Theres no time for us.
There's no place for us.
What is this thing that builds our dreams yet slips away from us.
Who wants to live forever.
There's no chance for us.
It's all decided for us.
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us.
Who wants to live forever.
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Sunday, May 21, 2006
Don't you hate it?
I do.
When you have the opportunity to do something profound, something that would change everything, but you find that you don't possess the courage to reach out and do it.
Realise, then, that it's not that you don't have the courage, but you refuse to dig deep enough to find it within yourself. Realise, then, that you are weak.
I'm on an island at a busy intersection.
I can't go forward,
I can't turn back.
Can't see the future,
It's getting away from me.
I just watch the tail lights glowing.
I'm one step closer to... nothing.
I'm hanging out to dry,
With my old clothes.
Finger still red with the prick of the old rose.
Well the heart that hurts,
Is a heart that beats.
Can you hear the drummer slowing?
I'm one step closer to... nothing.
I do.
When you have the opportunity to do something profound, something that would change everything, but you find that you don't possess the courage to reach out and do it.
Realise, then, that it's not that you don't have the courage, but you refuse to dig deep enough to find it within yourself. Realise, then, that you are weak.
I'm on an island at a busy intersection.
I can't go forward,
I can't turn back.
Can't see the future,
It's getting away from me.
I just watch the tail lights glowing.
I'm one step closer to... nothing.
I'm hanging out to dry,
With my old clothes.
Finger still red with the prick of the old rose.
Well the heart that hurts,
Is a heart that beats.
Can you hear the drummer slowing?
I'm one step closer to... nothing.
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Nope, it Ain't Time Yet
A winter's day,
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen shroud of snow.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
Don't talk of love,
Well, I've heard the word before.
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I am shielded in my armor,
And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries
Oh no, it isn't. I'm not ready yet.
But when I am, better watch out, 'cos I'm gonna grab the bull by the horns.
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen shroud of snow.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
Don't talk of love,
Well, I've heard the word before.
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I am shielded in my armor,
And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries
Oh no, it isn't. I'm not ready yet.
But when I am, better watch out, 'cos I'm gonna grab the bull by the horns.
Sunday, May 07, 2006
At Long Last, Freedom
Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can't get
Desperado, oh, you ain't getting no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they're driving you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talking
Your prison is walking through this world all alone
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be raining, but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you
before it's too late.
The exams may not be over, but the feeling of elation is already in this house. A kind of relief that is palpable. It came when it was least expected.
Small talk. 'Ridiculous.' That word seemed to open a window in my head, letting the sweet zephyrs of euphoria in. Unusual, it's delivery was. Not good news, neither the opposite. More like an unexplainable disgust at myself, and then, like breaking water, pure, untroubled, lightheartedness. Much like having a great load off your shoulders. I'm not thinking right. Even I myself don't know what I'm typing here. It's hard to explain.
Now, in my peculiar form of ecstacy, I found something extremely amusing. I laughed so hard at this.
My god, it's like some insane asylum. One can only guess the unspeakable horrors that take place within the corrugated tin walls. The brave people who enter this ghastly edifice should be honoured.
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can't get
Desperado, oh, you ain't getting no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they're driving you home
And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talking
Your prison is walking through this world all alone
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be raining, but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you
before it's too late.
The exams may not be over, but the feeling of elation is already in this house. A kind of relief that is palpable. It came when it was least expected.
Small talk. 'Ridiculous.' That word seemed to open a window in my head, letting the sweet zephyrs of euphoria in. Unusual, it's delivery was. Not good news, neither the opposite. More like an unexplainable disgust at myself, and then, like breaking water, pure, untroubled, lightheartedness. Much like having a great load off your shoulders. I'm not thinking right. Even I myself don't know what I'm typing here. It's hard to explain.
Now, in my peculiar form of ecstacy, I found something extremely amusing. I laughed so hard at this.
My god, it's like some insane asylum. One can only guess the unspeakable horrors that take place within the corrugated tin walls. The brave people who enter this ghastly edifice should be honoured.
Monday, May 01, 2006
The Crushed
The dreaded period of examinations exerts a multi-tiered pressure on every individual.
The tepid air in the home puts a force on the shoulders that is akin to having a truck on your back. Worse, it's not helped by the old guys.
Parents somehow grow a fearful paranoia, born of the unknown. They begin to deny every little pleasure one can indulge in. Random excuses would be made to refuse things that would traditionally be customary. At any rate, it borderlines on the giving of permission for involuntary institutionalization.
Maybe its the fear of the bubonic plague.
The tepid air in the home puts a force on the shoulders that is akin to having a truck on your back. Worse, it's not helped by the old guys.
Parents somehow grow a fearful paranoia, born of the unknown. They begin to deny every little pleasure one can indulge in. Random excuses would be made to refuse things that would traditionally be customary. At any rate, it borderlines on the giving of permission for involuntary institutionalization.
Maybe its the fear of the bubonic plague.
Friday, April 28, 2006
Your Brain Usage Profile:
Auditory : 38%
Visual : 61%
Left : 38%
Right : 61%
Amil, you possess an interesting balance of hemispheric and sensory characteristics, with a slight right-brain dominance and a slight preference for visual processing.
Since neither of these is completely centered, you lack the indecision and second-guessing associated with other patterns. You have a distinct preference for creativity and intuition with seemingly sufficient verbal skills to be able to translate in any meaningful way to yourself and others.
You tend to see things in "wholes" without surrendering the ability to attend to details. You can give them sufficient notice to be able to utitlize and incorporate them as part of an overall pattern.
In the same way, while you are active and process information simultaneously, you demonstrate a capacity for sequencing as well as reflection which allows for some "inner dialogue."
All in all, you are likely to be quite content with yourself and your style although at times it will not necessarily be appreciated by others. You have sufficient confidence to not second-guess yourself, but rather to use your critical faculties in a way that enhances, rather than limits, your creativity.
You can learn in either mode although far more efficiently within the visual mode. It is likely that in listening to conversations or lecture materials you simultaneously translate into pictures which enhance and elaborate on the meaning.
It is most likely that you will gravitate towards those endeavors which are predominantly visual but include some logic or structuring. You may either work particularly hard at cultivating your auditory skills or risk "missing out" on being able to efficiently process what you learn. Your own intuitive skills will at times interfere with your capacity to listen to others, which is something else you may need to take into account.
Auditory : 38%
Visual : 61%
Left : 38%
Right : 61%
Amil, you possess an interesting balance of hemispheric and sensory characteristics, with a slight right-brain dominance and a slight preference for visual processing.
Since neither of these is completely centered, you lack the indecision and second-guessing associated with other patterns. You have a distinct preference for creativity and intuition with seemingly sufficient verbal skills to be able to translate in any meaningful way to yourself and others.
You tend to see things in "wholes" without surrendering the ability to attend to details. You can give them sufficient notice to be able to utitlize and incorporate them as part of an overall pattern.
In the same way, while you are active and process information simultaneously, you demonstrate a capacity for sequencing as well as reflection which allows for some "inner dialogue."
All in all, you are likely to be quite content with yourself and your style although at times it will not necessarily be appreciated by others. You have sufficient confidence to not second-guess yourself, but rather to use your critical faculties in a way that enhances, rather than limits, your creativity.
You can learn in either mode although far more efficiently within the visual mode. It is likely that in listening to conversations or lecture materials you simultaneously translate into pictures which enhance and elaborate on the meaning.
It is most likely that you will gravitate towards those endeavors which are predominantly visual but include some logic or structuring. You may either work particularly hard at cultivating your auditory skills or risk "missing out" on being able to efficiently process what you learn. Your own intuitive skills will at times interfere with your capacity to listen to others, which is something else you may need to take into account.
It's nice to be Appreciated.
I stumbled upon a diary on the ground.
It's pages were open to the world.
Words poured out of them dreamy-like and surreal.
To the ears they were sweet as honey.
Years later I drove along an Aussie road.
With the gleaming stars all to my own.
But In the loneliness of the Aussie road,
I will remember the words that were sweeter than honey.
It's a fine thing to have the occasional encouraging word for the guy who has it tough most of the time.
'To be in love'
It's pages were open to the world.
Words poured out of them dreamy-like and surreal.
To the ears they were sweet as honey.
Years later I drove along an Aussie road.
With the gleaming stars all to my own.
But In the loneliness of the Aussie road,
I will remember the words that were sweeter than honey.
It's a fine thing to have the occasional encouraging word for the guy who has it tough most of the time.
'To be in love'
Should I be worried?
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Take the Dante's" Inferno Hell Test
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
| Level | Score |
|---|---|
| Purgatory (Repenting Believers) | High |
| Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) | Moderate |
| Level 2 (Lustful) | High |
| Level 3 (Gluttonous) | Low |
| Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) | Low |
| Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) | Very Low |
| Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) | Very Low |
| Level 7 (Violent) | Low |
| Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) | High |
| Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) | Low |
Take the Dante's" Inferno Hell Test
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