What a Great Day...

[pikey]

See, you can't even read you f***ing piece of shit... who said anything 'bout the bitch leaving? huh? do you see me say that anywhere? no, you just assume. The same as you assume that anybody here wants to hear the shit you spout.. now go get yer dad off ya sister and suck his dick for him ya f***in' billy bob hick mr. f***in' improper prick of the nation. that nation being the nation of prick on the planet prick i would imagine.... now f*** off.

 

[Codreanu]

Your only "program" is that of antagonizing others...

> stop being "so proud" of your heart, it is not the noble and
> truest of the true as you would have us all believe, its just lonely and
> as its defense, recoils into a "man is just not enlightened as I,
> therefore love is not suited for someone as elevated as myself load of
> horseshit"

Where have I spoken of myself or declaimed my heart noble? I simply disdain to attribute my infirmities, or those of others, to Love. My instantiation of the Saint was meant to prove otherwise: that one may subsist fully in Love even to death in sanctity.

> Umm, yeah-

> Our topic is about a man and a woman, not a man or woman and GOD

God IS Love -- its transcendent source and emanation. Take the classic texts of Catholic Mysticism and Asceticism and scribe over the name of Our Lord w/ that of one's Beloved* (the Light w/ a diafane**), and there you have it... a beautifully enthralling, self-consistent, system of devotions, penances, retreats, abstentions, ethical injunction, etc. to the end of establishing one in a state of Grace (Love).

*Our Lord, through the redefinition of lawful union as between a single man and woman and forbidding divorce, elevated matrimony to the level of a Sacrament -- a channel of Divine Grace through which one is joined to God (Love).

**to use a scholatic term from the aforequoted poem.

> Lastly, although charming once or twice leaving off your posts with a poem
> all the time to attempt to rectify your thin arguments its incredibly
> superficial and presumptious in the extreme.

More "superficial and presumptuous" indulgence...

STANZAS OF THE SOUL

01. On a dark night, kindled in love with yearnings -- oh, happy chance! --

I went forth without being observed, my house being now at rest.

02. In darkness and secure, by a secret ladder, disguised -- oh, happy chance --

In darkness and concealment, my house being now at rest.

03. In the happy night, in secret, when none saw me, nor I beheld aught, without light or guide, save that which burned my heart.

04. This light guided me, more surely than the light of noonday

To the place where he (well I knew who) was awaiting me --

A place where none appeared.

05. Oh, night that guided me, Oh, night more lovely than the dawn,

Oh, night that joined Beloved with lover, Lover transformed in the Beloved!

06. Upon my flowery breast, kept wholly for himself alone,

There he stayed sleeping, and I caressed him, and the fanning of ceders made a breeze.

07. The breeze blew from the turret, as I parted his locks;

With his gentle hand he wounded my neck, and caused all my senses to be suspended.

08. I remained, lost in oblivion, my face I reclined on the Beloved.

All ceased and I abandoned myself, leaving my cares forgotten among the lillies.

--St. John of the Cross

 

[Nick]

One last musical roof for you to take shelter under...

The only thing you can really do with pain and sorrow is to transform it into something empowering to your own nature. Grief and sorrow are lethal, carry them like weapons.

http://s26.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=07OB63TSUB0151FCVC8N03S3VD

Elliott Smith - "Somebody That I Used to Know"

I had tender feelings that you made hard,
But it's your heart, not mine, that's scarred.
So when I go home, I'll be happy to go -
You're just somebody that I used to know.

You don't need my help anymore,
It's all now to you, there ain't no before,
Now that you're big enough to run your own show,
You're just somebody that I used to know.

I watched you deal in a dying day,
And throw a living past away,
So you can be sure that you're in control,
You're just somebody that I used to know.

I know you don't think you did me wrong,
And I can't stay this mad for long,
Keeping ahold of what you just let go -
You're just somebody that I used to know.

 

[the philosopher]

Re: Your only "program" is that of antagonizing others...

ok, I see now your a bit thick, I was agreeing with you about God and Love....it was between man and a woman that monagomy, I stated was unnatural....

Its time for me to resist or move on

*moving on*

> Where have I spoken of myself or declaimed my heart noble? I simply
> disdain to attribute my infirmities, or those of others, to Love. My
> instantiation of the Saint was meant to prove otherwise: that one may
> subsist fully in Love even to death in sanctity.

> God IS Love -- its transcendent source and emanation. Take the classic
> texts of Catholic Mysticism and Asceticism and scribe over the name of Our
> Lord w/ that of one's Beloved* (the Light w/ a diafane**), and there you
> have it... a beautifully enthralling, self-consistent, system of
> devotions, penances, retreats, abstentions, ethical injunction, etc. to
> the end of establishing one in a state of Grace (Love).

> *Our Lord, through the redefinition of lawful union as between a single
> man and woman and forbidding divorce, elevated matrimony to the level of a
> Sacrament -- a channel of Divine Grace through which one is joined to God
> (Love).

> **to use a scholatic term from the aforequoted poem.

> More "superficial and presumptuous" indulgence...

> STANZAS OF THE SOUL

> 01. On a dark night, kindled in love with yearnings -- oh, happy chance!
> --

> I went forth without being observed, my house being now at rest.

> 02. In darkness and secure, by a secret ladder, disguised -- oh, happy
> chance --

> In darkness and concealment, my house being now at rest.

> 03. In the happy night, in secret, when none saw me, nor I beheld aught,
> without light or guide, save that which burned my heart.

> 04. This light guided me, more surely than the light of noonday

> To the place where he (well I knew who) was awaiting me --

> A place where none appeared.

> 05. Oh, night that guided me, Oh, night more lovely than the dawn,

> Oh, night that joined Beloved with lover, Lover transformed in the
> Beloved!

> 06. Upon my flowery breast, kept wholly for himself alone,

> There he stayed sleeping, and I caressed him, and the fanning of ceders
> made a breeze.

> 07. The breeze blew from the turret, as I parted his locks;

> With his gentle hand he wounded my neck, and caused all my senses to be
> suspended.

> 08. I remained, lost in oblivion, my face I reclined on the Beloved.

> All ceased and I abandoned myself, leaving my cares forgotten among the
> lillies.

> --St. John of the Cross

 

[girlafraid33]

> Hi Guy's, just a quick post to let you all know that i've just found out
> that my partner of 7 yrs has been f*cking someone else behind my back
> (bumber) and of course she say's it's my fault... Never mind tho'.. hell
> of an excuse to go and listen to my Moz and Smiths collection.. (I Know
> there is no real reason for this post but it gets it off my chest)

It helps to get things off one's chest by writing it out and telling someone that cares and has been through the same thing.

I wasn't with my ex-boyfriend nearly as long, but he cheated on me for 2 years with someone underaged. I befriended her through the instant message, thinking it was just some troubled girl that was one of his "friends" that he was "helping". Yeah, he was helping her alright! She was the one to tell me, he did not have the guts. He saw me all the time, treated me great, I really did not know anything was wrong until she told me. We'd even talked about marriage!

So, I was pretty distraught over this for a long time. I just had to take some time to myself to heal after this, no one could really help me because they did not know what I was going through.

I hope that you can get past this, whatever way is best. I know that this really hurts.

 

[Mr.Improper PIMP of the fuckin nation...and glad I]

> See, you can't even read you f***ing piece of shit... who said anything
> 'bout the bitch leaving? huh? do you see me say that anywhere? no, you
> just assume. The same as you assume that anybody here wants to hear the
> shit you spout.. now go get yer dad off ya sister and suck his dick for
> him ya f***in' billy bob hick mr. f***in' improper prick of the nation.
> that nation being the nation of prick on the planet prick i would
> imagine.... now f*** off.

Hey failed abortion, I don't care if she left you or not. I;m just asking why she "f***ed someone else" as you claim? There has to be a reason for it right? if you stay with her, then you're more "f***ed up" then the PIMP ever could be. I still don't understand your reply, and neither would anyone else with any sort of intelligence at all. You made no sense, which isn't surprising. Hmm, maybe I know why she went ahead and f***ed someone else now? you're too f***in stupid and worthless for her ass to f*** anymore? you useless ballbag. Go f*** yourself. Look on the bright side, now you can go back to f***in your dog.

 

[Codreanu]

Re: Your only "program" is that of antagonizing others...

> ok, I see now your a bit thick, I was agreeing with you about God and
> Love....it was between man and a woman that monagomy, I stated was
> unnatural....

> Its time for me to resist or move on

> *moving on*

Sorry, I am not able to concieve of Love between the sexes in the absence of God. To be sure, there may very well be lush curds of sentiment in the stir of rarified lust and an innervation of meaning in the discharge and elaboration of psychologic complexes that is not superficial. But I would argue that even for a consequent failure of a purely IMMANENT love (about which you are right) to be experienced as pathos, as opposed to mere insufficiency, still requires God as a third term -- namely, HIS ABSENCE.

 

[International goth killer]

WHY DO YOU OVERUSE "BIG" WORDS YOU GIANT QUEER? JUMP OFF THE NEAREST BRIDGE YOU CAMP OLD TART

 

[International goth killer]

NO WONDER YOU ARE HERE ALL DAY, YOU WOULD GET KILLED IN REAL LIFE, I WANT YOU DEAD, AND QUICK!!

 

[the philosopher]

now now,he might be a dish who is obviously TRYING to hard but wishing his death is extreme no?

 

[the philosopher]

he does however need to stop overcompensating for his lack of intelligence with the big words though

his rythem of language is almost nill and his sentence structure is very close to being nonsensical

 

[International goth killer]

Mr BRAINS makes a boo-boo

> Sorry, I am not able to concieve

http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=conceive

HEY MR INTELLIGENT!!! EYE BEFORE EEE EXCEPT AFTER SEE LOL, KILL YOURSELF

 

[david]

> Sounds to the PIMP like you weren't satisfying her very well?? if you
> stopped being so f***in selfish and always "want want want" all
> the time, maybe you'd still be together? she must've got tired of you and
> moved on? get over it, move on yourself. maybe you're sexually inadequate
> in the bedroom? which leads me to believe this would be why she threw a
> f***in on someone else?

Given that you appear to spend 23 hours a day on the internet, what right have you got to take the piss out of people? You're just as f***ing sad as Let's Go devils, Loafing Oaf and that anti semetic prick as.

 

[pikey]

Whatever!

 

[pikey]

> It helps to get things off one's chest by writing it out and telling
> someone that cares and has been through the same thing.

> I wasn't with my ex-boyfriend nearly as long, but he cheated on me for 2
> years with someone underaged. I befriended her through the instant
> message, thinking it was just some troubled girl that was one of his
> "friends" that he was "helping". Yeah, he was helping
> her alright! She was the one to tell me, he did not have the guts. He saw
> me all the time, treated me great, I really did not know anything was
> wrong until she told me. We'd even talked about marriage!

> So, I was pretty distraught over this for a long time. I just had to take
> some time to myself to heal after this, no one could really help me
> because they did not know what I was going through.

> I hope that you can get past this, whatever way is best. I know that this
> really hurts.

Thanks.... i really appreciate your words.

 

[Keely]

That sounds freakishly like something that happened to me. Befriended a girl who used to go to gigs i helped organise, she was a lot younger than me. New years Eve, turned up at a party to find her with my boyfriend, NICE.

Then my best friend started sleeping with him behind my back for months&months, nobody told me. God damnit, that was a good year ;D

Pikey - I hope you can get through this all, it's very easy to become engulfed by the bitterness, but you know at least that you're a nice person & would never screw anyone around like that. She'll get her comeuppance, & will no doubt spend her twilight years with an iguana as her only companion. Either that or someone will inevitably do it to her, she sounds like a horrible person.

I hope you're going to be okay anyway, people like that aren't worth your tears. Hold your head up high & just take pride in the fact that you haven't lost your dignity, while whatever little she had has truly gone now.
*big huge cheesy internet hugs*

> It helps to get things off one's chest by writing it out and telling
> someone that cares and has been through the same thing.

> I wasn't with my ex-boyfriend nearly as long, but he cheated on me for 2
> years with someone underaged. I befriended her through the instant
> message, thinking it was just some troubled girl that was one of his
> "friends" that he was "helping". Yeah, he was helping
> her alright! She was the one to tell me, he did not have the guts. He saw
> me all the time, treated me great, I really did not know anything was
> wrong until she told me. We'd even talked about marriage!

> So, I was pretty distraught over this for a long time. I just had to take
> some time to myself to heal after this, no one could really help me
> because they did not know what I was going through.

> I hope that you can get past this, whatever way is best. I know that this
> really hurts.

 

[pikey]

Thanks for your kind words Keely, it's nice to know people care.

 

[mauve21]

> Hi Guy's, just a quick post to let you all know that i've just found out
> that my partner of 7 yrs has been f*cking someone else behind my back
> (bumber) and of course she say's it's my fault... Never mind tho'.. hell
> of an excuse to go and listen to my Moz and Smiths collection.. (I Know
> there is no real reason for this post but it gets it off my chest)
Never mind. There. There. Better you found out than not.

 

[Codreanu]

Oh! I nearly forgot about this dark little gem: 'The Doctor Came at Dawn' by Smog. While not as lush or contemplative as Hope Was, it is, nonetheless, a traumatized composition -- bleak, lo-fi, musings for the emotionally bereaved.

Personally, I think this to be Bill Callahan's last great album, and a classic of the Sadcore genre. And, if nothing else, after hearing such a morose pair of records, imagine your bitter, expulsive, laughter the next time a friend commends Beck's 'Sea Changes' as a "devastating break-up album."

All Music Guide:
"Documenting romantic decay and deception with typically unflinching honesty, Bill Callahan recounts every painful detail of falling in and out of love over the course of The Doctor Came at Dawn. "You Moved In" recalls an affair's desperate, obsessive beginnings with grim humor: "You could have done better, but oh well." The song's eerie, foreboding strings and piano arrangement, as well as Callahan's deadpan vocals, give fair warning that The Doctor Came at Dawn's intimate sound hits close to home. The deadly aim of "Lize," a duet between Callahan and his sometime creative and romantic partner Cindy Dall, spares no one: "You don't make lies like you used to," they sing in near-unison, creating the tense, charged atmosphere of a stifled argument. As always, Smog walks the fine line between self-deprecation and self-parody; "Somewhere in the Night"'s handclaps and acoustic strumming make it sound like a rousing, inspirational folk song — except for the sneer embedded in Callahan's voice as he urges his beloved to devote herself to someone else. But The Doctor Came at Dawn is at its best when Callahan's sense of empathy emerges on the remarkable "All Your Women Things." Initially, it seems like a fetishistic ballad about keeping an ex-lover's things, but with deeper listening, it reveals itself as a very sincere (albeit unnerving) love song, praising his lover's different aspects: "How could I ignore your hardness, your softness, and your mercy?" Lyrically and emotionally complex, the song exemplifies the depth of Smog's songwriting. The album is also musically deep, with understated guitar, piano, and string arrangements that give the rich vocals and lyrics added impact. It might be Smog's darkest collection of songs, but it's also among Callahan's most mature and rewarding."

Amazon.com link:
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0000019QP/qid=1125531590/sr=1-9/ref=sr_1_9/002-3360654-8642461?v=glance&s=music




The Doctor Came at Dawn (51.1 MB)