Thursday, August 30, 2007

I Have Seen the Light and it is my Mind

the State has decided: who I am to love, to hate
what I'm to do in be, with what and to whom

the State has made a military coup in bed
stop screaming: the world is a better place

we are now going to sing the virtues of mass murder
we will follow our religious leaders

our feelings are stamped: State Property
pornography is practiced by God
who has raped more souls than you can shake a prick at

Jesus Christ is a funny name
for an hallucinogenic drug

all those addicts like Billy Graham and the Pope
will have to account for their expensive habit

from his last words on the cross
I gather Jesus was begging for the ultimate fix

-Harold Norse

23 comments :

  1. Anonymous30/8/07 22:06

    Interesting....

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  2. I miss you =( Will I see you at Thanksgiving

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  3. Anonymous1/9/07 15:03

    I miss you too.

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  4. wait... me? or Rich?

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  5. Yes, you'll see me at Thanksgiving, if you come over or I visit. Otherwise, no you won't see me at Thanksgiving. If I don't see you, I'll try to send you a post card with my big ol' face on it.

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  6. from his last words on the cross
    I gather Jesus was begging for the ultimate fix


    "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?" Then, "Into your hands, I commit my spirit."

    I love this poem.

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  7. YES!!!

    POSTCARD!!! WOOOOOO... it'd be sweet to come over/have you visit

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  8. I like it too. Truthful and precise.

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  9. Rich,

    I liked it more when you had more internets and made more posts and comments. Since you have few internets, I stab push-pins into a voodoo doll of your mama.

    Julie

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  10. Or you could make friends with famous peoples and ask them to pay for your broadband. Or claim it as a medical expense.

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  11. I could ask Chris Noth to pay. He and I go way back. He told me to have Franklin get him a Starbucks, once. >_>

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  12. Ooh, Mr. Big. Afterwards, did you swap manly stories and make the other interns serve as a makeshift red carpet?

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  13. Well, actually he used me as the makeshift red carpet. The Starbucks thing was the extent of our "conversation".

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  14. ha ha... I love being the red carpet

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  15. I walk the red carpet everyday, but I hate it.

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  16. Oh, look who's speaking, Mrs. Celebrity. You've been in more movies than I can count on my teeth.

    Yeah, I don't know what I'm talking about. I'm tired. :P

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  17. Well you're at the top of my invitation list for the "Ripping Up the Red Carpet Party" that will occur sometime this fall.

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  18. WHAT!??!!? You're inviting him not me!

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  19. Oh, it could be while you're home for Thanksgiving. Everyone is invited except Jim. We'll have to find somewhere for him to go.

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  20. give him shingles, then he can stay at the hospital

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  21. We only want shingles on the roof. Maybe we'll send him to Ann Arbor with Dave so we can have a red carpet party.

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  22. Glad to know I'm invited! Will the paparazzi be there?

    I don't have shingles, but I went to the hospital today (have to milk it for all it's worth :P). I cut my leg open, a little below the knee. Went down to the fatty tissue, but not the muscle, thankfully. Had to get stitches. Fun stuff.

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  23. Ouch! I'm glad you're alright.

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