S & D

Solitude & Decay

LIFE©Toppy,1997.
Breath when you can
Play when you desire
Sleep when you need
Think when you retire

Critical Corner

Ok, if anyone has anything witty or interesting to say about this page, then mail it to me or sign it in the book. I'll post it here for public scrutiny. Any other inquiries I will deal with accordingly. Peace and love and all that crap.

Bones and Blood ©Toppy,1998.
All I feel
Are bones and blood
What is an eye
But the mind's sky
What are my ears
But my spirits tears
What is my voice
But my conscience's choice
That's how I stand
As flesh and blood
That's how I rest
With my bones under wood

MIND BLOW GO

Of course I will be taking in any bits and pieces of poetry and sh*t that come flying my way. Slam one at me and if you blow my mind, I'll post it right here. Can't promise you anyone will read it, but it'll make me happy.

Wizz, bang, flop, wop.

Sacrifice©Toppy,1997.
Blood of man
Blood of omen
Drips upon
An alter stolen
To stop the flow
Is to change your way
And this is done
At your dismay

Dark Matters

Is there anybody out there into conspiracy theories. I've got a few freakish tales and the occasional loony tune, I'm willing to share and given time I'll be posting a few odds and ends. Till then, we'll just see what comes up. Given open eyes and a few good years of subsistence living within societies mill, who knows what mysteries we may yet unravel, struggling with the forces that be till the truth lays gasping before us.

The question still remains. If the truth is really out there, amongst a maelstrom of chaotic bureaucracies and ancient empires. Then there will be a lot of truth. The hardest thing won't be finding the truth, there will be plenty of that..

The hardest job will be working out what's funny and what's not.

Bert is evil. The proof is all here

Domestic Bliss ©Toppy,1997.


TIME©Toppy,1997.
Will your lies hide
In the shadow of the dawn
Now the storm is over
Is what you said
What you really mean
Is everything
What it seems
No more tears of blood
Or joyful hate
No desire
To even masturbate
All is new
The seeds are sown
Now it's time
To watch a world grow
Into a sun that shines so harsh
In a time that knows no path
But flows ever onward
Leaving it's mark on all of us

CyberZone

OK, any of you fragged up chummers, in for the long haul? Anyone keen on sci-fi, fantasy, all styles, should consider this little corner a haven for disaster. Inquiries dealing with role playing and science fiction. will be enthusiastically dealt with.

Shadowland-Where shadowrunners can meet and shoot the sh*t

2XS-CyberMegazine,deals with gaming and stuff

Sci-Fi Channel-The Dominion

Technologie's edge ©Toppy,1997.

Rile ©Toppy,1997.

Pleased to be mortal©Toppy,1997.
I am not thankful for lies
You call it living
I call it death
We don't live
Until we die
Still we're not free
Even then
We are not here to be pleased
For in the end
Immortals we may be
So in the end
Only mortals bleed
For all eternity's sake
Guard your soul from false need

Mystic Shadows

Ok, the real dope on magic. Eventually, once I've navigated through this pile of drull mysticism, then I'll post sights and tidbits. Till then I'd love to hear from anybody who follows a path. It doesn't matter which. Wicca, Qabala, Crowley, it makes no difference to me. I have a love for open discussion and willingness to accept that I know less about the universe, then a worm. Only genuine mail is appreciated on this subject.

Cain's page-Some good stuff on Crowly

wicce-Wicca, that's witchcraft to you dummies

Nevermore-Get your occult links here

M@giCian-Has a great Libary on Magik

Dr. Faust-Has a great Library on Ocult

Eclipsian-The Eclipsian Order

Open Eyes©Toppy,1997.
I open my eyes
I'm tumbling towards a gate
Nothing will stop the pace
No one will even scream
As it all grinds to a halt
Destroying all that's been
In an horrific scene
To show what was
Is not
And shall never be

Apocalypso Anybody?
The end is upon us, I kid you not. The demolition signs have been put in place and the great cosmic bulldozer turns over, spewing forth plumes of sodden challenge. But why should we care. These were the conditions of entry into this world. This is what we pay for our media obliterated existence, annihilation for a moment of solitude. The questions still remain. How, why and will there be any pizza on the other side.

3897 ©Toppy,1997.

Breakfast with Max ©Toppy,1997.

The Nifty Thrifty Anti-Christ Critical Party Forum

Justify©Toppy,1997.
Justify your existence
Tell me what your all about
Come out of the lime light
You don't have to shout
Withdraw into the darkness
Serene within a silent encompassing shell
With problems unblemished
Your soul hidden from hell



Mortal poems

More mortal poems

Even more mortal poems

Short, sweet & sharp poems

War, violence & hate

Love, sex & lust

The Crow

Journey on and don't forget, comment's never hurt, but silence kills.

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Or go back to the start

Or check out Zanity, my other page

Or even check out my music box


JOKES

As always, submissions welcomed. Here a few for now, but you'll have to forgive me if my taste is a bit morbid.

Two blokes are sitting at the local, boasting over a few stubbies of 4X. One of them is stricken dumb by a thought. Moments latter he turns to his mate.
"Hey Bazza," he had caught his friends attention. "Why would your sheila fake an orgasm anyway."
Barry lent his head back to be cradled within his arms. He also thought for a moment before voicing his grinding logic. "I don't know mate, maybe she thinks I actually care."

Q:Why does a woman need an arsehole
A:Some body has to take out the garbage.

Q:What do you call a dog that just chased an oncoming truck.
A:Anything you fragging want, it's dead.
Fare thee well, please note, new links are continuously being added to this page, so keep your eyes open, I don't even know what will pop up next.

Bye Bye, my doesn't cyber time fly.