Rant! - Take a load off of your mind! [Archive]

DARKPICCOLO

10-15-2002, 09:37 PM

WHAT'S RANTING ?
what? Karma doesnt know something....gasp j/k

i'll start a rant Roll

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D@mn lag i hate it...makes me loose every game OMG even ##### kick my @$$.. that and cheap-o Cyclops users always doing that darn optic sweep, speaking of sweeps i gotta go sweep my room, Man i hate having so many chores, i never have time to relax.....if i aint working im doing homework which equally sux...esspecially Trig assignments which take forever....almost as long as it takes this game to load since i play on a 56k modem....man i begged my moms to get me a better PC but she wont untill my birthday which is soooo far away...i remember my last birthday i spent over my cousins house , it sucked so bad i didnt even wanna opean any presents so i just took a nap......ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.

this rant is fictional but in a rant you just go on and on about pretty much anything....good way to let off some steam you know ;)

DX Zero

10-15-2002, 09:39 PM

like talking, ranting on and on about a subject, just a long thought...

*thinks*

SSJKarma

10-15-2002, 09:51 PM

ok thanks for the info about RANTING...

<center>SSJKarma rants all over the place for too much reason and about everthing single thing in his house and this game too</center>

PS: it is all in my head so i'm not gonna write it here ! :p

sk8erfox805

10-15-2002, 10:26 PM

quietkiller u should post here.!! this is ur section haahahahhahaha :laugh:

Nantuko Joe

10-16-2002, 06:43 AM

Here's asshole's rant about X-Box:

X-BoX Sucks...

Fcuk you, you mother bitch you, you fcuk off, you effer bitch, mother you fcuk, whose mother I fcuk, you bitch off the Fcuk, fcuking Bitch! Mother is fcuker, fcukin' bitch mother, fcuking bitch, mother is fcuker bitch, bitch fcuker mother is bitcher, fcukering bitcher!!!

here's my rant:

YAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH

DanYankees

10-16-2002, 02:17 PM

purplemonkeydishwasher. Hello Principal Skinner. Hello SuperNintendo Chalmers.

Roll

10-16-2002, 02:23 PM

Rants are like really REALLY long! I mean VERY! I'll write one for you...

It's on the lips of the heartbroken and downtrodden, it's in the poetry of the cheated-on and the abandoned and it's in the hearts of the abused an trampled, those four little words, "Love is a lie!"

But love is not a lie, nor is it a trap to make you weep or a game played by fools and other over-emotional buffoons. Love is as real as the air we breathe, the earth we walk on and the water we drink. It's there, always lurking, often hiding but always around and waiting to strike.

The lie of love isn't that it doesn't exist but rather the fairy tale the world has made it out to be. Every story that ends in "happily ever after" has had but one moral, that all you need is love and if you have that, everything in the world will be perfect.

Nothing could be further from the truth.

While love is important and a beautiful thing, it is just one of many factors in determining how happy one truly is. There are millions of people who are passionately enthralled in perfect love, but are still completely miserable. At the same time, there are just as many people who have never even approached the idea of love, but are leading happy and content lives.

Love is no key to happiness, nor is it the grand answer or mighty pinnacle of existence. It's just another factor and like having lots of money, a great job or unimaginable success, it does nothing to guarantee happiness. If the clich

montalvo

10-16-2002, 06:37 PM

i hate reading long ass posts......

Fcuk you, you mother bitch you, you fcuk off, you effer bitch, mother you fcuk, whose mother I fcuk, you bitch off the Fcuk, fcuking Bitch! Mother is fcuker, fcukin' bitch mother, fcuking bitch, mother is fcuker bitch, bitch fcuker mother is bitcher, fcukering bitcher!!!

Now thats better

SuperSonicX

10-16-2002, 07:01 PM

Whats on my mind..? Well i just recently broke up with my girlfriend...*sighs* Im trying to get over it...but is hard...im also thinking about geting a xbox, im starting to like the games they have out for it now. School's a pain in the ass..but thats life!

And roll, nice post.. :p

ApOcAlYp$e

10-16-2002, 07:04 PM

*YAWNZ*...... RANT ??? , Lol dont talk about my personal life to ppl i hardly know :D

montalvo

10-16-2002, 07:21 PM

Whats on my mind? hmm....thats a tough one. Oh yeah! Well recently i just gained yet another girlfriend..thats anther more to add to the other 17. i tried telling the other crazy hoes to give me a break, but they just keep coming at me like im made of mj(im addictive in other words for those whose minds are on lockdown today). They keep calling me papi and two-waying me like hell. Im thinking of smashing my X-box. Schools a pain in the ass(everyone can agree to this), then comes "hell at work", then death.

Life is short

pip99

10-17-2002, 11:36 AM

lag sucks :angryfire:

montalvo

10-17-2002, 03:16 PM

Yeah it does

mastaq

10-17-2002, 04:13 PM

UM... bunmi sucks..

Ludacris

10-17-2002, 05:44 PM

yeah he does :biggrin:

Roll

10-17-2002, 09:37 PM

In the three and a half years I have been training myself to be a better fighter (literally), I have done a lot of hypothesizing about the untimely deaths of many men and women: the cause, apathy.

But the fact remains, there are those among us, those who roam the planet without as much as a hope or a dream. We have many names for these people, some polite, some not: loser, quitter, 9-5er, zombie, just to name a few. But they all have one thing in common, quiet contentment with themselves and their role in the world.

Many of them have jobs, they go to work in the morning, come home in the evening and go to bed at night without anything else in their life save perhaps another zombie. Call them a productive member of society if you wish, I'll call them what they are, a cog in the machine.

What ever happened to bettering oneself? Whatever happened to doing something? Has television replaced the drive and desire to make something of one's time on the planet? Has capitalism so corrupted us that we dare not even strive to take grasp of this precious time on the planet?

For these people, the answer is yes. They will never amount to anything but a cog, they are incapable. Call it programming, call it defeat, call it whatever you will, but they are broken people, soulless creatures who turn the cranks of society without a thought on the wherefore and why.

With no sense of purpose outside their job and home, no sense of creativity and intellect, no ability to do anything lasting. They live, they breathe and they die so uneventfully hardly anyone will notice.

The world will not miss them when they are gone, two more cogs are right behind them waiting to take their place. They will be grieved for and tossed into the ground without the world missing a beat. It's no loss to humanity.

The only way to avoid that fate is to get off the couch and do something. I will gladly play the role of cog if it paves the path to break the machine. Which is why I work very had at what I do, but always see my real job as being the one that's not 9-5.

For when I die I want the universe to pause and take note. I want all the cogs in all the machines in all the nations in all the worlds to stop, for but a moment, to realize what they have lost. So I will give what I have, all I have, into making myself more than the sea of zombies, more than the mass of humanity, to make myself important, essential, critical.

It is those who think they can change the world that do. You've heard that a million times not because it's clich

DX Zero

10-17-2002, 10:32 PM

nicely put Roll.. so i guess im a souless cog ? ???

Roll

10-18-2002, 12:28 PM

I guess you are.

AXE

10-18-2002, 02:12 PM

Well Lets see im not doing so good the cold air is is messing me up and im have bad days all the time most of the vets left the forum theres to many noObs in this forum Thought abought ending it all and well......
Im posting in a topic cald rant right now...

pip99

10-18-2002, 02:14 PM

axe are u some mega noob killer.. :alien:

machine1

10-18-2002, 04:15 PM

[/B]im so happy to be backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk :D

AXE

10-18-2002, 06:55 PM

axe are u some mega noob killer.. :alien:
Well kinda see once every one called me the nOob King(all the noobs asked me Q and i hade to answer them and then well i went mad and foght all the noobs :D. so yep!

SBYRD5

10-18-2002, 06:59 PM

Yea I thought you were the vet ACE once.......

Instead you were a victim of ace.....oh well your a good fighter I think.

AXE

10-18-2002, 07:03 PM

Yep i was. and no im not a good fighter i quit the game a long time ago and im just a forum bum now ???

Roll

10-18-2002, 07:53 PM

Quit going off topic, and please rant.

There was once a child who went for a long walk down a busy beach. That child must have walked for miles because he passed stirngs of sea-side shops, a huge amusement park, a dozen or so lemonade stands and the best hot dog kiosk on the coast. He marched past young couples in love, miles of surf and a dozen or so kites flying high in the sky. He walked and walked as far and as fast as his legs would carry him.

But suddenly he stopped.

He looked down to the ground and spotted a conch shell half-buried in the sand. He sat down, folded his legs underneath him and pulled it out of the ground. He sat there in the sand listening to the ocean in and running his hands over it's edges. He played with that simple little conch until his parents came, got him and made him put it back.

There is a little of that kid inside all of us. A little boy or girl who enjoys the little things in life. The simple joy of a scented flower or wonder of a good story. A child with eyes wide in wonder never feels empty or hollow, just glad to have the things he or she does. If only we could each get in touch with that young person again.

However, growing up we're told to abandon him, lock him up inside a small cage within our hearts. It seems being an adult means leaving behind the joys of life, the drive to become successful overpowers the need for fulfillment, the almighty dollar replaces the simple smile and the rat race of adult life takes the place of the care-free world we lived in as children.

It's sad really, how no one can let that child out and enjoy themselves, it'd be nice to shed our suits, for just one day, and play in a pond or splash in a puddle. I have to wonder if psychiatry exists only because people can't be fulfilled anymore the way they were as a child. I wonder how much happier the world would be if we could all, if just for a while, get in touch with that child again.

But as long as the world turns and as long as young boys grow up to be young men and young girls grow up to be young women, we'll still feel an emptiness inside of us, an emptiness that could easily be filled by the little things in life. The little things that we can no longer enjoy.

mysticveggeto

10-18-2002, 08:03 PM

i dont get what rant means

SBYRD5

10-18-2002, 08:45 PM

Read her post make a long post about something that bothers you MysticVeggeto.

Axe I remeber that because we talked before I meant no desrepect I said that because ACE is the leader of my clan thats all.You seem like a cool guy.Besides forums are fun. :)

Ok I'll Rant,but it'll be long..I think.

I awaken from my sleep each morning searching through my mind a purpose or a simple urge to want to achive greatness.I open my eyes to only see the darkness in my room that seems to be the same darkness in my heart that binds my soul.I hear a whine a whine of my only true conpainion..my dog.

I leave my quarters each day to free my dog from his jail.He doesn't seemto be happy to see me,but to know he is free from the bars that confine him.When I free him he runs around then he jumps at me so I can catch him with my hands.Almost as though he wants a huge or some form of affection.He looks at me as though I'm his mother even though I did deliver him into this world wth my hands.

I never felt a mothers love.My mother never showed that to me.She exclaimed that she was never shown affection as a child how could she ever know how to show it to me.I cried....yes I cried from the idea of never knowing a hug...I hugged my mom,but she pushed away......after that I pushed her away ever since....(In a mind sense)

I never felt the same after those days....My father was never home,and my sister was,an still has a mental illness.I blame myself how she became sick in the mind.Even though she was born that way from my mom smoking,and drinking at the time...She didn't make the same mistake with me.

The thing about my dad was this he abused me when he was drunk.I never hit him back because he was my birth father.Later he became ill,an almost passed.Once he understood I cared about him at his time of need more than anyone....he changed after that.He never hit me again,and he give up smoking.Sad to say he started to be a good father when....I never saw him much after that because of his line of work.

I never got the love I needed from my mom,but got plenty from my Dog,Girlfriends,cousins.I didn't say friends because all my true friends died,or moved away or betrayed me by becoming one of my enemies.Over the years i became a great fighter,but not a friendily person to guy type friends.

Now your wondering I'm friends with SBYRD5.Well I consider you guys in a talking sense my friends,but I don't think you would take a beating for me.So a continue my thoughts of anger at.....those that hurt me,and really simply my hurt fulled life.....

I think thats a rant how was that. :(

Roll

10-19-2002, 04:02 PM

That was very good... sad... but good.

I am the hated one, the one when the castle is burning and the seas are rising the peasants point to. I am the hated one. I am the one who asks the questions that should not be asked, the one who knows what she should not know.

My dear friends, why do you hate me so? I'd lay my life to make your world a better place. I'd sell myself to buy you happiness. I have not injured you, yet you despise me all the more...

You wonder why my heart is black and my mind in rage. You wonder why I ask the questions and learn the truth. You question me but don't look at yourself. For in there is a real demon, the one eating you up inside.

You attack me so you won't attack yourself. You break me down to make yourself stronger. But you are mistaken dear friend, dearly mistaken. The strength you get does not exist and soon I will no longer be around. But my questions will linger, my words will hang on your mind like a fish on a hook.

Attack me, hate me if you must, but beware, what I say will long outlive what you do...

ibuku

10-19-2002, 07:04 PM

DANGET I NEVR GET ROLL I WISHI COULD FIN IMPRESS HER S IT D_NMIT MOTHER F_CKER!!!!!!!!!!
k was that good roll please pm me :.(

Ludacris

10-19-2002, 07:31 PM

DANGET I NEVR GET ROLL I WISHI COULD FIN IMPRESS HER S IT D_NMIT MOTHER F_CKER!!!!!!!!!!
k was that good roll please pm me :.(
...........Ibuku........U are weird....... :biggrin:

QUIET_KILLER

10-19-2002, 08:13 PM

[quote:post_uid4="sk8erfox805"]quietkiller u should post here.!! this is ur section haahahahhahaha :laugh:[/quote:post_uid4]
Thx skaterfox :lol: :biggrin: :lookaround: RANT RANT I KNOW NOT OF THIS WORD LOLZ J?K Mumbley wumbley what fuga why yer can'ta ani ya bodi yer unda stander meya.Oh supa m@diyo helpa me outa heya.I ama trying to geta outa of heya but I no hava a wrench too clima out of this tunnela.Is that a confusing rant fer ya er shoulda I a keep typing like this froma nowa ona.Or do you like my more proper typing Can i get a opiniyon or suggestiyon Muhahaha :biggrin: Shux the :evilgrin: Ain'ta working ah shuxzzles aha ha its not a me luigi its a mi a madiyo I got cha didn't I ya.J?K people I am going to type normal I know some one caught a headache trying to read this if you even tried.Cough*Tmyappz readz every thing but my posts Muhahahahheheheh.Cough*Pukes up a lung argghh!!! Ah aha muahahheheh

Ludacris

10-19-2002, 08:18 PM

I hate Michael Jackson!!!!!

why did he bacame white........there's a lot of diffrent reasons but I still don't get it why would he want to change his skin colour? I'm black and I'm staying black........when he did this he betrayed the black community.......he looks like an hermophrodite now.......I hate him.........I like his old music but I hate him.........before he was the coolest now he's just a freak........I,m not even sure if he's a human being anymore......

Roll

10-19-2002, 09:33 PM

Ibuku: If you want to impress me so badly, act normal. Oh, and thanks for the complement.

Quiet Killer: Thank you for the useless post! :sarcasm:

Ludacris: Very interesting...

Another Rant from me!

Questions will always be more powerful than statements. Questions will always linger longer than declarations. But most importantly, questions will always change the world long after their answers have been forgotten.

Because a questions, a good one at least, does more than say "Here I am" and take a seat in oblivion. A question is a challenge, it demands to be answered, it begs to be dealt with and it commands the attention that only a threat to the status quo can deliver.

It doesn't matter if the question is "Why must life be this way?" or "What is the capital of Colombia?" a question challenges the recipient to answer it, it challenges someone to think.

In the best case, the question is answered satisfactorily and forgotten. It then becomes a whole statement, just like any other and takes it's place in the rows of facts in the mind where it is destined to be forgotten or at least unused.

Other questions aren't so easily answered not because we don't know the truth, but because we don't like it. These questions are usually silences before they are spoken for they draw attention to the unpleasant and force everyone to think about what they have forcibly pushed aside. There are many words for asking these types of questions, none of which are pleasant, but the truth is that every great leader, big and small, has had the guts to ask them and challenge the world below.

But still more questions have no answers at all. These questions are the ones that linger. With these questions, the challenge goes out, but is never answered. Like spotlights, these questions highlight what we do not know and often times what we will never know. They accent our limitations as people and as human beings. Because when we realize we don't know the answer or, worse yet, that there is no right answer, we realize what it means to be mortal, to not know everything, to have limitations.

But despite all of this, we have to ask questions, we have to challenge the world to think for it is the only way to grow. As a species, it is our mind that sets us apart and if we do not constantly expand our knowledge by challenging the envelope, then we are no greater than the countless species we have the courage to call inferior.

So my challenge to you, my question for you dear reader is to question everything. Ask the hard questions, ask the ones that people shy away from, ask the ones people dare not think about or would never ponder willingly. Because while expanding the envelope will always bring about a little pain, anything worth doing, anything worth saying, will always hurt someone. But that doesn't mean it would be best left unspoken...

SBYRD5

10-20-2002, 04:04 AM

Roll are you ok? You started this ranting topic all of a sudden.
I'm starting to think that you are having a few problems right now.Maybe if thats the case you should just tell someone.When you first made this thread I believe your attention was to make a place for users in this forum to have a place to spill there problems.

Now I know there is something wrong Roll because I remeber the beginning of thread you saying..I quote "I don't have much of a reason to rant,but a know alot of you who do."
Actually, Roll besides me your the only person saying things that bother you.

Now this bothers me.I hate it when a person hides there emotions from me I'd rather be hurt then to be confronted by a lie.Roll are you hiding in a shell right now?Maybe you should tell someone your problem.I know you have friends....hmm well I'm your friend tell the end.So don't hide what bothers you....ok.

That was kind of a rant from me today.

Roll

10-20-2002, 08:54 AM

I am hiding things, but what I am hiding is something I shouldn't have found out about. And if I told anyone about it, I'd have either the government after me, or a psychiatrist that's dying to see me. Get it? But it's also not something that is needed to know. Maybe it has something to do with the up coming holidays. And besides, that is the one thing I am hiding. The Rants I just put up for fun! They're SO depressing, aren't they? You should've heard what my english teacher said about them... And besides, those are thoughts I just find during my day, whether I am cooking dinner, cleaning the house, typing here, with my friends doing who know whats, or even during training hours (Now it's 12:00pm-2:00am!) ^-^

QUIET_KILLER

10-20-2002, 12:12 PM

[quote:post_uid4="Roll"]Ibuku: If you want to impress me so badly, act normal. Oh, and thanks for the complement.

Quiet Killer: Thank you for the useless post! :sarcasm:

Ludacris: Very interesting...

Another Rant from me!

Questions will always be more powerful than statements. Questions will always linger longer than declarations. But most importantly, questions will always change the world long after their answers have been forgotten.

Because a questions, a good one at least, does more than say "Here I am" and take a seat in oblivion. A question is a challenge, it demands to be answered, it begs to be dealt with and it commands the attention that only a threat to the status quo can deliver.

It doesn't matter if the question is "Why must life be this way?" or "What is the capital of Colombia?" a question challenges the recipient to answer it, it challenges someone to think.

In the best case, the question is answered satisfactorily and forgotten. It then becomes a whole statement, just like any other and takes it's place in the rows of facts in the mind where it is destined to be forgotten or at least unused.

Other questions aren't so easily answered not because we don't know the truth, but because we don't like it. These questions are usually silences before they are spoken for they draw attention to the unpleasant and force everyone to think about what they have forcibly pushed aside. There are many words for asking these types of questions, none of which are pleasant, but the truth is that every great leader, big and small, has had the guts to ask them and challenge the world below.

But still more questions have no answers at all. These questions are the ones that linger. With these questions, the challenge goes out, but is never answered. Like spotlights, these questions highlight what we do not know and often times what we will never know. They accent our limitations as people and as human beings. Because when we realize we don't know the answer or, worse yet, that there is no right answer, we realize what it means to be mortal, to not know everything, to have limitations.

But despite all of this, we have to ask questions, we have to challenge the world to think for it is the only way to grow. As a species, it is our mind that sets us apart and if we do not constantly expand our knowledge by challenging the envelope, then we are no greater than the countless species we have the courage to call inferior.

So my challenge to you, my question for you dear reader is to question everything. Ask the hard questions, ask the ones that people shy away from, ask the ones people dare not think about or would never ponder willingly. Because while expanding the envelope will always bring about a little pain, anything worth doing, anything worth saying, will always hurt someone. But that doesn't mean it would be best left unspoken...[/quote:post_uid4]
:lol: @ roll :lookaround: :eek: :biggrin: I did not even bother too read much of this.I will though Nice sumo essay roll :lol:

Ludacris

10-20-2002, 12:58 PM

I did not even bother too read much of this.I will though Nice sumo essay roll :lol:
well it's maybe long but it's easier to understand then your long posts QUIET :biggrin:

Roll

10-21-2002, 03:00 PM

And now it's time for ANOTHER rant! ^-^

[color=magenta:post_uid4]There was once a small sparrow whose goal was to drain the ocean. He would fly over the great sea, scoop up a beak full of water and dump it many miles inland. He would fly back and forthing taking a few precious teaspoons at a time until he died of old age hardly draining a bit.

There are those who would say that it would take that sparrow forever to drain the ocean, but they would be wrong. Forever is longer than what the sparrow would need to drain a millions of oceans on millions of worlds like ours. But the sparrow eventually did fall and never completed his task.

Many things that we think will last forever, don't. Buildings that were meant to last an eternity have long since crumbled to dust and ideas that were thought to be timeless have been discarded as relics of the past.

We can not hope to measure the concept of forever with such meager and frail objects. Things and ideas have a common foe in time and they are all worn away perishing in the face of the infinity that is forever.

To grasp forever we must look deep within ourselves and find the thing that will last forever, the only thing self-healing, self-repairing and self-sustaining. The only thing to carry on after death arising from it's own ashes like the legendary Pheonix. We can only measure forever in love.

In the face of love forever is no longer the destroyer of all things, the crumbler of buildings and the smasher of ideas. Rather, it is just a period of time and it's not even long enough. For a million upon a million upon a million years is not enough to truly celebrate the joy of love. For there is not enough time ever to enjoy every last drop of it's nectar.

That's the true beauty of love, before it all things are humbled and belittled, even the blackness of all eternity...[/color:post_uid4]

What do you think? I went for something more beautiful this time.

QUIET_KILLER

10-21-2002, 06:29 PM

[quote:post_uid11="Ludacris"][quote:post_uid11]I did not even bother too read much of this.I will though Nice sumo essay roll :lol:[/quote:post_uid11]
well it's maybe long but it's easier to understand then your long posts QUIET :biggrin:[/quote:post_uid11]
Wow she's at it again :lol: This time back in pink with avengeance :lol: I heard that Ludacris.Hey whatcha want from me I am working on my grammar am I not? Nice post yet again roll :biggrin:

Roll

10-22-2002, 08:42 AM

Ok then Quiet. Two words. NO SPAMMING. Here's another word. RANT! Here's another word. Stuffing! XD

*clears throat*

Have you ever imagined that there was another world just beyond your doorstep. Another universe just outside our own. A place where what we now consider impossible becomes possible, a place where what is now just fantasy becomes reality?

A place where the pen is truly mightier than the sword and thoughts mean more than gold. Perhaps a place where whatever we want is at our fingertips and our every desire is nothing more than a thought away.

What if I told you that such a world does exist and not just in a Lewis Carroll fantasy? That it's a place where we can visit anytime. It's a place just beyond our reach, but at the same time, within our grasp.

I'm talking about the world within our own minds, the place we live in all the time, yet know nothing about. It's the home of everything we love and everything we hate, yet we haven't even begun to understand it.

We can't comprehend the instrument of comprehension. The world within a world. As the instruments made by the mind are turned around to look at it we can only catch glimpses of it's true power, mere snapshots of what lies within.

Like trying to understand the darkness by turning on the light or dealing with death by bringing life we kill the very thing we intend to learn by studying it. Is it that we don't know how to learn more or just don't wish to? After all, the mind can be a scary place.

But to those of you who are brave enough to care. I dare you to explore some more, but not with machines or tools, but with ideas. Because the best chance we have at taming this brave new world lies not in the tools of man, but of the mind.

After all, who's better to study this new world than the only permanent resident?

^.~

QUIET_KILLER

10-22-2002, 12:55 PM

[img:post_uid4]http://smilies.networkessence.net/contrib/tweetz/spam1.gif[/img:post_uid4]
[img:post_uid4]http://smilies.networkessence.net/contrib/tweetz/spam3.gif[/img:post_uid4][img:post_uid4]http://smilies.networkessence.net/contrib/tweetz/spam4.gif[/img:post_uid4]
Now there is your spam Roll.My last post I actually wrote something ok :lol: By the way hands it too roll then tells her not to use all of it like she always does :lol: J?K nice rant roll she is hoiding something like sbyrd said :biggrin:

Roll

10-22-2002, 04:15 PM

Me? Hiding something? Yeah right. If I am, I'm doing a pretty good job, because I don't even know what I am hiding. And Quiet, before you post here again, make sure you RANT about something. Also your definition of spam[u:post_uid4]ming[/u:post_uid4] is very new to me.

SBYRD5

10-22-2002, 04:58 PM

Right on Quiet :buttrock: SPAM ON.

Ok my rant for today...

I find love to be funny.Some girls show it in very odd ways.Today a girl named Trista asked me out. Now she is very cute,and all,but she picked on me so badly.I almost didn't want to come to school because of her.Now, this explains alot some of the girls that hate you alot really like you to much. I'm confused,but I won't let my mind wonder to much.

My theory is that a girl should express to a boy she picks on that she likes him in a private location....actually right after the first meeting.Understand if the boy you pick on doesn't say anything back he likes you.(*Roll taking notes :shocked: *)

Well yea.Actually when girls pick on guys...guys have odd fantasies about that girl.I think this is a connection from the girl her self.I had a dream about me.....well :rolleyes: with a girl at school. when i woke up I thought i had a horriable nightmare,but really it was my deepest desire.

Funny could this be true for most heterosexual males?

I think about things like that all the time.

SBYRD5

10-22-2002, 05:00 PM

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Now there is your spam Roll.My last post I actually wrote something ok :lol: By the way hands it too roll then tells her not to use all of it like she always does :lol: J?K nice rant roll she is hoiding something like sbyrd said :biggrin:
You eat that too. :shocked:

Roll

10-22-2002, 05:19 PM

Sbyrd, judging from what you said about the girl, she's an idiot. Sorry, but hiding her feelings for you and showing love by picking on you? That's just a sign of bad childhood trama... But then again, my sister is the psychiatrist, not I. So.. anyway, here's a rant:

There is an old adage about a blind man groping in the darkness for a light switch that simply isn't there. It's how the answers we seek are typically no answers at all. How the way we attack a problem is often no attack at all.

As humans we seek simple solutions to complicated problems. The everyday issues of "I'm not happy" or "I don't have everything I want" are often answered with silly counters. Sometimes these solutions drive men to slave away in useless directions or hold idiotic and often dangerous beliefs.

It's easy to blame someone or something for a problem, especially when they can't defend themselves. This leads to scapegoating, racism, and wasted hatred in general. Rather than picking apart the complicated problem and seeking an equally complicated solution, people look outside and find conspiracies and other fools who they have never known and things they have never seen to blame their troubles.

Then the solution becomes simple. Destroy the cause. This often brings much-needed focus into one's life and pushes them to extremes. But soon it's clear, it's all just a useless and senseless quest. This leaves the fool empty, hollow and no closer to solving his problem and the failure just sets him on another quest to find another scapegoat.

But have to wonder, should that blind man every find that light switch and flick it. When he discovers that he still can't see, would he blame the light bulb and assume it broke, would he think the wiring went bad or would he look inside himself and see that maybe there isn't something wrong with the world after all, and it's really just him.

To that, there is no easy answer.

SBYRD5

10-22-2002, 05:22 PM

That rant reminds me of the boy that searched for snow in a desert.....yea you get the picture...

Ludacris

10-24-2002, 03:54 PM

I hate KKK Ku Kux Klan

they can go F*** themselves........why do they have problem with the black race.....what did we ever do to them.......we're innocent I tell ya IIIINNNNNNNOOOOOOCCCCCEEEEEEENNNNNNNNTTTTTTTT
they say we're not pure and that we aren't one of gods son(well I dopn't know about that but I'm sure they do)

They say that a perfect world is a world with just white people.........I don't have a problem with white people.......my gurlfriend is white, some of my friends are white, some of my parents' friends are white.........But I hate their evil idea

I hate the black panthers too.........U know the black version of KKK.........I mean by making this thing it only made thing worse.........and the black communtiy is cool, the culture(especially the african culture cuz I'm from Zaire it's in africa) but no one is better then another one.........we are all equal.......Black and white must unite........ Ying and Yang........ :yingyang: well not really cuz ying and yang his bad and good but still U know what I mean.........

RACISM WILL NOT GET U ANYWHERE, U'LL PROBABLY GET SHOT BY A KKK IF U'RE BLACK OR A BLACK PANTHER IF U'RE WHITE

sk8erfox805

10-24-2002, 05:18 PM

i hate reading long ass posts

DARKPICCOLO

10-24-2002, 05:36 PM

RACISM WILL NOT GET U ANYWHERE, U'LL PROBABLY GET SHOT BY A KKK IF U'RE BLACK OR A BLACK PANTHER IF U'RE WHITE
Ludicris i agree very strongly about what you just said...
it is very truthful indeed.

racism sux.. and i wish people could get it through thier heads that everyone is equal...no race is more domonant.....no person better than another.

Ludacris

10-25-2002, 03:25 PM

RACISM WILL NOT GET U ANYWHERE, U'LL PROBABLY GET SHOT BY A KKK IF U'RE BLACK OR A BLACK PANTHER IF U'RE WHITE

racism sux.. and i wish people could get it through thier heads that everyone is equal...no race is more domonant.....no person better than another.
yep I'm glad somebody agrees.......Hate brings even more Hate.......If a person hates another because he killed or hurt or said meanful things to U then U can hate the person.......but If U hate the person because of the way he looks, the way he talks, the way he walks, from where he from, then it's really stupid........

SBYRD5

10-25-2002, 07:06 PM

Yes racism will die when people ignore the subject actually I think by consistily talking about it when it is not needed annoys those that are racist.Who cares it's the next millieum
these small problems will die.We must focus on Sadam now....

I had a dream I wouldn't stop falling.Then I saw a light i saw my child hood.I remebered how my friend was without a father.I remebered my first fight to my first friend.Question,Why aren't me,and those people still in contact.In life for people to meet don't they to have a contaction to each other. Often if your friend is mean your mean.

I think my whole childhood I wanted to be strong,but I would've never had the strave to reach those goals unless someone hadn't put me down in my younger years.I've reached such high goals at a young age,but who am i to share my achivments with.I'm 15 to this date.Soon I will be 18 then what.Will I still be here?Maybe only my typing fingers know... :shocked:

Secound rant=

Today a girl did I rotent trick to a Freshman.He went out with him only for money from a guy that really hated that kid.When lunch came noone told him about the evil plan.He went up to the girl with some gum,and a note for her telling her how the guy felt.She had the nerve to take the gum,and note then she said it was a joke.The boy said what do you mean?I never liked you I just wanted money.....

Everyone at that table laughed at the boy,and people came over to see what was so funny then they started.After a while the whole lunch room knew,and he was just standing there like someone had poopted on him.He started to cry,but stopped he held his head up,and asked why.

The girl said for money I'm hungery during lunch.The boy said he put you up to this who payed you.She said the boy's name.The boy snapped he realized the person that had paid her to do that to him really wis someone he had conquered in a fight long ago.

The boy walked away,but oddly he was laughing....laughing really hard and he was crying.It creeped me out.The next day someone fought the boy Maurty that paid the girl in a bathroom stale beaten so bad he couldn't breath hardily.Yet the boy didn't fight him instead he did the same as Maurty he paid some boys instead to fight him for a Benjamin Franklin.

If there is a lessen here don't play a prank on a queit person ever..... :shocked:

AXE

10-25-2002, 07:43 PM

All I wanted was someone to talk to a friend or a rival but no one came wen i see someone by a persons side i want to cry. there talking and doing things friends do and all i wannted was some one to talk to but they were never there for me.
I was so disturbed wen i saw other people talking i went mad i shut my self in my room and talked to my self banging my fist in the wall! Screaming ALL I WANTED WAS SOME ONE TO TALK TO! no one was there i was all alone i was sick of my self so sick i stranged my self and turnned blue on my own spit i was - I dont want to wright no more ...sorry i broght you all into this.....

SBYRD5

10-25-2002, 08:22 PM

I'm glad roll made this thread I get stressed alot.

No, AXE voice it out.

Roll

10-25-2002, 08:25 PM

Awww, Axe, you know I'll always be your friend...

SBYRD5

10-25-2002, 08:34 PM

*snif*snif* stop that it's so emotional.

AXE

10-26-2002, 09:58 AM

It was hard saying all that online...Thanks roll and SBYRD5 your true friends.....

Roll

10-26-2002, 11:10 AM

I know what it's like going through a tough ordeal, and/or being alone. I've been alone a lot of times. Sometimes, it was for a reason, but most of the time, it was because no one wanted to/could be around me. I don't find that sad anymore, because I got used to it, besides my friends who live on the other side of town, of course.

SBYRD5

10-26-2002, 10:33 PM

Ludacris

10-27-2002, 08:26 AM

Yes, everyone needs friends.So don't ever go insane like that AXE I'll listen to you. :)

Listen AXE when your alone like that your...not.Really I've been through that it's a phase don't sweat it.If it's like that for the rest of your life....don't be sad you will always have friends here.

Don't lose your mind strong people also cry.

I think your alright now so there probaly was no need for this post.Just enjoy nature my friend.Feel the breeze,and meet those challenges that you have in life head on.

Thats how I live my life....
a person without friends will probably turn crazy.......cuz solitude is good sometimes but if U stay alone for a long time, U'll probaly turn evil.......look at the majority of killers, either they were beaten up by their parents or they were rejected by people.........so friendship is the best thing that can save someone from crazyness.......

SBYRD5

10-27-2002, 02:52 PM

Ludacris

Yea, I've almost went insane from being alone.
It's crazy man being alone can kill your feelings.
You seem to become cruel to loved ones.
Oh,and your well to fight might grow really strong or,
You might not care if you get hurt.

I have a girl thats keeping me on track,and plenty of you guys to talk to now.

Roll

10-27-2002, 08:35 PM

Another rant for you!
[color=midnightblue]For many of us, when we find happiness, we are quick to learn that in society there is a hierarchy of happiness, an arbitrary order that places some forms of self-fulfillment as being greater than others. Where the world calls one kind of happiness "real" or "perfect" it calls another "hollow" or "empty" as if to say that a person riding high on one type of wave is not as truly happy as the man standing next to him, riding a separate, but higher, one.

One might even say that society uses this very hierarchy to prevent people from doing what it considers wrong. It places achievement ahead of drugs calling it more "real" and it places love ahead of the Internet calling it more "profound." Even though two people sitting in a room might be just as happy and just as content with life, one is somehow better off than the other; one is smiling for "real" and "true" reasons even though the joy they feel is just tangible and just as real to both of them.

As one of those people only satisfied by the "higher" forms of happiness, I would like to believe in this hierarchy. But even I have to wonder if perhaps I've been played as the patsy. Perhaps, due to the way I was raised or due to my own human nature, I am incapable of enjoying the most easily traveled paths to happiness, perhaps I missed the boat and I'm forever doomed to work twice as heard for the same amount of joy as the person next to me.

Perhaps, but somehow I doubt it.

Because one thing that I've learned about happiness is that like any other emotion it isn't permanent. At some point it's going to leave, at some point you're going to feel pain and at some point you're going to look back on those better times, back when your life was good and you were at peace with the world. When looking back on better times, everyone hopes and prays that those days will return soon. Some, those who earned their happiness and worked for it, look back and smile, enjoying the memories of the times gone by. No matter how much they long for those days, they're comforted by the memories and cherish them like gold.

But those who chose the easy way, look back on these memories and cry. They cry because it becomes obvious what addictions and egos are when it comes to happiness. They are not hollow forms of the real thing, they are not less-tangible or less-perfect stand-ins for true contentment, but rather, they are deceptions. It's happiness that isn't even there, just a means by which the mind tricks itself into thinking otherwise and whenever the pill has worn off, the lust-object is gone, the ego is smashed or whatever mirage that was used is faded, the mind can see clearly again and it sees the trickery for what it was, just a scam.

But the mind invariably wants more, more happiness, even if it means trickery and deception. Denial is a powerful force, but it's also easily shattered by the winds of change and those seeking true fulfillment, those seeking a more complete happiness, a more real feeling of contentment, do not fear it, for it can not hurt them. They'll at least have their memories to enjoy, unlike the guy behind them in line.

So my friends, perhaps I am a dupe, perhaps I am the idiot and perhaps I'm stuck doing things the hard way for all eternity. But even though my victories may be smaller, even though they may be fewer and even though they may be less impressive, they will always be cherished. I'll look back upon my life and see mountains and valleys, highs and lows, good times and bad, but even though my life may be checkered with dark times, at least I'll know none of my good times were mirages.

Because when you remove the mirages from the easy path, much like removing the white squares from a chessboard, you're left with nothing but a sea of black staring at you, an ocean of pain that can no longer be hidden and a life of unfulfilled potential.

That is not the life I want to lead and I will not let myself fall into it, no matter how easy the path may be

SBYRD5

10-28-2002, 10:06 AM

[quote:post_uid0="Roll"]So my friends, perhaps I am a dupe, perhaps I am the idiot and perhaps I'm stuck doing things the hard way for all eternity. But even though my victories may be smaller, even though they may be fewer and even though they may be less impressive.Umm I forgot the rest...well anyway.

Because when you remove the mirages from the easy path, much like removing the white squares from a chessboard, you're left with nothing but a sea of black staring at you, an ocean of pain that can no longer be hidden and a life of unfulfilled potential.

That is not the life I want to lead and I will not let myself fall into it, no matter how easy the path may be

Roll

10-29-2002, 02:52 PM

[color=skyblue:post_uid6]Whenever we walk this cold planet we call earth we wear some form of disguise. We hide what we truly feel and think by wearing our faces differently than our mind tells us too. It's a sad state of this world, but it's a true state and a necessary evil to say the least.

However, I see through these disguises for I know how a smiling face can hide a flood of tears and I know how loving eyes can hide hate so deep-rooted it eats at the very base of a person. I know the tricks we play on each other and I look right past them with the greatest of ease.

I used to wear those disguises, I was a grand actor on the stage of the world playing the part of another content soul when in truth a great fire was burning well within. I know these disguises, I see through these disguises because I wore them. I know them all to well...

I no longer wear those disguises because I am a disguise. I am a figment of someone else's imagination and I am a paradox that simply can not be. I wear no disguise because I can not, no matter how I try.

I've walked through my life looking through tinted lenses to make myself content. I wore my disguise from sunrise to sunset the same as everyone else. But when I nearly drowned because my disguise was pulling me down I abandoned it, like so few others have.

The world would be much better without these hideous things, these disguises. I say to everyone here, throw away your phony smile, keep your lips stiff when you feel the need and say only what you truly feel. Don't do anything because it makes you look good.

Don't do anything to maintain your disguise.[/color:post_uid6]