A threat you send to me,
for what reason I cannot see.
For pleasure or status,
or is it just a curse.
Who gave you the right to insult my rights?
Who gave you the power to control my might?
Who gave you the authority to restrict my fight?
Who gave you the darkness to block my light?
Jokes are funny for the young.
Joy is brought for the lucky one.
Warmth you give just like the sun.
Knowledge you sing like none.
Threats are no laughing matter to receive.
Curse and insult as you please.
Wounds and bruises you inflict with ease.
your weapon that is I cannot cease.
A shield of valor is all I have.
Hit me not for I am prepared.
No weapon to pound or carve.
Only to have me feel your wrath.
Touch me not ...
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Chapter 6.12 : Ups and Downs ...
Life is full of ups and downs,
there is no reason for us to frown.
Time passes by like winds through the meadow,
but somehow it seem too shallow.
Judements rule our daily lives,
unheard voices all that cry.
Justice through a written law,
all is lost just through a fall.
Reasons point the way to go,
but none of us just seem to know.
Choices shape our world ahead,
the past that haunts us till we are dead.
Festive seasons come and go,
bringing warmth right in the cold.
Holidays seem good but lame,
stop us not or you are to blame.
Life is full of ups and downs,
there is no reason for us to frown.
Time passes like wind through the meadow,
but somehow it seems too shallow.
there is no reason for us to frown.
Time passes by like winds through the meadow,
but somehow it seem too shallow.
Judements rule our daily lives,
unheard voices all that cry.
Justice through a written law,
all is lost just through a fall.
Reasons point the way to go,
but none of us just seem to know.
Choices shape our world ahead,
the past that haunts us till we are dead.
Festive seasons come and go,
bringing warmth right in the cold.
Holidays seem good but lame,
stop us not or you are to blame.
Life is full of ups and downs,
there is no reason for us to frown.
Time passes like wind through the meadow,
but somehow it seems too shallow.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Chapter 6.11 : Crippled ...
Tears of old,
cloud my soul.
Life and death,
blind my path.
Visions of late,
tied my fate.
Misuse of trust,
crumbles my lust.
Wounds are fresh,
tears my gash.
Weights that burden,
greater my pollution.
The weakening light,
darkens my sight.
The overflowing hollow,
amplified my sorrow.
cloud my soul.
Life and death,
blind my path.
Visions of late,
tied my fate.
Misuse of trust,
crumbles my lust.
Wounds are fresh,
tears my gash.
Weights that burden,
greater my pollution.
The weakening light,
darkens my sight.
The overflowing hollow,
amplified my sorrow.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Chapter 5.3 : What is the point?
Friend, a person whom you know well and whom you like a lot, but who is usually not a member of your family. Everybody needs a friend. Everybody wants a friend. Everybody sees a friend. But not everybody have a friend.
Having a friend is like having someone to share your thoughts and feelings to. Someone to rely on in times of doubt. Someone to trust your deepest darkest secrets. Someone to gossip and pin-point with. Someone to share your happiest and saddest moments of your everyday. Someone to count on when you are cornered. Someone to understand why you are what you are doing. Someone to respect who you are. Someone to be there for you, no matter what.
Friends are sent to Earth by the almighty forces from the skies. But what are their true purposes for being sent here. You meet. You bond. You leave. What sense does that make? It seems all sweet and happy at first, then you get used to each other and starts to drift apart. Eventually when time stetches the already fragile bond, you leave. That leaves you broken and shattered and eventually lost ...
What is the point of befriending another when you know that in the end, you are alone. What is the point of opening yourself to another when you know that in the end, they will leave. What is the point of accepting another when you know that in the end, you will be hurt and lost. What is the point when in the end, it is all for himself ...
Having a friend is like having someone to share your thoughts and feelings to. Someone to rely on in times of doubt. Someone to trust your deepest darkest secrets. Someone to gossip and pin-point with. Someone to share your happiest and saddest moments of your everyday. Someone to count on when you are cornered. Someone to understand why you are what you are doing. Someone to respect who you are. Someone to be there for you, no matter what.
Friends are sent to Earth by the almighty forces from the skies. But what are their true purposes for being sent here. You meet. You bond. You leave. What sense does that make? It seems all sweet and happy at first, then you get used to each other and starts to drift apart. Eventually when time stetches the already fragile bond, you leave. That leaves you broken and shattered and eventually lost ...
What is the point of befriending another when you know that in the end, you are alone. What is the point of opening yourself to another when you know that in the end, they will leave. What is the point of accepting another when you know that in the end, you will be hurt and lost. What is the point when in the end, it is all for himself ...
Monday, November 06, 2006
Chapter 5.2 : Should I reveal ...
Smiles and cheerful it seems to be,
talking and asking about the key.
Divided by destiny we were left stranded,
somehow we bonded with nothing added.
Experiencing the unknown ahead,
it has always been just a bait.
Time passes and colours seem to reveal,
some brought joy while others seal.
Asking questions of my doubt,
silent and calm you always sound.
Daggers of great precision flew,
somehow I already knew.
Should I reveal not the enemy?
talking and asking about the key.
Divided by destiny we were left stranded,
somehow we bonded with nothing added.
Experiencing the unknown ahead,
it has always been just a bait.
Time passes and colours seem to reveal,
some brought joy while others seal.
Asking questions of my doubt,
silent and calm you always sound.
Daggers of great precision flew,
somehow I already knew.
Should I reveal not the enemy?
Chapter 6.10 : Sapped ...
A union of people brought together for a common goal,
they look and speak in different speech and tone.
Some were brave, proud, cocky and bold,
others were quiet, silent and cold.
A bond was formed from an unlikely force,
smiles, looks, resource or even flaws.
Nuturing the grip which holds them tight,
not for long it seems out of sight.
Divided by destiny one could not help,
what pain and sorrow could not be felt.
Hanging on to what is left,
somehow all of them have sapped.
they look and speak in different speech and tone.
Some were brave, proud, cocky and bold,
others were quiet, silent and cold.
A bond was formed from an unlikely force,
smiles, looks, resource or even flaws.
Nuturing the grip which holds them tight,
not for long it seems out of sight.
Divided by destiny one could not help,
what pain and sorrow could not be felt.
Hanging on to what is left,
somehow all of them have sapped.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Chapter 6.9 : 5 minutes ...
5 minutes it took for my mind to wake up,
the constant ringing of the alarm clock.
4 mintues it took for my legs to step up,
the routine that I have always done.
3 minutes it took my eyes to open,
the glaring lights and pictures taken.
2 minutes it took for my hands to function,
the grabbing and typing of the early news.
1 minute it took for my senses to awaken,
the basics to differ right from wrong.
5 mintues it took for me to feel,
the gentle sunlight upon my skin.
4 minutes it took for me to inhale,
the morning air that lingers in the gale.
3 minutes it took for me to freeze,
the cool air brushing pass my skin.
2 minutes it took for me to see,
the dark clouds had risen from the sea.
1 minute it took for me to realise,
the rain that was told had turn to ice.
5 mintues it took for me to smile,
the sight of you is worth my while.
4 minutes it took for me to see,
the conclusion that we are dressed alike.
3 minutes it took for me to speak,
the unusual conversations that we seek.
2 minutes it took for me to notice,
the aura that you send difts me from this.
1 minute it took for me to realise,
the repetition of my daily life.
the constant ringing of the alarm clock.
4 mintues it took for my legs to step up,
the routine that I have always done.
3 minutes it took my eyes to open,
the glaring lights and pictures taken.
2 minutes it took for my hands to function,
the grabbing and typing of the early news.
1 minute it took for my senses to awaken,
the basics to differ right from wrong.
5 mintues it took for me to feel,
the gentle sunlight upon my skin.
4 minutes it took for me to inhale,
the morning air that lingers in the gale.
3 minutes it took for me to freeze,
the cool air brushing pass my skin.
2 minutes it took for me to see,
the dark clouds had risen from the sea.
1 minute it took for me to realise,
the rain that was told had turn to ice.
5 mintues it took for me to smile,
the sight of you is worth my while.
4 minutes it took for me to see,
the conclusion that we are dressed alike.
3 minutes it took for me to speak,
the unusual conversations that we seek.
2 minutes it took for me to notice,
the aura that you send difts me from this.
1 minute it took for me to realise,
the repetition of my daily life.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Chapter 6.8 : In the end ...
Distant we are from each other like the Poles of the Earth.
Our voices seem to fade and vanish in the cold gale.
Guided to never meet our fates are seal.
Confusion and doubt our emotions creep.
Hear not my speech and scream.
Feel not my pain and woe.
See no evil the days have seep.
Warmth and joy we cannot feel.
Fake and illusional is this scene.
Hoping that someone will answer our plea.
The fear that we cannot take this.
Should we stand or should we flee.
Our voices seem to fade and vanish in the cold gale.
Guided to never meet our fates are seal.
Confusion and doubt our emotions creep.
Hear not my speech and scream.
Feel not my pain and woe.
See no evil the days have seep.
Warmth and joy we cannot feel.
Fake and illusional is this scene.
Hoping that someone will answer our plea.
The fear that we cannot take this.
Should we stand or should we flee.
Friday, October 13, 2006
Chapter 6.7 : They are coming ...
The flags of the fallen lingered in the cold winds.
The stench of blood in the air is thick.
The ground trembles from an unknown power.
The stars are veiled by a cloud, a dark cloud.
The horizon is nothing but a misty terror.
The trusty sheild is now cleft and broken.
The reluctant blade is now stained with thick and pungent.
The weakened body wounded and damaged.
The will slowly faded away.
The mind slowly drifted astray.
The sky was lit by flashes of fear.
The air grew foul and fetid.
The horizon lifts a cloud of dust and sand.
The ground shakes, drums, drums in the deep.
They are coming ...
The stench of blood in the air is thick.
The ground trembles from an unknown power.
The stars are veiled by a cloud, a dark cloud.
The horizon is nothing but a misty terror.
The trusty sheild is now cleft and broken.
The reluctant blade is now stained with thick and pungent.
The weakened body wounded and damaged.
The will slowly faded away.
The mind slowly drifted astray.
The sky was lit by flashes of fear.
The air grew foul and fetid.
The horizon lifts a cloud of dust and sand.
The ground shakes, drums, drums in the deep.
They are coming ...
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Chapter 6.6 : Dark clouds ...
An oath we made long ago straightens our path and vision. A compass in a stormy sea. The light in our darkness. The source of strength in an endless war. The balance between right and wrong. The destiny which we once forsaw. The faith in which we entrusted with. The memories which were tied to them. The will which we bonded with ... it has left us standing on an edge of a knife ... ...
Despite the darkness ahead, we kept pushing through because we promised to. Despite the rough Earth ahead, we endured them because we promised to. Despite the deep dark sea ahead, we thrusted through them because we promised to. Despite the repulsive weather, we tolerated them because we promised to. Despite the merciless beatings, we beared them because we promised to. Despite the endless insults, we withstood them because we promised to. Despite the infinite humiliation, we underwent them because we promised to.
Now we've left to stand on thin ice. The offences were long lost. The defences were tested for too long. The spirit is waning. The moral is failing. The will is withering. The courage is now gone.
How now do we stand up again and keep our word. Should we stand and fight or flee the other way?
This storm is getting darker and deeper then usual ... ...
Despite the darkness ahead, we kept pushing through because we promised to. Despite the rough Earth ahead, we endured them because we promised to. Despite the deep dark sea ahead, we thrusted through them because we promised to. Despite the repulsive weather, we tolerated them because we promised to. Despite the merciless beatings, we beared them because we promised to. Despite the endless insults, we withstood them because we promised to. Despite the infinite humiliation, we underwent them because we promised to.
Now we've left to stand on thin ice. The offences were long lost. The defences were tested for too long. The spirit is waning. The moral is failing. The will is withering. The courage is now gone.
How now do we stand up again and keep our word. Should we stand and fight or flee the other way?
This storm is getting darker and deeper then usual ... ...
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Chapter 5.1 : What if ...
What if God was one of us, will you pray or deny?
What if God ruled the Earth, will you be in joy or debt?
What if God does not exist, will you daze or craze?
What if the Earth stops rotating, will you be smiling or grieving?
What if the Sun stops shining, will you cheer or laugh?
What if the Moon stops glowing, will you cry or moan?
What if the Land is lost, will you sink or fall?
What if the Sea drys up, will you jump or sombre?
What if the Air dissapears, will you fly or breathe?
What if strangers vanished, will you celebrate or commemorate?
What if friends parted, will you sigh or be driven?
What if families dissolve, will you break down or move on?
What if you are isloated, will you be relieved or sad?
What if you are dying, will you smile or frown?
What if you were not born, will you dream or will you demise?
What if God ruled the Earth, will you be in joy or debt?
What if God does not exist, will you daze or craze?
What if the Earth stops rotating, will you be smiling or grieving?
What if the Sun stops shining, will you cheer or laugh?
What if the Moon stops glowing, will you cry or moan?
What if the Land is lost, will you sink or fall?
What if the Sea drys up, will you jump or sombre?
What if the Air dissapears, will you fly or breathe?
What if strangers vanished, will you celebrate or commemorate?
What if friends parted, will you sigh or be driven?
What if families dissolve, will you break down or move on?
What if you are isloated, will you be relieved or sad?
What if you are dying, will you smile or frown?
What if you were not born, will you dream or will you demise?
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Chapter 3.1 : Hidden secrets ...
Man, the human race, is the dominant species on the planet Earth. Man had advanced and evolved from being a vulnerable prey to a relentless hunter. Surging forward from an age of peace and tranquility to a monotonous and polluted age. Armed with state-of-the-art machinery and technology, we can easily outsmart nature's creations and beings. Moulding and shaping the World which what Man think is best, is what every individual is doing everday.
But not all Man are mindless. Filled with love and compasion, these Man of the goodness help bring peace and harmony to everything they come upon. Joy and laughter they bring. Smiles and peace they encourage. How clean a world it will be if everyone could such beings, free from cruelty and hatred.Unfortunately, there are just too few of the, left in this world.
There can be no light without darkness, and therefore the darker side of Man sadly does exist. Tourture, revenge, killings are the common doings of evil. Evil drives one into a state of madness so deep that one totally looses his senses and mind. Such beings may corrupt and destroy others, while others end both their own and their victim. Overwhelming the current world, what hope there is for us to survive seem too dim to see for now.
For every action, there is a cause. What lights the fire, what makes nature cry, what causes life and death. There is something, something that trigglers the spark and causes a result. Doing good to the world for no apparent reason is honorable. But doing evil for no reason is nothing more than a sin, a horrible sin.
Cruelty, it is defined as an extremely unkind and unpleasant and causing pain to people or animals intentionally. Nobody wants to be treated cruely by another. Nobody deserves to be treated cruely by another for no reason. What have they ever done to deserve such malicious deeds?
The chickens at Kentucky Fried Chickens (KFC) are nefariously treated and bred to get the most of of them. Yes, more income less input. Despite severaly attempts to help stop such madness, KFC refuses to stop such cruelty. However, what have they ever done to humanity such that they deserve such ill treatement? What madness drove you into doing such a deed? Why are they being treated with such unspeakable deeds? Who are you to bend natures creations? Who gave you the power to infringe with nature? Why are you doing this? Why do you have to do this? Why ... why ?
We have officially boycotted KFC as a source of food and nutrition. Yes, you might think that we are all childish and all that. But looking at the logo of KFC brings back horrifying images of the chickens being brutally tortured in the factories just pisses me off. How could one even think eating them after one have witness how are they being treated; cruelly. We are doing our part ... are you?
Caution: The following video contains unspeakable doings from the KFC factories. (Seriously not recommended for the kind-hearted)
Website: http://www.kentuckyfriedcruelty.com/anderson-vid.asp
But not all Man are mindless. Filled with love and compasion, these Man of the goodness help bring peace and harmony to everything they come upon. Joy and laughter they bring. Smiles and peace they encourage. How clean a world it will be if everyone could such beings, free from cruelty and hatred.Unfortunately, there are just too few of the, left in this world.
There can be no light without darkness, and therefore the darker side of Man sadly does exist. Tourture, revenge, killings are the common doings of evil. Evil drives one into a state of madness so deep that one totally looses his senses and mind. Such beings may corrupt and destroy others, while others end both their own and their victim. Overwhelming the current world, what hope there is for us to survive seem too dim to see for now.
For every action, there is a cause. What lights the fire, what makes nature cry, what causes life and death. There is something, something that trigglers the spark and causes a result. Doing good to the world for no apparent reason is honorable. But doing evil for no reason is nothing more than a sin, a horrible sin.
Cruelty, it is defined as an extremely unkind and unpleasant and causing pain to people or animals intentionally. Nobody wants to be treated cruely by another. Nobody deserves to be treated cruely by another for no reason. What have they ever done to deserve such malicious deeds?
The chickens at Kentucky Fried Chickens (KFC) are nefariously treated and bred to get the most of of them. Yes, more income less input. Despite severaly attempts to help stop such madness, KFC refuses to stop such cruelty. However, what have they ever done to humanity such that they deserve such ill treatement? What madness drove you into doing such a deed? Why are they being treated with such unspeakable deeds? Who are you to bend natures creations? Who gave you the power to infringe with nature? Why are you doing this? Why do you have to do this? Why ... why ?
We have officially boycotted KFC as a source of food and nutrition. Yes, you might think that we are all childish and all that. But looking at the logo of KFC brings back horrifying images of the chickens being brutally tortured in the factories just pisses me off. How could one even think eating them after one have witness how are they being treated; cruelly. We are doing our part ... are you?
Caution: The following video contains unspeakable doings from the KFC factories. (Seriously not recommended for the kind-hearted)
Website: http://www.kentuckyfriedcruelty.com/anderson-vid.asp
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Chapter 3.0c : Delusion ...
We have seen every Sun rise into the sky and clouds.
We have seen every Moon glow and fade into the shadow.
We have felt the moisture from the morning mist and from the sky.
We have felt the wind blow and whistle past our ears.
We are all happy as friends ... or is it all just an illusion?
You smile everyday with all that you see,
but forget the others that are left at sea.
You lead the way in every turn,
but neglect those who you abandon.
You share with those that you cared,
but ignored the people that were strapped.
You joke and laughed like no other,
but wound and damaged those at the corner.
How could you just smile and walk away,
and return the next day and say hey.
How could you brush the troubles that you've caused,
and say that you are not blamed.
How could you sleep at night with all these deeds,
and wake up tomorow and start to feed.
How could you live your life like this,
and somehow you choose not to cease.
You expect one to be loyal,
but all you give is betrayal.
You expect one to smile when you are,
but you gave no reason so far.
You expect us to follow your lead,
but left when one is in need.
You expect one to forget and understand your actions,
but did not bother to think of their affections.
Friends till the end so they say,
everday I wish and pray.
See the way you lead the way,
all I wish that you could stay.
Look back I dare not to,
the future I see that we are through.
Is this all just an illusion,
or is it just another delusion ...
We have seen every Moon glow and fade into the shadow.
We have felt the moisture from the morning mist and from the sky.
We have felt the wind blow and whistle past our ears.
We are all happy as friends ... or is it all just an illusion?
You smile everyday with all that you see,
but forget the others that are left at sea.
You lead the way in every turn,
but neglect those who you abandon.
You share with those that you cared,
but ignored the people that were strapped.
You joke and laughed like no other,
but wound and damaged those at the corner.
How could you just smile and walk away,
and return the next day and say hey.
How could you brush the troubles that you've caused,
and say that you are not blamed.
How could you sleep at night with all these deeds,
and wake up tomorow and start to feed.
How could you live your life like this,
and somehow you choose not to cease.
You expect one to be loyal,
but all you give is betrayal.
You expect one to smile when you are,
but you gave no reason so far.
You expect us to follow your lead,
but left when one is in need.
You expect one to forget and understand your actions,
but did not bother to think of their affections.
Friends till the end so they say,
everday I wish and pray.
See the way you lead the way,
all I wish that you could stay.
Look back I dare not to,
the future I see that we are through.
Is this all just an illusion,
or is it just another delusion ...
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Chapter 3.0b : Outburst ...
Everyday you are laughing.
Everyday you are smiling.
Everyday you are jumping.
Everyday you are joking.
Everyday you are whining.
Everyday you are attracting attention.
Everyday you are the centre of attention.
Everyday you are cared for.
Everyday you are taken cared of.
Everyday you are protected from.
Everyday you are the happy one.
Everyday you are the one.
Clouded by your deeds I stay within.
Shadowed by your scene I cannot see.
Silenced by your words I have no say.
Outshined by your credits I stay hidden.
Conquered by your wrath I remain weak.
Overwhelmed by your power I cannot breathe.
Everyday you are smiling.
Everyday you are jumping.
Everyday you are joking.
Everyday you are whining.
Everyday you are attracting attention.
Everyday you are the centre of attention.
Everyday you are cared for.
Everyday you are taken cared of.
Everyday you are protected from.
Everyday you are the happy one.
Everyday you are the one.
Clouded by your deeds I stay within.
Shadowed by your scene I cannot see.
Silenced by your words I have no say.
Outshined by your credits I stay hidden.
Conquered by your wrath I remain weak.
Overwhelmed by your power I cannot breathe.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Chapter 3.0a : Safeguard ...
The warmth which you once gave me have faded,
for now my heart and life is tainted.
The cold now that I feel is colder than any ice,
some how I wish I could forget the lies.
Everyday now turned to be a gamble,
it is you that make my mind tremble.
Rain or shine there you will be,
one way or another I will unfortunately see.
Close the Doors and shut the crap,
bar the the Gates and seal the gap.
Bring out your armour and gather your courage,
draw your shield and hope you will manage.
Fight with a wondering mind,
stand with the strength within.
Fight with a broken sword,
stand with the grit within.
Long and treacherous it will be,
it may rise a blood of sea.
Merciless and pointless it may seem,
childish and foolish you may deem.
Destiny brought us for a purpose,
or was it just another careless.
Prepare for battle the hour has come,
for all I know I cannot succumb.
for now my heart and life is tainted.
The cold now that I feel is colder than any ice,
some how I wish I could forget the lies.
Everyday now turned to be a gamble,
it is you that make my mind tremble.
Rain or shine there you will be,
one way or another I will unfortunately see.
Close the Doors and shut the crap,
bar the the Gates and seal the gap.
Bring out your armour and gather your courage,
draw your shield and hope you will manage.
Fight with a wondering mind,
stand with the strength within.
Fight with a broken sword,
stand with the grit within.
Long and treacherous it will be,
it may rise a blood of sea.
Merciless and pointless it may seem,
childish and foolish you may deem.
Destiny brought us for a purpose,
or was it just another careless.
Prepare for battle the hour has come,
for all I know I cannot succumb.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Chapter 6.5 : Fatal bonds ...
Friends are the people which we hang around with. Friends are the people which we spent most of our time with. Friends are the people which we smile and frown with. Friends are the people which gave you a reason to go school. Friends are the people which watch your back while you watch theirs. Friends are the people which you suffer and enjoy with. Friends are the people which waits for you. Friends are the people which are always there when you need them. Friends are the people which never let you cry alone. Friends are the people which stands by you no matter what. Friends are the people which makes you feel good. Friends are the people which abolishes our fear. Friends are the people which is happy for you when you are happy. Friend are the people who are willing to sacrifice for you. Friends are the people which you can trust.
Friends are the ones which makes us fell left out. Friends are the ones which makes us suffer inside out. Friends are the ones which makes us hate ourselves. Friends are the ones which destroys our moods. Friends are the ones which tarnishes our reputation. Friends are the ones which make us feel stupid. Friends are the ones which makes us feel dissapointed. Friends are the ones which tears our pride. Friends are the ones which instill new fear upon us. Friends are the ones which makes life feel meaningless. Friends are the ones which kills our sanity. Friends are the ones which makes us worry sick. Friends are the ones which ignores you. Friends are the ones which makes you feel isolated. Friends are the ones which adds a neverending burden to our shoulders. Friends are the ones which makes us feel mad. Friends are the ones which makes us mad. Friends are the ones which cripple our life. Friend are the ones which hurt you deeply. Friends are the ones which betray your trust.
Friends are the ones which makes us fell left out. Friends are the ones which makes us suffer inside out. Friends are the ones which makes us hate ourselves. Friends are the ones which destroys our moods. Friends are the ones which tarnishes our reputation. Friends are the ones which make us feel stupid. Friends are the ones which makes us feel dissapointed. Friends are the ones which tears our pride. Friends are the ones which instill new fear upon us. Friends are the ones which makes life feel meaningless. Friends are the ones which kills our sanity. Friends are the ones which makes us worry sick. Friends are the ones which ignores you. Friends are the ones which makes you feel isolated. Friends are the ones which adds a neverending burden to our shoulders. Friends are the ones which makes us feel mad. Friends are the ones which makes us mad. Friends are the ones which cripple our life. Friend are the ones which hurt you deeply. Friends are the ones which betray your trust.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Chapter 2.2 : Sensitivity ...
The mind, the very mechanism which drives our thoughts and actions. The mind is said to be the very power which allows us to be the dominate species since the Elder days. Allowing us to outsmart, outwit and outlast one another, even our own.
Personality is what seperates us humans from each other. Cool, hot, funky, clever, sensitive or even stupidity is what difines what you are. Each with its own pros and cons, we can be an obvious friend to one while a fearful foe to another.
Thinking before you speak, will allow you to never start a misunderstanding. Thinking further and more than the others allows you to outsmart another. Feeling the extra joy and pleasure when you are happy. Thinking of other's thoughts while preparing for your next move will allow you to be more favourable. Yes, these are the qualities of a sensitive person. Many say that a sensivity person is a charming person, while others say that it is nothing more than a blessing. Somehow, I think otherwise.
Thinking way too much could lead to a confused and messed up mind. Everytime someone points their finger at you or utter foul languages at you, you'll be deeply wounded and greatly weakened. Lashed with merciless insults, one will be greatly wounded instantly. If you're luck holds, it will be healed by the next day; but that rarely happens. Everytime your friend refuses to reply your messages or talks to another while your in the middle of your conversation, it will leave you thinking. Thinking, is what you will do the whole day. Thinking about what went wrong, what was he or she trying to imply, what was his intentions, why are you being treated like this? This usually causes unintentional conflicts and arguments between friends which you will greatly regret later. This will strain even the strongest friendship and crumble the fragile minds.
I see no blessing for being sensitive, but only a curse. Clinging on to a weakening courage, it will be hard to move on, but somehow you must ...
Personality is what seperates us humans from each other. Cool, hot, funky, clever, sensitive or even stupidity is what difines what you are. Each with its own pros and cons, we can be an obvious friend to one while a fearful foe to another.
Thinking before you speak, will allow you to never start a misunderstanding. Thinking further and more than the others allows you to outsmart another. Feeling the extra joy and pleasure when you are happy. Thinking of other's thoughts while preparing for your next move will allow you to be more favourable. Yes, these are the qualities of a sensitive person. Many say that a sensivity person is a charming person, while others say that it is nothing more than a blessing. Somehow, I think otherwise.
Thinking way too much could lead to a confused and messed up mind. Everytime someone points their finger at you or utter foul languages at you, you'll be deeply wounded and greatly weakened. Lashed with merciless insults, one will be greatly wounded instantly. If you're luck holds, it will be healed by the next day; but that rarely happens. Everytime your friend refuses to reply your messages or talks to another while your in the middle of your conversation, it will leave you thinking. Thinking, is what you will do the whole day. Thinking about what went wrong, what was he or she trying to imply, what was his intentions, why are you being treated like this? This usually causes unintentional conflicts and arguments between friends which you will greatly regret later. This will strain even the strongest friendship and crumble the fragile minds.
I see no blessing for being sensitive, but only a curse. Clinging on to a weakening courage, it will be hard to move on, but somehow you must ...
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Chapter 2.1 : Shadowed reality ...
A realm, this realm is a place where I have to stay for a while. The beings are very different from each other. Some stood out from the crowd, appealing, courageous, boastful, smart or even for their stupidity. Others were quiet, shy, shadowed or just being ignored. Bonds and ties quickly formed given time to socialise.
All seem happy and jolly ... or is this just another illusion ?
The Council are wise and cunning. Spilling their knowledge is what they do best. Expecting and forcing us to do as they bid is their upperhand. We have no right, we have no say. Some are tricky and sly, while others are mindful and giving. What is yet to come from them is unpredictable, only to carelessly or carefully embrace them. Beware of their hidden intentions ...
We may breathe the same air, wear the same uniforms and speak a common language, but not all of us have the same thoughts ... not all ...
Fingers, gazes and foul languages are lashed mercilessly into the very hearts of the guilty ... and the innocent. Hatred is instilled into everyone's hearts, be it for the same or the other. Vengence and revenge is on the minds of the angered. While others pretend that all seem well and gay. Cross fires can be seen and felt by both eye and skin. A wrong move could cause your fall to be a fatal one. Volleys of piercing arrows flew from both ends. Red and dark are the skies. The Earth trembles. The air is poisoned by the blood of the fallen and screams filled the air.
How do one survive this ordeal? How do one stay strong and calm in such a situation? How do one keep fighting in such a place? Where am I? Why am I here? How did I get here? What have I done? Someone help me .... please ....
All seem happy and jolly ... or is this just another illusion ?
The Council are wise and cunning. Spilling their knowledge is what they do best. Expecting and forcing us to do as they bid is their upperhand. We have no right, we have no say. Some are tricky and sly, while others are mindful and giving. What is yet to come from them is unpredictable, only to carelessly or carefully embrace them. Beware of their hidden intentions ...
We may breathe the same air, wear the same uniforms and speak a common language, but not all of us have the same thoughts ... not all ...
Fingers, gazes and foul languages are lashed mercilessly into the very hearts of the guilty ... and the innocent. Hatred is instilled into everyone's hearts, be it for the same or the other. Vengence and revenge is on the minds of the angered. While others pretend that all seem well and gay. Cross fires can be seen and felt by both eye and skin. A wrong move could cause your fall to be a fatal one. Volleys of piercing arrows flew from both ends. Red and dark are the skies. The Earth trembles. The air is poisoned by the blood of the fallen and screams filled the air.
How do one survive this ordeal? How do one stay strong and calm in such a situation? How do one keep fighting in such a place? Where am I? Why am I here? How did I get here? What have I done? Someone help me .... please ....
Saturday, August 05, 2006
Chapter 6.4 : Clear skies ...
The Sun and Clouds brightens the day,
while the Moon and Star lit the way.
Dark have been my dreams of late,
how I wish it can be unmade.
Classes and lectures are long and dry,
somehow I wish that I could fly.
In the cold that I must sit,
but somehow my body and soul was not fit.
Hope faded and Darkness reigned,
twisting and bending my life they concluded.
The will to hang on came to a halt,
somehow I know that it was my fault.
Gathered by faith or destiny,
we veiled our pride and dignity.
Though we come from different end,
a message or two that we will send.
We had each others back covered,
no chance nor hope to be disembowelled
We shared joy and laughter,
we suffered and encouraged one another.
Soon Light pierced through the Shadow,
showering me with warmth and mellow.
Sorry for the troubles and case,
and thank you for your grace.
while the Moon and Star lit the way.
Dark have been my dreams of late,
how I wish it can be unmade.
Classes and lectures are long and dry,
somehow I wish that I could fly.
In the cold that I must sit,
but somehow my body and soul was not fit.
Hope faded and Darkness reigned,
twisting and bending my life they concluded.
The will to hang on came to a halt,
somehow I know that it was my fault.
Gathered by faith or destiny,
we veiled our pride and dignity.
Though we come from different end,
a message or two that we will send.
We had each others back covered,
no chance nor hope to be disembowelled
We shared joy and laughter,
we suffered and encouraged one another.
Soon Light pierced through the Shadow,
showering me with warmth and mellow.
Sorry for the troubles and case,
and thank you for your grace.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Chapter 6.3b : The first step ...
The morning was dull and damp. The air was cold and still. My body was recovering from slumber while my mind was holding me back. The very thought of what is about to come brought chills down my spine. Dressing into gear and packing whatever courage I could find was all I have. Then my journey began ...
The clouds concealed the Sun and the clear sky. The wind was cold and every breath I took seem to be a problem. Reaching the very gates of doom, I could only seek solitude. Unknown beings passes by me like spirits of a nether realm. A familiar voice greeted me as I smiled and said my greetings and I proceeded into the very gates of Hades.
Guided by faith or just mere coincidence, I bumped into three unknowns. One was troubled while two were misguided. Handing them a script of enlightenment, they unlocked the Gates of Hades. Being somehow dragged into it with them. I clung onto my failing courage as I followed the two strangers reluctantly.
Being offered a sit which I could not refuse, I accepted it. Keeping my eyes to myself, I kept myself busy with nothing. A feeling, a strange feeling I felt. Whispers and gazes flashed on and off like a lonely lighthouse. The teacher came with a speech which she presented. It was nothing more but the rules which I had to bid to stay within. Suddenly, an introdution began. The heartless eyes focused on one after another like bees drawn to its honey as the list slowly descent. Scared and stunned, I hesitated and took desperate breathes of the cold air.
When the time came, my mind was in a mess. My voice was blur and my knees were weak. Their glares turned into arrows pointing right at my neck. Their voices became poison to my thoughts. Their movements made tremours onto the Earth. Struggling through the endless questions, I put up a fake smile as I sat down and returned to my thoughts; ignoring whatever that breathes around me.
The day was the longest of my life. The questions were nothing of those which I could have forseen. The reactions was unbelievable. The glares were unblockable. The thoughts were nothing more then doubts and confusion. Troubled and weakened, I wished nothing more than to flee from the very scene. But I did'nt.
What held me back is the gentle warmth which I was given. The simplest smile or the shortest conversation changed the entire scene. A light nod or the slightest reaction made me think twice. Yes, I admit that I fear for what is to come, but somehow, I know that I will not regret confronting it. I shall stay strong ...
The clouds concealed the Sun and the clear sky. The wind was cold and every breath I took seem to be a problem. Reaching the very gates of doom, I could only seek solitude. Unknown beings passes by me like spirits of a nether realm. A familiar voice greeted me as I smiled and said my greetings and I proceeded into the very gates of Hades.
Guided by faith or just mere coincidence, I bumped into three unknowns. One was troubled while two were misguided. Handing them a script of enlightenment, they unlocked the Gates of Hades. Being somehow dragged into it with them. I clung onto my failing courage as I followed the two strangers reluctantly.
Being offered a sit which I could not refuse, I accepted it. Keeping my eyes to myself, I kept myself busy with nothing. A feeling, a strange feeling I felt. Whispers and gazes flashed on and off like a lonely lighthouse. The teacher came with a speech which she presented. It was nothing more but the rules which I had to bid to stay within. Suddenly, an introdution began. The heartless eyes focused on one after another like bees drawn to its honey as the list slowly descent. Scared and stunned, I hesitated and took desperate breathes of the cold air.
When the time came, my mind was in a mess. My voice was blur and my knees were weak. Their glares turned into arrows pointing right at my neck. Their voices became poison to my thoughts. Their movements made tremours onto the Earth. Struggling through the endless questions, I put up a fake smile as I sat down and returned to my thoughts; ignoring whatever that breathes around me.
The day was the longest of my life. The questions were nothing of those which I could have forseen. The reactions was unbelievable. The glares were unblockable. The thoughts were nothing more then doubts and confusion. Troubled and weakened, I wished nothing more than to flee from the very scene. But I did'nt.
What held me back is the gentle warmth which I was given. The simplest smile or the shortest conversation changed the entire scene. A light nod or the slightest reaction made me think twice. Yes, I admit that I fear for what is to come, but somehow, I know that I will not regret confronting it. I shall stay strong ...
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