I woke up today feeling particularily serene and wise. So the logical thing to do was write haiku poems. I recommend it.


See the gargoyles
The wings of stone like weeping
Flowers in the rain


A smell of sulphur
Dust to dust and dawn to dusk
(something in Latin)


Blooming shall commence
Extract the soul from within
Chill out in the den


Cigarette number
Four have been counted to come
Coughing Horsemen


Hopping grasshopper
Conquers all dreaming of Green
Scaring Salvador


Press the button once
Enter the sun from outside
Type another Haiku


Rotting corpses smell
Musty leaves of brown below
A dead tree still grows


Moribund men breathe in
Lungs of the Kali Juga
Carrion birds exhale

Legions of lesions
Gift to the decadent mind
Fed by acid rain

Vanessa be droppin haiku ass beats like they was atom bizzle over Hiroshima,

Keep it real yall

Asiatic fruits--
Little, yellow, different
the seeds of haiku

Hearts cease lively beat
as the bloodflows with passion
From the lust of Murder

Little butterfly--
bereft of its coloured wings
Vengeance of the moth.

Call of the walrus!
Painful cries of a tuba
From the obese mouth

Pieta or pizza?
Hold the beef and corpse of Christ
Two for five dollars.

Word. That last one goes out to ma homegirl robindertha and all da pizzle luvin nizzles in da hizzle. Peace.

Pieta or pizza?
Hold the beef and corpse of Christ
Two for five dollars

I like that one.

"And when he had given thanks, he brake it, and said, Take, eat: this is my body, which is broken for you: this do in remembrance of me. After the same manner also he took the cup, when he had supped, saying, This cup is the new testament in my blood: this do ye, as oft as ye drink it, in remembrance of me. For as often as ye eat this bread, and drink this cup, ye do shew the Lord's death till he come. Wherefore whosoever shall eat this bread, and drink this cup of the Lord, unworthily, shall be guilty of the body and blood of the Lord. But let a man examine himself, and so let him eat of that bread, and drink of that cup. For he that eateth and drinketh unworthily, eateth and drinketh damnation to himself, not discerning the Lord's body. For this cause many are weak and sickly among you, and many sleep" (I Corinthians 11:24-30).



If pizza is the new body of christ, is his blood pepsi cola?

(not exactly haiku, but felt like writing this)

Fevered strongmen dance til dawn,
Herald of their final song.
Of rumor, our thrice rumored son:
Feared by kindred so wrong!
Known to all, sacred to none:
The chosen one, 'neath rising sun.

Kin of Death, his fated breath,
Offers life only to take.
Conquest rife, strife for the blessed,
From graven rest unto mother's breast,
He slays because he can make;
He creates that which he shall break.

On to sunrise, bones shine on;
Broken under boot and brawn.
Battles end just to begin!
Blood is cheap, for life is easy:
Death rises over all!
After virtue and after sin
Darkness will always win.
Life was merely an echo;
Just a play; just a show,
Frozen under snow.

If pizza is the new body of christ, is his blood pepsi cola?

It must be. More likely Pepsi than Coke, anyway. The Madonna of popculture endorsed Pepsi around the time when her video for "Like a Prayer" came out. There was some controversy over it from Catholic group even. A significant coincidence, IMO


"Then, in 1989, Madonna once again changed her image. She traded in her closely shorn platinum coif for long, curly black hair and an almost wholesome look for her album Like a Prayer. Returning once more to provocative religious imagery, the title track compared the experience of lovemaking to praying. The video for the song featured Madonna as a streetwalker who witnesses a violent rape and murder. She goes into a church where a black Jesus statue comes to life and makes love to her. The video, which also featured burning crosses, sparked such controversy that Pepsi Cola, who had paid Madonna millions of dollars for a commercial endorsement, pulled out of their contract. As the single soared to number one, Madonna thanked them for the publicity."

http://www.campusprogram.com/reference/en/wikipedia/m/ma/madonna__singer_.html

Coke is probably the new holy water.

Walmart is the new salvation shop, I mean church.

http://timebomb.pair.com/pictures/walmart.jpg





If you are still unconvinced, look at this:
http://www.cds.caltech.edu/~shane/images/2002/jesus-saves-walmart.jpg

OCEAN, n.
A body of water occupying about two-thirds of a world made for man -- who has no gills.
Nice sig.

There's a theory which posits that the path from 'ape' to 'man' involved some sort of water-dwelling stage, which would account for interesting features of some 'humans', i.e. sparse body hair, natural flotation, somewhat webbed fingers, etc. This is known as the "Aquatic Ape" theory or something along those lines.

Interesting. It's a shame humans can't breathe under water. Perhaps more of us would fall prey to sharks. :p

MAN, n.

An animal so lost in rapturous contemplation of what he thinks he is as to overlook what he indubitably ought to be. His chief occupation is extermination of other animals and his own species, which, however, multiplies with such insistent rapidity as to infest the whole habitable earth and Canada.

I have access to a very handy dictionary, you could say it is the Devil's work.

edit: sharks, and giant man-eating octopi.

Blood-stained rosaries
maggot smörgåsbord - yum, yum
decaying christians

(not exactly haiku, but felt like writing this)

Fevered strongmen dance til dawn,
Herald of their final song.
Of rumor, our thrice rumored son:
Feared by kindred so wrong!
Known to all, sacred to none:
The chosen one, 'neath rising sun.

Kin of Death, his fated breath,
Offers life only to take.
Conquest rife, strife for the blessed,
From graven rest unto mother's breast,
He slays because he can make;
He creates that which he shall break.

On to sunrise, bones shine on;
Broken under boot and brawn.
Battles end just to begin!
Blood is cheap, for life is easy:
Death rises over all!
After virtue and after sin
Darkness will always win.
Life was merely an echo;
Just a play; just a show,
Frozen under snow.


Excellent Raina!

Exhume to Consume
Pink Viking dinning at night
Graveyard's wanderer

What's the proper metrum for a haiku? I feel like writing one myself.

What's the proper metrum for a haiku? I feel like writing one myself.

Syllables: 5,7,5

thank you man

in languages other than japanese, the number of syllables is not so strict. you can deviate a little if you need to. and also there is supposed to be a reference to a season (eg. flowers for spring, snow for winter)

The syllabic is the only way the japs could go with their inferior pictograms. Our languages are better.

syllabic barking
japanese are inferior
they need syllables

we love the negroes
all japanese are like them
they are primitive

Blood-stained rosaries
maggot smörgåsbord - yum, yum
decaying christians

That was a masterpiece.
I am righting that down, so I wont forget it.

Niggers took my stuff
Broke in while I was at work
It's all France's fault.

Homo Oscar Wilde
It says in this book that he
Invented hippies.

What hurts the eyeballs
And weighs seven hundred pounds?
Raina and Roxie.

I remember when they made me do this crap in English class way back in school.

I fucking hate Haikus.

I fucking hate Haikus.

Oh, I dunno. It's all in the approach.

Winston Churchill - wow!
"We'll fight them on the beaches..."
Love that fuckin' drunk.

Now you take Hitler
That madman destroyed Europe
Which, oddly, I loathe

I have set a course
For mainstream America:
Do like Hymie says

People say to me
"Fade, whence your vast, deep knowledge?"
Wikipedia.

Lately I'm reading
David Horowitz's book
Sayyy - he's on our side!

I don't say we should
Sterilize all the Negroes
Just nut the big bucks

What's up with Raina?
Crypto-zhid? Wayward WASP? Nah.
Roxie's stunt double.

Oh, man - this's too easy.