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Impermanent Skaters
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On 7/17/2006 h0dad
wrote in from
New Zealand
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one day we will die
but there is no sign of that
in the way we skate
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the way con't
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On 7/17/2006 chainsmoker
wrote in from
United States
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th'way ever changing
indy trucks, kryptonics wheels
long and winding road
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Place of The Way
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On 7/16/2006 h0dad
wrote in from
New Zealand
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under yellow light
enter silent stone garden;
let's rock
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The Way of Skate
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On 7/10/2006 h0dad
wrote in from
New Zealand
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h0dad welcomes Grubbs to the Internal School of Skateboarding
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water
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On 7/7/2006 chainsmoker
wrote in from
United States
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to flow like water is of the essesnce, it is the softest thing yet over time, powerful enough to carve stone.......or asphalt.
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Soulriding
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On 7/7/2006 h0dad
wrote in from
New Zealand
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like water finding it's own way down a hill;
4:20 soulrider
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slidin' and glidin' around 4:20
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On 7/7/2006 chainsmoker
wrote in from
United States
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-----word!
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greetings from the psych ward!
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On 7/7/2006 bipolar soulrider
wrote in from
Canada
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Back in the quiet place...
Too much stress and I crashed.
Know the cure though...
A little glidin' and slidin' around 4:20
I guarantee its better
Than pharmeceuticals anyday.
Can I get an "Amen!" ?
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gnidirluos
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On 7/7/2006 chainsmoker
wrote in from
United States
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i woke up at 2 a.m. this morning and couldn't fall back asleep. i laced up my bobos and went out on a solo mission. there was a slight buzz in the air that was focused in the haze induced halos on the street lights. a couple of drunks hollered as i rolled by through the puddle of a crushed beer can. the snake like tracks of my wheels faded after a few yards and i began the slight uphill push before the inevitable. my vision momentarily blurred by the fat tear drops that eventually dipped down my cheeks. at the bottom of market street, a tight backside turn into an alley almost proved deadly as my real wheels slid through an unseen oil spill. the beating of my heart revvvved and i pushed even faster to con myself out of being scared. as i entered the down town, my pushes mirrored the tempo of the yellow lights that blinked to moderate traffic speed. i swerved between the parking meters with reckless abandon and cut into the adjacent lot of freshly paved macadam. each carve produced an interesting hiss as my wheels peeled off of the brand new surface. i pushed on and created a spontaneous slalom course up the middle of fourth street complete with invisible cones. as i zigged i noticed the unmistakeable red and blue flash and flutter on the buildings in front of me that can only be produced by those bastard police siren lights. much to my amazement he passed me by, apparently for bigger prey. a few blocks ahead i passed said police officer with his knee in the back of a law breaker. i must say it was kind of fun to skate by unnoticed. as a matter of fact, i would bet that my entire journey went by on the sly (except for the drunks who probaly don't remember me anyhow).
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re: soul
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On 7/6/2006 jake
wrote in from
United States
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nicely said smith,
like butter on icecream, like jelly on jam - so smooth.
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Soulriding
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On 7/5/2006 mike smith
wrote in from
United States
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Soulriding is when you hop on your board and become the hum of the wheels on the road. You then glide down the street carving and moving like an eagle in flight. Tricks and spins, hops and jumps become like thrash metal next to a smooth Hendrix blues solo. They are fun but not tonight. Sould riding is when you meet your soul on the board and become the ride, the wind ,the street too.Its the essence of who you are, its you all of it. No name, no tomorrow, no yesterday just the ride. You are the ride and thus ride having to prove nothing as your ride melts you into the scene.
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soulriding
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On 7/4/2006 Grubbs
wrote in from
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what is soulriding?
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Nectar Day Haiku
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On 6/28/2006 h0dad
wrote in from
New Zealand
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tightening my trucks
leaves chatter on concrete
hot nor-wester day
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stoke
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On 6/19/2006 tom t
wrote in from
Canada
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The other day a kid went by on a short board and saw me on my big cruiser.
His eyes lit up and he practically wet himself with confusion and excitement. Of course I let him take a ride, and the poor kid didn't want to ride his crappy short board anymore. Another life saved.
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Sneaky pintail
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On 6/12/2006 h0dad
wrote in from
New Zealand
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my sneaky pintail
escaping down the hillside
such an awesome view
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love calls
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On 5/25/2006
G.force
wrote in from
Canada
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riding rythmes of steel, wood and rubber
I bust a rhyme, I skate through time
trackin' wakin' and stackin the thrills of my urbanland skills
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Pedestrian Slalom Haiku
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On 5/20/2006
h0dad
wrote in from
New Zealand
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sudden death reprieve
in the form of young skater
continue walking
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Soulriding
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On 5/18/2006
Avram Klein
wrote in from
United States
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12 Year Old Semi Long Purple Blank from Marin Surf Sports, traded to me in exchange for a T-Shirt Design in 1991. Rode it with Skate Ladeira Down Hill Clube in Rio De Janero 2002. Lent it to my baby sister for one semester while she was at Arcada. A hippy switched one of the trucks from Indipendant to Venture. Got it back and it shot out from under me on Braodway above Embarcadero in SF. When the car hit it, it turned into dirt. The truck was sitting in the road in a pile of termite food.
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Midnight Rider
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On 5/13/2006 David V.
wrote in from
United States
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No lights, Spring moon glows
I carve the blackest of hills,
With stealth do I roll!
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freedom!
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On 5/8/2006
cad45
wrote in from
United States
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freedom!
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On 5/4/2006 *The J Bomb*
wrote in from
United States
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Bomb hills, not countries...
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Beer Bottle Haiku
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On 4/25/2006
h0dad
wrote in from
New Zealand
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a smashed beer bottle
fills the skatepark with diamonds
the sun in each one
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rain
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On 4/25/2006 tom t
wrote in from
Canada
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raining steadily
hailstones begin to appear
play video games
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No Skating Haiku
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On 4/24/2006 h0dad
wrote in from
New Zealand
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rather be reading
hand on utility belt
grommit tresspassers
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Reality Haiku
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On 4/24/2006 David V.
wrote in from
United States
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Forty-one and stoked
Wife said okay to new board
Cheaper than sports car
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