PoetryConnection.net Discussion

[Arolfawe]

While browsing through these lovely boards, I was reminded of something I read on another message board...a thread for nothing more than sharing stories and some of the wisdom learned along your path in life, and perhaps a few laughs as well. Everyone has a story to tell, and we can always learn somthing new...(people who need people are the luckiest people in the world...) You'll excuse the Streisand, I'm sure. It just fit. okay.

Basically, it may be nice to have more of a sense of community around here, and I have a feeling there are interesting people just waiting to be discovered. And since I’m lonely tonight and in no mood to work…I’ll begin



So, Howdy I’m Arolfawe, some of you may already know me from around…a few things about me...


I lead a quiet life, and though I create an aura of mature contentment and reluctance, I secretly hunger for my turn. I have an unbearable thirst and hunger for experience.

I’ve always wanted to throw myself head-long into the abyss- to wander unknowingly, searching for something magical and following fantastically wrong clues until I come upon the thing that will set me free.

I have these romanticized expectations for my life, but sometimes I fear I don’t have enough courage…

I love being in planes- where else could I sit with nothing to do and so forced to do nothing?

I like to walk to the train and pretend I have somewhere to go...as if I may be going to enjoy the unique anonymous quality that floats in the atmosphere of cities, to sit in a cafe, to browse a used book store or an undergound music store or a funky art gallery...

When I was 6 I pulled the fire alarm at school because I thought jewls would come out of it.

I dislike money and want none of it.

I'm a vegetarian.

My favorite tea is called hairy crab oolong

I love going to foreign film festivals & supporting independent artists.

I'm a homebody.


Creating art is a passion and the reason I get up in the morning, but I could dedicate my life to human rights. I really just want to help people...

I carry a stone in my pocket because I like to turn it over between my fingers.

The most freeing night I've had was when I snuck out alone to an Ani Difranco concert.

Her song, "This Boquet" perfectly encompasses me.

http://www.danah.org/Ani/NotAPrettyGirl/ThisBouquet.html

I'm somewhat of a loner, though I love people.

I like to find beauty in odd places.

I watch people and love to notice their little quirks.

In my third grade picture, I made the Billy Idol face. (Most people think it's all in the lips, but the eyes are just as important )

I have wide blue eyes.

I used to think I was a witch.

I get too worked up about politics

my most prized possessions don't cost a penny.

I save silly things.

My favorite book will always be The Little Locksmith.

I've never met the two people I love most in my life.

I will someday.

I talk to trees.

I want to jump in mud pond.

I'm an empathetic.

It sometimes brings me a lot of pain.

I'm relatively young in years but old in soul.

Getting gifts makes me to no end.

Age means nothing to me.

I've had my heart broken.

I'm completely confused about religion but open to everything.

the smell of snow makes me happy

There is someone who consumes all of my thoughts...who I love just the way he is, who I would give anything to be near, whose words resound in my ears, whose warmth fills my soul...who I don't think I could live without...whose happiness makes me happy...

I miss him right now.

A lot.

I believe in magic.

I live under sky that is green.



(sleepy yawn)

I pass it on to you, my friends...


oh yeah, and I'm mad!
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-because the world owes us nothing, we owe each other the world.

So let your righteous indignation flow, folks.

[Arolfawe]

Mmm...technical things-though I hate to create boxes...

I'm female, of Jewish decent, and my garden of simple is around the boston area.


_________________
-because the world owes us nothing, we owe each other the world.

So let your righteous indignation flow, folks.

[carlo]

That's a lot of nice stuff !! I wish everyone was as sincere as you !!

[poeticLicense]

This is going to sound crazy, but I've got a juvenile giddiness about being the first to respond to this thread...

I'm poeticLicense, pL for short, and yes, I do intend to make the "p" lowercase. It's asthetically pleasing to me for some reason I don't quite understand. To classify myself, I'm 19.5 (hee hee) years old, female, and a sophomore English major at a South Carolina university...

Sometimes I write when I have nothing to say, but can't seem to write when I do.

I often find myself thinking "that line would be great in a poem."

I think about the stupid stuff everyone thinks but no one vocalizes, like whether or not the last sips of my soda bottle are really spit or if birds didn't fly if they would be fat...

I say I like to read, but when I sit down with a book I have to read, I never can...

I am hopelessly, madly, insanely devoted to a man who only sometimes believes in love and who enjoys antagonizing me as much as I do him...

In my family eyes, I am a sinner; in my friends' eyes I'm a saint; and in my own eyes, I'm both...

I have this insane infatuation with both people and computers. I'm addicted to instant messenger as a means of communication, and I sometimes pretend to be someone I'm not. I have two whole profiles which are only facets of my character that I turn into whole beings for the purpose of making insane conversation simply because I can...

I have few friends. My old friends are miles away and have long since moved on with their lives, my closest friend, lover, and confidant lives 300 miles away, and I can't seem to find too many people who deem me interesting enough to befriend me at my university...

I cry too much...

but I also laugh too much...

Religion is something I've chosen to ignore for the moment. I was raised in a Southern Baptist household with a licensed preacher father but always teeter-tottered...

I am in love with life, even the screwed up things about it. There's something about it I can't let go of. It's the way I feel on a good morning, the unexpectedness of everyday, the pain and the happiness...

I believe in love at first sight and in soulmates...

I believe that in order to feel true joy you must also experience true sorrow...

The thing I want most out of life is to love and be loved, whatever "love" means...

I also talk to trees. Actually, I talk to anything. I'm not sure if it's just that I like the sound of my voice or if I actually have that much to say...

I confess that when talking to a dog or a baby I use the same tone of voice. In some ways, they are very much alike: they are very happy when mommy's holding them...

I want to teach college. I didn't know this until I realized how much I enjoyed watching the lightbulb come on in someone's head when they finally "get it..."

I want to have children. Not many, but at least one. I want to be "mama..."

I have the cutest little brother in the world. If you ask me to show you his picture, I will, over and over again, until you get tired of seeing it...

I'm sarcastic. Really, really sarcastic...

I have the highest sex drive of any woman in the United States, and I would almost dare to say the world...

I have a love/hate relationship with my body, but either way I feel, I always have to stop to look in the mirror...

I will never understand why anyone finds me attractive...

I ramble. On, and on, and on...
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pL

Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history. --Plato

[cynicalpoetique]

And I am insanely happy to be the NEXT person to respond to this.

I am 19 years old and a freshman English major.

I believe in fairies, because I used to talk to them.

I don't believe that God makes anyone inferior and then gives them the intelligence to realize they are treated unjustly.

I am very feminist, but not...to extremities.

This is odd, because i'm pretty extreme about everything else.

I have an incredibily bad habit of locking myself in a small room and rambling and tossing my head.

When I am nervous or content or just bored, I rock back and forth a lot.

I am NOT crazy, but crazy is a state of mind.

I love to read, plays, poetry, prose...anything, I love literature.

I believe that literature is the basis by which we define our own humanity.

I believe in God (but haven't got any further than that)

I am ugly (admittedly)

I have complicated views on love, hate, sex, marriage and just about everything else.

I love humans for all their quirks.

I am an empath...by nature

I have a gift for intuition. This is my most possession. I can spend a short time with someone and "usually" be able to pinpoint problems they suffer from, and sometimes guess the nature of their life.

I rarely ever let someone see the real, true, me.

The only people who have ever been able to see the real true me are the ones that can look me in the face without sighing in disgust.

The real true me is worth seeing....
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and every state line
there's a new set of laws
and every police man
comes equipped with extended claws
there's a thousand shades of white
and a thousand shades of black
but the same rule always applies
smile pretty, and watch your back

[Arolfawe]

I have the highest sex drive of any woman in the United States, and I would almost dare to say the world...



(smirks and keeps her lips sealed.) no pun intended!


That was great, pL I feel like I've got a better sense of who you are.

Your saint/sinner comment reminds me of a quote from Nosotros Somos Dios...I'll have to find that... do you like languages?

Nothing makes me melt like a good accent


I believe there is something fasinating about the internet, too...how comfortable it makes us feel, how it gives us the idea that we can be anyone we want, eliminates all fear of rejection...what do you think it means that you enjoy playing different roles and seeing if you can manipulate things...there must be some psychological analysis to this, don't you think?

-psst, thanks for replying And Carlo thanks for reading, and feel free to share in the sincerity any time
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-because the world owes us nothing, we owe each other the world.

So let your righteous indignation flow, folks.

[cynicalpoetique]

oh the joys of the internet....that's exactly what i'm talking about...i can hide behind this big screen, and you need never see me...*dun dun dun*
_________________
and every state line
there's a new set of laws
and every police man
comes equipped with extended claws
there's a thousand shades of white
and a thousand shades of black
but the same rule always applies
smile pretty, and watch your back

[Arolfawe]

oh cynic I missed yours...you're just as interesting as I thought you'd be.


The gift of intuition is a good one, though gut feelings can sometimes lead to long roads. Do you think you're as able to detect the faults and traits in yourself as in others?


Beauty, is in the eye of the beholder.


If I can ask- have you always believed in God? -but not known which conventional religion to associate with?...as it sounds to me, apologies if I took it the wrong way.
_________________
-because the world owes us nothing, we owe each other the world.

So let your righteous indignation flow, folks.

[cynicalpoetique]

no no...I used to be a very very devout Pentecostal. I still am to an extent, a portion of my heart is trapped there...and I can't not believe in God, because everytime I swear Him off..He does something to remind me that he's there. But, I have a very unusual relationship with God, I..fight a lot. I scream up at him, get jealous with Him, all of it. Sometimes I think He hates me and is just toying with my affection...then I am reminded that He is a male. But...no matter what I do..a part of me loves him. And, I like to be interesting. I have to disagree with you about Beauty....i can't tell you how often I have been...ignored because i'm not beautiful. Actually...I don't know...I may be wrong...there's this guy...

finally...finally..things are changin...
_________________
and every state line
there's a new set of laws
and every police man
comes equipped with extended claws
there's a thousand shades of white
and a thousand shades of black
but the same rule always applies
smile pretty, and watch your back

[Arolfawe]

I'm coming back to comment on the matter of Religion...but just quick before I rush out...

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. How can you define it when it is something different for each person? Our society says long blonde hair and a thin waste is beautiful. Do you find that beautiful? I find beauty in paint chipping on my door, on the scratch on my cheek, in the eyes of a friend, in the things that are real. Superficial standards for beauty may be what is held in most beholders eyes, admittedly, but being the majority doesn't mean they're right...there is no right...there is no wrong...

I've already seen you're beautiful-I've read your words.
_________________
-because the world owes us nothing, we owe each other the world.

So let your righteous indignation flow, folks.

[cynicalpoetique]

*almost cries* that is very kind of you to say. I will admit, that I find unusual things beautiful. I personally don't find a thin waist attractive, but with the odds so against me, what chance do I have for...."love?" and...i so appreciate everything you have commented on. I hope that we can become good friends.
_________________
and every state line
there's a new set of laws
and every police man
comes equipped with extended claws
there's a thousand shades of white
and a thousand shades of black
but the same rule always applies
smile pretty, and watch your back

[Arolfawe]

What chance do you have for love...love in the sense of a person who shares your soul, sees what you see, loves you for the beauty inside? The same chance anyone has of finding a person genuine, who lives life on a deeper level than most desire to live on. For all you know, I'm the spinning image of Barbie, but we have the same chance...love, true love, real love, deep love, is and will always be rare. That's what makes it special.

Don't you think?

I mean, if you found love due to your physical appearance, would that really by the kind of love you want?


Society makes me cringe. Why do we treat overweight/"ugly"/just different looking people so horribly...why do people feel it's justified?
_________________
-because the world owes us nothing, we owe each other the world.

So let your righteous indignation flow, folks.

[cynicalpoetique]

because the second someone stands up for what's right...then they can be judged for their faults...and we are taught that ...THAT is a pain unbearable. In actuality, if it were...I would be dead.
_________________
and every state line
there's a new set of laws
and every police man
comes equipped with extended claws
there's a thousand shades of white
and a thousand shades of black
but the same rule always applies
smile pretty, and watch your back

[carlo]

More great stuff !! I love your 19 year old honesty !! I wish all poetry chap-books began this way !! My favorite of your personal proverbs....


"I also talk to trees. Actually, I talk to anything. I'm not sure if it's just that I like the sound of my voice or if I actually have that much to say..."


Delightful !!

[Arolfawe]

(laughs at the concept of 19 year old honesty)


Cmon' Carlo, give us one of yours
_________________
-because the world owes us nothing, we owe each other the world.

So let your righteous indignation flow, folks.