banishing

Spokenword(video Blog) : The Art Of Seduction By Marq
This was a flyer from a night I headlined a poetry reading at a local Caf'e ~[]~ Massage, Masseuse, You’re to tight, get loose. Baby Breathe deep, Come on… relax a lil bit… Just let your body fall limp, An stop biting your lip. Here we are, lay down on the couch In the candle light, exploring by mouth Leaving glistening salvia trails across soft skin Lip locked, prepared for twirls & spins Slippery & sliding, tongues will flick. Across swollen tips, to lick two nips. From soft to hard with three moist, kiss. With most clothes still on, but steady grinding hips We dilly & dally, searching our valleys Every crevasse & protrusion How sweet her taste, inducing dream like states, Reveries of erotic illusions Now shedding our clothes, I tear through her hose, An with one quick jerk, Send the buttons soaring from my shirt, Into the air & before they can hit the floor, We are bare chest to breast, Flesh on flesh, Both, craving & begging for more Sticking

Spokenword(video Blog) : The Machine By Marq
This was a flyer from a night I headlined a poetry reading at a local Caf'e ~[]~ First, let me explain how I will start You see, I came today just to share my art I didn’t come here with cute lil anecdotes, Or with names of fame & their over used quotes. Nor with fanciful ways of describing birds, Only sharp & blunt words & descriptive verbs. That force themselves out of me from a lack & meaning To provide more purpose to a world that’s needing A little more depth & a lot more feeling Than these shallow puppets of masses conceding To mundane routines, resulting in a severe psychosis. Your humanity is filtered out through reverse osmosis. Like a parasite inside, you are who the host is Recruiting consumer militia to proportions atrochis Using propaganda, advertising & the media. Through their Jargon, & babble, The pompous work & kneed you Then flog & beat you Til you’re damn near see through Then they put you through the grinder & cast their mold & Wrap you

Spokenword(video Blog) : Retaliatory Strike By Marq
This was a flyer from a night I headlined a poetry reading at a local Caf'e ~[]~ ***Explanation of the poem read, At a Poets night at a local cafe*** Awhile back, I suffered some criticism from my seasoned poetic peers. The general consensus seemed to be that a few of my works sound like lectures. And to be honest I would have taken that as a compliment, But to be compared to a preacher in a tent was rather insulting. I challenge others to attempt to communicate large amounts of information & truth In rhyme & meter, it is not as easy as you may think & will usually sound like a speech, The sole intent of those works was to dispel stereotypes, misconceptions, & lies condemning pagans from other religions attempting to promote their own faith. Paganism has no doctrine, it is the absence of dogma, I call it catma. So how could it be viewed as a sermon? I typically detest the training of minds in any form; my poetry is like any others. A way of getting out my internalize

Spokenword :(pagan Vs. Priest) By Marq
Preacher man (Pagan vs. priest) Round one I recall one day, I was idly walking, wearing my pentacle. When I was approached by a minister. He appeared weary an a bit cynical. Upon observing my charm, he then said. Oh poor boy, I do feel sorry for you lad. Are you not afraid you are going to hell? “Not really, hell exists in dogma, that’s your prison cell.” Cell? I am not imprisoned; with my god I am as free as a bird.” “Are you really? Or are you disillusioned and blinded by the word?” I hear not your blasphemy! Kneel now, Worship god our father! So I fell face down to kiss the ground, revering sweet Earth our mother “You deny him publicly, still you this does not bother?” To quote Nietche “god is dead” dear brother, Please know, all we have is each other.” “Oh you’re a lost cause I REBUKE YOU DEMON!” He screamed, while he opened his Cadillac door, still steaming. “Nice car there reverend, good to see you remain humble.” He glared; thumbing through his keys, stea

Spoke
Its like Im in another world Something hanging over my head I just cant put my finger on it Its on the tip of my toung But no words seem to to leave my mouth Feeling like I spoke But no one has heard me How can I be saved Reaching out maybe my only power I hold the keys in the palm of my hands Grounded by the universe Connected with the souls of all the heavens Healing me with peace Finding my destination in life and after life

Spoke
The white has been drawn The weight has been dropped The black has drowned And the red’s been caught I’ll paint stars in the back of your thought Can you smell the medium at the end of my touch? Burst out the shoulder Stomp on the gas Put chisel to boulder And beat out a castle Raid, raze, rob, pillage and rape, I like to play in the messes I’ve created No spoils, no prisoners, no survivors, everything gets laid to waste I really shouldn’t have nice things Because I really fucking like to break them My toy chest is a sight to see All the eyes are torn out and I can’t replace them I’ll grab one limb you grab three And we’ll see who winds up with the bigger piece I sucked on air and cut my teeth I clutched my throat and realized I was breathing

Spoken Word ~ Masked By Marq
Masked Many people wear mask to concealed they are fake Talking trash in their head, while they smile in your face Then as soon as you are out of earshot, they bash you to your peers Phony ass friends that would mock your tears They’re two-faced frauds with wicked intent Manipulating others, so perceptions are bent They will lie & they will cheat Trust them if you dare But the cycle is bound to repeat & leave you worse for the wear Marq, my words Sooner or later their treacherous ways Will surface again to leave you dazed It’s a cycle of trickery that chisels away At your faith in others, compounding your dismay So be careful whom you believe, for there are but a few. Be weary of the counterfeit; to thy own self be true. And to the bogus beings, covertly on the make. Pick a face & be real for goddess sake! 12/06/05 S.M.Hall

Spoken Word ~ The Art Of Seduction By Marq
Jus for the Ladies :D The Art of Seduction Massage, Masseuse, You’re to tight, get loose. Baby Breathe deep, Come on… relax a lil bit… Just let your body fall limp, An stop biting your lip. Here we are, lay down on the couch In the candle light, exploring by mouth Leaving glistening salvia trails across soft skin Lip locked, prepared for twirls & spins Slippery & sliding, tongues will flick. Across swollen tips, to lick two nips. From soft to hard with three moist, kiss. With most clothes still on, but steady grinding hips We dilly & dally, searching our valleys Every crevasse & protrusion How sweet her taste, inducing dream like states, Reveries of erotic illusions Now shedding our clothes, I tear through her hose, An with one quick jerk, Send the buttons soaring from my shirt, Into the air & before they can hit the floor, We are bare chest to breast, Flesh on flesh, Both, craving & begging for more Sticking together from our thick sweat Trickling, &

Spokane Barbie's
Subject: New Spokane Area Barbie Collection Mattel recently announced the release of the improved limited-edition Barbie Dolls for the Greater Spokane market: "South Hill Barbie" This princess Barbie is sold only at the Riverpark Square Mall. She comes with an assortment of assorted platium credit-cards,navel piercing, a Lexus SUV, a long-haired foreign dog named Honey and a cookie cutter house. Available with or without tummy tuck and face lift. Workaholic Ken sold only in conjunction with the augmented version. They might give you a run for their money, so often times you can't afford them. "Spokane Valley Barbie" The modern day homemaker Barbie is available with Ford Wind star Minivan and matching gym outfit. She gets lost easily and has no full-time occupation. Traffic jamming cell phone sold separately. "Hillyard Barbie" This recently paroled Barbie comes with a 9mm handgun, a Ray Lewis knife,a tongue and eyebrow piercing, a Chevy with dark tin

Spoken Word ~ Intellectual Barrage By Marq
Intellectual Barrage Click Play In The Center^^ Intellectual Barrage This is a poem, just for the Hel of it. To singe your minds, just for the smell of it. Perplexing intellects dispensing perpetual rhetoric. Just'a torture pedophiles, who claim they’ve been celibate. Unlocking doors to enlightened perceptions, And shooting down absurd claims, with poetic conceptions. Nah there's no one point to make, cuz everything is relevant. In this soliloquy, with passion, I tell it. I’ll defy all reason, just to watch contempt rise Then rectify each verse in a cryptic disguise Encode my blasphemous notions in long lost scripts Just to twist revered doctrines with my wit Incite battalions to war solely by my will An alter your reality from what you thought was real Redefining views with my razor sharp tongue While femmes are seduced now… just for fun. Hurling blunt renditions into outer worlds, Invoking west

Spokenword(video Blog) : Fu'poetry By Marq
Fu Poetry... A Message To My Haters And the shallow... The Drama Queens and Point/Attention Whores This goes out to all my haters... The two faced fuckers & the shallow imitators, You think these Drama queens & cam whores mean what they say? Its just their method to be noticed... For their own ego's Sake Coming online just for shits & giggles, Mind fucks, & wastes of time, I should have figured... You are merely hams for the cam... How you love to be seen Str8^ Chat hoz & attention fiends It's like a video game to you... u don't give a fuck, Cuz you'll just make it go away with one click or touch. How sad & pathetic that you're so fake, You'd rather hide your face... Than to be put in your place Well, I've had enough now, I detest your ways & this web of deceit that has spawned my rage This is my coming, call me karmas messenger, I am sorting out the frauds... No disrespect to the rest of ya. But my disappointment in humanity has been growing all the whil

Spokenword(video Blog) : The Machine By Marq
The Machine First, let me explain how I will start You see, I came today just to share my art I didn’t come here with cute lil anecdotes, Or with names of fame & their over used quotes. Nor with fanciful ways of describing birds, Only sharp & blunt words & descriptive verbs. That force themselves out of me from a lack & meaning To provide more depth to a world that’s needing A little more purpose & a lot more feeling Than these shallow puppets of masses conceding To mundane routines, resulting in a severe psychosis. Your humanity is filtered out through reverse osmosis. Like a parasite inside, you are who the host is Recruiting consumer militia to proportions atrocious Using propaganda, advertising & the media. Through all their Jargon, & babble, The pompous work & kneed you Then flog & beat you Til you’re damn near see through Then they put you through the grinder & cast their mold & Wrap you up in plastic, packaged to be sold Spit out fraudulent cookie cutter

Spokenword(video Blog) : Slavery Incorporated By Marq
Slavery Incorporated In this rendition, I fight submission With every fiber of my being Hell no, I won’t listen or succumb to a submissive By the power that you’re welding You are not superior, this is purely circumstantial Just lucky you do not suffer these financial Bills & debts that plague us meager Yet we are stronger, & you are weaker Cause, if we switched places, you would just die Oh dear god I can’t live on 225.00 Praying on your knees you would rave & writhe Have a pity party & commit suicide So ashamed that you fell from the upper classes Dying a poor self-righteous pompous bastard I’d even engrave that in your tombstone Jus to announce & make known To future generations so they can all see That you sir were the epitome of the gluttonous & greedy Yea me?I found myself falling into that same abyss But I saved myself from joining you prick It was when my constitution was weak & my morale was low This blaze of passion was subsiding so I caught myself b

Spokenword(video Blog) : Untitled.. & Heretic By Marq
Untitled Why must everything I say taken so seriously? Through one sided perceptions Twisting the words, you hear from me Over analyzed exaggerated & out of context Manipulating my speech Have you not realized yet That I’ll write whatever comes to my mind At a particular moment or at that specific time It doesn’t mean that it’s my philosophy Just that I had the thought An I wrote when it came to me I’ll concoct a rhyme just to invoke a feeling Or to define my life an give it more meaning I’ll keep a line just because I think its cute Or for its crucial truth that’s impossible to refute.. Heretic For what is it exactly that I am disliked? Is it for my honesty & blunt thinking? Or for my words & the ways that I am speaking? Is it for my religious beliefs or lack of faith there of? Or for my tempered heart from lack of love? Is it my ways & thoughts & my opinions being wrought Or for my honor & the fierceness in which I've fought? Telling me "You often

Spokenword(video Blog): Epiphany By Marq
Epiphany Its time for a rhyme, To divide your mind. Into half, streamlined, The left from right. Diagnose your affliction, & Mental Condition. Dissect your third eye, To free your soul, I Restore its sight, An bring to light, The 4th dimension, Of advanced insight. Merge sacred geometry, With Astrology, To numerology, For a sound ideology Without scare tactics Or hypocritical habits Free of beast of burdens & the stigma of murder I am saved, I am reborn To the goddess mother And a god with horns By divine duality Beautifully adorned To a earthly reality I so adore Been Blessed with might Through ancient rites Bestowed sacred wisdoms An infinite vision Of life on this planet I live an understand it I am rooted like a tree Nature surges through me I feel her energy she is alive Despite our tries to make her die We are but a virus on this land A surface Nueces that is man Consuming every natural resource Then what? War & pillage of course But plagues &

Spokenword(video Blog) : Injustice By Marq
Injustice Impenetrable, impregnable, An armor-clad rebel. At war with injustice, For these scales are not level. Governmental minions, collapse in ranks, Left disheveled. By a lone Norse soldier, Welding truth as my weapon. For, Michael Jackson is a pedophile, Guilty indicts this neo pagan. An O.J. is a killer; The juice went bad, he’s not worth saving Their innocents was bought, leaving victims distraught, all left in Shambles from atrocity, the hypocrisy, of this system But, I wonder… why Scott Peterson couldn’t escape you Oh, I that’s right he didn’t have enough money To fill his lawyers tummies & pack their pots full of honey An some of you watched this & chuckle at the dummies Just a comic strip, being played out like Sunday funnies But me, I fume, boil & grow numb see To watch the rabid rabbits rip up the remorseful bunnies They are real people, constantly watched on a monthly Basis to deface us in the eyes of our community So we must cleave through th

Spokenword(video Blog) : Manifesto : The Skalds Soliloquy By Marq
Manifesto : The Skalds Soliloquy I am a metaphorical solider, but more often? Called freak. Come to assault your faults & defend our weak. Using my pen as my weapon, refined to a thin line. Precision guided to raise the moral of my kind. Through welding inspiration & desire. Slinging passion & fire… Out from my fingertips, energy ebbs & flows, In this sharp verse, you maybe cut down, son, You best run now… go! Because I liberate P.O.W.s in dogmatic prisons, And release trapped spirits from hypocritical systems. Establish myself a new age leader, High level general in spirit, tipping scales that teeter. Garrison a legion of witches all poised for battle On this literary field of war, I ride high in the saddle My mission is not to hold a sermon or to preach But rather to clear up misconceptions, to edify &… teach Ok Class? Question 1. How many pagans were murdered for not believing like them? Millions at least, in god’s name, amen, Justified murder, all conde

Spokenword(video Blog) : The Valkyrie’s Quest By Marq
The Valkyrie’s Quest A knight was told a tale about a passage to another realm having no glories left here for him He gathered his sword and helm Many days he wandered, many nights he slept On his honor Sword on his hip he trudged on seeking herald An the magic places of the world until The champion came upon the veil of Fay When knights did ride abroad. He cut a slash through the ancient shroud Piercing the mythic fog. Entering, upon the edge of land and sky, On the ridge of dreams and thought. Dwelling there, for his search did lie, In a realm that bards had sought. He came upon the mount of Thor, And glimpsed a maiden fair. Then lost his heart like fabled knights of lore, To a Valkyrie with crimson hair. "I swear to you I will be true," He whispered to the maid. The sun & moon, I will give to you, For never shall they fade." She laughed at him, and then turned away. "You think I seek fool things? Tell me what use have I, For the su

Spoke
Its like I'm in another world Something hanging over my head I just cant put my finger on it Its on the tip of my tong But no words seem to to leave my mouth Feeling like I spoke But no one has heard me How can I be saved Reaching out maybe my only power I hold the keys in the palm of my hands Grounded by the universe Connected with the souls of all the heavens Healing me with peace Finding my destination in life and after life

Spokenword(video Blog) : Enraged By Marq
A quiet popular way to show ones poetic prowess Is to concoct descriptive ways to destroy an opponent I , being a fan of such styles, enjoy writing like this, it helps to vent aggression A little rough around the edges but you will get the point Enraged I am enraged in a rage Caged in a cage Phased but not dazed Gettin blazed & amazed Raise but not razed Weigh but not weighed Crazy but not crazed Just do shit my way I may pay but I am not paid & yes I might make but I’m never made I just emblaze & evade Spraying arrays of razor blades While radiating a toxic haze Merely through my subtle gaze Emitting X ray waves To summon eminent rains I unleash my Great Danes Severing your vital veins An Inflicting fatal pains Bring an end to your cruel reign I watched the blood drain & observe you fall lame All twisted & maimed See, This is a verbal slaughter I hope you are ready to be martyred? Come on, join the half hearted Of those dearly departed This i

Spokenword(video Blog) : Retaliatory Strike By Marq
Retaliatory Strike So what, I am a pagan poet, get over it! I will write about anything I wish. Put my opinions in harsh words, to take great risk. Why should that bother anyone, it is only my views? Would you rather I whittle a way to torment you? OK ? so!, You wanna muzzle my mouth to muffle my bark But, who the fuck are you to critique my art? Just leave me be, go translate your French writers Pick through them all, to sit down an decipher An Interpret every verse just to see If they can evoke half of the feeling as me Cause I don’t wanna here a thing from Jaq debonair With his plague of vague statements, in a lullaby of yawners About how he took a sip of coffee, then flicked his ashes The one he left crying was me I imagine & he said I sound like hip-hop, well hey that’s cool, Cuz Any layman knows rap is poetry too But I don’t really agree I’m no Eminem, I’m more like a poet that you’d see on Def Jam Though you’ve probably never heard of it or paid any atte

Spoke Some More
Well we did have the opportunity to speak a little more on cam and mic tonight. He was stressing on different financial issues, such as he will need another type of insurance for the work he is doing, right now he is paying like 600 euros for the current insurance and it will add an additional 300 euros a month, then he has child support, he is working on getting his license and a car for the business since he works a few hours away. At that time I told him I feel like I am a burden on him, the first thing QUICKLY out of his mouth was WHATS that for BULLSHIT. I told him that he keeps me in food, cigarettes etc. He said he wouldnt do it if he couldnt. He also told me the money he is saving in the jar can be used for my ticket back here to Germany. So that at least tells me what he wants. He asked me about getting an apartment in Spokane, I dont think he realizes just how much that costs. and when I told him I didnt have furniture or anything else, I think he was didnt realize that I had

Spoken Word In The Key Of Silence.
Swallowing my weakness once again. You know it takes strength to be alone. Who are you to judge? The struggling child you are. Never going to love again. Not like you loved me. I played my position well, in this game. You know that one; the one you imagined. "But why do I play it?" you ask. Isn't, I say isn't it obvious? I have never won. No trophy; to parade for my existence. No one to say, "I won my greatest prize." Too long I cheered for those that needed it. I need mine now. I loved and loved and loved. So much that I can not love anymore. Backing myself in a corner. Love no longer... (more to come)

Spoken Word
I wonder what tomorrow may bring, or better yet what shall become of me. It is in the dormant domicile of solitude I see gloom and despair. The streets are covered with young sweet innocent black berries and lost diamonds of Africa. Our culture has shifted into the new made master driven "Willie Lynch" Doctrine of the cracka. In colour codes we demean and belittle our fellow brother and sister as if they themselves are the trash that stinks up the land fill and denies us water. The lil child sleeps beside a soul less body, the man waits to rape the precious innocent while she looses whatever life she has knowm. Children of today are the ones of Tomorrow. Lest we forget the walking are not all without soul. Lexy nov4/07 Just a lil rant we should all do it!

Spoke In The Wheel
Lord, I Question Whether I've had my fill Lord, I Question whether I can take much more you may laugh as I lay here bleeding no more afters or befores Some day you'll know just how I feel you left me there twice before Some day you'll know just how it feels shattered, cast aside, stripped of your pride like you were never nothing special made you feel like another spoke in the wheel so you say im just another dollar so you say I'm just another day yeah once my blood was strong but now its jaded and its thin unlike you I can still tell right from wrong some day you'll know just how it feels while you left me there twice before some day you'll know just how it feels shattered, cast aside, stripped of your pride like you were never nothing special made you feel like another spoke in the wheel some day you'll know just how it feels while you left me there twice before some day you'll kno

Spoken Wordz
I DO NOT APOLOGIZE THOUGH OFTEN I TELL THESE LIES FEEBLE ATTEMPT TO MASK AND HIDE THAT PART OF ME TO WHICH YOU'RE BLIND TO SEE AS I HAPPILY FREE MYSELF FROM YOUR RESTRICTIONS MY SELF CONVICTIONS MY DESIRES, OR SHOULD I SAY ADDICTIONS KEEPING ME HERE BUT NOT TAKING ME THERE YOU ASK WHERE? AND GIVE A BLANK STARE WITH OPEN EYES BUT SO CLOSEMINDED I DECLINE AND NEED NO ALIBI YOU CANNOT PROVIDE THE DEDICATION STIMULATION NOR CONCENTRATION TO AWAKEN THIS IMAGINATION THIS SUPERIOR CREATION SPRINKLED BY DIVINITY BY BIRTHRIGHT ROYALTY KISSED WITH IMMORTALITY

"spoke The Spiders."
“Spoke the Spiders” “Step into my parlour.”, Said the spider to the fly To most kids it’s a childhood rhyme, a fantasy, a lie But not to you, my precious pet, my loving wife so dear For you a deep set phobia, for you a Hellish fear Your Achillie’s Hell so to speak, our eight legged furry friends Of whom the merest mention, into a panic sends Yes, just the thought sends you screaming, and clawing at the door Not to mention how you go insane when one is crawling across the floor Long ago I abandoned hope, in time I gave up trying To tell you they were harmless, when I found you crying Jammed into a corner, or huddled in a ball When one so small, it could barely be seen, hung there upon the wall But I never forgot the impact, that spiders had upon your mind The biggest ones or the little guys, suspended by a line The fear and terror they drove home into your pretty head Or the horror of an empty web, made from nature’s thread I always tried to shield you, from t

Spokane Pbr All Lies
Okay folks, here are the screen shots from the PBR site of the results of the Spokane Enterprise tour. His name is nowhere to be found on any of it and still not found in the rider search. Here is the link below to go look for yourselves and see just what a liar and con artist he really is!He never rode in that event as he claimed! http://www.pbrnow.com/competition/ent/eventLoad.cfm?id=1282

Spoken Words #2
Let us prayOur Father who dwell not in Heaven. But who dwelleth in the abyss. In the universal symbol of the hexagram. Positive and negative, above and below,admonish our bodies so that we may do our will. Our Father who dwell not in Heaven, give us power to smite the Christians. Give us the power to use our words as our weapons to bring an end to the Aeon of slave religions.So mote it beFor we are soldiers in a journey of times past. The great mysteries thathave unvieled themselves like a blind person seeing for the first timebut knowing nothing but brail. Let our cause be right and fit even ifit earns us a spot in what they call Hell. Our seeds grow in your offices in your officials and your presidents, only by a ruling elite class was the seed givin' to those that inherit him.So mote it beAnd now that you have been cleansed. Embraced by the love of Babylon through the new Aeon. Only after a force of destruction may you be reborn. Be it your soul is torn and left to mourn the scorned

Spoken Words #1
My mind is ripped like Bible pages torn and scattered in the ancientlands. I spoke to the hidden one and the hidden one told me I must writethese Doctrines of The Damned. I must spread them across the Aeonsof time and space. For the eternity of damnation is nothing more thanfive minutes in this world and so I take cover in what some call a Uholy place.I have evoked a feeling and conscequences brought forth by the waking dream of society. I have enclosed Gnosis and power for those who will choose to listen. But for many that get this record their minds will become more of a confined prison. I will pray for you, but not to some fake God that shakes his fingers at us, yelling down to the earth for we do not follow his will. But to the dead souls decades past, remember always for the weak will be nothing more than killed. i have traveled vast distance and seen these United States. I have spoken to the prophet a politician with contracts and a breifcase. And he said unto meYou are dead, but

Spoken Word/pussy Talk
Abraham Greatson, Amber Steel, Tasia Sutor, Dr. Suzy, Ana Foxxx, Chris Gore, Kiki Daire. Photo: L'Erotique Length: 01:34:02 Date: 02/04/2012 Erotic “Spoken Word” poetry fills the Womb Room as hardcore body language, wide-open pussy talk and operatic orgasms expand the conversation. This spoken word session, dedicated to my old lover, the late great spoken word storyteller, Spalding Gray, turns orgasms into poetry, a pipe into a dildo and a grand anal finale. As always, it happens in my Speakeasy, where we speak easy about sex, which is not always so easy to Continued Click Here »

Spoken Word Poetry: 1
Hard to breath, Nervous, feel the fluttering of butterfly's. Am i murdering uncontrollably? I look a pone you and can't see. For your beauty is brighter then the sun. Behind that pretty smile and pretty eye's I am hoping there is a warm heart waiting for mine. How can this one person make me daydream with out my mind? Seeing thing's i never could with my eye's. My heart carries the beauty watch is pain to the brain driving me insane frying my brain like cocaine. I am feeling a love like ultra violent ray's and x ray's warming my insides causing a meltdown shutting down my mouth where i cant ask you out. As the angles moan a song for this man that can't speak. If i let her go with out saying a word. I'll never fall a sleep in my own sheets. I jump to my feet to kiss the kiss that was on its way to me that i almost never discovered for all i heard was my butterfly's and uncontrollable mudders. Awakened by a kiss that felt l

Spoken Word Free Hand
I FELT FOR IT ONCE AND TWICE AGAIN YOUR WORD THE POISONOUS DRUG PRESENTED LIKE CANDY I SWALLOWED YOUR BITTER PILL GLADLY IT CHANGED MY WHOLE OUTLOOK AND GAVE ME HOPE AND SNATCHED IT BACK SENT ME ON A ROLLER COASTER OF EMOTIONS WHEN MY ANGER WAS KINDLED YOU GAVE IT TO ME TO EASE THE COMMOTION I LOVE YOU IS JUST A PHRASE SOMETHING TOO SAY WHEN I BEGAN TO DESPISE.THE LIE'S THAT THE PILL MADE ME ACCEPT THEY SERVED AS TRANQUILIZERS TO PUT TO SLEEP MY FREE WILL AND SENSE OF SELF RESPECT YOU BUILT ME UP TOLD ME SWEET NOTHINGS I"M THIS I"M THAT AND MUCH MORE TO BE EXACT I TOOK THESE THINGS TO HEART BECAUSE I KNOW I"AM IN FACT YOU MADE ME BELIEVE THAT I"AM DIFFERENT BUT I'VE COME TO TERMS WITH THE FACT THAT TO YOU I" AM NOT I'M JUST THE FILLER THE ONE TO SATIATE YOUR RIGHT NOW NEEDS AND BE DIPOSED OF WHEN I DECIDE TO STOP LETTING YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE OF MY MERCY YOU CAN NO LONGER FOOL ME FROM THE BEGINNING YOU WERE SELECTIVELY TRUTHFUL REVEALED THE TRUTH WHEN YOU WANTED BUT DEMANDED ALL OF IT FRO

The Spongebob Squarepants Movie
The popular cartoon character, from Nickelodeon, finally makes his big screen debut. The film is based off the famous animated TV show, about a yellow sponge whom works as a fry cook at the Krusty Krab in Bikini Bottom, and it's also known for the famous Krabby Patty which is supposedly the most delectable dish in the sea. In the film, Plankton devises a scheme to steal the formula to make his own Krabby Patties and in the process get Mr. Krabs out of the picture. Therefore, Plankton steals King Neptune's crown and frames Mr. Krabs, so he would destroy Mr. Krabs while Plankton would steal the Krabby Patty formula and in the process, try to take over the world. However, SpongeBob and his friend Patrick, the starfish, volunteer to retrieve the crown and thwart Plankton's evil plan. I'll admit this film did have its moments, but I don't know if I would've seen it in theatres. The quality in animation isn't that great in comparison to other animated films, and the story does seem a bit sub

Spontanious Combution And Someting To Talk About
whats rather spontanious to? if somebody spontanious combusts and came back to life everyday and became smarter everytime u do it would u like to combust? ------------------------------- whats there to talk about? hows everyone doing?

The Sponge
One day a little Cork boy walked in on his mother in the shower. The boy pointed to his mother's pussy and said "What’s that mommy?". The mother not wanting to explain the facts of life to the boy said "that’s my sponge" the boy satisfied with the answer went out. A few days later the boy again walked in on his mother in the shower. The night before the mother had shaved completely. The boy noticing the difference asked the mother "where is your sponge?". The mother said she lost it and the boy satisfied went outside again.. All of a sudden the boy ran back in. "Mommy, mommy I found your sponge!I was looking in Mrs. Murphy’s back window and I saw Mrs. Murphy washing daddy's face with it!"

Spontaneous Thoughts
Random Thoughts Category: Blogging Comedians should be in charge of everything. They're real people, not politicians. They are the only people in the world that speak the truth without fear of consequence, because everyone just laughs. What if they were required to listen instead of laugh? Celebrities should be banned from speaking their personal opinion about anything. I always wanted a house-trained pet owl. Feeding time would be gross with company around, but imagine the factor strength of it as a conversation piece! Your purpose in life is to eat, grow, respond to stimulation, reproduce, and die. Remove one of these things, and you are less of a life than you were tasked to be. Imagine a plant. A plant is life. Does a plant really give a shit if it is happy or ask why it's there? Marilyn Manson is considered one of the greatest entrepeneurs in the history of american consumer markets. Traditional Christians hate his ass with a passion. I don't think these

Spontaneous
We all want to be spontaneous. We want to grab life with vigor and shake all we can out of it! But, some of us think too much. Our obsessive desire to analyze everything to death grabs hold and we in turn ruin many if life..s special moments ... The spontaneous moments. Here..s an example. Two individuals are faced with a romantic weekend away. Let..s see how they each respond: The Truly Spontaneous person .. ..Wow, a weekend in the mountains! I..ll bet this is going to be an adventure. I can..t wait! This is fun. The room is nice. The weather is great. My partner is being very romantic. Wow, what a fabulous time! The trip was great. The romance .... great! I can..t wait till we get another opportunity like that... The Overly Analytical Person .. ..My partner has asked me to go to the mountains for the weekend. I wonder what he/she is after. How should I dress? After all I don..t want seem too eager do I? Good thing I brought all my clothes

Sponge-wax Ecstatic
When things just aren't going your way Like a problem hair you pluck or shave? But shaving got to be such a bore and you deserve so much more and happyness is just a purchace away Angelina it'll fix your hunchback Angelina it'll help your time pass Angelina here's a forcast Angelina it's science we never laugh Here's something that is automatic It's Wax Ecstatic When life is nothing less than tragic It's Wax Ecstatic When life has lost all it's magic It's Wax Ecstatic When life can't promise the fantastic It's Wax Ecstatic Throw all your troubles away you'll nothing left that you want to save With this circus you'll need nothing more and all your troubles walk out the door and it's all just a phone call away Angelina it'll fix your hunchback Angelina it'll help your time pass Angelina here's a forcast Angelina it's science we never laugh Here's something that is automatic It's Wax Ecstatic When life is nothing less than tragic It's Wax Ecstatic W

The Sponsor Letter!!!
To benefit: Aubrey Rose Foundation ♥ 4480 Oakville Dr. ♥ Cincinnati, Ohio 45211 ♥ 513.265.5801 ♥ www.aubreyrose.org In Spring, 2007, the Aubrey Rose Foundation will host the American Girl Fashion Show; a delightfully entertaining, multi-generational fundraising event. Proceeds from this event will fund programs and services to help families with children facing life-threatening illnesses. The American Girl Fashion Show is coming the Oscar Center in Cincinnati, April 20th- 22nd. The fashion show provides an entertaining and educational look at how generations of American girls have used clothing to express their own unique styles and personalities. Over 300 local girls will model historical fashion- from daywear and sleepwear to special occasion clothing – like popular Multi-cultural American Girl dolls Felicity, Josefina, Kirsten, Addy, Samantha, Kit and Molly might have worn. Other featured fashions include American Girl’s line of fun, contemporary casual w

40 Spontaneous Questions
1. Where will you be in an hour? Possibly sleeping. It's 1 am now. 2. Who will be your next kiss? Probably Sean's back. 3. Is there something purple within 10 feet of you? the haze. 4. Are you wearing socks right now? No, never if I can help it. 5. When was the last time you went out of state? I travel to Ma. and back all the time. 6. Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days? Nope 7. What was the last thing you had to drink? Iced hazelnut coffee. 8. What are you wearing right now? Yellow Champion t-shirt and white shorts. 9. What was your last purchase? Dunkins and butts. 10. What's the last thing you wrote down? Can't remember.. Good thing I wrote it down huh? 11. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? April in Cali. 12. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week? hmm...nope 13. Do you have a pet? Many of them! 14. What's the last sporting event you watched? Cars racing eachother on Bull Run. 15. What

Spontantious Combustion
hahaha here it goes.my names stele,my bio sucks lol.im a private person so i decided to make my blog.btw i cant spell have the time ill spell later maybe.yeah im in a chair i fought a car and lost.its not that bad cause im at ass level which can rule sometimes. and when i get hugs bOObs in my face.my first week on here i got banned cause i gave people 7's like i fuckin knew it was wrong oh well.sorry lmao.my favorite word is fuck and probaly my most used term is thats gay hahahah. thanks to the 3 that let me violate there pages ,patti,willie and chort i think i forgot his fuckin name.lets see my favorite online status thus far is "caught ya look and you dont like me bite me,yet i can never find that dudes send tab lol.i ama who i am i dont make up shit .i have a compulisive personality i have played my games since i found cherrytap guess its time it race again.thanks to all those who i met.can that shout box be any fuckin smaller .my favorite profile song i think it is "short dick man"

Spontanious Combustion
On a beach, ocean breeze. They walk hand in hand. fingers intertwined.... talking not of anything important, just getting to know one another... The shadow of the moon reflects all around. Nothing else exist, only their two voices for sound. She looks at him and their eyes lock. Electricity striking on a calm night. Intensity between them drawing them together. Lips interlocking.... slow soft subtle.. Tongues exploring each other... Sensual, sexual..attraction.... Animal magnetism... Hands roaming exploring ... Sparks igniting, Lust blossoming.... That yearning begins a crave... a need Slowly discovering...uncovering.....uniting... Becoming one with each other..with Mother Earth..... Finding their way down to the sand..... deep...sensual...wet..kisses..... The heat of the night .....of that very moment....Intense! The world stops.....nothing in existence but the two of you. Time stands still.... Passion so intense so..irresistible... Insatiable for each other

Sponger Liar User And You Have Your Nerve To Still Show Your Face
WELL WELL I SEE YOUR ON DON'T YOU HAVE ANY SHAME GUESS NOT I LEARNED THE HARD WAY HUH AND TOLD WHAT YOU SAID " YOU PAID FOR EVERYTHING BACK THE FUCK UP HERE HO " I SUPPORTED YOUR LAZY ASS FROM WHEN JULY 7TH TO THE DAY BEFORE I THREW YOU OUT WHILE SITTING ON THE COMPUTER 24/7 AND ON THE PHONE FOR 6 HRS WELL WELL DO TELL YOUR LIES I WOKE UP TO YOUR SCAMMING HUH SHAME SHAME ON YOU TENNESSEE CAT YOU WILL GET YOURS IN TIME === '..SWEETDREAMS DELIGHT..WIFE TO MY SWEETHEART FREEBIRD!!..DIAMONDS ARE A GIRLS BEST FRIEND' spewed forth the following at '2007-11-16 08:11:03'.. > > > === '~ WITCHESBREW ~OWNER OF DEATH BBG SPECIAL FORCES ~ Fu Wifey TO KAGE ~ 2 C'S ~' spewed forth the following at '2007-11-16 08:05:36'.. > > > > YOU HAVE YOUR GULL TO BE HERE I DON'T THINK SO > > SPONGER USER LIAR LAZY MMMM WHO'S THE SUCKER NOW HUH , THANK GOD I PUT YOU OUT , AND NASTY TO BOOT > > > > > > > > imikimi - Customize Your World >

Sponger Liar User And You Have Your Nerve To Still Show Your Face(repost For Witchesbrew)
WELL WELL I SEE YOUR ON DON'T YOU HAVE ANY SHAME GUESS NOT I LEARNED THE HARD WAY HUH AND TOLD WHAT YOU SAID " YOU PAID FOR EVERYTHING BACK THE FUCK UP HERE HO " I SUPPORTED YOUR LAZY ASS FROM WHEN JULY 7TH TO THE DAY BEFORE I THREW YOU OUT WHILE SITTING ON THE COMPUTER 24/7 AND ON THE PHONE FOR 6 HRS WELL WELL DO TELL YOUR LIES I WOKE UP TO YOUR SCAMMING HUH SHAME SHAME ON YOU TENNESSEE CAT YOU WILL GET YOURS IN TIME === '..SWEETDREAMS DELIGHT..WIFE TO MY SWEETHEART FREEBIRD!!..DIAMONDS ARE A GIRLS BEST FRIEND' spewed forth the following at '2007-11-16 08:11:03'.. > > > === '~ WITCHESBREW ~OWNER OF DEATH BBG SPECIAL FORCES ~ Fu Wifey TO KAGE ~ 2 C'S ~' spewed forth the following at '2007-11-16 08:05:36'.. > > > > YOU HAVE YOUR GULL TO BE HERE I DON'T THINK SO > > SPONGER USER LIAR LAZY MMMM WHO'S THE SUCKER NOW HUH , THANK GOD I PUT YOU OUT , AND NASTY TO BOOT > >

Sponsor Me In Race For Life
I'm doing race for life for the fifth year running, in memory of a family friend, in celebration of a family member. I'm attempting to raise £150 for cancer research uk by power walking 5km. If you would like to sponsor me please follow the link below. http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/abbottfamily

Sponsor A Soldier
Helping to set up a Auction to show support for our men and women in the Military by having a auction. more details to come but what we like from you is if you or anyone you know is in the military and would like to be in such auction please let us know, only requirement is be in active service and provide a picture of you in uniform.

Sponsor A Soldier
Sponsor a Soldier ...and... This fabulous friend and generous man... Ragnard@ fubar ...came up with a wonderful idea! So many of our service men and women have limited time to be here on Fubar while they are busy fighting for our freedom or spending time with their families before they return to fight some more. Some don't have the means to post a salute to level without access to a camera or a way to upload pictures. So, Ragnard had an AWESOME idea to put together a sort of "auction" for these selfless women and men to give us the opportunity to THANK them for all they do. So there will be bidding like an auction but here's the twist... I, PebblesinAZ, will be doing the work for them. I will rate pics, stash and pimp. Everyone will get the same benefits. I will put together the package and a small crew to help me. So, you won't "own" them per se. You'll be sponsoring a soldier with your gifts and some friends and I will be thanking you for doing so. T

Sponge-i Wanna Lose
There's all that you win There's all that you believe in There's all that you hope for There's where you want more There's all that you fear There's all that you hope to hear There's all that you gather 'Cause nothing else matters I wanna lose And let go of everything And let it die And let it die There's not to begin Let go of the feelin With nothing about it There's no way without it Forget all you know I'll be the first one to let go Life is for giving For no other reason I wanna lose And let go of everything And let it die And let it die I wanna lose And let go of everything And let it die And let it die I wanna lose And let go of everything And let it die And let it die I wanna lose And let go of everything And let it die And let it die I wanna lose And let go of everything And let it die And let it die There's all that you win There's all that you win There's all that you win There's all that you win ------------------------

Sponsored By Silk Day
Tomorrow November 18, 2008 I will be turning on an Auto 11 @ 6am EST. The day is Sponsored by this generous man.. §1lkéÑélÐêr™...Øwned by Hard 2 Handle leave a voice comment pleaseeeeee@ fubarI know, you can't help but see him everywhere, from Blasts to HH to Tickers..lol I swear he is taking over the FU.. and yes, he is as sweet as he appears, love ya guy!! This is me with one of his wonderful creations.. MsCharlotte2U!~No Rate No Add~Stalking~X©ït€M€@ fubarIt isn't any special day, just glad to have another day off..:o) This lady here needs no introLove her to pieces and is so misunderstood, but that's the FU world for you.. Hard 2 Handle ~La*La's FuWife~ Owner of §1lkéÑélÐêr™@ fubar So love up on all of us or one of us. The only thing that would make it a great day would be for all of us to have back to back Happy Hours and all be running Auto 11's..lolHappy Rating!!!Please Re-Post!!

Sponcerin A Lil Kindergarden Girl
as most know i am 30 years old and have no kids of my own. and when i heard that i can sponcer a kid down there i jumped right on it... i choose a lil girl and should be gettin her info in a week or two and will update this blog. this is my chance to give someback to the village that has taken me in and accepted me as one of there own, which is a grate honor for me.

Spontaneity
Running onEmpty - by, Ellen Sue Stern Wherever you go, there you are. - Al-Anon We can worry all the way there, plotting and scheming. Or we can move with a sure heart. Either, we end up in the same place. Often I live by a schedule, and if I'm really overcommited, I even break it up into fifteen-minute increments. Then I follow it religously. Every minute is accounted for; I break into sweat if I fall behind, terrified I won't make the finsih line. But once in a while, even when I'm at my busiest, I throw caution to the wind and toss the Holy Schedule aside. I take the long way home around the lakes. Or spontaneously meet a friend for lunch. I always end up with twice the energy. Affirmation: Everything that happens leads me somewhere

Spongebob Squarepants Causes Learning Problems - Study
The cartoon character SpongeBob SquarePants is in hot water from a study suggesting that watching just nine minutes of that program can cause short-term attention and learning problems in four-year-olds. The problems were seen in a study of 60 children randomly assigned to either watch SpongeBob, or the slower-paced PBS cartoon Caillou or assigned to draw pictures. Immediately after these nine-minute assignments, the kids took mental function tests; those who had watched SpongeBob did measurably worse than the others. Previous research has linked TV-watching with long-term attention problems in children, air yeezy 2011 but the new study suggests more immediate problems can occur after very little exposure - results that parents of young kids should be alert to, the study authors said. Kids' cartoon shows typically feature about 22 minutes of action, so watching a full program "could be more detrimental," the researchers speculated, But they said more evidence is needed to confirm that.

Sponsorship. "nedbank
How Will Tiger Fare? Tiger Woods hasnt won a major championship since 2008. Eli Manning White Jersey . Hes gone 13 majors without a win in the events he once dominated. Still, hes showing signs that hes getting closer. He tied for third at the Open Championship and he was the 36-hole leader at the U.S. Open. Whats let him down is his short game, especially from 125 yards and in. In 2008 when he captured the U.S Open, he was ranked first in proximity from 50-125 yards. This year, hes 134th. While its unfair to make a perfect comparison, it does show where his weakness is. "I was right there at the U.S. Open after two days and I was right there with a chance at the British Open," Woods said on Tuesday. "Things have progressed, but still, not winning a major championship doesnt feel very good." Will the streak of 16 different winners in 16 majors continue? Has there been a more competitive era in golf? Not according to the record books. This is the longest stretch of different winners sin

The Spoons
A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said, "Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like. "The Lord led the holy man to two doors. He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water. The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful, but because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths. The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering. The Lord said, "You have seen Hell." They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large pot of

Spooky Spiders
INGREDIENTS: * 1 cup semisweet chocolate chips or butterscotch chips (6 oz.) * 2 cups chow mein noodles * 1/2 cup pecans, peanuts, or walnut pieces PREPARATION: Cover a baking sheet with waxed paper. In a small saucepan over very low heat, melt chocolate or butterscotch chips. Stir until smooth. Remove from heat. Stir in the chow mein noodles and nuts until thoroughly coated. Drop by spoonfuls onto waxed paper. Chill for 15 minutes or until firm. Remove from refrigerator. Store loosely covered in a cool place.

Spooky Rainy Night
Spooky Rainy Night Stillness fills the night, a quiet almost spooky surrounds the sky. A rumble, and then the rain pours down. I am shaken from a sound sleep the need to be held becomes more intense but you aren’t here. I hear water, is it just the rain? A light barely visible calls me from under the door. I slip into the room. As I draw the curtain back to expose a body that I want and need to be holding me. The reply needs to be made by you, do you invite me into the shower? The room is filled with steam. You take my hands as I step under the rushing water, as you slip me out of my satin gown as it falls to the floor of the garden tub and shower. You kiss the back of my neck and I melt at your touch. I wrap my arms around your neck you as you put your arms around my waist as you pull me in close to you. I feel your body pushing against mine as we start to kiss. You lean me against the wall of the shower as our body press against each other you start running your hands up and do

Spooky Eyeball Tacos
Prep Time: 20 min Total Time: 40 min Makes: 6 servings, 2 tacos each 1 lb. ground beef 1 pkg. (1-1/4 oz.) TACO BELL HOME ORIGINALS Taco Seasoning Mix 12 TACO BELL HOME ORIGINALS Taco Shells 3/4 cup TACO BELL HOME ORIGINALS Thick 'N Chunky Salsa 3/4 cup BREAKSTONE'S or KNUDSEN Sour Cream 1 can (2-1/4 oz.) sliced pitted ripe olives MIX meat and seasoning mix. Shape into 36 (1-inch) balls; place in 15x10x1-inch baking pan. BAKE at 350°F for 15 to 20 minutes or until cooked through. Fill each taco shell with 1 meatball; drizzle with salsa. Top with 2 meatballs dipped in sour cream. Garnish with olives to make "eyeballs."

Spookygirls/chaoschicks/blackmetalbitches Now On Cherry Tap
the spookygirls/chaoschicks/blackmetalbitches are now on cherrytap!! has a bunch of my photowork and much more hehehe ;) http://www.cherrytap.com/spookygirls join it, check it, comment it, and rub one off to it ;) -kristoff

Spooky Stuff Going On
Last night I was in a lot of pain like I usally am but last night it got so bad I passed out.Well while I was out my fiance dead sister entered my body and told him to call his mom.He thought it was me but when I came to I told him I had passed out and we figured out what happened.I am really tired today and still in pain.I am afradi this will happen again because he is refusing to call his mom.Please no negative feedback I know not everyone believes in stuff like this.

"spookshow Baby" (rob Zombie)
Oh High noon dead moon A hangin all over you yeah Devilman yes I can cut a little peice of you yeah Hunger! Inside you Hunger! Hunger! Destroy you Hunger! Swift might dead night That's all right for you yeah Voodoo man yes I can tear it all down for you yeah She's a killer! She's a thriller! Spookshow baby! She's a killer! She's a thriller! Yeah Spookshow baby! Red rain, no pain Fallin down over you yeah Wicked man yes I can a walkin all over you yeah Hunger! Inside you Hunger! Hunger! Destroy you Hunger! She's a killer! She's a thriller! Spookshow baby! She's a killer! She's a thriller! Yeah Spookshow baby! Bright glove, mad love A movin all over you yeah Psycho man yes I can do it all over for you yeah She's a killer! She's a thriller! Spookshow baby! She's a killer! She's a thriller! Yeah Spookshow baby!

Spoon - Kicked Off Pickup Artist
Spoon - kicked off pickup artist Mystery Method uses the term 'value' to describe the benefit of aligning with a person or group with the potential to improve one's reproductive chances (Replication value) or quality of life (Survival value). A big, alpha male poses a large possible threat to other males' S&R value, where a very attractive woman possesses high R value. According to Mystery, women evaluate potential mates primarily in terms of the Survival value they offer, while men evaluate potential mates in terms of their Replication value. Mystery Method teaches that people have a strong emotional reaction to people with significantly higher value. Men will have an emotional reaction to very attractive women. This emotional reaction causes them to feel an adrenaline rush, and to act in a 'weird' way around the target female. An exceptionally attractive woman causes this reaction in the majority of men, so the method teaches that she will subconsciously believe that any male w

Spooky?
For those of you who know me, my sister died one week ago today. We buried her on Friday and I've been feeling very sad and lost. Today I went to clean out her belongings with my other sister and her two kids. On the way up to her house I heard a song that I like. It's by Pete Yorn and it's called For Us. I turned the radio up much to my children's dismay. I cleaned up her things and her linen closet and shead alot of tears. It was hard going through all her things. I felt like she was in the hospital and I was putting things in order for her before she got home and didn't have to deal with it. I lost it when I realized she in fact was gone. My youngest son had an eye appointment so I had to leave a little early. I heard the same song on my home home again. I thought it was a little strange but blew it off. Then I had to go to the store and get milk and on my way home I stopped by the bar to see my girlfriend who was bartending. I sat and had a beer and discussed what I did t

Spooky?
For those of you who know me, my sister died one week ago tonight. We buried her on Friday and I’m very sad and lost. I went up to her house today to clean out her belongings along with my other sister and her two kids when I heard this song on the way to her house, Pete Yorn For Us. I like this song and I turned up the radio much to my children’s dismay. It was very strange going through her clothes and things. We shared a lot of laughs and a lot of tears. I felt like she was in the hospital and I was cleaning up her house so she wouldn’t have to deal with it when she got home. I lost it when I realized she was gone and wouldn’t be coming back. My son had an eye doctor’s appointment so we had to leave early. On my home way home I heard Pete Yorn For Us again. I thought it was a little strange but blew it off. Tonight I had to go out for milk and decided to stop in the bar I always hang out in to see my girlfriend who was bartending. I told her about my day and how sad it was

Spooky!!??
For those of you who know me, my sister died one week ago tonight. We buried her on Friday and I’m very sad and lost. I went up to her house today to clean out her belongings along with my other sister and her two kids when I heard this song on the way to her house, Pete Yorn For Us. I like this song and I turned up the radio much to my children’s dismay. It was very strange going through her clothes and things. We shared a lot of laughs and a lot of tears. I felt like she was in the hospital and I was cleaning up her house so she wouldn’t have to deal with it when she got home. I lost it when I realized she was gone and wouldn’t be coming back. My son had an eye doctor’s appointment so we had to leave early. On my home way home I heard Pete Yorn For Us again. I thought it was a little strange but blew it off. Tonight I had to go out for milk and decided to stop in the bar I always hang out in to see my girlfriend who was bartending. I told her about my day and how sad it was

The Spoon
The spoon A lesson on how consultants can make a difference in an organization. Last week, we took some friends to a new restaurant, "Steve's Place," and noticed that the waiter who took our order carried a spoon in his shirt pocket. It seemed a little strange. When the busboy brought our water and utensils, I observed that he also had a spoon in his shirt pocket. Then I looked around and saw that all the staff had spoons in their pockets. When the waiter came back to serve our soup I inquired, "Why the spoon?" "Well, "he explained, "the restaurant's owner hired Andersen Consulting to revamp all of our processes. After several months of analysis, they concluded that the spoon was the most frequently dropped utensil It represents a drop frequency of approximately 3 spoons per table per hour. If our personnel are better prepared, we can reduce the number of trips back to the kitchen and save 15 man-hours per shift." As luck would have it, I dropped my spoon and he replace

Spoons Can Kill
Did anyone know that if you tried hard enough...you could cut someone up with a metal spoon? I didn't think it could be true...until I found out the hard way earlier tonight. This wasn't even a spoon with sharp ridges or anything. Just your typical stainless steal teaspoon. Weird huh? Well I guess you are now curious as to how I was cut with a spoon. Your wish is my command... While I was making supper last night, Chris grabbed a teaspoon from the drawer. He decided it would be funny to come up behind me and hit me on the elbows with the spoon. It wasn't very funny. He hit me twice on the funny bone, which hurt like a mother. After he hit me I walked into the other room holding my elbow, and he came to see if I was okay (or more likely to laugh at me). After bending down to see my elbow (which I had not looked at for the sheer fact that I can't see it), he said "oh my god" and began to laugh. I asked him what was so funny, and asked if it was red. He said "sorta, but you're b

The Spoon
A lesson on how consultants can make a difference in an organization. Last week, we took some friends to a new restaurant, 'Steve's Place,' and noticed that the waiter who took our order carried a spoon in his shirt pocket. It seemed a little strange. When the busboy brought our water and utensils, I observed that he also had a spoon in his shirt pocket. Then I looked around and saw that all the staff had spoons in their pockets. When the waiter came back to serve our soup I inquired, 'Why the spoon?' 'Well, 'he explained, 'the restaurant's owner hired Andersen Consulting to revamp all of our processes. After several months of analysis, they concluded that the spoon was the most frequently dropped utensil. It represents a drop frequency of approximately 3 spoons per table per hour. If our personnel are better prepared, we can reduce the number of trips back to the kitchen and save 15 man-hours per shift.' As luck would have it, I dropped my spoon and he replaced it

Spoon River Anthology
Was published by Edgar Lee Masters around 1914. I was Quickly impressed with what I read and became a fan of the story. I had the privilege of running lights and build the set for a theaterical version of this story back in college. I am going to share any and all i can find from this piece. If you like let me know. . .If you are unfamiliar with the story it is centered around a small cemetery in Illinois where the spirits tell you of their lived and how they met their demise.

Spoof Profile Comment (feel Free To Rip...!)
THIS IS TOTALLY AMAZING FORWARD THIS MESSAGE TO AT LEAST 10 PEOPLE AND WITHIN 3 MINUTES FUCK ALL WILL HAPPEN GUARANTEED 100% I TRIED IT TWICE AND IT WORKED BOTH TIMES REALLY ABSOLUTELY FUCK ALL HAPPENED I KNOW IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE SO PLEASE PASS THIS ON TO AS MANY PEOPLE AS YOU CAN

The Spoon Theory--but You Don't Look Sick!
This is a link to the actual story because copyright requires you not to copy and paste it...but directs to the site. It is so worth reading if you have yourself, a friend, family member, co-workers that suffers from what are often called silent diseases. As with both of mine, I can often mask the symptoms, so since I don't look sick, it is very difficult for people to understand why I may not feel like going out shopping that day or some other planned activity.....Please read---not only is it informative but insightful as well. It not only covers some of my illnesses, but lupus and many other illnesses that come to mind if you think of your friends and how most of the time, they are able to hide that illness and then they start losing spoons--you'll understand if you read the story. http://www.butyoudontlooksick.com/the_spoon_theory/

Spook Alley Auction
I'm Hosting a auction for October and im calling it a spook alley auction. Its simple It starts the Sept 19 runs to the 30th the entry fee is 10k. Want extra fubucks or bling packs etc this is your chance send me a message of what you are offering and a link to a picture you wanna use. Please repost HOST LoneWolf92 {H&L Bombers Founder}}@ fubar (repost of original by 'LoneWolf92 {H&L Bombers Founder}}' on '2008-09-16 21:11:32')

Spookfest Tonight In Bada Bing! Starting At 10pmest - Come In For Kick Azz Time!
Enter the Bada Bing Lounge Tonight for a Haunting Rockin' Halloween! No One On Fubar Throws a Party Like Bada Bing! This is where you need to be for all your spooktacular howling fun! Beginning at 10pm Est until at least 3am DJ Bounty and Queeny will drag the Bada Bing Family into the Twilight Zone! ...Awesome Kick Ass Halloween Jams... ...Halloween Trivia for FuBucks and Halloween Bling... ...Costume contest at midnight... ...Special Tags made for all contest winners... ...Blings... Bucks... Tricks ... and Treats MUAHAHAHAHAHAAH ****BADA BING SpookFest Contest **** Must Be Present at Midnight EST till 12:30am to be judged Put on your "costume" as a default of your choice **Costumes can be actually you in costume or just a cool default pic of what you would be** It can be any category (scary, cute, sexy, freaky, eerie etc) All Entrants will get custom Tags and Prizes Top Three will Receive an Extra Bling Prize! Click the Pic Bel

Spooning
I make one request, that you lie here, next to me, love No words need to be spoken No promises need to be made Just you wrapped tightly in my embrace, and the smell of your hair, my breath upon your neck, as nothing is between us Cradled snug within my arms, I feel your heart beating so gentle, against my hand, take comfort close to me, tonight I need for nothing else in the world, only this, our moments of quiet, that is when our hearts truly become one...

Spooooky
I've posted shit before about my workplace. Sometimes there is weird shit happening there. Well, last night, at around 2am, I was chattin with my friend, who is a local cop, in the lobby. We can see the 2nd floor hallways from it, since there is a balcony lookin thing there. And all of a sudden...we see someone's shadow, as if someone walking down the hall, but no one is there. You can see and hear when there is a person walkin there, but there was only a shadow. It moved kinda fast, and disappeared. We just stared at each other, and were like WTF?? I went up to the second floor, but no one was there. After about half an hour, the elevator went on, as if someone entered it upstairs. But it just stayed like that, never moved or came down to the first floor. It was weird, and we were a lil freaked out. After he left, I had troubles sleeping at work, hehe. But I made it :)

Spooked
There are some weird things going on at a hotel I work at. Its a 30 yr building, but was renovated 3 yrs ago. Last week the head of the Housekeeping was in his office next to the HK laundry room, when the lights started going on and off, and then he says he heard some whispering sounds. He darted outta there in a second, and ran to the lunchroom. A maintenance guy was fixing something in a room on a 3rd (last) floor, when he heard the dishwasher shake , and the dishes in cupboards rattle. He opened the cupboard, and the there was a cup in there that was spinning. Ofcourse I suspect BS, altho the maint guy is REALLY not a person to make shit up like that. At all So, 2 nights ago I had to get something from the electrical room, and conveniently the light switch is on the other side of the room. So I feeling my way through all the crap in there in the dark (2 30 am), when...something catches my shirt from the back! I freaked out like crazy, and swung my arm around in horror.

The Spoon Theory
The Spoon Theory My best friend and I were in the diner, talking. As usual, it was very late and we were eating French fries with gravy. Like normal girls our age, we spent a lot of time in the diner while in college, and most of the time we spent talking about boys, music or trivial things, that seemed very important at the time. We never got serious about anything in particular and spent most of our time laughing. As I went to take some of my medicine with a snack as I usually did, she watched me with an awkward kind of stare, instead of continuing the conversation. She then asked me out of the blue what it felt like to have Lupus and be sick. I was shocked not only because she asked the random question, but also because I assumed she knew all there was to know about Lupus. She came to doctors with me, she saw me walk with a cane, and throw up in the bathroom. She had seen me cry in pain, what else was there to know? I started to ramble on about pills, and aches and pains, but she

Spooky Facts About Mj
Well here are a few facts about Michael Jackson that some may find eerie... He had his first 7 songs stay at #1 for 7 weeks. Each of his top 3 albums had 7 #1s off of each one. He was the 7th sibling in the family. He signed his Will on 7/7/02 He had his memorial 7/7/09 and that was exactly 7 years from the date of signing his will... hmmm coincidence or eerie....

Spooked.
let me start by saying i absolutely do not believe in superstitious anything at all. but i have to admit to being fucking totally spooked. in less than two hours these things happened. i had to give my address to my wife in a private message earlier today. anyways someone added me and read my blog about things finally moving about the divorce. shoutboxed me about it, the same instance i get a reply from my wife. little later i am looking through old photo album, folder with about 100 pics in it. one and only one of those pictures has one of my nieces in it. the same instance i get to that pic i get a text from her for the first time in about 2 weeks maybe. finally i had a kinda play fight that got a little out of hand with someone earlier. i was talking to a third party that i think i really pissed her off. i sb'ed i am sorry. left it for a while then sb'ed the other person that i still getting nothing but silence. the same instance the person i thought i had pissed o

The Spoon
Last week, we took some friends to a new restaurant, 'Steve's Place,' and noticed that the waiter who took our order carried a spoon in his shirt pocket.. It seemed a little strange. When the busboy brought our water and utensils, I observed that he also had a spoon in his shirt pocket. Then I looked around and saw that all the staff had spoons in their pockets. When the waiter came back to serve our soup I inquired, 'Why the spoon?' 'Well, 'he explained, 'the restaurant's owner hired Andersen Consulting to revamp all of our processes. After several months of analysis, they concluded that the spoon was the most frequently dropped utensil. It represents a drop frequency

Spooktacular October Interviews On Nightmares With Malice Cooper
OCTOBER NIGHTMARES WITH MALICE COOPER 5TH - MARK EDWARD HALL - AUTHOR6TH - VIRULYS7TH - JACOB - WIDOW SUNDAY12TH - ROSEMARY GUILLY - PARANORMAL INVESTIGATOR AUTHOR13TH - BETH TRISSELL - PARANORMAL/ROMANCE/HISTORY AUTHOR14TH - ANDY - SPIRAL TRANCE19TH KATI ACKERMAN - VANCOUVER PARANORMAL INVESTIGATORS20TH - GARDEN STATE PARANORMAL21ST - DAVE SAKER - RAWK KANDY26TH KENNETH J. HALL - PRODUCER, DIRECTOR, SCREENWRITER27TH - LINAIA LEE - AUTHOR28TH - EXCITER

Spoon Theory
My best friend and I were in the diner, talking. As usual, it was very late and we were eating French fries with gravy. Like normal girls our age, we spent a lot of time in the diner while in college, and most of the time we spent talking about boys, music or trivial things, that seemed very important at the time. We never got serious about anything in particular and spent most of our time laughing. As I went to take some of my medicine with a snack as I usually did, she watched me with an awkward kind of stare, instead of continuing the conversation. She then asked me out of the blue what it felt like to have MS and be sick. I was shocked not only because she asked the random question, but also because I assumed she knew all there was to know about MS. She came to doctors with me, she saw me walk with a cane, and throw up in the bathroom. She had seen me cry in pain, what else was there to know? I started to ramble on about pills, and aches and pains, but she kept pursuing, and didn't

The Spoon
A lesson on how consultants can make a difference in an organization. Last week, we took some friends to a new restaurant, 'Steve's Place,' and noticed that the waiter who took our order carried a spoon in his shirt pocket. It seemed a little strange. When the busboy brought our water and utensils, I observed that he also had a spoon in his shirt pocket. Then I looked around and saw that all the staff had spoons in their pockets. When the waiter came back to serve our soup I inquired, 'Why the spoon?' 'Well, 'he explained, 'the restaurant's owner hired ABC Consulting to revamp all of our processes. After several months of analysis, they concluded that the spoon was the most frequently dropped utensil. It represents a drop frequency of approximately 3 spoons per table per hour. If our personnel are better prepared, we can reduce the number of trips back to the kitchen and save 15 man-hours per shift.' As luck would have it, I dropped my spoon and he replaced it with his spare. 'I'

Spooky Truth - Boy George
Come on down and meet yourselfAll your former gloryYou should know the rules by nowThat's another storyCan I look beyond your promisesTo where my future liesCan I rise to your dishonestyToo much compromiseThis is the spooky truthAin't no hope ain't no useThis is the spooky truthAnd my heart won't be deniedOne more nightThere's no use denyingWe can write the ending nowAll the tears and the frustrationAll the why, and what, and howCan I look into the futureSee your spirits riseCanWe advise on truth and passionAll our sorry liesThis is the spooky truthAin't no hope ain't no useThis is the spooky truthAin't no love ain't no proofThis is the spooky truthAnd my heart won't be deniedOne more night

Spooky Girlfriend - Elvis Costello
I want a girl to make a messTo do no wrong she must confessAnd then perhaps hitch up her dress'Cos when the flashbulbs explodeShe's such a sensitive soul...I want a girl who is helpless and frailWho won't pull on my ponytailI want a girl who has no pastShe's made up nowBut that won't last'Cos when she sits on my kneeAnd then she whispers to me"Can't you seeI could beI could beYour spooky girlfriend..."The broken toys are all scattered in the atticNewspapers play with the words of the fanaticWhile the greeting cards are your most poetic lyricAnd the flat champagne is sweet sugar syrupI want to paint you with glitter and with dirtPicture you with innocence and hurtThe shutter closesExposes the shotShe says, "Are you looking up my skirt?"When you say "No"She says "Why not?"I want a girl to turn my screwTo wind my watch, to buckle my shoeAnd if she won't her mother will doBut when she does as she's toldWe'll all turn platinum and goldBut when she sits on my kneeI hear her whispers to me"Ca

Spooking For Fu-bling
I am having a little Halloween themed salute contest. The only rules are that your entry has to include my screenname in the physical shot (ie not shopped in or captioned in) and that it must costued or tied into Halloween in some way. You may put your entry in a custom folder or you may email it to me (I will provide the email addy privately upon request). It must be in by this weekend (10/26 10/27) **EDIT: DEADLINE EXTENDED TO THE END OF 10/28 PDT** Multiple entries or series entries are allowed, If for any reason you wish your entry to be anonymous (posted but not named) or non public, please specify that when you submit your entry and your request will be honored although I recommend you have at least one published for the people's choice prize. Speaking of people's chpice, there will be a HH awarded to the entry with thr most rates, with the rating average and comment count being used to break a tie. ( The grand prize is a Godmode and suite of Halloween blings fo

Sport Is Life
You scored as Ice Hockey. You should play ice hockey- its another popular winter sport that's different than most other sports because its played on ice and uses different strategies.Ice Hockey100%Lacrosse100%Golf92%Softball92%Soccer83%Football75%Basketball75%Volleyball58%Swimming58%Track50%Tennis50%Baseball

Sports Today!!
Hey Cherry land!!! Long time no talk!! LOL.. Life is good bears are 5-0 today with the will againist the bills score was 40-7.. Crazy great game!!! So you tell me in a comment what team to you like? Thanks.. Jeannie

Sport Fans!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Iverson finally traded to Nuggets Story Tools: Print Email Blog This Associated Press Posted: 1 hour ago Allen Iverson was traded by the 76ers to the Denver Nuggets, a person in the National Basketball Association with knowledge of the deal told The Associated Press. The official, speaking on condition of anonymity because the trade was not announced, did not know the terms of the deal, which came one day after NBA scoring leader Carmelo Anthony of the Nuggets was suspended 15 games for his role in a weekend brawl in a game against the New York Knicks. BlogJam... One day after the Nuggets learned they'd be losing Carmelo Anthony for a while, they've reportedly swung a deal to add Allen Iverson. Who got the better end of this deal? Tell us what you think. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hit the boards Nuggets | 76ers Reports said the trade would send Andre Miller, Joe Smi

Sports Drinks
Why is it that sports drinks such as Gatorade and Powerade are in the shapes of penises? It's kinda funny watching someone drinking it down at the basketball court and thinking to yourself , "Man, gimme some of that!" You then now notice the shape and think about how you look with a 32 ounce cock to your mouth. Just some food for thought.

Sports Fans For You
A little old lady is walking down the street, dragging two plastic garbage bags with her, one in each hand. There's a hole in one of the bags, and every once in a while a $20 bill is flying out of it onto the pavement. Noticing this, a policeman stops her...."Ma'am, there are $20 bills falling out of that bag... "Damn!" says the little old lady....."I'd better go back and see if I can still find some. Thanks for the warning!" "Well, now, not so fast," says the cop. "How did you get all that money?" Did you steal it?" "Oh, no", says the little old lady. "You see, my back yard backs up to the parking lot of the football stadium. Each time there's a game, a lot of fans come and pee in the bushes, right into my flower beds!" "So, I go and stand behind the bushes with a big hedge clipper, and each time someone sticks his little thingie through the bushes, I say: $20 or off it comes!"

Sportsman's Double Please
I ended up with an older woman at a club last night. She looked okay for a 57-year-old. We drank a bit, and a had a bit of a snoggle and she asked if I'd ever had a Sportsman's Double. "What's that?" I asked. "It a mother and daughter threesome," she said. I said, "No." We drank a bit more, then she says that tonight was my lucky night. I went back to her place. She put on the hall light and shouted upstairs: "Mum, you still awake?"

Sports Media Flip-flopping
This isn't something new, then again maybe it is. It seems that it's now vogue to bash those who cheat, have run-ins with the law, or use performance enhancing drugs. Suddenly all the talking heads are taking the supposed "high road". Dan Patrick, Steve Lyons, Jim Gray, Stuart Scott and Tony Kornheiser come to mind immediately. Within the last five years, these poor excuses for "journalists" have espoused the talents of Barry Bonds, Michael Vick, Jason Giambi and almost every young cornerback or wide receiver with a troubled background. Now they seem to be changing their tune. Steroids for baseball was the 500 pound elephant in the room you didn't talk about or mention. The broadcasters, owners and players all turned a blind eye, but now Dan Patrick through his nationally broadcast radio show is acting like he is the lone crusader towards cleaning up the game and that he had been fighting the good fight all this time. Between Mr. Patrick, Steve Lyons, Jim Gray and Stuart Scot

Sporadic Sixxy
I've been a bit busy...for those who may have noticed I'm not harassing your pages much anymore. It's not lack of luv or anything. ;-) My children & I were in a minor car accident last week. Since then I have been in some major pain. Sitting at the comp, even sitting with the laptop, for any amount of time seriously puts a hurting on me. I try to pop on and do site work, say hey to folks, check email...or something now and then; but I can't sit and do it all at once like I have been known to do in the past. I'm not sure who all reads these, but for those who do...I'll be here a bit less for a while. Don't think I've ditched friends made or don't want to keep in touch. I'm just trying to heal...and dealing with a sick child, and lots of insurance crap. You're all jealous of my glamorous life...admit it! ROFL :-p Seriously...take care of yourselves..and your loved ones. You never know what tomorrow holds...or if you'll even get a tomorrow. Peace all... ♥Sixxy

Sports In Vegas
Yesterday we had four football games, and being in Vegas, the place to watch them in the sports books. The screens are huge and you have people from all over the country rooting for their favorite team. I watched the Packers/Lions game at Cesears, the Cowboys/Jets game at Ballys and the Colts/Falcons and USC/Arizona St game at the Excalibur and Mandalay Bay. I like Cesears the best, but all of them are very similar. Large rooms with lots of big screens and comfy chairs. As far the foodie in me. Mesa Grill at Cesaers is still one of my favorite places to eat in this town. Had lunch there yesterday and dinner last night at the Border Grill at Mandalay Bay. Another place we ate at this trip was a sandwich shop between Ballys and Paris. Its getting to be time to catch the flight back home. It was a great trip and I'm sure I'll be back next year. But its back to reality..

Sporks!
Sporks are fun. Sporks are cool. You can use them. To play with food. Mash your tattors. Throw your peas. Crush your carrots. and sling your beans. Dont let the principle catch you. For he beat your ass. But spork are awsome. and a real blast. I love my sporks. Cant live with out it. People laugh cause I talk about it. But the truth is even if its funny. Sporks are hot they make me horny. My Girlfrind always has my spork. Makes me play with her with my spork She giggles and squigles as we play. Untile we gotta go away. We go back to school to eat lunch again. And the fun never ends. We love the sporks. THEY ARE KICK ASS. now take a spork. and have a BLAST.

Sporks Charged With Child Endangerment
This was a bulletin that is going around right now about Sporks and Baby Alijah and Mullins... the link is below, but the whole story was also copied and pasted into the bulletin as well. I just found this on another website Please read this is the link but to save time I have copied the story and will post it here as well http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/metropolitan/5523074.html The mother of a 3-month-old baby boy found slain in Galveston has been charged with endangering a child. Caren Kohberger 27, had not yet been taken into custody Thursday, Brazoria County District Attorney Jeri Yenne said. Yenne said Kohberger is accused of handing her son, Alijah to his father, Travis Mullis, 21 early Jan. 29. At the time Kohberger knew that Mullis was unstable and may hurt the child, Yenne said. Mullis, who later surrendered in Philadelphia, told police he stomped the child's head and killed him because the boy wouldn't stop crying. If convicted, Kohberger co

Sporks Charged
http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/metropolitan/5523074.html Mom of slain infant charged with endangerment By RICHARD STEWART The mother of a 3-month-old baby boy found slain in Galveston has been charged with endangering a child. Caren Kohberger 27, had not yet been taken into custody Thursday, Brazoria County District Attorney Jeri Yenne said. Yenne said Kohberger is accused of handing her son, Alijah to his father, Travis Mullis, 21 early Jan. 29. At the time Kohberger knew that Mullis was unstable and may hurt the child, Yenne said. Mullis, who later surrendered in Philadelphia, told police he stomped the child's head and killed him because the boy wouldn't stop crying. If convicted, Kohberger could face up to two years in state jail. richard.stewart@chron.com Brought to you by the HoustonChronicle.com

Sporks Charged1
Feb. 7, 2008, 4:18PM Mom of slain infant charged with endangerment By RICHARD STEWART Copyright 2008 Houston Chronicle The mother of a 3-month-old baby boy found slain in Galveston has been charged with endangering a child. Caren Kohberger 27, had not yet been taken into custody Thursday, Brazoria County District Attorney Jeri Yenne said. Yenne said Kohberger is accused of handing her son, Alijah to his father, Travis Mullis, 21 early Jan. 29. At the time Kohberger knew that Mullis was unstable and may hurt the child, Yenne said. Mullis, who later surrendered in Philadelphia, told police he stomped the child's head and killed him because the boy wouldn't stop crying. If convicted, Kohberger could face up to two years in state jail. richard.stewart@chron.com

Sporks Charged2
Source: Murdered Seawall baby's mom charged in case 06:43 PM CST on Thursday, February 7, 2008 KHOU.com staff report HOUSTON -- The mother of a baby found murdered in Galveston last week now faces charges in the case, according to an 11 News source. 11 News That law enforcement source says Caren Kohberger, 27, is with relatives in New York. She has been charged with endangering a child in connection with the death of her son, 3-month-old Alijah Mullis. Brazoria County officials said she put Alijah in danger by letting him leave with his father last week even though she knew the father was unstable. The father, 21-year-old Travis Mullis, remains jailed in Galveston on a capital murder charge for allegedly killing Alijah. Also online The investigation Affidavit: Crying baby stomped to death Mullis returned to Houston Mullis waives right to extradition hearing Police: There may be more charges in dead baby case Galveston police having hard time i

Sporks Charged3
Some saw this coming..some didn't... http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/metropolitan/5523074.html ...the latest.. Source: Murdered baby's mom in mental institution 05:54 PM CST on Thursday, February 7, 2008 KHOU.com staff report The mother of a baby found murdered in Galveston last week now faces charges in the case, according to an 11 News source. 11 News An unconfirmed source says Caren Kohberger, 27, has checked herself into a mental institution in New York. FBI agents are expected to serve her with an arrest warrant tonight charging her with endangering a child in connection with the death of her son, 3-month-old Alijah Mullis. Meantime, the baby's father, 21-year-old Travis Mullis, remains jailed in Galveston on a capital murder charge.

Sporks Arrested
Seawall baby's mother arrested in New York 04:26 PM CST on Tuesday, February 12, 2008 KHOU.com staff report The mother of a baby boy whose body was found dumped near the Galveston Seawall last month, has been arrested by federal agents in New York. Brazoria County District Attorney Jeri Yenne confirmed to 11 News that Caren Kohberger was arrested by FBI agents Tuesday afternoon. 11 News Caren Kohberger was arrested Tuesday in New York. She is charged with child endangerment in connection to her son Alijah's death. Kohberger was wanted on charges that she handed her 3-month-old son over to the man who is accused of stomping the boy to death. Yenne filed endangerment charges against Kohberger last week. The probable cause affidavit for the arrest warrant alleges that Kohberger handed her son Alijah over to Travis Mullis, even as she knew the man was unstable. Mullis is accused of stomping the boys head, then dumping the infant’s body in a grassy area off the Ga

Sporks In Jail (help Protect Child Abuse)
CLICK TO READ STORYOR MAY HAVE TO COPY LINK: http://www.khou.com/topstories/stories/khou080212_tj_seawallbaby.b6a1bc9b.html The Brazoria County District Attorney confirmed to 11 News that Caren Kohberger was arrested by FBI agents in New York Tuesday afternoon on a charge of endangering a child. Seawall baby's mother arrested in New York 07:38 PM CST on Tuesday, February 12, 2008 KHOU.com staff report The mother of a baby boy, whose body was found dumped near the Galveston Seawall last month, has been arrested by federal agents in New York. Brazoria County District Attorney Jeri Yenne confirmed to 11 News that Caren Kohberger was arrested by FBI agents Tuesday afternoon. Caren Kohberger was arrested Tuesday in New York. She is charged with child endangerment in connection to her son Alijah's death. A FBI spokeswoman said Kohberger was arrested after she was released from Bellevue Hospital’s mental ward Tuesday afternoon. She is being held in a New York

Sports Illustrated Names Hansbrough National Player Of The Year
"The junior big man is averaging over 23 points and 10 rebounds per game. March 4, 2008 CHAPEL HILL - Sports Illustrated has named North Carolina's junior forward Tyler Hansbrough as the 2008 National Men's Collegiate Basketball Player of the Year in a cover story in the magazine's issue that hit the newsstands today. Hansbrough leads the No. 1 ranked Tar Heels (27-2 overall, 12-2 ACC) against Florida State tonight at 8 p.m. in Carolina's final home game of the season. The Poplar Bluff, Mo., native leads the ACC in both scoring (23.4 ppg) and rebounding (10.4 rpg) and is eighth nationally in points per game. Hansbrough has won ACC Player of the Week honors seven times this season, tying the single-season record with UNC's Antawn Jamison (in 1997-98) and Duke's JJ Redick (in 2005-06). Hansbrough is the 10th Tar Heel men's basketball player to earn National Player of the Year honors and the second to earn Sports Illustrated's Player of the Year award (with Jerry Stackhouse

Sporks Update Bleh
Mother extradited from New York By Nathaniel Lukefahr The Facts Published March 9, 2008 It took 24 days to bring Caren Kohberger back to Brazoria County to be charged with child endangerment. It took 17 minutes for her to post bond and leave the Brazoria County jail. Kohberger, 27, the mother of a 3-month-old boy whose body was found Jan. 29 in Galveston County, flew Friday morning to Houston accompanied by two Brazoria County Sheriff’s deputies, Sheriff Charles Wagner said. She was booked into the Brazoria County Detention Center at 9:20 p.m. Friday and released 17 minutes later after posting $20,000 bond, according to the sheriff’s office Web site. “She appeared in front of a New York court yesterday and chose to waive extradition,” Brazoria County District Attorney Jeri Yenne said. “The state did not oppose a bond reduction, and she was booked into the Brazoria County Detention Center.” Angleton lawyer Jimmy Phillips Jr., who is representing Kohberger, could not be

Sport Heaven
Tonight I will be in sports heaven. The Detroit Red Wings are again complete with the return of #25 McCarty, and if they win tonight they will win the President's trophy. Then Michigan State Spartans face off in the sweet 16 of the NCAA Basketball finals against Memphis. Last but not least the NCAA National Hockey Champs Michigan State Spartans begin the run for another championship tonight. Go WINGS, and Go STATE!!!!

Sporting 0-2 Rangers (0-2)
Sporting 0-2 Rangers (0-2) By Thomas McGuigan Darcheville was Rangers' hero in Lisbon Jean-Claude Darcheville fired Rangers into the last four of the Uefa Cup to stun Sporting Lisbon. The Frenchman, who had earlier spurned a great chance, collected Steve Davis' cross to slot the ball past goalkeeper Rui Patricio after 60 minutes. Liedson struck a post for Lisbon as Vukcevic and Veloso also went close. But Rangers' defence held firm and Steven Whittaker's solo effort in the 90th minute secured a last-four clash with Italian outfit Fiorentina. Rangers made four changes to the side which drew against Dundee United on Sunday. Christian Dailly moved to centre-half to cover for the suspended David Weir. Darcheville was used in the lone striker role, and Kirk Broadfoot, Brahim Hemdani and Steven Davis were all restored to the starting line-up. Sporting were without injured Brazilian centre-half Anderson Polga, with Gladstone replacing him for the P

Sports
Well tomorrow is my boys first game.. I am so excited. I just hope he gets to play more this year then last year. Only problem is..which has been a fear of mine each year..is how to make it to all these. My youngest has practice from 7 to 8 in one field.. and oldest game is in town next to us. It starts at 530. Hopefully won't be to many times I have to do this. Ughh.

Sports
So let me say a few important sports related things: I like college sports over professional sports. I think the pro baseball season is too damn long. It should start in May and end by September. With over 100 games, why should I care about any one game? The NBA should finish its season in April. Basically once the NCAA finishes, follow that momentum and start their tournament. Why does the NFL play in Febuary? WTF. Finish in January darn it. Football is a Fall sport. I love to watch women's basketball. Tall girls are hot when forced to pick teams here is my list NFL = Steelers MLB = Cardinals (but really just the hometown team NHL = Penguins NBA = San Antonio Spurs. I love good play in the paint ;) NASCAR I do not follow, but I 'love' Danica Patrick. She revs my motor college = THE ohio state university

Sports Radio 810 Whb Kcmo
810 Sound Off: Jason Anderson Jason Anderson, Sports Radio 810 WHB Random thoughts around the sports world, and, of course, here in Kansas City I couldn’t help but think again about how ridiculous preseason polls are. They make for good talk on the radio and around the watering hole, but really, it isn’t until the BCS poll comes out that we kind of have an understanding of how good teams are. Take, for example, Virginia Tech number 17 in the Nation? Really? A team that has 30, yes 30, players dressing who have never played in a college game. And right on cue, the Hokie’s lost to East Carolina in the season opener. And the week before Frank Beamer announced the 2-platoon quarterback that got them second in the orange bowl will not fly this year. He announced Tyrod Tayler would Redshirt for Sean Glennon, a move I agreed with and still agree with. Then a blocked punt changed everything, Beamer Ball Backfired Baby--if it was in Blacksburg, we’d have a pretty good alliteration on

Spore: Is It Worth It?
Spore is a new, highly anticipated game with a very strict anti-piracy regulation. You buy the CD for $50, and you can install it 3 times. After that, the CD is useless. I know a lot of girls read my site who know nothing about games, so here is an analogy - Say you buy a dildo. You use it three times, and it self-destructs. That's how stupid it is. Tampons - I could understand buying one and only using it three times. But a dildo? I hate being trendy, but I can't help being pissed off about this load of garbage. Spore's effort to prevent piracy is pointless and stupid. EA Games doesn't know shit. There are two types of gamers - paying customers, and pirates. No matter what kind of security measures a company puts on software, the pirates will pirate, and the paying customers will pay. There really is very little swing to this. There may be a few iffy people who go, "Meh, it's unhackable and I really want to play. I'll buy it. " But very, very, rarely. And, it doesn't even matter

Sportsmanship Award Sign Up Sheet, Why Some Athletes Will Never Get It..
Good Morning, today’s topic class may bore many of you that are not into sports however, it does shed some light on how we view integrity in our athletes and why perhaps they feel they are sometimes bigger then life itself and further more attempt to get away with issues that you and I would normally pay dearly on. This subject snow-balled during a radio program with Mike & Mike in the morning. A professional golfer disqualified himself during tournament play this week. J.P. Hayes can sleep at night, knowing he did the right thing. That doesn't mean the last few days haven't been difficult and it doesn't mean the coming months won't be a challenge. They have been, and they will be. But as a professional golfer, playing a sport that is self-policed - a sport in which integrity is as important as winning titles and cheating is practically non-existent - Hayes knows he did the right thing. His sin? Hayes inadvertently played a non-conforming golf ball - one not on the list approved

Sports: 5 Nba Players Who Could Play Nfl
Author Nathan Walker We all know every sports freak has thought about it--which football players could survive on the basketball court? Which basketball players on the football field? I did not bother with which football players would make it in the NBA, because I think they would all make it. They would just have to change the maximum fouls from 6 to 12 and allow flagrant fouls. But basketball players are a different type of athlete from basketball players. If you had to attribute a type of music to each sport, football would be heavy metal and rap and basketball would be more like jazz and R&B. Basketball is more of a smooth sport while football is more rough. I have picked the top 5 players from the NBA who could make a successful transition to the NFL. 1. LeBron James, Cleveland Cavaliers Height: 6'8" Weight: 250 lbs. Basketball Position: Small Forward Football Position: Wide Receiver Of course, Lebron James has to be up on this list. He even played wide receiver i

Sportsmans Double...
So last night Im out at a bar close to home having a few beers. (Yes Annie, a few) When a woman in her late 40's comes upto me and asks if she can join me. She's extremely attractive, in better shape than most girls my age, so I say sure. So we're sitting there getting to know each other when out of nowhere, she leans forward grabs my funstuff and tells me she wants me. I told her I normally dont go home with women I meet at bars (Ive learned my lesson) she asked "Not even for a sportsmans double? Now I wasnt sure what the hell that was, so she informed me its a mother/daughter 3some/ She didnt have to ask me twice, I mean if she's looking THIS good, I can only imagine how good her daughter looks, so I go home with her. We get to her place, she points me to the bar and tells me to make some drinks while she "slips into something more comfy" A few minutes go by and she comes back into the room alone but wearing next to nothing, and she looked better than I guessed. We have a few

Sportsmanship And Faith
They played the oddest game in high school football history last month down in Grapevine, Texas. It was Grapevine Faith vs. Gainesville State School and everything about it was upside down. For instance, when Gainesville came out to take the field, the Faith fans made a 40-yard spirit line for them to run through. Did you hear that? The other team's fans? They even made a banner for players to crash through at the end. It said, "Go Tornadoes!" Which is also weird, because Faith is the Lions. "I WOULDN'T EXPECT ANOTHER PARENT TO TELL SOMEBODY TO HIT THEIR KIDS. BUT THEY WANTED US TO!" It was rivers running uphill and cats petting dogs. More than 200 Faith fans sat on the Gainesville side and kept cheering the Gainesville players on—by name. "I never in my life thought I'd hear people cheering for us to hit their kids," recalls Gainesville's QB and middle linebacker, Isaiah. "I wouldn't expect another parent to tell somebody to hit their kids. But they wanted us to!

Sports Appreciation
I AM LONG-WAISTED, which makes participation quite limited in most. And means that I have to go to big and tall men store to purchase my shirts. When younger I enjoyed baseball, basketball, swimming, and fishing growing up and with my kids. Also skating, both ice skating and roller skating. I avoid dangerous sports like football and any kind of skiing or wrestling, except the latter playfully with children. At baseball I was pitcher at softball, and great at batting long flies to cousins for them to practise catching. I bat right-handed and throw left-handed. When pitching, I pitch slow under-handed, but otherwise I throw sidearm which is somewhat a strain physically. I am good at catching flies, but not grounders. In basketball I was great at shooting, including hook shot, and especially from long distances, a few times from 1/2 way down the court. I was poor at dribbling. At swimming, I am still great at floating and unknown how good my swimming still is. I was grea

Sporting A Phoner
I ordered a new phone Wednesday, a Blackberry Curve. With the discount they were giving me, it seemed silly to not get it. I put in my order about 2:00 on Wednesday Afternoon, and they had the phone shipped by 1:00 Am so it got delivered yesterday. Knowing it was waiting for me, I stopped on the way home and got a holster for it. I charged it up, then I had to call support to transfer my number, but once that was done I was able to get it going with no major issues. I did have a problem getting Yahoo to work on it, kept saying my password was wrong, so I would log in on my PC with that password, worked fine, then try on the Blackberry, "invalid password." I gave up and went to bed. I tried again this morning and boom it worked fine. I was putting in my contacts again, when someone helpfully suggested to me "Just take it to the store you lazy ass" Following that advice, and also my Bluetooth wasn't working quite right, I went to the store this morning. They got all my data

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