tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52393972011-04-21T13:18:49.348-07:00aim profilezacknoreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-1060032264148121702003-08-04T14:24:00.000-07:002003-08-20T09:53:44.306-07:00as a gift or apaogy or a miss spelled word im now gonna post all of the mars volta new cd's lyrics all of which was writen and owned by them dont sue me just hate me <br /> <br /> <br />Son Et Lumiere <br /> <br />Clipside of the pinkeye flight <br />I'm not the percent you think survives <br />I need sanctuary in the pages of this book <br />Gestating with all the other rats <br />Nurse said that my skin will need a graft <br />I am of pockmarked shapes <br />The vermin you need to loathe <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Inertiatic ESP <br /> <br />Clipside of the pinkeye flight <br />I'm not the percent you think survives <br />I need sanctuary in the pages of this book <br />Gestating with all the other rats <br />Nurse said that my skin will need a graft <br />I am of pockmarked shapes <br />The vermin you need to loathe <br />Now I'm lost <br />last night I heard lepors <br />flinch like birth defects <br />it's musk was fecal in origin <br />as the words dribbled off of its chin <br />it said I'm lost <br />I'm lost <br />now I'm lost <br />dolls wreck the minced meat of pupils <br />cast in oblong arms length <br />the hooks have been picking their scabs <br />where wolves hide in the company of men <br />it said <br />I'm lost <br />I'm lost <br />now I'm lost <br />are you peaking in the red <br />perforated at the neck <br />what of this mongrel architect <br />a broken arm of sewers set <br />past present and future tense <br />clipside of the pinkeye fountain <br />now I'm lost <br />it's been said <br />long time ago <br />you'll be the first and last to know <br />you'll never know <br /> <br /> <br />Roulette Dares (The Haunt Of) <br /> <br />Transient jet lag ecto mimed bison <br />This is the haunt of roulette dares <br />Ruse of metacarpi <br />Caveat emptor....to all that enter here <br />Open wrist talks back again <br />In the wounds of its skin <br />They'll pinprick the witness <br />In ritual contrition <br />The am trinity fell upon asphyxia-derailed <br />In the rattles of... <br />Made its way through the tracks <br />Of a snail slouching whisper <br />A half mass comute through umbilical blisters <br />Spector will lurk <br />Radar has gathered <br />Midnight neuces from boxcar cadavears <br />Exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed <br />Exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed <br />It's because this is <br />Cranial bleeding <br />Leaches train the living <br />Cursed are they who speak its name <br />Ruse of metacarpi <br />Caveat emptor to all that enter here <br />Exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed <br />Exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed <br />It's because this is <br />Ratteling the laughter <br />Hinges splintering inside <br />Bludgeoned to a saddle <br />Rang the cloister bell inside <br />inside <br />inside <br />exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed <br />exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed <br />it's because this is <br /> <br /> <br />Drunkship Of Lanterns <br /> <br />You've got the lot to burn <br />A shelve of pig smotherd cries <br />Is there a spirit that spits <br />Upon the exit of signs <br />Is anybody there <br />These steps keep on growing long <br />Bayonet trials rust propellers await <br />No <br />Nobody is heard <br />Rowing sheep smiles for the dead <br />Nobody is heard <br />An antiquated home <br />Afloat with engines on mute <br />Sui generis ship spined around the yard <br />Is anybody there <br />These craft only multiply <br />At the nape of ruins rust propellers await <br />No <br />Nobody is heard compass wilting in the wind <br />Nobody is heard <br />Rowing sheep smile for the dead <br />Tansoceanic depth in this earth <br />In this cenotaph <br />Lash of one thousand eye brows clicking <br />Counting the toll <br />Counting the toll <br />You've got the lot to burn <br />A shelve of pig smothered cries <br />Is there a spirit that spits upon the exit of signs <br />Is anybody there <br />These steps keep on growing long <br />Bayonet trials rust propellers await <br />No <br />Nobody is heard compass wilting in the wind <br />Nobody is heard rowing sheep smile for the dead <br />Transoceanic depth in this earth in this cenotaph <br />Carpel jets <br />hit the ground <br />Carpel jets <br />hit the ground <br />Carpel jets <br />hit the ground <br />Carpel jets <br />hit the ground <br />Lash of one thousand eyebrows clicking <br />Counting the toll <br />Counting the toll <br />Lash of one thousand eyebrows clicking <br />Counting the toll <br />Counting the toll <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Eriatarka <br /> <br />And there are those who <br />Hadn't found the speaking so wrong <br />Is it wrong <br />Of pavolov lore <br />They ran rampant through the floors <br />Is this wrong <br />Feels so wrong <br />Happened on a respirator <br />In the basements <br />Are they gone are they gone <br />Stung the slang of a gallows bird <br />Rationed a dead letter pure <br />Trackmarked amoeba lands craft <br />Cartwheel of scratches <br />Dress the tapeworm as pet <br />Tenticles smirk please <br />Flinched the cocooned meat <br />Infra-recon forgets <br />Now there are those who find <br />Comfort in the breathing <br />Wrong-is it wrong <br />It houses the watchful eyes <br />They're panting in a pattern in droves <br />Are they gone <br />Happened on a respirator bet <br />In the basements <br />Is it gone <br />Are they gone <br />Stung the slang of a gallows bird <br />Sanctioned a dead letter pure <br />trackmarked amoeba lands craft <br />cartwheel of scratches <br />dress the tape worm as pets <br />tentacles smirk please <br />flinch the cacooned meat <br />infra-recon forgets <br />evaporated the fur <br />because it covers them <br />if you only knew the plans they had for us <br />evaporated the fur <br />because it covers them <br />if you only knew the plans they had for us <br />They used to have pulses in them <br />But impulse has made the strong <br />They used to have pulses in them <br />But impulse has made them strong <br />Evaporated the fur <br />Because it covers them <br />If you only knew the plans they had for us <br />Trackmarked amoeba lands craft <br />Cartwheel of scratches <br />Dress the tapeworm as pets <br />Tentacles smirk please <br />Flinch the cacooned meat <br />Infra-reco forgets <br />gotta be a way <br />Of getting out <br />Are you just growing old <br />Trackmarked amoeba lands craft <br />Cartwheel of scratches <br />Dress the tapeworm as pets <br /> <br /> <br />Cicatriz ESP <br /> <br />Do you recall it's name <br />As it suggested beck and call <br />This face and heel <br />Will drag your halo through the mud <br />Ash of pompei <br />Erupting in a statues dust <br />Shrouded in veils <br />Because these handcuffs hurt to much <br />Scalpeing these ticketless applause <br />And when they drag the lake there is nothing left at all <br />seutured contusion <br />beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague <br />said I've lost my way <br />even if this cul de sac would pay <br />to reach inside a vault whatever be the cost <br />sterling clear <br />blackend ice <br />when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all <br /> <br />I've defected <br /> <br />seutuerd contusion <br />beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague <br />said I've lost my way <br />even if this cul de sac did pay <br />to reach inside a vault whatever be the cost <br />sterling clear <br />blackend ice <br />when they drag the lake theres nothing left at all <br /> <br />I've defected <br /> <br />beyond the anthills of the dawning of this plague <br />said I've lost my way <br />even if this cul de sac did pay <br />beyond the anthills of said I've lost my way <br />even if you reach inside a vault whatever be the cost <br />sterling clear <br />blackend ice <br />when they drag the lake there's nothing left at all <br /> <br />this is my last insicion <br />the stitches have defected <br />drag me a vessel <br />coveting all you know see and hear <br />this is my last incision <br />the stitches have fallen off <br />Sterling clear blackened ice <br />And when they drag they lake theres nothing left at all <br /> <br />I've defected <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />This Apparatus Must Be Unearthed <br /> <br />I've been waiting for so long <br />For someone to <br />Mend all the blame <br />Ive been searching for so long <br />For something to <br />anonymous <br />avenge my name <br />anonymous <br />avenge my name <br /> <br />you came here on time <br />I just hope that it's not to late <br />I've seen you at night <br />Biteing the frost of silence <br />Can you cure us of this fate <br />Mock the litany in its face <br />Is that you moatilliatta <br /> <br />I've been waiting for so long <br />For someone to <br />Mend all the blame <br />I've been searching for so long <br />For something to <br />Anonymous <br />Avenge my name <br />Anonymous <br />Avenge my name <br /> <br />Hex zero rouge <br />He'll hybernate no more <br />The altars run dry <br />Prefect dictate your final words <br />does it sting of augur truth <br />was your temple left in ruins <br />is that you moatilliatta <br /> <br />I've been waiting for so long <br />for someone to <br />mend all the blame <br />I've been searching for so long <br />For something to <br />Anonymous <br />Avenge my name <br />Anonymous <br />Avenge my name <br /> <br />This is the altar <br />The one that you let me die in <br />On your knees <br />How you wept <br />Much like omertta <br />The quiet has shielded all intent <br />On the ground it appears <br />Like wrath <br />Avenging the lamb as bait <br />In a bed of nails you made <br />Who made this effigy <br />Is there straw dressed in these fields <br /> <br />And now it won't be long <br /> <br />I've been waiting for so long <br />For someone to <br />Mend all the blame <br />I've been searching for so long <br />For something to <br />Anonymous <br />Avenge my name <br />Anonymous <br />Avenge my name <br /> <br /> <br />Televators <br /> <br />Just as he hit <br />The ground <br />They lowered a tow that <br />Stuck in his neck to the gills <br />Fragments of sobiquets <br />riddle me this <br />three half eaten corneas <br />who hit the area <br />Stalk the ground <br />Stalk the ground <br />You should have seen <br />The curse that flew right by you <br />Page of concrete <br />Stained walks crutch in hobbled sway <br />Autodafe <br />A capulary hint of red <br />Only this manupod <br />Crescent in shape has escaped <br />The house half the way <br />Fell empty with teeth <br />That split both his lips <br />Mark these words <br />One day this chalk outline will circle this city <br />Was he robbed of the asphalt that cushioned his face <br />A room colored charlatan <br />Hid in a safe <br />Stalk the ground <br />Stalk the ground <br />You should have seen <br />The curse that flew right by you <br />Page of concrete <br />Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway <br />Autodafe <br />A capulary hint of red <br />Only this manupod <br />Crescent in shape <br />Has escaped <br />Pull the pins <br />Save your grace <br />Mark these words <br />On his grave <br />You should have seen <br />The curse that flew right by you <br />Page of concrete <br />Stain walks crutch in hobbled sway <br />Autodafe <br />A capulary hint of red <br />Everyone knows the last toes are <br />Always the coldest to go <br /> <br /> <br />Take The Veil Cerpin Taxt <br /> <br />You must have been phlegmatic in stature <br />The gates of thanos are a spread eagle wide <br />You let the shutters make sackcloth and ashes <br />Out of a blind mans picaresque heart <br /> <br />You take the veil <br />You'll take the dive <br />You take the veil <br /> <br />It's not over till the tremulant sings <br />These ides of march <br />Are they so make believe <br />How tempts the revenant <br />Slice up and not across <br /> <br />You take the veil <br />You'll take the dive <br />You take the veil <br /> <br />A mass of gallon sloth <br />As flys have walls for feet <br />A rapturous verbatim-someone said but who is to know <br />And when you find the fringe <br />The one last hit that spent you <br />You'll find the ossuary spilling by the day <br /> <br />The iconoclastic had it coming for years <br />They know the prisons that you have yet to fear <br />Where thumbs hide inside of sleepingbag mouths <br />Adlib your memoires by casting a drought <br /> <br />You take the veil <br />You'll take the dive <br />You take the veil <br /> <br />A mass of gallon sloth <br />As flys have walls for feet <br />A rapturous verbatim-someone said but who is to know <br />And when you find the fringe <br />The one last hit that spent you <br />You'll find the ossuary spilling by the day <br /> <br />Knife me in -hobbeling <br />Talking in it's sleep again <br />Knife me in-hobbeling <br />Talking in it's sleep again <br /> <br />The one last hit that spent you <br />And you will find <br />The greatest fucking lie <br />Of aneurysm vespers <br />The ones that pile <br />Up the greatest fucking lies <br /> <br />Knife me in hobbling <br />Talking in it's sleep again <br />Knife me in hobbling <br />Talking in It's sleep again <br /> <br />Virulent hives- of bedpost piles <br />Virulent hives <br /> <br />Who brought me here <br />Forsaken,depraved and wrought with fear <br />Who turned it off <br />The last thing I remember now <br />Who brought me here <br />Forsaken,depraved and wrought with fear <br />Who turned it off <br />The last thing I remember now <br />Who brought me here<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-106003226414812170?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-959261602003-06-22T15:54:00.000-07:002003-06-22T15:58:29.000-07:00this is with out any form of price.... <br /> <br /><a href='http://www.whiteninjacomics.com/comics/bill.shtml'> <br /> <img src='http://www.whiteninjacomics.com/images/comics/bill.gif'> <a/> <br /> <br />it is priceless. <br /> <br />click on the picture and go to white ninja comics its the greatest thing ever.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-95926160?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-958328662003-06-19T09:58:00.000-07:002003-06-19T09:58:38.183-07:00did you mean this one mike cause i created this one knowing that i wasnt gonna be updated to often once i got it how i liked it. i think i got to that point but maybe i just got lazy. of course never telling you this would be the reason you think it needs updating. but the fact of the matter is that this isnt really my blog. my real blog is elsewhere email me if you want it. alinktothepast@hotpop.com<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-95832866?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-946439232003-05-20T11:07:00.000-07:002003-05-20T11:07:34.263-07:00"i have an idea, an idea so smart that if my brain even began to comprehend it my head would explode!" -peter griffin <br /> <br />on an unrelated note i found out that haphazardious is not a word<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-94643923?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-941261782003-05-10T17:49:00.000-07:002003-05-20T10:09:45.000-07:00having worked at a video game store for a while now i have had the interesting displeasure of listening to a everquest conversation. it was with out a doubt the scariest thing ive ever heard. how you ask? well i understood only the numbers that they used in their conversation. at first they started out speaching english but as soon as one asked the other "what server do you play on?" that was it. from there on i thought that they had started speaching french or german or something. but i realised later that the numbers they used were english. but other than the numbers i didnt understand a word of their five minutes conversation. it just goes to show kids, stay the hell away from the e.q.ers cause they're not sane at all.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-94126178?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-940891652003-05-09T21:00:00.000-07:002003-05-09T21:00:55.500-07:00ok just maybe im totally crazy or have no understanding of the world what-so-ever but how do viruses just appear from nowhere. and i have to know how many people has sars killed? and/or what is the percentage of deaths to infections? if anyone knows where i can get this info email me at alinktothepast@hotpop.com.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-94089165?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-935475612003-04-30T12:06:00.000-07:002003-04-30T12:06:56.666-07:00as of the end of today the year is officially 1/3 over.... man thats depressing<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-93547561?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-933294012003-04-26T22:10:00.000-07:002003-04-26T22:10:37.190-07:00quick link to <a href="http://www.threebrain.com/weeeeee.shtml"> gonads and strife<a/><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-93329401?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-933293072003-04-26T22:07:00.000-07:002003-04-26T22:07:55.493-07:00hail the romans of the new age for truely we've evolved into greater being that that of which we were. yes hail the new romans. i must say that we've true shown great progress as a race over the last 2000 years and indeed we will continue to improve over the next two thousand years. yes now the common man can get the schooling only kings could before, now the common man has the mind of philosophers of old. weve truely become new romans with might of our own...... yes thats right while the romans were content with free bread and games we are not so simple. no such simple things amuse us as did the romans. indeed we've made education available to all, and we make good use of it. its not like people waste that opportunity to actually learn things and instead go drink and party. We are not so vulgar as the romans as to try our hands at sarcasm in writing did Horace and Lucilius.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-93329307?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-932804172003-04-25T21:42:00.000-07:002003-04-25T21:42:00.583-07:00cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war! <br /> <br />man that sounds cool<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-93280417?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-929151652003-04-19T20:13:00.000-07:002003-04-19T20:13:44.263-07:00 <br /> <br />BadaRuski: you have some fine lady named "there" in your room<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-92915165?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-928881422003-04-19T07:25:00.000-07:002003-04-24T09:35:10.000-07:00my new favorite word: <br /> <br />a·vul·sion n. 1. (Medicine) The forcible tearing away of a body part by trauma or surgery. 2. The sudden movement of soil from one property to another as a result of a flood or a shift in the course of a boundary stream. <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-92888142?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-928395202003-04-18T08:00:00.000-07:002003-04-18T08:02:49.000-07:00welcome to my sub profile!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-92839520?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-925915682003-04-14T09:46:00.000-07:002003-05-04T16:37:31.000-07:00 links links links links links links links links links links links links links links <br /> <br />well this post is gonna have my links and will continue to evolve <br /> <br />so here goes: <br /> <br />cool stuff: <br /><a href="http://www.homestarrunner.com">homestarrunner<A/> <br />is the coolest site. it is cool beyond words <br /> <br /><a href="http://www.whatsbetter.com"> what's better? <a/> a pretty cool site that allows you to choose whats better. so go pick something <br /> <br /><a href="http://www.nopantsday.com"> No Pants Day!<A/> is the best holiday ever. honestly, next year you have no excuse to wear pants. <br /> <br /><a href="http://www.threebrain.com/weeeeee.shtml"> gonads and strife<a/> is a pretty cool little flashtoon featuring a squirrel <br /> <br />two other cool <a href="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash&amp;amp;P5_Language=English"> <br />flash <A/> sites are <a href="http://www.newgrounds.com"> newgrounds <a/> and <a href="http://www.heavy.com"> heavy.com <A/> but to be honest <a href="http://www.newgrounds.com"> newgrounds <a/> is way better. <br /> <br />web comics that i read: <br /> <br /><a href="http://www.penny-arcade.com"> the penny arcade<a/> <br />this site is dedicated to gamers. comics come out about three times a week. the guys who run the site do nothing but play games making them some of the best people ever...or the worst. <br /> <br /><a href="http://www.pvponline.com/index.php3">pvp online<a/> another gamers web comic, while its not as funny as penny arcade and lacking the constant debates on things like how well Link fits into the new soul calibur game it does on the bright side have <a href="http://www.pvponline.com/archive.php3?archive=20030412">panda attacks<a/> and well <a href="http://www.pvponline.com/archive.php3?archive=20030413">more panda attacks<a/> <br /> <br /><a href="http://www.nuklearpower.com/"> nuklear power<a/> <br />this one is another gaming web comics that makes fun of the final fantasy universe as well as rpgs in general. of course you should start reading from <a href="http://www.nuklearpower.com/daily.php?date=010302">the beginning<a/>. of course you could just skip ahead to <a href="http://www.nuklearpower.com/daily.php?date=010422">cloud dying<a/> even though that has nothing to do with the story. <br /> <br />as for non gaming web comics that i find worth reading well theres <a href="http://www.dieselsweeties.com/"> this one <a/> and <a href="http://www.wigu.com/"> that one<a/> <br />although im not to sure that <a href="http://www.wigu.com/"> that one<a/> is worth reading it does have this<a href="http://www.wigu.com/?date=20030401"> funny ghetto kid<a/> <br />with <a href="http://www.dieselsweeties.com/"> this one <a/> there actually is an on running story kinda and it starts <a href="http://www.dieselsweeties.com/strips/sw01.shtml"> here <a/><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-92591568?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5239397.post-918960912003-04-02T22:03:00.000-08:002003-04-18T07:45:13.000-07:00well well heres gonna be my new sub profile. i'll add links and such as it comes to me and i have time to kill<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5239397-91896091?l=fluteofthefallen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>zacknoreply@blogger.com