15 Apr 04
i was bored, so i decided to see if russes claim of over 60'000 players! was true. and it is...there are, as of 13:07 GMT on 15th of paril 2004, 72191 players on rhp, although not all of them active...😛 but still-lets all give a nice warm welcome to the newest member, faisal22!
so-yes-maybe i'm bored...anyone know any good things to do (apart form school work) to do while on holiday? i was meant to be going out, bu it's kinda raining, so i'm listening to simon and garfunckle and -erm- playing chess...
15 Apr 04
Originally posted by geniusI'm not surprised your bored if you're listening to Simon and Garfunkel 😛
i was bored, so i decided to see if russes claim of over 60'000 players! was true. and it is...there are, as of 13:07 GMT on 15th of paril 2004, 72191 players on rhp, although not all of them active...😛 but still-lets all give a nice warm welcome to the newest member, faisal22!
so-yes-maybe i'm bored...anyone know any good things to do (apart form schoo ...[text shortened]... ut, bu it's kinda raining, so i'm listening to simon and garfunckle and -erm- playing chess...
15 Apr 04
Originally posted by VargHello darkness, my old friend,
I'm not surprised your bored if you're listening to Simon and Garfunkel 😛
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.
"Fools" said I,"You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.
great stuff!
actaully-i'm only listening to them becasue i am bored...i decided to find out what CD's my brothers left behind-he's away for the week and taken all the goon uns, but he's left a few...