a_big_hole_in_your_head_pouring_out_idiocies phil I think writing to vent your frustration is a bad idea. I hear it done a lot of places. Feelings of pain and hatred should be kept bottled up inside, not constantly poured out. Energy through these channels should be kept to a minimum. All your emotions eventually find their way out, in better ways. 020301 ... blown cherry But if you keep such feelings 'bottled up' inside, as you say phil, ineveitably you just beign to rot away from the inside becasue of all the bad shit you keep locked up within, or else it explodes in some violent outburst in which you damage either yourself, someone else, or some poor helpless carboard box. I can feel the insanity beginning to take grip until I find a release for all my frustrations (ie. blather, or some other form of written venting), and then I can return to a calm state again, if not a happy one. Channels are just channels, it's up to you what you send down them, and it can change too. So it doesn't matter what channels you send stuff down, the only relevant point is whether it's dark, fetid thoughts, or pure sparkling ones. Methinks the dark fetid ones would need to be flushed out before it's possible for the pure sparkling ones to flow. 020301 ... yummychuckle I'm sorry, I didn't mean to blathe last night. not completely. 020301 ... cranky pissed off birdmad pondering the gall of so yeah, i'm gonna keep it botled inside so as not to offend anyone's delicate sensibilities so that while i get even more freaked out trying to find an outlet for it all, i can cultivate a nice ulcer or something yeah, i'm gonna paint a big phony bullshit smile on my face in the one place where i've been able to empty the contents of my head. i spend enough of my time covering how fucked up in the head i am from the rest of the real world that i will be even more goddamned than i was to start with if i'm gonna let anyone tell me not to. don't like it, buddy? here's a quick suggestion: DON'T FUCKING READ IT. 020301 ... distorted tendencies That is the point of blather, to vent frustrations, as well as good things, to be able to have a voice. Not to bottle shit up. 020302 ... tourist Step Right Up! Ladies and Gentlemen! Get The Miracle Elixir of The Ages! Blasts away What Ails You! Blows Out The Troubles of The World! Bottled Birdmad Shit! Cured and Aged to Perfection! Only One To A Customer! Hand over the Green! And Vent Your Spleen! Thank You, Thank You, No Shoving Please, There's Plenty For Everyone. Hey! Don't Open That In Here! 021204 ... Dafremen I see phil's point though. The point of blather is to express, not necessarily to vent. The more positive expression here, the more of a positive thing this place becomes. On the flip side, if all we do is vent our anger, sadness and frustration, it becomes a dark, depressing place, not a place to recharge, but a place that drains. I should know, I did much to bring darkness here and help it flourish. Perhaps each of us should have a little corner where we go to vent in private, and then we can rejoice in public. Alas phil old bean, I'm not sure society is there yet man. Keep the faith though, it's coming. 021205 ... no reason but no, blather is about saying whatever you feel, whatever comes to mind, without any sort of censorship of expression. I think it happens naturally that there are certain places, or pages, with darker or more depressing thoughts, and others without. The whole idea of a place like this is not to NEED to plan out what sort of thoughts get said and when, or to worry how they are perceived by others. I enjoy just being able to let my thoughts go, whenever and wherever; this to me IS the definition of blather. 021205 ... dB I agree with reason. Blather is a tool. you can vent, at least a little though. do what you want here. learn, teach or bullshit. If you want to vent, do so. find something that you can pour all your baggage onto and forget about it. Playing drums works for me. Don't forget, you can also vent happiness, greif, peace... whatever, not just anger and angst. *Much Peace* 021205 ... ahem speaking of dafreman 021205 ... me I have a bottle and if it isn't emptied now I am going to explode because when you keep all that inside it pollutes you and it sits there and grows stale and gets worse and by the way what are these "better ways" you are talking about because I think writing is the best way. If not writing it then how were you planning on getting all this out? By being like all the others who never said anything and went on a long sentanceless tyrade like me and instead decided to do something "better" and cause physical pain just because they are angry, polluted people.!? 021205 ... shitface shut the fuck up, bitch 021205 ... Dafremen see also: PIECE_OF_WORK That was private. It is out, it is gone and it was a poem, not a rant. I read it whenever I need to get that out again. Again and again I can se that same tool over and over without creating more darkness to match it. see also: A_CHANCE_TO_DANCE That was the same thing, only on the positive side. I read it over and over and get to repeat the joyful feeling each and every time. More joy, less darkness and angst. Sadness creates more of itself, happiness does the same. 021207 ... reitoei the doctors in surgical whites and greens all watch as the saw rips into the skull, through the shaved and prepared scalp. all watch as the final chunk of bone is pulled away and ceremoniously dropped into a stainless steel bowl with a clink. everyone has the same look of shock but no one wants to be the first to say the obvious. finally one man stutters out, "its gone. were too late" 021208 ... notme i'm not sad i'm not sad i'm not sad i'm not sad i'm not sad i'm not sad i'm not 040601 ... kookaburra yes. it is called my mouth :P 040804 ... daxle hey! don't talk about jimmy that way! 040804 ... sameolme If you can'say anything wise, intelligent, entertaining, thoughtful, or otherwise worthwhile then, Shove a goddamn fucking apple down your cock sucking motherfucking, piece of shit throat. Thank you 040804 ... skinny why does it have to be entertaining? why do my words have to benefit your glorification? its like that everwhere in the world, where you cant say what your feeling, everyone's too preoccupied with themselves to listen. what's so hard about listening, or pretending to listen? whats so hard about laughing it off? 040804 ... stork daddy guys it's okay. i really am an idiot. 040804 what's it to you? who go blather from