upon entering the room
a cloud of smoke began to bloom
it caressed the door upon its escape
around the keyhole which it raped
and through the air without a shape
they’d soon enough the windows drape
they opend the door
they gasped for air
they fell to the floor
their eyes impared
upon opening eyes, (much to their dispair)
sat a monkey on a velvet chair
sucking the life of a poor snake
from a hookah, and half awake
he ate grapes from shyster’s hands
adler waiting upon his demands
and this, my friends, we now find out
that this philosopher is no doubt
little more than a monkey hooked on weed
rather the one who we all agreed
was the man whose knowledge on which we’d feed
the ridiculous content aside, the rhymes were a little forced at times.
But I used to do that at your age.
Hey maybe you’ll end up like me.
On a serious note, I love all these weed comments, from everyone that is. Drugs aside, you all have no idea how stupid you all sound sometimes. Ahh I love this place.
yes, poetry is definately not my thing. the poem was not ment to be offensive though, in fact i though my spending 10-15 minutes on finding rhymes for you would be flattering…but nonetheless, to be taken seriously you do not exclaim (on more than one occasion) that you always smoke weed, and if you only attain true inspiration through it, im sorry, but that really leaves your creativity useless, my friend.
You think it’s that clean cut eh? I smoke pot so I’m useless? I certainly never said that true inspiration comes from being stoned. If I did… then I definately shouldn’t have. I refuse to conceed that in being sober/drunk sometimes all your life you aquire a more complete intelligence though, because I feel to truly know yourself, you need to examine it from more than 2 different viewpoints for a more complete knowledge. This is simply my opinion though. I put it out there alot, but I certainly don’t expect people to live like I do… not everyone can handle drugs… I know this.
let me ask you something: What percentage of my posts do you think I’m stoned for? Forget whatever I said when I first came here, as I exaggerated to see how people would react.
stonne—er…gobbo, the poem is a joke, im not SERIOUS!
but if you want me to be, then fine.
[SOMEONE MOVE THIS TO THE PSYCHOLOGY FORUM]
i dont care what percentage of posts you are high for, in fact, you should take into consideration that people cannot read your mind. you know how in school, if you write a paper on a book and you miss parts assuming that the teacher “knows what you mean” you get a bad grade? same here. if you are discussing a matter people automatically assume that you were deep in thought and that you are geuine, its not like you have a “stoned” emoticon at the bottom of the tainted posts (though thats not a bad idea)
but i do not agree with you saying that thing about wanting to know “two sides” of yourself, you obviously dont like the original one since you venture beyond the boundaries which your body permits. what, so if you want a third one you go try heroin? fuck that. the natural state of your mind should not be messed with if it was healthy when you were born. you eally dont appreciate it, do you? sonce you mess with someting that so many people would want.
Ok like I’ve said a thousand times, what changes you you more physiologically? - Going for a run, or having a cup of coffee? Smoking a joint or falling in love?
Don’t give me that so many people would want your mind stuff, I like my sober mind, alot actually… it’s when I’m funniest. I also like to excersize it, that’s all. You go for a run, you wear on your bones a bit, it’s not like it doesn’t hurt you AT ALL, but if you excersize the right way then you will gain more benefits.
That’s my view on drugs in a nutshell, the farther away from yourself you venture… the more you can appreciate it, and save it from a jaded, stagnant fate that alot of adults can atrophy into.
no no NO! jogging or falling in love is NATURAL…and seriously, dont give me that “but pot is natural” crap-poison ivy is natural and you dont go rolling that into joints are you? pium is natural, when does this end?
exercise? you are damaging it. it is a completely inane comparison, why, if that was the case, then i could compare pot to cutting off limbs, or poisoning oneself, couldnt i?
natural, damn it, not this again…doctr s would say that anything existing w/in nature is natural by defenition, but i meant natural by what nature gave you. the pure arrangement of chemicals.
and dont you go bringing someone else to argue with me if you cannot do it yourself…i would however like others’ input…
It’s irrelevant anyways, none of you guys could tell the difference…
and this, my friends, we now find out
that this philosopher is no doubt
little more than a monkey hooked on weed
rather the one who we all agreed
was the man whose knowledge on which we’d feed
What did you mean by this part?
It comes across as if you’re saying as of late I’ve been on a decline. This I suppose could make sense as when I first came here it was summer and I had lots of time, and now I have basketball and school. Still though… ouch.
Or
It could be quite a genius satire of the human condition, one that has been present in the back of my mind from day one.
well, for the most part i just neded something to rhyme with “weed”
but other than that i was just implying that you do not take tis place seriously yet we all value your word over the learned philosophers that come here to figure themselves out-its like their life. not like your words are overrated, but that rather you are having fun while others strain to find deeper meaning to your ideas-which is not always the case.
and actually this poem was supposed to be a nice one, but i got frustrated with rhyming…i guess thats why you outline. think of it as a fictional stor with you in it. gosh, even i cant figure myself out…
I read it in a completely different light now. Perhaps I was simply letting some of the others get me down at first glance. Heh… it gets tiring telling people you don’t care what they think about you personally sometimes
