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Space Forum / Astronomy / April 2005Echoes by Leaf ..
Leaf wrote about nothing<G> In the great sea of absolutely nothing people argue about absolutely nothing and claim to be the true and only spokesman for absolutely nothing. And in doing so, they prove that they truly know the infinite. For they prove that they know nothing... A man once climbed up to the top of the hill and planted his flag on a mound of absolutely nothing. Then he returned and beat his chest and wailed as loudly as he could. He said he was the highest expression of absolutely nothing, and proclaimed himself to be a master. He wrote books about nothing, and these books were sold to others who wanted to read about nothing. And so others gathered around him and began wailing in similar fashion about nothing and they too felt they were in on nothing. They too, knew they were in possession of nothing. But then something dreadful occured. Others claimed the nothing was stolen. Others said they had nothing first. Others said He never really found nothing, and that he was lying about having found nothing...and they said he was a fraud of nothing. So they all got together to argue about nothing. They argued and argued about nothing for years and each thought they had won the argument about nothing. Each raised excellent points in the debate about nothing, and each thought the other side was mistaken about nothing. Many became upset over nothing, and they attacked others over nothing. Many felt they should serve the cause of nothing by standing up for nothing. Many felt that the were called by nothing to point out the flaws of those who argued over nothing. Some were even said to have left nothing, and that having left nothing, they were bound to reincarnate over and over again within nothing, until they realized that nothing was nothing, after all. All of the issues about nothing were considered very important by the ones who claimed to know all about nothing and they worked very hard and diligently to come up with clever ways to debate about nothing and they tried very hard to demonstrate that those who argued with them over nothing... knew absolutely nothing. By Leaf .. L B > Leaf wrote about nothing<G> > [quoted text clipped - 96 lines] > > B Some advice 1) >RL >My advice to you -- although you did not ask for it --- is: >1. Let up >2. Change your name >3. Get help from a professional >4. Stop expecting a poet to fix your problems >No wonder Edgar died in a puddle. " > ~ Holly 2) The grand old Duke of York He had 10,000 men He marched them up to the top of the hill And he marched them down again When they were up, they were up And when they were down they were down And when they were half way up the hill They were neither up or down ~ English folk song >> Leaf wrote about nothing<G> >> [quoted text clipped - 127 lines] > They were neither up or down > ~ English folk song I'll pass onto Leaf this advise .. So you too got nothing out of it <G> L B > >> Leaf wrote about nothing<G> > >> [quoted text clipped - 134 lines] > > B Remarkable. Your reply to my 'Google' posting has shown up BEFORE my 'Google' posting as viewed on 'Google'. Not Found The requested message, 1114360906.605153.243660@o13g2000cwo.googlegroups.com, could not be found. < Google Gaa gaa huh? > ------------------------------------------------------ >I'll pass onto Leaf this advise .. >So you too got nothing out of it <G> Would you prefer me to say that I got something out of nothing? <Grinning like the Chesire cat> Leafless, perhaps? ... Hunkering up for winter, down under? > *Leaf wrote about nothing<G>* > [quoted text clipped - 97 lines] > > B The sherriff's name was Jock, The sherriff's name was Jock, The sherriff's name was Jock 'cause he had a big..... ..gun. > > *Leaf wrote about nothing<G>* > > [quoted text clipped - 102 lines] > > ..gun. I thought you were off to uk.astronomy, Whisper? Well, while you're here you can read my poem: I walked the path to Susan's bed I meant to say goodbye Approaching to her side I found But only death and sky The trees within here sacred grove They only hear me cry As emptiness engulfs my soul With only death and sky The trees now whisper soft and grim A hymn of sad reply The forest air oppressing me With only death and sky The iron bells shriek out your name Their throats refuse to lie And I return the path I came >From only death and sky But I could not help turning back With all my strength to try To call you back once more to me >From out your death and sky Double-A > Whisper wrote:> >>The sherriff's name was Jock, >>The sherriff's name was Jock, [quoted text clipped - 32 lines] > > Double-A The preacher came up last, The preacher came up last, The preacher came up last with a bible up his...... ....sleeve. nightbat wrote > > > *Leaf wrote about nothing<G>* > > Whisper > > The sherriff's name was Jock, > > The sherriff's name was Jock, > > The sherriff's name was Jock 'cause he had a big..... > > > > ..gun. > Double-A > I thought you were off to uk.astronomy, Whisper? [quoted text clipped - 27 lines] > > Double-A nightbat For all we know Whisper is really normally quiet Hawkings and just upset that oc and nightbat have the most advanced alternate Universe models and it upsets him so. Now after cosmos exploring Darla the Universe is just a cotton candy fun mirror house so what's to get upset about it, enjoy it. And while we're waiting to be picked up by the Darla star folks why don't you try publishing some of your great net science poems Double-A, I'm sure we have a little time before Darla makes it back and we have to start boarding. Just remember once I say they are here all Science Elect Earth Officers report for Star Fleet duty, drop everything because the world is not enough for 1st Official Contact moment has arrived. carry on, the nightbat > nightbat wrote > [quoted text clipped - 44 lines] > just upset that oc and nightbat have the most advanced alternate > Universe models and it upsets him so. You kind of wonder if guys like Hawking ever read Usenet, and if they ever post anonymously. But Whisper is no Stephen Hawking! > Now after cosmos exploring Darla > the Universe is just a cotton candy fun mirror house so what's to get > upset about it, enjoy it. And while we're waiting to be picked up by the > Darla star folks why don't you try publishing some of your great net > science poems Double-A, I'm sure we have a little time before Darla > makes it back and we have to start boarding. Perhaps if I can get illustrious Officer Twitty to write a forward, but that's touch and go. > Just remember once I say > they are here all Science Elect Earth Officers report for Star Fleet [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > carry on, > the nightbat Next thing you'll be issuing us pagers! Double-A "I though nightbat Was Mr. Hawking ~ ?" ~ Twittering > "I though nightbat > Was Mr. > Hawking ~ ?" > ~ Twittering Nah! Haven't you noticed? nightbat doesn't have the British accent. Double-A nightbat wrote > "I though nightbat > Was Mr. > Hawking ~ ?" > ~ Twittering nightbat Respectfully Twitty just humble nightbat and it reminds me of a humorous story that occurred on sci.physics many years ago. I was having fun with some serious posters and telling them about the fallacy of Hawking's long stance of theoretical info being forever lost once it enters a black hole event horizon. First I said black holes don't exist no matter what that high and mighty " Hawkin's " guy claims, and second energy can never be lost from this Universe because it's indestructible. Anyway, a certain poster I forget his net handle got very upset not with what I had post subject claimed but with the way I called UK physics chair Hawking, just Hawkin's, and he said how dare you. I informed the poster what's the problem for lots of folks call the master physics guru Hawkin's informally for formal Hawking and proceeded to reference him to example site for affirmation. The irate net poster went on and on in objection and said I know Hawking personally and no one I know dares calls him that. Well I said something like, perhaps you're unaware of all the world wide folks that are respectfully aware of him and nothing personal but a lot of folks think nothing of calling him Hawkin's and just check the reference site. And I further said it wouldn't hurt to knock some of that hot air out of his hot air balloon. Well, to cut it short, ha, ha, low and behold later I found out Sir Hawking had a reference site about his deciding to sell his real hot air balloon and of reversal of his 30 year stance about energy info being lost through the event horizon to acknowledged possibility of a strong gravity fields ability to gradually disperse away within this Universe. Was that Hawking that took net offense under pseudo name, you tell me, just more importantly Twitty, at least until very recently he did get rid of that hot air ride balloon and started finally throwing Bert darts my model way. ponder on, the nightbat Inc. Well "I have one who likes to put her head Under The water stream. Then she seems startled to find her fur wet. The same water is re-circulated Through a filter, So it is room temperature And clean." ~ Karen R. "Room temperature? ... or just hang Out on the mezzanine? ... say, U, And I, Let's just enjoy the piano player. ... or listen." ~ Twittering "I have cats who don't mind Their bath, But that's too much. The cat who's with me now Likes drinking >From a running faucet. He lets the water Run off the top of his head, While he's drinking." ~ George "Get that cat A Drinkwell!" ~ Karen R. "Or an Ink Well?" ~ Twittering "My left Shoelace had snapped Just Before lunch." ~ Nicholson Baker, >From "The Mezzanine" [p. 11] "Get that cat A Drinkwell!" ~ Karen R. "Or a Think ~ Ink ~ Ing Well? Or so, I thought, after I asked, For what? To drink, Or think, Or spatter ink, Or pitter pat paws Around a pause ~ Peeking Round to see ~ Who's Here? A listing Cat, listening. * ... or think, Or spatter ink, Or pitter pat paws Around a pause ~ Peeking Round to see ~ Who's Listening? A listing Cat, listening. And me, here, Just twittering ... ...listing, Too. * Who's Here? A listing Cat, looking. And me, here, Just twittering ... Listening. ... listing, Too. Querty? Pretty birdie! * A listing Cat, looking. And me, here, Just twittering ... Looking, ... listing, Too. Querty? Pretty birdie! O Look! ~O^O~ " " A listing Cat, looking. And me, here, Just twittering ... Looking, ... listening, Too. Querty? Pretty birdie! O Look! ~O^O~ " " Owl! Who's Here! ^o!o^ Too. Yes, Who's Here With me now. " " O, Who, else? Who's little who. "o,o" " " The Ilk of Too! MeOw ~ Mewed Cat. Hear? O! Who ~ Hoots, too. Ooooooooooooo! See? `oo' I Twitter ~ ! Who hoots For Too ~ Too, Ooooooooo! Too Howls back ~ Who, Boooooooooooo! ^o!o^ "o,o" Little who ~ Cooooooooooos! I Twitter ~ ! ~ Twittering Music de Le Temps ~ Original Origin O that shimmering ~ The box black, It. Those grips, an other and an other here ~ To the inside of me ~ Burn stars of night. Face more light! Supplicano, I ~ clears my day. The beauty holds the eros in one scato ~ It black of the night, container of light's ignition, initiation. Swallow your pride. Like! Play fully song and praise your song. A Swallow, you! Annuncilo the morning, beautiful one, with stones to make a step through this evening. It opens my day in your hands, just where We ~ Ourselves ~ Opening. Itself, here together. Our voices echo posterior music from the black time of the night. "Was that Hawking that took Net offense under pseudo name, You tell me, Just more importantly Twitty, At least until very recently He did get rid of that hot air ride Balloon And started finally throwing Bert darts My model way." ponder on, the nightbat Just a Spectrum Disorder ~ Noir, A Troubled Tale, Not! Dissed! No, Not! Mr. Hawking's awfully kewl, True Super Dude. Saw him wink, Saw him smile. Saw him prowl, howl, We second that, Don't you know? Temper not what you know ~ He flies, soars, air-bourne silvered Light, winged hawk ~ Marking time, le printemps A round trade wind Aflew on mind, wind The delay, a day's delay Not. A day's Habitat, a Fancy dancer, he, Charmed gentleman, about town, Hangs out On the corner of time, A measure's treasure. A treasured truth contained. Out, out, darn Spot ~\ Today, l'aime de play. Play round time, >From time to time, On the corner with me, Shinning star, Mr. Hawking! You're a roundlet, dancer Aloft, Shining Cormorant, Man of ligh(i)ht ~ A mind's height, a measure, Today's mind, Your mind, A hand-held body made, Spirit into form, Mr. Hatter, Not mad. Said, what, and whom, well, Another matter ... nightbat wrote > > nightbat wrote > > > > > > > *Leaf wrote about nothing<G>* > > nightbat > > Just remember once I say [quoted text clipped - 5 lines] > > carry on, > > the nightbat > Double-A > Next thing you'll be issuing us pagers! > > Double-A nightbat No Officer Double-A that job will be Earth Officially red tape regulated to new Star folks have arrived agenda Nasa since all their best Earth produced space shuttles will be made museum pieces next to Darla's advanced Star Ships. If they skew up however the made in Taiwan pager Earth closed network Science elect top secret call sequencing, especially after Greysky organizes it, we will have no choice but to turn too and use the reliable Russian made ones. ponder on, the nightbat >> > *Leaf wrote about nothing<G>* >> > [quoted text clipped - 140 lines] > > Double-A A very Honest poem I see from afar yet so near with the heart ,, yet within soul .. Yet done so free with no control Mood .. by Bee The silence is loud .. The crackling in my ears explodes like an earth quake through my head, Crushing any thoughts that may have been a help to me. The isolation creeps into my emotional waters, Stunning the physical driving force. The fight to fight for fight to flight gets minute. Yet a breaking out urge that surges, Lays dormant due to outside influences nearby. All influences are pushed away, Immediate life-savers disappear on request. The sound of breaking snaps the angst within, As a sense of relief stirs the tears inside. The shock-waves continue on Looking to find the doorways of release. The pressure for a greater love Stretches the tension to near impossible modes. A new silence creeps in .. The smile takes the place of a sigh .. I feel O.K once again, Wondering what it was all about ... Wondering with wonderment at the passing parade Of inner laughter .. Wondering why! L B nightbat wrote With all this profound poetry looks like everyone is turning over a new leaf, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. carry on, the nightbat > nightbat wrote > [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > carry on, > the nightbat Thank you oh Knight Bat!:-) L B Long, long ago she said, "I love my horse so much! How can I make him love me?" Long, long ago I said, "You love your horse I know. How can I make you love me?" Many years ago it was. My arm was strong; my face was young. I tried to grab a hold of life, To take my place beneath the Sun. She walked into my world one day, I looked at her. Are you the one? Several years our friendship grew But for me, 'twas so much more. Those days seem sacred now to me A fairy tail, a lovely dream. I also rode her horse, you see. I rode her horse, but she never rode mine. And fairy tails to dust return In life's hot fires, to ashes burn. Cannot go back, though back we wish, All lost within the halls of time. Regrets so sear, yet times sublime. I rode her horse, but she never rode mine. So all is lost, yet all is here, Ancient, cold, yet brings a tear, Far away, yet close to me. I could not see what was to come. Now I see, now it's done. Now I see! Oh, now I see! Long, time ago she said, "I love my horse so much! How can I make him love me?" Life's lessons always lost on me, A tear within my eye I ask, "How can I make you love me?" Double-A > Long, long ago she said, > "I love my horse so much! [quoted text clipped - 39 lines] > > Double-A The fields of fields in fields is seen .. Through many times we love unseen .. The thrills and skills and chills we gather .. Of couldn't have him .. Couldn't have her .. Dithering dithers .. Of prome land matter .. Yin meets Yang .. Yang meets Yin .. To some ... adventure, And some .. "It's Sin!". Weaving and learning, we strive for once more . to merely find balance .. Upon waters .. Of our shore.. Once more we dive into the pool of Love .. To discover .. It's all inside!! OUT! ... THROUGH!!! And above. L B > Dithering dithers .. > Of prome land matter .. [quoted text clipped - 22 lines] > > B Am I dead or am I living? I'm too afraid to care, I'm too afraid to know I'm too afraid to look behind me At the feast of the crow >> Dithering dithers .. >> Of prome land matter .. [quoted text clipped - 27 lines] > I'm too afraid to look behind me > At the feast of the crow DEAD! You say? You quick witted parade?? Oh wicked thoughts we play in mind . Are there for us to shadow box. When shaow boxers bust out from in .. The "IN" is warm and crisp to spin! Oh fear of fearing what we are .. Is like not riding apon a Star!. Oh Woe to those .. selective blind For feastings crows brings strength in mind .. Yet higher mind is great to "see" . What's behind is DEAD to Thee.. For what is NOW is all in space .. The fine line between the unknown Through this chace .. Oh wicked fools we are to think there isn't more! We're just on the "Brink" .. A small piece of matter is all we use .. There more in awaiting .. If we dare to chose .. Your call.. L B nightbat wrote > Long, long ago she said, > "I love my horse so much! [quoted text clipped - 39 lines] > > Double-A nightbat Officer Double-A try to control your sad poetic feelings of net displayed Twitty directed love and please no further inferences of animal horse and human love talk. Twitty is not in love with a horse, so stop acting like a net love smitten horse's a.s and snap out of it, if it's meant to be it will happen and if not think of all the advanced potential Darla Star Race incoming exotic virgins. Yes, admittedly Officer Twitty is a beautiful net dream with the right to wag her tail in whose ever direction she joyfully wants, let her decide, deep passionate love is sweeter if they happily fall voluntarily. Act like the potential Earth Elect high ranking Engineering Star Officer that you are, let your displayed science prowess and fearless mystery do the rest. In an unrelated issue I am requesting your opinion on potential Earth Star Fleet Service uniform colors for pertinent Science Officers Elect. I am in approval for the use of the bright color red for engineering Officers in light weight velcro buttons breezy silk top uniform and black trousers. Also Black polished leather boots with thick plasma electrical generating room insulating rubber soles and heels. And for you as the chief, gold insignia braided on the end sleeves and collar with gold Engineering Commander lightning bolts. Naturally Darla and the other advanced Star Race crew members can still walk around naked but as Earth high ranking Elect Officers we need to keep up authority crew appearances or until we get accustomed to the relaxed tight in space close environment. And for Officer Bert he can just wear the previous advised soft leather adult lined pull ups with red side stripes and gold multiverse sci fi ball insignia. For myself as most favored Star Race approved net designate Earth chief Liaison Officer and new Earth appointed Captain of the entire Earth Star Race Fleet advanced intergalactic craft, silk uniform should consist of Earth sky blue top with black trousers gold colored running shoes, gold braided cuffs and collar, total fleet gold not Earth normal silver Captains twin bars, and left chest button Double-A designed pager for all High ranking Officers, including for my assistant second in Command, Lieutenant Liaison Officer Mr. Bohne. Always with the understanding of Galactic Federation High Council Authority and Commander Pros overlooking watchful co authority assistance as diplomatic Star Ship operations united Command intermediary. carry on, the nightbat > nightbat wrote > [quoted text clipped - 85 lines] > carry on, > the nightbat I hear somewhere over "there" .. In some states you can STILL love you pet to your heart's delight!! One man even tried to MARRY his horse .. he didn't succeed of course .. But the Thought was there .. Say whah!! L B nightbat wrote > > nightbat wrote > Bee > I hear somewhere over "there" .. [quoted text clipped - 7 lines] > > B nightbat I see no objection for my assistant Officer Mr. Bohne possibly trying to or getting some honey from a Bee. (:~) the nightbat >nightbat wrote > [quoted text clipped - 18 lines] > > the nightbat Yes Sir, The Nightbat, Sir! I am here and waiting for your orders. Shall we milk the bee? Or squeeze it? C. nightbat wrote > >nightbat wrote > > [quoted text clipped - 23 lines] > Shall we milk the bee? Or squeeze it? > C. nightbat Ha, ha, I say follow that posted personal directed secret code Bee c.nt business, sounds interesting, squeeze it for all it's worth. at ease, carry on, the nightbat >> Yes Sir, The Nightbat, Sir! >> I am here and waiting for your orders. [quoted text clipped - 5 lines] > Ha, ha, I say follow that posted personal directed secret code >Bee c.nt business, sounds interesting, squeeze it for all it's worth. Yes Sir! I will de-c.nt the Bee! > at ease, carry on, Thank You SIR! > the nightbat Lieutenant Liaison Office Bohne ready to leave on your order, SIR! C. nightbat wrote > >> Officer Bohne > >> Yes Sir, The Nightbat, Sir! [quoted text clipped - 6 lines] > > Ha, ha, I say follow that posted personal directed secret code > >Bee c.nt business, sounds interesting, squeeze it for all it's worth. > Officer Bohne > Yes Sir! > I will de-c.nt the Bee! > >nightbat > > at ease, carry on, > Officer Bohne > Thank You SIR! > > the nightbat > > Lieutenant Liaison Office Bohne ready to leave on your order, SIR! > > C. nightbat I knew I could depend on you, make it so the Bee never forgets your astute Officer scientific probing and milking. Leave no excited point raised areas or secret coded ones unexamined. As respectfully ordered and on behalf of all science, squeeze them for all they're worth till she Shakespeare in the code Park Bee buzzes for Earth Officer more. carry on, the nightbat > nightbat wrote > [quoted text clipped - 35 lines] > carry on, > the nightbat What lay in between .. The matter of a matter .. of a fact? Listen to the sound . Of the Beez buzzing around . You awaken the fear .. Of your "unknown you steer". Shake off your armour.. Forget about the drama .. Don't send in your troopers .. For they'll keep getting bloopers .. Be strong oh Front one Don't fear that you'll get stung .. Step up the drawing board . Are you not "Star Lord"?? L B > > nightbat wrote > > [quoted text clipped - 59 lines] > > B Happy busy buzzing Bee, Flitting 'bout from tree to tree, Skirting 'long the forest bower, Sampling nectar from each flower. Lighting on a sunlight rose, Gath'ring pollen as she goes, Happily she wends her way On a carefree summer's day. Soon again she will arrive At the safety of her hive With the fragrant honey comb, Just a place that she calls home. Happy Bee who means no harm, She is sweet; her heart is warm. But don't mess with her awing, You may feel her painful sting! Double-A >> > nightbat wrote >> > [quoted text clipped - 91 lines] > > Double-A Oh this be frightfully bright . From a distant star ..???? Near planet !! But not quite . Oh this bee respectfully received .. As one sounds out what's achieved.. You be Master in drwaing on what's perceived :-0 L B > >> > nightbat wrote > >> > [quoted text clipped - 105 lines] > > B I went upon my late might walk Along the dark and dreary path, The one along the cattail swamp, Yes, out I went this very morn. The sky was overcast and gray. There were no stars or moon tonight. The air hung heavy cold and damp, As I trudged onward through the gloom. Startled by a blackbird screech Out within the haunted swamp, Now I quickened up my stride As I hurried down the path. Then I saw it up ahead, The shadow figure, black as soot, Standing there as I drew near Like a column of black smoke! Not to cede the swamp to him, I've seen him lurking other nights, But I thought, "I've walked enough." As I turned and made retreat. Not that I was so afraid To confront him, man or ghost. That I'll do some other night, So I thought as I rushed home. Double-A > nightbat wrote > [quoted text clipped - 16 lines] > I see no objection for my assistant Officer Mr. Bohne possibly > trying to or getting some honey from a Bee. (:~) Bee ware ..I have my acomplice! //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// "Feel out the taste of Honey Due Drops Drippin' from the tongue of Medusa's Offspring .. Sproutin' on a New Born Day of Sunrays .. The clouds begin to hide .. Could it be Pride??!! //////////////////////////// Carry on! SIR! l B > the nightbat >In some states you can STILL love you pet to your heart's delight!! > [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > >B Roman Cesar Caligula married his horse and made it Pro-Consul of the Roman Empire ... C. > > nightbat wrote > > [quoted text clipped - 96 lines] > > B Last year when we were having gay marriages here in Portland, I remember seeing one guy interviewed by the local news who was standing in line to try to get a license to marry his dog! I think he was more trying to make a sarcastic statement than anything else. By the way, those gay marriages were all invalidated a few days ago by our state Supreme Court. But I can assure you, that there were no unnatural acts going on involving the horse in my poem! There was only the normal pet owner's affections for her magnificent horse. It's a very sentimental poem, if you guys could only keep your minds out of the bestiality gutter! Double-A >> > nightbat wrote >> > [quoted text clipped - 139 lines] > > Double-A My deepest of apolygies to you Double A .. As I DID see into your poem .. It's just that I did explain somewhere along the line that I swap lanes and they come when they decide to .. I meant NOTHING like "bestiality gutter!" towards your poem at all. I am of the inquisitive kind and know that not many can see through to me as i wash over what comes through like an unfearful child.. Withh all good intention. L B > >> > nightbat wrote > >> > [quoted text clipped - 153 lines] > > B No problem, Bee. No need to apologize. It was nightbat who started it with his inappropriate insinuations. Anyway, I know it's all in good fun. Although, I have a mind to report nightbat for behavior unbecoming an officer and a gentleman. Just keep it up, nighbat, and see how long those captain's bars rest on your shoulders when Darla hears about this! It was bad enough to insult my lady friends like that, but insulting an innocent horse! I really think that horse deserves an apology from you, nighbat! Double-A >No problem, Bee. > [quoted text clipped - 14 lines] > >Double-A Do I smell a mutiny here? C. >> >> > nightbat wrote >> >> > [quoted text clipped - 196 lines] > > Double-A I bow down to your acceptance of my unthoughtfulness .. I change with the wind .. And like a small child .. Pluck the wierdest things out of the wild. L B > >> >> > nightbat wrote > >> >> > [quoted text clipped - 205 lines] > > B That's what makes you so loveable, Bee. Double-A >But I can assure you, that there were no unnatural acts going on >involving the horse in my poem! Not even a little bit? > There was only the normal pet owner's >affections for her magnificent horse. Normal? Oh, I see :> >It's a very sentimental poem, if you guys could only keep your minds >out of the bestiality gutter! They are so terrible, aren't they? >Double-A Single C. >nightbat > > Officer Double-A try to control your sad poetic feelings of net >displayed Twitty directed love and please no further inferences of >animal horse and human love talk. Yeah, yeah! > Twitty is not in love with a horse, so >stop acting like a net love smitten horse's a.s and snap out of it, if >it's meant to be it will happen and if not think of all the advanced >potential Darla Star Race incoming exotic virgins. Hear, hear... and VIRGINS!!! > Yes, admittedly >Officer Twitty is a beautiful net dream with the right to wag her tail >in whose ever direction she joyfully wants, let her decide, deep >passionate love is sweeter if they happily fall voluntarily. She wags her --- tail? >Act like >the potential Earth Elect high ranking Engineering Star Officer that you >are, let your displayed science prowess and fearless mystery do the >rest. oops ... "potential elect"? >In an unrelated issue I am requesting your opinion on potential Earth >Star Fleet Service uniform colors for pertinent Science Officers Elect. GREY with much brown at the bottom! >I am in approval for the use of the bright color red for engineering >Officers in light weight velcro buttons breezy silk top uniform and >black trousers. Also Black polished leather boots with thick plasma >electrical generating room insulating rubber soles and heels. And for >you as the chief, gold insignia braided on the end sleeves and collar >with gold Engineering Commander lightning bolts. May I have indigo or purple, please? With platinum paspilation? >Naturally Darla and the >other advanced Star Race crew members can still walk around naked but as hehehehe >Earth high ranking Elect Officers we need to keep up authority crew >appearances or until we get accustomed to the relaxed tight in space >close environment. Never mind, I will get used to that very fast.... <blush> >And for Officer Bert he can just wear the previous >advised soft leather adult lined pull ups with red side stripes and gold [quoted text clipped - 7 lines] >including for my assistant second in Command, Lieutenant Liaison Officer >Mr. Bohne. oh, I see .. ok I take the purple back ... but what about platinum instead of gold? >Always with the understanding of Galactic Federation High >Council Authority and Commander Pros overlooking watchful co authority >assistance as diplomatic Star Ship operations united Command >intermediary. So be it! > carry on, > the nightbat Amen! C. > nightbat wrote > [quoted text clipped - 49 lines] > stop acting like a net love smitten horse's a.s and snap out of it, if > it's meant to be it will happen Oh nighbat, you're such a brutal critic! When I wrote the poem and showed it to Twitty several months ago, she thought it was quite nice, but as I explained to her, it is about things that happened a long ago, back when, "I was a lonely teenage bronc'n buck, with a pink carnation and a pickup truck." > and if not think of all the advanced > potential Darla Star Race incoming exotic virgins. But they're all whales! > Yes, admittedly > Officer Twitty is a beautiful net dream with the right to wag her tail [quoted text clipped - 6 lines] > In an unrelated issue I am requesting your opinion on potential Earth > Star Fleet Service uniform colors for pertinent Science Officers Elect. "They took the blue from the skies and a pretty girl's eyes and a touch of Old Glory too/ And gave it to the men who proudly wear the U.S. Air Force blue." There ya go. Air Force blue! > I am in approval for the use of the bright color red for engineering > Officers in light weight velcro buttons breezy silk top uniform and [quoted text clipped - 13 lines] > with black trousers gold colored running shoes, gold braided cuffs and > collar, total fleet gold not Earth normal silver Captains twin bars, You've been giving this a lot of thought! > and > left chest button Double-A designed pager for all High ranking Officers, Com badge, that is. > including for my assistant second in Command, Lieutenant Liaison Officer > Mr. Bohne. Always with the understanding of Galactic Federation High [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > carry on, > the nightbat Double-A >> and if not think of all the advanced >> potential Darla Star Race incoming exotic virgins. > >But they're all whales! Not much difference here from many American beauties :-) When in San Diego I went to Sea World (to see the Orcas) and to the beach later, guess where I saw the bigger whales? C. > >> and if not think of all the advanced > >> potential Darla Star Race incoming exotic virgins. [quoted text clipped - 5 lines] > and to the beach later, guess where I saw the bigger whales? > C. Your anti-American bigotry is well-known, Chuckweasel, no need to advertise.  SignatureOfficial Associate AFA-B Vote Rustler <http://www.insurgent.org/~kook-faq/alexa/socks.html> <http://www.petitmorte.net/cujo/kazoo/kazoo.html> >> >> and if not think of all the advanced >> >> potential Darla Star Race incoming exotic virgins. [quoted text clipped - 8 lines] >Your anti-American bigotry is well-known, Chuckweasel, no need to >advertise. Remember, Chuckweasels idea of beauty is unkept curly hair smelling of sheep dip... SignatureDoes the name Pavlov ring a bell? > >> >> and if not think of all the advanced > >> >> potential Darla Star Race incoming exotic virgins. [quoted text clipped - 11 lines] > Remember, Chuckweasels idea of beauty is unkept curly hair smelling of > sheep dip... The sheep know his voice, and try to run away. SignatureOfficial Associate AFA-B Vote Rustler <http://www.insurgent.org/~kook-faq/alexa/socks.html> <http://www.petitmorte.net/cujo/kazoo/kazoo.html> >> >> >> and if not think of all the advanced >> >> >> potential Darla Star Race incoming exotic virgins. [quoted text clipped - 13 lines] > >The sheep know his voice, and try to run away. I thought you guys meant the whiskey. I assumed he had to get his sheep drunk first. Jade Notorious net kook, psycho, transvestite, saucerhead, cuphead, platehead, coward, ignoramus, transvestite, commie pinko, nigger lovin', manhating dyke, tranvestite, asexual anarchist and all around lunatic Robert "mop jockey" Wolfe, while cowering behind his "Daedalus" <by.jove@whats1t.org> sock wrote: >>> >> >> and if not think of all the advanced >>> >> >> potential Darla Star Race incoming exotic virgins. [quoted text clipped - 19 lines] > > Jade Go write some LOTR fanfic about it, why don't ya... SignatureOfficial Grand Wizard of alt.f.ck alt.military.collecting.medals and THIS FROUP! (coming soon) INSTRUCTIONS: Only replies x-posted to alt.f.ck will be responded to. (...not.) I would like to dedicate this sig to the little people: "I've had multiple Usenet accounts for years, kook." - Mike Davis "Wow, getting multiple accounts just so you can try to troll Usenet with your lame sock puppet act is really kooky" - Mike Davis "You have multiple accounts? Most kooks do so that they have at least one place to whine from when their access is nuked." - Cujo DeCrotchPuppet "I am sending a copy of your post to the abuse department of your ISP with CCs to the FTC and the FBI." - Mike Davis Fukking Loses it Completely, Wayne Manzo Style. This sig has recieved raving reviews (from raving lunatics): "Thanks for keeping me in your .sig for months and years." - Lunch Lady J*** torlled again. "Thanks for continuing to admit who owns you in your .sig." - Lunch lady J*** "ignoring" me. "Kept us in his .sig for quite a while now, I see." - Lunch Lady J*** "Tell me is Roberta still wandering usenet displying the names of his owners proudly in his .sig?" - Lunch Lady J*** wondering aloud about all of that stuff she claims to "ignore". "What's w/ the sig?" - HVAC "You must really be hard up for sig material, mop jockey. Well, looking at your recent sigs, I can see why." - Michael Davis "I see you added more proof of my ownership of your gender-confused carcass to your sig, you morphing freak." - Cujo DeSuckpuppet "Forgot about your sig, didn't you. DOOP!" - Michael Davis is Obese "Wax in your inner ear, doodoo in your outer ear Two cows, a zebra will jump through your atmosphere" - Dr. Octagon PHd. "Octo ~ Hey ~ ! Heck, yeah. Roberta's roaming the gloam ..." ~ Twitttering Notorious net kook, psycho, transvestite, saucerhead, cuphead, platehead, coward, ignoramus, transvestite, commie pinko, nigger lovin', manhating dyke, tranvestite, asexual anarchist and all around lunatic Robert "mop jockey" Wolfe, while cowering behind his "Twittering One" <by.jove@whats1t.org> sock wrote: > "Octo ~ Hey ~ ! > Heck, yeah. Roberta's roaming the gloam ..." > ~ Twitttering "Jade" was not trolled. HTH LOL SignatureOfficial Grand Wizard of alt.f.ck alt.military.collecting.medals and THIS FROUP! (coming soon) INSTRUCTIONS: Only replies x-posted to alt.f.ck will be responded to. (...not.) I would like to dedicate this sig to the little people: "I've had multiple Usenet accounts for years, kook." - Mike Davis "Wow, getting multiple accounts just so you can try to troll Usenet with your lame sock puppet act is really kooky" - Mike Davis "You have multiple accounts? Most kooks do so that they have at least one place to whine from when their access is nuked." - Cujo DeCrotchPuppet "I am sending a copy of your post to the abuse department of your ISP with CCs to the FTC and the FBI." - Mike Davis Fukking Loses it Completely, Wayne Manzo Style. This sig has recieved raving reviews (from raving lunatics): "Thanks for keeping me in your .sig for months and years." - Lunch Lady J*** torlled again. "Thanks for continuing to admit who owns you in your .sig." - Lunch lady J*** "ignoring" me. "Kept us in his .sig for quite a while now, I see." - Lunch Lady J*** "Tell me is Roberta still wandering usenet displying the names of his owners proudly in his .sig?" - Lunch Lady J*** wondering aloud about all of that stuff she claims to "ignore". "What's w/ the sig?" - HVAC "You must really be hard up for sig material, mop jockey. Well, looking at your recent sigs, I can see why." - Michael Davis "I see you added more proof of my ownership of your gender-confused carcass to your sig, you morphing freak." - Cujo DeSuckpuppet "Forgot about your sig, didn't you. DOOP!" - Michael Davis is Obese "Wax in your inner ear, doodoo in your outer ear Two cows, a zebra will jump through your atmosphere" - Dr. Octagon PHd. >>> >> >> and if not think of all the advanced >>> >> >> potential Darla Star Race incoming exotic virgins. [quoted text clipped - 19 lines] > >Jade I think he uses Roofies. SignatureDoes the name Pavlov ring a bell? >> nightbat wrote >> [quoted text clipped - 129 lines] > > Double-A I DID BTW read your poem just as that .. A kind soul as i when it comes to animals .. I am always picking up strays and getting them healthy... Mostly birds and then they fly away ... I love my birds I lose most of the time ..It's just that there is always many sides that tweek others into other triggers that bring out other sides portrayed .. I could read that poem in many ways .. As I see it .. Our poems come to us via some trigger yet, there is always a Bigger picture vies .. whereby we are but mere tools in the world of unravelling .. During the unravelling.. The unravelling will come .. To create a new happening?? Creative hearts are won! L B > >> nightbat wrote > >> [quoted text clipped - 151 lines] > > B Thanks, Bee. I'm sure you are a very kind person. They say that poems take on a life of their own once they've been written. People can read into them things that are meaningful to them. Sometimes the poet doesn't intend the poem to be too clear, or have an exact meaning. Some of my poems are like that. This poem actually refers to something that actually happened in my life log ago and is meaningful to me, but a lot is left untold. I think to write a good poem means to write it such that the reader can get something out of it and enjoy it without having to know the private meanings of the author. But it is always of interest to literature professors later on trying to analyze just who and what in your life you were referring to in your poem. Double-A nightbat wrote > > >> nightbat wrote > > >> [quoted text clipped - 178 lines] > > > > B > Double-A > Thanks, Bee. I'm sure you are a very kind person. [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > Sometimes the poet doesn't intend the poem to be too clear, or have an > exact meaning. Some of my poems are like that. nightbat Life of their own, read into them, no thank you, pet love and later Bee's input made it explicit. > Double-A > This poem actually refers to something that actually happened in my [quoted text clipped - 6 lines] > > Double-A nightbat Please Double-A, no more young days animal reference love poems, we get the point. Ok, ok, when you're very young you're allowed a little experimentation room, but holy cotton candy, enough. carry on, the nightbat >but holy cotton candy, enough. Yes A-A, enough is enough - don't embarrass the Captain! C. > >but holy cotton candy, enough. > > Yes A-A, enough is enough - don't embarrass the Captain! > C. Why not? His flippant, inappropriate critiquing has already made him an embarrassment to his uniform! Double-A >> >but holy cotton candy, enough. >> >> Yes A-A, enough is enough - don't embarrass the Captain! >> C. > >Why not? Just because! >His flippant, inappropriate critiquing has already made him an >embarrassment to his uniform! He is the captain. >Double-A If we look at you upside down you look more like a "W" And I do mistrust all double-yous.... ;-)) Good night, C. > nightbat wrote > [quoted text clipped - 213 lines] > carry on, > the nightbat Nightbat, Didn't you ever have a beloved pet? (And I don't mean a live in sheep!) Double-A nightbat wrote > > nightbat wrote > > > > > > >> nightbat wrote > Didn't you ever have a beloved pet? > > (And I don't mean a live in sheep!) > > Double-A nightbat Well I do own an Irish pony for the children but believe me despite our great fondness for it no thoughts ever crossed any of our family members mind of unchecked love to the point of wanting marriage to it. Ha, ha, at least you know we are just having fun with you Double-A, and I know what you deeply meant by that net posted poem of rebuffed love, try to get over Twitty, or give her a little breathing room at least. Once hopefully aboard the Darla Star Ship and Officer Twitty is now bravely with us, who knows, the always up close LY racing stars and exciting and dangerous close working conditions might just put a whole new passionate light on your net relationship with her. That dashing red and gold silk uniform with gold insignia Commander engineering twin lightening bolt bars might do it. You know, make Twitty just can't help herself but constantly left Star Service Staff Officer breast pin pager comm. hailing you for in flight advanced Star ship power assistance. Look out, next stop looks like Venus. (:~) Carry on, the nightbat [snip] > Ha, ha, at least you know we are just having fun with you > Double-A, [snip] > the nightbat I know, you and buzzy buzzy Bee. No kangaroo poems for her! But did you hear the joke about the gal who went out on a date with an Aussie? Seems things were clicking real well, so they decided to get a motel room for the night. Once there, he starts clearing all the furniture, moving everything back as far out of the way as possible! She thinks this is rather odd, so the asks him, "Have you ever been with a woman before?" He says, 'No. But I have been with a kangaroo, and I know it takes a lot of room!" Ponder on that, Double-A > nightbat wrote > [quoted text clipped - 213 lines] > carry on, > the nightbat Knight Batt !! Sir!... Some people like "apples" Some people like "oranges".. Some people just don't like "either" And can't a 'landing -pad' to "Rule" .. And some are just "fools".. But beware the fool whom speaks in foreign tongue to those he knows ... Who can't handle .. What has been "spun" .. That speaks without fear .. Of shedding a tear .. L B >> >> nightbat wrote >> >> [quoted text clipped - 195 lines] > > Double-A No problemo .. oh Sri Doubel A .. You speak through the Intelligence of the heart .. The hardest one of all.. L B L B That quine poem, bat, not written for me. Double-A wrote that for someone else ... nightbat wrote > That quine poem, bat, > not written for me. > > Double-A wrote that for someone else ... nightbat I was naturally defending your sweet reputation Darling even from love smitten Officer Double-A. As a proud normally night flying bat I do not particularly approve of his net stated love poem which he says was written in his young innocence days about female quinine love over Earth permitted male love marriage to a human. At least even Officer Bert has never gone that far, remaining with toy female blow up dolls only. Miss bent out of shape lovely Bee came in with the additional oh so friendly pet connotations, not distinguished Captain elect me. Now Double-A wishes that I, gallant, fearless, humble nightbat apologize to his reported so many other female love interests and poem pony, Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, silly still in a fog love lorn Officer Double-A. Hope he snaps out of it before Darla Star Ship take off time for I can't have my senior staff Officers running around half dazed. Thank goodness for brilliant still single Star Ship Officer Elect Mr. Bohne, my trusted assistant Officer, or who knows where that buzzing Bee horse pet marriage love thread would have gone. My heavy responsibility duty as Star Fleet Captain Elect is to hopefully keep my Earth Science Elect Officers in line even yes, horse love poem smitten ones like Double-A. Officer Bohne has duly volunteered to take care of the secret code misbehaving Bee. later sweet, the nightbat >Officer Bohne has duly volunteered to take care of the secret code >misbehaving Bee. > > later sweet, > the nightbat For the moment I can declare alt.astronomy as BEE-free :-) So Veronika is the only left darling, again :-)) C. > >Officer Bohne has duly volunteered to take care of the secret code > >misbehaving Bee. [quoted text clipped - 5 lines] > So Veronika is the only left darling, again :-)) > C. Achtung Mossad! SignatureOfficial Associate AFA-B Vote Rustler <http://www.insurgent.org/~kook-faq/alexa/socks.html> <http://www.petitmorte.net/cujo/kazoo/kazoo.html> >>Officer Bohne has duly volunteered to take care of the secret code >>misbehaving Bee. [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > For the moment I can declare alt.astronomy as BEE-free :-) > So Veronika is the only left darling, again :-)) Oh forgive me for my "overdue" presence <G> I shall become reformed for a mere moment ... da da da .. Gone!! Back again :-0 l B > C. Oh my god - the Bee is back :-) C. BEE welcome ;-> >> For the moment I can declare alt.astronomy as BEE-free :-) >> So Veronika is the only left darling, again :-)) [quoted text clipped - 8 lines] > >Back again :-0 > Oh my god - the Bee is back :-) > > C. > > BEE welcome ;-> No quartz crystal gazing to discuss today, Chuckweasel? > >> For the moment I can declare alt.astronomy as BEE-free :-) > >> So Veronika is the only left darling, again :-)) [quoted text clipped - 8 lines] > > > >Back again :-0 SignatureOfficial Associate AFA-B Vote Rustler <http://www.insurgent.org/~kook-faq/alexa/socks.html> <http://www.petitmorte.net/cujo/kazoo/kazoo.html> > Oh my god - the Bee is back :-) > > C. > > BEE welcome ;-> YOU ... are most Welcome .. To Welcome me .. Signing oftt! Bee-Ji-Stand-ground .. >>> For the moment I can declare alt.astronomy as BEE-free :-) >>> So Veronika is the only left darling, again :-)) [quoted text clipped - 8 lines] >> >>Back again :-0 > Long, long ago she said, > "I love my horse so much! [quoted text clipped - 39 lines] > > Double-A When we set out on this journey There were no doubts in our minds We set our eyes to the distance We would find what we would find We took courage from our numbers What we sought, we did not fear Sometimes we'd glimpse a shadow falling Then the shadow would disappear But our thoughts kept returning To something the boy said as we turned to go He said 'You'll never see our faces again, You'll be food for a carrion crow'. |
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