It's hard for me to make this dicision, but after some thought I have finally made it.

I'm gone.

That was the decision, now here is the rant. You see, things just aint the same. Times are changing. And I always have a problem adjusting to things when they change. I like things being the same. Y'know what I recently found out? Playing the Atari with a friend is waaaayyy funner then any games for the PS2 and whatnot. Cause I stick with the old school. But only because I don't like the change. I mean, for all my time in middle school my wardrobe was directly out of the 80's. I was mega-retro. (Although, part of that was due to the fact I'm poor and I was wearing my brother's hand-me-downs.) But I never wanted to go to middle school in the first place, I wanted to stay in fifth grade. I didn't want change.

This poetry board has changed a lot. I tell you I barely recognize any of the names of the folk here. But even so, I could only name a handful of people I ever consistently checked upon checked with anyway. And that handfull of people aint even here no more. And even when new people come along I can check upon check it with, it still aint the same. Cause they go.

I think seriosly am pretty sure that varentao is like the only dude who consistently is reading my material. I honestly wish I had the vigilence and diligence to read all of his. But I'm a bastard and I can't.

In fact, I don't even know why I'm writing this. There isn't going to be anyone reading it. Then again maybe I'm only doing this for myself. It's therapuetic or something to vent. And if that is the case, it only proves I'm a bastard.

Y'know nearly everything I've said to people on this forum has been sincere. I don't know how many other people can say that, but it's true. I wonder if anyone ever appreciated what I wrote. Because I tried to write more than just a few lines that summed nothing more than "yeah, good job" and that scheiße. Stupid scheiße at that. I always tried to write something that actual ment something whenever I replied to anyone's peice. Because I generally was able to appreciate the effort, the work, and the creativity people put into their poetry. Anyone that ever appreciated what I wrote, good or bad, then thank you for checking upon checking me. And for those that I was nothing more than the proverbial notch in one's mousepad... well... fuck it.

Y'know what else? I'm not a poet. Y'might think cause I'm on a poetry board that I'm a poet. But I'm not. I'm nothing really. At first, I was just someone who had words in his head and could coincedentfully type nearly as fast as he thinks. Then, for a while, I became someone who wanted to test the boundries of poetry. And break the limits and see how far he can go with creativity of the words and still call it poetry. (Even when there were no words.)

But in all the pieces I ever wrote... I was not a poet. I'm not a poet now. And I probably never will be a poet.

Anyway, sorry for the rant. The bottom line is I'm gone. I'm going to go and surf the proverbial information super highway of Al Gore's called The Internet. Maybe I'll find some place else to chill. But I highly doubt it. I'll come back here eventually. But when I do things will have changed. Things will be so distorted and disfigured I won't even recognize the poetry board to rapbattles.com. And I will surely be forgotten.

But... the last thing I want to say is this, and I'm sincere when I say it, there are a lot of talented poets and troubadours on this site in this forum. But this place can't nurture and grow their talents without everyone helping each other out with a kind word here and there, whether that word is constructive or flattery.

Oh... and if anyone reading this is a black female bodybuilder with bulging biceps and a fetish for anal sex and strap-ons, you should email me sometime.

AtraNecromancer@aol.com

~Islam~

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Originally posted by Bruklor Nec is just dumb

I'm taking that as a compliment.