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come, come... there's plentyyo! whachalukkinat?!? :))pretty much like looking at a fish bowl, huh? HUH? those clueless guppi must know so well how frustrating it gets on the wet side of the glass... (well, not that they'll retain your sad ass face 5 seconds later!) fish can't talk back but i certainly can. (bubble, bubble -grin- ) so please feel free to icq me @ 5594548 and tell me about yourself... or for more complicated matters, you can use e-mail -- neslix@yahoo.com merriment and wild laughs are only a click away. a new window will open when you tickle that button. (PARENTAL DISCRETION ADVISED - ...says the content provider. hmmm... CYA mentality at work again? right here on this sacred soil? on mah pruttie flaming red hot site? oh yea?..) jawoll meine damen und herren, but since it's located thousands of miles away from the land of political correctness (read: the u s of a and its collaborators - do i sound marxist enuf or what - lol), this page is still able to resist various - not all, unfortunately - strains of contamination from oppresive thought control malady. so i hereby encourage toddlers, preteens, gays, NRA charter members and senile seniors to click it, too. that being said... until very recently, i was finding other people's stern remarks on their cam pages about their sexual orientations or their angry warnings to the visitors against certain requests or their demands for regimental code of conduct a tad exaggerated, an unnecessary overstatement. in fact, i had resisted publishing such comments on my own page for a long time. then i thought subscribing to the webring at the bottom of the page would suffice as a small hint. how tolerant have i been all this time... but ho ho, mercy no mo! look buddy! i'm a straight guy, i won't undress (partly because i'm too lazy to get up off my chair) and although arresting stupid messages at their source is beyond my capabilities, ignoring them is the best i can do for my part to prevent their unchecked viral spread at large. this below is the internet mood indicator thingy. cuties. not an altogether bad idea but poems happen to be far better mood indicators than a smiley among a hundred or so "select adjectives"... this poem by Nazim Hikmet reflects my mood these past few days, hence "mellow" - a crude approximation. anyhows, to lessen the treason of the translators, i include two different versions; you pick your pick. TODAY IS SUNDAY Today is Sunday. For the first time they took me out into the sun today. And for the first time in my life I was aghast that the sky is so far away and so blue and so vast I stood there without a motion. Then I sat on the ground with respectful devotion leaning against the white wall. Who cares about the waves with which I yearn to roll Or about strife or freedom or my wife right now. The soil, the sun and me... I feel joyful and how. NAZIM HIKMET translated by Talat Sait Halman. (Literature East & West, March 1973) and.... TODAY IS SUNDAY Today's Sunday They took me out into the sun for the first time today and for the first time in my life amazed that the sky was so distant so blue so wide I was still Then I sat on the ground with respect leaned my back against the wall. No rolling with the waves at this moment at this moment, neither freedom, nor my wife the earth, the sun, and I am content NAZIM HIKMET translated by Gun Gencer ***SOUP DE JOUR*** "the eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages." -? by virginia woolf &&& "love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself exists." -- by iris murdoch &&& "ideas are more powerful than guns. we would not let people have guns... why should we let them have ideas?" -- by joseph stalin &&& "so many gods, so many creeds, so many paths that wind and wind, while just the art of being kind is all the sad world needs." -- by ella wheeler wilcox &&& "boredom is rage spread thin." and "loneliness is a word to express the pain of being alone... solitude is a word to express the glory of being alone." -- by paul tillich &&& "we've all heard that a million monkeys banging on a million typewriters will eventually reproduce the entire works of shakespeare. now, thanks to the internet, we know this is not true." -- by robert wilensky &&& "they know your name, address, telephone number, credit card numbers, who ELSE is driving the car "for insurance", ... your driver's license number. in the state of massachusetts, this is the same number as that used for social security, unless you object to such use. in THAT case, you are ASSIGNED a number and you reside forever more on the list of "weird people who don't give out their social security number in massachusetts." -- by arthur miller &&& "i am a holder of the paleolithic work ethic... hunt and gather what you need to feed and shelter your people: 2-3 hours a day... then hang out and tell stories, make art, dream, roll in the hay with your partners, and live in the blazingly bright natural world." -- by steve self and now... the weather! i've never been to any of those balmy pasific islands so far, but this sure beats learning about the weather in my hometown, or anywhere else, for that matter... one day i hope...
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