May your staff spin fast and your poi always miss your balls.
Its all in good, clean, light producing fun.
beeing shot sixteen times is no way to die, falling 68 stories out of a blim flying over the super bowl while on fire now thats the way i wanna go.
beeing shot sixteen times is no way to die, falling 68 stories out of a blim flying over the super bowl while on fire now thats the way i wanna go.
Come faeries, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame.
- W B Yeats
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we are doing to poi the same thing that Bruce Lee did to martial arts. Bruce laughed at people who thought that their one form of martial art was better than all others. And he scoffed at people who thought a martial art could not evolve and change because it was "traditional". He took ideas from all over the world, figured out what the best parts were from all of them and made what suited him his own. He incorperated everything from american boxing to traditional kung fu. We are doing the same thing to poi. Sure it has a root in maori society (and under different names in other societies), but we have taken it and added to it what each of us think its good and made it our own. I have added elements of martial arts and break dancing to my style. I call it poi sometimes, and sometimes I call it kung fu. doesn't realy matter, it is just a name. We could call all this wu shu kung fu, because it has elements of that in it. We could call it dancing or call it whatever, but when someone says "poi", I think we all know they are talking about swinging stuff, and that it what is important...communication. (and having a good word for the internet search engines, which is the main reason we should all tell people that it is "poi" )
i would have changed ***** to phallus, and claire to petey Petey
Rougie: but that's what I'm doing here
Arnwyn: what letting me adjust myself in your room?..don't you dare quote that on HoP...
Come faeries, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame.
- W B Yeats
"i see you at 'dis cafe.
i come to 'dis cafe quite a lot myself.
they do porridge."
- tim westwood
'The last rays of crimson on the spindle tree as the cerise fruit splits and reveals its orange seeds in a gloriously clashing colour scheme no-one would ever dare to wear'
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