"LOVELESS" -

LOVELESS

Story:
Prologue
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky

Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting


Act I -
The infinite mystery
The gift of the goddess is what the three men seek
But their fates are scattered by war

One becomes a hero, one wanders the land
And the last is taken prisoner

But the three are still bound by a solemn oath
To seek the answer together, once again


Act II -
Though the prisoner escapes, he is gravely wounded
His life is saved, however
By a woman of the opposing nation

He begins a life of seclusion with her
Which seems to hold the promise of eternal bliss

But as happiness grows, so does guilt
Of not fulfilling the oath to his friends


Act III -
As the war sends the world hurtling towards destruction
The prisoner departs with his newfound love
And embarks on a new journey

He is guided by hope that the gift will bring bliss
And the oath that he swore to his friends

Though no oath is shared between the lovers
In their hearts they know they will meet again




Poem:
Prologue
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting


Act I -
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky
Ripples form on the water’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.


Act II -
There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds

Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh


Act III -
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow

My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess

Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return


Act IV -
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess

My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber

Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world’s end
The wind sails over the water’s surface
Quietly, but surely

Act V -
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice

Confounded

deviating from the mainstream of posts just to say that sometimes being a foreigner in a foreign country sucks big time. We're all humans just the same. We breathe the same air. that's all...

Picture if you will....

excuse me while i part from the usual vid sharin and the occasional mundane philosophies i regurgitated over the past few months to bring up this silly issue. Some of you "pointed out", in a less than charming manner, that this blog of mine is sorta "drownin" in vidz ripped off youtube. Well they're there cuz i feel that they should be there, either cuz they're great music, insanely ridiculous antics or juz somethin i feel good in putting up and sharing with you guys. The vidz are up, and they will stay that way, and many more will come. So if you don't like it, get off my blog, and get off my case. oh... and get a life, rather than spendin your time viewing other people's blogs.

Word of Apology

I believe that everyone in this world has his or her own beliefs, and they stick to it no matter what. I wanna apologise to anyone whose beliefs had been violated by what i say and I hope the offended party will realize that i said what i said because i felt at that point that my own beliefs were being compromised. But there is no excuses to cover the fact that i did, offensively, made a comment on another's belief. I wanna apologize to anyone who was affected by what i say, and hope that we cool on this cuz I don't want to make a dent in our relationship. I realized each of us have our own beliefs and ideals in our life and it's wrong to flip the bird at others when theirs do not communicate well with ours. I hope ,by this apology, that my sincerity is felt by the offended party and hope they wash their hands of this case and we can move on with our lives.

xSxEx

Straight edge refers to a lifestyle and scene that started within the hardcore punk subculture whose adherents abstain from alcohol, smoking, and other recreational drug use. There is considerable debate over what constitutes a straight edge lifestyle, and some adherents may also abstain from caffeine, psychiatric medication and promiscuity, or follow a vegetarian or vegan diet. The term was coined by the 1980s hardcore band Minor Threat.
In other words, i am better than you.

What's...

...The deal with people and their hatred towards punk rock? Punk rock is a genre of music that is characterized by harsh lyrics attacking conventional society and popular culture, and often expresses alienation and anger. I still don't see why people should treat it like it's a common disease. In fact, punk rock, or punk rockers, are the only ones who dares to voice out their resentment and dissatisfactions against authority, be it the government, social committees or even teachers and principles. I don't see pop artiste singing about how Bush is so fucking up Iraq with invasion and such, and I've got four eyes, so it's really hard for me to miss out on things. Hip hop artiste raps about their daily life, nothing wrong with that ( the only rapper i've heard ranting about Bush is Eminem...well...). In my opinion, Singapore lacks the punk attitude and motivation to really see through the bullshit that SM Lee talks about on the radio, and instead just listening to his sermons and get brain-washed everyday. Where are the punk rock bands? Bring out the amps! Scream to the mike! Let the people know what's going on! Damn... n i'm not even a Singaporean, why am i bothered...

Wow...

... alot of things happened in the recent days ... A solid cube breaks up into two small cubes, a stallion eyes a mare ... but the triangle stands strong and unbreakable against the tide of times, but who knows .. and this summer, the three kings will layeth the smackdown on the four undesirables .. and then maybe, the mare will open its heart to the stallion ... and the three kings will be proud men ... yea ... =)

Why...

... are people so materialistic nowadays. Materialism have always been a part of people's lives, since Cleopatra reigns with an iron fist or maybe even before that when Pharoh is king. But now it's seriously overkill. People can't seem to live without being trendy of fashionable. What is considered blasphemous in the olden days are thought as normal. I'm not talking about sex, for i'm liberal on sex...but you know, it's the way people think these days that led me to believe, same as Mike Dirnt, that dogs will rule the world. For, animals as they are, they don't give the slightest damn about what they wear for the day. Hell, in fact, they never change. They treat each one of their kind as equals. Not for humans, no no no. They say hierarchy has diminished, i say not. It may have been diminished on the conscious level, but it's reigning on the subconscious. Take ourselves for example...we discriminate others who are different from us, putting them down on a lower level than ourselves. Rich parents take a love between their daughter and the son of a shoe shiner as an abomination to their own social status. It's just...damn. btw, pancakes are the best thing to have on a Saturday morning.

Gotta be emo sometimes...

Life sucks. Life's a bitch that bites you in the ass. Life's gonna swallow you whole if you're not prepared for it. Instead of giving life, LIFE may kill you instead. I'm not flaming life, I'm just stating the obvious. When you think you're prepared for something, think again. The only way to get a hint of knowing anything is when you really don't think you know it. Instead of feeling overpowered, you'll feel abysmal and weak, not knowing what to do, when to do, how to do. In the end, it's those people who feels that they know nothing who came out the winner instead of those who thinks they know anything and everything. The more you practice, the more mistakes you'll make. Learning from those mistakes spawns more mistakes. You'll keep facing these mistakes, then you'll feel useless, unresponsive... scared of it, so to speak. Then one day, when the time comes, you'll find that you have to utilize all that you have learned up till now, and to your surprise, you breezed though the whole ordeal. Confidence will kick in. Spirits will rise. That's when you feel, you own the whole world in the palm of your hands. Then you'll somehow be kicked back to square one, to the point in life where everything scares you. The cycle goes on, and on, and on until you die. However, it's this cycle that keeps us going, making us strong. Geniuses don't seem to have to deal with this cycle, oh, but they do. It's their genius that is their arch nemesis. They will constantly have to battle it out with themselves, each day. They want to find out if they can withhold, or will they lose to their own mind. Kinda scary huh? cheers.

You know...

...when people say music changes lives...hey, they're not lying man. I mean, just look at "live earth", the live 24 hr music extravaganza shown on channel 5 starting yesterday night at 7p.m till the evening of today at 7 p.m. Jeez, just look at the crowd! Then, a question comes to mind...are these people really there to boost a dying awareness, or they're just there for the music and boobs? Let's take a look at Japan, shall we? A japanese rock band, fronted by a super long haired dude and his sidekick mr.mohawk played some great music, obviously driven by their love for their planet..hell, mr.mohawk's not even wearing any shirt...and then, he climbed down to the audiences and look what happen..it seems the japanese audiences, especially the ladies, were swooned by his sweaty demeanor and punkish attitude. I watched the ladies especially, they were pointing and giggling, ogling even, at mr.mohawk, totally forgetting why they were there in the first place. I think that to make this special, everyone in the world should just sing one song..the song of the world,so to say...and then the world would here it, and the people who sang it will know what and why they were singing. Just think, a guy in Alaska would be able to hear a hymn-like voice across the horizon, he joins in, then by then the whole of alaska would join in too. Same goes for the rest of the countries. but still, this is just a piece of my two cents....cheers.

Sometimes...

...you just hate yourself for no apparent reason? Maybe there is a reason to it but you're either oblivious to it or you know it but did nothing about it, which in return fueled your rage, then you start doing some things you shouldn't have done with yourself, like bashing your head against the wall, but regretted doing it later as a wave of pain comes crashing onto whichever part of your bodily anatomy you've tried, and possibly succeeded, to destroy. But then again rage can be a friend to those who choose to have it as one. I particularly admire those people who can channel their rage into energy..not starwars-like....but you know, those people who have high fighting spirit would've welcomed a bit of rage into their already full-to-the-brim bottle of emotions inside them. They'll explode sooner or later..and that's when you'll feel like hell itself had freezed over, cuz hell man, these people will just take their pent-up ball of emotions and let it go with full force like doing a bloody hadouken. If you're in the way, good luck, if you're not, pray you never meet them on that day. cheers.

What's the deal...

...with this whole boy-girl relationship stuff? hell, young kids talk about it as if it's a fashion trend...oooh, i got a new one, oooh you know that hot girl in that class? she's my girl now...oh, how about my personal favourite...hey, how long's yours? mine only lasts about a week..what is a life partner to people now? clothes that can be taken on and off every other week? what the fuck is this world going to nowadays...but, who am i to rant, seeing as i just broke up with mine a few weeks back...but that's a whole different story..hell, i might even do a song on it..and then there are these people who blames anything for everything..skateboarder did a hickey on a trick, "Fuck Dave! you're breathing to loud! i can't concentrate!"... i got a cold, cuz the aircon's too strong..who told you not to wear clothes dumbass...my personal favourite...nobody understands me...you didn't give people a chance to understand you in the first place, douchebag...you know....and mothers are known to channel their rage out to their children, especially when they're having pms, that is the time to get out of their faces, or get smacked in the face, or get drop-kicked in the kitchen cuz you spilled a little bit of apple juice...this rage they have also enables them to rant for hours on end...i think my mom should be in the guiness world record for ranting on one subject for five hours, non-stop..well..peace

The thing..

..about parents is that they think they know you for what you really are, i mean, know you inside out..but they don't. that's the truth. your mother may think that just because she gave birth to you she knows who you are, knows what you are capable of, knows what the hell you're gonna be when you grow up and all that bullshit...it's crap, ladies and gentlemen, i repeat, it's a load of bullshit instilled in you since the day you learned how to crap in your pants..you know, that's life, the grown ups, who are supposedly more experienced cuz they live longer than you doesn't mean they are authorised to lead our way of life. but i'm not telling you to turn a deaf ear to what your parents have to say, you know, just have a purpose in life and you should do fine....by the way, do you know what rap stands for? Retards Attempting Poetry... so, if you don't like rap, here's something to make your day and destroy another's, preferably a rapper...cheers

Liar Liar pants on Fire..

ok, i lied..this blog is not all about posting up songs...i'm still gonna be posting some other random stuff like this one. TofuKid's first draft has been created..so, watch out for this Mr.Kiasu-killer comic. By the way, exams are around the corner, piece of trash...i hate these days where i have to not sleep because of stuff that are not pleasing to the eyesight and mind... i usually stay up late due to this unknown disease called youtubus addictus...a disease where a person gets addicted to youtube surfing...i think that alot of people has this disease but they just don't know it. you know, there is this emoticon where a stickman gets kicked down by another stickman down a building, then the kicker replace the kickee and another stickman replaced the kicker, and the ex-kicker, now the kickee, gets kicked down the building and so on and so forth. this emoticon really makes me question the number of stickmen involved in the makin of this particular emoticon...and another question begs to be answered, are stickmen men? i mean, do they have feelings? i think the creator of stickmen is a mutherfucking sadist with nothing else to do but make this poor souls do stuff that are inhumanly impossible to be done in the real world..well, just a piece of my two cents...peace.

Postal Virginity Lost to mySelf..

yo..first post...just broke my postal hymen, lol...you guys are expecting some kind of story of my life, well faaaaccck you!! it's going to be raining songs in here..the next time i post something, that is. To dickman and boobkid, if u guys post f'ed up msgs in the tag...then i'll do nothing about it, cuz it's you guys..haha...wait, i don't even have a tagboard..so, ok, bye, fucker.