Recent content by ZeitGeist

This is the end. Beautiful friend, this is the end. My only friend, the end. Not like Kurtz's end, but the end nonetheless. The nueral pathways are jammed with broken ideas on a last chance power post and though everything may be just one big microstutter, the blue bus is calling us and I've got...

You are money baby. You are so money and you don't even know it. I know all the beautiful babies luv ya. I like doing other things too but I'll grant ya I'm a little overly obsessed with this experiment/writing excercise/weirdness thing I'm doing here. There is a kernal of seriousness hiding...

You got your freak on baby and I love it. Your the ying to my yang or the yang to my ying but whatever it is you make my weird ass forum posting heart go ring-a-ding-ding. You got my mind on the stutter and the stutter on my mind but the thing that's growing between us ain't got nothing to do...

This thread doesn't exist without support from you the satelliteguys Voom forum reading public so if you want more psychotically induced theories, random acts of textual idiocy, Pink Floyd album titles and song lyrics cobbled together into a less strange than you would imagine post, or even if...

Well, you do have to sleep occassionally. It's either that or hallucinations. But I'm recharging batteries as we speak...well, as I type. So we will see what a new day brings. I would rather watch Moov than read, Dave

What is this Dark Side of the Moon of which you speak. I'm not familiar with it. Is it some secret little code, a saucerful full of secrets, to confuse me? Make the meaning plain, don't let it be obscured with clouds or hidden behind the wall like more pieces from ancient relics. You might as...

yeah, i kinda broke character there for a sec but I was worried that me and the BabyJBaby were heading down the wrong road and I didn't want that to happen. It's kinda hard to do that eye contact, slight head nod, smile, arms sticking out and hands palm down with slight push down motion that...

Your the one that just got back from doing whatever you were doing with your life partner - I'm the one who ought to be scared about what's on your hands. But it's all cool Baby, just want to make sure we aren't going off in the wrong direction. I'd rather watch Moov than read a book, Dave

No, Adtoolco, your da Man. Let the words flow out and fill the forums with your truth. Don't let the other Man, the Man Man, push you down. now, as to wives and younger sisters - the fictional younger sister is all mine but one of the actual younger sisters is single and looking for a man...

dude, just chill...this is make believe, ok.

Due to some misunderstanding about a previous statement Mr. Zeitgeist wishes to come forward with this clarification statement at this time I believe my previous post has been misinterpreted and misquoted by some members of the press corps and I wish to make it clear Mr. Zeitgeist in no way...

It just kind of depends if you want to be conventional or experimental. Also, there is no excuse for her to take 5 hours to get you off man..that's just wasted time for you that could be better spent watching TV, playing XBox, eating a sandwich, going out with guy friends and scamming on...

I do have a TV, a nice big TV that I love very much and I do have Voom which I'm not quite as sure about as the TV - it's kinda like my wife in that it's more of a provisional relationship and I try to keep an alternative around in case things don't work out which in the case of Voom is DirectTV...

There's no dope brother..I'm high on life and the love of the world. I'm high from smiling faces, watching puppy dogs chase their tales, and I'm high from enjoying the fellowship and fraternity of my fellow man. I'm high from the love of a good partner who is my best friend. Why aren't you high...

Dear Walter L. I don't know since I haven't written my manifesto. However if your referring to the original first post in this thread I actually spent several hours working on it...OK, about 9 hours working on it. The stuff I'm posting today is kinda a different type of writing...