Prostelytize Here and Only Here.

[Simon of the Playa]

once again, i have to remind you, “wook” is not a positive adjective or verb, and bassnectar is a threadkiller because of people like you.


seeing lorin used to fun....like 11 years ago.


don’t you have a marshmello concert to go to or something?

[Perpetual Burn]

Wrong thread, brah...


The Tao doesn't take sides;
it gives birth to both good and evil.
The Master doesn't take sides;
she welcomes both saints and sinners. The Tao is like a bellows:
it is empty yet infinitely capable.
The more you use it, the more it produces;
the more you talk of it, the less you understand. Hold on to the center.

[Simon of the Playa]

let me correct myself.


don’t you have a Datsik show to go to?

[Traveller in Time]

wrong thread, sorry

[Perpetual Burn]

"Be allied with your plaintiff quickly, while you are with him in the street, lest the plaintiff delivers you to the judge and the judge delivers you to the Tax Collector and you fall into prison."
-some dude named Matt

[tatonka]

[Perpetual Burn]

To answer a question
It'll probably take more
If you're already there
Well, then you probably don't know
Well, we were the people
That we wanted to know
And we're the places that we wanted to go

It's hard to get hold of
And hard to let go
Always something we look for
From the day we were born
Instead, we're the people that we wanted to know
And we're the places that we wanted to go
Yeah, we're the places that we wanted to go
We're the places that we wanted to go

Always asking a question
And I don't want to know
Like the wind across strings
That had finally let go
And the people you love
But you didn't quite know
They're the places that you wanted to go

Bark at the neighbor's
And then bark at the dog
Sniffing the wind
Whimpering for someone to know
But we were the people that we wanted to know
And we're the places that we wanted go
Yeah, we're the places that we wanted to go
Yeah, we're the places that we wanted to go

It was not the intention
But we let it all go
Well, it messed up the function
And sure fucked up the flow
I hardly have people that I needed to know
'Cause you're the people that I wanted to know

All this scrambling around
Hunting high and then low
Looking for the face love
Or somewhere to go
I hardly have places that I need to go
'Cause you're the places that I wanted to go
Yeah, you're the places that we wanted to go
Yeah, you're the places that we wanted to go

You're the people that we wanted to know
Shouldn't have to ask
You shouldn't have to ask
'Cause we are your real place

Z(en.) A(s.) F(uck.)

[Perpetual Burn]

I am an exile - a sojourner; A citizen of some other place.
All I’ve seen is just a glimmer in a shadowy mirror,
But I know one day I’ll see face to face.

I am a nomad - a wanderer; I have nowhere to lay my head down.
There’s no point in putting roots too deep when I’m moving on.
I’m not settling for this unsettling town.

My heart is filled with songs of forever -
Of a city that endures, where all is made new.
I know I don’t belong here; I’ll never
Call this place my home, I’m just passing through.

I am a pilgrim - a voyager; I won’t rest until my lips touch the shore -
Of the land that I’ve been longing for as long as I’ve lived,
Where there’ll be no pain or tears anymore.

My heart is filled with songs of forever -
Of a city that endures, where all is made new.
I know I don’t belong here; I’ll never
Call this place my home, I’m just passing through.