Heeeeeey speeeeeellllllll cheeeeeecker....

Spellbe! Ho Spelly! Yo Spellinski. Eyyyyyyyyyyyy Spellini.

Watch this: orf... misisipi... to reit...

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I said hey spell checker lookee heeyahr: pewdel weerd atem

O bb O bb O bb ooooooooooooooooo i luv it



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Peak

Excitement thrills, thrusts you on,
Contentment ends, restlessness, gamble all;
Prepared, strong, lengthened limber;
Anticipation, tall and lean, you shiver.

Eye the slope, talus scattered, take stock,
Back bent, legs arched, firm press against rock;
Arch, and slide, arms reversed, nothing beneath;
Joy at height, pause, and breathe.

Shadows, thrill, an act of will, stronger;
Exhaustion threatens, more now more,
Climb on, this energy, this desire, lasts longer;
This cannot be wrong, hum the song, clench core.

Climb, climb, blue sky above,
Cleft widens, spread long body tighter;
Edge behind, final push last shove,
Lay flat, stars in eyes, lighter.

Arms ache, bones crack, torn thighs,
Lungs grasp at thinned air, laugh loudly,
Bare teeth, uncaring; blue of sky,
Blue of eyes, standing strong, proud.

Bend over, sides seize, you falter;
Journey down, gentle grade, alone again;
Tears fall, with sorrow, love has halted,
Solitude, hollow ends, contentment sadly wins.

� Amanda 2011
11/17/2011

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Sits on the floor arm waving above my head holding my lit zippo aloft. Quote

If he had lived in these times...



Kirkageno and Spockagena zusammen:

Spock... Spock Spock Spock Spockagena

Kirk... Kirk Kirk Kirk Kirkageno

etc etc...

Kirkageno: Bist du mir nun ganz ergeben

Spockagena: Nun bin ich dir ganz ergeben.

Kirkageno: Nun, so sei mein liebes Vulcanweibchen!

Spockagena: Nun, so sei mein Herzenst�ubchenfederationuberfuhrer, Mein Herzenst�ubchen!

Kirkageno: Mein liebes Vulcan, mein Herzenst�ubchen,

Kirkageno and Spockagena:
Welche Freude wird das sein,
Wenn die Klingons uns bedenken,
Unsrer Liebe Kinder schenken
Unsrer Liebe Kinder schenken
So liebe kleine Kinderlein, Kinderlein,
Kinderlein, Kinderlein,
So liebe kleine Kinderlein.
Erst einen kleinen Kirkageno
Dann eine kleine Spockagena,
Dann wieder einen Kirkageno
Dann wieder eine Spockagena,
Kirkageno, Spockagena, Kirkageno,Spockagena etc. etc. etc.

Es ist das h�chste der Gef�hle,
Wenn viele, viele, der kirk(spock)-kirk(spock)-eno(a)
Kirka(Spocko)geno(a)
Der Eltern Sorgen werden sein.
Wenn viele, viele, der kirk-(spock)-kirk-(spock) -eno(a) etc. etc.
Der Eltern Sorgen werden sein. etc.

Kirkageno: KHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!
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Kirkageno: KHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!




Morricone: As Iah satah in de audiensah andah watchedah... Iah knewah, knewah inah myah soulah, thatah theesah irritating leetle manah, wasah de voiceah ofah Godah.

"Ennio", I saidah to myselfah. Heah mocksah meah, thisah one. Heah mocksah myah museah.
Ifa God willa nota treata me witha de respectah, giveen alla de talent to theesah kindah oneah, thenah I amah gonnah macka da beega sweetch andah workah forah de Devil, thatsah righta, de Devil.

Jesu Cristu! Macka myah ganglia TWEETCH!

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It is late at night... Wolfgang works hard...

Everyone else is in bed, sleeping deeply, in the throes of revel fatigue. His hair is wild. Dark circles are cut under his eyes. His hands tremble.

There is a knock at the door... Wolfgang flinches. He spills his Red Bull.

He creeps to the door. "Who..." (cough cough) "Who is it?"

"You knowah whoah eetah eesah, whoah eetah ees bb" he heard the voice of his nightmares sayah.

"I'm not done yet. Not even close." he shouted through the door.

"You'dah better beah doneah, donah byah deah endah oftheah weekah, byah deah endah oftheah weekah bb" came back the sinister reply.

"I'd don't know why you are making me do this. Nobody is going to want to see an opera about Don Corleone" he tried in frustration.

"Weah weelah seeah leetle manah, my leetle oneah. It mayah beah... yourah... masterworkah. bwaaaaaaaaaaa ha hah haaaaaaaaa, haaaaa haaaaaaa haaaaa bb."

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From one of the papers strewn over the great composers desk:

Keyser S�ze (baaaaa ba ba ba bummmmmmm) Pissed off Don Corleone (baaaa ba ba ba baaaaaaaa)

Don Corleone... Wacked Keyser S�ze... At 5:30 the next morning.

Wheeeeeeeeeen you fuck with the Corleonesss

Yooooooooooou get whacked in the morning.

In the morning... In the morning...

Before the rooster begins his crowing.


When the Tataglias hit his father

Michael splashed two at the table

At the table... At the table...

Before they had finished their coffee.


By Toutatis... By Vinnie Vindictus...
By all the saints and mothers dear to us...
By all our fathers and ancestors we fear.

We will come for you at any hour of the day.
We will come for you because you didn't pay.

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Here it leaves off clearly unfinished. Brilliant. But written too hastily, too hastily, *sigh*



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Desperation




Sound of my feet hitting the pavement; run; echo from the walls of the alley; run, run, run; top is stuck to my skin, breath smoking behind me as I run, run, run; pain everywhere tears at my chest as I gasp for each ragged breath; run run run; if I stop then God knows what I'll remember; run run run; my legs want to give out, my arms hurt and my head pounds; run run run run run run; if it hurts enough I can think only of that pain; run run run run; at the top of the stairs into the dark of the park and I run; in the shadows of the trees and the benches flow past; run run; and the homeless guys on the steaming grate and I run; into the tunnel under the traffic above and by the police car with its lights a blue strobe; run run never slow; and the guy who spits on me and yells something in Spanish, run run run run; forget forget forget; through the stalled traffic and the demonstrators shouting; run run run; run to forget; run more run; is she run run running; run...


Patti Smith - Fireflies - http://youtu.be/3_8TGwH3LFU

too late to stop it never stops I never stop it never stops; run run run; there's no escape; run run run; turn the corner and a woman shouts; run run run run; shove through the people run run run; forget; run; stop and vomit and it starts to come back and I run and wipe my chin; run run; is the wet on my face from the cold air; run run run never stop never stop; forget, run run run run; never look back; just run...

Human League - Don't You Want Me - http://youtu.be/uPudE8nDog0

blisters on my heels and the balls of my feet; run run run run run; the crippling cramp in my side my hand on it; slows; run run run; pain of any kind but I run run run run; my heart's going to explode; run run run; they warned me so; run run run; the hand that grabs my sleeve and tears at me; run run run; faces of shock as I run run run run run; never slow never slow never slow; rhythms of songs and I go go go; run run run run; through the night and bright neon lights; run run run; dry heaves as I run; the brothers on the corner whistling; run oh God run; people step out of the way run run run; reflections in store windows and I run run run; lights blur and there are more stairs and I feel my thighs burn; never stop run never think run...

Simple Minds - Forget About Me - http://youtu.be/jpc7TBhilFI

hunger run; thirst run; air run; yelling from the crowd of bar hoppers on that corner and her dog would know; run run; motion along side of me and he's in pace with me; run run run; run run run; forget in the run run; faces swim in my mind; run run run run; jerk to the side and some dog is barking; blue eyes and I run run run; shiver while I run; chest clenchs, soaked from breasts to crotch; still I run run run run run; wet forests in my soul and run run; how to ever return run run; forget the photos and words and run run; forget the walkways and out into the shiney street; run; headlights and horns; run run run run run; shove the courier bicyclist out of my way; run run run; into Chinatown and the diners and drifters; run run run; red light don't stop run; sick again and it's wet yellow drool; run run run run run; forget faces with different makeups; run...

Ingrid Michaelson - Ghost - http://youtu.be/S208WvTgSTo

too late to stop it never stops I never stop it never stops; run run run; there's no escape; run run run; turn the corner and the night is filled with it; run; stagger and run run run; limp and run; and I finally stop; and I finally stop; and I finally stop; and I finally, remember; every moment; and I finally remember every time together; and I finally lay down on the pavement; and I finally curl myself up; and I finally stop.

� Amanda 2011
11/18/2011

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A beautiful, talented, girl's poll "You are an animal, what animal are you?"

see her stuff @ http://nina-y.deviantart.com/

The Mare

Unhobbled
Unshod
Under no stallion
Free of saddle, bit or lead
Range before me
Free

� Amanda 2011
11/20/2011
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Whenever you're near me I put out my hand to hold you
and this silence becomes hard to be carried
It does not matter if my mouth does not have anything to say,
listen to my silence on the road of our journey, you don't
need words to understand that I love you.
My eyes will never look at your beautiful face..
at your.beautiful blue eyes.
You have not asked for anything from me
you only give... for this I admire you and love you.
Now I have to ask your hand in mine, and not to mention
I'll take you there...

� Bianca 2011 Quote

Weary and Wary

A promise made, and not kept
so many times before, the same
so I am left, and haven�t slept;
with every kiss, become a game.

Was this your plan, from first to last?
To break an heart but not be fast?
To see how much was left to crush,
to feel it fade beneath your lust?

Place your ear, close, here it�s warm.
You loved the scars, their depth and form;
where other hands had ripped before,
and torn,
tethered,
trampled,
trod,
was stitched back together, crudely sewn.

Feel with fingers long and gnawed
where your cruel heart, reached in, to claw.

I�d taken ink, so bloody red, and placed, in love
where dreams had led; words of longing
to be read. Words of warning, I�d never heed.
�How do you like me now?� it reads, in Afrikaans,
scripted delicately.
My own sweet fate, fore armed, now harmed.

Bleary mind, jaundiced eye, I still refuse to cry.
Wary now, of those who seek, inside my shell, �Just a peek?�
Weary, now of sorrow's claim, I�ll set you down without our rain.

� Amanda 2011
11/21/2011



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Listen... in this silence to my thoughts
dedicate me a song, let's dance... you want?
the last dance, will be the latest night of joy
lived with me...
tomorrow... I have to go far
so it was decided, it wasn't me who did
tomorrow... yes... tomorrow
I have to go away, away from you away from the world
Lets Dance... the last dance to be
hug me till i cant breath... yell me your love
remember me as I am now not as I will be
better this way... you won't suffer when I will fade
close that door now do not turn back
tomorrow ... tomorrow I will be gone
forgive me if you can ... my love

� Bianca 2011 Quote

True North

They say
It�s a cold place
Icy and grey
With the wind that cuts through
Marrow and bone

And I�ve heard the earth cracks
Open wide
Before your eyes
And might swallow you whole

And they say you can get lost
For days in landscapes
Of big emotions

In the endless night
When the sun doesn�t care
To crawl out of bed behind the oceans

We never learned to use the compass
We never learned to read these maps
We always yearn for far off countries
We never found a straight way back
And it�s a miracle
Yeah it�s a miracle
We found true north
True north
True north
True north
Yeah

They say
It�s an old place
With ancient tales of violence and war
Passion and soul

And I�ve seen the West
Lean into the East
Like a slow breeze
With the ripples of old

And I know I could get lost for life
Inside these stories I�ve heard

Cause it all just shows
That what we know
It�s just the tip, the tip, the tip of the iceberg

We never learned to use the compass
We never learned to read these maps
We always yearn for far off countries
We never found a straight way back
And it�s a miracle
Yeah it�s a miracle
We found true north
True north
True north

We found true north
True north
True north
True
True

They say it�s a cold place
Icy and grey with the wind that
Cuts through marrow and bone
But here�s my true north, my storm my ocean, my wave, my anchor,
And my new home

� Tina Dico 2010

Note: this is the very FIRST place on the web to have the lyrics for this song
*blood dripping from my ears*
the second is my blog where i'll garner my single claim to fame probably LOL
uhhhhuahahaaaahhahahuuuuu (tm) the Girl Quote

True North

They say
It�s a cold place
Icy and grey
With the wind that cuts through marrow and bone

And I�ve heard the earth cracks
Open wide
Before your eyes
And might swallow you whole

And they say
you can get lost
For days in landscapes
Of big emotions

In the endless night
When the sun doesn�t care
To crawl out of bed
behind the oceans

We never learned to use the compass
We never learned to read these maps
We always yearn for far off countries
We never found a straight way back
And it�s a miracle
Yeah it�s a miracle
We found true north
True north
True north
True north

Yeah

They say
It�s an old place
With ancient tales of violence and war
Passion and soul

And I�ve seen the West
Bleed into the East
Like a slow breeze
With the ripples of old

And I know I could get lost for life
Inside these stories I�ve heard
Cause it all just shows that what we know
It�s just the tip, the tip, the tip of the iceberg

We never learned to use the compass
We never learned to read these maps
We always yearn for far off countries
We never found a straight way back
And it�s a miracle
Yeah it�s a miracle
We found true north
True north
True north
We found true north
True north
True north

True

True

They say it�s a cold place
Icy and grey with the wind that
Cuts through marrow and bone
But here�s my true north, my storm my ocean, my wave, my anchor,
And my new home

� Tina Dico 2010

Note: found an error in the lyric after another day of bleeding eardrums



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owwwwwwwwwwwwwww
All I wants is a rowm sahmwair
Far ahway from tha col' ni' aiiiiiiirr.

Weh wun eeeeeeeenormoos chair
aaaaaaaahhhhhh wooooooooooooouuuuuuullllllddddddn't it be loverly...

Lot's of chocolate for may ta eat...

...
...


* dooooooooo DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE dooooooooooooooo *

We interrupt this program for a special announcement...

We don't know what is happening, but every news station has been asked to send one camera crew to the east gate of the white house. Something of national importance has just occurred. Repeat: Something of national importance has just occurred.

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* bzzzzzzzzzzzz *

We are expecting the president to speak momentarily.

* bzzzzzzzzzzzzzz *

President: Good evening my fellow Americans... It is with great sorrow that I come before you tonight. I am afraid I have some difficult news for this great nation.

* flash *

...

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Last Night This Morning

Soft sweet pink on your loving cheek
Could any bit of life be quite so sweet?
To make me stop, make me think
Of where you are and what you seek.

The blue of the curve in your deep eyes
The smoothness of the skin on white thighs
The soft clean smell of your warm sheets
The salt of your seas roars ashore, and weeps.


� Amanda 2011

11/27/2011

Photography � Amanda Graham 2011

http://amandagraham.org
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He had gone out on the sheet ice to do some fishing... He thought he could be out and back before the blizzard started... He was wrong.

Stumbling around in the blinding snow. Dropping his kit. He hit a hard ice knob wrong with his right foot and went down hard... into a crevass. It took three hours for him to crawl out of the crack in the ice. Night would soon be here. He didn't know what to do.

He lay back on the ice and stared up at the darkening sky. His body was beaten up bad. He could only crawl. Too exhausted even to do that. He wondered if Reader's Digest would ever get to do an inspirational story about him and his struggle for life, how he had sucked it up, and had faith, and pulled through. This made him smile a little. He rolled over on his stomach to try to see what he could do.

That's when he noticed them. The baby harp seals. Staring at him.

He smiled jauntily in their direction and said "Hi fellahs. I'd love to stay and pet you but I've got a long haul ahaead of me and I need to get moving."

He struggled a bit. Wincing as flesh moved over jagged bone. As his leg did awful things that it had never done before. He made maybe 10 yards and then had to take a breather.

He looked back at the seals to gauge his progress. He was startled a bit to see that they had moved too. They were following him. They had maintained their previous distance.

This made him laugh. "Sorry fellahs. I don't have any food for you today. Just gotta get home somehow."

Then he returned to his bone grinding work. He wore out his gloves. His fingers poked through freshly scraped hole. Blood trailed behind him over the ice. He couldn't feel the pain in his legs anymore. That was a refief. And the pain in his fingers made him feel alive.

He turned back again to check on the seals as he rested another time. They were there. Their cute, doe eyes focused on him. They were a little nearer. Cute fuzzy things they were. But wait. Could it be? Yes!

He noticed for the first time that their cute white fur under their whiskers were stained red with his blood. Good heavens! They must be lapping up his blood as he crawled. How awful!
Once again he reminded himself that Nature only appeared to be cute to human eyes. She was what she was. Efficient and heartless.

"Have a drink on me." he said with a shiver in his voice.

He put them out of his mind as he worked the next painful few yards of his long journey. Oh how his body complained. Oh the effort it took to drag those next few yards. He was gasping, a little dizzy, the next time he took his break. He lay back on his back and closed his eyes for a little bit.

But then... he popped them open again real quick when he heard...

shhhhhhhhhhhh shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
shhhhhhhhhhhhh shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

He was hearing the seals' bodies as they dragged over the ice... and they were... growling!

"Son of a bitch." He swore. "I won't be eaten by baby harp seals, for Christ's sake!"

So he ripped feverishly through his pants pockets, now sealed shut with ice, and managed to free his revolver. It was loaded and ready to go. He was a crack shot.

He confidently raised the gun up to take some seals back to their makers...

but as he raised his arm up, a very fast, very sharp flipper wacked it away. Way out of reach.

And the last thing he heard as they devoured him was their hungry growling...

And the last thing he smelled on their breath was blood... his blood...

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The Poet shimmied...

The Poet hustled...

The Poet shook his wild thing...

His gold chains clinked on his bare chest, his goldfish shoes glinted, the goldfish swirled happily. The admiring crowd clapped and cheered him on...

But then...

He screamed... He saw it once again... The spectre... The phantom... The albatross around his neck!

Poet: aiiiiiiiiigghhhhhhhhhhh! The Puppy of my Discotek

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"Ice station Zebra... Ice Station Zebra..." came in the cracking voice through the storm.

"I'm coming in fast... I'm hurt real bad... It's the seals... The fucking seals..."

"Lock up the facility. Repeat. Lock up the facility. I'll need at least 3 pints of blood, and damn it, a new arm."

The crew sprang into action like a well-oiled machine. They didn't need to think. They knew the procedure.

But Kurt thunk. Seals. hmmmmmm. How the fuck could they take out somebody? They had really done a number on that guy on the ice sheet. You couldn't even recognize him. Skinned him clean. But it was worse. They had used his body to lure in more people - and ambushed them. They were wiped out completely, no one left to describe how the seals had done it.

Now apparently they had gotten to his veteran chopper pilot. Fuck how could they even get him in the air... unless...

"Breach! Breach! We have a breach!" Kurt yelled into the microphone.

His crew started down a new procedure.

He cooly strapped on his weapons. He pulled the segregation switch. Sealed everything off. They now had 45 minutes to k1ll every seal in the area or... the whole station would blow. Of course that would't solve the problem, the seals didn't mind the cold and they could swim. But, damn it, the facility would blow.

The stage was set...

The hand... or the flipper!

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