--y0lk-----------------------------------------------------------------------
y0lk 63: ELiTE LiT from the master himself
BaLLiSTiCK oF TYPHoiD PReSeNTS: BLeeD.LiT, a TYPHoiD PRoDuCTioN.
yeah, so i used to write poems for ansi groups. everyone has a past.
for those who didnt already know, i didnt just pick up a computer one day and
start writing e-zines. i followed a long, traumatic progression of computer
activity. from door games, to warez, to lit, to ansi, to ascii, and THEN to
my current situation. so all i am today, all that i stand for in the C0MPUT3R
UNDERGR0UND, is all just one big accident. good for me.
looking back on my humiliating past, i figured it would be a good idea
to release some of my old poems in a y0lk issue. so here i am, and here it is.
on with the issue.
just a note before i start... this isnt even close to all the LiT ive
released, just a randomly-selected compilation. if anyones actually
interested, maybe someday ill release my entire poetry archive. or whatever
i can find. and one more thing: remember i was only 10-13 years old when i was
writing this stuff, so go easy on me
--dark-----------------------------------------------------------------------
uhh, dark. i dunno.
close to death
all is grey
hold my breath
now I pray
all alone
i see a face
eyes like stone
death I can taste
am i dead?
is this a dream?
all is red.
none is what it seems.
a cold chill
a dim light
a fresh kill
on a cold night
i lose my hope
i then let go
death is near...
that i know
my stream of life
shall disappear
no battles fought
no struggles here
and then it ends
there is no more
my soul slips by
i close the door.
--birth of the dark one------------------------------------------------------
look. the satan theme traces back into my earlier days.
Alone at night
A dim light
The mother forlorn
When the devil was born
She cries and cries
Tears of blood
In her eyes
Evil she must love
She looks in fear
With the softness of lace
The devil looks back
At its mothers face
Its eyes light up
When it all becomes real
It strikes its mother down
His fate was sealed.
--emperor--------------------------------------------------------------------
lets be crude angry for a moment.
All hail me
The emperor of shit
Look at all my crap
As i control you with it
My kingdom of dirt
Is the realm of the naive
Here is my shit
Get down on your knees
And in your dreams
You pray and wish
One day Ill have
a kingdom of shit.
uhm, yeah. i decided to release a whole bunch of these and split the
files into three parts, so, y0lk s 63-65 will be stupid poetry. yay me.
--index----------------------------------------------------------------------
.db.
title author
01 the other white meat creed
02 several k-leet hax0rs sittin around a campfire and groovin creed
03 nuclear weapons, global destruction, op wars. creed
04 a young man, an infant, a yak... all living in sin creed
05 household uses for afghanistanian food creed
06 pour cement down my anus hooch
07 hail santa! creed
08 hasidism and sysops - a pair for the nineties? hooch
09 lunchables rock. creed
10 t-shirts and toejam bedlam
11 nap-time - the dog prank - exclusive interview hooch
12 movie reviews showgirls!@ - win95 vs. os/2 sorta hooch
13 straight outta compton - dialchix - muh dawg!@ hooch
14 im a tall, goofy, dorky, chink phorce
15 bedazzled by the eliteness creed
16 how to blow your nuts out with cornstarch and orangina creed
17 i am a warez pup - who are you? hooch
18 lemmings phorce
19 the science of astrology belial
20 the notorious anticlimactic bastards of the zine scene cd/h0
21 dUcK 54uc3?!!? phorce
22 top 5000 reasons why i should kill myself creed
23 citrus fruits for sale phorce
24 group masturbation belial
25 ethereal experiences for perverted pyromaniacs creed
26 catering for the warez eleet phorce
27 brief mental pause belial
28 the army day camp belial
29 the geek theory, hickies, and another long day creed
30 nets, zines, and that chick from wings hooch
31 mentos! the freedom giver! mercuri
32 ramblings of a poseur bedlam
33 sitcoms, stereotypes, and satan creed
34 fuck you - a note to all yall on zines hooch
35 apples, oranges, and pears phorce
36 the little cultist that couldnt creed
37 careening through hyperspace at a slug-like rate creed
38 snowday phorce
39 creed is g0d creed
40 big hurt is ruler of the earth bighurt
41 dead people, nasty thoughts, and colored glue bighurt
42 bbs softwares/internet hooch
43 abandon thy gods! from yonder cometh y0lk! creed
44 mogels own very special personalized 1 y0lk issue phorce
45 your burro is no jackass! creed
46 rollerskates, indians, eagles and cougars creed
47 outer space, ice cream, streetcars and gophers creed
48 Evan the genius becomes enlightened and melts his face off creed
49 6 insignificant ziners in a bowling microcosm of life creed
50 the best of the worst creed
51 the prince of darkness versus some guy named dave trip
52 ode to my feet creed
53 hopelessly lost poots
54 the schoolhouse r0x! phorce
55 campbells chicken-noodle soup omen of death creed
56 dead cats juke
57 my inner taco handle
58 my place, or yours? mercuri
59 how to really use that spiffy monopoly money lumpy
60 struggle wif the giant pink elephant lucifer
61 why did the chicken cross the road? insane
62 y0lk test pattern mutter
63 ELiTE LiT from the master himself creed
TT
--infoez---------------------------------------------------------------------
if you see your name on that chart, you are a y0lk member, whether you
like it or not. if you are a y0lk member, you have a y0lk member board, et
cetera.
phoenix 201 is the official eleet telecom section of y0lk
hooch is the stupendous chief shephard of y0lk.
phorce is the head samurai of y0lk! beware!
mindcrime is an official y0lk member, cuz hes just so damn wacky-ass.
creed is god. get used to it.
email creed@nexxus.novasys.com to contact me. yep.
to get all the rest of the y0lks, ftp to ftp.openix.com /ftp/phorce/y0lk
or... call our world headquarters, erebus, at 201-762-1373. k-rad.
OR... leave a message on my vmb: 1-800-925-9999,,,476
y0lk 63: ELiTE LiT from the master himself
BaLLiSTiCK oF TYPHoiD PReSeNTS: BLeeD.LiT, a TYPHoiD PRoDuCTioN.
yeah, so i used to write poems for ansi groups. everyone has a past.
for those who didnt already know, i didnt just pick up a computer one day and
start writing e-zines. i followed a long, traumatic progression of computer
activity. from door games, to warez, to lit, to ansi, to ascii, and THEN to
my current situation. so all i am today, all that i stand for in the C0MPUT3R
UNDERGR0UND, is all just one big accident. good for me.
looking back on my humiliating past, i figured it would be a good idea
to release some of my old poems in a y0lk issue. so here i am, and here it is.
on with the issue.
just a note before i start... this isnt even close to all the LiT ive
released, just a randomly-selected compilation. if anyones actually
interested, maybe someday ill release my entire poetry archive. or whatever
i can find. and one more thing: remember i was only 10-13 years old when i was
writing this stuff, so go easy on me
--dark-----------------------------------------------------------------------
uhh, dark. i dunno.
close to death
all is grey
hold my breath
now I pray
all alone
i see a face
eyes like stone
death I can taste
am i dead?
is this a dream?
all is red.
none is what it seems.
a cold chill
a dim light
a fresh kill
on a cold night
i lose my hope
i then let go
death is near...
that i know
my stream of life
shall disappear
no battles fought
no struggles here
and then it ends
there is no more
my soul slips by
i close the door.
--birth of the dark one------------------------------------------------------
look. the satan theme traces back into my earlier days.
Alone at night
A dim light
The mother forlorn
When the devil was born
She cries and cries
Tears of blood
In her eyes
Evil she must love
She looks in fear
With the softness of lace
The devil looks back
At its mothers face
Its eyes light up
When it all becomes real
It strikes its mother down
His fate was sealed.
--emperor--------------------------------------------------------------------
lets be crude angry for a moment.
All hail me
The emperor of shit
Look at all my crap
As i control you with it
My kingdom of dirt
Is the realm of the naive
Here is my shit
Get down on your knees
And in your dreams
You pray and wish
One day Ill have
a kingdom of shit.
uhm, yeah. i decided to release a whole bunch of these and split the
files into three parts, so, y0lk s 63-65 will be stupid poetry. yay me.
--index----------------------------------------------------------------------
.db.
title author
01 the other white meat creed
02 several k-leet hax0rs sittin around a campfire and groovin creed
03 nuclear weapons, global destruction, op wars. creed
04 a young man, an infant, a yak... all living in sin creed
05 household uses for afghanistanian food creed
06 pour cement down my anus hooch
07 hail santa! creed
08 hasidism and sysops - a pair for the nineties? hooch
09 lunchables rock. creed
10 t-shirts and toejam bedlam
11 nap-time - the dog prank - exclusive interview hooch
12 movie reviews showgirls!@ - win95 vs. os/2 sorta hooch
13 straight outta compton - dialchix - muh dawg!@ hooch
14 im a tall, goofy, dorky, chink phorce
15 bedazzled by the eliteness creed
16 how to blow your nuts out with cornstarch and orangina creed
17 i am a warez pup - who are you? hooch
18 lemmings phorce
19 the science of astrology belial
20 the notorious anticlimactic bastards of the zine scene cd/h0
21 dUcK 54uc3?!!? phorce
22 top 5000 reasons why i should kill myself creed
23 citrus fruits for sale phorce
24 group masturbation belial
25 ethereal experiences for perverted pyromaniacs creed
26 catering for the warez eleet phorce
27 brief mental pause belial
28 the army day camp belial
29 the geek theory, hickies, and another long day creed
30 nets, zines, and that chick from wings hooch
31 mentos! the freedom giver! mercuri
32 ramblings of a poseur bedlam
33 sitcoms, stereotypes, and satan creed
34 fuck you - a note to all yall on zines hooch
35 apples, oranges, and pears phorce
36 the little cultist that couldnt creed
37 careening through hyperspace at a slug-like rate creed
38 snowday phorce
39 creed is g0d creed
40 big hurt is ruler of the earth bighurt
41 dead people, nasty thoughts, and colored glue bighurt
42 bbs softwares/internet hooch
43 abandon thy gods! from yonder cometh y0lk! creed
44 mogels own very special personalized 1 y0lk issue phorce
45 your burro is no jackass! creed
46 rollerskates, indians, eagles and cougars creed
47 outer space, ice cream, streetcars and gophers creed
48 Evan the genius becomes enlightened and melts his face off creed
49 6 insignificant ziners in a bowling microcosm of life creed
50 the best of the worst creed
51 the prince of darkness versus some guy named dave trip
52 ode to my feet creed
53 hopelessly lost poots
54 the schoolhouse r0x! phorce
55 campbells chicken-noodle soup omen of death creed
56 dead cats juke
57 my inner taco handle
58 my place, or yours? mercuri
59 how to really use that spiffy monopoly money lumpy
60 struggle wif the giant pink elephant lucifer
61 why did the chicken cross the road? insane
62 y0lk test pattern mutter
63 ELiTE LiT from the master himself creed
TT
--infoez---------------------------------------------------------------------
if you see your name on that chart, you are a y0lk member, whether you
like it or not. if you are a y0lk member, you have a y0lk member board, et
cetera.
phoenix 201 is the official eleet telecom section of y0lk
hooch is the stupendous chief shephard of y0lk.
phorce is the head samurai of y0lk! beware!
mindcrime is an official y0lk member, cuz hes just so damn wacky-ass.
creed is god. get used to it.
email creed@nexxus.novasys.com to contact me. yep.
to get all the rest of the y0lks, ftp to ftp.openix.com /ftp/phorce/y0lk
or... call our world headquarters, erebus, at 201-762-1373. k-rad.
OR... leave a message on my vmb: 1-800-925-9999,,,476
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