Endymion wrote:RexRed wrote:Endymion wrote:Don't thank me Rex
It's not for you
A typical self serving liberal response.
And you wonder why there are fu**ing wars?
Because of you and your empty soul...
Do you ever take the blame for anything?
No, you are evidently too busy blaming others for your own faults.
Stew in the poison from your own "original writing" pen.
There is nothing original about pure hate...
The only hate around here is coming off you Rex - and it's toxic
I tried to to be reasonable and you took that and threw it back at me
And no - it's not for you that I've decided to make this CREATIVE WRITING ONLY
The really sickening thing about what you've done here is the disrespect you show YOUR God by behaving like a vindictive, jealous and mean hearted individual.
Telling someone they have no soul?
Man, you've never heard me on the bass guitar -
and before you get your knickers in a twist over this post and start all over again - i just want you to know Rex -
I don't much care what you think
If you take this thread and turn it into your own monument to your self
I've got better things to do than listen to you whine
It seems your hatred has fulled you with bile...
Words of Mass Destruction
I dreamed I was an atom bomb
Humans forged me from the tiniest of particles
They dropped me down onto the ground and ignited my fuse.
Within me electrons collided and an enormous cloud of evil energy emerged out from my soul
This energy split the atom and suddenly out of this broken atom poured a tempest of the sun's flairs
The flames rose up into the clouds and rained fallout and radiation down upon the earth's inhabitants
Suddenly the earth began to writhe and die and I felt that I had been used to cause so much harm
For I had not known that I could by a single word and deed become a killing machine, an implement of death and hardship
That with one push of my button I could be triggered and transformed
From a saintly source of clean energy into a messenger of death
That the sun which brings life could be reversed and used inside me to undo the creation of life
As the world cried and died at my feet I knew that life was it's own worse enemy
Only many years of time would heal the damage done by my own ignorance
The message of this dream is that no matter how small a matter our own words have a detrimental effect upon the world.
Even the least of sentiments can grow out from the heart and become a hardship for the people living around us
That the fallout from our actions can radiate out,
Be felt and cause harm for many years to come.
Unholy energy can burn and blight the world with its force and fiery hatred
And that idle words though thought insignificant are the greatest weapon of mass destruction.
RexRed
10/3/07
Endy you have confirmed my suspicions about your bitter, careless feelingness, loveless intent. You wouldn't know "original writing" if your life depended upon it.
Endy I wouldn't mind hearing you play bass.
It would certainly be better than what I read you posting daily...
Your words subtract from the talents God has given you.
I tried to bring you back toward the light but you seem to want to remain in darkness stumbling along through life without a purpose or real meaningful exchange of words and ideas.