Soron
The Evil One
- Joined
- Jul 9, 2002
- Posts
- 16,040
Time for ol’ Soron to throw his two cents in to all that has gone on here the past few weeks. I see that some people have thin skin and take all of this upheaval to heart. And, I do understand why. Look around people, there’s ‘The Playground’ and ‘The General Board’ where you can go have all the fun you could possibly want. I don’t have to list all the sex and fluff threads that are there. Hell, you’ll find me posting at the ‘Fuck’ thread on some days. And, I'm not saying there aren't serious threads there.
But, ‘BDSM Talk’, this is where I come to post my thoughts about my chosen lifestyle. And, if I can help someone who is new to D/s or interested in BDSM all the better. Instead, I see pissing contests and flame wars. Very little substance do I see here anymore. If that’s what you people want, that’s fine. Me, I just ignore all the bullshit and post to the subjects that, have meaning for me. I do however feel for new people who are seriously looking for something tangible here, whether it’s on a practical or emotional level. I like to have fun as much as the next person, but not at someone elses expence.
It is obvious that there are some people here to stir up shit. It’s also obvious that there are people here who fall right into it. They get pissed off or take something personally and fire back. I find it amusing myself. What is ironic to me is that people on both sides of this piss and damnation contest are intelligent people who could do some good here. And, some have. I’ve actually seen it.
Excuse me though if I sit in my corner and stay out of it. Have fun y’all.
FAREWELL ANGELINA
(Bob Dylan)
Farewell Angelina
The bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound
The triangle tingles
And the trumpet play slow
Farewell Angelina
The sky is on fire
And I must go.
There's no need for anger
There's no need for blame
There's nothing to prove
Ev'rything's still the same
Just a table standing empty
By the edge of the sea
Farewell Angelina
The sky is trembling
And I must leave.
The jacks and queens
Have forsaked the courtyard
Fifty-two gypsies
Now file past the guards
In the space where the deuce
And the ace once ran wild
Farewell Angelina
The sky is folding
I'll see you in a while.
See the cross-eyed pirates sitting
Perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans
With a sawed-off shotgun
And the neighbors they clap
And they cheer with each blast
Farewell Angelina
The sky's changing color
And I must leave fast.
King Kong, little elves
On the rooftoops they dance
Valentino-type tangos
While the make-up man's hands
Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone
Farewell Angelina
The sky is embarrassed
And I must be gone.
The machine guns are roaring
The puppets heave rocks
The fiends nail time bombs
To the hands of the clocks
Call me any name you like
I will never deny it
Farewell Angelina
The sky is erupting
I must go where it's quiet.
But, ‘BDSM Talk’, this is where I come to post my thoughts about my chosen lifestyle. And, if I can help someone who is new to D/s or interested in BDSM all the better. Instead, I see pissing contests and flame wars. Very little substance do I see here anymore. If that’s what you people want, that’s fine. Me, I just ignore all the bullshit and post to the subjects that, have meaning for me. I do however feel for new people who are seriously looking for something tangible here, whether it’s on a practical or emotional level. I like to have fun as much as the next person, but not at someone elses expence.
It is obvious that there are some people here to stir up shit. It’s also obvious that there are people here who fall right into it. They get pissed off or take something personally and fire back. I find it amusing myself. What is ironic to me is that people on both sides of this piss and damnation contest are intelligent people who could do some good here. And, some have. I’ve actually seen it.
Excuse me though if I sit in my corner and stay out of it. Have fun y’all.
FAREWELL ANGELINA
(Bob Dylan)
Farewell Angelina
The bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound
The triangle tingles
And the trumpet play slow
Farewell Angelina
The sky is on fire
And I must go.
There's no need for anger
There's no need for blame
There's nothing to prove
Ev'rything's still the same
Just a table standing empty
By the edge of the sea
Farewell Angelina
The sky is trembling
And I must leave.
The jacks and queens
Have forsaked the courtyard
Fifty-two gypsies
Now file past the guards
In the space where the deuce
And the ace once ran wild
Farewell Angelina
The sky is folding
I'll see you in a while.
See the cross-eyed pirates sitting
Perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans
With a sawed-off shotgun
And the neighbors they clap
And they cheer with each blast
Farewell Angelina
The sky's changing color
And I must leave fast.
King Kong, little elves
On the rooftoops they dance
Valentino-type tangos
While the make-up man's hands
Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone
Farewell Angelina
The sky is embarrassed
And I must be gone.
The machine guns are roaring
The puppets heave rocks
The fiends nail time bombs
To the hands of the clocks
Call me any name you like
I will never deny it
Farewell Angelina
The sky is erupting
I must go where it's quiet.