be nice i think hes looking for the religous chat,,im not sure of his
manner of prayer though ,krishna said you could come to him as a lover i
guess,,say mabe thats why the hats crooked?

Epic,,Gryph..beautifully put..

amazing wolf great work..

awsum wolf,,great work soldier..

Hey thanx for the welcome... ill take my seat in the backfor now..

hey all, nice name for a thread,,i think Crowley said it best
"Love is the Law,Love after Will"

Absolutlly,,my #1 Homey

Morena thanx for starting this thread,,im new here and havent really
noticed eny bashing or defensive behavour (luky me).. you all have some
good points ,,and i know im a potty nouth (hey i work construction).. i
think every1 should be able to say whats on there mind,, but degrading
some1 else is just pure immaturity.. the old addage should hold as true
here as enywhere,,if you dont have enything nice (i like productive
better) to say dont say enything at all.. that said opinions are like
@zzholes so if it trully upsets you wipe em and flush em... theres no
reason to stoop down

very nice sandy,, thanx for sharing

Wonderfull,,if only more of us could have that second look 1st..

Wow your very good txs ,,thanks for the wonderfull words..

I agree awsum poem txs,, reminds me of the old axiom( is that the
word),,when going one place to another how much of You is where Your
leaving , how much where You going, and how much is really there
traveling..

Hi ,, im glad you liked it and thanx for the wonderfull welcome, ill be
tryn to add sum more to these forums soon
Browning just seemed a good place to start she was so love sick when
she wrote the sonnets..

hey im new to the foroums this comes from brownings Sonnets from the
Portuguese,,i hope you enjoy it
And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
The love I bear thee, finding words eough,
And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough,
Between our faces, to cast light on each?
I drop it at thy feet. I cannot teach
My hand to hold my spirit so far off
From myself-me-that I should bring thee proof
In words, of love hid in me out of reach.
Nay, let the silence of my womenhood
Commend my woman-love to thy belief,-
Seeing that i stand unwon, however wooed,
And rend the garment of my life, in brief,
By a most dauntless, voiceless fortitude,
Lest one touch of this heart convey its grief.
well thats sonnet 13 i hope you ;iked it,,please let me know
what you think..