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dallas
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more than a feeling. less than a dream. something in the middle, and it's always worth it.
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jade
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a state of being. the quality of the experience is question of conciousness.
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Rob
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what do you do when you feel you've never really lived? how do you tell if you're alive?
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[marissa]
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you stretch your toes and scream you bleed and taste the iron rusted bite of your purple crayon veins. you let the wind blow your face to oblivion like the motorcycle chick who keeps spitting on herself. because it all blows back. and that's how you know: you are alive.
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valis
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ours is a world of comparisons. people feel most alive when theyve got an alternative to weigh it against.
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erran
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you know your alive when you get really cold. you know? that feeling when your legs freeze up, and you can't take one more step. when you walk into a warm room they start thawing out and the pain hits you. the tingling and burning sensation. thats being alive.
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ikon
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damn you. for making me feel this way. you made me feel alive once. now, I feel you slipping away. and I feel like I'm dying. damn you.
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http://www.public.iastate.edu/~apollo42
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life is random. so random.
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zippy_the_tooth_pick
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alive when i'm with you dead when i'm not
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dragon
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it's not so much a state of being as a state of doing or of wanting, of hoping or of praying, of killing or giving birth, of destroying or creating, of sinning and forgiving, of speaking and of silence. it doesn't exactly lend itself to an easy definition. i mean... what is alive? is it the physiology--heart beating, muscles contracting, lungs expanding? is it the psychology--the things we do or think, and why? or... is it the emotions--the mind-drowning despair, the flaming anger, the soul-wrenching hate--and the heart-lifting hope, the light of peace, and the complete creation of love? maybe. or...
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dropout
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mmmmm...South American soccer player...
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sean
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so much more than just breathing.
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girl
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i have to hurt myself to be reminded that i am.
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gigaphairy
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not that you'd notice
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eruth be jeffrey organized chaos
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da da da. da da da. da da da then a crash at the rapping rap rap tapping at my door went there before, collective mind is oh so nice, and she will make a cherry pie charming billy willie billy a philly cheese steak actually in philadelphia i went there once an independant record store and a pepsi godspeed you black emperor maps from a thousand years ago led me to his treasure and chunk ate it so did Mikey if you were there why use nike when you can have reebok then you know what happens to little girls oh thank heaven for them girls more like squirrels always running away i better not attach my god appointed name to this one or my email address more importantly becuase someone might fire a bomb at me women you have broken my heart but women you have given me a new start a breath i want to breathe oh eruth be why do you have to be so 17 always in the tabloids thats where the devil likes to play he sleeps with Marylin and Manson and the rest of you non right wing tight asshole conservatives from milwakke or minnesota or china or any other place considering the next pro wrestling politician oh alive ode to alive commit a sonnet because you can then pass it off on your little sister she is more sweet or naive or likely to marry hitler if he offered enough money blondes camoflauge my face? yeah right i am too uptight so all of you want to be me...what the hell is that? why am i famous? if you actually tried on these shiny wooden clogs from kurt from the netherlands then you would vomit i am gonna go smoke a cigarette i am gonna smoke a cigarette i sure wish it was that mary j. iguana one of the left handed ones yeah that would be nice lice smite fuck so here is my synoptic text broken down into segments for those of you with practical minds who need explanations for your verse of mind life is not what ever is, by force of selecting one thing and abndoning another you mesh with your opposite, and yes you arise to the top of a pile of dead aborted "could of beens'" standing alone on what ifs life not what is but what was not or the collective soul that is you is not or alive is the act inbtween the decision to choose one or the other way of thinking, at least in a binary world where if this is true than that must also be true or equally untrue so if you believe in alive then I believe in dying and we are both in transition admist everything we chose not to be and therefore gave it existence aborted birth as i ponder on the true existance of a trippy dark side of mind i recall voices of bitter anguish to one who claims to know it all you naive bastards! how dare you tell me i need to live by the bible! fuck that! fuck that bull shit! you have never exposed yourself to the darkness i wished for you have not a clue to hell with the baptists i am going to disneyworld there i will find peace the happiest place on earth mabye i will run into an old friend i am going to chug a lug lug mug thug i used to be assimilated like poetry beat neat meat for breakfast? fast? satan who are you to tell me anything enjoy your stay in hell for that is what you deserve but me to wait how dare i slander a celestial being i am satans pride i am satans jealousy why is it that we cannot compare ourselves to satan? i mean he is an angel one to be respected evil? what is evil without god he is far greater than we ever could imagine i speak as i sit right below the angels i speak as i sit right bee-low the angels i am not scared of the devil he is the almost invisible tiny but shiny bug that i step on each day FATHER OF LIES HOW DARE YOU TRY AND BRAINWASH ME I DECLARE WAR ON YOU YOU DECIETFUL BEING YOU HAD IT MADE bUT YOU BLEW IT! do not give me that line of crap sublime a state of conciuos? bradley nowell overdosed anyway hows that for a role model you sponges? I AM ALIVE I AM ALIVE I AM FUCKING ALIVE!!! 89789b7bhnbjhmjh89h43rhbq34li243895hbx1lhbx35gbx137i2xv if that was the regirgitation of too many beers wait till you see me on herione or crack, sometimes I pretend to use drugs so that people will think I am high then they uderstand why I do not think the way they do, otherwise they send me to my room, I spent most of my childhood in my room thinking about what I did I guess that makes me an autobiographical being seeing as how my self reflective nature forces me to now judge the world by what I did, but have i really grown or have i merely grown accoustomed to the way that "things" are? i dont think that i will ever know. ever know what? if am am still alive or just dreaming. fin
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the feeling you get right after kissing the one you love and then dancing in the rain all night long untill two in the morning, then calling your best friend and staying on the phone with her untill the sun rises, talking the whole time.
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unique butterfly
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am i alive? does the world really care? deep feelings aren't real. this isn't fair. its too much.
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What is it to be alive? I am enthusiastic and consciencious in everything I do Yet I rarely leave anything for myself I dream of the simple life Yet half of me thrives on this constant striving The stress that I know is twisting knots in my stomach I try not to feel anymore I have to be professional, be stable and reliable for everyone else I do such a good job But where does that leave me? And am really alive to myself?
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monadh
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I have never felt more alive than when faced with my own mortality
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Chrity
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go to: i_have_words
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waxdot
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I came downstairs to wash my plate, and pet my dog. My dog had a fungus growing on his head. We saw branches on it too. But it turned out to be a twig. And the sun was shining on my dog, and I went to the window, and I saw a spider who was trapped between two walls of glass. She was trapped and couldn't get out. She actually still trapped in that glass, and I can't get her out. She thinks she's escaping, but she's fucking trapped, damnit. She's trapped, and I can't do anything about it, unless I fucking break the window.
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like rain.
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it's the way your fingertips sink into my skin when you rub your hands across my back.
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Jolly Green Giant
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once when i was stoned i made up a poem about being alive, its so crazy how i just said it, there was no thought process behind it. You dont need to get stoned to be alive though, it's just artificial
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My eyes are closed. I can barely stand. My thoughts have fogged over and faded in to the burning that is taking over. If you let go I will sink to the ground, but there in your arms I am alive.
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jacksprat
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its funny but even though things seem to be getting worse and worse my life in chains, the economy all fucked up and america losing it's innocence. and yet for some reason i feel at peace, and so totally alive. maybe i'm just tired.
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misaligned
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bury me alive in freshly fall in down love
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morgan
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here, i'm alive everything, all the time.
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ClairE
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Yeah, but how many people actually do something about it?
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blown cherry
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I feel more alive when I'm in emotional turmoil than at any other time. The heights of ecstasy, the depths of pain. Every breath is a sharp intake of oxygen into my lungs and every heartbeat is pounding, trying to burst its way out of my chest. If I'm just cruising, I'm not really me anymore, though I suppose I need the break sometimes, it can be a lot to handle. Soemtimes I think being alive is going to kill me.
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jon_dog
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it is Canadian march, when winter just won't stop, when feeling alive is a test of will, everything so blah, but soon, soon, soon, spring will bloom, and with the westerly winds hieghtened emotion, higher highs, lower lows and love, i hope.
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purple punk
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Playing golf in a field behind McDonald's at 2 am... Going to my first show & rave... Travis holding me, calling me "Sweet Angel", sounding so sad... Little things make me feel alive
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foreveryoung
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to be alive, to truly be alive, is to hang on to the very things we discover when we are first alive. When we are born, life is new to us. We discover, we learn. Life is a marvel. We are Happy, complete, basic, and most of all, full of imagination. As time passes, we forget or become desensitized to the joys that are inherent to living: a sunny afternoon, a flower picked from the yard, ice cream melting on your fingers, fast shoes, laughter...we turn into drones. our life turns into existence. Recapture the essence of youth. Rediscover life as it really is. Live until you die.
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hellen
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Would not be good if it were not evanescent. Like a cat: squeeze it too hard and it slips away, don't think about it and it will rub your legs and sit on your windowsill, singing innocent untouchable songs.
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Eowithien
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something i am not. something that my heart (not the physical one) wishes it is. something that could be the human race but so many people can not give birth to their hearts and let them free.
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starvin tummy
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i hate living. no im not inlove with death nor looking ofr it but i hate the way my life functions.
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