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Poem for Blue Light #1

dedicated to the human riddle wrapped in a newspaper
MonstaNoodle


It would be unfair to wit; suggest
that one person's mother best's all the rest
I've met most of them all
his, hers, hags and whores
yours is a bitch and I hate her

When the fever of death
haunts hospital beds
grinds ur itching bones and buzz scrapes the head
we hope she can grasp
the politics and tricks - regarding
merciful dispensing and appropriate medicating
of a junkie who needs some more meds

-A R Illsley
- with a swollen face


This Thread has been awesome to look through, I had to write a poem cos I'm only 25 and I'm losing my teeth to drug usage. Last Monday I was biting my fingernails all stressed out and my Central Incisor Cracked into ghastly shards.
I went to the dentist who ... hurt me basically, then I got an absess and an infected face which swelled (swole?) to the size of a [fairly big] face I tell thee! I was getting a black eye from it and my face was in so much much pain I just had to write a poem. Don't be fooled by the harsh criticism of mother figures, I started the poem intending to try and state how awesome I think my mum is, if you know her then you know.. She's a straight up G. Anyway I think My Tooth hijacked and wrote this poem for itself from the second verse onwards, because teeth can hurt you like that.


Peace Out and Love to anyone who wants some, its all good, everything passes if you cook it in molasses, we're probably just here by accident in the scheme of things, so what better than to find stuff that makes us happy and use that positive energy to make others happy and then it all comes around like big reels of tape... Hopefully. I wish I could put it better than that ;)

Ok to be a little more on topic. I'm an expert muff diver and often go swimming whilst inebriated at clubs, hence the STI in the back of my throat. I've been in a weird but happy relationship for 5 years and have a family life thanks to my GF. The first time I met her parents I was just trying to make conversation and I mentioned that my anti dep's had made me impotent. This caused mass embarrassment for my GF and it took me a while to realize that not everyone talks about sex and drugs as openly as I do. Anyhoo When It works I have one king hell bitch of a shaft, a mighty mighty dong. Me and my Libido have one thing in common - we're absolute cocks!

Also I have fooled some clever people into thinking that I'm a singer/songwriter and travelled around the UK with my mentor doing gig's for drinks and petrol money. But with my mentor my self belief left me. I have no faith in any religious philosophies but everyday i'm lost in my own kind of mysticism, with imaginary hero's and father figures. I can't rely on myself to be my own father figure yet - as a gently spoken Councillor once suggested.

I have a talent which is also a curse. I can't take life seriously until someone is dieing in my arms and then I do my bit,
by simply smiling. But yeah I can't take life seriously, all the people I was supposed to be able to trust turned into monsters and I've been addicted to crack followed by smack for a decade, since I was young at secondary school. Those problems persist despite mental health crumbling and a huge lack of friends and monthly bouts of "I'd rather hang myself in the woods than leave the house with this body, this face and this mind to be around college" even though college can be cool when I get there. Definately in limbo. Possibly the wrong place to post this. Effie, (happy birthdaY) super mod knows who i am, I'm just confused and new to BL.
I love you all though and if you see this MonstaNoodle gimme a txt and let me know your ok.
 
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Poem for Blue Light #1

dedicated to the human riddle wrapped in a newspaper
MonstaNoodle


It would be unfair to wit; suggest
that one person's mother best's all the rest
I've met most of them all
his, hers, hags and whores
yours is a bitch and I hate her

When the fever of death
haunts hospital beds
grinds ur itching bones and buzz scrapes the head
we hope she can grasp
the politics and tricks - regarding
merciful dispensing and appropriate medicating
of a junkie who needs some more meds

-A R Illsley
- with a swollen face


This Thread has been awesome to look through, I had to write a poem cos I'm only 25 and I'm losing my teeth to drug usage. Last Monday I was biting my fingernails all stressed out and my Central Incisor Cracked into ghastly shards.
I went to the dentist who ... hurt me basically, then I got an absess and an infected face which swelled (swole?) to the size of a [fairly big] face I tell thee! I was getting a black eye from it and my face was in so much much pain I just had to write a poem. Don't be fooled by the harsh criticism of mother figures, I started the poem intending to try and state how awesome I think my mum is, if you know her then you know.. She's a straight up G. Anyway I think My Tooth hijacked and wrote this poem for itself from the second verse onwards, because teeth can hurt you like that.


Peace Out and Love to anyone who wants some, its all good, everything passes if you cook it in molasses, we're probably just here by accident in the scheme of things, so what better than to find stuff that makes us happy and use that positive energy to make others happy and then it all comes around like big reels of tape... Hopefully. I wish I could put it better than that ;)

Ok to be a little more on topic. I'm an expert muff diver and often go swimming whilst inebriated at clubs, hence the STI in the back of my throat. I've been in a weird but happy relationship for 5 years and have a family life thanks to my GF. The first time I met her parents I was just trying to make conversation and I mentioned that my anti dep's had made me impotent. This caused mass embarrassment for my GF and it took me a while to realize that not everyone talks about sex and drugs as openly as I do. Anyhoo When It works I have one king hell bitch of a shaft, a mighty mighty dong. Me and my Libido have one thing in common - we're absolute cocks!

Also I have fooled some clever people into thinking that I'm a singer/songwriter and travelled around the UK with my mentor doing gig's for drinks and petrol money. But with my mentor my self belief left me. I have no faith in any religious philosophies but everyday i'm lost in my own kind of mysticism, with imaginary hero's and father figures. I can't rely on myself to be my own father figure yet - as a gently spoken Councillor once suggested.

I have a talent which is also a curse. I can't take life seriously until someone is dieing in my arms and then I do my bit,
by simply smiling. But yeah I can't take life seriously, all the people I was supposed to be able to trust turned into monsters and I've been addicted to crack followed by smack for a decade, since I was young at secondary school. Those problems persist despite mental health crumbling and a huge lack of friends and monthly bouts of "I'd rather hang myself in the woods than leave the house with this body, this face and this mind to be around college" even though college can be cool when I get there. Definately in limbo. Possibly the wrong place to post this. Effie, (happy birthdaY) super mod knows who i am, I'm just confused and new to BL.
I love you all though and if you see this MonstaNoodle gimme a txt and let me know your ok.
Now that was a fucking epic post, in many many fashions.
And I did not know of your tooth-death!

This is my besty fwendy everyone - Be kind: He's absolutely mental and absolutely lovely =D
 
being at a few parties where Red Arrow was on the decks and the lad is not bad.

thanks buddy, im going to try find some new music and maybe play for an hour or so at this party if i am not too busy talking to plants
 
Marmalade said:
can't find the original of this one unfortunately, just this small resize. this kitty followed us on a walk. it's at the top of heptenstall village[sp?] during a walk in Hebden bridge/hardcastle craggs one of my fave places to walk. friendliest cat ever. t'was a baking hawt day and the meadow just behind the cat was still uncut and ace
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Hello Marmalade!
I really do think that .. I know that cat! If it's around a lovely green place just near Hebden then That is ... I'll get back to you with a name (for the cat) but its one of my mums friends cats. It follows its owner whilst she's walking the dogs and it stops on the wall while her and the dogs walk near the river and back home a different way. Once she gets home with the dogs she often has to walk down the road to call the cat or it just sits there in a grump. Thats amazing. Great Pictures too, obviously all anonymity too you, but its a pretty big coincidence, I'm 99.9% SURE that is my mums old work mate's cat.

I'm so sure that I know that cat! Maybe i'm over reacting but I think thats a cool coincidence :D
 
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above cat wuz at the top of hebden, on the edge of heptenstall ... UBER friendly ... and if your mum's workmate's moggy is the same one that trotted with me and followed me along that wall, then that's rather strange and coincidental and awesome! ... [edit] also: i love random coincidences! [/edit]

I find church cats and cats that generally have the luxury of living on the boundary of a farm or field to be lucky mofos and always ALWAYS pleased to be stroked and appreciative of attention - will post some more pics of other church cats i've taken pics of during my walks when i get chance to sort thru them (skipton/otley spring to mind off hand).

it was an ace day walking tho .. butterflies everywhere and a perfect day to be walking through fields n whutnot. you only get a limited window of time to see meadows too, and it's one of the main reasons i remember that cat so much to be honest. it's my fave area of west yorks.

heptenstall is like a film set almost, because it's so fucking perfect and untouched. I only wish i had the dosh to live there <3
 
saw this stuck to a telegraph pole on the main road of a busy/popular walk, at the end of a really long day walking in the wolds once. nearly cried cuz I thought it was so lovely:

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Blackbirds are known for nesting in stupid places. at the height of summer you often find them in garden centres (in the outdoor bits). this one got a WTF when I first saw it .. nice idea though. was on the middle shelf of a display of plant pots for sale

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from my recent trip to Bruges. the church had an amazing amount of stained glass ... ran like a storybook throughout and all immaculately maintained.

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On the way back walking to the ferry/coach. lost teddy is lost
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Good pics Marmz, particularly 3-legged tortoise (with accurate drawing) and the blackbirds.

:)
based on the pic you posted of Ms SHM earlier in the thread, please let her know she's got a tremendously enviable rack and amazing legs (best 'get walking' ad I've ever seen)
 
I can be pretty good with metal and wood if you want something hand made to within 2 thou precision I'm your man.
 
I like the pen & ink work you do ... do you read comic books/graphic novels?

Actually no, I just draw like them :D I love the art styles but I cba with the narratives.

@ Yella I titled it Gothic Squid =D
 
This what I've been doing when I'm not on bluelight...
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Don't say I'm disturbed. It's just the poem 8)

(An ecstasy of fumbling)
 
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