Treizain à Eris

[El Twid]

Should this be moved to discordia en espanol?

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Should this be moved to discordia en espanol?

No.  It's written in Belgian, not Espagnol.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Besides, I like having at least one active thread.

[stelz]

 

"Speek ze fronsh! Wear ze ogly cloze! Pose on ze sidewalk!"

But still something.

Beats the fuck out of the usual mob of drones that...Fuck it.  I'm not gonna repeat the same old shit.

True. They try.

While everyone else just reads unless there's drama attached in some way.

Like those leeches in Panama that attach themselves to your junk.

I was going to say those dogs Jack London wrote about that sit in a circle waiting for the fight to get bloody, but the leeches might be more apropos.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

 

"Speek ze fronsh! Wear ze ogly cloze! Pose on ze sidewalk!"

But still something.

Beats the fuck out of the usual mob of drones that...Fuck it.  I'm not gonna repeat the same old shit.

True. They try.

While everyone else just reads unless there's drama attached in some way.

Like those leeches in Panama that attach themselves to your junk.

I was going to say those dogs Jack London wrote about that sit in a circle waiting for the fight to get bloody, but the leeches might be more apropos.

Fucking leeches.  Leeches exist by waiting for someone else to gather energy (in the form of nutrients in the bloodstream), which they then siphon off, before disappearing back into the swamp until next time.

[stelz]

 

"Speek ze fronsh! Wear ze ogly cloze! Pose on ze sidewalk!"

But still something.

Beats the fuck out of the usual mob of drones that...Fuck it.  I'm not gonna repeat the same old shit.

True. They try.

While everyone else just reads unless there's drama attached in some way.

Like those leeches in Panama that attach themselves to your junk.

I was going to say those dogs Jack London wrote about that sit in a circle waiting for the fight to get bloody, but the leeches might be more apropos.

Fucking leeches.  Leeches exist by waiting for someone else to gather energy (in the form of nutrients in the bloodstream), which they then siphon off, before disappearing back into the swamp until next time.

In the old days people tried to find medicinal uses for them.
I don't see any mention of them on the holistic websites, though. 

[Freeky Queen of DERP]

Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.

OP is a poem.  It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.

OP is a poem.  It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.

No, that's maggots.

Leeches are good for extracting toxins used for surgery...IE, curare and cocaine.

[Freeky Queen of DERP]

Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.

OP is a poem.  It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.

No, that's maggots.

Leeches are good for extracting toxins used for surgery...IE, curare and cocaine.

Oh, right.  I knew they were good for soemthing, though.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.

OP is a poem.  It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.

No, that's maggots.

Leeches are good for extracting toxins used for surgery...IE, curare and cocaine.

Oh, right.  I knew they were good for soemthing, though.

TDRR's top 10 fun things to do with leeches, #6:

"Flinging from the cheap seats at the ballpark, down into the main stadium seating."

ETA:  This also works with plastic cups full of shitty beer.

[Freeky Queen of DERP]

Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.

OP is a poem.  It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.

No, that's maggots.

Leeches are good for extracting toxins used for surgery...IE, curare and cocaine.

Oh, right.  I knew they were good for soemthing, though.

TDRR's top 10 fun things to do with leeches, #6:

"Flinging from the cheap seats at the ballpark, down into the main stadium seating."

ETA:  This also works with plastic cups full of shitty beer.

AIEEEEEEEEEEE

Also,

[Pixie]

En Anglais- the translation goes as thus.


When the peaks of gray, with green pines,
Slowly from the depths, surveyed the rough stone,
A dry constellation, a beam of dust,
Are revealed in an order that I can not describe.


The goddess is the heavens empire and revere
his only dress for the ball, constantly circling
stuns us in the waltz of the wind, Eris!
In your purity of the flame shines light dew
of your dance by pristine innocence,
Cardinal in your heart: O precious Sapphire!

Not have known what was that all? And where is this all?
Not you anyway because you condemn and royalties.
By the austere remember, the beauty punishes the soul.

Ma francais est tres mal.

I was very good at it at school, but I forgot most of it.

[M. Nigel Salt]

Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.

OP is a poem.  It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.

No, that's maggots.

Leeches are good for extracting toxins used for surgery...IE, curare and cocaine.

Oh, right.  I knew they were good for soemthing, though.

TDRR's top 10 fun things to do with leeches, #6:

"Flinging from the cheap seats at the ballpark, down into the main stadium seating."

ETA:  This also works with plastic cups full of shitty beer.

I found a leech on FBF's kale yesterday, and her horror at the fact that we have leeches here... GROUND leeches... was priceless.

[M. Nigel Salt]

En Anglais- the translation goes as thus.


When the peaks of gray, with green pines,
Slowly from the depths, surveyed the rough stone,
A dry constellation, a beam of dust,
Are revealed in an order that I can not describe.


The goddess is the heavens empire and revere
his only dress for the ball, constantly circling
stuns us in the waltz of the wind, Eris!
In your purity of the flame shines light dew
of your dance by pristine innocence,
Cardinal in your heart: O precious Sapphire!

Not have known what was that all? And where is this all?
Not you anyway because you condemn and royalties.
By the austere remember, the beauty punishes the soul.

Ma francais est tres mal.

I was very good at it at school, but I forgot most of it.

That is, in fact, not a bad poem at all.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

En Anglais- the translation goes as thus.


When the peaks of gray, with green pines,
Slowly from the depths, surveyed the rough stone,
A dry constellation, a beam of dust,
Are revealed in an order that I can not describe.


The goddess is the heavens empire and revere
his only dress for the ball, constantly circling
stuns us in the waltz of the wind, Eris!
In your purity of the flame shines light dew
of your dance by pristine innocence,
Cardinal in your heart: O precious Sapphire!

Not have known what was that all? And where is this all?
Not you anyway because you condemn and royalties.
By the austere remember, the beauty punishes the soul.

Ma francais est tres mal.

I was very good at it at school, but I forgot most of it.

That is, in fact, not a bad poem at all.

I DON'T LIKE IT.