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TESTEMONAIL:  Right and Discordianism allows room for personal interpretation. You have your theories and I have mine. Unlike Christianity, Discordia allows room for ideas and opinions, and mine is well-informed and based on ancient philosophy and theology, so, my neo-Discordian friends, open your minds to my interpretation and I will open my mind to yours. That's fair enough, right? Just claiming to be discordian should mean that your mind is open and willing to learn and share ideas. You guys are fucking bashing me and your laughing at my theologies and my friends know what's up and are laughing at you and honestly this is my last shot at putting a label on my belief structure and your making me lose all hope of ever finding a ideological group I can relate to because you don't even know what the fuck I'm talking about and everything I have said is based on the founding principals of real Discordianism. Expand your mind.

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A rolling moss gets stoned.

Started by the dreadful hours, March 31, 2007, 12:25:52 AM

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the dreadful hours

the years had settled upon the roof
and the unyielding weight became too much
thus it collapsed
i have a much sunnier view now.

Cramulus

-hearing this, the man was enlightened.

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i try to move on
but i'm always held back
and when i look up
i have a hard time keeping it down

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another lunch time ritual
ham and swiss and corn chips
i like how my girl cuts it into triangles
too bad she's cutting his meat now

Raphaella

The sun shall be turned to darkness and the moon into blood before the coming of the great and terrible OZ

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i enjoy the quiet comfort
of the uncomfortable disquiet

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i made up my mind
long ago
obvious lack of creativity

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muddy bump in the road
fornicating with my shocks and struts
fuck i forgot my shovel

Q. G. Pennyworth

Caffeine, sugar, dairy fat
Chemicals made in a vat
Hold the threat of sleep at bay
Keep me sane for one more day

navkat

Bagel with cream cheese,
I don't want to get fatter.
OMNOMNOMNOMNOM!
Can we just skip to the end where it's all on fire? Thanks.

navkat

Writing lame Haiku
PeeDee weary of my shit
Blame Jack Kerouac!
Can we just skip to the end where it's all on fire? Thanks.

navkat

Last one now, I swear.
Eris Bar and Grill drama:
Roger's head explodes!
Can we just skip to the end where it's all on fire? Thanks.

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