Jet Moses Posted July 19, 2009 Share Posted July 19, 2009 If you want to write about flowers, first you have to go underground. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arsis Posted July 19, 2009 Share Posted July 19, 2009 No idea. I'll have to do some thinking and get to the root of the issue. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PatriotReign37 Posted July 19, 2009 Share Posted July 19, 2009 Sounds deep but also shallow. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sirlancemehlot Posted July 19, 2009 Share Posted July 19, 2009 Sounds deep but also shallow. and pretentious. don't forget pretentious. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thai Jet Posted July 19, 2009 Share Posted July 19, 2009 If you want to write about flowers, first you have to go underground. You've totally lost your mind ? Just a guess. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thai Jet Posted July 19, 2009 Share Posted July 19, 2009 No idea. I'll have to do some thinking and get to the root of the issue. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DMaynard Posted July 19, 2009 Share Posted July 19, 2009 If you want to write about flowers, first you have to go underground. It means the best way to a woman's heart is to lick her feet. Give us a tough one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DMaynard Posted July 19, 2009 Share Posted July 19, 2009 If you want to write about flowers, first you have to go underground. Seriously, it probably means to appreciate beauty, you need to understand its roots. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Panzer Division Marduk Posted July 19, 2009 Share Posted July 19, 2009 If you want to write about flowers, first you have to go underground. Don't annoy the triffids? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ZachEY Posted July 19, 2009 Share Posted July 19, 2009 nothing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jetophile Posted July 19, 2009 Share Posted July 19, 2009 Dig your own grave, then cover yourself with dirt. C'mon, JM, that was so hackneyed it reminded me of those plaques I hate that say crap like 'Home is where the hearth is'. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
73andMe Posted July 20, 2009 Share Posted July 20, 2009 I think it that means to really understand or know (write) about something you have to experience it, research it or dig deep in your thought process (i.e. "get in the water and swim"). Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
#27TheDominator Posted July 20, 2009 Share Posted July 20, 2009 Dig your own grave, then cover yourself with dirt. C'mon, JM, that was so hackneyed it reminded me of those plaques I hate that say crap like 'Home is where the hearth is'. I think it that means to really understand or know (write) about something you have to experience it, research it or dig deep in your thought process (i.e. "get in the water and swim"). Ah, so it means kill yourself. Kill yourself and then write a book about it. I'd read it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jet Moses Posted July 20, 2009 Author Share Posted July 20, 2009 I think the context is "If you are going to write about flowers, you need to write about more than just flowers". Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jet Moses Posted July 20, 2009 Author Share Posted July 20, 2009 Maybe flowers aint all that interesting. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DHJF Posted July 20, 2009 Share Posted July 20, 2009 Viscerated bodies planted deep beneath the earth They fertilize the soil and feed for all they’re worth Within the garden of unearthly delights True meaning of horror’s found and hell’s within our sights [Chorus:] He plants the seeds The germinate Black misdeeds, they pollinate In the garden of bleeding’s where the devil waits to introduce you to your fate Endless orchards dot the land of corpses up on spikes Beauty’s in the eye of the beheaded on a pike Bathed in lakes of fire until a cinder’s what remains The stench of death it makes the flowers bloom in his domain [Chorus] Bodies hang from branches like grapes hang from the vine Garlands made of human flesh they decorate his shrine On the wind and through the trees, the cries of suffering For this is the garden of the king of the unclean Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Crusher Posted July 20, 2009 Share Posted July 20, 2009 Viscerated bodies planted deep beneath the earth They fertilize the soil and feed for all they Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DHJF Posted July 20, 2009 Share Posted July 20, 2009 ] Best ****ing episode of Mr. Rodgers ever!! Greet little tune. Agreed. Cheery stuff! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Green DNA Posted July 20, 2009 Share Posted July 20, 2009 What kind of flowers?? It makes a difference. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jet Moses Posted July 20, 2009 Author Share Posted July 20, 2009 What kind of flowers?? It makes a difference. Don't ask me, ask a horticulturalist. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gg Posted July 20, 2009 Share Posted July 20, 2009 Dig your own grave, then cover yourself with dirt. C'mon, JM, that was so hackneyed it reminded me of those plaques I hate that say crap like 'Home is where the hearth is'. damn! maybe that is where i left my hearth! home! sheesh! and here i was looking in san francisco! OY! i knew not to trust dionne warwick. OY! for you JM... where have all the flowers gone? long time passing where have all the flowers gone? long time ago where have all the flowers gone? girls have picked them every one when will they ever learn.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Panzer Division Marduk Posted July 20, 2009 Share Posted July 20, 2009 Who cares about the flowers! It's all about the shrubbery! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gg Posted July 20, 2009 Share Posted July 20, 2009 Who cares about the flowers! It's all about the shrubbery! then you must cut down the mightiest tree in the forest with a ... herring! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PatriotReign37 Posted July 20, 2009 Share Posted July 20, 2009 If you want to write about flowers, first you have to go underground. You cannot truly express and appreciate beauty unless you come from a place where it doesnt exist. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jet Moses Posted July 21, 2009 Author Share Posted July 21, 2009 You cannot truly express and appreciate beauty unless you come from a place where it doesnt exist. I like that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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