IF YOU PARTICIPATE IN SOCIAL NETWORK, TWEET / LIKE (etc.) BUTTONS, please do not simply “page-down” through the various articles, then stop and read one, and click a button there. Though I appreciate the participation, I ask you...
Instead, please click the title; the header; the name of the artcle; the text which is bold, at the top of each entry, then proceed with reading the body, specific to the title so the social network buttons point to what you want (otherwise, only the root web site itself is in focus).
Only from within each individual article will the many mind-blowing, interactive features become visible, and operate as desired.
Directive: I want you to click the "Like" and "Tweet" buttons, PER TITLE, not per web site, as many do in error (although, done in good will).
Additional: The viewing experience is enhanced, as clicking an article title provides a list of "Related Items".
WHY SO Important?
The Social Network (e.g. Facebook, Twitter, Google+, Reddit, Delicious, etc.): the Name of the Game.
I STILL DON'T CARE
Right you are to care so little about it, but I beg you follow this one little plea:
Click the title, first, then when on the singular, article-page, read and click social network buttons from the Article view. This ensures any Tweet / Like actions will point to the appropriate article per your wish. Many thanks for your cooperation!
Gonna make me a list.
Gonna check it twice.
Gonna get an automatic weapon.
Set to ice.
Whose names these are, I think I know.
Let your home be six-feet-below.
And after I've extinguished those, and ye.
I wish to be burned, and and set to sea.
If I were the Duke of Nuts, and I am, I might be inclined to recite:
“Now, now, Little Nut: what might Buddha think of the motivation in your intention, here?”
And the little Nut might reply:
“Make no intimations that you desire should evoke sensations.”
And, what's the frequency, Geoffrey?
Benzadrine, not administered;
not here; not irrelevant.
Still, “never understood the frequency”;
So not up-to-speed.
Telling-Delusions of Grandeur,
thus, enter the fold.
As such, over dose is unbecoming.
Like you, and we:
at once profound,
how lost that time,
without a sound:
what's been told?
Thank you for being so ignorant,
Hatred here: quasi-superior.
Nothing like virtue, but for pleasure
indulge in subjugation.
Grateful for what reckoning be wrought
Loathe the ignorant mutation.
Eventually the lowly fiddler
endeavors to break free:
Amusing so to scoff at thee;
your wretched company!
Yet, he loves you.
He hates only He.
And in escape;
to wax so verily:
excite the sensibility!
Such Hyper-Mania negates
where is black;
who is blue;
been read all over:
have you too?
The Grande Foreboding
it grows ever only closer!
Stop it to die.
Bring on the closure.
§ © 2013 by Sabarese §Tweet
Sometimes they move real slow
Sometimes those hands: so fast
That goddamn clock...
mocking my ass!
Observe all the damage.
A drop weighs a ton,
And what have You done?
And what is yet to come?
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Okay, here's my new thing: I'm going to appropriate some of the most whack shit you've ever seen from the Japanese Harijuku / Lolitas (e.g. YouTube: search "Shit people say to Lolitas")... and, i shall produce a new bit of art. I have been inspired by the following, as a befitting soundtrack: (Why? Because “I'm such a Hobo [Bro]-lita!”)
Musical Artist, Primus.
Track title, The Toys go Winding Down