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Array ( [sid] => 7685 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Maynard 8TX [time] => 2002-11-30 09:00:00 [hometext] => Handfuls of perfect sense.

Words from the old site (23rd April 2002) [bodytext] => Someone care to help me? There is a fly flying around speaking German, and I cannot understand everything that it is saying, it is screaming:
“Meine Flügel sind in den Flammen, sie sind in den Flammen wegen Sie. Sie sollten wissen, daß ich für Sie und Ihre scharfen Zähne für Rache komme. Ich verstecke mich und auf Ihnen, warte ich in den Frieden, um Sie unten zu jagen, bis Sie erscheinen, ich warte in die Flügel. Kein Wortspiel beabsichtigte.”
And this for me is becoming quite deafening. But what are barbeque shapes to a fly? NOTHING, do flies lack respect for small hexagonal biscuits? I think they may, so what to do?

Help the molluscs as they are confused and bewildered, Deeper sea life taunt them with obscenities and breakfast cereals, Not to cause a problem the Molluscs cower under anything omnipotent or translucent. I don't even like Cucumber, what are you thinking?

Daniel was here, armed with a bucket of kudos and vision, and it is a vision and a talent that everyone is seeing, stay the same, but stay prepared to accept changes, as they come without warning. Powerful.

Did they threaten you? Keep away from the ones with the markers, as they are not safe after they have been around milk. Milk be the devils beverage; Damien created cows and made milk white to throw lesser beings of the track of his evil ways, but we’re that one step up. White. Is. Calm. Kieran has lost his soul, but yours can still be saved. Check the bottom of all cartons for that three-digit repetitive barcode number. You know the one.

Why are pencils long and not triangular prisms? Why are pencils, pencils and not isometrics? Why can't you scribe your thoughts with an isometric? Life would be better that way. Concentrate and believe in woollen garments, as they do exist.

Charismatic is the mindcrease, it has been dormant for so long, its lengthy cryptic journey is almost complete, all you have to do is give it a name, and will you give it a name? Hand it a name.

I don't think that anyone should trust the sun, it is bringing us light and heat as a trust activity, I DON'T ******* TRUST IT, neither should you. I think I will use my toaster to battle the sun. My toasters name is Jeremy and has an IQ of 14655.4223 and claims to be able to read your mind and knows all your secrets, I’d be careful what I thought about if I were you.

Three word paragraph.

Largon handed me the bag of paranoia, it was heavier than I thought. I don’t think that he wanted it anymore. Can you blame him? I saw a stick on a path today, so I moved it aside, now no one will fall over it. Am I being metaphoric? Perhaps. Just stop for a second and think, it could be the floating path that you walk on. Looks like I did you a selfless act, think nothing of it, but when you see a stick on a path, think of my gesture, and maybe do the same for someone else.

For now I plan to hide under the stairs, it’s the only place warm, and the only place safe.

Contour Regard.
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Maynard 8TX

Contributed by Damon_Maynard on Saturday, 30th November 2002 @ 09:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems



Someone care to help me? There is a fly flying around speaking German, and I cannot understand everything that it is saying, it is screaming:
“Meine Flügel sind in den Flammen, sie sind in den Flammen wegen Sie. Sie sollten wissen, daß ich für Sie und Ihre scharfen Zähne für Rache komme. Ich verstecke mich und auf Ihnen, warte ich in den Frieden, um Sie unten zu jagen, bis Sie erscheinen, ich warte in die Flügel. Kein Wortspiel beabsichtigte.”
And this for me is becoming quite deafening. But what are barbeque shapes to a fly? NOTHING, do flies lack respect for small hexagonal biscuits? I think they may, so what to do?

Help the molluscs as they are confused and bewildered, Deeper sea life taunt them with obscenities and breakfast cereals, Not to cause a problem the Molluscs cower under anything omnipotent or translucent. I don't even like Cucumber, what are you thinking?

Daniel was here, armed with a bucket of kudos and vision, and it is a vision and a talent that everyone is seeing, stay the same, but stay prepared to accept changes, as they come without warning. Powerful.

Did they threaten you? Keep away from the ones with the markers, as they are not safe after they have been around milk. Milk be the devils beverage; Damien created cows and made milk white to throw lesser beings of the track of his evil ways, but we’re that one step up. White. Is. Calm. Kieran has lost his soul, but yours can still be saved. Check the bottom of all cartons for that three-digit repetitive barcode number. You know the one.

Why are pencils long and not triangular prisms? Why are pencils, pencils and not isometrics? Why can't you scribe your thoughts with an isometric? Life would be better that way. Concentrate and believe in woollen garments, as they do exist.

Charismatic is the mindcrease, it has been dormant for so long, its lengthy cryptic journey is almost complete, all you have to do is give it a name, and will you give it a name? Hand it a name.

I don't think that anyone should trust the sun, it is bringing us light and heat as a trust activity, I DON'T ******* TRUST IT, neither should you. I think I will use my toaster to battle the sun. My toasters name is Jeremy and has an IQ of 14655.4223 and claims to be able to read your mind and knows all your secrets, I’d be careful what I thought about if I were you.

Three word paragraph.

Largon handed me the bag of paranoia, it was heavier than I thought. I don’t think that he wanted it anymore. Can you blame him? I saw a stick on a path today, so I moved it aside, now no one will fall over it. Am I being metaphoric? Perhaps. Just stop for a second and think, it could be the floating path that you walk on. Looks like I did you a selfless act, think nothing of it, but when you see a stick on a path, think of my gesture, and maybe do the same for someone else.

For now I plan to hide under the stairs, it’s the only place warm, and the only place safe.

Contour Regard.




Copyright © Damon_Maynard ... [ 2002-11-30 09:00:00]
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Re: Maynard 8TX (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Sunday, 1st December 2002 @ 07:37:36 PM AEST
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hehe... I know what the German fly is saying...
It wants revenge cuz this write is awesome...:) Love it the second time around as much as the first!

Dani


Re: Maynard 8TX (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 02:42:00 AM AEST
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In some other reality, I'd be writing just like this - deep down, i'm not serious, august or stoic . . . and I'd write as such with impunity. But in this reality, I don't - because I serve my pride and its machinations.

Not that this isn't something to be proud of - I expect you are indeed aware of its merits, as am I.

Well done.


Re: Maynard 8TX (User Rating: 1 )
by mindset on Thursday, 28th July 2005 @ 02:27:09 PM AEST
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a simple to be the complex of we




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