For Obscurity's sake

.....I pause, not really knowing what to say (publicly).

Anonymous! That is really who I am! Anonymous! Things are said and done that remain as such, anonymous!

But when my heart cry's and I feel pain, who am I then? Anonymous!

And how if I, "wrong" where do I go? The door always remains CLOSED!

Shutting these doors, and having no emotions (or too many), is, a price I pay!

So, I bow down now, in respect, to "how it is", because, ...it's my "ANONYMOUSY" that makes your "HOBBY" world go round.

Anonymousy ??????

Anonymity FTW


Edit: Just to add, other than a few small mistakes, quite nicely written actually, and I GOT it.

Well MR. "Spit it out"! Tell me, is there a logical reason why you are blanty rude, or is it something else?

Ok Joan , what's the definition ? And I guess while we're at it what's it in coed for ?

I think you got confused Rockerrick, co-ed isn't for threADs, it's for people speaking their mind. Easy mistake to make.

I for one enjoy Joan's comments!

I'm Quiz's #1 FAN! Duh! XOXO

I think you got confused Rockerrick, co-ed isn't for threADs, it's for people speaking their mind. Easy mistake to make.

I for one enjoy Joan's comments! Originally Posted by Qziz

Only confusion Q wk was stated in the question , Anonymousy ?????

And I thought you loved "obscurity"

...and to answer your question. ...I don't have an answer! Oxymoron anyone?

The "intent", was...what it was ANONYMOUS!

For the sake of obscurity you remain anonymous
But it is with heart’s cry and the feeling of pain
That this anonymity opens doors that were once closed

My turn to wax poetic.

Doors bark like noisy cars.
Dark, misty cars that quietly drive a small, small girl past downtown.
All drivers steer faceless dead lights.

The busy midget quietly fingerbangs the slums.
Running calmly like a rainy river.
Trucks eat up crusty Poppin' Fresh dough boys.
All jobs climb up inside dead, dry skyscrapers.
The street talks like a taxi driver.
"You talkin' to meeeeeeeeeeee, motherfucker?"

Noise is a union worker in a right-to-work state.
The hood moonwalks on a faceless corner.
While the sidewalk coughs like a old jackhammer.

Burma-Shave.

~ A. Nony Mouse

.....I pause, not really knowing what to say (publicly).

Anonymous! That is really who I am! Anonymous! Things are said and done that remain as such, anonymous!

But when my heart cry's and I feel pain, who am I then? Anonymous!

And how if I, "wrong" where do I go? The door always remains CLOSED!

Shutting these doors, and having no emotions (or too many), is, a price I pay!

So, I bow down now, in respect, to "how it is", because, ...it's my "ANONYMOUSY" that makes your "HOBBY" world go round. Originally Posted by Joan

Everyone need a hug now and then. Here you go!

...and to answer your question. ...I don't have an answer! Oxymoron anyone?

Isn't this irony?

Wow! xoxo