LSD is a imaginary drug that don't exist..

orison you are raping my mind... i kinda like it

 

Ill just put this here, It seems to be my favorite song atm.. And i know all the words..
how come language is easier to learn through song..


Fabrizio Moro

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zM_MEAijeu0

Ci sono stati uomini che hanno scritto pagine
Appunti di una vita dal valore inestimabile
Insostituibili perché hanno denunciato
Il più corrotto dei sistemi troppo spesso ignorato
Uomini o angeli mandati sulla terra per combattere una guerra
Di faide e di famiglie sparse come tante biglie
Su un isola di sangue che fra tante meraviglie
Fra limoni e fra conchiglie... massacra figli e figlie
Di una generazione costretta a non guardare
A parlare a bassa voce a spegnere la luce
A commententare in pace ogni pallottola nell'aria
Ogni cadavere in un fosso
Ci sono stati uomini che passo dopo passo
Hanno lasciato un segno con coraggio e con impegno
Con dedizione contro un'istituzione organizzata
Cosa nostra... cosa vostra... cos'è vostro?
È nostra... la libertà di dire
Che gli occhi sono fatti per guardare
La bocca per parlare le orecchie ascoltano...
Non solo musica non solo musica
La testa si gira e aggiusta la mira ragiona
A volte condanna a volte perdona
Semplicemente
Pensa prima di sparare
Pensa prima di dire e di giudicare prova a pensare
Pensa che puoi decidere tu
Resta un attimo soltanto un attimo di più
Con la testa fra le mani
Ci sono stati uomini che sono morti giovani
Ma consapevoli che le loro idee
Sarebbero rimaste nei secoli come parole iperbole
Intatte e reali come piccoli miracoli
Idee di uguaglianza idee di educazione
Contro ogni uomo che eserciti oppressione
Contro ogni suo simile contro chi è più debole
Contro chi sotterra la coscienza nel cemento
Pensa prima di sparare
Pensa prima di dire e di giudicare prova a pensare
Pensa che puoi decidere tu
Resta un attimo soltanto un attimo di più
Con la testa fra le mani
Ci sono stati uomini che hanno continuato
Nonostante intorno fosse [tutto bruciato
Perché in fondo questa vita non ha significato
Se hai paura di una bomba o di un fucile puntato
Gli uomini passano e passa una canzone
Ma nessuno potrà fermare mai la convinzione
Che la giustizia no... non è solo un'illusione
Pensa prima di sparare
Pensa prima dì dire e di giudicare prova a pensare
Pensa che puoi decidere tu
Resta un attimo soltanto un attimo di più
Con la testa fra le mani
Pensa.




There were men of which pages have been written
Notes on a life of immeasurable bravery
Irreplaceable because they denounced
The most corrupt systems too often ignored
Men or Angels sent to the earth to fight a war
Of feuds and of families scattered as so many balls
On an island of blood that among so many wonders
Between lemons and seashells… massacre sons and daughters
Of a generation forced not to look
To speak in a whisper
To put out the light
To comment with silence
Every bullet in the air
Every body in a ditch
There were men that little by little
Have left a mark with courage and with commitment
With devotion against an organized institution
Our thing…your thing… what is yours?
It’s ours…the freedom to speak
That our eyes were made to watch
The mouth to speak, the ears listen
Not only music not only music
The head turns and adjusts the aim, be clever
At times condemning at times forgiving
Simply
Think
Think before speaking and judging
Try to think
Think that you can decide
Wait a moment
Only a moment more
With your head between your hands
There were men that died young
But they were aware that their ideas
Would last for centuries as important words
Unbroken and real as little miracles
Ideas of equality ideas of education
Against every man that exercises oppression
Against every one against a weaker one
Against he who buries his conscience in the cement
Think
Think before speaking and judging
Try to think
Think that you can decide
Wait a moment
Only a moment more
With your head between your hands
There were men that continued
Although everything around was burning
Because in the end this life has no meaning
If you fear a bomb or a pointed gun
Men passed and a song passes..

But no one will ever be able to stop the belief!!!
That justice is not only an illusion
Think
Think before speaking and judging
Try to think
Think that you can decide
Wait a moment
Only a moment more
With your head between your hands
Think..
__________________

Before you know it Youll be able to sing along to it aswell and know everyword and in tempo with english..
Funny how the mind works, It can do millions of thing if you let it..

 

http://photos-h.ll.************/photos-ll-sf2p/v309/194/80/514010640/n514010640_3730223_794.jpg

(yes its psygrunge^, not some randomer)

 

(very appropriate addition to the thread when all said and done - especially if one were to understand what exactly happened in the previous 12 hours. haha!)

 

:smilielol5:LOL. hehe .. I know thats you my friend, Ive seen your pic before..
I remember the Power Wires in the background, electricity spins....
( you know ppl will come along and have no clue.

 

Christ, I remember the thoughts and feelings surrounding those electric wires; and, across the water, an entire parallel stretch of a steel works.

 

my thoughts exactly..

 

Believe it or not that was an early morning pic, about 6.45am back in mid-year. No sleep, and no prize for guessing what was going on in the night before

 

Ever hear the wires humming in the misty weather?..

 

Sure have and I can almost feel the vibrations.
Frosty wires are rife at the moment.
With the first bit of sun we've had in weeks, I witnessed frosty wires in evaporation mode this morning; a thin yet define steam arose.
It was something to see, to say the least.
Nature blended harmoniously with manufacture.

 

cool theres some low hanging wires where I from, in the right conditions you can hold a 4 foot. fluorescent tube light in your hand and it will light up from the free electrons.. its neat. Some ppl say its harmful to your health.. Idk, But anytime I go there I get a really good feeling in the air.. Spooky sometimes. hissing and sizziling in the fog..

 

That song was gay in my imagination.

 

Define GAY for me plz.. Gay is like LSD it dont exist. Its a made up word...
People act GAY differently..

LSD CAN MAKE PEOPLE ACT GAY!! Fact or Fiction?

 

Your line of questions are definitely made up, are they not?

 

LSD CAN MAKE PEOPLE ACT GAY!! Fact or Fiction?:toetap05:...

 

on the flintstones theme song at the end it says" we'll have a gay old time!"

I didn't know that meant fred and barney were going to get their rocks off.

 

If they "act" gay while on fry then they may just be gay, possible no?

Nothing we do or see is an act. It is people doing what they do. Now think this if something like lsd is made up then why wouldn't ever drug we have a name for exist. That would mean you were non existent , but you were made, by the union of love, you are a lovechild, trusting or not.

Have you ever done lsd op?

 

i doubt lsd would make someone (presumably a straight person) gay. i suppose if they have repressed gayness buried within their conciousness, then the lsd could bring this personality to surface and represent it in the time to come; essentially unlocking a repression.. but, as it developed from within, then theoretically the person in question would already be gay inclined; just not currently aware of it. question is, if lsd brought out gay in someone; would that person of turned out gay anyway naturally with time??

 

ive done what I was told was lsd or Acid.. yes.
Does it make you happy.. With a jesterly grin??


is that GAY Emotionally or Sexually.....

Arnold lane.. Takes 2 to know.. whats gay to some might not be gay to others??
Seems they distorted the word Gay the same way the distorted the use of LSD..