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Our newest member Merrick has be sending me some stuff she wrote. It's very fucking good. I hope she will post here. Rabbit get her in End Cunt. Plus I want to take submissions and have a read page on Pax for other writers. I'm just waiting on Sloth.
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when did eminem find paxacidus?
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FEARFULLY I HIDE FROM THE STARS
NOT FROM WHAT THEY SEEM TO BE
FUCK, I SEE WHAT THEY ARE
MINE EYES SAW THE GLORY
BUT I SHUT THEM IN DENIAL
TYPICAL RESPONSE FROM AN ADOLESCENT CHILD
SO HERE I SIT IN A CELL OF MY DESIGN
SERVING A SENTENCE WITHOUT BEING TRIED no
RECOLLECTION, OF VICTIMS, LOST TIME INFLICTED, INFECTED, LEFT HERE TO DIE
DOOMED TO WAIT
KEPT PRISONER BY FATE
LEARNING TO LOVE.. PRETENDING TO HATE
A VISION OF TRUTH, BURIED IN LIES FORGOTTEN IN HASTE, USED TO DESPISE
I couldnt be more miserable... but happy sitting here
IM SHROUDED IN DOUBT And shit on by fear
INSIDE THIS TRUTH, DISGUST DOES LIE, A SLEEPING DOG WHO REFUSED TO DIE
A HOARSE SCREAM
FROM TIRED MOUTH
TRYING TO CLIMB OUT
BUT KNOWING WHAT ILL FIND OUT
DONT WANNA DRY OUT
Because the THE DRUGS I INJECTED, see... Are REALLY GETTING to me
Just like when I knew they protected me. I was so decieved, I believed... and they infected me
A SICKNESS PASSED FROM HAND TO HAND
With a Vision of Mom in bed with another man... or perhaps just too many FUCK No you cant's
Who knows...
I CANT SEE THE GHOSTS
But I CAN HEAR THEIR DEMANDS
SO IT IS WRITTEN
TAKE OFF THOSE PANTS,
BABY IS CHRISTENED
Then BABY IMPRISONED...
WHATS THE CAUSE, IS your name... to be your flaws... your simple self, is simply robbed..
NOW WE PAUSE… WHO IS TO BLAME
FOR THE SAME
FOR THE SAME
ORIGINAL CAUSE
RESIDUAL SYMPTOM INNOCENCE LOST
TO MADNESS SOME DRIVEN
HER DEMONS Rip me apart... AND BEFORE HER , WHERE DID IT START... a black and white picture shows little but art...
Its fucked like me, when he comes, and i leave
so ITS MY VOICE THAT ISNT HEARD now
AND ITS MY CHILD WHOSE INSECURE NOW
HERE IT IS, ITS MY TURN now
To see the wrong, still obscured now
I WISH I WAS
NEVER CONCEIVED
NEVER CONTAINED
NEVER THE BURDEN
NEVER ASHAMED
HUMBLED INTENTIONS make for a weak ass FOUNDATION
Voice SILENT MENTIONS THE MENTAL MOLESTATION
AGGRAVATED UNHEARD FRUSTRATIONS
Patience... and APATHY
GIVEN TO ME
UNDER tHE GUISE
OF SINCERITY
PERPETUALLY
MISLED TO BELIEVE
HUNG FROM A NOOSE
IN THE FAMILY TREE
WALLS OF ABUSE BROKEN DOWN.. PREYED UPON YOUTH LOST NEVER FOUND
IDEALS IMPLEMENTED INFLUENCED... DEMENTED
A PERFECT LIFE
BUT THERE WAS NOTHING STORY
BUT ONCE UPON A TIME
EVER AFTER
WHATS IT MATTER
DREAMS SHATTER
FRIENDS SCATTER
THE DISRESPECT IS ALL TOO SUBLIMINAL BELIEVING LIES FROM A PROVEN CRIMINAL PERCEIVING TWO TO BE INDIVIDUAL
Judge not lest ye be Just pitiful
NOWHERE TO GO,
LOATHING THIS HOME,
YOU STAY IN THE CROWD but you
PLAY ALL ALONE
whattataknow...
what IS LIFE
AM I INSANE WHOS TO BLAME
FOR THE SAME
Its as good as your GUESS... And the better it gets... the more of a mess, Just get undressed, get married be the best
9 to 5 too stressed to cry
I gave benefit doubtless times
And Came forward with countless Lies
who what when where and why...
HISTORY answers... just proved
ONE BY ONE WE ALL GOT SCREWED..
MIND WARP BIOLOGICAL ITS IMPOSSIBLE... TO BE CHEMICALLY CORRECTED FUCK LOGICAL
blue rooms, punching bags in hospitals,
Methadone GOWED... Wheres the end...
METH's LITTLE HO NOW... Gone to the pen
BUT WHERES THE END
I CANT RAISE MY DAUGHTER AND MYSELF AGAIN,
4 YEARS OLD... AND DEMONSTRATING, twisted ass fate, shell be menustrating... And re creating...
Yeah IM COMPLAINING.. HYPOCRITE POINTING FINGERS FOOLISH BLAMING..
Ghosts waiting, and placating, A prisoner
Passing the buck.... trying her luck.... stuck stuck DAMN MOTHERFUCKING FUCK...
DIDNT GIVE A FUCK
A Page of history... playing a genetic symphony, If I look AT THE BRANCHES
I SWEAR I CAN SEE
OR MAYBE
ITS JUST A MEMORY, FACES OF DEATH 3 ON TOO MUCH ECSTASY,
THAT STUCK WITH ME...
PEOPLE WITH THE SAME HIPS AS ME,
AND I THINKTHAT ITS JUST DISGUSTING, BUT THERE THEY ARE ON MY FAMILY TREE, HERE IN THE FUCKING CELL WITH ME BLUE IN THE FACE AND DEAD AS CAN BE... LUCKY LUCKY LUCKY ME
mOMMY eXPLAIN... DADDY YOURE INSANE
i CANT FIND A VEIN AND WHOS TO BLAME.
fOR THE SAME... FOR THE SAME
NOT FROM WHAT THEY SEEM TO BE
FUCK, I SEE WHAT THEY ARE
MINE EYES SAW THE GLORY
BUT I SHUT THEM IN DENIAL
TYPICAL RESPONSE FROM AN ADOLESCENT CHILD
SO HERE I SIT IN A CELL OF MY DESIGN
SERVING A SENTENCE WITHOUT BEING TRIED no
RECOLLECTION, OF VICTIMS, LOST TIME INFLICTED, INFECTED, LEFT HERE TO DIE
DOOMED TO WAIT
KEPT PRISONER BY FATE
LEARNING TO LOVE.. PRETENDING TO HATE
A VISION OF TRUTH, BURIED IN LIES FORGOTTEN IN HASTE, USED TO DESPISE
I couldnt be more miserable... but happy sitting here
IM SHROUDED IN DOUBT And shit on by fear
INSIDE THIS TRUTH, DISGUST DOES LIE, A SLEEPING DOG WHO REFUSED TO DIE
A HOARSE SCREAM
FROM TIRED MOUTH
TRYING TO CLIMB OUT
BUT KNOWING WHAT ILL FIND OUT
DONT WANNA DRY OUT
Because the THE DRUGS I INJECTED, see... Are REALLY GETTING to me
Just like when I knew they protected me. I was so decieved, I believed... and they infected me
A SICKNESS PASSED FROM HAND TO HAND
With a Vision of Mom in bed with another man... or perhaps just too many FUCK No you cant's
Who knows...
I CANT SEE THE GHOSTS
But I CAN HEAR THEIR DEMANDS
SO IT IS WRITTEN
TAKE OFF THOSE PANTS,
BABY IS CHRISTENED
Then BABY IMPRISONED...
WHATS THE CAUSE, IS your name... to be your flaws... your simple self, is simply robbed..
NOW WE PAUSE… WHO IS TO BLAME
FOR THE SAME
FOR THE SAME
ORIGINAL CAUSE
RESIDUAL SYMPTOM INNOCENCE LOST
TO MADNESS SOME DRIVEN
HER DEMONS Rip me apart... AND BEFORE HER , WHERE DID IT START... a black and white picture shows little but art...
Its fucked like me, when he comes, and i leave
so ITS MY VOICE THAT ISNT HEARD now
AND ITS MY CHILD WHOSE INSECURE NOW
HERE IT IS, ITS MY TURN now
To see the wrong, still obscured now
I WISH I WAS
NEVER CONCEIVED
NEVER CONTAINED
NEVER THE BURDEN
NEVER ASHAMED
HUMBLED INTENTIONS make for a weak ass FOUNDATION
Voice SILENT MENTIONS THE MENTAL MOLESTATION
AGGRAVATED UNHEARD FRUSTRATIONS
Patience... and APATHY
GIVEN TO ME
UNDER tHE GUISE
OF SINCERITY
PERPETUALLY
MISLED TO BELIEVE
HUNG FROM A NOOSE
IN THE FAMILY TREE
WALLS OF ABUSE BROKEN DOWN.. PREYED UPON YOUTH LOST NEVER FOUND
IDEALS IMPLEMENTED INFLUENCED... DEMENTED
A PERFECT LIFE
BUT THERE WAS NOTHING STORY
BUT ONCE UPON A TIME
EVER AFTER
WHATS IT MATTER
DREAMS SHATTER
FRIENDS SCATTER
THE DISRESPECT IS ALL TOO SUBLIMINAL BELIEVING LIES FROM A PROVEN CRIMINAL PERCEIVING TWO TO BE INDIVIDUAL
Judge not lest ye be Just pitiful
NOWHERE TO GO,
LOATHING THIS HOME,
YOU STAY IN THE CROWD but you
PLAY ALL ALONE
whattataknow...
what IS LIFE
AM I INSANE WHOS TO BLAME
FOR THE SAME
Its as good as your GUESS... And the better it gets... the more of a mess, Just get undressed, get married be the best
9 to 5 too stressed to cry
I gave benefit doubtless times
And Came forward with countless Lies
who what when where and why...
HISTORY answers... just proved
ONE BY ONE WE ALL GOT SCREWED..
MIND WARP BIOLOGICAL ITS IMPOSSIBLE... TO BE CHEMICALLY CORRECTED FUCK LOGICAL
blue rooms, punching bags in hospitals,
Methadone GOWED... Wheres the end...
METH's LITTLE HO NOW... Gone to the pen
BUT WHERES THE END
I CANT RAISE MY DAUGHTER AND MYSELF AGAIN,
4 YEARS OLD... AND DEMONSTRATING, twisted ass fate, shell be menustrating... And re creating...
Yeah IM COMPLAINING.. HYPOCRITE POINTING FINGERS FOOLISH BLAMING..
Ghosts waiting, and placating, A prisoner
Passing the buck.... trying her luck.... stuck stuck DAMN MOTHERFUCKING FUCK...
DIDNT GIVE A FUCK
A Page of history... playing a genetic symphony, If I look AT THE BRANCHES
I SWEAR I CAN SEE
OR MAYBE
ITS JUST A MEMORY, FACES OF DEATH 3 ON TOO MUCH ECSTASY,
THAT STUCK WITH ME...
PEOPLE WITH THE SAME HIPS AS ME,
AND I THINKTHAT ITS JUST DISGUSTING, BUT THERE THEY ARE ON MY FAMILY TREE, HERE IN THE FUCKING CELL WITH ME BLUE IN THE FACE AND DEAD AS CAN BE... LUCKY LUCKY LUCKY ME
mOMMY eXPLAIN... DADDY YOURE INSANE
i CANT FIND A VEIN AND WHOS TO BLAME.
fOR THE SAME... FOR THE SAME
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I liked 8 Mile. Anybody ever seen Cool as Ice? That was a fucking terrific movie. I loved the part where Vanilla kicked some ass with a baseball bat. Vanilla Ice is one bad ass mofo!!!!
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eminem should find pax acidus, this guy is brilliant.
However negative of a connotation that comment held, it finds a happy little home in my heart. Thanks much. Im glad to be misconstrued and wrongly placed in a halfway righteous category.
I think if you look at what Eminem has really done... without being biased against the hip hop urban street kid image, you have to admit he is definitely of Pax Acidus.
They told him he couldnt rap because he was white, he told them to kiss his ass. He made a point by telling the world of rap and urban culture, they were missing one very important thing:
... it is no longer an issue of color... nor has it been for a long time. Just the same as always, its an economic issue, its a social class issue, its an ethics issue...
THAT is what should be addressed and THAT is what should be fought to recognize...
With a guy like Eminem getting up and giving us an icon to fawn over, comes the recognition of the world being our goddam oyster and just because our parents live in a trailer park and our immediate experience with the world is fucked... isnt a good enough excuse to keep fucking ourselves.
there is another way to live. a million other ways to live...
Just because we live in a 5 bedroom house and our parents make $100,000 a year doesnt mean we have to kiss anyones ass and be PC... just to fit into the lifestyle INFLICTED upon us.
Eminem stands up and says "HEY, GUESS WHAT... I DONT HAVE TO LET YOUR OPINION OF ME BECOME MY OWN. I DONT NEED YOUR SHIT. IM WHITE...and I AM A RAPPER... and I do drugs, and I have a daughter, and I DONT NEED TO DO SHIT YOUR WAY TO SUCCEED... "
its people like him who should be on the bus.
If we want to have a real revolution, we need revolutionaries...and being too critical of people who wont take shit from anyone and understand the real deal of being completely alone in your struggle for success and satisfaction, just fucks us in the end.
Every day one more republican is born
or bought
for every one of them, we should bring to light another ten people who are not quite brain washed yet.
Teenage angst, anger and hostility, when finely tuned can either run the NRA, or it can throw one hell of wrench in the works.
However negative of a connotation that comment held, it finds a happy little home in my heart. Thanks much. Im glad to be misconstrued and wrongly placed in a halfway righteous category.
I think if you look at what Eminem has really done... without being biased against the hip hop urban street kid image, you have to admit he is definitely of Pax Acidus.
They told him he couldnt rap because he was white, he told them to kiss his ass. He made a point by telling the world of rap and urban culture, they were missing one very important thing:
... it is no longer an issue of color... nor has it been for a long time. Just the same as always, its an economic issue, its a social class issue, its an ethics issue...
THAT is what should be addressed and THAT is what should be fought to recognize...
With a guy like Eminem getting up and giving us an icon to fawn over, comes the recognition of the world being our goddam oyster and just because our parents live in a trailer park and our immediate experience with the world is fucked... isnt a good enough excuse to keep fucking ourselves.
there is another way to live. a million other ways to live...
Just because we live in a 5 bedroom house and our parents make $100,000 a year doesnt mean we have to kiss anyones ass and be PC... just to fit into the lifestyle INFLICTED upon us.
Eminem stands up and says "HEY, GUESS WHAT... I DONT HAVE TO LET YOUR OPINION OF ME BECOME MY OWN. I DONT NEED YOUR SHIT. IM WHITE...and I AM A RAPPER... and I do drugs, and I have a daughter, and I DONT NEED TO DO SHIT YOUR WAY TO SUCCEED... "
its people like him who should be on the bus.
If we want to have a real revolution, we need revolutionaries...and being too critical of people who wont take shit from anyone and understand the real deal of being completely alone in your struggle for success and satisfaction, just fucks us in the end.
Every day one more republican is born
or bought
for every one of them, we should bring to light another ten people who are not quite brain washed yet.
Teenage angst, anger and hostility, when finely tuned can either run the NRA, or it can throw one hell of wrench in the works.
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Just one thing, that line..."mine eyes saw the glory"
It reminds me of a Smiths lyric
"Mine eyes have seen the glory
of the sacred wonderkind
you took me behind
a disused railway line..."
It reminds me of a Smiths lyric
"Mine eyes have seen the glory
of the sacred wonderkind
you took me behind
a disused railway line..."
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Actually, I wrote the comment about eminem to see how it would be taken. I purposely didn't try to give it a positive or negative connotation.
Well, it seems it had somewhat of a negative connotation for you, but that you accepted it and turned it positive...thats a good thing. I'm not a fan of rap at all, but I do respect many rappers artistic ability and ability to take inspiration from things most people would just turn their heads away from.
Art is art, and shit is shit.
profound statement for the day.
Well, it seems it had somewhat of a negative connotation for you, but that you accepted it and turned it positive...thats a good thing. I'm not a fan of rap at all, but I do respect many rappers artistic ability and ability to take inspiration from things most people would just turn their heads away from.
Art is art, and shit is shit.
profound statement for the day.
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Mav only loves rap music when it's P Diddy doing a cover version of a Sting song.
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Antiskeeze ... I don't think Eminem is horrible but he ain't the God's gift of enlightenment to the white man that you make him out to be. He came out of the trailer park and made a mint. Fine. I wish I had his money ... but I wouldn't want him driving the Pax Acidus bus no more than martino would want me behind the wheel. He can kindly have a sit with the rest of us, though.
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Emimen was the great white hope. Too bad his career is over at such a young age. Nobody can recover from the crap that is the movie and soundtrack called 8 Mile.
8 Mile is the story of an insignificant person doing insignificant things. In comparison Marshall Mathers is Christ.
Where are the references to rave and ecstasy culture that is so present is Emimen's earlier work? Where is the censorship, the mother issues, the father issues, the burning hatred that fills the music of his first three brilliant albums? The movie trivializes Emimen's life by making it a PG-13 Hollywood made for TV after school special.
This is the man-child who was almost banned in Amsterdam for taking too much ecstasy! This is man who traveled to Europe with a month supply of Taco Bell and Mountain Dew.
Emimen was given every chance to save White America from itself and all he did was make it okay for white people to act like wiggers.
Gee thanks alot. I want my fucking money back so I can give it to someone who deserves it... like DJ Keoki... who at least tried to do the right thing... and was almost completely ignored by everyone.
8 Mile is the story of an insignificant person doing insignificant things. In comparison Marshall Mathers is Christ.
Where are the references to rave and ecstasy culture that is so present is Emimen's earlier work? Where is the censorship, the mother issues, the father issues, the burning hatred that fills the music of his first three brilliant albums? The movie trivializes Emimen's life by making it a PG-13 Hollywood made for TV after school special.
This is the man-child who was almost banned in Amsterdam for taking too much ecstasy! This is man who traveled to Europe with a month supply of Taco Bell and Mountain Dew.
Emimen was given every chance to save White America from itself and all he did was make it okay for white people to act like wiggers.
Gee thanks alot. I want my fucking money back so I can give it to someone who deserves it... like DJ Keoki... who at least tried to do the right thing... and was almost completely ignored by everyone.
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Brett I would love to watch that Vanilla Ice film with you. Let's make it a date when I get my wife back to the great Northwest.