Control Denied - The Fragile Art Of Existence
Same place, different time, same chase
A different line
A chance to heal, to allow what's real
To take it's course
Like a brush in hand, to paint a picture
Of what we would like to see
And love to be
The vision is clear, taking charge of fear
For granted I do not take the future
To be changed by triumph
Tears and pain of the past
I gain wisdom
The fragile art of existence
Is kept alive by sheer persistence
The fragile art of existence
No time for self-pity
No time for dwelling on what should have been
But is yet to be
Take the plunge, take the chance
Safe in the heart and soul from elements
Spawned by those void of no self-worth
And no sense of dreams
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Home of the Porchies, the Sluts, those afflicted with Smaw Poese, the lonely bitter Hags, the Homie Ho's, the ubiquitous and somewhat cantankerous Unicorn, and anyone else who feels like an outcast from time to time.
Weaver Girl said:
At our backs the castle door,
others feel free to ignore
this extension of extended metaphor
On the porch swings where we sit,
quick of tongue and fleet of wit
games and poems to submit
Open books in open hands,
poetry from other lands,
lyrics from our favorite bands
A telling word, a single note,
and meaning in a random quote:
significance of what we wrote
Different cultures and aesthetic,
for this we're not apologetic!
We are just beyond poetic!
Killers, X Files, Broken Bride
never are these words denied,
here they often all collide
from the early light of dawn,
as we used to, still wait on
the random poetry anons
Jack White, movies, TBS,
have you wisdom to profess?
Here, the answer's always "Yes"
Here we play, by words transfixed,
Haiku and pop culture mixed,
nothing broken, nothing fixed
Here is truth and here's creation
joy and horror, pain, elation,
in a story, small salvation
And here is laughter, here we're free
to be whatever we may be
and though others may disagree,
we greet the castle, greet its lord
and do so of our own accord
and shun the frothing, rabid horde
Be it known I'd so much rather
read my friends and all their "blather,"
on the porch here, where we gather.
others feel free to ignore
this extension of extended metaphor
On the porch swings where we sit,
quick of tongue and fleet of wit
games and poems to submit
Open books in open hands,
poetry from other lands,
lyrics from our favorite bands
A telling word, a single note,
and meaning in a random quote:
significance of what we wrote
Different cultures and aesthetic,
for this we're not apologetic!
We are just beyond poetic!
Killers, X Files, Broken Bride
never are these words denied,
here they often all collide
from the early light of dawn,
as we used to, still wait on
the random poetry anons
Jack White, movies, TBS,
have you wisdom to profess?
Here, the answer's always "Yes"
Here we play, by words transfixed,
Haiku and pop culture mixed,
nothing broken, nothing fixed
Here is truth and here's creation
joy and horror, pain, elation,
in a story, small salvation
And here is laughter, here we're free
to be whatever we may be
and though others may disagree,
we greet the castle, greet its lord
and do so of our own accord
and shun the frothing, rabid horde
Be it known I'd so much rather
read my friends and all their "blather,"
on the porch here, where we gather.
Go With The Flow
This River Is Wild
Leaves are falling down
On the beautiful ground
I heard a story from the man in red
He said the leaves are falling down
Such a beautiful sound so I think you
Son, I think you better go ahead
But you always hold your head up high
Cause it's a long, long, long way down
This town was meant for passing through
But it ain't nothing new
Now go and show them
That the world stayed round
But it's a long, long, long way down
You better run for the hills before they burn
Listen to the sound of the world
And watch it turn
I just want to show you what I know
And catch you when the current lets you go
Or should I just get along with myself
I never did get along with everybody else
I've been trying hard to do what's right
But you know I could stay here all night
And watch the clouds fall from the sky
This river is wild
This river is wild
The Killers
Leaves are falling down
On the beautiful ground
I heard a story from the man in red
He said the leaves are falling down
Such a beautiful sound so I think you
Son, I think you better go ahead
But you always hold your head up high
Cause it's a long, long, long way down
This town was meant for passing through
But it ain't nothing new
Now go and show them
That the world stayed round
But it's a long, long, long way down
You better run for the hills before they burn
Listen to the sound of the world
And watch it turn
I just want to show you what I know
And catch you when the current lets you go
Or should I just get along with myself
I never did get along with everybody else
I've been trying hard to do what's right
But you know I could stay here all night
And watch the clouds fall from the sky
This river is wild
This river is wild
The Killers
The Switch & The Spur
any poor souls
who trespass against us
Whether it be beast or man
Will suffer the bite
or be stung dead on sight
By those who inhabit this land
For theirs is the power
And this is their kingdom
as sure as the sun does burn
So enter this path
but heed these four words...
......you shall never return.
The Raconteurs
who trespass against us
Whether it be beast or man
Will suffer the bite
or be stung dead on sight
By those who inhabit this land
For theirs is the power
And this is their kingdom
as sure as the sun does burn
So enter this path
but heed these four words...
......you shall never return.
The Raconteurs
58 comments:
Oh manz. I'm first? I feel awkward -er now.
Um, o.k. well -just wanted to wish Smoke a Happy Birthday! (kinda late..) Unless of course I did actually loose my mind somewhere like I figured... And it's not your birthday.
In which case, well shit. Just forget me dear! I speak Der!! ;p Hope ya had an awesome one, no matter what or which!
Hope ya all good ladies!
-loves!
Lewis,
Congrats on 1st place! Whoop! Whoop!
Great to see you this morn!
I'm using !!! because I am channeling my inner FASC!!!!
Happy Friday all!
Thank you, Lewis! ^_^
I gotta go make my coffee before my husband swipes it all. >_<
Have a great day! It's Friday people! THANK GOD!!!
XOXO
hello hello!
i am late!
congrats on first place lewis! lovely to see you around!
I'm using !!! because I am channeling my inner FASC!!!!
hee hee you made me smile solly!
hi proncess!
hope everyone has fantabulous fridays!
oh and where are the words from solly?
Happy Friday!!! ^_^
I am wearing my Don Quixote skirt to work today.
ooh cool RW!!
oh and solly apologies, i googled and they are a band!
sorry i had never heard of them!
have a great day RW!
Hi FASC!
Glad to make you smile!!!
They band is called Controlled Denied and the song is "The Fragile Art of Existence". A friend sent these lyrics to me in an email and even though I have never heard the song, they stuck with me.
Hi RW!
Does it got windmills on it?
Hi & bye, FASC :)
Have a lovely day!
Yep, it's got windmills in it, for sure! ^_^
Got to run...
Have a lovely day, everyone! :)
My office is having pizza today for my birthday. So they say. It's my party and yet nobody even asked me what kind of pizza I wanted.
Pffft. >.<
Am I spoiled? Just a smidge! I don't think they care that I'm spoiled though. They just like to eat. Hell, I may not even get a slice! O_o
*yawn*
hi princess!
just having a wander around. it's very quiet everywhere!!
and now i am gone!
have a fun evening guys!
Who let the dawgs out?
You know it! They play Auburn tomorrow and OMG they are gonna stomp their asses.
I think.
Muwaha.
Do you even know where Auburn is?
Sloss Furnace is supposed to be on tv tonight, some ghost thing.
O_O
I do know where Auburn is.
*sticks tongue out at Solly*
Sloss? What channel?
Do you know where Auburn is?
I dunno. Mama was telling me about it. It comes on at 9pm.
Are you coming to eat?
Oooohhh. Yeah, if the rain will let up for about five minutes. >.<
Al-uh-bamm-uh
It's raining like kitty cats and puppy dogs and cats and dogs and rats and snakes and frogs and bunnies and possum and deer and squirrels and bears and unicorns out there right now.
Seriously.
Okay, I'm gonna try and chance it.
See you in a sec!
Hi Meffers! *waves*
Whatchoo all up to?
I have been backreading.
What is the 'I likes to eat you thing? I am intrigued.
Swallow Wang! Heeeeeeeeeeee!
Count me in for the slideshow thing. I will have a think about that for sure.
Miss T, how does it feel to know that fabulous women from all over the world think of you every time they wrap their chops round a slice of pizza?
*hangs fairy lights from the porch*
OMG. Those boys are cezy. I didn't like the way they were taunting those ghosts. >.<
Now they are going to the abandoned asylum in Jersey.
Hmmm....
Oh and I heard shit on their EVP's except water dripping and pipes clanging. Color me absolutely not shocked!
That's what we were talking about. I didn't hear anything. I did see the misty looking apparition thingy but that's it. The rest just sounded like pipes and water dripping.
Meh.
That dude's voice is enough to make me want to punch him. Oh well!
Seeing Sloss did bring back memories though! ^_^
It did bring back memories! I actually felt nostalgic for it, just a teeny bit. I was like umm see that's where we sat outside all fucking day long.
Bwah! Good times.
Reckon Slag has my cellphone?
Oh, he totally does. Wanna know how I know? He sends me texts every single day. We're buds. He did ask me who the hell those weird looking dudes are in the pictures. O_o
Plus, who do you think helped us out of the mosh pit?
Yep.
Awww, I have just realized how much I love the little freecreditreport.com dude. Hee-hee.
Well, off to watch Dog.
Later porch! Later errbody!
*leaves special unicorn treats on the porch step*
XOXO
*checks out the unicorn treats*
Red hawwhts and peanuts with some green tea on the side.
Niiiiiice.
*steals a red hot on the way to bed*
G'night, Folks! See ya'll tomorrow.
Mornin' Folks!
I was jolted awake by a midget wrestler this morning! Fun times! He is now in the living room enjoying a fresh orange, bacon, and an omelet and lemonade. Oh the life of an 8 year old! He's rotten, I tell ya! Just plain rotten!
Truth is...
I wouldn't have him any other way and neither would his Nana or even the cat.
My sister and her beautiful family
My mother doesn't like this pic. She thinks she's showing to much cleavage!
RW,
I think that's a beautiful pic! Your nephew is so cute. He looks like all he thinks about is what he can get into next!
Thanks, Solly ^_^
Yep, he's full of mischief, that one!
Well, Mayo's has gone to shit, yet again.
I'm watching Steel Magnolias for what has to be my 58th time.
You are too twisted for color tv!
Bwah!
And I woke up the other day with this line on my mind....
My colors are blush and bashful.
I ♥ that movie.
And now, Hope Floats is on!
I'm such a girl.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. That place stinks. >.<
Hi everyone!
Solly,
Are you ready?
Hi FASC!
Agreed about Mayo's!
also
Agreed that RW's and her sister look alike.
and also
Her nephew is totally scrumptious!
Fo' shizzle!
hello solly and proncess!!
what sre you guys doing today?
I gots to go feed my widdle doggie at my mother-in-law's house. :)
And find sumfin' yummy for supper!
RW,
He is such a cutie! ^_^
Have a good evening, FASC!!!
Gotta go, Smoke will be here soon.
cheers solly! have fun!
i am chilling and waiting for my take away!!
this is the last one before Christmas. it's the bloke that wants it. it's a chinese take away and i am only having mixed veg. he is a greedy bastard!
catch you tomorrow at some point no doubt!!
♥
RW your nephew is fucking scrumptious!! and your sis looks a bit like you (not totally strange!!)
Does she really? We're not actually genetically related, as I'm adopted. Maybe it's a case of people who live together for a long time taking on some of the other person's characteristics.
Oh, what brilliant parenting Lois. Leave a tiny infant with a plastic bag. You know I might asphyxiate myself just to teach you a lesson. Here I go. Just like that boy from INXS..
(Stewie tries to put bag over top of his head.)
I'm going to do it!
(Tries to put bag over left side of his head then climbs into it and tries pulling it over his head.)
BLAST! Good Lord Lois, either I was a c-section, or you're Wonder Woman!
You know, I rather like this God fellow. Very theatrical, you know. Pestilence here, a plague there. Omnipotence ... gotta get me some of that.
My my, what a thumping good read, lions eating Christians, people nailing each other to two by fours. I'll say, you won't find that in Winnie the Pooh.
Does she really? We're not actually genetically related, as I'm adopted. Maybe it's a case of people who live together for a long time taking on some of the other person's characteristics.
yes she really does RW. i think it's the nose or maybe the eyes? but then again some people just look like each other whatever.
i didn't realise you were adopted? but now i've read it i think i've heard it before?? hmmm? definitely not a convo i was in with you but i may have read it ages ago whilst catching up?!
anyway so you were adopted and then your mum and dad got pregnant with your sister? they must had said oh my!!
anyway sorry to ramble on!
morning porchies. dunno if you are keeping this post or not??
doesn't really matter either way. have super duper sundays anyway everybody!!
who's stewie and lois??
either way stewie you are very funny!!
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