Look into my eyes,
And tell me what you see,
What you'll see is what,
What I am mean't to be.
I am always the person,
Who is relied upon,
When help is needed,
Needed to right a wrong.
I take insults,
With laughter and a smile,
But on the inside I'm hurting,
Hurting all the while.
Look into my eyes,
Look very closely,
For you will see the pain,
The pain I carry inside of me.
I cast it off as nothing,
Something I can do alone,
But those that I love know,
Know that the pain is deeper than the bone.
I walk with my head held high,
Acting as if I don't care,
When people bash me cuz I am different,
Different enough to earn a glare.
Look into my eyes,
And you'll see the light gone,
My soul lacking it's once bright beauty,
Beauty of the glistening dawn.
I see the world,
And know all is soon to end,
Whether we try to stop it,
It all depends.
I cry,
Like many others,
But I cry not for myself,
But for my human brothers.
Look into my eyes,
And no longer are they ocean blue,
But are filmy gray,
Gray to where no life will begin anew.
NEmN
Em
Well to start things off, of course all of you know that im leaving Feb. 12, 2008 for the Navy...but here is a new update of my life...the girl i've been dating ever since Aug. 18, 2007 is now my...well shit i dont know French so i like to say we are now Engaged...i am very happy and couldnt be even happier...I love her very much and that will never change...new update soon
Blessed Be..
NEmN
You all have probably seen this before but makes you think....
Here's a little part of US history which makes you go hmmmm...can a history teacher explain this???
Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.
John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.
Abraham Lincoln was elected president in 1860.
John F. Kennedy was elected president in 1960.
The names Lincoln and Kennedy each contain seven letters.
Both were particularly concerned with civil rights for Afican-Americans.
Both wives lost their children and husband while living in the White House.
Both Presidents were shot in the head from behind on Friday and in the presence of their wives.
Lincoln's secretary was named Kennedy, advised him not to go to the theater on the fateful day.
Kennedy's secretary was named Lincoln, urged him not to go to Dallas.
Southerners assassinated both Presidents.
Southerners succeeded both Presidents.
Both sucessors were named Johnson.
Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.
Linden B. Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.
John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.
Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.
Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names are composed of fifteen letters.
Lincoln was shot at the theater named Kennedy.
Kennedy was shot in a car called Lincoln.
Booth ran from the theater and was caught in a warehouse.
Oswald ran from a warehouse and was caught in a theater.
Booth and Oswald were assassinated in full view of theirs captors before their trails.
Both Lincoln and Kennedy died two hours after being shot.
And here's the kicker....
A week before Lincoln was shot; he was in Monroe, Maryland.
A week before Kennedy was shot; he was with Marilyn Monroe....Creepy!!!
NEmN
The notes are from an inexperienced chili taster named Frank, who was visiting Texas from the East Coast:
"Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili cook-off. The original person called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge's table asking directions to the Budweiser truck, when the call came in. I was assured by the other two judges (Native Texans) that the chili wouldn't be all that spicy and, besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted."
Here are the scorecards from the event:
Chili # 1 : Mike's Maniac Mobster Monster Chili
Judge # 1 A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.
Judge # 2 Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild
Judge # 3 (Frank) Holy shit, what the hell is this stuff ? You could remove dried paint from your driveway with it. Took me two beers to put the flames out. I hope that's the worst one. These Texans are crazy.
Chili # 2 : Arthur's Afterburner Chili
Judge # 1 - Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight jalapeno.
Judge # 2 - Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be taken seriously.
Judge # 3 - Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver.
Chili # 3 : Fred's Famous Burn Down the Barn Chili
Judge # 1 -- Excellent firehouse chili. Great kick. Needs more beans.
Judge # 2 -- A bean less chili, a bit salty, good use of peppers
Judge # 3 -- Call the EPA. I've located a uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been snorting Drano. Everyone knows the routine by now. Get me more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back, now my backbone is in the front part of my chest.
Chili # 4 : Bubba's Black Magic
Judge # 1 -- Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.
Judge # 2 -- Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish or other mild foods, not much of a chili.
Judge # 3 -- I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? That 300-lb *** is starting to look HOT -- just like this nuclear waste I'm eating. Is chili an aphrodisiac?
Chili # 5 : Linda's Legal Lip Remover
Judge # 1 -- Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground, adding considerable kick. Very impressive.
Judge # 2 -- Chili using shredded beef, could use more tomato. Must admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.
Judge # 3 -- My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted and four people behind me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer directly on it from the pitcher.
Chili # 6 : Vera's Very Vegetarian Variety
Judge # 1 -- Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of spices and peppers.
Judge # 2 -- The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and garlic. Superb.
Judge # 3 -- My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous, sulfuric flames. I shit myself when I farted and I'm worried it will eat through the chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except that slut Sally. She must be kinkier than I thought. Can't feel my lips anymore. I need to wipe my arse with a snow cone.
Chili # 7 : Susan's Screaming Sensation Chili
Judge # 1 -- A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned peppers.
Judge # 2 -- tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of chili peppers at the last moment. I should take note that I am worried about Judge # 3. He appears to be in a bit of distress as he is cursing uncontrollably.
Judge # 3 -- You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with chili which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava-like shit to match my shirt. At least during the autopsy, they'll know what killed me. I've decided to stop breathing, it's too painful. Screw it, I'm not getting any oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the 4- inch hole in my stomach.
Chili #8 : Tommy's Toe-Nail Curling Chili
Judge # 1 -- The perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili. Not too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
Judge # 2 -- This final entry is a good, balanced chili. Neither mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge # 3 passed out, fell over and pulled the chili pot down on top of himself. Not sure if he's going to make it. Poor dude, wonder how he'd have reacted to really hot chili.
NEmN
Dark was the night I set foot on this earth
As the wheel turns I see death and rebirth
And I know every end is another beginning
I'm my own mother in spirit, your guide in believing
What good is to run when everything is set?
To another dimension we will go
What good is to hide?
In the end you will forget
Everything you know
I wish that tomorrow would take me away
I wish I'd grow wings and I'd fly night and day
I'm asking you all do you feel what I'm feeling
The magic, the power, the choice you've been given?
We're running on an endless road
Where have we been we do not know
The answer lies just right ahead
This world we know is just a test
How will you choose to play the quest
And when you're ready you'll be dead
On the endless road ahead
This is your heaven, this is your hell
You look for an answer but no one can tell
NEmN
