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02-05-2007, 02:51 PM
Marie
Bruce Springsteen

Marie, she comes to me in the twilight
When the wind blows down across the river
So cold, the fishermen cry
She rapes me in a rage of rainbow violence
Till my bare nerves, they sing
Like the strings of a violin
And the room seeps into a savage silence
Soaked in colours, red as blood, blue as night
And marie she skins me alive
Carves her initials in my side
Lures me with her purrs and cuts me with her knife
And the horses pound like thunder
They bolt like lightning on her range
She feels she's going under and she zeros in the rein
She's so strange

Well, marie, you know, she's the queen of all the stallions
And i'm her prince of mules
And one of her principal fools
Marie, she's got the claws of a falcon
And she's perched on my shoulder, and slowly digging in
But she, oh she can be so strange sometimes
Like at night ...
Or when the neighbors come to dine
Marie, she skins me alive
Burns her initials in my hide and then leaves me all alone

And my heart pounds like her horses
Oh, stampeding on the range
Marie knows all the sources
And she shoots me with her pain
And for her, i take it, lord, down in my veins

And i watch her dance like some berserk fairy
All across the concrete prairies of bleecker street
Marie, she can be so strangebut she's the only lonely cowgirl on my range

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-05-2007, 02:52 PM
Janey Don't Lose Your Heart
Bruce Springsteen

You got your book baby with all your fears
Let me honey and i'll catch your tears
I'll take your sorrow if you want me to
Come tomorrow
That's what i'll do
Listen to me

Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart

Well you say you got no new dreams to touch
You feel like a stranger babe who knows too much
You come home late and get undressed
You lie in bed and feel this emptiness
Well listen to me

Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart

Till every river it runs dry
Until the sun's torn from the sky
Till every feel you've felt burst free
Gone tumblin' down into the sea

Listen to me
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-05-2007, 02:55 PM
Bobby Jean
Bruce Springsteen

Well i came by your house the other day, your mother said you went away
She said there was nothing that i could have done
There was nothing nobody could say
Me and you we've known each other ever since we were sixteen
I wished i would have known i wished i could have called you
Just to say goodbye bobby jean

Now you hung with me when all the others turned away turned up their noise
We liked the same music we liked the same bands we liked the same clothes
We told each other that we were the wildest, the wildest things we'd ever
Seen
Now i wished you would have told me i wished i could have talked to you
Just to say goodbye bobby jean

Now we went walking in the rain talking about the pain from the world we hid
Now there ain't nobody nowhere nohow gonna ever understand me the way you did
Maybe you'll be out there on that road somewhere
In some bus or train traveling along
In some motel room there'll be a radio playing
And you'll hear me sing this song
Well if you do you'll know i'm thinking of you and all the miles in between
And i'm just calling one last time not to change your mind
But just to say i miss you baby, good luck goodbye, bobby jean

In Peace,
BlueAngel

I guess He didn't bother asking Bobby Jean's mother where she went. Maybe, she, too, was in a so-called government safehouse, witness protection program.

02-05-2007, 03:05 PM
TAKE NOTE:

Nothing Man reference: "You can call me JOE."

Just received a phone call asking IF I WAS JOE.

Produced symptoms for a short-period.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-05-2007, 03:33 PM
Maria's Bed
Bruce Springsteen

Been on a barbed wire highway 40 days and nights
I ain't complainin', it's my job and it suits me right
I got a sweet soft fever rushin' around my head
I'm gonna sleep tonight in Maria's bed

Got on a dead man suit and smilin' skull ring
Lucky graveyard boots and a song to sing
I keep my heart in my work but trouble's in my head
And I keep my soul in Maria's bed

I been up on sugar mountain, cross the sweet blue seas
I walked the valley of love and tears and mystery
I got run out'a luck and give myself up for dead
And I drank the cool clear waters from Maria's bed

She give me candy stick kisses 'neath a wolf dog moon
One sweet breath and she'll take you mister to the upper room
I was burned by the angels, sold wings of lead
Then I fell in the roses and sweet salvation of Maria's bed

I been out in the desert yeah doin' my time
Searchin' through the dust for fools gold, lookin' for a sign
Holy man said "hold on brother there's a light up ahead"
Ain't nothing like a light that shines on me in Maria's bed

Well I'll take my blessings at the riverhead
I'm living in the light of Maria's bed

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Since when does Springsteen do work on a Highway? Well, then again, in several songs he works at a Texaco station.

02-05-2007, 03:36 PM
Leah
Bruce Springsteen

wanna build me a house, on higher ground
I wanna find me a world, where love's the only sound
High above this road, filled with shadow and doubt
I want to shoulder my load, and figure it all out
With Leah

I walk this road, with a hammer and a fiery lantern
With this hand I've built, and with this I've burned
I wanna live in the same house, beneath the same roof
Sleep in the same bed, search for the same proof
As Leah

I got somethin' in my heart, I been waitin' to give
I got a life I wanna start, one I been waitin' to live
No more waitin', tonight I feel the light I say the prayer
I open the door, I climb the stairs...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-05-2007, 03:38 PM
igwt wrote:

igwt wrote:
Looks like someone is obsessed with Bruce Springsteen :-o

Obsessed, you say? That would be negative. Remember, I'm a mind control survivor used in the music industry as a sex slave.

Remember, too, that lyrics contain embedded messages/disinformation/beta prgramming triggers.

I'm just doing research. Thought I'd start with HIM.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-05-2007, 09:33 PM
IGWT wrote:

"Bruce Springsteen has been a bad boy, just ask BlueAngel or should I say Barbara Hartwell."

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-05-2007, 09:35 PM
IGWT wrote:

Quote:

BlueAngel wrote:
Continue to expose yourself, WE like this.

In Peace,
BlueAngel


Turns you on, does it?

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Exposure, dimwit, as in what your true motives are here on the site.

02-05-2007, 09:46 PM
All the Way Home
Bruce Springsteen
Devils and Dust

I know what it's like to have failed baby
With the whole world lookin' on
I know what it's like to have been so sure
Wake up and find it all gone

Now you've got no reason to trust me
And tonight my confidence is a little rusty
It's getting late
And if you don't feel leavin' alone
Well maybe I can walk you baby
All the way home

Our old fears and failures
Well they do linger (oh yes they do)
Like the shadow of that ring
That was on your finger
Well those days darling,
Those days are dead and gone
Oh I could walk you baby
All the way home

Now there's things no one can rearrange
We both have yesterdays that we can't change
It's closing time - bartender's ringing last call
These days I don't stand on pride and
I've learned how to take a fall
Now the time has come
And if your first choice - he's gone
Well that's alright baby
'Cause I can walk you all the way home
All the way home
All the way home

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Don't know about you, but it's odd to me that a married man can write love songs that aren't about his wife.

Springsteen isn't the only musician who does this, but he seems to have one of the largest collections of love songs with and without female names.

Sometimes, the names seem as though they could be male or female.

Such is the case with Jesse, Frankie, and Bobbie, which is used in Devils and Dust.

02-05-2007, 09:53 PM
Long Time Comin'
Bruce Springsteen
Devils and Dust

Where the creek runs shallow and sandy
The moon swoops over the stars
______ straight into my arms
I'm going to get birth naked and bury my old soul
And dance on it's grave
Dance on his grave

It's a long time comin'
A long time comin' my dear
But now it's here

My daddy was a stranger
Lived in a hotel downtown
When I was a kid
He was just somebody I'd see around
Somebody I'd see around

It's a long time comin'
A long time comin' my dear
But now it's here

Down below and pulling on my shirt
I got some kids of my own
But if I had one wish kids
That your mistakes would be your own
Your sins would be your own

It's a long time comin'
A long time comin' my dear
But now it's here

I am laying under the arms of Cassiopeia
The sword of Orion sweeps
It's me and you Rosie
Crackling like crossed wires
I listen to you breathing in your sleep

The sparks of the fire are left burning
Lie 2 kids in sleeping bags
I reach under your shirt and feel your belly
There's another one kicking inside
I promise I ain't going to fuck it up this time

In Peace,
BlueAngel

The name Rosie is used here. The mind is open to suggestion with the last line, "I promise I ain't going to fuck it up this time."

Fuck what up?

References that Rosie is pregnant.

Again, the mind is open to suggestion with the lyrics, "it's been a long time comin' my dear, but now it's here."

What's been a long time comin'?

TAKE NOTE:

"I promise I ain't going to fuck it up this time."

"It's been a long time comin' my dear, but now it's here."

02-05-2007, 10:00 PM
All I'm Thinkin' About
Bruce Springsteen
Devils and Dust

Blind man wavin' by the side of the road
In a flatbed Ford carryin' a heavy load
Sweet thing sipping on a blueberry wine
On a flat black highway down in Carolina
Black bird slipping in a sky of blue

All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you, honey
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
There ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
All I'm thinkin' about is you

Little boy carryin' a fishing pole
Little girl pickin' huckleberries from off of the vine
Brown bag filled with a little green toad
We hook him through the the lip and throw him off with a line
A sweet pair of legs got me feelin' so blue

And all I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
There ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
All I'm thinkin' about is you

Black car shiny on a Sunday morn'
Mama go to church now
Mama go to church now
Friday night and Daddy's shirt is torn
Daddy's going downtown
Daddy's going downtown
Ain't no one understand the sweet thing you do

All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
Ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
All I'm thinkin' about is you

Whoaaa

Field turned up, the seed is sowed
Rain comin' in from over across the road
Big black curtain comin' across the field
Blind will see and lame will be healed
Brown-eyed girl, turn my back on you
Now it's lonely

All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
And all I'm thinkin' about is you
And all I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
There ain't nothing in this world take away these blues
All I'm thinkin' about is you

All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby
All I'm thinkin' about is you
Well baby, all I'm thinkin' about is you
Yeah all I'm thinkin' about is you
Ain't nothing in this world I can do about it
All I'm thinkin' about is you

Whoaaa

In Peace,
BlueAngel

In this song, he talks about a little girl and boy fishing and then in the next line it's WE took him through the lip...

TAKE NOTE:

All he's thinking about is a brown-eyed girl whom he turned his back on and now it's lonely and there ain't nothing in this world he can do about it.

02-05-2007, 10:08 PM
Waitin' on a Sunny Day
Bruce Springsteen
The Rising

It's rainin' but there ain't a cloud in the sky
Must of been a tear from your eye
Everything'll be okay
Funny, thought I felt a sweet summer breeze
Must of been you sighin' so deep
Don't worry we're gonna find a way

I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day
Gonna chase the clouds away
Waitin' on a sunny day

Without you, I'm workin' with the rain fallin' down
I'm half a party in a one dog town
I need you to chase these blues away
Without you, I'm a drummer girl that can't keep a beat
An ice cream truck on a deserted street
I hope that you're coming to stay

I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day
Gonna chase the clouds away
Waitin' on a sunny day

Hard times, baby well they come to us all
Sure as the tickin' of the clock on the wall
Sure as the turnin' of the night into day
Your smile girl, brings the mornin' light to my eyes
Lifts away the bleus when I rise
I hope that you're coming to stay

I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day
Gonna chase the clouds away
Waitin' on a sunny day

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Take Note: Suggestive

"Don't worry we're gonna find a way"
"I hope you're coming to stay"

This song was referenced frequently while I was on his site.

02-05-2007, 10:12 PM
You're Missing
The Rising

Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall
Mama's in the kitchen, baby and all
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing

Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair
Papers on the doorstep, but you're not there
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing

Pictures on the nightstand, TV's on in the den
Your house is waiting, your house is waiting
For you to walk in, for you to walk in
But you're missing, when I shut out the lights
You're missing, when I close my eyes
You're missing, when I see the sun rise
You're missing

Children are asking if it's alright
Will you be in our arms tonight?

Morning is morning, the evening falls I got
Too much room in my bed, to many phone calls
How's everything, everything?
Everything, everything
You're missing, you're missing

God's drifting in heaven, devil's in the mailbox
I got dust on my shoes, nothing but teardrops

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE:

Implantation: Missing; House is waiting

02-06-2007, 05:34 AM
BlueAngel wrote:
Leah
Bruce Springsteen

wanna build me a house, on higher ground
I wanna find me a world, where love's the only sound
High above this road, filled with shadow and doubt
I want to shoulder my load, and figure it all out
With Leah

I walk this road, with a hammer and a fiery lantern
With this hand I've built, and with this I've burned
I wanna live in the same house, beneath the same roof
Sleep in the same bed, search for the same proof
As Leah

I got somethin' in my heart, I been waitin' to give
I got a life I wanna start, one I been waitin' to live
No more waitin', tonight I feel the light I say the prayer
I open the door, I climb the stairs...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE:

Suggestive: "I got a life I wanna start, one I been waitin' to live," "search for the same proof," "figure it all out"

02-06-2007, 06:36 AM
It appears to me that IGWT, RedRat and Spectre have some vested interest in protecting the music industry and/or my past handler/controller.

I could be wrong, but I highly doubt it.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Oh, let's not forget to add Shadow to the list. Is there anyone else I forgot?

Well, obviously, The Devil.

As far as LaDomino, I think further exposure is to come.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 06:40 AM
Pink Caddilac
Bruce Springsteen

You may think i'm fooling
For the foolish things i do
You may wonder how come i love you
When you get on my nerves like you do
Well baby, you know you bug me
There ain't no secret about that
Well come on over here and hug me
And, baby, i'll spill the facts
Well, honey it ain't your money
Cause baby i got plenty of that

I love you for your pink cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back, oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money on a saturday night
Honey, i just wonder what you do there in back of your pink cadillac
Pink cadillac

Well now way back in the bible, temptations always come along
There's always somebody tempting you
Somebody into doing something they know is wrong
Well they tempt you man with silver and they tempt you sir with gold
And they tempt you with the pleasures that the flesh does surely hold
They say eve tempted adam with an apple
Man i ain't going for that

I know it was her pink cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back, oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money on a saturday night
Honey, i just wonder what you do there in back of your pink cadillac

Now some folks say it's too big and uses too much gas
Some folks say it's too old and that it goes too fast
But my love is bigger than a honda, it's bigger than a subaru
Hey man there's only one thing and one car that will do
Anyway we don't have to drive it honey, we can park it out in back
And have a party in your pink cadillac

In Peace,
BlueAngel

I use to sell Mary Kay. I was hoping to earn one of those Pink Cadillacs.

TAKE NOTE: "I'll spill the facts."

02-06-2007, 06:43 AM
Secret Garden
Bruce Springsteen

She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides

She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice

You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get
To that place where you can't remember
And you can't forget

She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
She'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Take Note:

"But into her secret garden, don't think twice.

Somebody once gave me the book "Secret Garden" and it wasn't the Walt Disney version.

02-06-2007, 06:47 AM
The Promise Ii
Bruce Springsteen

Johnny works in a factory and billy works downtown
Terry works in a rock 'n' roll band looking for that million-dollar sound
Me i got a little job down in darlington but some nights i don't go
Some nights i go to the drive-in and some night i stay home

You see i followed that dream just like those guys do way up on the screen
With a built-up challenger down route 9
Through the dead ends and all the bad scenes
And when the promise was broken i cashed in a few of my old dreams

You see i built that challenger by myself
But i needed money and so i sold it
And i lived a secret i should have kept to myself
But i got drunk one night and i told it
All my life i fought that fight
The one that i can't ever win
And everyday it just gets harder to live
The dreams i'm believing in
Thunder road
Oh baby you were so right
Thunder road
There's something dying on the highway tonight

Well now my daddy taught me how to walk quiet
And how to make my peace with the past
And i learned real good to tighten up inside
And I don't say nothin' unless i'm asked.

When the promise is broken you go on livin'
But it takes something from down in your soul
Like when the truth is spoken
And it don't make no difference
Something in your heart turns cold

You see i followed that dream, me and some guys
Through the dead ends and all the two-bit bars
When the promise was broken
I was drunk and far away from home
Sleeping with a stranger in the back seat of a borrowed car
Thunder road
And when it washes away with the rain
Thunder road
You learn to walk among the remains
Thunder road
I remember when me and terry we'd always say
Thunder road
We were gonna take it all
And throw it all
Away

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 06:52 AM
That's What you Get
Bruce Springsteen

The moonlight dances on her face
I got my lips ????

I'm living the life of a lie
It was for me, for me that she died
That's what you get for loving me
(repeated 4 times)

???? [whole line unintelligible]
True love, unhappiness
I fall down on my knees and i cry
It's my way of saying goodbye

That's what you get for loving me (repeated 5 times)

The moonlight is ?? on the ???
As i ??? (into my?) head
And i, i'm gonna cry
It's my way of saying goodbye

That's what you get for loving me (repeat to fade)

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Shadow
02-06-2007, 07:08 AM
Could someone please summarize just what the hell this moron has writen in 52 pages?

02-06-2007, 07:24 AM
Shadow wrote:
Could someone please summarize just what the hell this moron has writen in 52 pages?

Summarization is not a stipulation regarding this thread.

However, the moron we would call on would be you, but obviously, you have called on someone else to summarize it because you are not capable.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 07:27 AM
BlueAngel wrote:
That's What you Get
Bruce Springsteen

The moonlight dances on her face
I got my lips ????

I'm living the life of a lie
It was for me, for me that she died
That's what you get for loving me
(repeated 4 times)

???? [whole line unintelligible]
True love, unhappiness
I fall down on my knees and i cry
It's my way of saying goodbye

That's what you get for loving me (repeated 5 times)

The moonlight is ?? on the ???
As i ??? (into my?) head
And i, i'm gonna cry
It's my way of saying goodbye

That's what you get for loving me (repeat to fade)

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE:

Suggestive: "It was for me that she died"

02-06-2007, 07:36 AM
On the Prowl
Bruce Springsteen

Well night after lonely night
My head don't touch the bed
I'm on a two-lane black-top
Cruisin' in my rocket sled
I'm on the prowl
Yeah i'm on the prowl
Well i'm looking for a gal, gal, gal
Hey, hey, hey, i'm on the prowl

There's only one thing that i'm certain
Every mile, mile, mile
Keep a-searchin', searchin', searchin'
For a wild, wild, CHILD
I'm on the prowl
I'm on the prowl
I'm looking for a gal, gal, gal
Hey, hey, hey, i'm on the prowl

They got a name for dracula
And frankenstein's son
They ain't got no name now (MISTER)
For this monster (thing that) i've become
I'm on the prowl
I'm on the prowl
I'm looking for a gal, gal, gal
Hey, hey, hey, i'm on the prowl

I keep lookin'
I keep searchin'
I keep searchin'
I keep searchin'
Only one thing that i'm certain
Every mile, mile, mile
I keep searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin'

In the morning i check my mirror
And i hang my head and cry
But at night i get a burning, burning, burning deep inside
I'm on the prowl
I'm on the prowl
I'm looking for a gal, gal, gal
Hey, hey, hey, i'm on the prowl

In the morning i check my mirror
And i hang my head and cry
But at night i get a burning, burning, burning, burning, burning. burning

There's only one thing that i'm certain
Every while, while, while
While my heart is hurtin', hurtin'
Every mile, mile, mile
I gotta keep searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin'

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE: Memory: On the prowl

02-06-2007, 07:41 AM
Outside Looking In
Bruce Springsteen

It's over now, the thing we had
I ain't sorry, babe, i just feel mad
You walk real pretty and you talk real fine
Night after night you wrote the lines

My life's the same story
Again and again
I' m on the outside looking in
On the outside looking in

Hey, make-believe ain't real
I don't doubt the way i feel
You walk real pretty and you talk real sweet
Well babe i was born in the driving seat

My life's the same story
Again and again
I' m on the outside looking in
On the outside looking in
Yes i' m on the outside looking in

It's over now, the thing we had
I ain't sorry, babe, i just feel mad
You walk real pretty and you talk real fine
Night after night you wrote the lines

My life's the same story
Beginning to end
Beginning to end
I' m on the outside looking in
On the outside looking in
Yes i' m on the outside looking in
Yes i am
Yes i guess i am
Baby i' m on the outside looking in

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE: "night after night you wrote the lines."

02-06-2007, 07:47 AM
Land of Hope and Dreams
Bruce Springsteen

Grab your ticket and your suitcase
Thunder's rolling down the tracks
Don't know where you're goin'
Sky is turnin' black
Well darlin' if you're weary
Lay your head upon my chest
We'll take what we can carry
And we'll leave behind the rest

Big wheels rolling through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams

Well i will provide for you
Ya and i will stand by your side
You'll need a good companion darlin'
For this part of the ride
Ya leave behind your sorrows
Ya this day at last
Tomorrow they'll be sunny skies
And all this darkness past

Big wheels rolling through fields
Where sunlight streams
Meet me in a land of hope and dreams

This train
Carries saints and sinners
This train
Carries losers and winners
This train
Carries whores and gamblers
This train
Carries midnight ramblers
This train
Carries broken hearted
This train
Carries souls departed
This train
Dreams will not be thwarted
This train
Faith will be rewarded
This train
Carries fools and kings
This train
Hear the big wheels singing
This train
Bells of freedom ringing

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE: Suggestive

Well i will provide for you
Ya and i will stand by your side
You'll need a good companion darlin'
For this part of the ride
Ya leave behind your sorrows
Ya this day at last
Tomorrow they'll be sunny skies
And all this darkness past

02-06-2007, 08:21 AM
BlueAngel wrote:
On the Prowl
Bruce Springsteen

Well night after lonely night
My head don't touch the bed
I'm on a two-lane black-top
Cruisin' in my rocket sled
I'm on the prowl
Yeah i'm on the prowl
Well i'm looking for a gal, gal, gal
Hey, hey, hey, i'm on the prowl

There's only one thing that i'm certain
Every mile, mile, mile
Keep a-searchin', searchin', searchin'
For a wild, wild, CHILD
I'm on the prowl
I'm on the prowl
I'm looking for a gal, gal, gal
Hey, hey, hey, i'm on the prowl

They got a name for dracula
And frankenstein's son
They ain't got no name now (MISTER)
For this monster (thing that) i've become
I'm on the prowl
I'm on the prowl
I'm looking for a gal, gal, gal
Hey, hey, hey, i'm on the prowl

I keep lookin'
I keep searchin'
I keep searchin'
I keep searchin'
Only one thing that i'm certain
Every mile, mile, mile
I keep searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin'

In the morning i check my mirror
And i hang my head and cry
But at night i get a burning, burning, burning deep inside
I'm on the prowl
I'm on the prowl
I'm looking for a gal, gal, gal
Hey, hey, hey, i'm on the prowl

In the morning i check my mirror
And i hang my head and cry
But at night i get a burning, burning, burning, burning, burning. burning

There's only one thing that i'm certain
Every while, while, while
While my heart is hurtin', hurtin'
Every mile, mile, mile
I gotta keep searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin', searchin'

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE: Memory: On the prowl

TAKE FURTHER NOTE:

THIS SONG IS HIGHlY DISTURBING REGARDING MEMORIES!!!

02-06-2007, 08:28 AM
Prove it all Night
Bruce Springsteen

I've been working real hard, trying to get my hands clean,
Tonight we'll drive that dusty road from monroe to angeline,
To buy you a gold ring and pretty dress of blue,
Baby just one kiss will get these things for you,
A kiss to seal our fate tonight,
A kiss to prove it all night.

(chorus)
Prove it all night,
Girl there's nothing else that we can do,
So prove it all night, prove it all night,
And girl i'll prove it all night for you.

Everybody's got a hunger, a hunger they can't resist,
There's so much that you want, you deserve much more than this,
But if dreams came true, oh, wouldn't that be nice,
But this ain't no dream we're living through tonight,
Girl, you want it, you take it, you pay the price

(chorus)
Prove it all night, prove it all night girl and call the bluff,
Prove it all night, prove it all night and girl,
I prove it all night for your love.

Baby, tie your hair back in a long white bow,
Meet me in the fields out behind the dynamo,
You hear the voices telling you not to go,
They made their choices and they'll never know,
What it means to steal, to cheat, to lie
What it means to steal, to cheat, to lie,
What it's like to live and die.
(chorus)
To prove it all night...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 08:31 AM
Pony Boy
Bruce Springsteen

Pony boy pony boy
Won't you be my pony boy
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up whoo
My pony boy

Ride with me ride with me
Won't you take a ride with me
Underneath the starry sky
My pony boy

O'er the hills and through the trees
We'll go ridin' you and me
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-away
My pony boy

Down into the valley deep
'neath the eaves we will sleep
Sky of dreams up above
My pony boy

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Don't get it. Other than he wants someone to be his pony boy.

02-06-2007, 08:55 AM
All or Nothing at All
Bruce Springsteen

Said you'd give me just a little kiss
And you'd rock me for a little while
Well you'd slip me just a piece of it
Listen up little child
I want it all or nothing al all
I want it all or nothin' at all

Said you'd take me for a little dance
If you had a little time on your hands
Well all i do is push and shove
Just to get a little piece of your love
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want it all or nothin' at all

Well now i don't wanna be greedy
But when it comes to love there ain't no doubt
You just ain't gonna get what you want
with one foot in and one foot out
You got to give it all or nothin' at all
All or nothin' at all

Now i only got a little time
So if you're gonna change your mind
Then shout out what you're thinking of
If what you're thinkin' of is love
I want it all or nothin' at all
I want it all or nothin' at all

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 08:59 AM
Bruce Springsteen
Say Sons

Well, i got a little girl down by the river
Now she keeps ??? tight
I got a little girl, she every night

She says "i'm feeling like a wild, hands on ???
Then she keeps me all night.

So come on, down by the river
Come on, come on now.
Just come on, down by the river
It's alright.

Well baby, let me protect you little darling
If you let me ???
I know, if you'll just let me in.
Well, every day just brings in the same

But every night...???

Yes, come on, down by the river
Oh, come on, girl, it's alright.
Well, come on, down by the river
Hold tight.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 09:03 AM
Taxi Cab
Bruce Springsteen

Taxicab, taxicab at the light
Won't you take me on a ride
Through this city at night
I got some money and i'm feelin' fine
I ain't no hurry so just take your time

Some people wanna die young and gloriously
Well taxicab driver, hey that ain't me
I got a cute little baby
Down at 12th and vine
And she opens for business just about closin' time

Ah hey hey, ah hey hey
City at night, city at night

I don't believe what i see in this street
I don't know how they can take the heat
Well, baby i'm a liar, i'm a cheat
And I don't care
I got my money, i can't take my fare

I'm ridin' tonight, i'm on my way
C'mon baby...
I can take it or live it, when it comes
Got my baby by the light of the sun
You know she brings it with her and then she comes

Hey, hey, city at night
Hey, hey, city at night
Ride on

02-06-2007, 09:07 AM
The Big Payback
Bruce Springsteen

I bought a scooter and i rented a shack
Out in the sun, by the railroad track
I got a job and i'm a-breakin' my back
Workin' and workin' for the big payback

I keep a puttin' and a puttin' out
I keep a sweatin' like a hog and all
I work so long that i'm a losin' track
I work so long that i'm a losin' track
Waitin', waitin' on the big payback

Well, it's a wham, bam, than you ma'am,
god damn, ring out sam
I took on that train rumblin' down this track
THEY got your neck in a noose
you're draggin' long in back
Chasin' and chasin' the big payback

Oh what my foreman does well i don't know
He just throws me a shovel and yells
"go, bobby, go"
Oh well-a all day long he's just a busy wise crack
While i'm sweatin' and sweatin' the big payback

Well, it's a wham, bam, thank you ma'am, god damn, ring out sam
I took on that train rumblin' down the track
They got your neck in the noose, your hands are tied up in back
And you're a-workin' and workin' for the big payback

I quit that job, and mister i ain't goin' back
Got me a knife and she's a long and bad
I'll tell you how i make the peace with that man
Down in the alley of the big payback

I go a wham, bam, thank you ma'am, god damn, c'mon man
You're a goin' to that train rumblin' down this track
I got your neck in the noose and i don't give a damn, jack
I'm on that long lost highway of the big payback
I'm on that long lost highway of the big payback
I'm on that long lost highway of the big payback

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE:

He refers to himself as BOBBY in this song.

02-06-2007, 09:11 AM
There Will Never Be Another For Me Like You
Bruce Springsteen

Princess di did find another man
Prince charles may want to live as a tampon
in another woman's
underpants
I know what he feels like
I've been there too
But there'll never be any other for me but you

Will elizibeth taylor get married again? Buddy, that's the question
Poor larry fortenski got busted on his harly for illegal weapons
Possession
I've been that down, i've been that crazy
I've been that much of a fool
But there'll never be any other for me but you

Man, a love that's real
Is a love that's hard
Like a pit bull on your ass, in a very small back yard
A love that's hard can be a love that's true
But i swear there'll never be any other for me but you

Elvis and priscilla
Jim baker and tammy fay
Donald and ivana once swore their love forever and a day
I said those words yes, i meant 'em too
But i swear there'll never be any other for me but you
No baby, there'll never be any other for me but you

02-06-2007, 10:10 AM
Independence Day
Bruce Springsteen

Well papa go to bed now it's getting late
Nothing we can say is gonna change anything now
I'll be leaving in the morning from st. mary's gate
We wouldn't change this thing even if we could somehow
`cause the darkness of this house has got the best of us
There's a darkness in this town that's got us too
But they can't touch me now
and you can't touch me now
They ain't gonna do to me
what i watched them do to you

So say goodbye it's independence day
It's independence day all down the line
Just say goodbye it's independence day
It's independence day this time

Now i don't know what it always was with us
We chose the words and yeah we drew the lines
There was just no way this house could hold the two of us
I guess that we were just too much of the same kind

Well say goodbye it's independence day
All boys must run away come independence day
So say goodbye it's independence day
All men must make their way come independence day

Now the rooms are all empty down at frankie's joint
And the highway she's deserted down to breaker's point
There's a lot of people leaving town now
Leaving their friends their homes
At night they walk that dark and dusty highway all alone

Well papa go to bed now it's getting late
Nothing we can say can change anything now
Because there's just different people coming down here now
And they see things in different ways
And soon everything we've known will just be swept away

So say goodbye it's independence day
Papa now i know the things you wanted that you could not say
But won't you just say goodbye it's independence day
I swear i never meant to take those things away

In Peace,
BlueAngel

In my opinion, the singer/songwriter has a theme in many songs that displays a distorted perception as to whom it is THEY can't touch anymore.

What is it that he watched them do to his father?

What did THEY and his father do to him to produce the verse, YOU (father) and THEY can't touch me now?

Who are THEY?

02-06-2007, 10:32 AM
Because the Night
Bruce Springsteen

Take me now baby here as i am
Pull me close try an understand
I work all day out in the hot sun
Stay with me now till the mornin' comes
Come on now try and understand
The way i feel when i'm in your hands
Take me now as the sun descends
They can't hurt you now
They can't hurt you now
They can't hurt you now

Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us
Because the night belongs to lovers
Because the night belongs to us

What i got i have earned
What i'm not i have learned
Desire and hunger is the fire i breathe
Just stay in my bed till the morning comes
Come on now try and understand
The way i feel when i'm in your hands
Take me now as the sun descends
They can't hurt you now
They can't hurt you now
They can't hurt you now

Because the night...

Your love is here and now
The vicious circle turns and burns without
Though i cannot live forgive me now
The time has come to take this moment and
They can't hurt you now

Because the night...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Who are THEY?

Who is he singing this song to?

How come THEY can't hurt this person now?

Is that because he is the hero/protector of this person from THEM?

02-06-2007, 10:38 AM
Patti Smith covered "Because the Night." The lyrics are a little different.

take me now baby here as I am
pull me close, try and understand
desire is hunger is the fire I breathe
love is a banquet on which we feed

come on now try and understand
the way I feel when I'm in your hands
take my hand come undercover
they can't hurt you now,
can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now
because the night belongs to lovers
because the night belongs to lust
because the night belongs to lovers
because the night belongs to us

have I doubt when I'm alone
love is a ring, the telephone
love is an angel disguised as lust
here in our bed until the morning comes
come on now try and understand
the way I feel under your command
take my hand as the sun descends
They can't touch you now
They can't touch you now, can't touch you now
because the night belongs to lovers ...

with love we sleep
with doubt the vicious circle
turn and burns
without you I cannot live
forgive, the yearning burning
I believe it's time, too real to feel
so touch me now, touch me now, touch me now
because the night belongs to lovers ...

because tonight there are two lovers
if we believe in the night we trust
because tonight there are two lovers ...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 11:20 AM
My Hometown
Bruce Springsteen

was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old buick and steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around
This is your hometown, this is your hometown
This is your hometown, this is your hometown

In `65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a saturday night in the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come to my hometown
My hometown, my hometown, my hometown

Now main street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to
Your hometown, your hometown, your hometown, your hometown

Last night me and kate we laid in bed talking about getting out
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
Last night i sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good
Look around
This is your hometown

In Peace,
BlueAngel

In this song, the female is KATE and the singer is 35 years old with a son of his own.

02-06-2007, 11:26 AM
BlueAngel wrote:
It appears to me that IGWT, RedRat and Spectre have some vested interest in protecting the music industry and/or my past handler/controller.

I could be wrong, but I highly doubt it.

In Peace,
BlueAngel


Must you continually reference my username?
http://www.cs.umd.edu/~dekhtyar/mpeg/enigma2.jpg
You know not!

02-06-2007, 11:27 AM
Backstreets
Bruce Springsteen

One soft infested summer me and terry became friends
Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in
Catching rides to the outskirts tying faith between our teeth
Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house getting wasted in the heat
And hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
With a love so hard and filled with defeat
Running for our lives at night on them backstreets

Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at stockton's wing
Where desperate lovers park we sat with the last of the duke street kings
Huddled in our cars waiting for the bells that ring
In the deep heart of the night to set us loose from everything
To go running on the backstreets, running on the backstreets
We swore we'd live forever on the backstreets we take it together

Endless juke joints and valentino drag where dancers scraped the tears
Up off the street dressed down in rags running into the darkness
Some hurt bad some really dying at night sometimes it seemed
You could hear the whole damn city crying blame it on the lies that killed us
Blame it on the truth that ran us down you can blame it all on me terry
It don't matter to me now when the breakdown hit at midnight
There was nothing left to say but i hated him and I hated you when you went away

Laying here in the dark you're like an angel on my chest
Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness
Remember all the movies, terry, we'd go see
Trying to learn how to walk like heroes we thought we had to be
And after all this time to find we're just like all the rest
Stranded in the park and forced to confess
To hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets
We swore forever friends on the backstreets until the end
Hiding on the backstreets, hiding on the backstreets

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Terry is the person in this song. Again, a male and/or female name.

Don't understand this line:

There was nothing left to say, but I hated HIM and I hated YOU, when you went away.

Guess there is a third person involved which would be HIM.

02-06-2007, 12:12 PM
Workin' on the Highway
Bruce Springsteen

Friday night's pay night guys fresh out of work
Talking about the weekend scrubbing off the dirt
Some heading home to their families some looking to get hurt
Some going down to stovell wearing trouble on their shirts

I work for the county out on 95
All day i hold a red flag and watch the traffic pass me by
In my head i keep a picture of a pretty little miss
Someday mister i'm gonna lead a better life than this

Working on the highway laying down the blacktop
Working on the highway all day long i don't stop
Working on the highway blasting through the bedrock
Working on the highway, working on the highway

I met her at a dance down at the union hall
She was standing with her brothers back up against the wall
Sometimes we'd go walking down the union tracks
One day i looked straight at her and she looked straight back

Working on the highway...

I saved up my money and i put it all away
I went to see her daddy but we didn't have much to say
"son can't you see that she's just a little girl
She don't know nothing about this cruel cruel world"

We lit out down to florida we got along all right
One day her brothers came and got her and they took me in a black and white
The prosecutor kept the promise that he made on that day
And the judge got mad and he put me straight away
I wake up every morning to the work bell clang
Me and the warden go swinging on the charlotte county road gang

Working on the highway...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 12:55 PM
Spectre wrote:

Must you continually reference my username?

You know not!

No comprendi, Spectre.

Please clarify.

What other name should I reference when I'm addressing you?

Do you have another username?

Strange request.

What does YOU KNOW NOT mean?

But, I DO KNOW!

Reminds me of the time I was on HIS site and they weren't able to keep me away from my husband and knew they had LOST.

A message appeared:

"STATE YOUR DEMANDS"

I did not respond.

It was followed with the suggestion "GIVE ME MONEY" some time later.

I DON'T accept bribes.

Think I'd make a good politician?

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 01:01 PM
Brilliant Disguise
Bruce Springsteen

I hold you in my arms as the band plays
What are those words whispered baby just as you turn away
I saw you last night out on the edge of town
I wanna read your mind and know just what i've got in this new thing i've found
So tell me what i see when i look in your eyes
Is that you baby or just a brilliant disguise

I heard somebody call your name from underneath our willow
I saw something tucked in shame underneath your pillow
Well i've tried so hard baby but i just can't see
What a woman like you is doing with me
So tell me what i see when i look in your eyes
Is that you baby or just a brilliant disguise

Now look at me baby struggling to do everything right
And then it all falls apart when out go the lights
I'm just a lonely pilgrim i walk this world in wealth
I want to know if it's you i don't trust 'cause i damn sure dont trust
Myself

Now you play the loving woman i'll play the faithful man
But just don't look too close into the palm of my hand
We stood at the alter
the gypsy swore our future was right
But come the wee wee hours maybe baby the gypsy lied
So when you look at me
you better look hard and look twice
Is that me baby or just a brilliant disguise

Tonight our bed is cold
I'm lost in the darkness of our love
God have mercy on the man
Who doubts what he's sure of

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE: Disinformation: Gypsy marriage

02-06-2007, 01:08 PM
Mary, Queen of Arkansas
Bruce Springsteen

Mary queen of arkansas, it's not too early for dreamin'
The sky is grown with cloud seed sown and a bastard's love can be redeeming
Mary, my queen, your soft hulk is reviving
No, you're not too late to desecrate, the servants are just rising
Well i'm just a lonely acrobat, the live wire is my trade
I've been a shine boy for your acid brat and a wharf rat of your state
Mary, my queen, your blows for freedom are missing
You're not man enough for me to hate or woman enough for kissing

The big top is for dreamers, we can take the circus all the way to the
Border
And the gallows wait for martyrs whose papers are in order
But i was not born to live to die and you were not born for queenin'
It's not too late to infiltrate, the servants are just leavin'

Mary queen of arkansas, your white skin is deceivin'
You wake and wait to lie in bait and you almost got me believin'
But on your bed mary i can see the shadow of a noose
I don't understand how you can hold ma so tight and love me so damn loose

But i know a place where we can go, mary
Where i can get a good job and start all over again clean
I got contacts deep in Mexico where the servants have been seen

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Verse:

I don't understand how you can hold ma so tight and love me so damn loose.

Do they have the same mother?

Information regarding this and "The River" song.

02-06-2007, 01:24 PM
For You
Bruce Springsteen

Princess cards she sends me with her regards
Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard
Wounded deep in battle, i stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted
To her cheshire smile. i'll stand on file, she's all i ever wanted
But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts
Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back
You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks
You said "here's your mirror and your ball and jacks"
But they're not what i came for, and i'm sure you see that too
I came for you, for you, i came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, i came for you, but your life was one long
Emergency
And your cloud line urges me, and my electric surges free

Crawl into my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak
Reveal yourself all now to me girl while you've got the strength to speak
'cause they're waiting for you at the Bellevue with their oxygen masks
i could give it all to you now if only you could ask
And don't call for your surgeon even he says it's too late
It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate
Don't give me money, honey, i don't want it back
You and your pony face and your union jack
Well take your local joker and teach him how to act
I swear I was never that way
even when I really cracked
Didn't you think i knew that you were born
with the power of a locomotive
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound?
And your chelsea suicide with no apparent motive
You could laugh and cry in a single sound

And your strength is devastating
in the face of all these odds
Remember how i kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the god?

You were not quite half so proud when i found you broken on the beach
Remember how i poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach
And the band they played the homecoming theme as i caressed your cheek
They ragged, jagged melody she still clings to me like a leach
But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way
Like a little girl with a trophy so soft to buy her way
We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar
Of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore
So you, left to find a better reason than the one we were living for
And it's not that nursery mouth i came back for
It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor
`cause i've broken all your windows and i've rammed through all your doors
And who am i to ask you to lick my sores? and you should know that's true
I came for you, for you, i came for you, but you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, i came for you, but your life was one long
Emergency
And your cloud line urges me, and my electric surges free

In Peace,
BlueAngel

In my opinion, another song wherein the hero/protector role has been distorted.

Apparently, he's given her money and she's given it back.

TAKE NOTE:

"Strength is devasting in the face of all these odds.

More like, strength is overpowering from my point of view considering my situation.

Waitin' for you at the Bellevue, oxygen mask, lungs.

02-06-2007, 02:20 PM
So, what did you think
that you had me beat
when you put me down
when I was sleeping deep
did you hope and pray
that I would never speak

did you really think
I'd remember to forget
your brilliant disguise
and mountain of lies

did you think I was waitin' for a savior to rise from these streets
didn't think I'd save myself from the beast
but you must have known
cause I told you so
ain't no way I'm ever goin' home

did you think I was waitin' on a sunny day
waitin' for you to chase the clouds away
I guess you underestimated one "little girl"
never wanted any part of your world

did you think I'd remain a shell of my past
did you think that the spell
the spell that you cast, would last

didn't you remember I warned you then
don't mess with me
I'm not your friend

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 04:06 PM
With Every Wish
Bruce Springsteen
Human Touch

Ol' catfish in the lake, we called him big jim
When i was a kid, my only wish was to get my line in him
Skipped church one sunday and throw'd in my line
Jim took that hook, pole and me right over the side
Went drifting down past old tires and rusty cans of beer
The angel of the lake whispered in my ear
"before you chose your wish, son, you'd better think first
With every wish there comes a curse"

I fell in love with beautiful doreen
She was the prettiest thing this old town'd ever seen
I courted her and i made her mine
But I grew jealous whenever another man'd
come walkin' down the line
And my jealousy made me treat her mean and cruel
She signed bobby, oh bobby, you're such a fool
Don't you know before you chose your wish you'd better think first
With every wish there comes a curse"

These days i sit around and laugh at all the rivers i've crossed
But on the far banks there's always another forest where a man can get lost
Well there in the high trees love's bluebird glides
Guiding us 'cross another river on the other side
And there someone is waitin' with a look in her eyes
And though my heart's grown weary, and more than a little bit shy
Tonight i'll drink from her waters to quench my thirst
And leave the angels to worry
With every wish...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

In this song, the singer/songwriter refers to himself as Bobby.

02-06-2007, 04:16 PM
The Long Good-Bye
Human Touch
Bruce Springsteen

My soul went walkin' but i stayed here
Feel like i been workin' for a thousand years
Chippin' away at this chain of my own lies
Climbin' a wall a hundred thousand miles high
Well i woke up this morning on the other side
Yeah yeah this is the long goodbye
Hey yeah this is the long goodbye

Same old faces it's the same old town
What once was laughs is draggin' me now
Wailin' on rain hangin' on for love
Words of forgiveness from some god above
Ain't no words of mercy comin' from on high
Oh no just a long goodbye
Yeah yeah just one long goodbye

Well i went to leave twenty years ago
Since then I guess i been packin' kinda slow
Sure did like that admirin' touch
Guess i like'd it a little too much

The moon is high and here i am
Sittin' here with this hammer in hand
One more drink oughta ease the pain
Starin' at that last link in the chain
Well let's raise our glass and let this hammer fly
Hey yeah this is the long goodbye
Hey yeah this is the long goodbye

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 05:07 PM
so you thought you'd steal my brain
leave me naked, cold and in the rain
label me insane
leave me shattered
leave me broken
never here these words be spoken

so you thought you'd take my soul
leave me half
and never whole

didn't think I had the will
to break down the walls you built
to protect yourself from me
when it's THEM you cannot see

thought you'd never see the day
that I rose up from beneath my grave
to speak what I once knew
in those days that linger still

of darkness, dread and fear
loneliness and fright
fighting with all my might
to retain my soul intact
because I knew that I'd be back

This is my everlasting song
the one that will belong
in history books to come
I am not a "forgotten one"

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 07:14 PM
The Devil said:

"Always remember I have other monkeys to groom. It wounds me deeply that you do not recognize me as the Devil. Lets here: " I don't care if it wounds you who asked you to get involved in my beautiful life". Come on giddy up Bitch the broom is waiting. Blah, Blah, Blah..."

I will interpret this for you.

This is what is referred to as "reading between the lines."

The DEVIL is not wounded because I don't recognize him.

The message TO ME from HIM is contained in the sentence, "I don't care if it wounds you who asked you to get involved in my beautiful life.

This sentence is written by him under the pretense that this is what my reply would be to him when he says to me "It wounds me deeply that you do not recognize me as the Devil.

This, because it is HIS message to ME disguised as my reply.

He is referring to what I am writing and, of course, he would not write this in plain English for all to read.

He also commented in one thread that "I knew nothing of music."

This was during the time that IGWT and him were playing tag team while I was on board and attempting hypnosis.

One must ask themselves, why would The Devil, or whomever he really is, care whether or not I knew anything about music? Why would he want to implant that suggestion?

WE know the answer.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 07:29 PM
IGWT was on the board when I was here some time ago.

I believe he knew who I was at that time, because he was pacifying me, letting me lead him, so to speak, buddying up. Whatever you want to call it.

When I returned, I stated that IGWT was a good one.

This gave IGWT an opportunity, as I began posting to hang back and slowly begin to align himself with me.

He would add links to some postings. He was being MIGHTY helpful.

One evening, CUDA and MONGOOSE were having a good time on the board and I was on as well. IGWT wasn't posting, but he was logged on.

He was watching over me, so to speak.

So, when The Devil arrived with his foul mouth and forked tongue, IGWT jumped on board. Not with me, but with The Devil. In league with The Devil.

He was playing the protector role. Look, BA doesn't have to fight The Devil on her own, she's GOT IGWT on HER SIDE.

I've fought worse, believe me.

So, all the while, IGWT is dropping "sexual programming" triggers and assisting The Devil in attempting hypnosis by commenting on thread after thread and having me jump around replying to each one and reading, commands, triggers, placed in between the lines, etc.

They were ineffective.

IGWT placed the REMEMBER TO FORGET, which is a standard mind control phrase under each comment by COLD the next morning that had the sexual programming trigger, Hymmmmm.

This, to make it appear that he was helping me to Remember to Forget this trigger.

When in actuality he was trying to enforce the REMEMBER TO FORGET COMMAND.

Now, it's blatantly obvious as this is his signature. Certainly has respect for people, doesn't he?

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Forgot to mention the PM that IGWT send me one night while COLD was on the board. It was lengthy and the subject was COLD. He was inferring that COLD or someone connected to COLD had hacked into his computer.

At this point, COLD was acting very jealous of IGWT and I.

And, so, I said, he's very jealous, maybe you should stay away from me.

He becomes protector now and says, oh no, I'm not going to do that.

The abuser/protector role in plain sight.

02-06-2007, 07:54 PM
So, basically, COLD thought that if my little playmate IGWT would come on board everynight, so, too, would I, and we'd have SOME FUN or should I say (TOO MUCH FUN) in going back and forth with The Devil.

They were hoping to alter my state of consciousness (child-like BETA alter) in an attempt to blackmail me into silence by "triggering" non-existant "sexual programming."

They thought since IGWT was PMing me, and I thought he was aligned with me, a GOOD ONE, this might coerce me into PMing him with sexual content and/or writing it on the board.

They tried this on HIS site in an attempt to blackmail me/discredit me and it failed.

THEY have been discredited.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 08:09 PM
I think after enough evidence had been gathered, and I was still being physically abused, I advised HIM that if he touched me, hurt me, layed a hand on me, I would sue him.

He thought this was funny. How was I going to sue him? Well, it would be a government issue as well and all legal services would be provided to me. I could never win against him and/or the government. He laughed it off. I let him. You can't sue the government, he said.

At some later point, I advised him that he had better get an attorney because the abuse didn't stop and it was time. Enough evidence had been gathered. I informed him that I had been reporting to others.

I was terrified that my life was going to end at that moment, but it didn't.

However, it was the end of my past life as I knew it.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 08:20 PM
This is now the BEGINNING of the END!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-06-2007, 09:17 PM
To clarify regarding reading between the lines a few post ago.

The Devil said that my reply to his comment that he was wounded because I didn't recognize him as the devil would be:

"I don't care if you are wounded, who asked you to get involved in my beautiful life."

These were his words not mine.

This is not my response, but HIS MESSAGE to ME.

He is stating that what I am writing here is wounding him and that I don't care because who asked HIM to get involved in my beautiful life.

Referring to my life as BEAUTIFUL is an attempt to pacify me.

Ah, I have a beautiful life, why then should I wound him?

I would say this. You wounded me not once, but twice. I picked myself up off the floor, not once, but twice.

And, for some reason you think I should lick your wounds?

Weren't you the one who poured salt in mine?


In Peace,
BlueAngel

Ozziecynic
02-07-2007, 03:04 AM
:-? An interesting thread BA. It got me thinking about all the modern chari$matic churche$ that seem to have a large number of contemporary pop musicians and performers playing contemporary style ditties with praise the lord style verses and choruses in them at your local mega pentecostal church and how they fit into this satanic pop agenda!.

Fours ago a so called half asian charismatic christian called Guy Sebastian won our Australian Idol reality tv series.
These days he mixs it with the best of them in the mainstream pop charts singing about bonking unknown girls in elevators, how very christian of him, added to the fact the girls in his music clips, are always blue eyed and blond ofcause fancy breeding with this yellow monkey another great pastime of PM churches encouraging interracial breeding.:-?

02-07-2007, 05:49 AM
Bump!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 06:50 AM
Ozziecynic wrote:
:-? An interesting thread BA. It got me thinking about all the modern chari$matic churche$ that seem to have a large number of contemporary pop musicians and performers playing contemporary style ditties with praise the lord style verses and choruses in them at your local mega pentecostal church and how they fit into this satanic pop agenda!.

Fours ago a so called half asian charismatic christian called Guy Sebastian won our Australian Idol reality tv series.
These days he mixs it with the best of them in the mainstream pop charts singing about bonking unknown girls in elevators, how very christian of him, added to the fact the girls in his music clips, are always blue eyed and blond ofcause fancy breeding with this yellow monkey another great pastime of PM churches encouraging interracial breeding.:-?

What is a PM church?

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 07:00 AM
Ozziecynic said:

"Any mkultra sex bots want to teach their kinky sex techniques they learnt under brain washing message me ie Blue Angel come get me baby!!"

He posted this in the "Calling all MKULTRA Babes" thread.

In his comment above on this thread he posted a couple of paragraphs as if, what?

Does he seriously think I would have a conversation with him about anything after the MKULTRA babe's thread?

There are two messages in both of his posts and IGWT is attempting sexual triggering in several of his comments this morning on various threads.

Although it no longer exists, this is their final desperate attempt.

IGWT referring to me as Dear, stated "I'm not that hard up." Ah, the list goes on and on.

The two messages Ozzie has left for me are:

"PM churches in the comment on this thread"

This is a suggestion to Personal Message him.

Obvious suggestion in his post on the MKULTRA babes thread:

"message me ie BlueAngel come get me baby."

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 07:04 AM
It's been a long time comin'
and now it's here
a long time comin'
and it's crystal clear

as i said in the past
and I'll say it again
justice will prevail
this is the BEGINNING of the END

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 07:14 AM
Adam Raised a Cain
Bruce Springsteen

In the summer that i was baptized my father held me to his side
As they put me to the water he said how on that day i cried
We were prisoners of love a love in chains
He was standin' in the door i was standin' in the rain
With the same hot blood burning in our veins
Adam raised a cain

All of the old faces ask you why you're back
They fit you with position and the keys to your daddy's cadillac
In the darkness of your room your mother calls you by your true name
You remember the faces the places the names
You know it's never over it's relentless as the rain
Adam raised a Cain

In the bible cain slew abel and east of eden he was cast
You're born into this life paying for the sins of somebody else's past
Daddy worked his whole life for nothing but the pain
Now he walks these empty rooms looking for something to blame
You inherit the sins you inherit the flames
Adam raised a cain

Lost but not forgotten from the dark heart of a dream
Adam raised a cain

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 07:20 AM
Promised Land
Darkness on the Edge of Town
Bruce Springsteen

On a rattlesnake speedway in the utah desert
I pick up my money and head back into town
Driving cross the waynesboro county line
I got the radio on and i'm just killing time
Working all day in my daddy's garage
Driving all night chasing some mirage
Pretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge

The dogs on main street howl `cause they understand
If i could take one moment into my hands
Mister i ain't a boy no i'm a man
And i believe in a promised land

I've done my best to live the right way
I get up every morning and go to work each day
But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold
Sometimes i feel so weak i just want to explode
Explode and tear this town apart
Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart
Find somebody itching for something to start

The dogs on main street...

There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor
I packed my bags and i'm heading straight into the storm
Gonna be a twister to blow everything down
That ain't got the faith to stand its ground
Blow away the dreams that tear you apart
Blow away the dreams that break your heart
Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted

The dogs on main street...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Themes in many songs: dark clouds, blood moon, desert, highways, dreams.

TAKE NOTE:

Blood runs cold: Suggestive
The Devil's username: COLD

02-07-2007, 07:39 AM
Streets of Fire
Darkness on the Edge of Town
Bruce Springsteen

When the night's quiet and you don't care anymore,
And your eyes are tired and there's someone at your door
And you realize you wanna let go
And the weak lies and the cold walls you embrace
Eat at your insides and leave you face to face with
Streets of fire

I'm wandering, a loser down these tracks
I'm dying, but girl i can't go back
'cause in the darkness
i hear somebody call my name
And when you realize
how they tricked you this time
And it's all lies
but i'm strung out on the wire
In these streets of fire

I live now, only with strangers
I talk to only strangers
I walk with angels that have no place
Streets of fire

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 07:45 AM
Hearts of Stone
18 Tracks
Bruce Springsteen

You stare in the mirror at the lines in your face
And you try so hard to see
The way things were when we were at your place
Everyday was just you and me
And you cry because things ain't like before
Well, don't you know it can't be that way anymore
But don't worry baby
'cause i can't talk now, i'm not alone
So put your ear close to the phone
'cause this is the last dance, the last chance
For hearts of stone

If there was something, baby,
That i could do,
Something that would last, honey, i would
But you should know better than to think that you
Can return to the past
So close your eyes and i'll be there
Hold you once more and not go anywhere
I wish i could babe
But i can't talk now, i'm not alone
So put your ear close to the phone
'cause this is the last dance, the last chance
For hearts of stone

And you cry because things get so strange so fast
And you cry because nothing good ever lasts
Well, i know babe
But i can't talk now, i'm not alone
So put your ear close to the phone
'cause this is the last dance, the last chance
For hearts of stone
I can't talk now, i'm not alone
So put your ear close to the phone
'cause this is the last dance, the last chance
For hearts of stone

In Peace,
BlueAngel

It was said on my past handler/controller's site in an email:

YOU OF ALL PEOPLE SHOULD KNOW THAT THINGS ARE NOT WHAT THEY SEEM.

And, why should I of all people know this? Because they know who I am.

This was an attempt at trancing. It is a mind control tactic/tool.

Obviously, things were not what they seemed while I was there and I high-tailed it out.

02-07-2007, 09:39 AM
I am posting the lyrics to this song again as I have more commentary to add:

The River
Bruce Springsteen

I come from down in the valley where misterwhen you're young
They bring you up to do like your daddy done

Me and mary we met in high school when she was just seventeen
We'd ride out of that valley down to where the fields were green

We'd go down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
Oh down to the river we'd ride

Then i got mary pregnant and man that was all she wrote
And for my nineteen birthday i got a union card and a wedding coat
We went down to the courthouse and the judge put it all to rest
No wedding day smiles no walk down the aisle
No flowers no wedding dress
That night we went down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
On down to the river we did ride

I got a job working construction for the johnstown company
But lately there ain't been much work on account of the economy
Now all them things that seemed so important
Well mister they vanished right into the air
Now I just act like i don't remember, mary acts like she don't care
But i remember us riding in my brother's car
Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir
At night on them banks i'd lie awake
And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take
Now those memories come back to haunt me, they haunt me like a curse
Is a dream a lie if it don't come true
Or is it something worse
that sends me
Down to the river though i know the river is dry
Down to the river, my baby and i
Oh down to the river we ride

In Peace,
BlueAngel

As I've stated, I had an alter by the name of Mary who was the disinformation entity.

This song was used to suggest that my past controller/handler and I met when I was 17. This is negative. I was much younger.

As I've stated, it was also used to call up disinformation about me having had a baby. This is negative.

The reason for this was to call up the torture I relived thinking that I had a baby, cut it up and was institutionalized.

This, as a method to CONTAIN me so that I would be unable to access the TRUTH as to what I know about the pregnancy to which he is referring that wasn't mine.

TAKE NOTE:

Bruce Springsteen does not have a brother.

Further, while on HIS site, after the lyrics to this song were posted over and over again and I had worked my way through the torturous days in bed that the disinformation provoked, I began writing about having been sent to a wayward home for girls. This is negative.

However, it is part of the truth that belongs to this song inasmuch as when I was writing about it on the site, a poster then said to me, if it's not coming, just stop.

In otherwords, the TRUTH was coming about the pregnancy, the wayward home for girls but it wasn't about me.

And, this information is something that they never want to become public knowledge.

02-07-2007, 09:46 AM
At one point during the disinformation process, I continued to have a recurring memory that my past handler/controller had intimate relations with my sister.

This is negative.

This, to cover the truth as to WHOM it is that he had intimate relations with that I found to be deplorable.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 09:58 AM
Wild Kisses (i'm Gonna Treat You Right)
Bruce Springsteen

Well, mister, you see that girl walking down the street
That little girl, she used to turn 'em on
Wild kisses and a heart that's oh-so-sweet
In the middle of the night.

And now, wild kisses <wouldn't> seem to settle down
Afraid to get my feet back on the ground
...
I'm gonna meet her tonight

And now my wild world's tumblin' and dancin'???
...true romancin'
...
Listen to me, baby
I wanna celebrate my dream, girl
I don' wan' no lonely dream, babe
I wanna give everything to my little baby tonight

I gotta... on the track<s>
What she gives me -my god- she break my back
...
...

Wild kisses in the morning
<wendy> gives me a ... to go on?
...

And now... like dancin'
...true romancin'
Why won't you... heart.. to try?
Listen to me, baby
I want to ..., girl
I want to...
I want to...


I don't want...
...
Listen to my heart, girl
I know...
...

[b]Mister, see that girl walkin' down the street
Well that girl, she used to drive me wild
Wild kisses...
...meet her tonight

Wild kisses and <yaddas>

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 10:16 AM
Ozziecynic wrote:
:-? An interesting thread BA. It got me thinking about all the modern chari$matic churche$ that seem to have a large number of contemporary pop musicians and performers playing contemporary style ditties with praise the lord style verses and choruses in them at your local mega pentecostal church and how they fit into this satanic pop agenda!.

Fours ago a so called half asian charismatic christian called Guy Sebastian won our Australian Idol reality tv series.
These days he mixs it with the best of them in the mainstream pop charts singing about bonking unknown girls in elevators, how very christian of him, added to the fact the girls in his music clips, are always blue eyed and blond ofcause fancy breeding with this yellow monkey another great pastime of PM churches encouraging interracial breeding.:-?

I missed something in Ozzie's comment. In addition to the suggestion to PM him, the dollar signs are placed in two words.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 10:21 AM
Incest is common practice inside the "satanic cult."

If one's father sexually abuses them, and he forces his children to sexually abuse one another, and a child threatens to report him, he than uses the excuse that YOU are just as guilty as he is.

He will report you as well. As a child, this works because, although, you know you were forced, how can you explain this to the authorities?

We know it is a vicious cycle. Most times, you are a product of your environment. 99% of those who are abused, sexually or otherwise go on to commit the same abuse upon their children and/or spouse.

I broke the cycle of abuse. This was my determination. This was my goal. To prove them WRONG.

I am a statistic against all odds.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 10:42 AM
Like I said, from what I've read and if memory serves me correctly, Bruce Springsteen does not have a brother. He has two sisters and one of them was pregnant at 17.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

igwt
02-07-2007, 11:17 AM
For those who may be interested in real news regarding Bruce Springsteen use the link following:

http://www.brucespringsteen.net/news.html

02-07-2007, 12:28 PM
Thank you for the link, but I can assure you that it won't provide that truth about certain musicians involved in the "satanic cult" and/or "Mind Control within the Music Industry."

Just the usual propaganda surrounding THEIR most lucrative cash cows.

If I go to that site, do you think there might be an explanation about this particular song, The River?

Was he in an altered state of consciousness or is it a little bit of truth surrounded by alot of fiction?

Who did he get pregnant when she was just 17?

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 12:56 PM
One minute IGWT is helping in my defense against the DEVIL, providing links to some of my posts, playing the protector role.

Then he is OUTTED.

His manipulation didn't work. His mind control tactics failed and so now we SEE his true colors and motives.

Not to protect me, but to protect SOMEONE else.

You have been OUTTED as a manipulator, in League with the Devil, a liar and using mind control tactics on this site.

You have no credibility.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 01:11 PM
I am posting the lyrics to this song again as I have more commentary to add:

The River
Bruce Springsteen

I come from down in the valley where mister
when you're young
They bring you up to do like your daddy done

Me and mary we met in high school when she was just seventeen
We'd ride out of that valley down to where the fields were green

We'd go down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
Oh down to the river we'd ride

Then i got mary pregnant and man that was all she wrote
And for my nineteen birthday i got a union card and a wedding coat
We went down to the courthouse and the judge put it all to rest
No wedding day smiles no walk down the aisle
No flowers no wedding dress
That night we went down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
On down to the river we did ride

I got a job working construction for the johnstown company
But lately there ain't been much work on account of the economy
Now all them things that seemed so important
Well mister they vanished right into the air
Now I just act like i don't remember, mary acts like she don't care
But i remember us riding in my brother's car
Her body tan and wet down at the reservoir
At night on them banks i'd lie awake
And pull her close just to feel each breath she'd take
Now those memories come back to haunt me, they haunt me like a curse
Is a dream a lie if it don't come true
Or is something worse
that sends me
Down to the river though i know the river is dry
Down to the river, my baby and i
Oh down to the river we ride


As I've stated, I had an alter by the name of Mary who was the disinformation entity.

This song was used to suggest that my past controller/handler and I met when I was 17. This is negative. I was much younger.

As I've stated, it was also used to call up disinformation about me having had a baby. This is negative.

The reason for this was to call up the torture I relived thinking that I had a baby, cut it up and was institutionalized.

This, as a method to CONTAIN me so that I would be unable to access the TRUTH as to what I know about the pregnancy to which he is referring that wasn't mine.

TAKE NOTE:

Bruce Springsteen does not have a brother.

Further, while on HIS site, after the lyrics to this song were posted over and over again and I had worked my way through the torturous days in bed that the disinformation provoked, I began writing about having been sent to a wayward home for girls. This is negative.

However, it is part of the truth that belongs to this song inasmuch as when I was writing about it on the site, a poster then said to me, if it's not coming, just stop.

In otherwords, the TRUTH was coming about the pregnancy, the wayward home for girls but it wasn't about me.

And, this information is something that they never want to become public knowledge.

At one point during the disinformation process, I continued to have a recurring memory that my past handler/controller had intimate relations with my sister.

This is negative.

This, to cover the truth as to WHOM it is that he had intimate relations with that I found to be deplorable.

Incest is common practice inside the "satanic cult."

If one's father sexually abuses them, and he forces his children to sexually abuse one another, and a child threatens to report him, he than uses the excuse that YOU are just as guilty as he is.

He will report you as well. As a child, this works because, although, you know you were forced, how can you explain this to the authorities?

We know it is a vicious cycle. Most times, you are a product of your environment. 99% of those who are abused, sexually or otherwise go on to commit the same abuse upon their children and/or spouse.

I broke the cycle of abuse. This was my determination. This was my goal. To prove them WRONG.

I am a statistic against all odds.

Like I said, from what I've read and if memory serves me correctly, Bruce Springsteen does not have a brother. He has two sisters and one of them was pregnant at 17.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 04:36 PM
Open All Night
Nebraska
Bruce Springsteen

Well, i had the carburetor, baby, cleaned and checked
With her line blown out she's hummin' like a turbojet
Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks
For a new clutch plate and a new set of shocks
Took her down to the carwash, check the plugs and point
Well, i'm goin' out tonight. i'm gonna rock that joint

Early north jersey industrial skyline
I'm a all-set cobra jet creepin' through the nighttime
Gotta find a gas station, gotta find a pay phone
This turnpike sure is spooky at night when you're all alone
Gotta hit the gas, baby. i'm running late
This new jersey in the mornin' like a lunar landscape

Now, the boss don't dig me, so he put me on the night shift
It's an all-night run to get back to where my baby lives
In the wee, wee hours your mind gets hazy
Radio relays towers, won't you lead me to my baby?
Underneath the overpass, trooper hits his party light switch
Good night, good luck. one, two power shift

I met wanda when she was employed
Behind the counter at route sixty bob's big boy fried chicken
On the front seat, she's sittin' in my lap
We're wipin' our fingers on a texaco road map
I remember wanda up on scrap metal hill
With them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still

Well, at five a.m., oil pressure's sinkin' fast
I make a pit stop, wipe the windshield, check the gas
Gotta call my baby on the telephone
Let her know that her daddy's comin' on home
Sit tight, little mama, i'm comin' `round
I got three more hours, but i'm coverin' ground

Your eyes get itchy in the wee, wee hours
Sun's just a red ball risin' over them refinery towers
Radio's jammed up with gospel stations
Lost souls callin' long distance salvation
Hey, mister deejay, won'tcha hear my last prayer?
Hey, ho, rock'n'roll, deliver me from nowhere

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 04:46 PM
The Price you Pay
Bruce Springsteen

You make up your mind, you choose the chance you take
You ride to where the highway ends and the desert breaks
Out on to an open road you ride until the day
You learn to sleep at night with the price you pay

Now with their hands held high, they reached out for the open skies
And in one last breath they built the roads they'd ride to their death
Driving on through the night, unable to break away
From the restless pull of the price you pay

(chorus)
Oh, the price you pay, oh, the price you pay
Now you can't walk away from the price you pay

Now they'd come so far and they'd waited so long
Just to end up caught in a dream where everything goes wrong
Where the dark of night holds back the light of day
And you've gotta stand and fight for the price you pay

(chorus)

Little girl down on the strand
With that pretty little baby in your hands
Do you remember the story of the promised land
How he crossed the desert sands
And could not enter the chosen land
On the banks of the river he stayed
To face the price you pay

So let the games start, you better run you little wild heart
You can run through all the nights and all the days
But just across the county line, a stranger passing through put up a sign
That counts the men fallen away to the price you pay,
And girl before the end of the day,
I'm gonna tear it down and throw it away

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 05:01 PM
None but the Brave
Bruce Springsteen

Tonight down on Union Street
I'm thinking back baby to you and me
The way you used to be
Your words come back to me
From passing cars
Voices sing out
And empty bars
Where guitars ring out
We'd walk and talk about
Who'd be the ones to get out

You said
None but the brave
No one baby but the brave
Those strong enough to save
Something from what they gave

None but the brave
No one baby but the brave

In my dreams these nights
I see you my friend
The way you looked back then
On a night like this
I know that girls no longer exists
Except for a moment in some stranger's eyes
Or in the nameless girls in cars rushing by
That's where I find you tonight
And in my heart you still survive

None but the brave
No one baby but the brave
Those strong enough to save
Something from the love they gave.

None but the brave
No one baby but the brave

Now tonight once more
I search every face on that crowded floor
Looking for, I don't know what for
Just waitin' to see you come walkin' through that door
There's a girl standing by the band
She reminds me of you and I ask her to dance
As the drummer counts away
I take her hand, we move away

Tonight, now I see old friends
Caught in a game they've got no chance to win
Gettin' beat and then playin' again
'Til their strength gives out or their heart gives in

Now who's the man who thinks he can decide
Whose dreams will live
and who's shall be pushed aside
Has he ever walked down these streets at night and looked into the eyes of

None but the brave
No one baby but the brave
Those strong enough to save
Something from the love they gave

None but the brave
No one but the brave

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 07:42 PM
Paradise
The Rising
Bruce Springsteen

Where the river runs black
I take the schoolbooks from your pack
Plastics, wire and your kiss
The breath of eternity on your lips

In the crowded marketplace
I drift from face to face
I hold my breath and close my eyes
I hold my breath and close my eyes
And I wait for paradise
And I wait for paradise

The Virginia hills have gone to brown
Another day another sun going down
I visit you in another dream
I visit you in another dream

I reach and feel your hair
Your smell lingers in the air
I brush your cheek with my fingertips
I taste the void upon your lips
And I wait for paradise
And I wait for paradise

I search for you on the other side
Where the river runs clean and wide
Up to my heart the waters rise
Up to my heart the waters rise

I sink `neath the water cool and clear
Drifting down, I disappear
I see you on the other side
I search for the peace in your eyes
But they're as empty as paradise
They're as empty as paradise
I break above the waves
I feel the sun upon my face

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 07:44 PM
Let's Be Friends
Bruce Springsteen

I been watchin' you a long time
Trying to figure out where and when
We been moving down that same line
The time is now maybe we could get skin to skin

Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of comin' to an end
Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of slippin' a-way
Let's be friends, baby let's be friends

I know we're different you and me
Get a diffente way of walkin'
The time has come to let the past be history
Yeah, if we could just start talkin'

Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of comin' to an end
Don't know when this chance might come again
Good times got a way of slippin' a-way
Let's be friends, baby let's be friends

Do, do do doo do do do doo...

There's a lot of talk going `round now
Let'em talk you know you're the only one
There's a lot of walls need tearing down
Together we could take them down one by one

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 07:55 PM
A Good Man is Hard to Find
Bruce Springsteen

It's cloudy out in pittsburgh
It's rainin' in saigon
Snow's fallin' all across the michigan line
Well she sits by the light of her christmas tree
With the radio softly on
Thinkin' how a good man is so hard to find

Well once she had a fella
Once she was somebody's girl
And she gave all she had that one last time
Now there's a little girl asleep in the back room
She's gonna have to tell about the meanness in this world
And how a good man is so hard to find


Well there's pictures on the table by her bed
Him in his dress greens and her in her wedding white
She remembers how the world was the day he left
And now how that world is dead
And a good man is so hard to find

She got no time now for casanovas
Yeah those days are gone
She don't want that anymore, she's made up her mind
Just somebody to hold her
As the night gets on
When a good man is so hard to find

Well she shuts off the tv
And without a word
Into bed she climbs
Well she thinks how it was all so wasted
And how expendable their dreams all were
When a good man was so hard to find
Well it's cloudy out in pittsburgh

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE:

Repetitive: How a good man is so hard to find.

Suggestive: "Tell about the meanness in the world, but a good man is hard to find"

"That world is dead the day he left"

"All wasted"

Personal Note:

ON YOUR OWN! Impossible.

02-07-2007, 08:02 PM
Don't Look Back
Bruce Springsteen

Cold rain running down the front of my shirt
I'm flat on my back wheels in the dirt
Angel makes her face up out on baker street
She's straddlin; the shifter in my front seat
There's nothing to lose
It's a set-up (heartbreak)
The deck's stacked
So put your foot to the floor
And darling don't look back

Well making night tracks through the blazing rain
Blow them pistons, work (move) in the fast lane
White line burning, pockets full of cash
Angel writes her name in lipstick on my dash
There's nothing to lose
It's a set-up (except a heartbreak) (just a bad break)
The deck's stacked (baby we're back)
Tonight we'll blow off the doors (put your foot to the floor)
And honey we won't look back (and darling don't look back)

We held it in our hearts in the pouring rain
We made it through the heart of a hurricane
We tore it apart and put it together again

We'll wash out sins, girl down in the sea
Angel won't you believe in love for me
(come on meet me tonight darlin' out in the street)
We'll move with the city in the dark
You got to walk it talk it in your heart

There's nothin' to lose
It's a set-up (just a heartache)
The deck's stacked
So put your foot to the floor (and) darling
Tonight we'll blow out (off) the doors darling (baby)
Put your foot to the floor (we're gonna even the score)
And darling don't look back (honey we won't look back)
Don't look back
Ah, baby, don't look back

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE:

Repetitive: Don't look back

02-07-2007, 08:13 PM
Bring on the Night
Bruce Springsteen

I lie in bed but baby i can't sleep no matter how hard i try
There's something bad, baby, wrong with me
whenever i close my eyes
The dreams of mary keep me awake with every little curve in place
When i walk home in the daybreak
i pray come back home, baby, won't you give me
Darlin' bring on the night, oh yeah darlin', bring on the night oh now darlin', bring on the night

I walk the street, i'm lookin' for romance
I end up stumblin' in some stupid half-trance
As i watch the lovers mix with circumstance
We watch the disco dancers dance

I look for connection in some new eyes
But for protection they're tranquilized
Forbidding close inspection of who's tellin' who
Forbidding close inspection of who's tellin' who lies

Bring on the night, oh yeah darlin', bring on the night
Oh now darlin', bring on the night

Is it as simple as it seems
I don't know what i'm doin' here, is it as simple as it seems
Is it as simple as i fear, well if i'm right . . .

I look for connection in some new eyes
But for protection they're tranquilized
Forbidding close inspection of who's tellin' who
Forbidding close inspection of who's tellin' who
Baby of who's tellin' who lies

Bring on the night, oh yeah darlin', bring on the night
Oh now baby, bring on the night, oh now darlin' bring on the night
Come home darlin', bring on the night
Oh now darlin' bring on the night

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-07-2007, 08:25 PM
Wages of Sin
Bruce Springsteen

When we fight and i wanna talk it out
You won't say nothing, nothing at all
You just sit there, you won't open that pretty mouth
I think you like keeping my back up against the wall
Wages of sin, you keep me paying
Wages of sin for wrongs that i've done
Wages of sin, you keep me paying
Wages of sin, one by one

I walk in the apartment, there's clothes thrown all over the place
You're crouched in the corner with makeup running down your face
I don't wanna believe what my heart keeps saying
You keep me on the line so you can keep me paying
Wages of sin, we keep paying
Wages of sin for the wrongs that we've done
Wages of sin, we keep paying
Wages of sin, that's how we have our fun

I remember when i was a little boy out where the cottonwoods grow tall
Trying to make it home through the forest before the darkness falls
Baby all the sounds i heard, even if they weren't real
I was running down that broken path with the devil snapping at my heels
I tried so hard, so hard in every way
Swore someday i'd grow up, just throw it all away
Cried all the tears, baby, that i could cry
Stomached all my fears till they came rushin' up inside
Darlin' i'm losin' and it's a mean game
Still i play on and on just the same
Wages of sin, i keep paying
Wages of sin for some wrong that i've done
Wages of sin, i keep paying
Wages of sin for some wrong that i've done
Wages of sin, well i keep paying
Wages of sin, one by one

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Ozziecynic
02-07-2007, 10:45 PM
8-) So whats the deduction BA the BOSS is a kiddie fiddler! :-?

02-08-2007, 06:35 AM
Ozziecynic wrote:
8-) So whats the deduction BA the BOSS is a kiddie fiddler! :-?


What is a kiddie fiddler?

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-08-2007, 05:41 PM
Part Man Part Monkey
Bruce Springsteen

They prosecuted some poor sucker in these united states
For teachin' that man descended from the apes
They coulda settles that case without a fuss or fight
If they'd seen me chasin' you sugar
Thru the jungle last night
They'd a called in that jury and a one two three said
'part man part monkey, definitely'

Well the church bell rings from the corner steeple
Man in a monkey suit swears he'll do no evil
Offers his lover's prayer but his soul lies
Dark and driftin and unsatisfied
Well hey bartender tell me what'd ya see
Part man part monkey looks like to me

Well the night is dark the moon is full
The flowers of romance exert their pull
We talk a while my fingers slip
I'm hard and cracking like a whip

Well did god make man in a breath of holy fire
Or did he crawl on up out of the muck and mire
Well the man on the street
Believes what the bible tells him so
But you can ask me mister because i know
Tell them soul-suckin' preachers to come on down and see
Part man part monkey, baby that's me

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-08-2007, 05:48 PM
Sad Eyes
Bruce Springsteen

Every day here you come walking
I hold my tongue, i don't do much talking
You say you're happy and you're doin' fine well go ahead, baby, i got plenty of time
Sad eyes never lie
Sad eyes never lie

Well for a while i've been watching you steady
Ain't gonna move 'til you're good and ready
You show up and then you shy away
But i know pretty soon you'll be walkin' this way
Sad eyes never lie
Sad eyes never lie

Baby don't you know i don't care
Don't you know that i've been there
Well if something in the air feels a little unkind
Don't worry darling, it'll slip your mind

I know you think you'd never be mine
Well that's okay, baby, i don't mind
That shy smile's sweet, that's a fact
Go ahead, i don't mind the act
Here you come all dressed up for a date
Well one more step and it'll be too late
Blue blue ribbon in your hair
Like you're so sure i'll be standing here


(another version)
------------------------------------------

'til the end
Just me and you baby
Just me and you girl
And i remember you even back then
And i remember back then that i swore that for you i'd drive all night
Anytime, anyplace
That for you i'd drive all night
Anytime, anyplace
That for you i'd drive all night
Anytime, anyplace
That for you i'd drive all night
Through the wind
Through the rain
Through the snow
Just to buy you some shoes
Just to check you out
Just to kiss that pretty face
Just to taste your tender charms
Just to sleep
Just to sleep
In your arms

Babe, maybe you wasn't even listening
Maybe you wasn't even listening
But i remember you promised you'd never go anyplace without me
You promised that you'd never leave without me
You swore that you'd never leave without me
And like everything else
And everybody else from back then you promised
And baby you lied
And baby you lied
Baby you lied
Baby you lied
Baby you lied
Little girl you lied

So now you've come back
So now you've come back
So now you've come back
But just what makes you think that it's so easy
Just what makes you think
That it's so easy
Just to stop
To stop
To stop
To stop
To stop
To stop
To stop
To stop
To stop
To stop
To stop
To stop
To stop


Hiding on the backstreets

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-08-2007, 05:55 PM
Seaside Bar Song
Bruce Springsteen

Well billy bought a chevy '40 coupe deluxe
Chrome wheels, stick shift
Give her gas, pop the clutch
Little girls on the corner
Like a diamond they shine
Someday billy i'm gonna make 'em all mine
Hey girl, you wanna ride in daddy's cadillac?
Because i love the way your long hair falls down your back

Bo diddley, bo diddley's at the seaside bar
We'll run barefoot in the sand, listen to his guitar
You say your mum's gonna meet you when the morning comes
And your papa's gonna beat you 'cause he knows you're out on the run
I'm gonna live a life of love and tonight you're the one

The highway is alive tonight
So baby do not be frightened
There's something 'bout a pretty girl on a sweet summer
Night
That gets this boy excited
Radio man finally understands and plays you something you can move to
You lay back easy ...
Your girl leans over and says
"daddy, can you turn that radio up any louder?"

Ah, the juke joint's humming
Everybody came down
Little willy and his soul boom putting all that stuff down
Well don't let that daylight steal your soul
Get in your wheels and roll, roll, roll, roll, roll

Mama's gonna meet you when the morning comes
And your daddy's gonna beat you 'cause he knows you're out on the run
But i don't care i'm gonna live and laugh and love while the night's still
Young

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-08-2007, 05:57 PM
Where the Bands Are
Bruce Springsteen

I hear the guitars ringin' out
Ringin' out down union street
I hear the lead singer shoutin' out, girl
I wanna be a slave to the beat
Yeah, tonight i wanna break my chains
Somebody break my heart
Somebody shake my brains
Downtown there's something that i wanna hear
There's a sound, little girl, keeps ringing in my ear

Chorus:
I wanna be where the bands are
I wanna be where the bands are
Where the bands are
I wanna be where the bands are
I get off from work and i grab something to eat
I turn the corner and i drive down your street
Little gray houses darling looks like nowhere
But hey i know you're hiding in there
Come on out for just a little while
You know that heart of stone, girl, it just ain't your style
Tonight i wanna feel the beat of the crowd
And when i tell you that i love you
I wanna have to shout it out loud
Shout it out loud

(chorus)

I hear the guitars ringin' out again
Ringin' on down union street
I hear the lead singer shoutin' out and girl
I wanna be a slave to the beat
And i want something that'll break my chains
Something to break my heart
Something to shake my brains
There's a rocker's special on tonight
So meet me on down
'neath the neon lights

(chorus)

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-08-2007, 06:05 PM
Youngstown
Bruce Springsteen

Here in northeast ohio
Back in eighteen-o-threejames and dan heaton
Found the ore that was linin' yellow creek
They built a blast furnacehere along the shor
And they made the cannonballs
That helped the union win the war
Here in youngstown
Here in youngstown
My sweet jenny i'm sinkin' down
Here darlin' in youngstown
Well my daddy worked the furnaces
Kept 'em hotter than hell
I come home from 'nam worked my way to scarfer
A job that'd suit the devil as well
Taconite coke and limestone
Fed my children and made my pay
Them smokestacks reachin' like the arms of god
Into a beautiful sky of soot and clay
Here in youngstown
Here in youngstown
My sweet jenny i'm sinkin' down
Here darlin' in youngstown
Well my daddy come on the ohio works
When he come home from world war two
Now the yard's just scrap and rubble
He said "them big boys did what hitler couldn't do.
"these mills they built the tanks and bombs
That won this country's wars
We sent our sons to korea and vietnam
Now we're wondering what they were dyin' for
Here in youngstown
Here in youngstown
My sweet jenny i'm sinkin' down
Here darlin'in youngstown
Here in youngstown
From the monongahela valley
To the mesabi iron range
To the coal mines of appalachia
The story's always the same
700 tons of metal a day
Now sir you tell me the world's changed
Once I made you rich enough
Rich enough to forget my name
And youngstown
And youngstown
My sweet jenny i'm sinkin' down
Here darlin' in youngstown
When i die i don't want no part of heaven
I would not do heaven's work well
I pray the devil comes and takes me
To stand in the fiery furnaces of hell

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-08-2007, 06:12 PM
Reno
Bruce Springsteen

She took off her stockings
I held 'em to my face
She had your ankles
I felt filled with grace

"Two hundred dollars straight in
Two-fifty up the ass" she smiled and said
She unbuckled my belt, pulled back her hair
And sat in front of me on the bed

She said, "Honey, how's that feel
Do you want me to go slow?"
My eyes drifted out the window
And down to the road below

I felt my stomach tighten
As the sun bloodied the sky
And sliced through hotel blinds
I closed my eyes

Sunlight on the Amatitlan
Sunlight streaming through your hair
In the Valle de dos Rios
The smell of mock orange filled the air

We rode with the vaqueros
Down into cool rivers of green
I was sure the work and the smile coming out 'neath your hat
Was all I'll ever need

Somehow all you ever need's
Never quite enough you know
You and I, Maria, we learned it's so

She slipped me out of her mouth
"You're ready," she said
She took off her bra and panties
Wet her fingers, slipped it inside her
And crawled over me on the bed

She bought me another whiskey
Said "here's to the best you ever had"
We laughed and made a toast
It wasn't the best I ever had
Not even close

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-08-2007, 06:24 PM
Out on the Street
Bruce Springsteen

Put on your best dress baby
And darlin', fix your hair up right
Cause there's a party, honey
Way down beneath the neon lights
All day you've been working that hard line
Now tonight you're gonna have a good time

I work five days a week girl
Loading crates down on the dock
I take my hard earned money
And meet my girl down on the block
And monday when the foreman calls time
I've already got friday on my mind

When that whistle blows
Girl, i'm down the street
I'm home, i'm out of my work clothes
When i'm out in the street
I walk the way i wanna walk
When i'm out in the street
I talk the way i wanna talk
When i'm out in the street
When i'm out in the street

When i'm out in the street, girl
Well, i never feel alone
When i'm out in the street, girl
In the crowd i feel at home
The black and whites they cruise by
And they watch us from the corner of their eye

But there ain't no doubt girl, down here
We ain't gonna take what they're handing out
When i'm out in the street
I walk the way i wanna walk
When i'm out in the street
I talk the way i wanna talk
Baby, out in the street i don't feel sad or blue
Baby, out in the street i'll be waiting for you

When the whistle blows
Girl, i'm down the street
I'm home, i'm out of my work clothes
When i'm out in the street
I walk the way i wanna walk
When i'm out in the street
I talk the way i wanna talk

When i'm out in the street
Pretty girls, they're all passing by
When i'm out in the street
From the corner, we give them the eye

Baby, out in the street i just feel all right
Meet me out in the street, little girl, tonight
Meet me out in the street
Meet me out in the street

In Peace,
BlueAngel

How many different jobs has this songwriter had?

Railroad, loading crates, highway, Texaco station, etc., etc., etc.

redrat11
02-08-2007, 06:27 PM
Why.......



Why are you so FIXATED on this B. Springsteen????? :roll: ;-)

02-08-2007, 06:34 PM
Ramrod
Bruce Springsteen

Hey, little dolly with the blue jeans on
I wanna ramrod with you honey, till half-past dawn
Let your hair down sugar and pick up this beat
Come on and meet me tonight down on bluebird street
I've been working all week, i'm up to my neck in hock
Come saturday night i let my ramrod rock

She's a hot stepping hemi with a four on the floor
She's a roadrunner engine in a '32 ford
Late at night when i'm dead on the line
I swear i think of your pretty face when i let her unwind
Well look over yonder see them city lights
Come on little dolly 'n' go ramroddin' tonight

Come on, come on, come on little baby
Come on, come on let's shake it tonight
Come on, come, come on little sugar
Dance with your daddy and we'll go ramroddin' tonight

Hey, little dolly won't you say you will
Meet me tonight up on top of the hill
Well just a few miles cross the county line
There's a cute little chapel nestled down in the pines
Say you'll be mine little girl
I'll put my foot to the floor
Give me the word now sugar, we'll go ramroddin' forever more

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-08-2007, 06:39 PM
Stolen Car
Bruce Springsteen

I met a little girl and i settled down
In a little house out on the edge of town
We got married, and swore we'd never part
Then little by little we drifted from each other's heart

At first i thought it was just restlessness
That would fade as time went by and our love grew deep
In the end it was something more i guess
That tore us apart and made us weep

And i'm driving a stolen car
Down on eldridge avenue
Each night i wait to get caught
But i never do

She asked if i remembered the letters i wrote
When our love was young and bold
She said last night she read those letters
And they made her feel one hundred years old

And i'm driving a stolen car
On a pitch black night
And i'm telling myself i'm gonna be alright
But i ride by night and i travel in fear
That in this darkness i will disappear

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-08-2007, 06:44 PM
County Fair
Bruce Springsteen

Every year when summer comes around
They stretch a banner 'cross the main street in town
You can feel somethin's happenin' in the air
Well, from Carol's house up on Telegraph Hill
You can see the lights going up out in Soldiers Field
Getting ready, for the county fair

County fair, county fair,
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, hey we're goin' down there
(hey) Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the country fair

Now you'll be hangin' tight when we hit the top
And that rollercoaster's ready to drop
And your braggin', how you wasn't even scared
Well baby you know I just love the sound
Of that pipe organ on the merry-go-round
Baby, down at the county fair

County fair, county fair,
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, hey we're goin' down there
(hey) Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the country fair

At the north end of the field they set up a stand
And they got a little rock and roll band
People dancin' out in the open air
It's James Young and the Immortal Ones
Two guitars, (baby) bass and drums
Just rockin', down at the county fair

(well) County fair, county fair
Everybody in town'll be there
So come on, we're goin' down there
Little girl with the long blond hair
Come win your daddy one of them stuffed bears
Baby, down at the county fair

Now it's getting late before we head back to town
We let that fortune wheel spin around
Come on mister tell me what's waiting out there
On my way out I steal a kiss in the dark
Hope I can remember where our car's parked
Baby, out at the county fair

Now off down the highway there's the last stream of cars
We sit a while in my front yard
With the radio playin' soft and low
I pull Carol close to my heart
And I lean back and stare up at the stars
Oh I wish, I'd never have to let this moment go

In Peace,
BlueAngel

redrat11
02-08-2007, 06:56 PM
Little Girl, you're insane.

02-08-2007, 07:03 PM
I remember telling my handler/controller and all the other "sadistic pigs" that one day they would have to PAY THE PRICE for what they did to not only to me, but everyone else they put their hands on.

They asked, how do you think you're going to accomplish that?

I'll write I book, I told them. You'll be killed before the book is published, they said.

This, before I told them that there was evidence against them.

When they were sure that I was speaking the truth about the evidence, they/HE asked WHY?

Why would I do this to ME/HIM?

I asked, "Why would you do this to me?"

Why? You ask.

Because what you did to me was dispicable. Because the torture, the physical abuse, the mind control, the brutalization cannot go unpunished.

I will not take it to my grave.

They said I would be brain dead by the time I left their hands.

I said, I'll get better one day.

They said, we highly doubt that. We have ways of making people forget.

You will be a walking zombie when you leave this place.

I said, I have ways of remembering.

What did I want, they asked.

NOTHING, I replied.

Money? No, I replied. I want nothing from any of you. I want you out of my life forever.

How can we be sure you won't talk, if you say you have ways of remembering.

I said, you cannot.

They said, then we will not be out of your life forever.

We will watch you until the day you die.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

redrat11
02-08-2007, 07:12 PM
BlueAngel wrote:
I remember telling my handler/controller and all the other "sadistic pigs" that one day they would have to PAY THE PRICE for what they did to not only to me, but everyone else they put their hands on.

They asked, how do you think you're going to accomplish that?

I'll write I book, I told them. You'll be killed before the book is published, they said.

This, before I told them that there was evidence against them.

When they were sure that I was speaking the truth about the evidence, they/HE asked WHY?

Why would I do this to ME/HIM?

I asked, "Why would you do this to me?"

Why? You ask.

Because what you did to me was dispicable. Because the torture, the physical abuse, the mind control, the brutalization cannot go unpunished.

I will not take it to my grave.

They said I would be brain dead by the time I left their hands.

I said, I'll get better one day.

They said, we highly doubt that. We have ways of making people forget.

You will be a walking zombie when you leave this place.

I said, I have ways of remembering.

What did I want, they asked.

NOTHING, I replied.

Money? No, I replied. I want nothing from any of you. I want you out of my life forever.

How can we be sure you won't talk, if you say you have ways of remembering.

I said, you cannot.

They said, then we will not be out of your life forever.

We will watch you until the day you die.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

BA, let's PRESUME your telling the truth, Don't you think a rational person out here reading your horrific story has to think---Why did'nt you tell the authorities anything, and why are you now disclosing all this damning info on 'them'? (just curious) and by the way don't you think your PERSECUTORS could use this info your publishing against you? (you know they could say your insane.)

02-08-2007, 07:27 PM
Roulette
Bruce Springsteen

We left the toys out in the yard
I took my wife and kids and left my home unguarded
We packed what we could into the car
No one here knows how it started
But suddenly everything was just so out of control
Now i want some answers, mister, i need to know
I hear all the talk but i don't know what you're sayin'
But I think i got a good idea of the game that you're playin'

Roulette, that's the name now
Roulette, that's the game now
Roulette, i don't believe what they're sayin'
Roulette, and everybody's playin'

I grew up here on this street where nothin' moves, just a strange breeze
In a town full of worthless memories there's a shadow in my backyard
I've got a house full of things that i can't touch
Well all those things they won't do me much good now
I was a fireman out at riker's,
i did my job Mister, i've been cheated, i feel like i've been robbed
I'm the big expendable, my life's just canceled, null and void
But what are you gonna do about your new boy

Roulette, you're playin' with my life
Roulette, with my kids and my wife
Roulette, every day the stakes get bigger
Roulette, a different finger on the trigger

Down by the river that talks the night speaks in searchlights
And shortwave radio squawk, the police patrol the streets
But i've left behind the man i used to be,
everything he believed in and all that belonged to me

I tried to find my way out to somewhere where i thought it'd be safe
They stopped me at the roadblock they put up on the interstate
They put me in detention but i broke loose and then i ran
They said they want to ask me a few questions but i think they had other plans
Now i don't know who to trust and i don't know what i can believe
They say they want to help me but with the stuff they keep on sayin'
I think those guys just wanna keep playin'

Roulette, with my life
Roulette, with my kids and my wife
Roulette, the bullet's in the chamber
Roulette, who's the unlucky stranger
Roulette, surprise, you're dead
Roulette, the gun's to your head
Roulette, the bullet's spinnin' in the chamber
Roulette, pull the trigger, feel the click
No further danger

In Peace,
BlueAngel

redrat11
02-08-2007, 07:30 PM
Your creeping me out, I shall end this one-sided conversation!

02-08-2007, 08:12 PM
Downbound Train
Bruce Springsteen

I had a job, I had a girl
I had something going mister in this world
I got laid off down at the lumber yard
Our love went bad, times got hard
Now i work down at the carwash
Where all it ever does is rain
Don't you feel like you're a rider on a downbound train

She just said "joe i gotta go
We had it once we ain't got it any more"
She packed her bags left me behind
She bought a ticket on the central line
Nights as i sleep, i hear that whistle whining
I feel her kiss in the misty rain
And i feel like i'm a rider on a downbound train

Last night i heard your voice
You were crying, crying, you were so alone
You said your love had never died
You were waiting for me at home
Put on my jacket, i ran through the woods
I ran till i thought my chest would explode
There in the clearing, beyond the highway
In the moonlight, our wedding house shone
I rushed through the yard, i burst through the front door
My head pounding hard, up the stairs i climbed
The room was dark, our bed was empty
Then i heard that long whistle whine
And i dropped to my knees, hung my head and cried

Now I swing a sledge hammer on a railroad gang
knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain
Now don't it feel like you're a rider on a
downbound train

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 06:23 AM
Bump!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

igwt
02-09-2007, 06:38 AM
Paranoid delusions

02-09-2007, 06:44 AM
Gloria's Eyes
Bruce Springsteen

I was your big man i was your prince charming
King on a white horse hey now look how far i've
fallen
I tried to trick you yeah but baby you got wise
You cut me cut me right down to size
Now i'm just a fool in gloria's eyes

Swore i'd get you back
i was so sure I'd get you back
like i done so many times before
A little sweet talk to cover over all the lies

Well in the dark when it was just me and you
I asked the question that i knew the answer to
Is that a smile my little dolly on the shelf
Tell me is that a smile
Of is it something else?

Now i work hard to prove my love is true
Now i work hard and i bring it on home to you
At night i pray as silently you lie
Some day my love again will rise
Like a shining torch in gloria's eyes

I was your big man your prince charming
King on a white horse now look how far i've fallen

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 06:47 AM
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Album: Human Touch
Title: Cross My Heart

First time i crossed my heart i was beggin' baby, please
At your bedside, down on my knees
When i crossed my heart
When i crossed my heart
I crossed my heart, pretty baby over you

Second time i crossed my heart rain came in from the south
I was lyin' there with something sweet and salty in my mouth
When i crossed my heart
When i crossed my heart
When i crossed my heart, pretty darlin' over you

Well, you may think the world's black and white
And you're dirty or you're clean
You better watch out you don't slip
Through them spaces in between

Where the night gets sticky and the sky gets black
I grabbed you, baby, and you grabbed me back
And we crossed our hearts
We crossed our hearts
Yeah, i crossed my heart...

Little boys, little girls
They know their wrongs from their rights
Once you cross your heart
You ain't ever supposed to lie

Well, life ain't nothin' but a cold hard ride
I ain't leavin' 'til i'm satisfied
I cross my heart
Yeah, i cross my heart
Well, i cross my heart, pretty darlin' over you

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE:

I've stated that before musicians are brought into the limelight they already have a repetoire of songs under their belt.

HOW OLD DO YOU THINK HE WAS WHEN HE WROTE THIS SONG?

redrat11
02-09-2007, 07:50 AM
http://www.sosbeevfbi.com/barbarahartwella.html

02-09-2007, 08:09 AM
Glory Days
Bruce Springsteen

I had a friend was a big baseball player back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar I was walking in and he was walking out
We went back inside sat down, had a few drinks
but all he kept talking about was

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

There's a girl that lives up the block back in school she could turn all the boys' heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by and have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times, she says when she feels like crying she starts laughing thinking about

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

Think I'm going down to the well tonight and I'm going to drink till I get my fill
And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it but I probably will
Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture a little of the glory of, but time slips away and leaves you with nothing mister but boring
stories of glory days

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 08:13 AM
The E Street Shuffle
Bruce Springsteen

Sparks fly on e street when the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot,
All the little girls' souls grow weak when the manchild gives them a double shot,
The schoolboy pops pull out all the stops on a friday night,
The teenage tramps in skin-tight pants do the e street dance and everything's alright,
Little kids down there either dancin' or hooked up in a scuffle,
Dressed in snake-skin suits packed with detroit muscle
They're doin' the e street shuffle.

Now those e street brats in twilight duel flashlight phantoms in full star stream,
Down fire trails on silver nights with blonde girls pledged sweet sixteen,
The newsboys say the heat's been bad since power thirteen gave a trooper all he had in a summer scuffle,
And power's girl, little angel, been on the corner keepin' those crazy boys out of trouble,
Little angel steps the shuffle like she ain't got no brains,
She's deaf in combat down on lover's lane
She drives all them local boys insane.

Little angel says, "oh, everybody form a line. oh, everybody form a line."

Sparks fly on e street when the boy-prophets walk it handsome and hot,
All them little girls' souls grow weak when the manchild gives them a double shot,
Little angel hangs out at easy joe's. it's a club where all the riot squad goes when they're cashin' in for a cheap hustle,
But them boys are still on the corner loose and doin' that lazy e street shuffle,
As them sweet summer nights turn into summer dreams little angel picks up power and he slips on his jeans as they move on out down to the scene
All the kids are dancin'.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 08:20 AM
4th of July Asbury Park (Sandy)
Bruce Springsteen

Sandy the fireworks are hailin' over little eden tonight
Forcin' a light into all those stoned-out faces left stranded
On this fourth of july
Down in town the circuit's full with switchblade lovers so fast
So shiny so sharp
And the wizards play down on pinball way on the boardwalk way past dark
And the boys from the casino dance with their shirts open like latin
Lovers along the shore
Chasin' all them silly new york girls

Sandy the aurora is risin' behind us, the pier lights our carnival
Life forever
Love me tonight for i may never see you again, hey sandy girl

Now the greasers they tramp the streets or get busted for trying to
Sleep on the beach all night
Them boys in their spiked high heels ah sandy their skins are so white
And me i just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades bangin' them
Pleasure machines
Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk where they promise
To unsnap their jeans

And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag
I got on it last night and my shirt got caught
And that joey kept me spinnin' i didn't think i'd ever get off

Oh sandy the aurora is risin' behind us
The pier lights our carnival life on the water
Runnin' down the beach at night with my boss's daughter
Well he ain't my boss no more sandy

Sandy the angels have lost their desire for us
I spoke to 'em last night and they said they won't set
Themselves on fire for us anymore

Every summer when the weather gets hot they ride that road down from
Heaven on their harleys they come and they go
And you can see `em dressed like stars in all the cheap little seashore
Bars parked making love with their babies out on the kokomo
Well the cops finally busted madame marie for tellin' fortunes better
Than they do
This boardwalk life for me is through
You know you ought to quit this scene too

Sandy the aurora's rising behind us, the pier lights our
Carnival life forever
Oh love me tonight and i promise i'll love you forever

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Gypsies, fortune tellers, carnivals, bars.

02-09-2007, 11:40 AM
Happy
Bruce Springsteen

Some need gold and some need diamond rings
Or a drug to take away the pain that living brings
A promise of a better world to come
When whatever here is done
I don't need that sky of blue
All i know's since i found you, i'm happy when i'm in your arms
Happy, darling, come the dark
Happy when i taste your kiss
I'm happy in a love like this

There's a house upon a distant hill
Where you can hear the laughter of children ring
Guardian angels, they watch from above
Watching over the love that they bring
But at night i feel the darkness near, i awake and i find you near
I'm happy with you in my arms
I'm happy with you in my heart
Happy when i taste your kiss
I'm happy in love like this

In a world of doubt and fear
I wake at night and reach to find you near
Lost in a dream, you caught me as i fell
I want more than just a dream to tell

We're born in this world, darling, with few days and trouble never far behind
Man and woman circle each other in a cage
A cage that's been handed down the line
Lost and running 'neath a million dead stars
Tonight let's shed our skins and slip these bars
Happy in each other's arms
Happy baby, come the dark
Happy in each other's kiss
I m happy in a love like this

In Peace,
BlueAngel

The DARK seems to make this songwriter HAPPY. Prevalent in many songs.

02-09-2007, 12:16 PM
Angelyne
(cover: gary u.s. bonds. written by springsteen)


He was a bouncer in a joint called tony's body shop
She was a night cashier down at the stop 'n' shop
He was kinda good-lookin'
And she was kinda fun
They met 'neath that big oak tree
Out where the river runs

Little angelyne, little angelyne
As the sun goes down and the moonlight shines
Back of a greyhound bus sit two lovers entwined
Just big bill and little angelyne

She was just in from texas, didn't know her way around
So he took her to a roadhouse on the edge of town
In the beerhall light she looked so fine
And so he popped the question that was on his mind

It was a simple affair, only a friend or two
Preacher asked if they did, they said they do
She bought two tickets with her daddy's american express
And hopped a greyhound bus in her wedding dress

Little angelyne, little angelyne
As the sun goes down and the moonlight shines
Back of a greyhound bus sit two lovers entwined
Just big bill and little angelyne

In a six dollar motel with the honey bun
With seven glorious days in the nevada sun
He played the tables, she pumped the slots full of dimes
They came back broke but they had a good time

Now many fell apart in the years come and gone
But big bill and little angel they'd last on and on
They held together when the times grew thin
A little boy that looked like her, and a girl that looked like him

So mister don't you pay it no mind
Let the sun go down and the moonlight shine
Back of a greyhound bus sit two lovers entwined
Just big bill and little angelyne

Little angelyne, little angelyne
As the sun goes down and the moonlight shines
Back of a greyhound bus sit two lovers entwined
Just big bill and little angelyne

Little angelyne, little angelyne
As the sun goes down and the moonlight shines
Back of a greyhound bus sit two lovers entwined
Just big bill and little angelyne

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 12:22 PM
Follow that Dream
Bruce Springsteen

If your heart is restless from waiting too long
When you're tired and weary, and you can't go on
Well if a distant dream is a callin' you
Then there's just one thing that you can do

Yeah, you gotta follow that dream
wherever that dream may lead you
you gotta follow that dream to find the love you
need

Now baby, i walk in dreams
And i talk in dreams
I need someone with a love i can trust
And together we'll search for the things that come to us
In dreams, baby in dreams

And i'm gonna follow that dream wherever that dream may lead me
I'm gonna follow that dream to find the love i need

Now every man has the right to live
The right to a chance to give what he has to give
The right to fight for the things he believes
For the things that come to him in dreams

Baby in dreams, i walk in dreams
I talk in dreams
I live in dreams

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Baby in dreams, i walk in dreams
I talk in dreams
I live in dreams

Can't argue with that.

02-09-2007, 01:09 PM
redrat11 wrote:
Little Girl, you're insane.

I'm certifiably SANE.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 01:10 PM
redrat11 wrote:
Why.......



Why are you so FIXATED on this B. Springsteen????? :roll: ;-)

I think the better question would be:

Why is HE so fixated on "little girls?"

and

Why do you care?

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 01:19 PM
redrat11 wrote:

BlueAngel wrote:
I remember telling my handler/controller and all the other "sadistic pigs" that one day they would have to PAY THE PRICE for what they did to not only to me, but everyone else they put their hands on.

They asked, how do you think you're going to accomplish that?

I'll write I book, I told them. You'll be killed before the book is published, they said.

This, before I told them that there was evidence against them.

When they were sure that I was speaking the truth about the evidence, they/HE asked WHY?

Why would I do this to ME/HIM?

I asked, "Why would you do this to me?"

Why? You ask.

Because what you did to me was dispicable. Because the torture, the physical abuse, the mind control, the brutalization cannot go unpunished.

I will not take it to my grave.

They said I would be brain dead by the time I left their hands.

I said, I'll get better one day.

They said, we highly doubt that. We have ways of making people forget.

You will be a walking zombie when you leave this place.

I said, I have ways of remembering.

What did I want, they asked.

NOTHING, I replied.

Money? No, I replied. I want nothing from any of you. I want you out of my life forever.

How can we be sure you won't talk, if you say you have ways of remembering.

I said, you cannot.

They said, then we will not be out of your life forever.

We will watch you until the day you die.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

BA, let's PRESUME your telling the truth, Don't you think a rational person out here reading your horrific story has to think---Why did'nt you tell the authorities anything, and why are you now disclosing all this damning info on 'them'? (just curious) and by the way don't you think your PERSECUTORS could use this info your publishing against you? (you know they could say your insane.)

RedRat,

What is it you're not comprehending? I don't need nor do I want or have I requested your advice.

Clear!

You're not my attorney.

I disclosed information to the proper authorities decades ago.

You can't figure out that, let's see, 40 years ago plus, that a "little girl" did make accusations as to her abuse/abusers, controller/handler.

You need to read this thread and stop playing dumb RedRat.

The time is right now. Mind control programs are spoken about. The information is out there including the satanic cult.

Thanks to those who have been diligently working behind the scenes to this end.

Really? You agree that I have persecutors from the past who could use this information I'm publishing here against me.

Publishing? That is yet to come.

I'm not concerned in the least bit about that and quite frankly, I wonder why you would be concerned.

Afterall, I DON'T KNOW YOU!

Well, you know, what's good for the goose is good for the gander.

Your opinion is of no interest to me regarding my life or how I conduct it.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 01:20 PM
redrat11 wrote:
Your creeping me out, I shall end this one-sided conversation!

You creep yourself out and, quite frankly, I never indicated I was interested in conversing with you.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 01:21 PM
igwt wrote:
Paranoid delusions

Yes, IGWT, you are delusional. You have no other choice now but to deny the truth.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 01:22 PM
redrat11 wrote:
http://www.sosbeevfbi.com/barbarahartwella.html

Gee, I wonder why RedRat thinks I'm Barbara Hartwell.

Could it be that he is delusional?

Or, just desperate?

Probably both.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 03:46 PM
EXPOSURE COMPLETE.

DEFENSE NO LONGER WARRANTED.

PREPAREDNESS IN TACT.

PROCEED AS REQUIRED.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 07:58 PM
Two Faces
Bruce Springsteen

I met a girl and we ran away
I swore i'd make her happy every day
And how i made her cry
Two faces have I

Sometimes mister i feel sunny and wild
Lord i love to see my baby smile
Then dark clouds come rolling by
Two faces have i

One that laughs one that cries
One says hello one says goodbye
One does things I don't understand
Makes me feel like half a man

At night i get down on my knees and pray
Our love will make that other man go away
But he'll never say goodbye
Two faces have i

Last night as i kissed you 'neath the willow tree
He swore he'd take your love away from me
He said our life was just a lie
And two faces have i
Well go ahead and let him try

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Sounds like he's talking about an "alter personality."

02-09-2007, 08:05 PM
When You're Alone
Bruce Springsteen

Times were tough love was not enough
So you said sorry johnny i'm gone gone gone
You said my act was funny
But we both knew what was missing honey
So you let out on your own
Now that pretty form that you've got baby
Will make sure you get along
But you're gonna find our someday honey

When you're alone you're alone
When you're alone you're alone
When you're alone you're alone
When you're alone you ain't nothing but alone

Now i was young and pretty on the mean streets of the city
And i fought to make'em my home
With just the shirt on my back i left and swore i'd never look back
And man i was gone gone gone
But there's things that'll knock you down you don't even see coming
And send you crawling like a baby back home
You're gonna find out that day sugar

When you're alone...

I knew some day your runnin' would be through
And you'd think back on me and you
And your love would be strong
You'd forget all the bad and think only of all the laughs that we had
And you'd wanna come home
Now it ain't hard feelings or nothin' sugar
That ain't what's got me singing this song
It's just nobody knows baby where love goes
But when it goes it's gone gone

When you're alone...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

He refers to himself as Johnny and Billy in several songs. As well as Joe.

Are they alters?

02-09-2007, 08:27 PM
Darkness on the Edge of Town
Bruce Springsteen

They're still racing out at the trestles
But that blood it never burned in her veins
Now i hear she's got a house up in fairview
And a style she's trying to maintain
Well if she wants to see me
You can tell her that i'm easily found
Tell her there's a spot out `neath abram's bridge
And tell her there's a darkness on the edge of town

Everybody's got a secret sonny
Something that they just can't face
Some folks spend their whole lives trying to keep it
They carry it when them every step that they take
Till some day they just cut it loose
Cut it loose or let it drag 'em down
Where no one asks any questions
Or looks too long in your face
In the darkness on the edge of town

Some folks are born into a good life
Other folks get it anyway anyhow
I lost my money and i lost my wife
Them things don't seem to matter much to me now

Tonight i'll be on that hill `cause i can't stop
I'll be on that hill with everything i got
Lives on the line where dreams are found and lost
I'll be there on time and i'll pay the cost
For wanting things that can only be found
In the darkness on the edge of town

In Peace,
BlueAngel

This singer/songwriter references "the edge of town" quite frequently as well as darkness whether on the edge of town or elsewhere.

He also refers to "that hill" in several if not more songs.

He refers to a SONNY in this song. Almost as if he is talking to himself (i.e., possibly another alter).

"Paying the Cost" seems to be a theme.

OF NOTE:

He talks about being married, having lost his wife and all his money.

Reference again to DREAMS.

02-09-2007, 08:50 PM
Straight Time
Bruce Springsteen

Got out of prison back in '86 and I found a wife
Walked the clean and narrowjust tryin' to stay out and stay alive
Got a job at the rendering plant,
it ain't gonna make me rich
In the darkness before dinner comes
Sometimes i can feel the itch
I got a cold mind to go tripping across that thin line
I'm sick of doin' straight time
My uncle's at the evenin' table, makes his living runnin' hot cars
Slips me a hundred dollar bill says
"charlie you best remember who your friends are.
"got a cold mind to go trippin' 'cross that thin line
I ain't makin' straight time
Eight years in it feels like you're gonna die
But you get used to anything
Sooner or later it just becomes your life
Kitchen floor in the evening tossin' my little babies high
Mary's smiling but she's watching me out of the corner of her eye
Seems you can't get any more than half free
I step out onto the front porch and suck the cold air deep inside of me
Got a cold mind to go trippin' 'cross that thin line
I'm sick of doin' straight time
In the basement huntin' gun and a hacksaw
Sip a beer and thirteen inches of barrel drop to the floor
Come home in the evening, can't get the smell from my hands
Lay my head down on the pillow
And go driftin' off into foreign lands

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Is this another alter? Refers to himself as Charlie and is married to MARY.

Different job in this song: Rendering plant. He also did time in jail.

Is this one of those songs that you look at in the end and don't know where it came from?

02-09-2007, 10:27 PM
Two Hearts
Bruce Springsteen

I went out walking the other day
Seen a little girl crying along the way
She'd been hurt so bad said she'd never love again
Someday your crying girl will end
And you'll find once again

Two hearts are better than one
Two hearts girl get the job done
Two hearts are better than one

Once i spent my time playing tough guy scenes
But I was living in a world of childish dreams
Someday these chilish dreams must end
To become a man and grow up to dream again
Now i believe in the end

Two hearts are better than one...

Sometimes it might seem like it was planned
For you to roam empty hearted through this land
Though the world turns you hard and cold
There's one thing mister that i know
That's if you think your heart is stone
And that you're rough enough to whip this world alone
Alone buddy there ain't no peace of mind
That's why i'll keep searching till i find my special one

Two hearts are better than one...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 10:32 PM
Jersey Girl (tom waits)
Bruce Springsteen

I got no time for the corner boys
Down in the street making all that noise
Or the girls out on the avenue
`cause tonight i wanna be with you
Tonight i'm gonna take that ride
Across the river to the jersey side
Take my baby to the carnival
And i'll take her on all the rides

`cause down the shore everything's all right
You and your baby on a saturday night
You know all my dreams come true
When i'm walking down the street with you

Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la i'm in love with a jersey girl

You know she thrills me with all her charms
When i'm wrapped up in my baby's arms
My little girl gives me everything
I know that some day she'll wear my ring
So don't bother me man i ain't got no time
I'm on my way to see that girl of mine
`cause nothing matters in this whole wide world
When you're in love with a jersey girl

Sha la la la...

I see you on the street and you look so tired
I know that job you got leaves you so uninspired
When i come by to take you out to eat
You're lyin' all dressed up on the bed baby fast asleep
Go in the bathroom and put your makeup on
We're gonna take that little brat of yours and drop her off at your mom's
I know a place where the dancing's free
Now baby won't you come with me
`cause down the shore everything's all right
You and your baby on a saturday night
Nothing matters in this whole wide world
When you're in love with a jersey girl

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-09-2007, 10:38 PM
Living Proof
Bruce Springsteen

Well now on a summer night in a dusky room
Come a little piece of the lord's undying light
Crying like he swallowed the fiery moon
In his mother's arms it was all the beauty i could take
Like the missing words to some prayer that i could never make
In a world so hard and dirty so fouled and confused
Searching for a little bit of god's mercy
I found living proof

I put my heart and soul i put 'em high upon a shelf
Right next to the faith the faith that i'd lost in myself
I went down into the desert city
Just tryin' so hard to shed my skin
I crawled deep into some kind of darkness
Lookin' to burn out every trace of who i'd been
You do some sad sad things baby
When it's your you 're tryin' to lose
You do some sad and hurtful things
I've seen living proof

You shot through my anger and rage
To show me my prison was just an open cage
There were no keys no guards
Just one frightened man and some old shadows for bars

Well now all that's sure on the boulevard
Is that life is just a house of cards
As fragile as each and every breath
Of this boy sleepin' in our bed
Tonight let's lie beneath the eaves
Just a close band of happy thieves
And when that train comes we'll get on board
And steal what we can from the treasures of the lord
It's been along long drought baby
Tonight the rain's pourin' down on our roof
Looking for a little bit of god's mercy
I found living proof

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Constant references to TRAINS.

02-09-2007, 11:39 PM
If I Should Fall Behind
Bruce Springsteen

We said we'd walk together baby come what may
That come the twilight should we lose our way
If as we're walkin a hand should slip free
I'll wait for you
And should i fall behind
Wait for me

We swore we'd travel darlin' side by side
We'd help each other stay in stride
But each lover's steps fall so differently
But i'll wait for you
And if i should fall behind
Wait for me

Now everyone dreams of a love lasting and true

But you and i know what this world can do
So let's make our steps clear that the other may see
And i'll wait for you
If i should fall behind
Wait for me

Now there's a beautiful river in the valley ahead
There 'neath the oak's bough soon we will be wed
Should we lose each other in the shadow of the evening trees
I'll wait for you
And should i fall behind
Wait for me
Darlin' i'll wait for you
Should i fall behind
Wait for me

In Peace,
BlueAngel

This song was posted alot while on HIS site. It was to KEEP me hanging on waiting for HIS communication, evidence of his heroic role in the past. And, all the while I was being sucked further and further out of reality.

TAKE NOTE:

The line; "We will soon be wed." He sang this with his wife at one of his most recent concerts and remarked that some people use it as a wedding song, but at that time he was using it as a preventative divorce song.

But, the line, "we will soon be WED."

When was this song written?

Who is he talking about marrying?

02-10-2007, 08:48 AM
Racing in the Street
Bruce Springsteen

I got a sixty-nine chevy with a 396
Fuelie heads and a hurst on the floor
She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot
Outside the seven-eleven store
Me and my partner sonny built her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money got no strings attached
We shut `em up and then we shut `em down

Tonight tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow `em off in my first heat
Summer's here and the time is right
We're goin' racin' in the street

We take all the action we can meet
And we cover all the northeast state
When the strip shuts down we run `em in the street
From the fire roads to the interstate
Some guys they just give up living
And start dying little by little piece by piece
Some guys come home from work and wash up
Then go racin' in the street

Tonight tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow `em all out of their seats
Calling out around the world
We're going racin' in the street

I met her on the strip three years ago
In a camaro with this dude from l.a.
I blew that camaro off my back and drove that little girl away

But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at night
When i come home the house is dark
She sighs "baby did you make it all right"
She sits on the porch of her daddy's house
But all her pretty dreams are torn
She stares off alone into the night
With the eyes of one who hates for just being born

For all the shut-down strangers and hot rod angels
Rumbling through this promised land
Tonight my baby and me we're gonna ride to the sea
And wash these sins off our hands

Tonight tonight the highway's bright
Out of our way mister you best keep
`cause summer's here and the time is right
We're goin' racin' in the street

In Peace,
BlueAngel

This song incorporates the person SONNY again. However, this time he is a friend of the singer/songwriter.

Seems in many of his songs wherein he is talking about his baby, little girl(s), they're always crying.

The lyrics, "all her pretty dreams are torn" and the "eyes of one who hates just for being born."

These lyrics are a "triggering" mechanism for alter switching to darkness of the past and cause for emotional distress. Of note, as well, as I stated above, his love interests (little girls) are always crying. Repetition: crying, sad.

Other themes: Thunder, rivers, highways, Promised Land.

02-10-2007, 09:06 AM
Something in the Night
Bruce Springsteen

I'm riding down kingsley,
Figuring i'll get a drink
Turn the radio up loud,
So i don't have to think,
I take her to the floor,
Looking for a moment when the world seems right,
And i tear into the guts,
Of something in the night.

You're born with nothin,
And better off that way,
Soon as you've got something they send
Someone to try and take it away
You can ride this road 'till dawn,
Without another human being in sight,
Just kids wasted on
Something in the night.

Nothing is forgotten or forgiven,
When it's your last time around,
I got stuff running around 'round my head
That i just can't live down

When we found the things we loved,
They were crushed and dying in the dirt.
We tried to pick up the pieces,
And get away without getting hurt,
But they caught us at the state line,
And burned our cars in one last fight,
And left us running burned and blind,
Chasing something in the night.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

This song was used to call up the disinformation that after I cut up my baby, SOMETHING in the NIGHT came and took me away. That something was a helicopter. Airlifted to a hospital as I had turned the razor blade against myself and/or directly to an institution.

02-10-2007, 09:11 AM
I'm on Fire
Bruce Springsteen

Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire

Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that i do
I can take you higher
I'm on fire

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
Edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
Through the middle of my soul

At night i wake up with the sheets soakin' wet
and a freight train running through the middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-10-2007, 09:17 AM
Red-Headed Woman
Bruce Springsteen

Well, brunettes are fine, man.
Blondes are fun.
But, when it comes to getting the dirty job done,
I'll take a red-headed woman, a red-headed woman.
Yeah, a red-headed woman sure can get that job done.

Well, listen up, sir
Your life's been wasted
Until you've been down on your knees,
Oh, man, tasted a red-headed woman, a red-headed woman
Yeah, a red-headed woman sure gets a dirty job done

Eh ha ha woo hoo woo.
Ee ee ah ee ah ha ea ha ha woo woo (etc.)

Yeah, little tight skirt, strawberry hair.
Tell me what you've got, baby, waiting under there
Big green eyes that look like sun
They can see every cheap thing that you ever done

Well, i don't care how many girls you dated.
Man, you ain't lived
Till you've had your tires rotated
By a red-headed woman, a red-headed woman.
A red-headed woman sure can get the job done.

Well, all you girls out there tonight
Sure look fine,
But my heart and soul and this body of mine
Is a red-headed woman's, a red-headed woman's.
Yeah, a red-headed woman sure gets a dirty job done.

Eh ha ha woo hoo woo.
Ee ee ah ee ah ha ea ha ha woo woo (etc.)

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-10-2007, 09:22 AM
Ain't Got You
Bruce Springsteen

I got a fortune of heaven in diamonds and gold
I got all the bonds baby that the bank could hold
I got houses 'cross the country honey end to end
And everybody buddy wants to be my friend
Well i got all the riches honey any man every knew
But the only thing i ain't got honey i ain't got you

I got a house full of rembrandt and priceless art
And all the little girls they wanna tear me apart
When i walk down the street people stop and stare
Well you think i might be thrilled but baby i don't care
Cause i got more good luck honey than old king farouk
But the only thing i ain't got baby i ain't got you

I got a big diamond watch sittin' on my wrist
I try to tempt you baby but you just resist
I made a deal with the devil babe i won't deny
Until i got you in my arms i can't be satisfied

I got a pound of caviar sitting home on ice
I got a fancy foreign car that rides like paradise
I got a hundred pretty women knockin' down my door
And folks wanna kiss me i ain't even seen before
I been around the world and all across the seven seas
Been paid a king's ransom for doin' what comes naturally
But i'm still the biggest fool honey this world ever knew
'cause the only thing i ain't got baby i ain't got you

In Peace,
BlueAngel

What deal did he make with the devil?

02-10-2007, 01:49 PM
Scratch that.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-10-2007, 01:51 PM
I wonder what kind of deal Bruce Springsteen made with the DEVIL.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-10-2007, 03:52 PM
What does it mean when ONE who is in the music industry "makes a deal with the devil?"

I will tell you what it means.

They sold their soul to rock n' roll for fortune and fame.

They remained a part of the "satanic cult." They believe in Satan/Lucifer/Devil and not GOD.

They may insert him in their songs, but their worship, their allegiance is to a "satanic cult."

I employed my GOD given talents against them. I wasn't about to let them strip me bare of everything I was.

I would prefer to live my life in God's image penniless, if I had, too, than to remain inside their cult forced to do whatever it was they demanded.

I would prefer to live with the "secret" for a very long time, than to stay with them and live the life of a tortured soul filled with pain, sorrow and the sins they force you to commit until it becomes a part of who you are.

Continue to read lyrics. It is a "looking glass" into the lives of many of these artists.

I have waited for this DAY to be upon all of us for a very long time.

I rejoice.

In the name of GOD.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-10-2007, 06:58 PM
I'm posting the following song, simply because the words are inspiring:

Frank Sinatra
My Way

and now, the end is near;
And so i face the final curtain.
My friend, i'll say it clear,
I'll state my case, of which i'm certain.

I've lived a life that's full.
I've traveled each and ev'ry highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, i've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what i had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, i'm sure you knew
When i bit off more than i could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and i stood tall;
And did it my way.

I've loved, i've laughed and cried.
I've had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think i did all that;
And may i say - not in a shy way,
"no, oh no not me,
I did it my way".

For what is a man (woman), what has (she) he got?
If not himself (herself), then (she) he has naught.
To say the things (she) he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows i took the blows -
And did it my way!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-11-2007, 07:36 AM
If he couldn't have me than no one would. Mutilation occurred.

cold wrote:
Splinters again and in the same old place! You need to sharpen your bitch tongue.

BlueAngel wrote:

It's as sharp as they come.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold wrote:

That is why your cunt is so lacerated.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-11-2007, 07:59 AM
My Love Will Not Let You Down
Bruce Springsteen

At night i go to bed
But i just can't sleep
I got something runnin' around my head
Ooh that just won't keep

In the silence i hear my heart beatin'
Time slippin' away
I got a time bomb tickin' deep inside of me
Girl all i want to say

I keep searchin' for you darlin'
Searchin everywhere i go
And when i find you there's gonna be just one thing that you gotta know

One thing you gotta know

My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down
My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down

At night i walk the streets lookin' for romance
But i always end up stumblin' in a half trance
I search for a connection in some new eyes
That hardly protect you from too many dreams passed by

I see you standin, across the room watchin' me without a sound
I'm gonna push my way through that crowd
I'm gonna tear your holy walls down
Tear all your walls down

My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down
My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down
My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down
My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down

Well hold still now darlin'
Hold still for god's sake
Cause i got me a promise
I ain't afraid to make (i ain't afraid to make)

My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down
My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down
My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down
My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down
My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down
My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down
My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down
My love, love, love, love, love, love, will not let you down

In Peace
BlueAngel

Who is he searching for?

There are several songs wherein he sings about having watched someone for quite some time.

This song was used to call up disinformation that I had disappeared, he's been searching for me, we were kept apart for the bogus reasons stated in this thread.

Also, to re-inforce the false protector role and love relationship in an attempt to keep me in the altered state of consciousness about the ficticious past they had created between the two of us while on his site and which was implanted decades ago.

02-11-2007, 08:07 AM
cold wrote:
You would not know. Where is PISSBOY dead as is your other child.

They're in hiding as they've been OUTTED.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Cold wrote:

I can understand why your child would be in hiding.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE:

Implied threat.

igwt
02-11-2007, 10:03 AM
redrat11 wrote:
http://www.sosbeevfbi.com/barbarahartwella.html

02-11-2007, 10:35 AM
If he couldn't have me than no one would. Mutilation occurred.

cold wrote:
Splinters again and in the same old place! You need to sharpen your bitch tongue.

BlueAngel wrote:

It's as sharp as they come.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold wrote:

That is why your cunt is so lacerated.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-11-2007, 10:43 AM
Rockaway the Days
Bruce Springsteen

Billy got out of prison but he wasn't right
Some like to drink or gamble, billy liked to fight
He tracked back to his home state of maryland
Went to his mom's mobile home where she took him in, alright

Chorus:
Rockaway the days, rockaway the nights
Gimme something to last me, baby, till the morning light
I ain't lookin' for trouble, i ain't looking for a fight
Honey rockaway these days, rockaway these nights

Well at a picnic one sunday billy met mary dove
Mary looked at billy, billy fell in love
Billy swore to mary he'd always love her so
They were married in the valley where the river flows, alright

(chorus)

At a roadside bar billy argued with a young man
And he settled that argument with a razor in his hand
With blood on his shirt back to mary he did run
She sighed "billy, oh billy, what have you done?"

He ran to his ma's trailer but the lights were dim
He pounded on the door, she wouldn't let him in
Up the road to a neighbor's house he drew near
They said "billy go away, we don't want no trouble 'round here"
Billy stole a car and headed out on the road
Pocketful of pills and his brain on overload
Seen some lights in his rearview mirror, panicked and gave her the gun
Wrapped himself 'round a telephone pole way out on 101

Well billy got cut out by the highway patrol
Just lay there with the cars passing on slow
Sheriff told billy's ma that billy died
She buried his body by the riverside, alright

(chorus)

Well rich man want the power and the seat on the top
Poor man want the money that the rich man got
Honey tonight i'm feeling so tired and unsure
Come on in mary shut the light, close the door


(chorus)

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Here is another song where Billy and Mary are the characters.

This is one of those songs that doesn't have any continuity. "Loose ends." Lots of jumping around.

Such as, billy died, but in one of the lines in the last verse, Billy tells mary to come on in, shut the light, close the door.

Such as, when billy steals the car, seems like he's alone, but he says he gave her the gun.

02-11-2007, 10:50 AM
Restless Night
Bruce Springsteen

Wished we ran and lived as one
In another world my little one
Where strange trees and dark rivers
run
I told a dream to you

Now outside the streets of pain
And the childhood games we play
Have faded away

But my baby, she has restless nights
She has restless nights
My baby, she has restless nights

On late night movie screens
Young lovers look so sure
Lost in wide awake dreams
That they can't afford

Once i held you in my arms
On a bed of stone
Now we have grown (but darling)

Well my baby she has restless nights
She has restless nights
My baby she has restless nights

Wished we ran and lived as one
A different world my little one
Where strange trees and dark rivers run
I told a dream to you

Now outside the streets of pain
But here inside my heart
It all falls apart

But my baby, she has restless nights
She has restless nights
My baby, she has restless nights

But my baby, she has restless nights
She has restless nights
My baby, she has restless nights

In Peace,
BlueAngel

My past handler/controller referred to me often as "MY LITTLE ONE."

02-11-2007, 11:02 AM
This Hard Land
Bruce Springsteen

Hey there mister can you tell me what happened to the seeds i've sown
Can you give me a reason sir as to why they've never grown
They've just blown around from town to town

Till they're back out on these fields
Where they fall from my hand
Back into the dirt of this hard land

Now me and my sister from germantown
We did ride
We made our bed sir from the rock on the mountainside
We been blowin' around from town to town
Lookin for a place to stand
Where the sun burst through the cloud
To fall like a circle
Like a circle of fire down on this hard land

Now even the rain it don't come 'round
It don't come 'round here no more
And the only sound at night's the wind
Slammin' the back porch door
It just stirs you up like it wants to blow you down
Twistin' and churnin' up the sand
Leavin' all them scarecrows lyin' face down
Face down in the dirt of this hard land
From a building up on the hill
I can hear a tape deck blastin' "home on the range"
I can see them bar-m choppers
Sweepin' low across the plains
It's me and you frank we're lookin' for lost cattle
Our hooves twistin' and churnin' up the sand
We're ridin' in the whirlwind searchin' for lost treasure
Way down south of the rio grande
We're ridin' cross that river
In the moonlight
Up onto the banks of this hard land

Hey frank won't ya pack your bags
And meet me tonight down at liberty hall
Just one kiss from you my brother
And we'll ride until we fall
We'll sleep by the rivers and in the morning We'll make a plan
We'll sleep in the fields

We'll if you can't make it
Stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive
If you can
And meet me in a dream of this hard land

In Peace,
BlueAngel

I wonder who this sir, buddy and mister are that he is always referring to in his songs.

In this song, he says that he and his sister are from Germantown.

He is speaking about someone by the name of Frank in this song. He asks Frank to pack his bags and give him just one kiss. They'll sleep by the rivers and in the morning make a plan.

If Frank can't do this than meet him in a dream of this hard land.

02-11-2007, 11:29 AM
Spanish Eyes
Bruce Springsteen

Little christine Little christine
We're takin' one more run
Secret heart, when the time has begun
Come to part
And hey, you're the one
And now we know
My heart is sold
And though we tried
You took me with your spanish eyes

Hey badlands
Realize
That someone else is yearning
Special sunday night
And baby there's time
Time enough to cry
With all our sad stories
And all the bad that we've done
And all the times
We've rode on for glory
And ...
And you took me with your spanish eyes

Stretch out baby
And call your daddy home
'cause i'm runnin' tonight
Couldn't be all alone
Yes i know how something died
But baby it was just for kicks
It was just for fun
Even with all the bad that we done
They can't say we didn't try
And i fell for your spanish eyes

Saturday night special
Waitin' in the sheets
Oh come on
Talk to me, my sweet
And i'll try to make it complete this time come close and let me dry your eyes
Let me try to turn the lies
And let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Let me kiss your spanish eyes
Come here, baby

In Peace,
BlueAngel

His love interest this time is LITTLE CHRISTINE and he asks her to call her DADDY home.

Again, as usual, his love interest is always crying.

02-11-2007, 11:48 AM
All Night Long (Break-out)
Bruce Springsteen

I was born saved in heaven
It was nothing like the promised land
Raised in a good christian house
Underneath a good christian hand
I was schooled down and dirty
Signed a note back to town
It was there that the workers slaved all week
Waiting for payday to come around

Break out, come on if you're coming
Cause baby i just can't stay
I want to take out the walls of this joint
I want to blow this town away

Now i ain't into fast livin'
I ain't into dying young
And i ain't looking to be forgiven
For any of the stupid things that i've done

For the ones who once had a notion
A notion it was good to be alive
Feel the spark, the rush of emotion
I want to break out baby tonight

I want to dream, that I got a place
I want to scream in somebody's face
Make it seem, get out of this muddy race
All night long

Well all little kings lose their thrones tonight
All you little pretty things better learn to sleep alone tonight
It was down in the cool dirty living
With the man with the master plan
Some girl who can beg forgiveness
And a ticket to the promised land

Down where they'll tear you guts out
Making out what you're all about
Making while we were blasting like a ??
I want out i want out i want out

Want out to the outside
Well i'm a small fool
I want to shout i'm bound for nothing
I want to shout about something too

For the ones who once had a notion
It ain't no sin to be glad you're alive
I feel the heat, the rush of devotion
I want to tear out baby tonight

I wanna do what ain't ever been done
I wanna win what ain't ever been won
I wanna lose blow it all away
I wanna lose what i've always won
Prove it all night long

I wanna know that i got a place
I wanna go where i can see your face
I wanna rock the roof off this place
I want you to know
I wanna live

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Talk about scattered. He's all over the place in this song. Seems he used some of the lines for other song titles later in his career or injected them in other songs.

Such as, Prove It all Night, the Big Muddy, another song with the line, "for the ones who had a notion, a notion deep inside that it ain't no sin to be glad you're alive," The Promised Land, the song with the line, "smashing in my guts, man, caught in a cross-fire I don't understand."

OF NOTE:

The man with the master plan.

All you pretty things better learn to sleep alone tonight.

I want out.

I want you to know, I wannna live

02-11-2007, 11:54 AM
Action in the Street
Bruce Springsteen

Well don't move
Why don't you listen to what i'm saying
And hey you
You better get up if you plan to be staying
Get loose
You got to listen to what the band is playing
Oh tonight
There's action in the street all night
We're bopping to the big beat, go
Get up off your seat and roll

At school
The girls you know their dancing, mister just my speed
And hey cool
If action is the thing you need
Well don't fool
The kid's satisfaction guaranteed
Oh tonight
There's action in the street all night
We're bopping to the big beat, go
Get up off your seat and roll

Well hey man
Yeah don't let the little girl sigh
Understand
If you just move your body side to side
Raise your hand
Shout until you're satisfied
Oh tonight
There's action in the street all night
We're bopping to the big beat, go
Get up off your seat and roll

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-11-2007, 12:09 PM
There is a song by Springsteen with a verse something like:

"You, me and the faith we're bringing into the real world."

I'll look for it later, but, I've always wondered.

What is HE talking about?

Who is YOU and what faith could HE possibly be bringing into the real world?

I don't think he even lives in the real world. Dreamworld of delusions may be more correct.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-11-2007, 12:13 PM
Chevrolet Deluxe
Bruce Springsteen

[/b]I had a wife and kid,
I just wanted to live an honest life on the edge of an honest town.
But in the end they left me danglin' danglin (in the night?)
And i went crazy tryin', tryin' to walk that thin line.

Oh chevrolet deluxe, i bought you with all your accessories,
Oh chevrolet deluxe, i bought you with all your accessories,
But mister, i can't keep my payments up
I lie awake at night and wonder if i'm tough enough
To win back the hand of chevrolet deluxe.
......
They shut the power off down at the mill (the count the third time?)
And these days when you ride down main street
It's just whitewashed windows and vacancy signs
Did you ever think til the end your kids you would never believe
That if you would leave this old town, that it would leave me.

My brother's down in ft bragg, been there for half a year
Man he just got into too much trouble around here.

Chevrolet deluxe, i bought her with all the accessories,
But mister, i can't keep those payments up
Chevrolet deluxe, i lost my heart, i lost my guts....
......
She was sittin' down at highway chevrolet out on route 3
She was lookin'g like she was waitin' just for me
I worked all summer long and i saved my money up
And i went down and i put that money down

In the fall, billy, (...?)
I drove him down rode down together down to fort bragg
In the years that he was gone (...?)
(...?) in the refinery (...?) go along

Chevrolet deluxe, i bought her with all the accessories,
(...?)
Another year end gone, and billy he came home
(...?)

But it was like all of a sudden there was a curse
Things got band and things got worse
Hmmm... went the power there down at the mill
Hmmm... the thrill when they shut the power down at the mill
(...?)

Chevrolet deluxe, i bought her with all the accessories,
But i can't keep those payments up
Chevrolet deluxe

(...?) you were so clear to see
Now when i wake in the mornging i don't know what's happening to me

Chevrolet deluxe, i bought her with all the accessories,
Mister i can't keep those payments up
Chevrolet deluxe you let me down took the heart right out of me

I saw her when i was 17 down at hansen's chevrolet
I made up my mind to get her any how, any way.
That whole summer i worked until i had enough
Then i went and put my money down on that chevrolet deluxe.

[...]
Chevrolet deluxe, i bought her with all the accessories,
But mister, i can't keep those payments up
Chevrolet deluxe, i lost my heart, she took my gut...

It don't matter what you want, it don't matter what you say,
Are you tough enough not to play the way they play

In Peace,
BlueAngel

In this song, he is married, then he says he is 17 and met a girl.

Billy surfaces in this song and he has a brother again.

02-11-2007, 01:11 PM
Since this is one of the few threads on the front page with truth, I like to keep it at the top.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-11-2007, 01:59 PM
Bump!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

The browsers need something to read besides IGWT's cut and paste posts.

02-11-2007, 02:37 PM
I'm a Coward (when it comes to love)
Bruce Springsteen

I ain't afraid of no lions
I ain't afraid of no grizzly bear
I got in a wrestlin' match with old king kong
He didn't even muss my hair
There's just one thing in the whole wide world
That make me doubt my stuff

I'm a coward when it comes to love

Now bring down old hulk hogan
King kong bundy too
Bring down old big mike tyson
I'll show them what a real man can do
They say the tougher' get goin'
Now baby that's when the goin' get tough

But i'm a coward when it comes to love
I'm a coward when it comes to love
I'm a coward when it comes to love

You can bring on a different sexy girl
At every night of the week
Buddy that's okay
But i start tremblin', my knees get weak
Whenever i hear her say
"do you love me baby?"
"do you love me baby?"
"do you love me baby?"

I got a muscle of iron
I got another muscle made of steel
But when we start kissin' 'n' huggin'
You may be the bravest man in the whole wide world
But buddy, that ain't enough

I'm a coward when it comes to love
I'm a coward when it comes to love
I'm a coward when it comes to love

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-11-2007, 02:41 PM
Little Things That Count
Bruce Springsteen

She said we could just sleep together,
There'd be nothing wrong.
We could just hold each other with our clothes on.
I went to answer, i don't think we should.
Then i heard a voice say, yeah, i guess we could.
She kissed me lightly and said you know sometimes when you're down,


It's the little things that count
It's the little things that count
It's the little things...

She said it was too late, i really shouldn't try to drive.
She unbuttoned my shirt and whispered just close your eyes.
Here, let me take your boots off, you know
sometimes when your luck's run out

It's the little things that count
It's the little things that count
It's the little things...

Bridge: her dress rode lightly as she walked
Then she pulled the covers down.

(harmonica break)

Well i was so dry, she held a water glass to my lips,
And the polish on her nail was chipped.
She said she had a boyfriend that i reminded her of.
His hair was the same muddy brown; she stuck her tongue in my mouth...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

How many references to "little girl" so far?

How many different females names used?

How many other love interests without using the words "little girl" or a female name?

How many times is the girl 17?

I have yet to see the word woman used.

How many men so far?

02-11-2007, 04:47 PM
Badlands
Bruce Springsteen

lights out tonight, trouble in the heartland.
Got a head-on collision, smashin' in my guts man.
I'm caught in a crossfire that i don't
understand
But there's one thing i know for sure girl:
I don't give a damn for the same old played out scenes
I don't give a damn for just the in-betweens.
Honey i want the heart, i want the soul, i want control right now
You better listen to me baby:
Talk about a dream; try to make it real.
You wake up in the night with a fear so real.
You spend your life waiting for a moment that just don't come
Well don't waste your time waiting

Badlands you gotta live it every day
Let the broken hearts stand
As the price you've gotta pay
We'll keep pushin' till it's understood
And these badlands start treating us good

Workin' in the field till you get your back burned
Workin' `neath the wheels till you get your facts learned.
Baby i got my facts learned real good right now.
You better get it straight darling:
Poor men wanna be rich, rich men wanna be kings,
And a king ain't satisfied till he rules everything.
I wanna go out tonight, i wanna find out what i got.
Now i believe in the love that you gave me.
I believe in the faith that could save me.
I believe in the hope and i pray that some day it
Will raise me above these

Badlands...

For the ones who had a notion, a notion deep inside
That it ain't no sin to be glad you're alive.
I wanna find one face that ain't looking through me
I wanna find one place, i wanna spit in the face of these

Badlands...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Sums it up real nice. Always a dream that doesn't come true. Always about a broken-heart. Always about trying to escape from something; badlands, etc. Always about the price you gotta pay.

How 'bout, "Honey, I want the heart, I want the soul, I want control right now.

Always singing to someone. In this songs, it's YOU.

This line:

If you had a notion that it ain't so sin to be glad you're alive that would mean that it is a sin to be glad you're alive.

02-11-2007, 06:42 PM
George_Bush wrote:
Looks like my mums age...bunch of dorks...

Filthy hippies...

Probably got married to You Light Up My Life....

BlueAngel said:

You can throw song titles around from here until forever, but they mean NOTHING.

It's been a LONG TIME COMIN', but now it's here.

I didn't turn my back on GOD. I looked to him to help me survive the "satanic cult." I looked to him to shine his light on me.

HE did.

When I was institutionalized, it was said, "I would never see "The Light of Day."

Well, I did.

You tried to take that light from me.

I have no light for you.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-11-2007, 08:52 PM
Taken From:

Re: Barbara Hartwell Part 3: The Jane Fonda Legacy

TAKE NOTE:

George_Bush begins the mission with a song title, "You Light up My Life."

I answer with my reply that includes two songs by Springsteen; "The Light of Day" and "Long Time Comin."

An example of being programmed to react (non-reactive at present) to songs and/or answer back in verse/songs.

He replies that I am a BIG, FAT, LIAR regarding my first response to him.

Before I can respond to Big, fat, liar, he posts another comment directly under it purposely, to Barbara Hartwell that states something like:

"We are awaiting your information."

"Meet us at the Lodge"

and then a DYLAN song title, "Times They are a Changin."

What BUSH is trying to get is for me to give him information that what I've said on this forum is a big, fat, lie with the "we are awaiting your information."

Meet us at the Lodge is code.

It isn't a LIE. So, I don't respond to it.

He comments again regarding the "Eyes Wide Open" movie and how after the sacrifice everything is groovy just like THIS and they all go home.

This is a SUGGESTION to me. To just forget about my past and not to proceed further.

It's obvious this is directed at me, but he masks it by pretending he is speaking to Barbara Hartwell.

I assume in the end since he posted what her role was with the CIA; disinformation agent, etc., that HE/THEY would like me to say that I am Barbara Hartwell.

How this would benefit them, I have no clue other then he has speculated she is a disinformation agent.

Obviously, I'm not Hartwell and, even if I said I was, it can be proven that I'm not.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-12-2007, 06:49 AM
I don't belive that HER reported birthdate is accurate. One indicates 1962, another 1960. The reason for the discrepancy is clear. She is closer to my age.

I say this because I KNOW WHAT I KNOW and I'll SING WHAT I SAID, it's in the BACK OF MY HEAD.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-12-2007, 07:31 AM
IGWT's desperation is now to the point where he is extracting comments made by me on different threads, stringing them together and QUOTING me out of context.

Like I said, he'll be talking out of both sides of his mouth and he is.

EXAMPLE:

IGWT quoted me as follows

TAKE NOTE:

Scripted.

Gee, guys, are you paranoid or something?

I know this because I'm an operative.

I know this because if they can do it to me they can do it to ANYONE...

BlueAngel

The above sentences were taken from different threads posted by me, strung together and QUOTED out of context.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-12-2007, 12:29 PM
cold wrote:
You would not know. Where is PISSBOY dead as is your other child.

BlueAngel said:

They're in hiding as they've been OUTTED.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Cold wrote:

I can understand why your child would be in hiding.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

TAKE NOTE:

Implied threat.

02-12-2007, 12:38 PM
cold wrote:
Splinters again and in the same old place! You need to sharpen your bitch tongue.

BlueAngel wrote:

It's as sharp as they come.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold wrote:

That is why your cunt is so lacerated.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

As I've stated, if HE couldn't have me than no one would. Mutilation occurred.

02-12-2007, 12:45 PM
Let's not forget RedRat's repetition regarding Anna Nicole's death and her son's death.

He supposedly posted a warning to her on this site in September, 06.

Don't mess with Illuminati money.

He provided context that appeared to be a quote from her dead husband which was a warning.

When I pressed him. He said, he was the person who posted the warning on this site.

Did you think she Anna Nicole would come to this site and read your warning? I asked him.

I didn't receive an answer from RedRat, but The Devil replied YES.

Are they one in the same?

So, who was RedRat warning? He knew I would be on this site and knew Anna Nicole wouldn't.

His message TO ME on this thread regarding Anna Nicole's death was, "Now do you doubt me?"

I responded and quoted him. After I posted my comment, he had edited his original post and the question "Now do you doubt me?" had been changed.

I'm not married to oil money and I have no plans on sueing anyone for monetary gain.

Let's also remember the SCRIPTED "black boxes" in cars thread.

The "FATAL CRASH" message meant for my eyes only and the comment by IGWT, "Think Diana."

In Peace,
BlueAngel

NOW DO YOU DOUBT ME?

02-12-2007, 02:11 PM
THE POWER OF THE SUBCONSCIOUS MIND

Should not be underestimated nor should the power of HYPNOSIS in accessing the subconscious mind, especially when one is the subject of a mind control program.

During hypnosis, one is placed in an altered state of consciousness. Their subconscious mind is brought to the forefront where certain codes, commands and triggers are installed, embedded and implanted. This is a highly suggestive state of mind.

They might say when you hear this particular song you will feel this way; when you hear this particular phrase, you will recall this; when you hear this phrase and this command you will report the following.

Repetition is a factor, as well. When you hear this sound; when you hear this tone; and they will be repeated under hypnosis until the subject responds in the way that their handlers/controllers desire.

In this way, a mind control victim is never in control of their own thoughts/actions and behavior when incarcerated in the "cult."

Even when consciously going through day to day activities, there are a myriad of triggers that can cause a mind control victim to be placed in an altered state of consciousness and be unaware of it.

These triggers reach the subconscious mind unknowingly through the conscious mind.

So, the George_Bush FAILED operation is an example of this.

He was looking to place me in an altered state of consciousness with the song, "You light up my life."

I was programmed to alter change with songs.

He then called me a "big, fat, liar."

"Big, fat liar" was a suggestion.

"Meet me at the Lodge" was a trigger.

"We await your detailed information" was a command.

He was looking for me to call MYSELF a big, fat, liar regarding what I have reported about my incarceration in MKULTRA/Project Monarch and, in particular, being used in the Music Industry as a sex slave.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-12-2007, 02:33 PM
What I am reporting on this site as to the various tactics directed at me because I am a mind control survivor, and because I have information that they desire never to be public, hence their reason for being here. There is no other, is similar to how I operated and what I reported in the past to THE OTHERS.

Yes, there were more details, more information, more names, more faces. The circumstances were different.

However, after I was tortured and left in a state of fear and anxiety, I told HIM/THEM when they were overjoyed at the fact that details were sketchy, it didn't matter.

The information had been passed on and was in safe-keeping.

What they did to me in order to silence, neutralize and contain me would be explained, as well.

It's been decades in the making, but IT WILL.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-12-2007, 05:29 PM
The New Timer
Ghost of Tom Joad
Bruce Springsteen

He rode the rails since the great depression
Fifty years out on the skids
He said 'you don't cross nobody
You'll be all right out here kid.'
Left my family pennsylvania
Searchin' for work i hit the road
I met frank in east texas
In a freight yard blown thru with snow
From new mexico to colorado california to the sea
Frank he showed me the ropes sir=20
Just till i could get back on my feet
I hoed sugar beets outside of firebaugh i picked the peaches from the
Marysville trees
They bunked us in a barn just like animals
Me and a hundred others just like me
We split up come the springtime
I never seen frank again
'cept one rainy night he blew by me on a grainer
Shouted my name and disappeared in the rain and wind
They found him shot dead outside of stockton
His body lyin' on a muddy hill
Nothin' taken nothin' stolen
Somebody killin' just to kill
Late that summer was rollin' thru the plains of texas
A vision passed before my eyes
A small house sittin' trackside
With the glow of the savior's beautiful light
A woman stood cookin' in the kitchen
Kid sat at a table with his old man
Now I wonder does my son miss me
Does he wonder where i am
Tonight i pick my campsite carefully
Outside the sacramento yard
Gather some wood and light a fire
In the early winter dark
Wind whistling cold i pull my coat around me
Heat some coffee and stare out into the black night
I lie awake i lie awake sir
With my machete by my side
My jesus your gracious love and mercy
Tonight i'm sorry could not fill my heart
Like one good rifle
And the name of who i ought to kill

In Peace,
BlueAngel

In this song, he leaves his family in Pennsylvania looking for work. He meets this FRANK person in east texas.

Frank shows him the ropes. This isn't the first time Frank has been in one of his songs. Last song I posted, he asked him for a kiss.

Frank winds up dead and this person, whomever it may be in this song, goes to sleep and in the last verse says; "Like one good rifle And the name of who i ought to kill."

TAKE NOTE:

Showin' you the ropes produces Frank Sinatra's name.

igwt
02-12-2007, 06:24 PM
BlueAngel wrote:
Let's not forget RedRat's repetition regarding Anna Nicole's death and her son's death.

He supposedly posted a warning to her on this site in September, 06.

Don't mess with Illuminati money.

He provided context that appeared to be a quote from her dead husband which was a warning.

When I pressed him. He said, he was the person who posted the warning on this site.

Did you think she Anna Nicole would come to this site and read your warning? I asked him.

I didn't receive an answer from RedRat, but The Devil replied YES.

Are they one in the same?

So, who was RedRat warning? He knew I would be on this site and knew Anna Nicole wouldn't.

His message TO ME on this thread regarding Anna Nicole's death was, "Now do you doubt me?"

I responded and quoted him. After I posted my comment, he had edited his original post and the question "Now do you doubt me?" had been changed.

I'm not married to oil money and I have no plans on sueing anyone for monetary gain.

Let's also remember the SCRIPTED "black boxes" in cars thread.

The "FATAL CRASH" message meant for my eyes only and the comment by IGWT, "Think Diana."

In Peace,
BlueAngel

NOW DO YOU DOUBT ME?


Think Diana

02-12-2007, 06:28 PM
We had to make animal sounds for some reason while we were at the farm, especially learn to BAAHHH like a sheep. I'm sure this is obvious as to why. As sheep follow.

But, it was constant. Let us hear you BAAHHH like a sheep.

This was a constant while I was on my past handler/controller's site.

When that was sounded, I suppose I was to follow or something like a sheep, but I just wasn't getting it there, so the programming levels were emailed to me. Perhaps to remind me of BETA and DELTA programming.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-12-2007, 06:38 PM
Hungry Heart
Bruce Springsteen

Got a wife and kids in baltimore jack
I went out for a ride and i never went back
Like a river that don't know where it's flowing
I took a wrong turn and i just kept going

Everybody's got a hungry heart
Everybody's got a hungry heart
Lay down your money and you play your part
Everybody's got a hungry heart

I met her in a kingstown bar
We fell in love i knew it had to end
We took what we had and we ripped it apart
Now here i am down in kingstone again

Everybody's got a hungry heart...

Everybody needs a place to rest
Everybody wants to have a home
Don't make no difference what nobody says
Ain't nobody like to be alone

Everybody's got a hungry heart...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

This time he has a wife, kids and leaves them. Falls in love with someone he meets in a bar and they rip their love apart.

Broken heart, ripped apart, dreams that don't
come true, his love interests always crying and sad. Always touching someone he loves in his dreams, but never in reality. Always thinking about a memory of someone he loved, but the dream fell apart.

IMO, I truly don't think these love interests of his were always crying. Probably what he would have preferred.

SAME OLD, SAME OLD.

02-12-2007, 06:42 PM
I am recalling a memory of being at the farm as a little girl.

I always asked questions. This was a part of who I was, but also to gain knowledge.

I asked questions innocently as a child.

I remember asking Mengele why WE had to call him Daddy. He said that while we were there, he was the Daddy of all Daddys.

We were all of his children.

I'd say, but you're not my real Daddy. Well, he said again, I'm your father figure, your Daddy while you are here.

I remember distinctly that we had to say his name properly. Not Joseph, but Josef.

All slaves have handlers/controllers and they refer to them as Daddy, but he was the Daddy of all Daddys, so to speak.

And, we were THEIR "little girls."

At the FARM, beastiality was forced upon us and I do believe pictures were taken.

I see a Barn and then a large piece of land with a mountain and a building. I see myself walking across the land from the barn with books in my hand. I feel as though there were classrooms, as well, but I don't see them yet.

We were spies in training it was said.

This, in the beginning to cover what horrendous acts would follow.

I see myself sitting on his lap. Being referred to as his little lap dog. And, being pet like I was a dog or kitten. You're my little kitty cat.

We had to make animal sounds for some reason, especially learn to BAAHHH like a sheep. I'm sure this is obvious as to why. As sheep follow.

But, it was constant. Let us hear you BAAHHH like a sheep.

This was a constant while I was on my past handler/controller's site.

When that was sounded, I suppose I was to follow or something, but I just wasn't getting it there, so the programming levels were emailed to me. Perhaps, for BETA, perhaps for DELTA, as well.

He seems to always be holding some kind of a whip and wears black boots. To keep us in line with the whip. We are in a line and he is checking the line and if you are not lined up properly, exactly, the whip is felt. Sometimes, lightly to frighten, other times welts are produced.

I've always had a memory of a peg leg or a hook arm.

I don't know if this is something they did while enacting Peter Pan or not. But, there is a vision of him standing in front of me, I'm in a chair, being hypnotized, a collar around my neck and a chain and a cage nearby. He has a hook arm.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

igwt
02-12-2007, 06:50 PM
BlueAngel wrote:
I am recalling a memory of being at the farm as a little girl.

I always asked questions. This was a part of who I was, but also to gain knowledge.

I asked questions innocently as a child.

I remember asking Mengele why WE had to call him Daddy. He said that while we were there, he was the Daddy of all Daddys.

We were all of his children.

I'd say, but you're not my real Daddy. Well, he said again, I'm your father figure, your Daddy while you are here.

I remember distinctly that we had to say his name properly. Not Joseph, but Josef.

All slaves have handlers/controllers and they refer to them as Daddy, but he was the Daddy of all Daddys, so to speak.

And, we were THEIR "little girls."

At the FARM, beastiality was forced upon us and I do believe pictures were taken.

I see a Barn and then a large piece of land with a mountain and a building. I see myself walking across the land from the barn with books in my hand. I feel as though there were classrooms, as well, but I don't see them yet.

We were spies in training it was said.

This, in the beginning to cover what horrendous acts would follow.

I see myself sitting on his lap. Being referred to as his little lap dog. And, being pet like I was a dog or kitten. You're my little kitty cat.


We had to make animal sounds for some reason, especially learn to BAAHHH like a sheep. I'm sure this is obvious as to why. As sheep follow.

But, it was constant. Let us hear you BAAHHH like a sheep.

This was a constant while I was on my past handler/controller's site.

When that was sounded, I suppose I was to follow or something, but I just wasn't getting it there, so the programming levels were emailed to me. Perhaps, for BETA, perhaps for DELTA, as well.

He seems to always be holding some kind of a whip and wears black boots. To keep us in line with the whip. We are in a line and he is checking the line and if you are not lined up properly, exactly, the whip is felt. Sometimes, lightly to frighten, other times welts are produced.

I've always had a memory of a peg leg or a hook arm.

I don't know if this is something they did while enacting Peter Pan or not. But, there is a vision of him standing in front of me, I'm in a chair, being hypnotized, a collar around my neck and a chain and a cage nearby. He has a hook arm.

BlueAngel wrote:

55132 wrote:
blue aNGEL IS NOT ONE PERSON BUT A GROUP OF VERY INTELIGENT OPERATIVES WHO are under contratct to SEEK and DESTROY SITES LIKE THIS. they are paid by the pentagon. all they do is prevent inleigent conversation while gathering ineligence they block sites just by sheer number of imbecile postings

DO NOT reply just ignore most of there conversation is just pure nothing.

55132

Are you kidding me?? The Devil was a failure, George_Bush was a failure, IGWT, RedRat, who else am I forgetting?

So, in comes 55132. Hasn't posted here in how long?

And, who responds to him? George_Bush and The Devil.

They are so DESPERATE, they are so obvious that they most certainly must be DELUSIONAL as well.

Those who destroy this site are the very posters who say that I and others are.

Intelligent conversation from whom?

THE DEVIL? Oh, yes, can't get more intelligent than that.

B*itch and C*unt are his favorite words.

And, George_Bush. Oh, yes, on the site talking to Barbara Hartwell, or so he thinks.

Go away, 55132, or 55886, whatever your number is.

You're just another dead RAT to add to the pile.

I make my living operating my own business.

The government abused myself and thousands of others maybe more in mind control programs. I'm here writing about it and you say I'm disrupting.

I'm disrupting no one!

You are disrupting and OUT OF ORDER!

And, by the way. THEY DIDN'T PAY ME FOR IT then and they're not paying me for it now.

People like to come here and read. And it is people like you who post garbage.


P.S. You know nothing about me except for the fact as you've stated that I am highly intelligent.

P.P.S. People are READING what I'm writing and for the most part they have no reason to reply because it isn't something they would know about unless they were incarcerated in a "satanic cult" as well.

And, what? They're going to listen to you!!!

BlueAngel wrote:
You'll be talkin' out of both sides of your mouth real soon.

Receiving a taste of your own medicine, as well. Double doses, I might add.

TAKE NOTE:

Scripted.

Gee, guys, are you paranoid or something?

I know this because I'm an operative.

I know this because if they can do it to me they can do it to ANYONE...

Did you just design that website?

Again, it's BlueAngel.

You have been OUTTED as a manipulator, in League with the Devil, a liar and using mind control tactics on this site.

TAKE NOTE:

Scripted.

Gee, guys, are you paranoid or something?

I know this because I'm an operative.

I know this because if they can do it to me they can do it to ANYONE...

No. Obvious observations. The truth is not a delusion.

You must feel threatened by my knowledge.

Sorry, but I don't shut up for anyone.

One minute IGWT is helping in my defense against the DEVIL, providing links to some of my posts, playing the protector role.

Then he is OUTTED.

His manipulation didn't work. His mind control tactics failed and so now we SEE his true colors and motives.

Not to protect me but to protect SOMEONE else.

By the way, did you just design that website?

Again, it's BlueAngel. My huband, children, family and friends can testify that is not me.

You have been OUTTED as a manipulator, in League with the Devil, a liar and using mind control tactics on this site.

You have no credibility.


BlueAngel wrote:
TAKE NOTE:

Scripted.

Gee, guys, are you paranoid or something?

I know this because I'm an operative.

I know this because if they can do it to me they can do it to ANYONE...


BlueAngel wrote:
Let's not forget RedRat's repetition regarding Anna Nicole's death and her son's death.

He supposedly posted a warning to her on this site in September, 06.

Don't mess with Illuminati money.

He provided context that appeared to be a quote from her dead husband which was a warning.

When I pressed him. He said, he was the person who posted the warning on this site.

Did you think she Anna Nicole would come to this site and read your warning? I asked him.

I didn't receive an answer from RedRat, but The Devil replied YES.

Are they one in the same?

So, who was RedRat warning? He knew I would be on this site and knew Anna Nicole wouldn't.

His message TO ME on this thread regarding Anna Nicole's death was, "Now do you doubt me?"

I responded and quoted him. After I posted my comment, he had edited his original post and the question "Now do you doubt me?" had been changed.

I'm not married to oil money and I have no plans on sueing anyone for monetary gain.

Let's also remember the SCRIPTED "black boxes" in cars thread.

The "FATAL CRASH" message meant for my eyes only and the comment by IGWT, "Think Diana."

In Peace,
BlueAngel

NOW DO YOU DOUBT ME?


Think Diana

cold
02-12-2007, 07:04 PM
Yes indeed.

TheDevil

02-12-2007, 07:16 PM
There was a poster on HIS site whose username was a color.

This person stated, "soldier dismissed" or "at ease, soldier."

This, I assume because I was reporting accurate information as to my incarceration in Project Monarch and they were more interested in disinformation.

They had to "beef up" their psychological operation in order to attempt to acheive the results they desired in me.

This, a failure as well.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-12-2007, 07:19 PM
BlueAngel wrote:
There was a poster on HIS site whose username was a color.

This person stated, "soldier dismissed" or "at ease, soldier."

This, I assume because I was reporting accurate information as to my incarceration in Project Monarch and they were more interested in disinformation.

They had to "beef up" their psychological operation in order to attempt to acheive the results they desired in me.

This, a failure as well.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

ad infinitum

02-12-2007, 07:31 PM
I Wish I Were Blind
Human Touch
Bruce Springsteen

I love to see the cottonwood blossom in the early spring
I love to see the message of love that the bluebird brings
But when i see you walking with him down along the strand
I wish i were blind when i see you with your man

I love to see your hair shining in the long summer's light
I love to watch the stars fill the sky on a summer night
The music plays, you take his hand
I watch how you touch him as you start to dance
And i wish i were blind when i see you with your man

We struggle here but all our love's in vain
And these eyes that once filled me with your beauty now fill me with pain
And the light that once entered here is banished from me
And this darkness is all, baby, that my heart sees

And though the world is filled with the grace and beauty of god's hand
Oh i wish i were blind when i see you with your man

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Here we go again. Another YOU love interest. She is with someone else. But, they struggle and all their love is in vain.

How can this be? She is with someone else.

All the light in his life is gone and again darkness is all that his heart sees.

02-12-2007, 07:35 PM
Roll of the Dice
Human Touch
Bruce Springsteen

Well i've been a losin' gambler
Just throwin' snake eyes
Love ain't got me downhearted
I know up around the corner lies
My fool's paradise
In just another roll of the dice

All my elevens and sevens been comin' up
Sixes and nines
But since i fell for you baby
Been comin' on changin' times
They're just waitin' over the rise
Just another roll of the dice

I've stumbled and i know i made my mistakes
But tonight i'm gonna be playin' for all of the stakes
Well it's never too late so come on girl
The tables are waiting
You and me and lady luck well tonight
We'll be celebrating
Drinkin' champagne on ice
In just another roll of the dice

High-rollers lay down your bets and i'll raise 'em
Well i know the odds ain't in my favor

Maybe i'm just a clown throwin' down
Looking' to come up busted
I'm a thief in the house of love
And i can't be trusted
Well i'll be making my heist
In just another roll of the dice
Move on up
Come on seven
Roll me baby
In this fool's heaven

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Wouldn't be the first time he says he can't be trusted.

Another no-name love interest.

02-12-2007, 07:45 PM
Implied Threat to BlueAngel

redrat11 wrote:
REDRAT11, made the fatal MISTAKE of taking INDIANAPOLIS COLTS for VICTORY, now I must actually hide for dear life!!!!! people after your throat!!!!!


Take note:

FATAL MISTAKE!!!!!!

HIDE FOR DEAR LIFE. PEOPLE AFTER YOUR THROAT.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-12-2007, 08:05 PM
NO
Madame you are Nutz.

TheDevil

02-12-2007, 08:36 PM
At one point when I was on HIS site feeling as if I was being pulled away and had mentioned my state of mind, a regular on the site posted a message that went something like:

"Let Wendy go, Let Wendy go....followed by some kind of bippity bobbity boo.

There was another time when I was so far removed from my family because I was being convinced that my husband was ONE OF THEM and they weren't, a poster posted the message, "I tried to warn you, pin a rose on me."

I think this is also a song.

There were times when I would tell HIM to take me home; I didn't want to see him anymore; be with him; he frightened me, and he would place me in a stranglehold and/or chokehold and tell me that I belonged to him.

I'd say, "you're hurting me, I can't breathe." You're hurting my neck, you're chocking me.

When he let go, he would laugh and say, oh, I didn't hurt you.

I'd say, if I tell you that you hurt me, you hurt me. Why don't you understand this?

Once, on the site, when I indicated I was leaving a poster said, "I've got you in a stranglehold."

A feeling of fright came over me. I thought, does this person actually think this is a good thing to say to someone. I suppose it was to frighten me into staying just as in the past.

When I told my parents this, they'd say, oh, he didn't mean to hurt you.

My father would say, "Is this what he does?" I'd answer yes, as he was demonstrating on me, but I'd say he does it to the point where I feel like I can't breathe or get any air.

He probably doesn't know his own strength.

Again, the arguing would follow. How can someone think they're not hurting you if you tell them that they are? Answer this, I would tell my parents.

If I'm gasping for air, how can someone not know that what they're doing is abusive?

Why would he say that I'm faking it? So, he can't blame himself, I'd ask.

It doesn't matter if I tell him he's hurting me, he still does it.

And, apparently, you don't care either.

I'm just a good actress, they'd say.

I just wanted attention. Now, why would I want attention that way, I'd ask.

Do I ask him to put a stranglehold on me? No, he does when I threaten to leave.

You act as if I'm just making it up. You believe him and his LIES more than you believe your own daughter.

Blinded by the prospect of MONEY.

I guess I was suppose to get them out of the poor house and sell my soul to The Devil.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-12-2007, 08:48 PM
Madame you are bippity bobbity boo Nutz.

TheDevil

02-12-2007, 09:12 PM
This, from someone on the forum who has PROVEN himself not to be of SOUND MIND.

YOU HAVE NO DEFENSE. Hence, the best you can come up with is that I'm NUTZ.

And, why would The Devil need a DEFENSE against me anyway?

You better come up with something better than I'm nutz, cause, I'm telling you right now, it ain't gonna fly.

WE know who the crazy people are and I'm certainly not one of them.

I wonder why The Devil even hangs here. Why he even cares about what I write.

Boy, I'm stumped!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-12-2007, 09:30 PM
All of this which *seems* to contradict your reaction to what I posted regarding the "Publius Enigma" phenomenon. I am equally "stumped" !@!!

02-12-2007, 09:35 PM
spectre wrote:
All of this which *seems* to contradict your reaction to what I posted regarding the "Publius Enigma" phenomenon. I am equally "stumped" !@!!

I had no reaction to what you posted or inquired of me via PM regarding "Publius Enigma."

I simply commented on it.

It was not a contradiction to anything I've posted.

It doesn't even compare to what I've WRITTEN! Does this delude you because....

You must either be delusional or grasping at straws. One or the other.

Maybe both.

Operative word *seems* to contradict. You don't even know. You have no clue. You're only interest is in protecting the music industry and/or my handler/controller from the past.

One or the other. Most probably both.

Gee, I wonder why Spectre is so concerned about what I write here?

I'm equally stumped.

Maybe he's a musician.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-13-2007, 09:59 AM
TAKE NOTE:

George_Bush referring to me as Barbra, Barbs.

Shadow referring to me as BABS!

Possible altered state of consciousness triggers or a possible alter that no longer exists.

Shadow's posting of Carry On, out of context in SeC's post.

Military terms. At ease, as you were, carry on. Carry on was used alot on my past handler/controller's website.

Possibly an attempt to bring me back to a past state of mind that would not include my present recall.

Remember, my enslavement involved military training/intelligence of which I was not to devulge and, of which I have. The reason I was called a traitor, having committed treason and tortured.

Again, some secrets are not better kept from the public.

I was sworn to protect and defend the Constitution of the United States of Amercia and if that meant for THEM, I would not. If it was for my country and her citizens, I did so and am still doing so and will continue to do so.

Of note, as well, RedRat's message, "See you in a few months, BA." WE WILL WIN!!

To RedRat, I will look the other way. And, his sadistic behavior when he thought he was harrassing me.

*kicks back pours another beer,* he stated.

In Peace,
BlueAngel


Carry on My Wayward Son
Kansas

CHORUS
Carry on on my wayward son,
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring every higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreamin', I can hear them say

CHORUS

Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means that I don't know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean

In Peace,
BlueAngel
I set a course for winds of fortune, but, I hear the voices say

CHORUS

Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you

CHORUS

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Shadow has just provided an example of being programmed to songs. Which are null and void at this point. But, they keep trying.

02-13-2007, 12:04 PM
Do you think some of the posters here want me to believe that I'm the abusive one?

Do you think some of the posters here want me to believe that I'm the crazy one?

Kind of mimics the ole' days when I was incarcerated in MKULTRA/Project Monarch and used in the Music Industry as a sex slave.

They weren't abusive or crazy, I was.

What else can they say?

Oh, yes, WE DID THIS AND MUCH MORE.

Yes, I just woke up one morning and decided I would imagine that I was the victim of a mind control program and I would write about it. Exposing their tactics and the intelligence/knowledge I have regarding military and government.

Yes, it all just came to me out of the BLUE.

Is it any wonder why these particular posters to whom I refer never comment on mind control programs.

The answer is a resounding NO!

This is a conspiracy forum. Mind control programs are public knowledge to a certain degree and they have nothing to say about this particular topic other than I'm delusional, I'm crazy, I'm paranoid, you're imagining it, you're a big, fat, liar.

Then the covert threats: FATAL CRASH, children should be in hiding, Think Diana, poisoned food and water, etc., etc., etc.

Why are they here?

We know the answer.

These particular posters want to SPAM whatever I write. Want to have dialogue with me for some reason that has nothing to do with Mind Control within the Music Industry.

They have nothing positive to add other than to use derrogatory words to describe me.

And, you think CC should be monitored.

As I said before and I will state again.

Exposure and extraction.

Two very fine art forms, indeed.

I'm here to write. I never indicated I wanted diaglogue with any of those who constantly find it necessary to attempt to communicate with me only so that they can leave "messges" within comments for my eyes only.

It's called reading between the lines. This I am capable of doing, pointing it out and much more.

I have been provided the opportunity to write in this "safe place" and YOU will not INTERFERE with my OBJECTIVE here or otherwise.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-13-2007, 03:14 PM
Darlington County
Bruce Springsteen

Driving in to darlington county
Me and wayne on the fourth of july
Driving in to darlington county
Looking for some work on the county line
We drove down from new york city
Where the girls are pretty but they just want to know your name
Driving in to darlington city
Got a union connection with an uncle of wayne's
We drove eight hundred miles without seeing a cop
We got rock and roll music blasting off the t-top singing

Sha la la la la la la la la, sha la la la la la la

Hey little girl standing on the corner
Today's your lucky day for sure all right
Me and my buddy we're from new york city
We got two hundered dollars and we want to rock all night
Girl you're looking at two big spenders
Why the world don't know what me and wayne might do
Our pa's each own one of the world trade centers
For a kiss and a smile i'll give mine all to you
Come on baby take a seat on my fender
It's a long night and tell me what else were you gonna do
Just me and you we could

Sha la la...

Little girl sitting in the window
Ain't seen my buddy in seven days
County man tells me the same thing
He don't work and he don't get paid
Little girl you're so young and pretty
Walk with me and you can have your way
And we'll leave this darlington city
For a ride down that dixie highway

Driving out of darlington county
My eyes seen the glory of the coming of the lord
Driving out of darlington county
Seen wayne handcuffed to the bumper of a state trooper's ford

Sha la la...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

In this song he's with his buddy Wayne. Wayne disappears. Both their pa's own the world trade towers. However, as usual, he's looking for work.

Little girl is so YOUNG and pretty and she can have her way.

02-13-2007, 06:08 PM
Bump!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-13-2007, 06:30 PM
Taken from the BlueAngel is Boring as Hell Thread:

This thread is an example of IGWT and The Devil attempting to "trigger" BETA programming.

Note: IGWT's comment:

Hot, hot, hotter!

He quotes me when I said, here, Kitty, Kitty, because he wanted me to see it as if it were coming from him. His only comment was a smiley face.

He posts MEOW!

The Devil tells me to go to my son.

I'm assuming he meant IGWT.

IGWT, at this point, had already emailed me with the bogus story about his computer being tampered with.

He wanted me to feel as though I could trust him and email him, especially if they could trigger the BETA programming.

Like I said before, In the "Rosalita" song there is a verse that says, You don't have to call me Lieutenant Rosie and I don't want to be your son.

I wrote previously about male's having BETA programming as well and child-like alters.

For the female sex slave, sometimes they took on the role of the mommy and the handler/controller took on the role of their son.

Just as the male would be the Daddy and the female would be the little girl or daughter.

I wrote about this also in the Music Industry thread.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-13-2007, 06:30 PM
The Devil said to BlueAngel:

"No one cares if you write or die."

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-13-2007, 06:32 PM
I see SPECTRE has become MEMBER ANONYMOUS.

Why doesn't he want to take credit for his outstanding posts?

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-13-2007, 07:46 PM
Murder Incorporated
Bruce Springsteen

Bobby's got a gun that he keeps beneath his pillow (oh yeah)
Out on the streets your chances are zero (oh yeah)
Take a look around you (come on down)
It ain't too complicated
You're messin' with murder incorporated

Now you check over your shoulder everywhere that you go (oh yeah)
Walkin down the streets, there's eyes in every shadow (oh yeah)
You better take a look around you (come on down)
That equipment you got's so outdated
You can't compete with murder incorporated
Everywhere you look now there's murder incorporated

So you keep a little secret down deep inside your dresser drawer
From dealing with the heat you're feelin' down on the killin' floor
No matter where you step you feel you're never out of danger
So complicated you keep complaining some bones hurtin'
I hear that you, you got dogged downtown, man it leaves your head cold (oh
Yea)
And everywhere you look life ain't got no soul (oh yeah)

That apartment you live in feels like it's just a place to hide
When your walkin' down the streets you won't need nowhere there to hide
Now the cops reported you as just another homicide
I could tell that you was just frustrated from livin' with murder
Incorporated

Incorporated
Everywhere you look now
Murder incorporated
Down on your knees
Murder
Everywhere that you turn it's murder
Murder
Everywhere you look there's murder.
Aaaah, mmmmm, yeah, i said aaah, mmmmm, yeah
I said aaah, wooo, yeah

In Peace,
BlueAngel

STRANGE SONG about Murder!

02-13-2007, 08:09 PM
Janey Don't You Lose Heart
Bruce Springsteen

You got your book baby with all your fears
Let me honey and i'll catch your tears
I'll take your sorrow if you want me to
Come tomorrow
That's what i'll do
Listen to me

Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart

Well you say you got no new dreams to touch
You feel like a stranger babe who knows too much

You come home late and get undressed
You lie in bed and feel this emptiness
Well listen to me

Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart

Till every river it runs dry
Until the sun's torn from the sky
Till every feel you've felt burst free
Gone tumblin' down into the sea

Listen to me
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart
Janey don't you lose heart

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Here we have, Janey. Another broken-hearted, empty woman, or should I say, little girl, crying, feeling emptiness and no new dreams to touch.

02-13-2007, 08:11 PM
Not to worry, Spectre. I think I'll be able to pick out all your posts.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-13-2007, 08:17 PM
Book of Dreams
Bruce Springsteen

I'm standing in the backyard
Listening to the party inside
Tonight i'm drinkin' in the forgiveness
This life provides
The scars we carry remain but the pain slips away it seems
Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

I'm watchin' you through the window
With your girlfriends from back home
You 're showin' off your dress
There's laughter and a toast
From your daddy to the prettiest bride he's ever seen
Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

In the darkness my fingers slip across your skin
I feel your sweet reply
The room fades away and suddenly i'm way up high
Just holdin' you to me
As through the window the moonlight streams
Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

Now the ritual begins
'neath the wedding garland we meet as strangers
The dance floor is alive with beauty
Mystery and danger
We dance out 'neath the stars' ancient light into the darkening trees
Oh won't you baby be in my book of dreams

In Peace,
BlueAngel

In this song, apparently he's dreaming. He's watching a girl who is getting married and wants her to be in his book of dreams.

He then imagines that he's touching her.

In the end, they meet as strangers underneath the wedding garland and I suppose marry although he was, in the beginnning watching her prepare for her wedding.

I guess she found her way into his book of dreams.

cold
02-13-2007, 08:19 PM
My Children of the Night

What MUSIC they make.

TheDevil

02-13-2007, 08:24 PM
Waitin' on a Sunny Day
Bruce Springsteen

It's rainin' but there ain't a cloud in the sky
Musta been a tear from your eye
Everything'll be okay
Funny thought I felt a sweet summer breeze
Musta been you sighin' so deep
Don't worry we're gonna find a way

I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day
Gonna chase the clouds away
Waitin' on a sunny day

Without you I'm workin' with the rain fallin' down
Half a party in a one dog town
I need you to chase the blues away
Without you I'm a drummer girl that can't keep a beat
And ice cream truck on a deserted street
I hope that you're coming to stay

I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day
Gonna chase the clouds away
Waitin' on a sunny day

Hard times baby, well they come to tell us all
Sure as the tickin' of the clock on the wall
Sure as the turnin' of the night into day
Your smile girl, brings the mornin' light to my eyes
Lifts away the blues when I rise
I hope that you're coming to stay

In Peace,
BlueAngel

This song was used to reinforce that somehow there would be a way for us to be together again while I was on HIS site.

That HE was waitin' on a Sunny Day. In otherwords, the right time.

"Don't worry we're gonna find a way," to reinforce that although it was a difficult situation, we would find a way and "If I fall behind wait for me."

TAKE NOTE:

"Hope that you're comin' to stay." To reinforce the disinformation that I had disappeared on him. Was "Missing." Left him.

This, of course, disinformation as well as the "something in the night" (helicopter) taking me away.

cold
02-13-2007, 08:37 PM
Listen to THEM

They are the Children of the Night

What MUSIC they make.

TheDevil

02-13-2007, 08:43 PM
They make awful music.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-14-2007, 04:38 PM
Blood Brothers
Bruce Springsteen

We played king of the mountain out on the end
The world come chargin' up the hill, and we were women and men
Now there's so much that time, time and memory fade away
We got our own roads to ride and chances we gotta take
We stood side by side each one fightin' for the other
We said until we died we'd always be blood brothers

Now the hardness of this world slowly grinds your dreams away
Makin' a fool's joke out of the promises we make
And what once seemed black and white turns to so many shades of gray
We lose ourselves in work to do and bills to pay
And it's a ride, ride, ride, and there ain't much cover
With no one runnin' by your side my blood brother

On through the houses of the dead past those fallen in their tracks
Always movin' ahead and never lookin' back
Now i don't know how i feel, i don't know how i feel tonight
If i've fallen 'neath the wheel, if i've lost or i've gained sight
I don't even know why, i don't know why i made this call
Or if any of this matters anymore after all

But the stars are burnin' bright like some mystery uncovered
I'll keep movin' through the dark with you in my heart
My blood brother

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Another dream that doesn't come true. More darkness.

02-14-2007, 04:46 PM
Better Days
Bruce Springsteen

Well my soul check out missing as i sat listening
To the hours and minutes tickin' away
Yeah, just sittin' around waitin' for my life to begin
While it was all just slippin' away.
I'm tired of waitin' for tomorrow to come
Or that train to come roarin' round the bend.
I got a new suit of clothes a pretty red rose
And a woman i can call my friend

These are better days baby
Yeah there's better days shining through
These are better days baby
Better days with a girl like you

Well i took a piss at fortune's sweet kiss
It's like eatin' caviar and dirt
It's a sad funny ending to find yourself pretending
A rich man in a poor man's shirt
Now my ass was draggin' when from a passin' gypsy wagon
Your heart like a diamond shone
Tonight i'm layin' in your arms carvin' lucky charms
Out of these hard luck bones
Out of these heard luck bones

These are better days baby
These are better days it's true
These are better days
There's better days shining through

Now a life of leisure and a pirate's treasure
Don't make much for tragedy
But it's a sad man my friend who's livin' in his own skin
And can't stand the company
Every fool's got a reason to feeling' sorry for himself
And turn his heart to stone
tonight this fool's halfway to heaven and just a mile outta hell
And i feel like i'm comin' home

These are better days baby
There's better days shining through
These are better days
Better days with a girl like you

These are better days baby
These are better days it's true
These are better days
Better days are shining through

Randy jackson, bass
Lisa lowell, backing vocals
Patti scialfa, backing vocals
Soozie tyrell, backing vocals

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Another song with another heart of stone. Seems to incorporate trains in alot of his songs.

Do the men get thrown from the Freedom Train, as well?

Laying in your arms, carving lucky charms out of these hard luck bones????

02-14-2007, 06:20 PM
Human Touch
Bruce Springsteen

You and me we were the pretenders
We let it all slip away
In the end what you don't surrender
Well the world just strips away
Girl, ain't no kindness in the face of strangers
Ain't gonna find no miracles here
Well you can wait on your blesses my darling
I got a deal for you right here
I ain't looking for praise or pity
I ain't coming 'round searching for a cruch
I just want someone to talk to
And a little of that human touch
Just a little of that human touch

Ain't no mercy on the streets of this town
Ain't no bread from heavenly skies
Ain't nobody drawing wine from this blood
It's just you and me tonight
Tell me, in a world without pity
Do you think what i'm askin's too much
I just want something to hold on to
And a little of that human touch
Just a little of that human touch

Oh girl that feeling of safety that you prize
Well it comes at a hard hard price
You can't shut off the risk and the pain
Without losing the love that remains
We're all riders on this train

So you've been broken and you've been hurt
Show me somebody who ain't
Yeah, i know i ain't nobody's bargain
But, hell, a little touch up and a little paint...
You might need something to hold on to
When all the answers, they don't amount to much
Somebody that you could just to talk to
And a little of that human touch
Baby, in a world without pity
Do you think what i'm askin's too much
I just want to feel you in my arms
Share a little of that human touch
Feel a little of that human touch
Give me a little of that human touch

In Peace,
BlueAngel

When I first arrived on HIS site without any recollection of him being some hero from the past regarding my escape from the cult, his life long friend posted the following line from this song for me:

"So, you've been broken you've been hurt, show me somebody who ain't, hell a little touch up and a little paint."

Someone else on the site posted this line for me from this song:

"You can't shut off the risk and the pain without losing the love that remains."

The same poster also posted this line from another song. I think it's from "Nothing Man."

"You can buy me a cup of coffee and call me Joe."

Also, when I first arrived and was cutting and pasting information about the "corrupt" government, a particular poster became annoyed and posted a comment.

HIS lifelong friend posted a reply something like, "This ain't a free ride" and signed the musician's name.

The lines from several other songs that were used in their attempt to keep me believing in the LIE were:

Something like:

"I got a promise, I ain't afraid to make, My love, love, love, love will not let you down."

"I'll show you courage that you can understand."

There was a line from another song something like, "you left this little boy blue."

These are what began the altered state of consciousness/reality and the believing of the LIE that he saved me from the "cult."

I replied, "Oh, little boy blue, I didn't know it was you."

I always knew, as I've stated that there were people from the past who assisted me; however HE did not play a heroic role.

He was my main controller/handler.

Then the line from Pink Cadillac, something like,

"give me a hug and I'll spill the facts."

A line from another song:

"I know you've been lonely for the words I ain't spoken, but tonight all the promises will be broken."

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-14-2007, 06:40 PM
We busted out of class had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a three-minute record than we ever learned in school
Tonight i heart the neighborhood drummer sound
I can feel my heart begin to pound
You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes and follow your dreams down

We made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Like soldiers in the winter's night with a vow to defend
No retreat, believe me, no surrender

Now young faces grow sad and old and hearts of fire grow cold
We swore blood brothers against the wind
I'm ready to grow young again
And hear your sister's voice calling us home across the open yards
Believin' we could cut someplace of our own
With these drums and these guitars

We made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend
No retreat, believe me, no surrender

Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim
The walls of my room are closing in
But it's good to see your smiling face and to hear your voice again
We could sleep in the twilight by the river side
With a wide open country in our hearts
And these romantic dreams in our heads

We made a promise...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

If you've ever read this singer/songwriter's explanation about this song, it differs from the actual lyrics.

Sounds like the blood brother is a female because at the end he talks about romantic dreams in their heads.

The words "No surrender, no Retreat" were posted on his site quite often. I'm sure, for my eyes so they could attempt to KEEP ME IMPRISONED ON HIS SITE AND SO FAR REMOVED FROM REALITY, DEPENDENT UPON THEM THINKING THEY WERE MY HEROS FROM THE PAST AND THEN ABANDON ME, SO THEY COULD ACCOMPLISH A PSYCHOLOGICAL BREAK-DOWN.

There is another song with a line something like:

"there is a war outside, but you say it's not ours to win anymore."

This was used as reinforcement. As if in the past, I left him because I wasn't interested in pursuing the exposing of the cult.

I find it odd that this song, No Surrender, No Retreat, The Promised Land and another were used by Kerry during his campaign for Presidency.

02-14-2007, 07:16 PM
During Kerry's campaign for Presidency, he repeated the words, "Help is on the Way" quite often.

At times, while on HIS site, when I was feeling the flight response, sensing something was not right with me and THEM, posters would post those words to keep me believing something was going to materialize. Which, of course, it did not. To keep me hangin' on to some fairy-tale/dream. As in one of the verses in a song: "fairy-tale so tragic, no prince to break the spell."

This also was used, I believe, to insinuate that somehow a politician was in the know about this so all would be okay. I was protected.

However, this is bizarre, because while on his site I indicated I had been used as a child to seuxally blackmail Kerry.

The link is clear now. Is it not?

When, I said this on the site, the site was shut down for hours. This, I believe because I was not meant to report this information on HIS site.

My contention is that the OTHERS were there as well.

After harrassment, similar to what I've received here, but that which I was not capable of dealing with completely, due to the psychological operation, tricks, altered state of consciousness, etc., a poster asked me, "how's it hangin'?"

At this point, I was livid at all of them. I replied, don't speak to me or something to that effect and he replied, "Why, you know I love you, dear."

When I was feeling suicidal from all the jerking around, I went on the site and this same poster posted the lyrics to a song with a verse something like:

"Is my baby dead, no she's alive, oh, she danced herself to death."

This, the reason I know I am being listened in on and for other reasons stated on this thread.

This, of course, was so contradictory in nature, I thought, these people are purposely masking their true motives with confusion.

They have NOTHING I need or ANYTHING I want. They are out to destroy me.

Another time, when the site was being overrun with people upset over HIS political stance, I began posting information about Cheney.

I was told by the same poster who said, "You know I love you dear," to keep it quiet.

Gee, I wonder why?

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-14-2007, 07:19 PM
To destroy something you must first have something.

02-14-2007, 07:21 PM
cold wrote:
To destroy something you must first have something.

We know you don't recognize people as something.

So, I'll just leave it at that.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

So, therefore,

02-15-2007, 06:51 AM
While I was on HIS site, I received an email that said:

"It's a fantabulous night for a moondance."

Hence, anytime I heard this song on the radio it's intention was to bring about DREAMING about HIM, BETA programming.

Fantasizing.

And, I heard it often.

"I want to make love to you tonight, I can't wait for the morning to come."

In otherwords, longing for something that would never happen.

I also received an email asking, "Miss me?"

I received a PM stating that HE would no longer be posting on the site.

I suppose I was to feel LOST without him. At this point, I was so disgusted, I yelled something back.

I mean, HE/THEY were talking to me as if NOTHING had happened. As if they weren't responsible for psychological abuse.

HE replied, "I didn't mean anything ILL by it."

That was all.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-15-2007, 06:54 AM
I received a personal email regarding stock quotes.

At the bottom is the following message:

He had a pair of blankets in his lap. Is it sticking out, twinkling cheerily in the sun, just waiting for someone to come along and see it while you sit here wasting what may be your last chance?

I can end all of this for both of us.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-15-2007, 07:04 AM
There was a time when it was said, "I'm not going to f*ck it up this time."

I received a personal email:

At the top, it reads:

EXCUSE ME MR. (Take note: Mister)

SPAM FOLLOWS!

At the bottom it reads:

Yours truly,

"My email waste your time? faults again."

I assume the "My email waste your time?" refers to the comment I made to my husband about having WASTED my time on HIS site and with THEM.

I did not respond to these emails.

So, how did they hear what I was saying?

WE know the answer.

Another email reads at the top:

"Hiya"

Spam follows:

At the bottom it reads:

Yours Sincerely,

"My email waste your time? did it again - sorry"

Did what again?

F*uck it up?

It was intentional.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-15-2007, 08:16 AM
Bump!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-15-2007, 02:23 PM
LaDomino said:

"Go out; find someone who makes you feel like you exist, and you for them. Thus, the false love is borní."

Actually, it's more like this:

Become, against your own free will, the victim of a mind control "satanic cult."

Be used as a sex slave within the music industry.

Through altered states of consciousness and loss of control over one's mind, be forced to love your handler/controller who is abusive and whom you do not love.

Or, enter the site decades later of the famous musician who was your past controller/handler whom HE/THEY tried to force you to love in the past, and through the same techniques, attempt to re-create this FALSE LOVE.

Thank goodness I'm not blind and don't accept as you do that love is everywhere.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-15-2007, 07:12 PM
Candy's Room
Bruce Springsteen

In candy's room there are pictures of her heroes on the wall
But to get to candy's room you gotta walk the darkness of candy's hall
Strangers from the city call my baby's number and they bring her toys
When i come knocking she smiles pretty she knows i wanna be cany's boy
There's a sadness hidden in that pretty face
A sadness all her own from which no man can keep candy safe

We kiss my heart's pumpin' to my brain
The blood rushes in my veins fire rushes towards the sky
We go driving deep into the night
I go driving deep into the light in candy's eyes
She says baby if you wanna be wild you got a lot to learn, close your eyes
Let them melt let them fire let them burn 'cause in the darkness there'll be hidden worlds that shine
When i hold candy close she makes these hidden worlds mine

She has fancy clothes and diamond rings
She has men who'll give her anything she wants but they don't see
That what she wants is me, oh and i want her so
I'll never let her go no no no
She knows that i'd give all that i got to live
All that i want all that i live to make candy mine
Tonight

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Another girl who is sad. Hidden worlds that shine in the darkness. Darkness in candy's room.

02-15-2007, 07:18 PM
Trouble River (i can't keep from cryin')
Bruce Springsteen

Well, the river runs through this valley Combing deep and black (?)
Coming like a tombstone's
Shadows across my back

Trouble river
Six foot high and risin'
Trouble river
I can't keep from cryin'

Woke up last night a 'shakin'
Shakin' from a dream
Shakin' from a dream
All i seen was smilin' faces
Starin' back at me

Trouble river
Six foot high and risin'
Trouble river
I can't keep from cryin'

Snakes crawling in the house
I'm stuck in muddy ground
Tonight i'm gonna shed this skin
Cause water's risin' and i goin' down to
Trouble river
Six foot high and risin'
Trouble river
I can't keep from cryin'

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Valley, deep, dark river. More shadows, another dream, sheddin' his skin again.

02-15-2007, 07:22 PM
Where the Bands Are
Bruce Springsteen

I hear the guitars ringin' out
Ringin' out down union street
I hear the lead singer shoutin' out, girl
I wanna be a slave to the beat
Yeah, tonight i wanna break my chains
Somebody break my heart
Somebody shake my brains
Downtown there's something that i wanna hear
There's a sound, little girl, keeps ringing in my ear

Chorus:
I wanna be where the bands are
I wanna be where the bands are
Where the bands are
I wanna be where the bands are
I get off from work and i grab something to eat
I turn the corner and i drive down your street
Little gray houses darling looks like nowhere
But hey I know you're hiding in there
Come on out for just a little while
You know that heart of stone, girl, it just ain't your style
Tonight i wanna feel the beat of the crowd
And when i tell you that i love you
I wanna have to shout it out loud
Shout it out loud

(chorus)

I hear the guitars ringin' out again
Ringin' on down union street
I hear the lead singer shoutin' out and girl
I wanna be a slave to the beat
And i want something that'll break my chains
Something to break my heart
Something to shake my brains
There's a rocker's special on tonight
So meet me on down
'neath the neon lights

(chorus)

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Another little girl. Hiding in her house. He wants her to come out. She has a heart of stone. How many times have we heard this? Maybe this "little girl" is hiding for a reason. Maybe it's not a heart of stone. Maybe she doesn't want to let him in.

Just a thought!

02-15-2007, 07:27 PM
I Wanna Be With You
Bruce Springsteen

So let the frozen sands crumble, crumble and fall
Yeah that's all right, i don't mind at all
Well let it all tumble right into the sea
Yeah that's all right, that's fine with me
Since you came down the line
I don't sleep at night
I got one thing on my mind
And so every day, every night
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
That's what i wanna do
'cause you're so out of sight
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
That's what i wanna do

Well i lost my job at the texaco station
Instead of pumpin' gas i dreamed of you
I got thrown out of my house
I got such a bad reputation
'cause all i wanna do is be seen with you

They gave me my pay and said walk
I don't care what they say
Go ahead and let 'em all talk
Until the world falls apart
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
That's what i wanna do
Until they rip out my heart
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
That's what i wanna do

Bedtime, hold tight, love me just a little bit
All night, a little bit more
Tonight, tonight ...
Oh i don't know, i don't know
I don't understand it you ain't pretty at all
But i come when you whisper
I run when you call
And baby i can't stand it
And baby that's all
Ridin' by your side in my car
Oh, oh i wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
Darlin' don't you know
Oh, oh i wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
Because i love you so

In Peace,
BlueAngel

All he wants to do is be with her. Dreamin' again.

Get this line:

"I don't understand it you ain't pretty at all."

Kind of like the line in "Thunder Road," "you ain't a beauty, but hey, you're alright and that's alright with me."

Or, calling Wendy a tramp.

02-15-2007, 07:35 PM
Loose Ends
Bruce Springsteen

We met out on open streets
When we had no place to go
I remember how my heart beat
When you said "i love you so"
Then little by little
We chocked out all the life that our love could hold
No, no

It was like we held a noose
And baby without check
We pulled it a little tighter around our necks
Each one waiting for the other Darling to say when
Now baby you can leave me tonight on the loose end

We didn't count tomorrows
We took what we had and baby we ran
There was no place for sorrow
Every place we went i held your hand
And when the night closed in
I was sure your kisses told me all i had to know
But oh no

It was like we held a noose
And baby without check
We pulled 'til it grew tighter around our necks
Each one waiting for the other
Darling to say when
Oh baby you can leave me tonight on the loose end

Our love has fallen around us
Like we said it never would
We saw it happen to all the others
But to us it never would
Well how could something so bad, darling
Come from something that was so good
I don't know

But it was like we held a noose
And baby without check
We pulled 'til it grew tighter around our necks
Each one waiting for the other
Darling to say when
Oh baby you can leave me tonight on the loose end

On a loose end

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Another love gone bad. How many now? I've lost count. Chorus presents a very nice image. I see he requests the loose end. Wonder if she gets the tight end?

They chocked the life out of their love.

What imagery!

02-15-2007, 07:43 PM
Verse from "My Love Will Not Let You Down"

Well hold still now darlin'
Hold still for god's sake
Cause i got me a promise
I ain't afraid to make (i ain't afraid to make)

Strange! I always had a hard time holding/sitting still when my controller/handler was talkin' to me.

He use to say, "sit still" when I'm talking to you. Stop movin' around. Hold still.

I don't want to listen anymore, I'd say. I don't want to listen to what you have to say. I'm tired of listening to you. You keep repeating the same thing over and over again. They're all lies.

You make me repeat things back like I'm some kind of a parrot.

You tell me things that aren't true. You keep drumming stuff in my head that I don't care about.

I want to stand up. I don't want to sit straight. I don't want to listen to you. I don't have to believe anything you tell me.

I can believe what I want to believe. You can't force me to believe anything if I don't want to. I have a brain of my own. It's not your brain. I can make my own decisions. I can make up my own mind. You try to control everything I do and say. How I act. How I talk.

Get one thing through your thick skull, I told him, YOU DON'T OWN ME. You're not in control of my life, I am.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-15-2007, 08:59 PM
You need to learn a new tune. Your old one is stale and moth eaten and full of wormholes. Sounds like your future doesn't it!

D E V I L

02-16-2007, 07:01 AM
cold wrote:
You need to learn a new tune. Your old one is stale and moth eaten and full of wormholes. Sounds like your future doesn't it!

D E V I L

I'm not trying to please your ears. If you don't like the music, get out of the thread.

I think Springsteen needs to find a new tune. His same ole' same ole' is played out.

Boring!

It would be YOUR future that you describe. Same as your past and present.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-16-2007, 07:51 AM
cold wrote:
You need to learn a new tune. Your old one is stale and moth eaten and full of wormholes. Sounds like your future doesn't it!

D E V I L

The Devil would come to this thread and state the above because????

Because he knows what is in store for his future.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-16-2007, 09:27 AM
Cover Me
Bruce Springsteen


The times are tough now, just getting tougher
This old world is rough, it's just getting rougher
Cover me, come on baby, cover me
Well i'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me
Promise me baby you won't let them find us
Hold me in your arms, let's let our love blind us
Cover me, shut the door and cover me
Well i'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me

Outside's the rain, the driving snow
I can hear the wild wind blowing
Turn out the light, bolt the door I ain't going out there no more

This whole world is out there just trying to score
I've seen enough i don't want to see any more,
Cover me, come on and cover me
I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me
Looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me

In Peace,
BlueAngel

This song was referenced frequently while on HIS site and feeling frightened as to my altered state of consciousness, knowing inside that the very people, HIM and those on his site, alledging their heroic connection to me in the past were not what they appeared to be.

They were some of the same perpetrators from my past.

This song suggests, lock the door, don't want to go outside anymore.

It also suggests that he is protection because the song ultimately begins as if he's looking for someone to cover him, but, in reality, this song is about someone else who is suppose to be afraid of the world and going outside.

The whole world is looking to score!

Who are the THEM that they're hiding from?

I would say that it is THEM but that HE, my past handler/controller was ONE OF THEM!

Again, the LIE that he played some heroic role in my past and I sought him for protection.

This would be negative.

I sought to get away from him which I did.

02-16-2007, 10:27 AM
I give words of advice to all those who have "warned" me about what I will face in the future, or who have warned me in other ways, such as "Think Diana."

IT IS NOT I who is fearful of my future.

It is YOU who is fearful of YOUR future.

Why?

Because it is NOT I who victimized ANYONE.

It is YOU!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-16-2007, 10:42 AM
She's the One
Bruce Springsteen

With her killer graces and her secret places
That no boy can fill with her hands on her hips
Oh and that smile on her lips
Because she knows that it kills me

With her soft french cream
Standing in the doorway like a dream
I wish she'd just leave me alone
Because french cream won't soften them boots
And french kisses will not break that heart of stone
With her long hair falling
And her eyes that shine like a midnight sun
Oh-o she's the one, she's the one

That Thunder in your heart
At night when your kneeling in the dark
It says you're never gonna leave her
But there's this angel in her eyes
That tells such desperate lies
And all you want to do is believe her
And tonight you'll try just one more time
To leave it all behind and to break on through
Oh she can take you, but if she wants to break you
She's gonna find out that ain't so easy to do
And no matter where you sleep tonight or how far you run
Oh-o she's the one, she's the one

Oh-o and just one kiss
She'd fill them long summer nights
With her tenderness that secret pact you made
Back when her love could save your from the bitterness
Oh she's the one, oh she's the one
Oh she's the one, oh she's the one

In Peace,
BlueAngel

I wonder who SHE is? Whomever, she is, apparently she tells lies according to Springsteen.

I wonder what she is lying about? Him?

How convenient to call someone a liar?? when what they speak is the truth.

As if that makes it so.

Secret places that no boy can fill. How does he know she has secret places that no boy can fill?

Does he have the programming, or something?

Is this kind of like the "secret garden" his other love interest has?

There she is. Standing in the doorway like a DREAM.

He wants her to leave him alone.

Another HEART OF STONE. Seems he encounters alot of women with this so-called heart of stone.

More reference to THUNDER and kneeling in the DARK at night.

Says he's never gonna leave her, but sounds like he does. Maybe those so-called lies were true.

She's an angel and he's gonna try one more time to break on through and LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND.

Guess she doesn't want him to break through. Maybe she feels it shouldn't be left behind, forgotten about.

SHE CAN TAKE YOU, BUT IF SHE WANTS TO BREAK YOU SHE'S GONNA FIND THAT AIN'T SO EASY TO DO

I'd rethink that line if I were him.

They made a SECRET PACT AND HER LOVE SAVED HIM FROM THE BITTERNESS.

I'd rethink that SECRET PACT line as well as how her love saved him from the bitterness.

02-16-2007, 10:48 AM
I give words of advice to all those who have "warned" me about what I will face in the future, or who have warned me in other ways, such as "Think Diana."

IT IS NOT I who is fearful of my future.

It is YOU who is fearful of YOUR future.

Why?

Because it is NOT I who victimized ANYONE.

It is YOU!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-16-2007, 11:06 AM
Here is a link to one of Henry's articles:

http://www.savethemales.ca/001799.html

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-16-2007, 02:17 PM
with my killer graces
and secret places that i never wanted any boy to fill
i've waited oh so long to sing this song
so don't expect for me to be sittin' still

well, that pact I made that you found engraved
waitin' for you on your window sill
left by a blue angel speaking all she knew
do you still have it in clear view

it was all your lies
your bogus alibis
and you knew it would never pay you well
so you were forced to sell
and you paid the price
and now in Satan's house you dwell

i was sent away, taught how to behave
came out as someone who
was filled with lies and crucified
practically burned right at the stake
I was afraid to walk
I was afraid to talk
afraid to look at my face

cause the scars were deep
and the memories unleashed
a painful living hell

but I do not weep for what I lost
but for all that I have gained
for my soul is strong and my soul is wise
and I have a family that cries
for what I survived

There is one thing that I know for sure
I did what I did to escape
imprisonment my whole life through
and my fate it rests in the palm of God's hands
and I know he'll see me through

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-16-2007, 05:57 PM
I take the rap, but you get the slap.

Too Funny

The D E V I L

02-16-2007, 06:26 PM
You will not be taking the RAP.

It will be THRUST upon you.

It will be more than a slap.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-16-2007, 07:21 PM
Now you should take a nap

After all that crap

D E V I L

02-16-2007, 08:00 PM
I rest at the appropriate time according to my biological clock and not because The Devil suggests I take a nap.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-16-2007, 09:06 PM
Then maybe you need a pap after being with that sap.

D E V I L

02-17-2007, 09:25 AM
with my killer graces
and secret places that i never wanted any boy to fill
i've waited oh so long to sing this song
so don't expect for me to be sittin' still

well, that pact I made that you found engraved
waitin' for you on your window sill
left by a blue angel speaking all she knew
do you still have it in clear view

it was all your lies
your bogus alibis
and you knew it would never pay you well
so you were forced to sell
and you paid the price
and now in Satan's house you dwell

i was sent away, taught how to behave
came out as someone who
was filled with lies and crucified
practically burned right at the stake
I was afraid to walk
I was afraid to talk
afraid to look at my face

cause the scars were deep
and the memories unleashed
a painful living hell

but I do not weep for what I lost
but for all that I have gained
for my soul is strong and my soul is wise
and I have a family that cries
for what I survived

There is one thing that I know for sure
I did what I did to escape
imprisonment my whole life through
and my fate it rests in the palm of God's hands
and I know he'll see me through

In Peace,
BlueAngel

redrat11
02-17-2007, 10:44 AM
BlueAngel wrote:
with my killer graces
and secret places that i never wanted any boy to fill
i've waited oh so long to sing this song
so don't expect for me to be sittin' still

well, that pact I made that you found engraved
waitin' for you on your window sill
left by a blue angel speaking all she knew
do you still have it in clear view

it was all your lies
your bogus alibis
and you knew it would never pay you well
so you were forced to sell
and you paid the price
and now in Satan's house you dwell

i was sent away, taught how to behave
came out as someone who
was filled with lies and crucified
practically burned right at the stake
I was afraid to walk
I was afraid to talk
afraid to look at my face

cause the scars were deep
and the memories unleashed
a painful living hell

but I do not weep for what I lost
but for all that I have gained
for my soul is strong and my soul is wise
and I have a family that cries
for what I survived

There is one thing that I know for sure
I did what I did to escape
imprisonment my whole life through
and my fate it rests in the palm of God's hands
and I know he'll see me through

In Peace,
BlueAngel

My Apology to you Blue Angel

I want you to know I never doubted your story, Regardless of it's authenticity, I think your one of the most Gifted Writers I've ever come to know, on the net that is. You have been blessed to have such a God-Given gift, I know the posters here will think I'm nieve for writing this, but, hey I can take the punches (damm good.)

Also, I am one individual poster, Redrat11, that's all, I've never pretended to be anyone else. It's obviuos there is a covert program most likely to target ANTI-ZIONIST posters like myself or others, and I could'nt care less if you were one of them.

Your story is one of human-triumph over EVIL, this is quite a story of overcoming difficult odds, and also your voracity at fending off the trolls here was something to behold. A true warrior! I say this forum had a great list quite a list of incredible posters from past, my favorite are.

True Believer
Barbara
Freeman
Jimbo
Draken
55132
Yes, even fra-nater.
Iv'e learned alot from all.and others...

God Bless.

02-17-2007, 04:30 PM
redrat11 wrote:

BlueAngel wrote:
with my killer graces
and secret places that i never wanted any boy to fill
i've waited oh so long to sing this song
so don't expect for me to be sittin' still

well, that pact I made that you found engraved
waitin' for you on your window sill
left by a blue angel speaking all she knew
do you still have it in clear view

it was all your lies
your bogus alibis
and you knew it would never pay you well
so you were forced to sell
and you paid the price
and now in Satan's house you dwell

i was sent away, taught how to behave
came out as someone who
was filled with lies and crucified
practically burned right at the stake
I was afraid to walk
I was afraid to talk
afraid to look at my face

cause the scars were deep
and the memories unleashed
a painful living hell

but I do not weep for what I lost
but for all that I have gained
for my soul is strong and my soul is wise
and I have a family that cries
for what I survived

There is one thing that I know for sure
I did what I did to escape
imprisonment my whole life through
and my fate it rests in the palm of God's hands
and I know he'll see me through

In Peace,
BlueAngel

My Apology to you Blue Angel

I want you to know I never doubted your story, Regardless of it's authenticity, I think your one of the most Gifted Writers I've ever come to know, on the net that is. You have been blessed to have such a God-Given gift, I know the posters here will think I'm nieve for writing this, but, hey I can take the punches (damm good.)

Most of the posters here are frauds. If you care what they think, obviously you are insincere. As far as doubting my story. I'm really not interested in whether or not you believe it. I'm not here to gain your acceptance or approval.

Also, I am one individual poster, Redrat11, that's all, I've never pretended to be anyone else. It's obviuos there is a covert program most likely to target ANTI-ZIONIST posters like myself or others, and I could'nt care less if you were one of them.

You say a covert program exists here to target anti-zionist posters like yourself. That is the funniest think I've ever heard. Who has targeted you?

Your story is one of human-triumph over EVIL, this is quite a story of overcoming difficult odds, and also your voracity at fending off the trolls here was something to behold. A true warrior! I say this forum had a great list quite a list of incredible posters from past, my favorite are.

You say, I fended off trolls, but there is a covert program that targets anti-zionist posters such as yourself. That is even more funny.

True Believer
Barbara
Freeman
Jimbo
Draken
55132
Yes, even fra-nater.
Iv'e learned alot from all.and others...

God Bless.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

redrat11
02-17-2007, 04:52 PM
BlueAngel wrote:

redrat11 wrote:

BlueAngel wrote:
with my killer graces
and secret places that i never wanted any boy to fill
i've waited oh so long to sing this song
so don't expect for me to be sittin' still

well, that pact I made that you found engraved
waitin' for you on your window sill
left by a blue angel speaking all she knew
do you still have it in clear view

it was all your lies
your bogus alibis
and you knew it would never pay you well
so you were forced to sell
and you paid the price
and now in Satan's house you dwell

i was sent away, taught how to behave
came out as someone who
was filled with lies and crucified
practically burned right at the stake
I was afraid to walk
I was afraid to talk
afraid to look at my face

cause the scars were deep
and the memories unleashed
a painful living hell

but I do not weep for what I lost
but for all that I have gained
for my soul is strong and my soul is wise
and I have a family that cries
for what I survived

There is one thing that I know for sure
I did what I did to escape
imprisonment my whole life through
and my fate it rests in the palm of God's hands
and I know he'll see me through

In Peace,
BlueAngel

My Apology to you Blue Angel

I want you to know I never doubted your story, Regardless of it's authenticity, I think your one of the most Gifted Writers I've ever come to know, on the net that is. You have been blessed to have such a God-Given gift, I know the posters here will think I'm nieve for writing this, but, hey I can take the punches (damm good.)

Most of the posters here are frauds. If you care what they think, obviously you are insincere. As far as doubting my story. I'm really not interested in whether or not you believe it. I'm not here to gain your acceptance or approval.

Also, I am one individual poster, Redrat11, that's all, I've never pretended to be anyone else. It's obviuos there is a covert program most likely to target ANTI-ZIONIST posters like myself or others, and I could'nt care less if you were one of them.

You say a covert program exists here to target anti-zionist posters like yourself. That is the funniest think I've ever heard. Who has targeted you?

Your story is one of human-triumph over EVIL, this is quite a story of overcoming difficult odds, and also your voracity at fending off the trolls here was something to behold. A true warrior! I say this forum had a great list quite a list of incredible posters from past, my favorite are.

You say, I fended off trolls, but there is a covert program that targets anti-zionist posters such as yourself. That is even more funny.

True Believer
Barbara
Freeman
Jimbo
Draken
55132
Yes, even fra-nater.
Iv'e learned alot from all.and others...

God Bless.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Interesting how you again evade and question ZIONISM again. (oh so obviuos.)

02-17-2007, 07:34 PM
Oh, yes, real evasive. Evasive to a question that was not asked.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-17-2007, 08:09 PM
Waitin' on a Sunny Day
Bruce Springsteen

It's rainin' but there ain't a cloud in the sky
Musta been a tear from your eye
Everything'll be okay
Funny thought I felt a sweet summer breeze
Musta been you sighin' so deep
Don't worry we're gonna find a way

I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day
Gonna chase the clouds away
Waitin' on a sunny day

Without you I'm workin' with the rain fallin' down
Half a party in a one dog town
I need you to chase the blues away
Without you I'm a drummer girl that can't keep a beat
And ice cream truck on a deserted street
I hope that you're coming to stay

I'm waitin', waitin' on a sunny day
Gonna chase the clouds away
Waitin' on a sunny day

Hard times baby, well they come to tell us all
Sure as the tickin' of the clock on the wall
Sure as the turnin' of the night into day
Your smile girl, brings the mornin' light to my eyes
Lifts away the blues when I rise
I hope that you're coming to stay

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-17-2007, 08:13 PM
I'm not waitin' on a sunny day
or thinkin' we're gonna find a way
there's no tear drops from my eyes
or dark clouds over the rise

i can't chase your blues away
you decided on them the day you stayed
don't look to me to hold your beat
i've got my own without you
and the sound is sweet

i'm not comin' to stay
i'm not comin' at all
sure as the tickin' of the clock on the wall
my smile doesn't bring any light to your eyes
you live in the dark
a world full of lies

hard times well they came and they're gone
sure as the tickin' of the clock on the wall
i'm a drummer girl
and i keep a mean beat
against all odds i rise to defeat

when i'm out on the street
i walk the way i wanna walk
i talk the way i wanna talk

ain't nobody got my heart, my soul or control
cause i got my facts learned
and i got em' learned real good
just like you knew i would

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-17-2007, 08:20 PM
Boring.

02-17-2007, 09:07 PM
So boring, it propelled you here in a flash.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-17-2007, 09:32 PM
To read more of BA's world, visit "The Story of Yetta Yidenstein" Thread.

Kindly Old Man

02-18-2007, 02:02 PM
CORRECTION:

If I had said any of what you posted in that thread referenced above, it would have read like this:

Your attempts to trigger SEXUAL PROGRAMMING on this site are futile now that I have escaped control of that famous musician who was my past handler/controller while a victim of MKULTRA/Project Monarch and used in the music industry as a sex slave.

I was free from the cult for decades, but when I awoke to the reality of my past, I found myself on HIS website in March, 2004 until December, 2005 where I was psychologically, mentally and emotionally abused.

Where the total and complete destruction of my life was their ultimate goal.

Where I was placed in altered states of consciousness, sexual programming triggered and disinformation "called up" as to his non-existent "heroic" role in my past.

Please refer to this thread or the "MKULTRA/Project Monarch" Thread for more information.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-18-2007, 07:44 PM
The Ties that Bind
Bruce Springsteen

You been hurt and you're all cried out you say
You walk down the street pushin' people
outta your way
You packed your bags and all alone you wanna
ride
You don't want nothin', don't need no one by
your side
You're walkin' tough baby, but you're walkin'
blind
to the ties that bind

CHORUS
The ties that bind
Now you can't break the ties that bind

Cheap romance, it's all just a crutch
You don't want nothin' that anybody can touch
You're so afraid of being somebody's fool
Not walkin' tough baby, not walkin' cool
You walk cool, but darlin', can you walk the line
And face the ties that bind
The ties that bind
Now you can't break the ties that bind

I would rather feel the hurt inside, yes I
would darlin',
Than know the emptiness your heart must hide
Yes I would darlin', yes I would darlin',
Yes I would baby

You sit and wonder just who's gonna stop the rain
Who'll ease the sadness, who's gonna quiet
the pain
It's a long [b]dark highway and a thin white
line
Connecting baby, your heart to mine
We're runnin' now but darlin' we will stand
in time
To face the ties that bind
The ties that bind
Now you can't break the ties that bind

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Talk about suggestive!

Can't break the ties that bind;

I would rather feel the hurt inside, yes I would darlin', Than know the emptiness your heart must hide;

Who'll ease the sadness, who's gonna quiet the pain;

You been hurt and you're all cried out; WONDER WHO HURT HER!

Walkin' blind;

PACKED BAGS but all alone. Reminds me of when I was on HIS site and it was suggested I pack my bags, which I did in an altered state of consciousness and was waitin' on a ride.

THE RIDE NEVER SHOWED. Thank Goodness!

Use to be, he'd circle the block three times on his motorcycle before stopping at the house back in the day.

Don't want nothin', don't want no one by your side;

So afraid of being somebody's fool;

Don't want nothin' anybody can touch;

We're runnin' now darlin', but in time we'll face the ties that bind.

Who's gonna ease the sadness, who's gonna quiet the pain, he asks. Well, gee, doesn't sound like he's capable of that if you read his catalogue of songs, but that's what he wants HER to believe. That her life is nothing without him and only he can quiet the hurt and pain.

Another dark highway. Another girl who is SUFFERING. Another love interest whom he'll be together with someday, perhaps in the dreamworld they attempted to create for her.

Seems to know exactly how this person feels or as I've stated this song is full of SUGGESTIVE lines.

Does this singer/songwriter ever have a love interest that is anything but sad and hurt.

Maybe he's the reason.

02-18-2007, 08:21 PM
There aren't any ties that bind me to you
they were broken through and through
long time ago and you should remember
they burned to ashes on your birthday in September

never looked for you to quiet the pain
was hopin' and praying back then for a refrain
from the ties you tried to wrap around my soul
strap me, break me, make me half not whole

i'm not runnin' now and i wasn't runnin' then
this an imagination in your head
you're the one runnin' runnin' from yourself
in the house of the devil where you put your faith way up high upon a shelf

there aren't any ties that bind me to you
they were broken through and through
long time ago you should remember
i mailed them to you on your birthday in September

i broke the ties that bind a long time ago
broke them back then when you weren't so old
you and I were sittin' side by side
said I didn't want any part of you
i broke the ties through and through

you thought i'd be sittin' around cryin' over some broken heart in the dark
that I couldn't shut out the risk and the pain
without losing the love that remains
there wasn't any love
it was all in vain

never looked to you to quiet the pain
i was hopin' and praying back then for a refrain
and it came
from the strength this "little girl" wasn't afraid to show
and so the ties that bind were broken long ago.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-18-2007, 08:28 PM
Actually, I do lie and monconstrue and contort what others say.

I can't remember what I say, to whom and why I say it.

Other posters on this forum have become tangled in their own web of lies like me.

You, are one of them like me.
You state and then deny with babble.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-18-2007, 08:43 PM
We know you do. This is how you have always been. You will NEVER be any different.

There aren't any ties that bind me to you
they were broken through and through
long time ago and you should remember
they burned to ashes on your birthday in September

never looked for you to quiet the pain
was hopin' and praying back then for a refrain
from the ties you tried to wrap around my soul
strap me, break me, make me half not whole

i'm not runnin' now and i wasn't runnin' then
this an imagination in your head
you're the one runnin' runnin' from yourself
in the house of the devil where you put your faith way up high upon a shelf

there aren't any ties that bind me to you
they were broken through and through
long time ago you should remember
i mailed them to you on your birthday in September

i broke the ties that bind a long time ago
broke them back then when you weren't so old
you and I were sittin' side by side
said I didn't want any part of you
i broke the ties through and through

you thought i'd be sittin' around cryin' over some broken heart in the dark
that I couldn't shut out the risk and the pain
without losing the love that remains
there wasn't any love
it was all in vain

never looked to you to quiet the pain
i was hopin' and praying back then for a refrain
and it came
from the strength this "little girl" wasn't afraid to show
and so the ties that bind were broken long ago.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

cold
02-18-2007, 09:44 PM
i'm runnin' now and i was runnin' then
this an imagination in my head
I'm the one runnin' runnin' from myself
in the house of my devil where you put your faith way up high upon a shelf

In pieces,
BlueAngel

02-18-2007, 09:57 PM
Dancing in the Dark
Bruce Springsteen

I get up in the evening
and I ain't got nothing to say
I come home in the morning
I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain't nothing but tired
Man I'm just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help

You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark

Message keeps getting clearer radio's on and
I'm moving 'round the place
I check my look in the mirror
I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
Man I ain't getting nowhere
I'm just living in a dump like this
There's something happening somewhere
baby I just know that there is

You can't start a fire
you can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark

You sit around getting older
there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me
I'll shake this world off my shoulders
come on baby this laugh's on me

Stay on the streets of this town
and they'll be carving you up alright
They say you gotta stay hungry
hey baby I'm just about starving tonight
I'm dying for some action
I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book
I need a love reaction
come on now baby gimme just one look

You can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark

In Peace,
BlueAngel

This song came out shortly after I was married. Another girl sittin' around cryin' over a broken heart.

There'a JOKE IN ALL THIS and it's on him. He'll shake this world off his shoulders.

When I was on HIS site and this song was being posted over and over again for some of the reasons I've already stated in this thread; i.e., starvin' and carvin, bored, broken heart, cryin', writin' a book, messages on the radio keep gettin' clearer, livin' in a dump, got nothing to say, but the line, YOU CAN'T START A FIRE WORRYING ABOUT YOUR LITTLE WORLD FALLING APART was a shocker to me.

The situation I was in and this line. I thought isn't this how it is to THEM. A joke, a broken heart, little world fallin' apart, a tramp, not a beauty, ain't even pretty, some day we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny. FUNNY!!!! You've got to be kidding!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-18-2007, 10:00 PM
I wouldn't dance with you in the dark
I wouldn't dance with you in the park
not lookin' to start a fire
not tryin' to ignite a spark

not lookin' to hire a gun
not lookin' to you for fun

not listenin' for messages in the lyrics
just writin' my own songs
i'm not livin' in a dump
i'm right where I belong

radio's off and i'm movin' ahead with my life
i'm lookin' in the mirror
i'm a woman and a wife
don't wanna change my face
to some alter from long ago
i'm not bored
got plenty things to know

i don't wake up tired or go to bed the same way
and as you know i've got plenty to say
i'm not hungry or starvin
and you won't be carvin' lucky charms on my skin

i wouldn't dance with you in the dark
wouldn't dance with you in a park
i wouldn't give you just one look
if I saw your face in that book

i'm not lookin' to start your fire
don't want a gun for hire
i've got my lucky charm
a real man with lovin' arms

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-19-2007, 06:16 PM
Living Proof
Bruce Springsteen

Well now on a summer night in a dusky room
Come a little piece of the lord's undying light
Crying like he swallowed the fiery moon
In this mother's arms it was all the beauty i could take
Like the missing words to some prayer that i could never make
In a world so hard and dirty so fouled and confused
Searching for a little bit of god's mercy
I found living proof

I put my heart and soul i put 'em high upon a shelf
Right next to the faith the faith that i'd lost in myself
I went down into the desert city
Just tryin' so hard to shed my skin
I crawled deep into some kind of darkness
Lookin' to burn out every trace of who i'd been
You do some sad sad things baby
When it's you you're tryin' to lose
You do some sad and hurtful things I've seen living proof
You shot through my anger and rage
To show me my prison was just an open cage
There were no keys no guards
Just one frightened man and some old shadows for bars

Well now all that's sure on the boulevard
Is that life is just a house of cards
As fragile as each and every breath
Of this boy sleepin' in our bed
Tonight let's lie beneath the eaves
Just a close band of happy thieves
And when that train comes we'll get on board
And steal what we can from the treasures of the lord
It's been along long drought baby
Tonight the rain's pourin' down on our roof
Looking for a little bit of god's mercy
I found living proof

In Peace,
BlueAngel

This song was used on HIS site to call up disinformation about me having had a baby.

He begins with the baby being "living proof," but then in another verse he says "you do some sad, sad things baby, when it's you you're trying to lose, some sad and hurtful things, baby, I've seen living proof."

The role reversal being played again. She does same sad and hurtful things when she's trying to lose herself according to him. Yet, he goes out into the desert tryin' to shed his skin and every trace of who he's been. Enters some darkness again.

Being imprisoned inside the "satanic cult," I never tried to lose myself. I tried desperately to hang on to every piece of what I was while they tried to strip it all away, reshape me and mold me into whatever it was they desired.

"I've seen living proof."

02-19-2007, 06:21 PM
There is a song by Springsteen with the lyric, "you, me and the faith we're bringing into the real world."

I may have already posted it, but, in any event, I've always wondered who is YOU and what faith are THEY bringing into the real world.

And, what world does he live in if it's not the real world?

In Peace,
BlueAngel

02-19-2007, 06:24 PM
This is somewhat amuzing:

http://www.nypost.com/seven/12192006/gossip/pagesix/dreamboat_nick_pagesix_.htm

In Peace,
BlueAngel