DescentBB

Tool rules and Maynard is the ultimate christ. I think about Tool more than sex. More than food. more than breathing. I have the circle "M" from his perfect circle album tatooed on the back of my neck. I have never been more influenced by a group of artists than those led by maynard. His philosophies are genious. His lyrical and poetic skills far outweigh morrison, cash, paige and dylan. He's damn sexy too.

what do you think?

I think you are one.

get help ....soon

p.s. quit posting when you're drunk

THREAD SUCKS AND I AM DRUNK

hahah

this thread rules.

Idol worship will get you nowhere.

Itâ??s ok to admire the accomplishments of others but we are all nothing. Plucking guitars strings and doing the splits don't mean much in the face of death, misery, and spoiled American brats with their xboxes.

Learn how to do something.

Btw: hello FJ

<--- {DmC}Meat

if i quit posting when i'm drunk i'd never post

you all will be struck down by the hand of maynard in the second coming and hellfire will be thine garments for the rest of eternity

meat! where's the rest of that old dmc crew I want to find Zonerie and Tweety if possible

And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own midwest. And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil. One thousand, nay a million voices full of fear. And terror possesed me then. And I begged, "Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?" And the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots! You see, Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day and to them it is the holocaust." And I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat like the tears of one million terrified brothers and roared, "Hear me now, I have seen the light! They have a consciousness, they have a life, they have a soul! Damn you! Let the rabbits wear glasses! Save our brothers!" Can I get an amen? Can I get a hallelujah? Thank you Jesus. Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on........ This is necessary.

...if that didnt just strike a chord with you either you haven't done enough drugs or you need to do more.

I don't keep up with dmc other than vlider when he makes his quarterly showing. From various Internet reports I have received: zonerie is a ★■◆●ing nutjob (i already knew that) and tweety has blossomed into a hot thang. But I don't know these people... Iâ??m going on second hand Internet information which is as reliable as thunder bunnyâ??s copy and pasted political writings.

Have a nice day.

SilverFJ wrote:I have the circle "M" from his perfect circle album tatooed on the back of my neck...

what do you think?

I think you are insane. And possibly dangerous.

Mobius wrote:

SilverFJ wrote:I have the circle "M" from his perfect circle album tatooed on the back of my neck...

what do you think?

I think you are insane. And possibly dangerous.

And I want to get the sheild orb tattooed on my shoulder, whats your point? Getting a tattoo because you like something a ton isn't that unusual. I even knew a guy with a sweatsock tattoo on his right leg :p

SilverFJ wrote:meat! where's the rest of that old dmc crew I want to find Zonerie and Tweety if possible

FJ you'll find Zonerie here not to sure where tweety is. Been years since I lasted talked to her.

http://www.dc-bandofbrothers.com/

ah yes, the band of brothers. where bama banned all the cool descenters

fj. i miss ya.

i feel number and...
i feel there's no escape
my face is red and i...
i awake to another empty day...

i won't forget her beautiful hazel eyes
her slender figure
and smooth, tanned skin.

soft to the touch...

Maynard... Yeah, um... Great singer/songwriter... but I'll never, NEVER... NEVER sit in the front rows of one of his concerts again!


C-R-E-E-P-Y!

Mobius wrote:

SilverFJ wrote:I have the circle "M" from his perfect circle album tatooed on the back of my neck...

what do you think?

I think you are insane. And possibly dangerous.

hahahaha.
I agree.
Tattoos are for pussies that cannot create. You have to buy your statement. Pussy.

Letâ??s hear your drum machine fake clown show.

ahahahahhah.

Tetrad wrote:I think you are one.

That's where I stand.

Yeah, I can't deny it - that WAS a rather well-placed statement.

Hey, it's a classic when talking to a Tool fan.

Word on the Internet streets is that Tweety is a Hooters girl now.

Beowulf wrote:Word on the Internet streets is that Tweety is a Hooters girl now.

Where did you hear this?

He prolly made it up, lol.


And I really was drunk when I wrote my last post in this thread.

Oh, and the end all be all argument against people who like Tool is as follows:

They have a song called "Hooker with a Penis." Nuff said.

I think I am glad I don't know wtf this thread is about.

I suppose could find out, but ................why?

Clever got me this far
Then tricky got me in
Eye on what I'm after
I don't need another friend
Smile and drop the cliche
'Till you think I'm listening
I take just what I came for
Then I'm out the door again

Peripheral long the package
Don't care to settle in
Time to feed the monster
I don't need another friend
Comfort is a mystery
Crawling out of my own skin
Just give me what I came for, then I'm out the door again

Lie to get what I came for
Lie to get just what I need
Lie to get what I crave
Lie and smile to get what's mine

You will all be judged by Maynard when the time of...um...judgement comes. Then you will burn.

Hooker with a Penii is about the guitarist Justin telling Maynard he thought they sold out one time, not about a hooker with a penii.

apparently haagen and punisher know of the glory of his majesty
I will be at his right hand in paradise

SilverFJ say:
Caveman extinct and Marnard in New Orleans!

dont take this abuse fj, just be like

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Something has to change.
Un-deniable dilemma.
Boredom's not a burden
Anyone should bear.

Constant over stimu-lation numbs me
and I wouldn't have
It any other way.

It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.

Finger deep within the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Relax, turn around and take my hand.

I can help you change
Tired moments into pleasure.
Say the word and we'll be
Well upon our way.

Blend and balance
Pain and comfort
Deep within you
Till you will not have me any other way.

It's not enough.
I need more.
Nothing seems to satisfy.
I don't want it.
I just need it.
To feel, to breathe, to know I'm alive.

Knuckle deep inside the borderline.
This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to.
Relax. Slip away.

Something kinda sad about
the way that things have come to be.
Desensitized to everything.
What became of subtlety?

How can it mean anything to me
If I really don't feel anything at all?

I'll keep digging till
I feel something.

Elbow deep inside the borderline.
Show me that you love me and that we belong together.
Shoulder deep within the borderline.
Relax. Turn around and take my hand.


Forty-Six & 2

My shadow's

Shedding skin and
I've been picking
Scabs again.
I'm down
Digging through
My old muscles
Looking for a clue.

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own confused
And insecure delusions
For a piece to cross me over
Or a word to guide me in.
I wanna feel the changes coming down.
I wanna know what I've been hiding in

My shadow.
Change is coming through my shadow.
My shadow's shedding skin
I've been picking
My scabs again.

I've been crawling on my belly
Clearing out what could've been.
I've been wallowing in my own chaotic
And insecure delusions.

I wanna feel the change consume me,
Feel the outside turning in.
I wanna feel the metamorphosis and
Cleansing I've endured within

My shadow
Change is coming.
Now is my time.
Listen to my muscle memory.
Contemplate what I've been clinging to.
Forty-six and two ahead of me.

I choose to live and to
Grow, take and give and to
Move, learn and love and to
Cry, kill and die and to
Be paranoid and to
Lie, hate and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through.

I choose to live and to
Lie, kill and give and to
Die, learn and love and to
Do what it takes to step through.

See my shadow changing,
Stretching up and over me.
Soften this old armor.
Hoping I can clear the way
By stepping through my shadow,
Coming out the other side.
Step into the shadow.
Forty six and two are just ahead of me.




Ahh yes, great stuff!

Silver,
Walk with me, pleaseâ?¦

The last post I made in this thread was some gibberish about tattoos. As much as I enjoy tattoos on others, for me personally, they are meaninglessâ?¦ they can be purchased. Thatâ??s what I always loved about â??creativityâ?