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For Open Minds!

 your_potato | Apr. 30th, 2006 12:58 pm pla·ce·bo re·li·gion Religion is a placebo. I realized this this morning. Religion, in my opinion, has no substance yet people use it because they believe it will help them. As a result of their belief, people tend to help themselves by believe something empty will help them. On a whim, I checked Dictionary.Com. Comment on your own opinion on religion.
pla·ce·bo n. pl. pla·ce·bos or pla·ce·boes 1. A substance containing no medication and prescribed or given to reinforce a patient's expectation to get well. 1. b. An inactive substance or preparation used as a control in an experiment or test to determine the effectiveness of a medicinal drug. 2. Something of no intrinsic remedial value that is used to appease or reassure another. 3. (plä-chb) Roman Catholic Church. The service or office of vespers for the dead. Current Mood: peaceful
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| stoned_binge420 | Jan. 20th, 2006 11:19 pm Akasha_Aurora wrote: How is it I miss holding you in my arms when I've yet to do it? Some nights I can feel where you would be... currled up with me... But the space is empty, and I'm alone.
Then I wrote: I have held you in my arms, and I loved every breathing breath on my neck, It was your teeth in me I needed time to reflect. I still reach over even now to touch you, Only to realize, my touch has hurt you. My space is also alone, Almost insanily alone. I would give anything, even my soul, Only to be with you, to Love, trust and console.
I dont see anything wrong posting my own thoughts on another persons open LJ. After all,,,there are "reply" buttons on everyones post's. I also mean every word and I just hope she believes me, at least a little. Leave a comment | |

 jenniekiger | Dec. 18th, 2005 01:54 pm I have decided to organize a poetry anthology. Ever since I found lulu.com, I've wanted to publish some of my poetry, but I don't have enough to do a whole book, really, and I don't think it's strong enough to stand on its own anyway.
Anyway. It's going to be called 'Whispers Under the Moon'. I've created an organization/discussion board at Whispers Under the Moon. If anyone's interested, come over and take a look! :) Keep in mind, I just started this yesterday, so there isn't much there yet, lol. Current Mood: cheerful
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| stoned_binge420 | Dec. 4th, 2005 06:03 pm Lonely.
Lonely days and lonely nights, My eyes sheed a tear, Not for the days ahead, Its from the past I fear. God yells in a screaming voice, How did you get yourself here? I have know idea what I've done, To the people I Love dear. The dark sky gets darker, When I realize I need to take cover. Then around, in my head, there is nothing brighter, Something I finally discover. Life is here and you are there, Why not except that fact. Butterflies fly, and lions eat, Lives are lived on how they act. Once I'm gone few will care, Because I choose it to be that way. I didnt mean for things to be like this, My soul just seems to be astray. The dark sky gets darker, When I realize I need to take cover. Then around, in my head, there is nothing brighter, Something I finally discover Leave a comment | |

| stoned_binge420 | Nov. 23rd, 2005 10:23 pm I wish you were here "Something Learned" Lonely days and lonely nights, My eyes shed a tear, Not for the days ahead, Its from the past I fear. God yells in a screaming voice, How did you get yourself here? I have know idea what I've done, To the people I Love dear. The dark sky gets darker, When I realize I need to take cover. Then around, in my head, there is nothing brighter, Something I finally discover. Life is here and you are there, Why not except that fact. Butterflies fly, and lions eat, Lives are lived on how they act. Once I'm gone few will care, Because I choose it to be that way. I didnt mean for things to be like this, My soul just seems to be astray. The dark sky gets darker, When I realize I need to take cover. Then around, in my head, there is nothing brighter, Something I finally discover. Leave a comment | |

| stoned_binge420 | Nov. 14th, 2005 12:01 am Something I could NEVER think of,,,but it's VERY true. Well you asked me if I'll forget my baby I guess I will, someday, I don't like it But I guess things happen that way You ask me if I'll get along I guess I will, some way, I don't like it But I guess things happen that way.
God gave me that girl to lean on Then He put me on my own Heaven help me be a man Have the strength to stand alone I don't like it But I guess things happen that way, You asked me if I'll find another I don't know, I can't say I don't like it But I guess things happen that way.
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| stoned_binge420 | Nov. 12th, 2005 01:32 pm Ignorance is Also a Form of Harrassment Everyday feels like my heart has been cut out with a sharpened steel wedge from total disregard for a fello beings' right to non-violence. For someone I know is totaly disregarding me at the present time, when all I'm asking is to end things so I can at least understand and put my mind at ease. Instead this person is choosing to ignore the fact that every living thing on the planet has feels that makes them act certain ways. There are always reasons for anythings behavior. Being treated like you don't even exist after knowing someone for almost 4 years is a very good reason for that something to go off the deep end. Especially when love, children and family are all factors. I feel that totally disregarding the person's feelings because of a very bad mistake is not only unthoughtful,,,but very cruel,,especially when that person needs very much help,,,more than ever before. That person could very easily be considered running around optically challenged. Only because of so much turmoil in their head from being denied peace, when all it takes is a simple talk. Leave a comment | |

 akasha_aurora | Nov. 6th, 2005 12:22 pm A politicly correct nursery rhyme... ... well as close as I can get it anyway. I was bored at work and stared thinking of the "politicly correct bedtime stories" book and decided to try it myself on a nursery rhyme so:
Three opticly chalanged rodents;
Three opticly chalanged rodents;
Observe how they've chosen to create motion;
Observe how they've chosen to create motion;
They chose simultaniously, for their own individual and equaly valid reasons, to move in a direction that brought them into the personal space of the lifepartner of a bio-comercialist, who separated their tails from the rest of their bodys without permision using a sharpened steel wedge used most often to carve living-impaired poultry.
Have you ever observed during your existance such a total disregard for a fellow beings' right to non-violence as the story of these three opticly chalanged rodents?
=D =P Current Mood: silly
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 scandy_kissess | Oct. 16th, 2005 07:54 pm i am different now, then i was in the past. my shadow is sinking like quicksand hugging my feet. Time goes by slow in the present, looked back on floats by fast. I guess i didnt sink, i swam but whats the point to keep on swimming if nothing ever last. Death is close we can all almost touch it. Life, it never even happend. Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: the silence of a cold house
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 akasha_aurora | Sep. 6th, 2005 01:25 am Another poem by me... Slowly it creeps up on me;
I can't believe it's back.
It should have been banished forever;
But yet it returns.
A surprize here,
A coincidence there,
I see it return to me.
I wonder if it can be banished again
or if this time it will stay with me,
then chastize myself for not being
more careful with my thoughts.
I can never tell if it will be there,
which causes many troubles for me;
But maybe, just for today,
my luck will stay long enough
to win this game. Current Mood: poetic
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| phoenixsphyre | Sep. 4th, 2005 06:57 am The Dream . . . He saw on the news . . .
He heard on the stations . . .
The devestation that came . . .
That ravaged our Nation.
The homes that were lost.
The lives that were wrecked.
The places now gone,
Wiped away like a speck.
The tears filled his eyes,
His voice caught in his throat . . .
As he watched the destruction,
Fingers glued to the remote.
After she'd gone,
Death left in her wake . . .
He clenched both his fists
And started to shake.
He saw all the bodies,
He saw all the shooting.
He saw all the hatred,
And all of the looting.
He gritted his teeth,
and cried out in anger.
He got in his car,
And drove to the danger.
He stocked up on water.
He stocked up on food.
He stocked up on love . . .
And help, he persued.
When he had arrived,
Amid all of the hell . . .
His mind just snapped,
And he started to yell.
"What's wrong with you people!?
Where the hell is your love?
Look all around you!
Can't you all rise above?
You're looting the stores,
You're shooting at cops!
You've nothing to lose,
But this needs to stop!
These people are here
To help overcome
The losses you've suffered!
Your souls have gone numb!?
The tide keeps on rising,
The food is all gone!
Do you all even care,
That this is all wrong?"
And he did look around,
And he knew he could cope . . .
When he saw crowds of people
Who were bringing in hope.
They opened their homes,
And they opened their arms.
They took in the survivors
Without fear or alarm.
They gave them all food,
They gave them all love.
They gave them all hope . . .
That they, too, could rise above.
He continued to watch,
His eyes full of tears.
Then a miracle happened . . .
Which was talked about for years.
He gathered his rage,
His hate for the storm . . .
And he gathered his love,
For the people in swarms.
He let out a howl,
A scream, and a cry . . .
It rattled the moutains,
Both far and wide.
He waved both his hands,
At the world around . . .
And he wished with all hope;
Wished for the profound.
When he opened his eyes,
The storm was not there.
Nor was there a sign,
She had ever been there.
The homes were all back.
The families all whole.
No one was looting,
And it lifted his soul.
The sky was tinted blue,
The wind was sweet soft.
The sun shone on down,
And if she'd never been lost.
The descruction was gone,
The city was fine.
The levees weren't broken . . .
Everything seemed to shine.
She had never been there.
And now, never would.
How lovely, he thought.
It's all well and good.
.
.
.
.
.
Then my eyes fluttered open,
And I realized what I'd seen.
The happy ending wasn't real . . .
It was only a dream.
Katrina had come.
She had destroyed half the coast.
She had wiped out some families.
She had killed most of our hope.
Fathers still wept,
And Mothers still cried.
They cried for their children . . .
The ones who had died.
They cried for their homes,
They cried for their friends.
"How can we survive?
When will it end?"
But there were still those
Who brought with them hope.
That dream came true . . .
We all need to cope.
We all need to love,
We all need to sing.
We all need to help.
We all need to see . . .
That we are in this together . . .
Every single one.
Whether we've lost . . .
Or whether we've won.
This will change our lives . . .
For years to come.
And as you live through it . . .
Remember this rule, one:
Reach out your hearts . . .
And reach out your love.
Together, we'll do this . . .
We shall ALL overcome.
Written: 09-04-05
Copyright: Phil. (PhoenixsPhyre) Current Mood: determined
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 veritastragicus | Aug. 22nd, 2005 09:31 pm Is it just me, or are wonder, mystery, and fear slowly (but visibly) becoming extinct? Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: Coldplay-Yellow
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 veritastragicus | Aug. 20th, 2005 03:21 pm Forgive my boredom. If your mind is too open, your brain will fall out. Current Mood: contemplative/bored Current Music: Coldplay-Trouble
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 veritastragicus | Aug. 20th, 2005 01:00 pm Perhaps this isn't about having an open mind, but thoughts worth thinking about usually surface in my mind.
If you had to choose one of these three, which would you chose? A life without your family A life without your friends No life Current Mood: contemplative
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| phoenixsphyre | Aug. 7th, 2005 01:34 pm Hello all . . . I
just want to welcome all those who joined to for_open_minds. I
hope you will all post anything and everything you can. :-D Also,
I apologize I haen't posted or replied as of late . . . but, to be
honest, I figured this group was already defunct. lol Looks like
I'm going to start watching it on a daily basis again now that I've
finally got some members. ::the little maintainer/moderator
smiles sheepishly::
Anyway, another thing I'd like to say: There will be no
harrassment in this group. This is a place where people can come
and post, and enjoy themselves, without being harrassed or "flamed" for
it. On the info page, I said that it would not be
tolerated. I meant it. Even if it *looks* as if it will
happen . . . I will put a stop to it. I do not want to start
moderating comments. Also, anonymous replies and posts are
completely moderated, starting now. In my opinion, people who
post or reply anonymously have something to hide, or they're around for
the sole purpose to flame, harrass, or degrade. Nope,
sorry. Not here. I'm going to start moderating memberships.  This is a community for people with open
minds to enjoy themselves and post. Not to be stalked, harrassed,
embarrassed, flamed, or any other such nonsense.
After all that is said and done . . . Everyone enjoy themselves!
I really would enjoy watching my little community grow and become
something fabulous! And those of you who are already a member . .
. please, Post! Post! Post!
Thnak you,
PhoenixsPhyre
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 akasha_aurora | Aug. 1st, 2005 01:31 pm Just thought I'd share some of my recent poetry... I'll get around to a proper introduction eventualy, but for now here's some of my poems:
( TearsCollapse )
( I want...Collapse )
( ZooCollapse )
Hope to get to know you all soon.
Brightest Blessings and Darkest Dreams, ~ Akasha Aurora Current Mood: poetic
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| chronos_typhoon | Jul. 27th, 2005 08:55 pm Anyone intrested in Astrology? Current Mood: groggy Current Music: Paint it Gold - Maki Goto
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| phoenixsphyre | May. 12th, 2005 03:28 am Welcome! Welcome one and all to For Open Minds! A community where anyone and everyone can talk about, well . . . anything and everything! I really hope you'll enjoy being a member of my little (hopefully big, maybe?) community. Speak your mind, and post, post, post!
Thank you, and have a pleasant stay! Current Mood: excited
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