ripples For sure! you can have ripples in your cheek and neck if you put a gun in your mouth and aim it toward your cheek and mouth and pull the trigger and a bullet comes out and then it will ripple your cheek and neck as it flies through them. yes. 000712 ... Arugula Red Everybody touches me Like someone idly trailing their fingers through a pond on a summers day They draw their fingers from my soul and turn away, But I remain ripply and unstable 021211 ... missionary Your Power radiates The Beacon within you Now stand up high So your light will shine Vibrantly pulsing The waves are sent out now Three hundred sixty Seconds without time In forceful explosions Colliding with entities Transforming on impact Each circular line The instant it hits you Shakes the Foundations Of Pasts and your Future Plans for your Lives You're changed on the inside Internal combustion Your fire breathes outward Through Passionate Cries You're growing in strength now Your own light is rising The Beacon within you Is Starting to Shine Darkness swims deeply Some buoys are sinking Their talents were frozen When hit from behind Ripples passed through them They Failed to perceive and Extinguished the Chances To Live without Dying So you must swim Down now Through cold dark deception And Sing bright enough to Pierce the fallen ones eyes Your Glowing Aroma Awakens the sensible Reaching past doubt and fear Hatred and Lies Now quickly Time's failing Race back to the surface You're Saved wait for Dawn When the Son will Arise 041114 ... hsg can tell a story Grandfather, from the_tracker by tom_brown_jr, spoke of ripples emanating throughout the forest. years later, now, i clearly see a pond's ur fa (ce iling to the fishies:) with many simultaneous_ripples ordered interactions not_unlike mathematics unfold accordingly. and i see a chess_like_game where qualities of force, physics, position, and what appears to_be (but isn't) probability compete and coalesce for net_effect. 081204 ... john forrester oh damn. i thought it said "nipples." 081204 what's it to you? who go blather from