worship drew you won't catch me bowing down to your god or anyone else's... i am my own saviour, thank you very much. 981117 ... dallas What you say is unnatural. You will be punished. 990110 ... nicedream everyone likes to be 990410 ... grasshopper religion tries to stop us from worshipping each other freely another word for worship is "love" 000401 ... birdmad if we deify " love " then we are setting ourselves up to become atheists letting it wind around your soul like an over-affectionate cat at your ankles one day you'll trip over it 000401 ... grendel haha... what a difference six months makes my unspoken desire for a friend leaves me in reverent awe of her, i had forgotten that this could feel good though she may be leaving and though she may never come back (even though she says she hopes to) and even though she may never know that she makes me feel this way i feel new and different because of her and i like it. 001027 ... Barrett Ahh, the cosmic teeter-totter, Grendel goes up as Barrett hits the ground. 001027 ... god drew- right on, bro. "jesus died for somebody's sins, but not mine. thick, heart of stone, my sins my own- they belong to me." -patti smith 001028 ... god dallas- everything is natural, babe. 001028 ... god nice dream- you are a pervert. keep talking! 001028 ... god grasshopper- you velly wise grasshoppa. religion is a bunch of bullshit. 001028 ... god birdmad- being an atheist is cool! i started out as one. 001028 ... god grendel- hell, call her. 001028 ... god barrett- relationship troubles? 001028 ... Qryssi It's funny to worship someone who won't accept your praise. Actually not funny... more like disappointing. Degrading. But sorta nice all the same. 010910 ... nemo i love you too 011107 ... unhinged i wish i could have one of the sets of adoring eyes that follow you such an old fashioned love_letter you are in the thoughts of every guy you have to fight off obsession with a stick but my wrists found out a long time ago that i could never be you inferiority a disease i could never get rid of you sunk one thousand ships in as many glances where i could only be so lucky the purity blackens my black 011107 ... Casey I would worship her, if only she would notice and tlak to me. 011107 ... misstree i worship words. each has their own god; money, entertainment, kindness, logic; mine is the twisting tangles of expression, the bridges across the endless deeps. words move through me against my will, drive me and draw me. words live and breathe within me. words are the communion on my tongue, my taste of divinity. words are the seat of my soul. words never fail me; they simply make me stretch, they cut contact when i am too bound to this dusty earth. 030905 ... misstree they come, sometimes, bowing and scraping, eyes averted though i am set in marble, and cannot hurt them. they offer me the finest and fattest of their calves. they do not understand that it is not their flesh i want, it is the heat it contains, it is the taste of salt and iron. burnt offerings are bitter irony to a statue's soul. 031222 ... Timoleone My mother told me some beautiful things once. She said that everywhere is a place of worship. I thought that was beautiful. I know this is true because sometimes I can feel the vibrations of the most mundane places, like this building I currently occupy, it vibrates holy nobility. You have to pay close attention but there is something in this block of concrete that is worthy of respecting and worthy of my abnozious thought of god or life. This is something that I believe in. This is something that I think is true. 040223 ... the message Against the darkness Glowing purple then green The voices of the band And vibration of guitar strings Enter the corridors Of my soul I sing but my voice Disappears among the many I feel His embrace As I stretch my arms to Heaven Setting my eyes above My fingers creating a space For God's light to come forth He is magnified 131111 what's it to you? who go blather from