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She crawled over the crime scene like a basset hound searching for any truth hidden among the dust and beetles. Nothing afforded her comfort or clarity. Even the shadows seems to mock her efforts. Finally, she found what she was looking for; his name.

Posted By Ben On 10.01.2008 @ 8:31 pm

Has there been any evidence of a super-being? A deity, a god.

Sometimes we rely too much on what we believe, and not enough on what we know.

To have faith, is that evidence?

But othertimes, belief brings us out of self-destruction.

So is it really better to know?

Posted By Ben On 09.29.2008 @ 4:28 pm

who doesnt want something. its but a natural humans desire that there always must be something more. the starvign want food. the full want pepto bismal. the wealthy want a good chairty. the poor want philantrophy. human nature is bare as such.

Posted By Ben On 08.27.2008 @ 2:25 am

I am in wanting for my wife. I just got married and I am at home alone…she works nights and I want her!

Posted By Ben On 08.25.2008 @ 9:47 pm

hot. liquid. under the crust. orangish. moves crust .covers core.

Posted By Ben On 08.24.2008 @ 12:46 pm

Feathered is about feathers, but I think it means someone got covered with feathers and looks like a chicken, it can be embarassing. But that might accually be called tared. Man I stink at spelling.

Posted By Ben On 09.27.2008 @ 2:14 pm

Feeling protected, there is no chill, all you feel is a nice radiant shell that is light. Feeling the ability to lift yourself up, go higher, nothing out there to get you down.

Posted By Ben On 09.26.2008 @ 6:41 am

Feathered is being covered in feathers, but humans are not covered with feathers, but instead with fakeness.

We say one thing to a person, and behind their back we talk bad about them.

Can humans ever stop being fake and show whats under their feathered emotions?

Posted By Ben On 09.23.2008 @ 3:21 pm

parents. will they be proud of me. I am of them. When will I be proud of myself. Tomorrow or maybe I was already.

Posted By Ben On 09.23.2008 @ 2:13 am

I was proud of myself the time that I found buddhism, like my grandfather would be proud of me because its his old family life, and my self finding my self. pride comes from true understanding , proud that I have realized I am more than just ME we are all alive and I’m proud to be human.

Posted By Ben On 09.21.2008 @ 6:30 pm

I am proud to be a Soldier in the United States Army! I served my country with pride. I am proud also to be an American. America is the best country in the world, i am glad to be part or it!

Posted By Ben On 09.20.2008 @ 5:47 pm

I am proud of the way i am, the way i was raised and how i live. Through my life i have grown to be proud to be gay, despite the challenges that a gay teen faces when living in a spanish-speaking home. I am proud to be me.

Posted By Ben On 09.17.2008 @ 3:15 pm

my parents are proud of me. got a job. in college. good grades. pride is a funny thing. sometimes it’s a good quality and sometimes it’s bad. but everything in moderation i suppose. i’m just glad that there’s something to be proud of for someone somewhere.

Posted By ben On 09.15.2008 @ 3:08 pm

wildflower

Posted By ben On 09.11.2008 @ 4:55 pm

When I die a wreath of wildflowers will be strung around my neck. As I decompose, the petals will join my bones in a sweet embrace.

Posted By ben On 09.11.2008 @ 2:10 pm

I remember that day when we went on a picnic to those hills outside the city. I stuck my hand on her knee and before we knew it the wildflowers were all mixed up with the quiche. It’s over.

Posted By ben On 09.11.2008 @ 2:05 pm

Red and red and he brought it down on the skull again and the crunch and red, darker than the red of the brick, seeping onto his finger and he brings it up again and

Posted By ben On 09.10.2008 @ 9:13 am

The other day i was walking down the street and i saw a brick on the sidewalk. I immediately picked it up anpd ran to the local liquor store which was closed. I threw the brick through the window and ran in, filling up the pickup truck I had called to meet me there. We got roughly 34,000 dollars of alcohol and sold it all on ebay for a discounted price. It was awesome.

Posted By Ben On 09.09.2008 @ 3:37 pm

The old red brick house stood in the middle of a haunted orchard. The bricks making up the walls were crumbling, giving it an unsafe and dirty feel. Over the years, many people had tried to buy the place, but every single one of them had been driven out withing the month, never to return.

Posted By Ben On 09.07.2008 @ 3:54 pm

bricks make up houses, like the one I’m in right now. Kevin Drew. . I want kids with safety bricks. . that’s a lyric from a pretty good song. I remember he came to Boston with broken social scene but I didn’t really like them then but now I wish I had gone.

Posted By ben On 09.06.2008 @ 5:59 pm

hilarious

Posted By ben On 09.05.2008 @ 1:56 pm

It’s the same word. Throw. I like to throw things but I was never that good at it. I remember field day at my elementary school and I had to throw the shotput or however you spell it. . anyway, I was embarassingly bad at it, just like I am at spelling what I’m trying to say right now.

Posted By ben On 09.04.2008 @ 5:46 pm

I throw away everything she ever gave me, including all the birthday cards (why the fuck do we ever keep birthday cards anyway?) and the stupid plush stuffed animals that don’t look so cute anymore. I throw away everything that reminds me of her.

Posted By Ben On 09.01.2008 @ 11:05 pm

She was a beauiful woman, and the sunlight dancing on her flower-paterned dress complimented her charming face. The smell of gasoline poured thru the air, and I began to realize that I loved her.

Posted By Ben On 06.16.2008 @ 4:32 am

the best festivals i ever had were on the lawn of my fraternity ouse in Ithaca new york with classic rock, friends, and totally impromptu organization. we were so happy then, in the sun, with no one telling us what we had to do, no one in a position of authority telling us to get off the lawn, or where to put the extension cord, or whether or not we should be on the roof.

Posted By Ben On 06.06.2008 @ 11:48 am

Very wide, possibly could lead to death if fallen into, only if the width and the depth are wide and deep enough to kill you. Very interesting word, wonder where it came from, probably latin. A lot of words came from latin, I really should have taken that instead of french, french is cool though. Hmmm, quite a tangent. Width = cool word.

Posted By Ben On 05.31.2008 @ 12:14 pm

I have never found this in my life you shithead. Watch as your mother envelopes my penis within her vagine and we began repetitive thrusting, I hope she enjoys this, maybe in my youth I could have had more discipline so as to stop these foul outbursts.

Posted By Ben On 05.29.2008 @ 11:48 am

One plus to the modern TV system is that you can never miss a show. Like ever…. between the net, free catch ups, DVRs and everything its impossible to miss anything. We live even more in a 24/7 society and now it doesnt matter if your compulsary night out interupts your fav show. Its amazing the power of advertising. People are so worried about making their brands public, they piss money away to stuff like this rather than actually invest in their product….madness!

Posted By Ben On 05.26.2008 @ 10:15 am

Dividing is bad when their is a common goal or outcome shared by a group of people. In math, too, dividing can make a number simpler to deal with. Dividing is a way of sharing the responsibility to get the outcome better or faster.

Posted By Ben On 05.23.2008 @ 8:03 am

I cycled down Warwick Avenue. It was a place of reflection and thought, a place where one can be at peace with one’s self. Cycling effortlessly down the tarmac path surrounded by trees, occasional glimpses of a lake reaching you eyes in between the trees which slowly go past. I cannot imagine a better place to be.

Posted By Ben On 05.22.2008 @ 11:55 am