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Thanks! Hey Wanderer, if you're still out there, here's a quick note of thanks. More than a decade ago you reached out and made me feel noticed, and in the Internet of ol', that was a rare thing for me. So thanks, I appreciate it. Hope your own Interneting has been good too, and that your days...

I'm downtown right now, and its too effing cold to be standing around. I'll see y'all inside the Lips. 8)

Wow, what a strange performance. Bono was soooo subdued - I guess he does need an audience, after all. The return to the Fly was nice, but kind of outta context for the occassion. And the context of the song? I hate to say this, but it feels like the band might have just debuted their next US...

I have been a fan since '91, been to 12 shows, and listened to or seen more than 100 others. After 14 years I thought I knew U2. I thought I'd felt the rush and the highs and lows of the live show. I was wrong. Monday was the last night on earth before the atomic bomb landed. Because it did. It...

The End of Cool Towards the end of the Elevation concert in Birmingham, England in 2001, Bono gave this speech saying that if something doesn't change in Africa, there will be civil disobedience. "There's a time and a place, and this is the time and Africa is the place." Well, that's good and...

no more not again not another rest talk negotiate -or- displace destroy demolish culture country clan family child heart We watch passively as the images just roll across our screens. We preach aggressively to justify our ends with our means. We see everything and everyone as lesser than...

Incongruent Saviors Your crossed arms, Your crossed legs My crossed fingers hoping you'll leave your cross Not a personal hero but forever my martyr I don't want to see you cry Your passive resistence, Their patient insistence My hands tied tightly behind my back Not another pathetic...

"she is content to watch the sun stretch beyond their reach as they shape her into a cloud, a mother, a madonna..." Wanderer, The poets know all the truth. - Adam

This is for you. I'll never know you I never did But I did want you This mask always hid Secret desire Heart's love unrequited They said "you better not" Surely you know I did it So I moved with her and thought of you So I talked with them and laughed with you So I drifted home and wanted you...

Pondered the Outcomes I swallowed deeply and followed your perfume Attitude in the air was weight in the room A permanent scar that hid my face away Travelling at night I don't see the light of day Music was the dancer and photographic was your style My eyes followed you around mile after mile...

Strolling Another summertime Another fine wine Unwind from a hard day's work A cool breeze for you and me You know I'm still in love The parkway is a fine place For our lovers' laughs This pathway is our old way For us to forget the past Cos these days They just escape me These ways just...

Two In Blue Substitute me for you Install and upload you in me Fleshy fingers and shallow lies Savoring moments and handy ties Crossing the line into "Why?" Cosmic connections and emoticons Offer no substitution for the great beyond Two in blue from around the world Feelings and monitors buzz...

The Indigos are HUGE here! Of course, they did write a song about Olympia, so...

There was a smiling time, a calming time when we would hold hands and walk. There was a dream then, a scheme then within the way that we'd talk. But now we're two lovers here who are stuck there in a hard place by a rock. So I'm singing now, and I'm thinkin' about how I just remembered your...

my philosophe you were, you were my stigma, my stutter I was the bicycling fish and you were my lover we were dreams, dreamers in the dreams of ten thousand lonely souls when you watched me I was your TV and you, my philosophe now I'm alone now I'm a waste now you are my dream I just want you...

drop drop your casual pretention there are weeklong believers lift lift your highest aspirations not unto the heavens, but to your neighbor move move forward among the lamb in the field the seek only comfort leave leave it all behind for when you go, He goes with you, too...

Mos Def - Black on Both Sides Buena Vista Social Club Soundtrack (viva la wim!) a phatty atyclb remix cd I burned last week Lucinda Williams - Car Wheels on a Gravel Road *** www.freechild.org allies of youth *** ------------------ Come on, come on! Be good to me...

"What a night, what a city, what a show...and its all over." I DON'T MEAN TO SOUND MOROSE, but its inevitable. The question is how- a bar-brawl gone bad, the studio sessions never ended or just "the day we just can't make music anymore"? As time passes and things change, U2 will eventually...

never lost we are forever names now lost in a dust cloud lazy days rainy haze I wish I was home you could phone write send me a sign I am here you are mine drying eyes crying lies disguise? surprise? "All rise." you were never lost never gone up without the sun not alone hear the tone dial...

brown & gold crunch crisp air dried moss stream rain cold rain shimmery mornings football walk through the cold night's air hands held tight scarfs toques wool socks hot chocolate, chai and hot carmel machiattos go best in times like these, when halloween is around the corner and its almost...

<i>I am just a bubble, a perfect pearl that can only be carried along, waiting to pop like everything else, in the sunny froth of summer.</i> Wow, you make me feel like a zit. A few years ago I'd tried to write about my sexual tensions, but quit out of frustration. You did it! I like it.

Bonochick, I find my inspiration to write under the rocks, ya know? I mean that its everywhere, and once you've caught the bug you'll find it everywhere- maybe in a passing conversation, maybe on a drive, maybe during love-making, everywhere. I'm guilty of letting the world around me...

Compose yourself, you dissident flyer! Your exposure reveals loss, but your attitude shows promise. Pull yourself upward, flutter with correct posture, then dive! Through clouds, fields, flocks of geese, updraft, downwind, stall in midflight, then descend. Upon arrival greet your mother...

Now, I've got to tell ya'll that this isn't me. I mean, its not my particular bad day. Its the story of a prisoner, a man on death row who got a hold of the Internet and came to Interference. While he was here he read everything, all the posts about all the crap... but most of all, he was...

A Litany for a Bad Life I pain to understand children that hold dieing birds grandmothers wishing on lost husbands dogs roaming for moved families and lovers pining for their beloved. Instead my head knows gamblers who lose their homes thieves burning their loot liars hiding out in the next...