THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
GETTING REAL
WITH WHAT WE FEEL
I believe if we feel it, we should write about it (sometimes a much better idea than actually doing it)
CONTRIBUTIONS ARE WELCOME TO THESE PAGES
if you feel you found or created something that belongs here, email me
PLEASE NOTE: (yes, another disclaimer... I mean, people with small minds have feelings too and I just want to try to help them protect their sensibilities and all)... seriously, if you are easily offended by words commonly considered inappropriate for churches or proper ladies or children, please understand you will probably be offended by these pages... so unless you are a control freak looking to complain about something, you'll wisely change the channel and find something more to your taste... if not, great, at least you've been informed that unconditional freedom of speech and thought is allowed here (beauty is sometimes skin deep, sometimes buried deep, and sometimes... if you look too close, some things might scare you)...
REMEMBER THE EYES OF THE BEHOLDER
fun?... spooky?.. whaty?... do disclaimers annoy you?... well, that might mean you have an open mind...
in that case, you know these disclaimers are not for you... they're for other people, but of course we won't mention any names... if you're just looking for something to complain about, I hope you eventually find something more productive to do with your life than try to control others... pray or something... and if you think this particular statement is about you personally, it probably is... hello boys and girls, can you spell paranoia?... and now, for the further adventures of what not to expect on Mr. Rogers...
(IF YOU'RE NOT SURE WHAT THE LINKS ABOVE MEAN OR IT'S YOUR FIRST TIME HERE,
READ ON FOR A BIT MORE INFO... AND FEEL FREE TO ASK WHAT I MEAN)
LAYLA'S WORLD
(old friend, ethereal lover, child o'mine,
Layla is family)
PERVERSIONS
(something wicked this way comes)
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scroll down for more info
RANTS IN MY PANTS
(IF I HAVE TO EXPLAIN, YOU DON'T REALLY KNOW ME... IF YOU WANT TO,
JUST ASK... IF YOU DON'T ASK, ASSUME AT YOUR OWN RISK)
GRAPHIC GRAPHICS
(JOURNEY FROM PERVERSE TO GROSS... REAL TO SURREAL... DEEP THOUGHTS TO DEEP SHIT,
RELEVANT TO IRREVERENT... THE ARTISTS RENDER... THE SENSE OF HUMOUR SURRENDERS)
PSYCHOLOGICAL PHENOMENON
(WHATEVER)
DANCE
(OF LIFE'S DANCE... ON THE FLOOR... IN THE HEART... IN THE MIND)
PSYCHO-ILLOGICAL PHENOMENON
(STUFF THAT MESSES WITH YOUR MIND... OR MY MIND... OR SOMEBODY'S MIND)
State Secrets (Stated)
(MOCKING THE FEARS AND PREJUDICES AND OBSESSIONS AND RULES AND
COMPULSIONS AND AND DELUSIONS AND PARANOIAS SO THEY DON'T GET ME)
CLUBBING
(SOME REFLECTIONS ON MY YEARS OF WANDERING NIGHT CLUBS
FLASHING BETWEEN THE STROBES OF PASSION AND PRETENSE)
SOUR GRAPES
(WHEN GRAPES GO SOUR, THEY AREN'T SWEET, AND SOMETIMES THEY STINK
BEING SOME EXPRESSIONS OF POOR SPORTSMANSHIP AND SELFISH SOUNDS)
LOOSE ENDS
(FREEDOM OF THOUGHT, FREEDOM OF SPEECH, THERE ARE NO LIMITS HERE,
FROM A REBEL'S WORST OBSCENITY TO HORROR'S WORST NIGHTMARE
IF YOU'RE OFFENDED EASILY BY BLOOD OR SEX OR FEAR
THEN DO YOUSELF A FAVOR AND JUST DON'T GO DOWN THERE)
LAYLA'S WORLD
SHE'S REAL AND WILD AND NEEDS HER OWN DISCLAIMER S0 CONSIDER THIS IT
SHE'S THE KID I NEVER HAD THUMBING HER NOSE AT THE WORLD AND CARING
WHEN SHE WANTS TO BECAUSE SHE WANTS TO, NOT WHEN SHE'S SUPPOSED TO
SHE FREELY SPEAKS HER MIND AND TRIES TO HAVE FUN WITH EVERYTHING
EVEN THOUGH SHE'S ANGRY CUZ SHE KNOWS THE WORLD IS VERY SICK TODAY
BECAUSE HUMANITY AND NATURE DON'T SEE EYE TO EYE AND THE MAN IS SO
FULL OF MACHO-SELF-RIGHTEOUS DELUSIONS OF GRANDEUR HE'S READY TO
FIGHT ABOUT IT AND ANYTHING... AND WHO DO YOU THINK'S GONNA WIN?
LAYLA SAYS LIFE'S TOO SHORT FOR THE MAN'S GAMES SO SHE'LL PLAY HER OWN
ENTER LAYLA'S WORLD
PERVERSIONS
A DIARY FOUND IN A MAD HOUSE THAT APPEARS TO BE WRITTEN BY INMATES STRUGGLING TO BREAK FREE OF CHAINS FORGED BY PAST TRAUMA AND HAUNTING MEMORIES AND RECONCILE WITH THE SENSUAL CHILDREN THEY ONCE KNEW AS THEMSELVES... OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
CLUBBING
SOUR GRAPES
LOOSE ENDS
LAYLA'S WORLD PERVERSIONS
BACK TO THE CROSSROADS
GARDENS
FRONTDOOR
MAINGATE
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