Show Posts

This section allows you to view all posts made by this member. Note that you can only see posts made in areas you currently have access to.

Topics - PsychoPompos

Pages: [1]
Unwashed Village / Being Alive
« on: February 17, 2011, 12:45:54 AM »
My entire point is to see how many people we have up and viewing the board.  I want to revitalize this place.  The ghost town vibe is getting to me and i see some members quite literally collecting dust and cobwebs.  Other than BC Even!

Unwashed Village / Is anyone else Using Google Chrome?
« on: February 16, 2011, 02:38:46 AM »
Some odd issues that the open intarnets have no idea how to fix.  I seem to have lost the ability to scroll with a mouse wheel in chrome as well as its inability to show the emoticons for messages in the Village.  Any ideas or personal experiences?

Unwashed Village / The Pledge of Allegiance, my problem
« on: September 14, 2009, 10:54:56 PM »
I've been seeing and hearing more and more about this.  To me it's utterly pathetic that the debate is over the phrase "under god."  Besides that this version isn't the original i don't care.  What I do care wholeheartedly about is the brainwashing aspect of it.  The fact that were indoctrinated since childhood to pledge our allegiance to the country day in and day out.  Many states have it as LAW that you must say it.

There are two reasons for posting here today.  The first is that i saw an article about the ACLU's political maneuvering, the second is that this is an ongoing problem with me as i was threatened with suspension last year and this year i have the same teacher (I'm a senior in high school).  I face constant shit with her everyday so i stand up to appease her.  Either way the topic is fresh on my mind.

So what do Y'all think about the topic?  I know there are arguments for the religious aspects and punk bands love being dueschbags about the "christian lie"  but do you have any other reasons for your views?  I'm sincerely interested.

Unwashed Village / It's Quiet in Here.... Too Quiet
« on: September 03, 2009, 08:51:44 PM »



Unwashed Village / Wondering about the Forum
« on: June 04, 2009, 09:47:35 PM »
Hey all, i'm actually working on starting a forum with a friend of mine and was wondering about how this board is set up and pricing.  I don't know if anyone here has been on but he's been having problems with the Admin that he used to know.  Because of that we're trying to move it to our own location.  Any Help would be seriously appreciated because i don't know the first thing about setting up a website but we're gonna try to figure it out.

BTW,  Hows everyone been?


Unwashed Village / Fallout is Art
« on: March 11, 2009, 12:26:44 AM »
Not sure if anyone saw this, but i did and it reminded me of you guys.

I Miss You All So Much

* *Cries* *

(#8 )

Unwashed Village / It never ceases to amaze me...
« on: February 25, 2009, 09:46:26 PM »
I'm actually surprized i've never heard of this before.  It actually makes me worry for the future of the U.S. (among other things)

Unwashed Village / This town fucking sucks
« on: April 05, 2008, 03:12:37 PM »
im so pissed off
last night my car was broken into and my camera and mp3 player plus some cash were gone
they even took one of my shirts for some damn reason

on top of that i get to deal with a friend of mine being raped last night
and dealing with another girl (my ex) who got fucked over by a friend of mine and is accusing him of rape too

i need to get the hell outta here

Unwashed Village / Ill regret this (felt like babbling)
« on: March 27, 2008, 08:34:40 AM »
Reality is fucked, how long have i seen the world with rose colored glasses?  Im fucking lost, ive always known that, but at least im not alone cuz it seems the whole world is lost too.  theres no point in trying to figure it out, when we do it just changes pretty quick so we get to wander through the fog until we find something vaguely familier

this sucks, incoherent shit like this at 3 AM, i need something better to do

or i need to remember how to sleep

theres no real point to any of it, i think thats what makes us free, not knowing or, more importantly, not caring.  Life has changed and all i can do is live the moment free from jusdgement (and as it seems, quite often with chemical aid)  The only thing i have left to really care about is my family, or those i consider family, id give my life for any one of them.

Right now i realize how little i truly know, and how small my piece of the world is.  All that ive really cared about is a fraction of what i remember it as, all that ive ever learned might as wel be scrapped and everything i have could be gone tomorrow and id still be calmly apathetic.  Thats what few realize, how little we truly need to live.  They become so possessed by the things they attach themselves to and they lose any point they had.  I need to get out of here, the monotony of whats around me is destroying whatever is left of my mind.

Its ironic, that so much clarity will seem like such absolute bullshit as early as the next sunrise.  Its happened before and it will probly happen again.  so many revaltions lost, i wonder what it would be like, to survive in that constant bliss of apiphany.  Ha, sometimes i even wonder about the self inflated value of human life.  Why do we keep going? Hell, i think if i didnt care so much about those around me i wouldnt care so much if i died. 

Dont get me wrong, i like living, but the other side of the coin seems fairly interesting too. Whatever, i need something to occupy my time and my mind. Want to join me?

HaHa, ive lost my damn mind (and couldnt be happier)

Some of this crap ive figured out before, but now ive decided to share with the world.  sharing.... reminds me of kindergarden

Unwashed Village / Yay satanism
« on: December 31, 2007, 03:52:40 AM »
"6578 Posts in 666 Topics by 72 Members. Latest Member: Nik "


although this does make 667

i just saved all your souls

Unwashed Village / Impulse Control (is gone)
« on: December 16, 2007, 07:42:26 PM »
running down the gutters of my mind the colors fly
and the plan emerges as i stare into the pale face of cognition and

breath the waters of life into what remains of those i know and those i

left,  whoever knows me knows more than me and more than you stepping

through the cracks to the end game, 2 frame so long man, where did it

go and where was it from cycling through the world and our times we

hold dear , while making so ragged by our endless demands
ne3eds for the world to be perfect when we can find our own perfection

within ourselves, those around us and the simple beauty and wartm of

thiose you love, but no!
cast downthe shakles of life like so many before you the ravounous

crowd jeering  at the king of the mob, 
runnnig out to save your life for vain purposes
and recovering your mind you think to your original purpose
but youve forgotten
things around
taking little by little all the things you take for granted.
to hold dear why sohuld it be why souhld it matter,
woe to any who enter or leave, changes could be in you future

the labor of 30 seconds


Unwashed Village / Poetry at 4 am
« on: September 11, 2007, 11:00:19 PM »
ive been meaning to post something like this for a long while

and seeing all the poetry on the board energized me

for awhile
then i took on the monumental task of sorting through all my papers and typing them up
i got two

the rest i have yet to type and many are too personnal or to rambling thoughts in nature
all in time huh

now im tired
ill do the rest later...

Boredom envelops the mind as fatigue takes over the body
weighing it down to sink beneath the waves
of temptation and time
The only escape is through the window into your own mind
comfort in thought as a vacant look strikes your face
the world is empty yet so full
as you climb higher and higher
veering into lanes of thought once thought to be gone
sputtering and stumbling through the fog
trying to make sense of it all
and it happens as in a dream
a moment of awakening
a moment of clarity
and life is death
it makes no difference
but it makes sense
and then it is gone.
forgotten in the depths of your mind
tearing at your soul
a question begging to be answered

(this ones from earlier today)

To keep memories alive
all the old times
icy streets in the night
flaming telepaths
good friends
bad friends
hard times
life man
but there still here
memories or not

(and this ones a random scrap of paper i found)

Pages: [1]