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figures...something interesting gets mentioned and Paddy shows up.
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We can discuss my contagious eye condition that has garnered me the rest of the week off!
And no, it's not pink eye.
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what happened to my post??
I realise that I have a past to break with--an accumulation of inertia, wrong, foolishness, rot, junk. A great need of clarification, of mindfulness, or rather, of no mind. A need to return to genuine practice, right effort. Need to push on the great doubt. Need for the spirit. Hang on to the clear light.
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I'd really like that Clarissa.
cLaY Wrote:Knick-Knack Paddy's Whack, suckin' TF's Bone...
BIRD33 Wrote:You know who would be hilarious in a thread with this type of situation going on?Paddy.
BIRD33 Wrote:I was battling with the mods just like everyone else.
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I'm going to go fucking crazy sitting around for two days.
One nice thing about the internet is that each of us has the ability, if we're canny and careful, to enrage thousands of people.
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Paddy Wrote:You know it sucked.
yeah, like that matters here
I realise that I have a past to break with--an accumulation of inertia, wrong, foolishness, rot, junk. A great need of clarification, of mindfulness, or rather, of no mind. A need to return to genuine practice, right effort. Need to push on the great doubt. Need for the spirit. Hang on to the clear light.
Thomas Merton
Here:
Here are some of the worst offenders:
"Young girl with eyes like the desert."
This is almost poetic. But it kind of veers away and becomes an ad for Visine instead. I'm not sure which version of "like the desert" she means. Full of sand? Kind of taupe-ish? I'm going to go with "lacking in plant life."
"I want to be where the sun warms the sky."
There are very few places where the sun cools the sky. Even in subzero climates, the landscape is slightly more survivable during the day. Maybe she wants to rule out places where the sun doesn't rise at all for months at a time. So she wants to be somewhere other than the Arctic or Antarctic. And not underground. That ... doesn't really narrow it down.
"When it's time for siesta you can watch them go by."
This is just a sad excuse to put a Spanish word in the lyrics. Siesta is when you take a nap. If it's really time for siesta, you're sleeping, not watching them go by. Indeed, they're not going by at all, because it's time for siesta. So really, this lyric should be, "If it's time for siesta, but you don't want to actually take a siesta, you can watch them go by, assuming they're of a similar mindset concerning siestas." Or just substitute "fiesta."
"Where a girl loves a boy and a boy ... loves a girl."
I like the little moment of tension before the end here. A boy what? Breeds aardvarks? Writes essays exploring Manichaean dualism? Dances with other boys while listening to Madonna? Oh, loves a girl! So she's limiting herself to places where heterosexuality isn't outlawed. Also above ground and between the North and South Poles. She's pretty easygoing when you think about it.
"And when the samba played / The sun would set so high / Ring through my ears and sting my eyes / Your Spanish lullaby."
I believe the third level of hell is filled with evil English teachers forced to diagram this sentence for all eternity. I think what she's saying is, "When your Spanish lullaby -- which was also a samba for some reason -- played, the sun would set so high that it stung my eyes while the aforementioned lullaby/samba rang through my ears." I'm still not sure how the sun would set so high. I guess it would just stay above the horizon. So we're back above the Arctic circle. Make up your mind, Madonna!