792 lines
33 KiB
Plaintext
792 lines
33 KiB
Plaintext
|
||
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO oOOOO OOOO. OOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
|
||
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" .OOOOOO OOOOOo OOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
|
||
OOOO oOOOOOOO OOOOOOO. OOOO oOOOO
|
||
OOOO .OOOO OOOO OOOOOOOOo OOOO OOOO"
|
||
OOOO oOOOO OOOO OOOO "OOOO. OOOO OOOOo .OOOO'
|
||
OOOO .OOOO" OOOO OOOO OOOOoOOOO "OOOO. oOOOO
|
||
OOOO oOOOOOOO..OOOO OOOO "OOOOOOO OOOOoOOOO"
|
||
OOOO .OOOO"""OOOOOOOO OOOO OOOOOO "OOOOOOO'
|
||
OOOO oOOOO ""OOOO OOOO "OOOO OOOOOO
|
||
|
||
|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------|
|
||
| |
|
||
| There Ain't No Justice |
|
||
| |
|
||
| #77 |
|
||
| |
|
||
|-----------------------------------------------------------------------------|
|
||
|
||
- Poetry Interlude 06 -
|
||
by the AC908/AC215 Poets Society
|
||
|
||
/////////////////////////////////*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
|
||
Angelique
|
||
\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*////////////////////////////////////
|
||
-----------------------
|
||
In the Arms of a Friend
|
||
-----------------------
|
||
|
||
In the comfort of your arms,
|
||
there is the knowlege
|
||
that I can say
|
||
anything.
|
||
|
||
I can express my thoughts,
|
||
tell my innermost feelings,
|
||
and my deepest,
|
||
darkest, secrets.
|
||
|
||
There is no fear
|
||
when your arms encircle me.
|
||
Nothing ever said is wrong.
|
||
Even the silence is comfortable.
|
||
|
||
This is a magical, safe place.
|
||
Protected from the outside.
|
||
No problem is too great,
|
||
or too small.
|
||
|
||
There is a gentleness here
|
||
-and strength.
|
||
Like the quiet gurglings of a creek
|
||
that overcomes all
|
||
to reach the sea.
|
||
|
||
And a warmth that touches
|
||
to the deepest part of my soul.
|
||
As a fire in a hearth
|
||
on a cold, rainy, November night.
|
||
|
||
Then there is...
|
||
The security of knowing that
|
||
- even when i am wrong
|
||
I am loved.
|
||
|
||
I can pour out my heart.
|
||
With full confidence,
|
||
and complete trust.
|
||
|
||
For there is no one
|
||
who understands me
|
||
quite the way you do.
|
||
|
||
Sometimes...
|
||
You know my needs
|
||
before I do.
|
||
|
||
And sometimes
|
||
when I am difficult
|
||
I hear your voice close by
|
||
speaking as if to a child.
|
||
|
||
Its a calming, soothing sound.
|
||
A voice with the power to heal.
|
||
Physically, emotionally, spiritually,
|
||
as only you can.
|
||
|
||
In some ways,
|
||
I think you saved me.
|
||
Twice.
|
||
|
||
Once, when I was in a dark,
|
||
cold place,
|
||
called lonliness.
|
||
|
||
You reached out to me,
|
||
and held my hands,
|
||
over the years.
|
||
|
||
Then again,
|
||
when i was buried someplace far away
|
||
you brought me back into the sunlight
|
||
and onto my feet again.
|
||
|
||
What can I say to thank you?
|
||
My dear friend.
|
||
Words cannot fully say
|
||
what you've done for me.
|
||
|
||
You've given me
|
||
the strength to face the truth,
|
||
the courage to remember,
|
||
and the will to speak.
|
||
|
||
And then, I found peace,
|
||
in the comfort of your arms.
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
/////////////////////////////////*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
|
||
Ace Lightning
|
||
\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*////////////////////////////////////
|
||
--------------------
|
||
Time Enough For Love
|
||
--------------------
|
||
|
||
"listen," she said,
|
||
"it isn't as if
|
||
what I give to him
|
||
I take from you.
|
||
you act as if
|
||
you think he's getting
|
||
a bigger slice of cake
|
||
than you are.
|
||
don't you know?
|
||
there's enough of me
|
||
to go around!"
|
||
|
||
love divided
|
||
is love multiplied;
|
||
the more you love,
|
||
the more you can love,
|
||
and heaven knows
|
||
we all need the practice.
|
||
|
||
"listen," she said,
|
||
"I have time enough for you,
|
||
and time enough for him.
|
||
there's always
|
||
time enough for love.
|
||
and, since I love you,
|
||
and I love him,
|
||
I'd love it
|
||
if you could love each other,
|
||
at least a little bit."
|
||
|
||
love shared
|
||
is love squared,
|
||
and the love you take
|
||
is equal to the love
|
||
you make.
|
||
|
||
"listen," she said,
|
||
"if you'd both just stop
|
||
banging your antlers
|
||
and listen,
|
||
I know we can
|
||
get this straightened out
|
||
somehow."
|
||
and he listened,
|
||
and he listened,
|
||
and they both knew
|
||
she was right;
|
||
|
||
and then they
|
||
walked off down the beach,
|
||
hand in hand in hand.
|
||
|
||
|
||
--------
|
||
Brothers
|
||
--------
|
||
|
||
Somewhere out there they, too, stand,
|
||
Staring into the sky;
|
||
Chained to a dying star, perhaps,
|
||
Waiting for their turn to die;
|
||
Or breathing ammonia and methane
|
||
In a frozen, poisoned waste;
|
||
Or a pleasure-world's far Aidenn,
|
||
Knowing joys Man can never taste.
|
||
With tentacled eye-stalks they wonder,
|
||
Or probe with a sensory mind;
|
||
Like ours, their fantasies wander,
|
||
Leaving the home-world behind.
|
||
We may never meet the aliens,
|
||
Or know their unearthly race,
|
||
But they and we are brothers,
|
||
As our minds range the depths of space!
|
||
|
||
|
||
----------
|
||
Marginalia
|
||
----------
|
||
|
||
Radio transmitters,
|
||
lightning bolts,
|
||
and hearts enclosing a name;
|
||
On every page
|
||
of notes I take,
|
||
the margins look the same;
|
||
And couples
|
||
dancing, or kissing <20>
|
||
Even I who draw them don't know <20>
|
||
And vain attempts
|
||
to sketch his face,
|
||
scribbled over so they don't show.
|
||
Nobody ever
|
||
sees my notes,
|
||
and I'll never let anyone look <20>
|
||
But he'd know I'm always
|
||
thinking of him,
|
||
if he ever opened my book!
|
||
But I'll never tell him <20>
|
||
I love him too much <20>
|
||
so he will never know,
|
||
And the margins of
|
||
the notes I take
|
||
is the only place it will show,
|
||
So I will keep
|
||
tormenting myself
|
||
and playing my stupid game,
|
||
With radio transmitters,
|
||
lightning bolts,
|
||
and hearts enclosing a name.
|
||
|
||
|
||
--------
|
||
Triplane
|
||
--------
|
||
|
||
These fragile wings were old when I was born;
|
||
I wonder that the engine still can run;
|
||
The fabric of the skin is thin and worn
|
||
From many years of rain and wind and sun.
|
||
They were our enemies then, but now no more;
|
||
Only the tales of heroes still remain,
|
||
The death and beauty of the First World War,
|
||
The brave and lovely deeds of man and plane.
|
||
To fly those frail machines took strength and skill,
|
||
And courage of a rare and special kind;
|
||
Fifty years later, I can see it still,
|
||
And pay them silent homage in my mind.
|
||
To see this antique plane against the sky
|
||
Sums up the things that drive a man to fly.
|
||
|
||
|
||
------------------------------
|
||
Postscript on an Envelope Flap
|
||
------------------------------
|
||
|
||
Open this envelope carefully, please.
|
||
Inside you will find
|
||
only a tattered scrap,
|
||
creased and worn and crumbling,
|
||
much like a clipping
|
||
that has been carried in a wallet too long.
|
||
Unfold it <20> gently, gently! <20>
|
||
smooth out its crumples,
|
||
and put it away in a safe place.
|
||
Once
|
||
it was my soul.
|
||
|
||
|
||
-------
|
||
Snow #1
|
||
-------
|
||
|
||
Snow sifts down from a silver-grey sky,
|
||
silent and soft and deep,
|
||
filling the squares of my window view
|
||
with a silence as soft as sleep;
|
||
I sit by the window and watch it snow,
|
||
Time has no meaning any more,
|
||
I float like a flake on the winter air,
|
||
suspended somewhere above the floor.
|
||
I've joined the snowflakes that fill the sky,
|
||
suspended and floating and free;
|
||
everything stops but the sifting snow,
|
||
time has no meaning for me....
|
||
|
||
|
||
----------------
|
||
The Magic Mirror
|
||
----------------
|
||
|
||
Look into the magic mirror, what do you see?
|
||
I saw my brother's face, looking back at me.
|
||
A different name, and a different face,
|
||
But my mirror-image, of my own race.
|
||
I reached out, and his hand was there,
|
||
And the mirror vanished like smoky air.
|
||
|
||
concrete corridors with outhouse breath
|
||
I never expected it to be sordid
|
||
but then after a while it wasn't
|
||
and I dared think forbidden thoughts
|
||
at the glimpse of the oneness
|
||
I had always hoped would be possible someday
|
||
pebbles grit under my elbows
|
||
I love you
|
||
|
||
I looked into the mirror and saw my very twin,
|
||
Looking out at me, just as I was looking in.
|
||
Lightning flashed across the mirror, lighting up the sky,
|
||
Lightning answered in my soul, and I knew the reason why.
|
||
But lightning was not mine to feel, forbidden to my soul;
|
||
I took one last look in the mirror, dark and clear and whole.
|
||
|
||
I tried to light a Candle, once;
|
||
I barely caught the Flame,
|
||
And watched It flicker into life;
|
||
And then I caught my breath and <20> poof! <20>
|
||
I blew It out agayn.
|
||
|
||
My mirror-image smiled at me in faith and love and trust;
|
||
I spoke a word; the mirror shattered into shining dust.
|
||
The mirror-view was lovely, and it tempted me astray,
|
||
So I had to break the mirror, and walk silently away.
|
||
My brother's face dissolved away in softly weeping rain <20>
|
||
Reflection of my face, distorted by my brother's pain.
|
||
|
||
I am your sister; and we had best
|
||
put all thoughts of incest from our minds.
|
||
|
||
There is no magic mirror now, just fragments in a heap,
|
||
And I can only see my mirror-image in my sleep.
|
||
My brother has a sister now, a mirror of his own,
|
||
And I am loved from long before, so I am not alone.
|
||
I broke the magic mirror, and I know that I did right;
|
||
But my eyes smart with the sting of broken glass sometimes at night.
|
||
|
||
|
||
----------------
|
||
Hallucination #1
|
||
----------------
|
||
|
||
I woke up
|
||
early in the morning
|
||
you woke me
|
||
into a dream
|
||
into my life
|
||
you woke me
|
||
gently, gently
|
||
like the first
|
||
warm wind of spring
|
||
out of winter
|
||
a flower opens
|
||
softly waking
|
||
in the darkness
|
||
we dreamed awake
|
||
you and I together
|
||
until I slept
|
||
dreaming, and drowning in
|
||
your cannabis kiss.
|
||
|
||
|
||
---------------
|
||
Nightfall Again
|
||
---------------
|
||
|
||
One pair of feet crunching steps on floodlit concrete
|
||
but floodlights can't hold back the cold and darkness
|
||
alone in the wind while daylight drains out of the sky
|
||
and the lights along the road only make it darker
|
||
it's almost night and it's very cold <20> the concrete is cold
|
||
but I have to keep walking or I'll never get home
|
||
it's a long way and I have to do it by myself
|
||
so I have to keep walking along the icy pavement
|
||
walking in the darkness from light to light
|
||
I will keep walking but it's such a long way
|
||
and it's so very cold and it's getting dark
|
||
and the only footsteps I can hear are my own.
|
||
|
||
The stars in their silent procession
|
||
made circles above the sea,
|
||
and there in the starlit silence,
|
||
I knew you were looking at me;
|
||
I looked at you looking, as we looked at the moon,
|
||
and the moon made a silvery track,
|
||
and the sand was all that heard us laugh,
|
||
and the sea would not let us go back.
|
||
|
||
|
||
------------
|
||
Stella Maris
|
||
------------
|
||
|
||
Our Lady Star of the Sea,
|
||
You sing in the surf's sound,
|
||
you sing inside seashells;
|
||
starfish and sand-dollars show your sign.
|
||
|
||
All life began in the sea;
|
||
simple single-celled organisms,
|
||
shellfish, swimming fish,
|
||
creatures that crawled onto the land;
|
||
and our blood is salty as sea-water.
|
||
|
||
We sail over the sea in ships,
|
||
we swim, we dive deep,
|
||
our submarines seek the secret abyss;
|
||
but still we have much to learn.
|
||
|
||
We fish your waters endlessly;
|
||
we kill your children,
|
||
whales and dolphins our cousins;
|
||
we pour out our poisons;
|
||
and still you endure.
|
||
|
||
Stella Maris, mermaid goddess,
|
||
Aphrodite, born of sea-foam,
|
||
Tiamat, Yemay<61>, we call you,
|
||
Our Lady Star of the Sea.
|
||
|
||
The sky is a loom, and the lightning,
|
||
like a shuttle, leaps to and fro,
|
||
Weaving a rainbow tapestry
|
||
with tassels of silver snow.
|
||
|
||
The fleece of clouds spins fine as silk,
|
||
strung on a frame of rain;
|
||
The colors are rare and marvelous,
|
||
the weave is strong and plain.
|
||
|
||
|
||
-------
|
||
SkyHome
|
||
-------
|
||
|
||
the sky is my home
|
||
i was born to fly
|
||
the sky is my home
|
||
my home is the sky
|
||
|
||
"take me home!" i cry
|
||
to the kite on the wind
|
||
to the silent sailplane soaring
|
||
through the little plane's propwash
|
||
|
||
through the jet's screaming roar
|
||
to the shuttle blasting spaceward
|
||
"please take me home
|
||
my home is the sky!"
|
||
|
||
i close my eyes
|
||
i sing of flight
|
||
my heart lifts
|
||
i leave the ground
|
||
|
||
i fall up into the stars
|
||
i soar with a rush
|
||
the sky embraces me
|
||
i am home at last
|
||
|
||
the sky is my home
|
||
i was born to fly
|
||
the sky is my home
|
||
my home is the sky
|
||
|
||
i
|
||
fly
|
||
high
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
/////////////////////////////////*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
|
||
STARGAZER
|
||
\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*////////////////////////////////////
|
||
---------------
|
||
Life Bitter End
|
||
---------------
|
||
|
||
my heart will morn a thousand
|
||
for my friend stopped living today
|
||
|
||
we all feel so much sorrow
|
||
how can it end this way
|
||
|
||
not thinking of tomorrow
|
||
and the friends they left behind
|
||
|
||
finding out that life is short
|
||
and not always kind
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
/////////////////////////////////*\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
|
||
Psychadelia
|
||
|
||
This bit was submitted in a rather freeform style,
|
||
which I will preserve. It adds to the intended mood, I think.
|
||
-TM
|
||
\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\*////////////////////////////////////
|
||
---------------------------
|
||
the origination of nothing.
|
||
---------------------------
|
||
|
||
i know what i want
|
||
but how could i know?
|
||
i think i know,
|
||
but i cant be sure.
|
||
theres no way to check.
|
||
|
||
life is as pointless as death.
|
||
which rules out suicide.
|
||
|
||
searching, searching,
|
||
looking for the one of my dreams
|
||
not looking for a goddess, not looking for a genius
|
||
looking for someone like me
|
||
looking for a friend, but double that
|
||
and yes! i have found her!
|
||
but she isnt there. she dont care.
|
||
back to the searching
|
||
|
||
i wonder why im bothering with poetry. my 'poems' are so pathetic.
|
||
dont mind me, im just here for your bemusement.
|
||
|
||
when yer down, and paranoid, and too self-conscious..
|
||
when you dont know who you are..
|
||
just say..
|
||
you are..
|
||
"just this person.. ya know?"
|
||
works for me.
|
||
|
||
he says acid fucks you up.
|
||
he says acid enhances your life.
|
||
he says acid destroys your well-being.
|
||
he says acid shows you your true purpose.
|
||
i say acid is just a mirror. shows you yourself.
|
||
and a little more.
|
||
|
||
dont mind the acid stuff. im a little taken by it. explains the name, eh?
|
||
|
||
sitting by myself.
|
||
in the dark.
|
||
i cannot see, i cannot hear
|
||
i cannot taste, nor smell
|
||
i can not even feel.
|
||
i am deprived of my senses.
|
||
i start to dream.
|
||
i think i like it here.
|
||
|
||
bullshit isnt just mammal manure. its people trying to make themselves what
|
||
they are not. everyone does it. everyone is full of bullshit, except for those
|
||
who arent, and those are the exhalted ones.
|
||
|
||
isnt exhalted just a great word.
|
||
|
||
that was silly, i know. but hey, tough.
|
||
|
||
i wonder whos reading this. you are, of course. if you are actually reading
|
||
this, then i guess you are either trying to understand me, or you are
|
||
a lot like me. if you are trying to understand me, please mail me your
|
||
findings. im out of ideas. if you are a lot like me, well.. misery loves
|
||
company, eh?
|
||
|
||
maybe i should sit here and quote full song lyrics to try to express how i feel.
|
||
but that wouldnt be me, itd be <generic band>'s feelings. so thats just bad.
|
||
|
||
if you know who you are, congratulations. your one of the few.
|
||
|
||
everyone i talk to says not to be depressed. well i really dont have a choice
|
||
at the moment, so i midas well go with it.
|
||
|
||
the walls have been shattered
|
||
but the barrier remains.
|
||
|
||
no, im not on anything at the moment. sorry officer.
|
||
|
||
o/~ ...you aint been mindfucked yet.. o/~
|
||
|
||
darkness
|
||
surrounding me
|
||
i like it dark
|
||
the light awakens me
|
||
and im back to life
|
||
recalled to life
|
||
and im not overjoyed
|
||
|
||
WARNING:******: looking for a meaning in these poems is prohibited by LAW.
|
||
if you do, we'll have our thought police on you faster than you can say,
|
||
"ook".
|
||
|
||
what kind of stupid word is ook anyway. oh well. its just another word to
|
||
express another idea.
|
||
|
||
shes right there, so very close.
|
||
but very far away.
|
||
shes practically on my lap.
|
||
but she's miles apart.
|
||
theres something blocking us.
|
||
i cant tell what it is.
|
||
but, i can tell. i am ashamed.
|
||
|
||
lets see, who will get the horrible luck of reading this.
|
||
|
||
"explain myself? explain yourself!"
|
||
|
||
what it all boils down to is.. i dont like you, so piss off.
|
||
what it all boils down to is.. i like you, stick around.
|
||
what it all boils down to is.. i really dont care about you.. go away.
|
||
what it all bouls down to is.. i hate you.. die.. or something..
|
||
what it all boils down to is.. i love you..so you must turn away.
|
||
|
||
im telling you, yer gonna get in trouble! i TOLD you, stop trying to inter-
|
||
pret all this shit.
|
||
|
||
they say we argue over a game. what they dont get is, its not the game..
|
||
its the people ivolved.
|
||
|
||
we're all a little crazy. some of us are more crazy. just like we're all
|
||
equal. some are MORE equal.
|
||
|
||
i amaza myself in my creative stupidity.
|
||
|
||
is that an oxymoron? who cares.
|
||
|
||
this file is getting long. maybe i should cut it. nah.
|
||
|
||
In the beginning.. there was no one.
|
||
but me and myself.
|
||
then came the people.
|
||
but it was still me and myself.
|
||
im my own best friend. or so i gather.
|
||
unless, of course, you arent.
|
||
|
||
people make so much fuss over shit like sports. and games. what it all boils
|
||
down to is.. they got nuffin better to do. which is ok. since thats me.
|
||
|
||
i reread that 'searching' poem. pretty good, if i do say so myself. which i
|
||
did.
|
||
|
||
forlorn and dejected
|
||
scrapped and rejected
|
||
i am your human robot
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
i wonder if attraction
|
||
starts in the mind
|
||
the heart
|
||
the soul
|
||
or a combo of the 3
|
||
|
||
maybe when all 3 are involved
|
||
its not attraction at all
|
||
but its love
|
||
|
||
hmm.
|
||
|
||
i had a dream
|
||
and it was way too fucked up
|
||
there she was, the apple of my eye
|
||
not doing anything at all
|
||
just embracing and talking
|
||
i think i liked that dream
|
||
too bad it depressed me when i awoke
|
||
|
||
people say virtual reality isnt here. well it is, man. ever hear of lucid
|
||
dreaming? its the same shit, but better.
|
||
|
||
pardon if i make a few typos. its 4:30 am. i was going to sleep, but my
|
||
mind drifted back to the girl in that dream. arg.
|
||
|
||
i wonder if she's thinking the same stuff i am. i wonder if she feels the
|
||
same way i do. i wonder if thats good or bad. hmm.
|
||
|
||
how can you miss the touch
|
||
of someone who isnt there?
|
||
who isnt really real?
|
||
or maybe she is real,
|
||
just too good for this reality
|
||
thats why i only see her in dreams
|
||
hmm
|
||
or maybe its just im too insecure
|
||
to find out
|
||
how real she really is.
|
||
|
||
im sick of the world real.
|
||
|
||
oops, typo. or was it? hmm.
|
||
|
||
maybe i should just forget her
|
||
leave the whole matter
|
||
ignore it entirely
|
||
pretend i never gave it a thought
|
||
i think ill keel over then
|
||
|
||
does death bother you?
|
||
doesnt me.
|
||
whats death anyway?
|
||
nothingness.
|
||
you wouldnt know its going on.
|
||
so whats so bad about that?
|
||
permanent sleep.
|
||
|
||
a friend of mine says that you are conscious althroughout life and possibly
|
||
even death. i dunno if thats so great.
|
||
|
||
im forced to repress
|
||
what i want to express
|
||
|
||
that pretty much sums me and all of society up. if it wasnt for society,
|
||
we would all just be doing whatever it is what we would want to be doing.
|
||
and thats bad? hmm. youve been watching too much Jesus Channel propoganda.
|
||
|
||
someone told me ice tea is the work of satan. does this mean other
|
||
refreshment industries have the blessing of other assorted gods?
|
||
does yahweh endorse coke? does bhudda enjoy a snapple ice tea? i wanna know,
|
||
damn it.
|
||
|
||
yes, im being silly. so? it helps.
|
||
|
||
everything is always stolen away
|
||
my rights
|
||
my ideas
|
||
my habits
|
||
my pleasures
|
||
my needs
|
||
my sanity
|
||
why o why, is everything stolen away?
|
||
i cant say why
|
||
i guess my desires are just too good
|
||
for others to pass up
|
||
so they take them from me
|
||
before i can enjoy them
|
||
leaving me on the side of the road
|
||
by myself
|
||
alone
|
||
|
||
i suppose this sort of file is the 'trendy'thing to do. the whole poetry
|
||
/babble stuff. i blame justin for that. no offense, of course. but its funny
|
||
how those who care not for the trends, set the trends.
|
||
|
||
this is me, inside out. dont ask me why your reading this, i dont have a
|
||
clue why im writing it.
|
||
|
||
did you ever want
|
||
someone so much
|
||
that it hurt inside?
|
||
and when you
|
||
reached for her
|
||
they turned out to
|
||
be not really there?
|
||
|
||
thats my biggest fear. to chase after something which is an illusion. i saw
|
||
her in a dream once, maybe thats all she is then.. an illusion. a dream.
|
||
a creation from my subconscious. hmm.
|
||
|
||
this goes out to that special group of people in my heart:
|
||
o/~ why do you look at me if you hate me...
|
||
why should i look at you when you make me hate you too.. o/~
|
||
|
||
<20> <20><> <20>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20> <20> <20>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD>۲<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20><>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20><><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20> <20>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> Phoenix Modernz Systems: 908/830-TANJ
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> The Syndicate: 908/506-6892
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> Another Bloody BBS: 61/3-754-3599
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> First United Church Kalisti: 404/552-5336
|
||
<EFBFBD>۱<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> Urban Discipline / VaS World HQ : 313/464-1470
|
||
<EFBFBD>۱<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> Earth's Dreamlands: 313/558-5024
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> RipCo ][: 312/528-5020
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> fActioN/DownGrade Evolution 205/995-0794
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20><><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20> <20> <20> TANJ Mailing Address <20>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20><><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20> PO Box 174 <20>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20> Seaside Hts, NJ <20>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20> <20> 08751 <20>
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD>۲<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20><> <20><><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD>;
|
||
<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> <20> <20> <20>
|