Does anyone speak 'hippie babble' anymore

nights my power went out last night forted out on a rug in the living room with a cup a book and a friend too little nights too little time without electricity. it was nice. it was peaceful. peace I want to go to dc protest tomorrow school pervades my life. it pervades my existence I can't be peaceful, no peace. no peace anywhere here.

 

id leave my shoes at the door but i just cant help it.

 

plastic, peace is everywhere

 

I want to learn!

 

i learn to want! want what? i have it all. all i need really. what more do i need? is necessity useless? maybe we have it all, but still want more. there is no more. the concept of more does not exist. only what is and what was already there. so are we useless, nagging beings who want what we have, but do not know it, ignore what we do have, but neglect it, and forget what is there, yet remember only what we want? we are semi-functional want-machines.
i want repairs.
ironic.
is it?

 

ironic, yes, but will it stick like iron sticks to a magnet?

 

Yes, and haven't you ever noticed that magnets can get sticky? Sometimes your iron and your ironing board can get sticky too. I don't mind ironing my clothes, but I usually only do it for a job interview or something. I hate going on job interviews. That's why I really don't like dating, because dates are just like job interviews and there's too much pressure for something to happen when we really might not exactly like each other. I'd rather just chill out with pizza and a movie, ya know? Oh, but not on job interviews, though, just when I'm hanging out. I had to hang my panties outside yesterday because my dryer broke. Being broke sucks, but I'm hoping I don't ever have to go on another job interview again.

 

shameless_heifer that is awesome!

 

Green and yellow marching toads? yes i know them they travel into tops? which-way? upsit downsit up and around? no? no what? no or yes? or is yes no? who really knows? I do? You do? Yeah i met her once? Who? The blankest fever patroller.

lol like that?

 

I like the magic toads...the ones that travel to the ends of the universe & sometimes even to Miliways

 

ah, good ol' Milliways... where every night is the last night and the nights entertainment is the apocalypse. but not like a zombie apocalypse, like in Haiti where my latin teacher Mr Cadet is from, and I refer to him as "oh captain my captain" and light up a reefer. y'know they're endangered, because with global warming reefs can't form.

 

milliways milk ways a giant river of milk filled with strong boned fish that you cant eat like regular fish
in the south because of the them milk ways turn to cheese ways and thats why the south stinks and tend to be closed in mind and body

 

America is a Nation with a mission - and that mission comes from our most basic beliefs. We have no desire to dominate, no ambitions of empire. Our aim is a democratic peace - a peace founded upon the dignity and rights of every man and woman.
-- George W. Bush

It was the wrong fight, at the wrong time, in the wrong place, against the wrong people, for the wrong reasons, with the wrong strategy, the wrong tactics, and the wrong weapons. It was the wrong approach, to the wrong situation, betraying the wrong motives, from the wrong perspective, with the wrong attitude, to the wrong end, using the wrong means, effecting the wrong result. It was both the wrong twist and the wrong turn, arriving inexorably, of course, at just the wrong moment. It was the wrong choice, the wrong answer to the wrong question, altogether the wrong way to take care of business. And it wronged just about everybody it touched: it wronged the wrong and it wronged the rest of us as well.
And now, twenty years after we finally left the war behind, all that hasn't changed. What remains is for us to finally engage in the public arithmetic and admit we had no right to have been there and no right to have done what we did and no right to continue pretending otherwise.
-- David Harris, "Our War - What We Did in Vietnam and What It Did To Us"

 

....fuckin hippies

 

i do.

 

read my other posts. you will be enlightened

 

At midnight, all the agents, and the superhuman crew,
Come out and round up every one who knows more than they do.
And they're brought down to the factory
And the heart attack machine
Is strapped across their shoulders
And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castle by insurance men who go
And check to see that nobody's escaping back to
Desolation Row.

Yes I received your letter yesterday, about the time the doorknob broke.
When you ask me how I am doing -- is that some kind of joke?
-- Bob Dylan

 

No thanks. I'm not interested in a specified type of babble...I just talk babble....there's no specific way for me to talk babble.

 

wel L B r dem 2 ducks r them der ducks u bet dem r ducks wel L B

 

M R ducks..and a pair-a-ducks at that!