Baley

O sweet Fionavar How I miss thine luscious embrace Thine graceful words, thine silent bohemianism I wish for only but a weakened moment To, once more, celestially taste thine ample bosom To engross myself in thine mammary redolence O beatific agony.

It's Hillary Duff

Would it be considered bestiality?

Now, now nestlings, it would be my indomitable gratification to once more experience that absolute titillation known as the futile exchange of sterile words with that great communicator.

THIS IS NOT SPAM1!! <{POST_SNAPBACK}> To be sure: sar

Saul Williams - Grippo

Look out. Look out. Look out. Open your eyes, see the world, see the love, see the hate. Understand. Forget your ignorance. Life is pointless. Embrace it. Accept it. Feel it. Feel. Smile. Look. Eyes, you need eyes. We all do. Open your eyes. Yes. No. Grin. No. Forgive. Yes. Now. The end, it's coming, humanity is doomed. Accept it. Yes. Forget. Everything. No. Don't, don't listen to me. Don't even dare. Balls. You lack balls. Yes. Guts,flaming poetry, Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? No answears, except nothing. Nothing will come. Nothing will be delivered to no one. We're forever. Eternal. Die. Please. Yes. You. Take my sword. Kiss it, embrace it. Now. No. Take my gun. Suck it, caress it. Now. Yes. My point? I have no point. Life is pointless. Stop reading. Yes. Die. Why?

sar

Uh... So has anyone bought that Monk\Coltrane at Carnegie Hall record?

Miles Davis - So What

There is a reason For festivity's ceasing That motive is you Forgive my malice It's but a facet Yet I must expose My unabridged hatred Of your ****ing gusto It doesn't rhyme!

Risible

You can find samples on his website: http://www.saulwilliams.com/

Saul Williams - Robeson

Did you download those D

Listen to Illmatic by Nas, if you count that as gangsta rap. How about Brother Ali? Hmm.

http://forums.obsidianent.com/index.php?showtopic=71&hl=

It's about bombs over Japan.

Six episodes of Justice League Unlimited season 3

Pixies - Here Comes Your Man

You better be, the world is a ****ty place, like a box of chocolates perhaps.

I'll do it you know.

Are you sure? I mean are you positive?

Strange.

I'm on the third chapter. I'm definitely liking it so far, though, to be honest, I'm not entirely keen on the author's writing style. Uh, I have to start reading Mircea Eliade's Maitreyi, my poor deluded psyche.