 | Jazz Poem: Echoes A poem about life in academia. Echoes Half-asleep in the crowded lecture hall. Face after face, row after row and me. Words like flies buzzi... A poem about life in academia. Echoes Half-asleep in the crowded lecture hall. Face after face, row after row and me. Words like flies buzzing round my head like memories of summer. Outside, the whirling flakes of snow the ivy climbing on the redbrick wall. Somewhere or other, lovers are kissing the bereaved crying out in woe and soldiers writing epitaphs in lead while tiny daisies flower beneath some crumbling stonecarved Buddha's toe on which a shaggy mountain sheep is pissing. It's all ... Views: 390 |
 | Jogging Diary 3rd August 2009 Part 2 - Marriage, the Scots Language and Crows Despite feeling as though I could embark on a longer investigative type run I restricted the duration to 46 minutes along one of my standard... Despite feeling as though I could embark on a longer investigative type run I restricted the duration to 46 minutes along one of my standard routes. The morning was pleasantly warm and bright and the brain seemed to be functioning satisfactorily enough to also engage in some consideration of serious issues. The topic of marriage along with associated concepts of "living together", separation and commitment were considered as presented in the linked and unedited video in an uncoordinated and ... Views: 05 |
 | Jogging Diary 3rd August 2009 Part 1 - Marriage, the Scots Language and Crows Despite feeling as though I could embark on a longer investigative type run I restricted the duration to 46 minutes along one of my standard... Despite feeling as though I could embark on a longer investigative type run I restricted the duration to 46 minutes along one of my standard routes. The morning was pleasantly warm and bright and the brain seemed to be functioning satisfactorily enough to also engage in some consideration of serious issues. The topic of marriage along with associated concepts of "living together", separation and commitment were considered as presented in the linked and unedited video in an uncoordinated and ... Views: 01 |
 | Jogging Diary 3rd August 2009 Part 3 - Marriage, the Scots Language and Crows Despite feeling as though I could embark on a longer investigative type run I restricted the duration to 46 minutes along one of my standard... Despite feeling as though I could embark on a longer investigative type run I restricted the duration to 46 minutes along one of my standard routes. The morning was pleasantly warm and bright and the brain seemed to be functioning satisfactorily enough to also engage in some consideration of serious issues. The topic of marriage along with associated concepts of "living together", separation and commitment were considered as presented in the linked and unedited video in an uncoordinated and ... Views: 00 |
 | The Coming of the Wee Malkies The Coming O The Wee Malkies by Stephen Mulrine Whit'll ye dae when the wee Malkies come, if they dreep doon affy the wash-hoose dyke, an pi... The Coming O The Wee Malkies by Stephen Mulrine Whit'll ye dae when the wee Malkies come, if they dreep doon affy the wash-hoose dyke, an pit the hems oan the sterrheid light, an play wee heidies oan the clean close-wa, an bloo'er yir windae in wi the baw, missis, what'll ye dae? Whit'll ye dae when the wee Malkies come, if they chap yir door an choke yir drains, an caw the feet fae yir sapsy weans, an tummle thur wulkies through yir sheets, an tim thur ashes oot in the street, missis, what ... Views: 6,887 |
 | CRowking omfg lol i thought i would say it lol sorry if you dont understand ill post it under neath and sorry about the like emotions part it was my ... omfg lol i thought i would say it lol sorry if you dont understand ill post it under neath and sorry about the like emotions part it was my 193Th atempted i couldnt do it again =( lol lies and demise pain and love caw caw caw caw the Crowking roar burned by his feelings for moons driven mad as his final days looms sat on his throne with pride his empire was seen far and wide caw caw caw caw lands scars forever more Crowking the people screamed in hate as soon he will meet his fate dominate ... Views: 88 |
 | The ECW on YouTube Massacre! II. - Part 1 of 5 ECW on youtube presents the biggest Click-per-View of the year! 2008 The ECW on youtube Massacre! II. matchcard: 1: Balls Mahoney vs Masato ... ECW on youtube presents the biggest Click-per-View of the year! 2008 The ECW on youtube Massacre! II. matchcard: 1: Balls Mahoney vs Masato Tanaka 2: Steve Corino vs The Sandman 3: The Dudley Boyz vs The Impact Players 4: Kid Kash vs Super Crazy vs Rey Misterio Jr. 5: bwo vs Funk, Foley & Dreamer 6: ECW Tag Titles: The Unholy Alliance vs The Eliminators 7: Al Snow vs Shane Douglas 8: ECW TV Title: Rob Van Dam vs Jerry Lynn 9: Hayabusa vs Mike Awesome 10: FTW Title - Submission: Taz vs Sabu ... Views: 11,120 |
 | The ECW on YouTube Massacre! II - Preview ECW on youtube will present the biggest CPV of the year! The ECW on youtube Massarce! II. matchcard: 1: Balls Mahoney vs Masato Tanaka 2: St... ECW on youtube will present the biggest CPV of the year! The ECW on youtube Massarce! II. matchcard: 1: Balls Mahoney vs Masato Tanaka 2: Steve Corino vs The Sandman 3: The Dudley Boyz vs The Impact Players 4: Kid Kash vs Super Crazy vs Rey Misterio Jr. 5: bwo vs Funk, Foley & Dreamer 6: ECW Tag Titles: The Unholy Alliance vs The Eliminators 7: Al Snow vs Shane Douglas 8: Hayabusa vs Mike Awesome 9: ECW TV Title: Rob Van Dam vs Jerry Lynn 10: FTW Title - Submission: Taz vs Sabu 11: ECW World ... Views: 6,358 |
 | svr08 caw entrance r@ven (ecvv old) rating plisss ....Extreme Championship Wrestling (1995-1997) On January 7, 1995, now bulked up to approximately 230 lb (104 kg), Levy debute... rating plisss ....Extreme Championship Wrestling (1995-1997) On January 7, 1995, now bulked up to approximately 230 lb (104 kg), Levy debuted in Extreme Championship Wrestling under the name Raven (a reference to the poem by Edgar Allan Poe). In a dramatic departure from his former gimmicks, Levy began portraying a depressed, nihilistic misanthrope with a grunge-inspired wardrobe. Raven had a stoic manner, and delivered eloquent, philosophical promos which included many literary allusions ... Views: 8,188 |
 | Experiment #Jenny Poem & Reading: David Wong Music & Conceptualisation: Ronald Wong I do not see, shrouded in dirt, Any more than you, in pink shoes. Themselv... Poem & Reading: David Wong Music & Conceptualisation: Ronald Wong I do not see, shrouded in dirt, Any more than you, in pink shoes. Themselves stiff and arrogant-textured, A gleaming snake bundled at your feet; Now coiled mercilessly round my infant neck Jenny, it is time to ditch you On a cold morning (the first one you knew) In the box with the other pink shoes Ghastly as gargoyles waking anew. Now, finally- I bid you adieu. One foot forward, the other in deep; Why for me, dreadful heart ... Views: 55 |
 | blackalicious - Paragraph President - Blazing Arrow with lyrics Paragraph paralyzer rhythmic aristocrat Mister rap it's the gift of gab about to twist your caps Swift the fist so fast fury worry hit the s... Paragraph paralyzer rhythmic aristocrat Mister rap it's the gift of gab about to twist your caps Swift the fist so fast fury worry hit the switch ya ass Its 'n bits 'n fragments so midget quit this diss ya ass Sit ya ass down while I rip the tracks and spit the facts Hit the grass, green, brown, or purple I'm the diplomat Rip your raps, really you don't get the math Just to have, grief, only rhymer, I was meant to rap into that Fire breathing, rhyme heathen, kidnap your mental black Hijack ... Views: 1,900 |
 | Over in the meadow Kindergarten Music & Poetry Over in the meadow, In the sand in the sun Lived an old mother toadie And her little toadie one "Wink!" said the... Kindergarten Music & Poetry Over in the meadow, In the sand in the sun Lived an old mother toadie And her little toadie one "Wink!" said the mother; "I wink!" said the one, So they winked and they blinked In the sand in the sun Over in the meadow, Where the stream runs blue Lived an old mother fish And her little fishes two "Swim!" said the mother; "We swim!" said the two, So they swam and they leaped Where the stream runs blue Over in the meadow, In a hole in a tree Lived an old mother ... Views: 265 |
 | Kenisha Williams 2009 Note: No copyright infringement intended by use of this song. Tha Infamous 187's wifey and baby momma. The manager/wrestler extraordinaire k... Note: No copyright infringement intended by use of this song. Tha Infamous 187's wifey and baby momma. The manager/wrestler extraordinaire known as The Rose That Grew from Concrete in the wrestling world. (Yes. Well aware of the 2Pac poem. Where do you think I got it from?) Theme song: Guns and Roses - Sweet Child of Mine Views: 316 |
 | love v.s faithful a nemi story ep 2 "picking them off?" demi:*rushes into to school at 8 and starts talking to herself* i hate being the new student! i hate it hate hate hate it! at least i know 1... demi:*rushes into to school at 8 and starts talking to herself* i hate being the new student! i hate it hate hate hate it! at least i know 1 guy here.too bad he is gonna be dead nick:*races over to demi* heyyyy demi! demi:ohhh heyyyy nick! nick:ur probably gonna be a hit here dont sweat it ok? kevin:*walks up to demi* ohh la la bonjour sweetheart.*kisses her cheek* demi:wow ur right i AM already a hit! nick:*getting jealous and doesnt know why* joe:well hola senorita tu muy atractivo (ur ... Views: 177 |
 | EPICKOS #44 The Battle of Kossovo www.kosovo.net caw, And still her heart is cold as any stone And no tears rise at all, and no tears fall. Then she takes with her the nine b... www.kosovo.net caw, And still her heart is cold as any stone And no tears rise at all, and no tears fall. Then she takes with her the nine brave horses, And she takes with her the rampant lions, And she takes with her the nine gray falcons- Slowly leads them off to her white castle. From far away her sons' nine wives could see her- And out they walk before the castle tower: And as the mother hears the widows weeping She hears the horses neigh, the lions roar, The nine gray falcons scream and ... Views: 08 |
 | As Time Fell Bleeding To The Floor As Time Fell Bleeding To The Floor, by DWK: "There was a crack about the ground, A theory of a sweeter sound, Deeper forces churned the sea,... As Time Fell Bleeding To The Floor, by DWK: "There was a crack about the ground, A theory of a sweeter sound, Deeper forces churned the sea, Than lunar acts of gravity, And spittle spat from twisted maw, As time fell bleeding to floor. In every eye a picture sat, Through irises-azure, agate, A golden body in milky sky, A foreign body blessed to fly, And on its face, an open door, As time fell bleeding to the floor. A black wood marked with obsidian, Painted on a nature-treason, A frame so ... Views: 80 |
 | Helena Slade (XBOX 360) Helena Slade, probably one of my favorite creations so far. =D Signature 1: Sensational Seduction Signature 2: The Bostonian -- Finisher 1: ... Helena Slade, probably one of my favorite creations so far. =D Signature 1: Sensational Seduction Signature 2: The Bostonian -- Finisher 1: The Pre-Mature Burial Finisher 2: The Masque of the Red Death Views: 470 |
 | Truths Obituary Truths Obituary By mrdaman Virgil R. Hall II (Randy) Blood can be washed off the hands, but the soul is stained and weary. There is no truth... Truths Obituary By mrdaman Virgil R. Hall II (Randy) Blood can be washed off the hands, but the soul is stained and weary. There is no truth in competing lies, only the death of faith in reality. Mourned by no one biased innocence DOA Truth a rotting corpse rife with worms of partisan discontent. Exaggerations of agenda embalmed with propaganda instilling honest passions of hatred. A narcissistic win the goal, a nihilistic result the end. And damn everything in between! The carcass of truth ... Views: 78 |
 | June 3rd Today I'm 28. Is that important? I don't know. ants crawling on my jeans surrounded by maples, birches, cedar branches, soggy new leaves dry... Today I'm 28. Is that important? I don't know. ants crawling on my jeans surrounded by maples, birches, cedar branches, soggy new leaves drying calmly drizziling lightly The dandylions are overdue soon the lawnmower will take their heads seeds shoved up towards the sky I came here to this tuffet today to catch up on my zzzs but the smell of tulips and lilacs are keeping me up Its my birthday today my twins's too my mother's too. the three of us born on the third drinking water black ... Views: 57 |
 | I prefer love. The original is www.youtube.com . I lose self in belief and see red where I exist. I see golden eagles, they call me to join them in the mea... The original is www.youtube.com . I lose self in belief and see red where I exist. I see golden eagles, they call me to join them in the meadow that is the sky. I listen with a rapture to birds making love, tumbling twisting hurtling against winds in avid appreciation. Dust clouds gather underneath us, I fly with insects that aren't afraid to leave the flowers below. We are wolves that caw at the moon luminous frightening captivating the hearts of any creature to ever stare and let me burn ... Views: 159 |
 | EPICKOS #27 The Battle of Kossovo www.kosovo.net the morning brightly dawns Two black ravens fly to Krushevats From Kosovo, that wide and level plain, And land upon the narro... www.kosovo.net the morning brightly dawns Two black ravens fly to Krushevats From Kosovo, that wide and level plain, And land upon the narrow castle tower, The castle tower of Lazarus the Tsar. The first bird caws, the second starts to talk: "Is this the tower of Glorious Lazarus, Or is there no one home in this white castle?" Only Lady Militsa is there to hear, And she alone walks out before the tower. Thus she speaks and asks the two black birds: "Ravens! in the name of God Almighty Tell ... Views: 13 |
 | Alphabet Sea - (Original) This song started out as a poem I wrote shortly after my mother died of Cancer... On the alphabet sea, all letters afloat, And I'm searching... This song started out as a poem I wrote shortly after my mother died of Cancer... On the alphabet sea, all letters afloat, And I'm searching for meaning alone in my boat, I catch one more 'P', means nothing to me, But thats all there is for as far as I see... I sail on through patches, catching no more, And then there's a rush as I head towards shore, I smile as I go after scoring an 'O', But it still makes no sense so onwards I go.. You make me wonder, what's it to be.. You make me wonder ... Views: 410 |
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