posted 05-03-2001 06:14 AM            

They fly where they may they fly where they might
But one things for sure their here aright

You don’t see them and that’s all right
They come mostly in dreams and at night

They invade you when you sleep
Into your souls they gently creep

You won’t know it and neither will I
But be there they are on that you can rely

They steal in when you’re not looking
And start their evil in your brain a’cooking

They’ve been here for many a year
Trying to calm and take away your fear

Don’t be deceived for they are here to stay
They’re up to no good each and every day

Having faith is good and having faith is right
But they will win if we don’t stand up and fight

You don’t know there coming you don’t know there here
They shoot this stuff electronically into your ear

You think you made it up the and that thoughts your own
But what they are telling you is that you’re not alone

You look into the sky and say what’s wrong
They shoot a message to your head that says it’s all gone

Now please do not believe them don’t believe their story
For what they have in mind is oh so much gory

First to make you sick and then control you mind
Then when time is right you’re the first one in line

They will say this will help you here just take this pill
Then you find you are much more ill

Then once you are buried and in the ground
They will concentrate on the kids in the playground

This is where it’s going on that you can rely
It’s the land and kids they want not you and I

To have this land and control it’s might
Would be most any aliens greatest delight

All aliens don’t come from far away in some other galaxy
They come from here and look like you and me

David

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posted 05-03-2001 07:12 AM            

Once upon a time there was a submarine
That left upon a mission to see what it could see

It sailed to the land of great ice packs
And there it found danger and nearly didn’t get back

It sailed to a land that’s not for you and me
It sailed to a land on the Bering Sea

It went to a place and sat upon the floor
Just to have a listen at someone else’s door

Now while they sat upon the floor in the deep
They did not see the others coming by the creep

They were discovered listening at the door
And nearly started another world war

They were chased to the ocean where there was a horrible fight
And when it was over they were a frightful sight

The charges were dropped and the torps they went
You could hear the metal tearing as it was rent

The men they screamed and the men they cried
They had a feeling this was the end of their lives

They maneuvered all night and they maneuvered all day
Then finally they were out of the fray

They ran and the ran away from that land
They ran to the land of their uncle sam

Now the uncle he did say
Don’t tell a thing you just say nay

When ask how you could be so broken and so bent
The story was that we hit another boat and had an accident

Some sailors were injured and some were traumatized
Some of them even refused to go back inside
we heard later that some of them died

There is more but I dare not tell you
For it would make you cry and might just offend you

You might think this happen in the war long ago
But the time would surprise you if only you could know

posted 05-03-2001 09:59 PM            

Beatles, The Fool on the Hill

Day after day alone on the hill
The man with the foolish grin
is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a fool
And he never gives an answer

But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round

Well on the way, his head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
is talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice

But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round

Oh, round, round, round, round, round
And nobody seems to like him
they can tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings

But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round

Oh, round, round, round, round, round
And he never listen to them
He knows that they're the fools
But they don't like him

The fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round

posted 05-03-2001 11:56 PM            

Round peg, square hole.

On the other hand, I'm not certain they can even perceive of neutrality. So maybe that's a really good perspective to arrive at.

If you get lost on the way, just ask for help, but don't expect it ;-)

posted 05-04-2001 12:59 AM            

They're neither good
nor are they evil
neither viscious
nor kind,

just another facet
of the Universal Mind.

They laugh and they lie
they dance and they cry
perhaps the aliens are us

after we die.

posted 05-04-2001 08:38 AM            

I’ve been around for a number of years
Have looked death in the face and known great fear

Faith I have and faith is dandy
But just in case I keep a gun handy

The story I told you is one that’s true
I did not make it up just for you

You can feel the evil on every hand
It creeps slowly across the land

I said it before and I’ll say it again
Some of this evil comes from within

You say they may stew me and that’s all right
But they won’t get me without a fight

I say a prayer each and every night
To give me the strength to stand the fight

God is good and God is grand
But this time I think he might need a hand

When David met the giant he had lots of faith
But he still used a rock to hit him in the face

posted 05-04-2001 10:01 AM            

A childs worst night

One frightful night long ago
A nightmare came creeping into my soul

Forget these events I never can
It stays with me wherever I am

I creeps in my brain and overcomes my thoughts
It goes on and on and never stops

I have seen the world in its realist form
And I can tell you it is no poem

What I saw that night and continue to see
Was enough of a vision to convince me

The world was calm and all was well
Then everything changed and went to hell

Events unfolded like a book that night
Page after page I watched in fright

I was too young to fully understand
That this was the future of our land

It took some years and many more nights
To fully understand theses awful sights

Being able to see is not all that nice
Because you see some awful sights

My friends and family were all gone
Death had taken each and every one

Discs and things flying over my head
And I tossed and turned in my bed

Strange things walked upon this land
Strange things I did not understand

All across this world and the land we call home
Horrible things will happen to the human genome

Look over there to the homes that burn
Death and destruction at every turn

Faces of children their faces in pain
Are burned forever into my brain

All we ever knew and all we ever loved
Flies into the night like a black dove

Watches they stop and lights they pop
And these damn nightmares never stop

So beware my friends and heed what I say
SOMETHING WICKED COMES THIS WAY

posted 05-07-2001 05:56 PM            

you tell us to be afraid and go away
that we should not talk another day

well to this foolish line I say
that you are a fool to think that way

to quit this would be a shame
and let theses bastards win the game

I am a free man and that way will stay
on this and any other day

posted 05-18-2001 04:09 AM            

They come by day and now by night
It’s now a very common sight

To see them lay the trails
Then turn away their and hide their tails

They are cowards one and all
they can't face us in the hall

Chosen have they this path of doom
Death they bring to us and soon

We have no choice but to breath it in
And spend our days wondering when.....