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    Wax lyrical and freedom.

    Grey queues and anonymous boxes, the sound of Nina Simone drifting.
    Freedom curtailed and permissions revoked, gale force winds and rain and Versace suit mix like oil.
    Dark grey skies, God painted a monotone for the urban crawl, everything is dark, foreboding, depressed.

    "Birds flying high you know how I feel
    Sun in the sky you know how I feel
    Reeds driftin on by you know how I feel..."

    Out of nowhere, pillion with her man, brightly coloured arms in violent pink outstretched, soaring like an eagle, fingertips dancing with the joy of being free.

    For a moment my soul connects and soars too.
    It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.

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    Violent pink over arm reflectors... ewwwwww, so very ghey, must have been a sporty eh.

    Otherwise that was just beautiful.. *sniff* just beautiful... (actually I liked it, thanks).
    Last edited by chubby; 7th October 2008 at 08:29. Reason: came over all teary eyed
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    Quote Originally Posted by madbikeboy View Post
    Grey queues and anonymous boxes, the sound of Nina Simone drifting.
    Freedom curtailed and permissions revoked, gale force winds and rain and Versace suit mix like oil.
    Dark grey skies, God painted a monotone for the urban crawl, everything is dark, foreboding, depressed.

    "Birds flying high you know how I feel
    Sun in the sky you know how I feel
    Reeds driftin on by you know how I feel..."

    Out of nowhere, pillion with her man, brightly coloured arms in violent pink outstretched, soaring like an eagle, fingertips dancing with the joy of being free.

    For a moment my soul connects and soars too.
    Did you get a leg over this morning?

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    To ask a question like that you must be married.

    Hey, sorry I missed out on contacting you last weekend at Taupo, had a surprise birthday party that would have turned into a lynch mob had I been late...
    It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.

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    Quote Originally Posted by madbikeboy View Post
    To ask a question like that you must be married.
    To have come up with post #1, you're clearly not.




    (BTW, that Six Feet Under album is well cool).
    Last edited by Katman; 7th October 2008 at 11:34.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Katman View Post
    To have come up with post #1, you're clearly not.




    (BTW, that Six Feet Under album is well cool).
    If you like it, try Miles Davis, Kind of Blue. Hmm. A biker that doesn't drink, loves Jazz; have I just failed some sort of test?
    It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.

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    Freedom curtailed and permissions revoked....sounds married to me.
    Can understand you listening to Nina's "feeling good' while stuck in that 4 wheel hell tho.

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    Quote Originally Posted by eelracing View Post
    Freedom curtailed and permissions revoked....sounds married to me.
    Can understand you listening to Nina's "feeling good' while stuck in that 4 wheel hell tho.
    Freedom curtailed = stuck in the cage, permissions revoked = sitting in the dinky queue with all the other suckers, rather than racing down the bus lane or filtering while chuckling at all the cagers sitting there staring at my receeding taillight...
    It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.

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    Fair enough,but cant ya keep a couple of versace's at work for just such occasions.
    BTW blue in green is one of my all time fav's.

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    Birds flying high you know how I feel
    Sun in the sky you know how I feel
    Reeds drifting on by you know how I feel

    Its a new dawn
    Its a new day
    Its a new life
    For me
    And I'm feeling good

    Fish in the sea you know how I feel
    River running free you know how I feel
    Blossom in the tree you know how I feel

    Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, dont you know
    Butterflies all havin fun you know what I mean
    Sleep in peace when day is done
    Thats what I mean

    And this old world is a new world
    And a bold world
    For me

    Stars when you shine you know how I feel
    Scent of the pine you know how I feel
    Oh freedom is mine
    And I know how I feel
    It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.

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