The Well CVIII, Life According to EHD..........
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ehdwuld
A Ficus
Re: The Well CVIII, Life According to EHD..........
a taste of the dog, very well
give it a balanced ecology and flourishing life
inhabit it with souls with free will to do whatever they want
sit back and watch the drama unfold
every so often shake the snow globe
yea I think it would be a good gig
tried the raw oyster once
stomach thought it was snot (someone elses)
and tried to throw it back before I could swallow
never again
sometimes when in a non-spitting situation I still may swallow a "pre-boogerous flam"
ahhh the grasshopper
small green innocent
drunken creek bank dare
"If you bite off the head, I'll eat the A@#"
my buddy bit
so half a grasshopper
John Lennon
I mean really is all that stuff just rambling round in his head?
Jesus
I mean really is all that stuff just rambling round MY head?
My dad
after he died he came to visit
cant remember what he told me, would like to revisit that conversation
a taste of the dog, very well
I would create a tiny world in a vast emptiness
give it a balanced ecology and flourishing life
inhabit it with souls with free will to do whatever they want
sit back and watch the drama unfold
every so often shake the snow globe
yea I think it would be a good gig
tried the raw oyster once
stomach thought it was snot (someone elses)
and tried to throw it back before I could swallow
never again
sometimes when in a non-spitting situation I still may swallow a "pre-boogerous flam"
ahhh the grasshopper
small green innocent
drunken creek bank dare
"If you bite off the head, I'll eat the A@#"
my buddy bit
so half a grasshopper
John Lennon
I mean really is all that stuff just rambling round in his head?
Jesus
I mean really is all that stuff just rambling round MY head?
My dad
after he died he came to visit
cant remember what he told me, would like to revisit that conversation
Kam
Shaftologist
Re: The Well CVIII, Life According to EHD..........
How annoyed would you be if someone sigged this?
What hairstyle do you wish you could make look good but you just can't?
What do you do for a living? Are you the dude that plays with robots all day?
How annoyed would you be if someone sigged this?
What hairstyle do you wish you could make look good but you just can't?
What do you do for a living? Are you the dude that plays with robots all day?
ehdwuld
A Ficus
Re: The Well CVIII, Life According to EHD..........
I wish I could do the Billy Idol thing again
a few years ago I had a go at Network Engineer at a large telecom company
but they went bankrupt and scaled down
most factories have robots now,
don't necessarily play with em but i get em to working again
and walk away to some other task
they play all by themselves mostly
I like robots like this one
dang I guess you could make up whatever sig you wanted
I wish I could do the Billy Idol thing again
I work as an Industrial Electrician,
a few years ago I had a go at Network Engineer at a large telecom company
but they went bankrupt and scaled down
most factories have robots now,
don't necessarily play with em but i get em to working again
and walk away to some other task
they play all by themselves mostly
I like robots like this one
ehdwuld
A Ficus
Re: The Well CVIII, Life According to EHD..........
War Eagle or Roll Tide?
**I rout for whichever team is doing well
unles they are playing each other then Roll Tide
What do you like on your pizza?
***BACON
Favorite phallus shaped food?
****Ya know a fellow once told me he couldn't eat bananas because they made his throught
itch ......... I couldn't quit snickering
hot dog/corndog
Favorite booze?
**before I stopped drinking it was MGD lite and Canadian Mist/Southern Comfort
I still keep a little something around in case of company, ya know
nothing makes company friendly like Jack Daniels
Top 5 females you would like to have an intimate encounter with?
**Shania Twain
**Rachel McAdams
**Vanessa Lane
**Gina Gershon
***and of course our songstress
Juliette Lewis
Cant get enough of them crazy chicks
Pepsi or Coca-cola?
**Diet Coke
Who are you influenced by as a guitarist?
***Jeff Beck
fingers and a strat oh man yea
War Eagle or Roll Tide?
**I rout for whichever team is doing well
unles they are playing each other then Roll Tide
What do you like on your pizza?
***BACON
Favorite phallus shaped food?
****Ya know a fellow once told me he couldn't eat bananas because they made his throught
itch ......... I couldn't quit snickering
hot dog/corndog
Favorite booze?
**before I stopped drinking it was MGD lite and Canadian Mist/Southern Comfort
I still keep a little something around in case of company, ya know
nothing makes company friendly like Jack Daniels
Top 5 females you would like to have an intimate encounter with?
**Shania Twain
**Rachel McAdams
**Vanessa Lane
**Gina Gershon
***and of course our songstress
Juliette Lewis
Cant get enough of them crazy chicks
Pepsi or Coca-cola?
**Diet Coke
Who are you influenced by as a guitarist?
***Jeff Beck
fingers and a strat oh man yea
ehdwuld
A Ficus
Re: The Well CVIII, Life According to EHD..........
ok Heres a story bout my basket ball career
I really stunk at basketball being short and uncoordinated and all
but I had a place on the team , second string hatchet man
Now for you that dont know hatchet man is a very important position on a high school team
Talent is at a premium in High school and when faced with it you have to adapt or get used to losing.
A hatchet man's job is to get that Blue Chip talent on the other team to Foul Out before we lose the game,
one such event was taking place one night and the first string Hatchet man just wasn't getting the job done, His smack about the guys mama's footwear wasn't working. the coach was in a Dire Strait.
"Coach I can get the job done, let me in"
" ya think so son," said the Coach
"sure" I said confidently " just tell me if he's left handed or right"
"whats that got to do with it ?" the Coach asked
"Need to know which way to duck"
so the Coach puts me in
23 seconds later I am lying at Mid-court in a fetal position with the Blue Cip wailing away at me. We both get ejected for fighting.
Coach asked as I sit down next to him " Waddid ya Do Boy?"
"Well" I said " as he came down court I go close up next to his ear and said ' MMMM
thems some real nice shorts you are a wearing there' then I brushed the back of my hand cross his butt, 15 year old forgot all about playing basketball"
I laughed and pointed at the Blue Chip the rest of the game
mocking him
you think Cortland Finnegan has heard this story?
the image is the link to the article
read the last line
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4th paragraph
ok Heres a story bout my basket ball career
I really stunk at basketball being short and uncoordinated and all
but I had a place on the team , second string hatchet man
Now for you that dont know hatchet man is a very important position on a high school team
Talent is at a premium in High school and when faced with it you have to adapt or get used to losing.
A hatchet man's job is to get that Blue Chip talent on the other team to Foul Out before we lose the game,
one such event was taking place one night and the first string Hatchet man just wasn't getting the job done, His smack about the guys mama's footwear wasn't working. the coach was in a Dire Strait.
"Coach I can get the job done, let me in"
" ya think so son," said the Coach
"sure" I said confidently " just tell me if he's left handed or right"
"whats that got to do with it ?" the Coach asked
"Need to know which way to duck"
so the Coach puts me in
23 seconds later I am lying at Mid-court in a fetal position with the Blue Cip wailing away at me. We both get ejected for fighting.
Coach asked as I sit down next to him " Waddid ya Do Boy?"
"Well" I said " as he came down court I go close up next to his ear and said ' MMMM
thems some real nice shorts you are a wearing there' then I brushed the back of my hand cross his butt, 15 year old forgot all about playing basketball"
I laughed and pointed at the Blue Chip the rest of the game
mocking him
you think Cortland Finnegan has heard this story?
the image is the link to the article
read the last line
EDIT of EDIT
4th paragraph
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80's_Metal
Underglazed Hair Metalologist
Re: The Well CVIII, Life According to EHD..........
Why Carvin?
What are your ten albums for the deserted island?
Why Carvin?
What are your ten albums for the deserted island?
ehdwuld
A Ficus
Re: The Well CVIII, Life According to EHD..........
Why Carvin?
***got the Carvin catalogs since the 80's
went to the factory store in San Diego in 01
loved everything , bought my Belair
a forum bro had deal on some covered S22's couldnt pass it up
warm pickups real nice don't split well tho
What are your ten albums for the deserted island?
***hmm
1-Led Zepplin / II
yea that one
2-Blackfoot / Strikes
I always have it
3-Blue Oyster Cult / Agents of Fortune
just incredible overdubs in Don't Fear the Reaper
4-Boston / ah heck the greatest hits album
I can't decide
5-Ben Harper and the Blind Alabama Boys
Aw heck ya gotta hear this
6-Brian Setzer / The Dirty Boogie
just love every song on it
7-Matchbox 20 / More Than You Think You Are
Hand Me Down .... just speaks to me
8-Sade / The Best of Sade
Lounge Singer Extraordinare
9-SRV / Greatest Hits
no explanation needed
10-Tracy Chapman / Tracy Chapman
Why Carvin?
***got the Carvin catalogs since the 80's
went to the factory store in San Diego in 01
loved everything , bought my Belair
a forum bro had deal on some covered S22's couldnt pass it up
warm pickups real nice don't split well tho
What are your ten albums for the deserted island?
***hmm
1-Led Zepplin / II
yea that one
2-Blackfoot / Strikes
I always have it
3-Blue Oyster Cult / Agents of Fortune
just incredible overdubs in Don't Fear the Reaper
4-Boston / ah heck the greatest hits album
I can't decide
5-Ben Harper and the Blind Alabama Boys
Aw heck ya gotta hear this
6-Brian Setzer / The Dirty Boogie
just love every song on it
7-Matchbox 20 / More Than You Think You Are
Hand Me Down .... just speaks to me
8-Sade / The Best of Sade
Lounge Singer Extraordinare
9-SRV / Greatest Hits
no explanation needed
10-Tracy Chapman / Tracy Chapman
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ehdwuld
A Ficus
Re: The Well CVIII, Life According to EHD..........
as the sun sets down in silence
on evenings misty shore
young hearts dont quest for violence
as their fathers did before
and that angry young man
reaching out his hand
can yearn for so much more
than a brimming glass
of those days gone past
and that voice so so full of scorn
those endless nights
with their flashing lights
and the pounding at the door
echos in the gloom
sirens set the tune
for the voices from the void
as the sun sets down in silence
on evenings misty shore
young hearts dont quest for violence
as their fathers did before
and that angry young man
reaching out his hand
can yearn for so much more
than a brimming glass
of those days gone past
and that voice so so full of scorn
those endless nights
with their flashing lights
and the pounding at the door
echos in the gloom
sirens set the tune
for the voices from the void
ehdwuld
A Ficus
Re: The Well CVIII, Life According to EHD..........
The story of the well
I used to believe in astral projection
where your soul leaves your body and does stuff whilst your unconscious
Anyways, when I was 16 I lay in bed one night and attempted to release my soul
relaxed felt a tingling come over my feet, then up my legs
covered my chest and as it moved across my eyes I exhaled,,,,, and I was out
Oh my God, I am floating above my body, looking down on it. and drifting upward
thru the ceiling into the attic, above the house,the whole street I live on is below me.. the city... soon the coastline of Florida.... on and on till the entire earth is just another shiny dot in the sky, indistinguishable from any other star then the sun becomes only a star in the darkness .... soon I am unable to tell where I came from. I must look to where I am going.
After a bit I find one star getting brighter, and soon realize it is a planet
I swoop in over this lush meadow, I can see trees in the distance but can never reach them,( it is some years later I realize when flying over treetops they look like grass and the trunks are only visible at a distance.)
at the end of the trees I come upon a whirling sandstorm beige whiteout, swirling around me, but I feel no stinging sand hitting me.
I then see the eye of the storm, a small clearing, round where the sands are still in the center there is a pile of rock with straw or thatch over them
A Well
as I approach the well a figure comes from behind the well and asks quietly what am I doing there "it isn't my time" I ask where is it that I am. He calls it by name, but I cant remember now, something like the turning point, gate, crossroad, something like that
He was wearing a brown cloak with a hood, Frightened I asked if he were Death
He pulled back the hood and said no he was the "gate keeper"?
So remembering my Baptist upbringing I immediately call him Gabriel, then correct myself as Gabriel is the one with the trumpet ( he said it wasn't a trumpet but thats how they announced stuff at the time and while it wasn't a trumpet it would be obvious whatever it was )Peter? yea thats it Peter
alas that too was wrong he gave his name and I of course cannot remember what it is now
while we were talking some people came forward thru the sand and he politely paused and instructed them to pass "just the other side of the Well, and all would be fine "
I asked the meaning of life
he said the reality ( the extent of the 6 senses we have ) cannot be experienced by a non physical being. this reality was created and we were put here and this being inhabits us all in order to experience it
the smell of fresh cut grass , a sunrise , surprise when something happens
anyways he tole me I had to go back, I told him I was just gonna run by to the other side of that well and follow those other people
but he said I had things to do, I asked what they were so that I could do them and come right back. He said it doesn't work like that and that things happen in order and at given times and that he would let me know when I needed to do something and what it was
I drifted away begging to stay he said my mom was worried and I needed to hurry along
and when I awoke on the bed mom standing over me shaking me saying "are you dead?" my face was white, my skin was cold, wasnt breathing
mom was getting mad She asked "what happened to you "
I tole her " you ain't gonna believe me" and over breakfast I tole her this story and I was right
you believe me don't you?
The story of the well
I used to believe in astral projection
where your soul leaves your body and does stuff whilst your unconscious
Anyways, when I was 16 I lay in bed one night and attempted to release my soul
relaxed felt a tingling come over my feet, then up my legs
covered my chest and as it moved across my eyes I exhaled,,,,, and I was out
Oh my God, I am floating above my body, looking down on it. and drifting upward
thru the ceiling into the attic, above the house,the whole street I live on is below me.. the city... soon the coastline of Florida.... on and on till the entire earth is just another shiny dot in the sky, indistinguishable from any other star then the sun becomes only a star in the darkness .... soon I am unable to tell where I came from. I must look to where I am going.
After a bit I find one star getting brighter, and soon realize it is a planet
I swoop in over this lush meadow, I can see trees in the distance but can never reach them,( it is some years later I realize when flying over treetops they look like grass and the trunks are only visible at a distance.)
at the end of the trees I come upon a whirling sandstorm beige whiteout, swirling around me, but I feel no stinging sand hitting me.
I then see the eye of the storm, a small clearing, round where the sands are still in the center there is a pile of rock with straw or thatch over them
A Well
as I approach the well a figure comes from behind the well and asks quietly what am I doing there "it isn't my time" I ask where is it that I am. He calls it by name, but I cant remember now, something like the turning point, gate, crossroad, something like that
He was wearing a brown cloak with a hood, Frightened I asked if he were Death
He pulled back the hood and said no he was the "gate keeper"?
So remembering my Baptist upbringing I immediately call him Gabriel, then correct myself as Gabriel is the one with the trumpet ( he said it wasn't a trumpet but thats how they announced stuff at the time and while it wasn't a trumpet it would be obvious whatever it was )Peter? yea thats it Peter
alas that too was wrong he gave his name and I of course cannot remember what it is now
while we were talking some people came forward thru the sand and he politely paused and instructed them to pass "just the other side of the Well, and all would be fine "
I asked the meaning of life
he said the reality ( the extent of the 6 senses we have ) cannot be experienced by a non physical being. this reality was created and we were put here and this being inhabits us all in order to experience it
the smell of fresh cut grass , a sunrise , surprise when something happens
anyways he tole me I had to go back, I told him I was just gonna run by to the other side of that well and follow those other people
but he said I had things to do, I asked what they were so that I could do them and come right back. He said it doesn't work like that and that things happen in order and at given times and that he would let me know when I needed to do something and what it was
I drifted away begging to stay he said my mom was worried and I needed to hurry along
and when I awoke on the bed mom standing over me shaking me saying "are you dead?" my face was white, my skin was cold, wasnt breathing
mom was getting mad She asked "what happened to you "
I tole her " you ain't gonna believe me" and over breakfast I tole her this story and I was right
you believe me don't you?
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