Diva
04-07-02, 04:48AM
These [Monsters] We Shelter
These monsters we shelter... from harm
They have done more evil than the devil
Yet we continue to lend that skirt tail
Beg mercy upon mercy of the court.
Their blackened eyes dart back and forth.
Tongue licks crackled lips.
Justice will not be served today.
Bleeding heart liberals hold the monster close
Appeal to the court to the animal's human side.
The animal knows hate. You say you'll teach it to love
All it needs is a great big hug,
I watch in knowing horror as the monster hugs...
and then rips out your spine.
'Children'. I can't even bring myself to call them that. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD?!?!?! Why don't I want to chance birthing another demon seed? Because of THIS! or THIS Or THIS! I can't even do an intro. Here. I could rip out my Uterus right now. Kids killing because they were picked on, because they were caught video taping their sister... And the list goes on. Who's to blame? I want some accountability here! Who raised those monsters? Oh sure, the parents took the time off to stand by those freaks of nature in court... but did they take the time to be with them throughout their life? Who raised that child, damn it!!!!! I demand an answer. What? You did? Who are you? The parent? Get in line, asshole. I want the true parental figures to stand up. The baby-sitters, teachers, coaches, store clerks, television shows, computer games. Then you come into play. Tell me something. Did you interview these people to make sure they all had the same religious, moralistic, political, social background? Any of you have kids out there? Can you count the hours you spend with your child? Now count the hours your child spends with other people. Who has the most impact? Teaching them to wash their hands before dinner and go to bed on time doesn't count. Mick aside... Tell me, who raises your child?
I've been told that I take things too personal. Too close to my heart. This is our world. You sit in your home and stare at the screen. You walk outside and see your hometown. At the same moment someone else does the exact same thing. Different [time of the] day. The chatter is in another language. Then you return to the slave drive and continue surfing. Meanwhile in another part of the world, or down the block, someone dies. You both see the news flash on the screen. Which one is affected? The person who lives in the same town? Or the one at another part of the world? The answer should be both, damn it! Everybody dies. It is never a question of 'if'. But 'when' they die, and how. It doesn't mean an open apartment. Or cheap garage sale. A life was snuffed out of this world. I'm not saying a fucking 21 gun salute is in order... But at least give a courtesy blink. I've watched people die. In the Operating Room of the hospital that I work at. I've seen patients fly through the doors on gurneys with doctors on top administering CPR. I've watched as doctors gave family members the news, or told a family member where to view the body. I've seen the light flicker and then glaze over in someone's eyes. Death. We are not statistics. Everyone means something to someone. When I think of death I think of possibilities lost. Hopes and dreams. Gone. Whether you like it or not... The 'what ifs' rule this world. There is always unfinished business. The only thing that I am sure of... is that when I die... I won't be whimpering over some fucking snow dome crying out "Rosebud". With my luck no one would have seen the movie and my lasting impression would be "Dyke".
Fuck. That's it. No more news tonight. Here's three videos I 'borrowed' from one of my daily reads, Punchbaby....
If you thought going through customs was scary before...
When all else fails... Sarcasm.
Dykes playing twister. I'm sure you guys will enjoy "Right hand Pink".
Now go look through my friend's adult site, BallzDeep. He's got links to everything. Not the pop-up from hell shit, either. I can't wait til he puts up his personal site again. That guy parties more than Hugh Heffner. Have a fucking ball! Take notes, and send pictures to me.
I updated the link section again. And added three new galleries. I still have to decide on the look for my Adult site. What do you care, right? As long as you get to see the pussy. Oh and to the cool chick in New England... I have some guys for you and I to enjoy. And if there happens to be another chick reader who's coming around, too! Until then. Enjoy!!
These monsters we shelter... from harm
They have done more evil than the devil
Yet we continue to lend that skirt tail
Beg mercy upon mercy of the court.
Their blackened eyes dart back and forth.
Tongue licks crackled lips.
Justice will not be served today.
Bleeding heart liberals hold the monster close
Appeal to the court to the animal's human side.
The animal knows hate. You say you'll teach it to love
All it needs is a great big hug,
I watch in knowing horror as the monster hugs...
and then rips out your spine.
'Children'. I can't even bring myself to call them that. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD?!?!?! Why don't I want to chance birthing another demon seed? Because of THIS! or THIS Or THIS! I can't even do an intro. Here. I could rip out my Uterus right now. Kids killing because they were picked on, because they were caught video taping their sister... And the list goes on. Who's to blame? I want some accountability here! Who raised those monsters? Oh sure, the parents took the time off to stand by those freaks of nature in court... but did they take the time to be with them throughout their life? Who raised that child, damn it!!!!! I demand an answer. What? You did? Who are you? The parent? Get in line, asshole. I want the true parental figures to stand up. The baby-sitters, teachers, coaches, store clerks, television shows, computer games. Then you come into play. Tell me something. Did you interview these people to make sure they all had the same religious, moralistic, political, social background? Any of you have kids out there? Can you count the hours you spend with your child? Now count the hours your child spends with other people. Who has the most impact? Teaching them to wash their hands before dinner and go to bed on time doesn't count. Mick aside... Tell me, who raises your child?
I've been told that I take things too personal. Too close to my heart. This is our world. You sit in your home and stare at the screen. You walk outside and see your hometown. At the same moment someone else does the exact same thing. Different [time of the] day. The chatter is in another language. Then you return to the slave drive and continue surfing. Meanwhile in another part of the world, or down the block, someone dies. You both see the news flash on the screen. Which one is affected? The person who lives in the same town? Or the one at another part of the world? The answer should be both, damn it! Everybody dies. It is never a question of 'if'. But 'when' they die, and how. It doesn't mean an open apartment. Or cheap garage sale. A life was snuffed out of this world. I'm not saying a fucking 21 gun salute is in order... But at least give a courtesy blink. I've watched people die. In the Operating Room of the hospital that I work at. I've seen patients fly through the doors on gurneys with doctors on top administering CPR. I've watched as doctors gave family members the news, or told a family member where to view the body. I've seen the light flicker and then glaze over in someone's eyes. Death. We are not statistics. Everyone means something to someone. When I think of death I think of possibilities lost. Hopes and dreams. Gone. Whether you like it or not... The 'what ifs' rule this world. There is always unfinished business. The only thing that I am sure of... is that when I die... I won't be whimpering over some fucking snow dome crying out "Rosebud". With my luck no one would have seen the movie and my lasting impression would be "Dyke".
Fuck. That's it. No more news tonight. Here's three videos I 'borrowed' from one of my daily reads, Punchbaby....
If you thought going through customs was scary before...
When all else fails... Sarcasm.
Dykes playing twister. I'm sure you guys will enjoy "Right hand Pink".
Now go look through my friend's adult site, BallzDeep. He's got links to everything. Not the pop-up from hell shit, either. I can't wait til he puts up his personal site again. That guy parties more than Hugh Heffner. Have a fucking ball! Take notes, and send pictures to me.
I updated the link section again. And added three new galleries. I still have to decide on the look for my Adult site. What do you care, right? As long as you get to see the pussy. Oh and to the cool chick in New England... I have some guys for you and I to enjoy. And if there happens to be another chick reader who's coming around, too! Until then. Enjoy!!