Monday, 29 September 2008

"Old-timers"



XD 4 ppl like me..who njoy de "good old times"
An interestin n creativ work. Came across it not 2 long ago. Njoy!
Hero By Night:
http://www.drunkduck.com/Hero_By_Night/

Friday, 26 September 2008

A place to live

A roof over my head.
There's gotta b sumwhere i can stay....rite?? i mean, wat if there is no accommodation...then wat??? Feel kinda low now....now dat everythin hinges on every single decision i choose to make...XD it's gonna b a bumpy ride. All i can do now is 2 strap up n pray...fervently=D

Dat i will get a place 2 stay dat doesnt inconvenient me.
Giv me self-control dat i may once again do justice 2 Ur name.
Forgiv me
Guide me
Console my bro, breath strength, reignite him
Purge my sis, dat she may not hav 2 go thru wat i did, if not teach her n make her whole again dat she may live 2 fight another battle n emerge de victor
Tell me if de flower has bloomed
Now more than ever, Faith. If all else fails, at least, dat i will still hav..=)
Thank u. 4 everythin.
In Jesus' name.
Amen.
Amen

Tuesday, 23 September 2008

Pandemic

It is in de hse
Eatin in2 de soul, till there is
No soul
Eatin in2 de heart, a
Void of feelings

Can u feel it?
Have u felt it?
On the verge of
Imsomnia

Deadly
To the body
To the mind
To the
Soul

Is dis how it feels like to
Die
?

Everythin closin in. Everybody closin in.
No light. No space.

Hope?
All in God.

Nothing.
Nothing else to turn to. No
Body
To turn to.

Let ur will b done.
Giv me strength.
Giv me my sight again.
I crave
For it. Again.

Where is de silver lining?

Thursday, 18 September 2008

de bricks r laid down, de foundation in progress......towards the great wall...

"Cold...muscle-numbing, bone-jabbing cold" thought the shadow.
He could hardly believe himself when he let out a hearty laugh deep inside, thinking how his body could even now be functioning...but at the same time he understood...understood that he was now only vessel, a machine at the most, one nearing its expiration date. An empty being propelled forward dutifully on a fuel he so despises, Fear. A substance that was as foreign as the purpose of this delivery he was making..that was but a few months back. Now, Fear hung on to him like his shadow, like his oversized cloak he was donning...But the fact that he despises comforted him, like a dim but insistent existence in a dark corner of his mind telling him he's still human, muttering words of silent assurance.
'All for the better good' A steadfast mantra saving the already withered mind from utter obliteration. There were just too many thoughts to think of, too many answers to answer. 'After all, all they said was..' was what the shadow contemplated before his train of thought was brought to a complete standstill.
...Right now, he could not grasp the reason for his inability to either cry, convulse fitfully or even just knock his knees together. At his neck, he felt a cold, wanting steel. A blade that very much wanted to taste his flesh, blood and bones and somehow managed to voice out, to scream, its desires into the heart of its prey.
'So, the stories...they were true...

P.S. Of writer's block=)

Sunday, 14 September 2008

Wonder where dis leads to.....??

The wind was calm. Calm as Artem was. Watching.
All was still save the lone shadow strolling along the path deserted by light, for as far as the eye could see, as if it were forsaken even by Emer.
"Pitiful being" whispered Artem barely breaking the silence. "So naive. So unsuspecting...It shall be no fun if he were to be wiped off the scrolls of Xenpeos now"
..
"Have not you so humbly been taught that looks can be deceiving, Artem?" a second voice spoke in hushed tones. "His face may look blank and bored but deep inside...yes, deep inside..." A pause, as if to grope about and taste the shadow's inner being. "He fears. He knows time is not on his side."
"You are not of the considerate type, Januanto. You spoil the suspense sometimes." Artem sighed and proceeded to another spying spot for the shadow had advanced much in the moments of their conversing.
"You tease your target too much, my young bored friend. You who easily tires and weary of your life will have much to regret in the future. I will take my leave then.."Januanto let out a half sigh as he retreated from the nothingness which once was a minute or two ago.

Oh.....RELI??!

Well, well=) Actuarial studies, huh?..dat's surprising=)
Izit His will? Gotta pray about it...stil no news from Monbu....prob din get it XD