Couldnt wait for a Year till I update this blog again.

blame my need for anti social fulfilment.
blame my greed for squeezing the creative juices out of my senses.
blame me
for blaming my inner me so corruptive & non degenerative..

Today

Today.

I became the biggest Idiot in this world that I know & live in.
I became the complete arse hole I ever knew could exist.

Today.
I realised.
There is Nothing Good to be me.

It's been a month

05:14 | 280805

almost last few days of this month
& its almost a month since i blogged..
well guess what..
Im still lost for words to put here..

anyhow
just to make sure I dont end up looking like I couldnt care less about updating me blog, Im gonna insert the lyrics of this song - "Show Must Go On" by Queen.

Empty spaces - what are we living for
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for...
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on,
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on.
Whatever happens, I’ll leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on, does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess I’m learning, I must be warmer now
I’ll soon be turning, round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I’m aching to be free
The show must go on
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly - my friends
The show must go on
The show must go on
I’ll face it with a grin
I’m never giving in
On - with the show -
I’ll top the bill, I’ll overkill
I have to find the will to carry on
On with the -
On with the show -
The show must go on...

Intensifying honesty

15:48 / 310705
Last day of this month. We're half way into year 2005. Here is a picture that I think represents the topic today.

Intensifying honesty.
Is it ANGER?
Is it me that is being angry at something?
Is it a loud yell trying to pull myself out of boredom?
can't be - I'm almost never bored . just CHILLED.. is the word..
Is it a show of frustration?
Is it a demonstration of excitement too much for me to keep inside?
Is it me who just got a terribly brilliant WILD idea in my head?

whatever it is, I looked at the picture & think.. that's honesty intensified..

in real honesty.. that picture happened out of accident.. jus me muckin around with d camera..
:)

Series Of Stilled Life Vol. 1

What do we see when our past life flashes at us? Can this be another way of analysing who we were at that particular moment in our past? Why did someone made the camera? Is it the same reasons why today practically everyone's carrying them around? Please enlighten me . .

Embrace

15:19 | 30.07.05

Embrace.

When they met face to face.
cherishing sweet memories without any foul trace.
savouring that warm & sweetest taste.

As they stand face to face.
and wonder to their amaze.
the future is still a mad maze to face.
But worry no longer, coz they'll take it phase by phase..

Embracing the moment of togetherness.

Embraced the warm air, feeling its grace.

Embraced the meeting of hearts, with all its craze
where words exist without any phrase.



reve digital

Unwanted Work of Art Series. No. 1

12:21 | 290705

A Form of Rejection is evident here

Amidst Some Dark Clouds..

11:21 | 290705

(replying to an article by AA - I refuse to be unhappy)

Refuse to be unhappy can mean staying closer to things that makes us happy. Things that can make us happy can come in many different shapes, forms and sizes. It could either be a breathing species, or objects of our personal desire. If love is beautiful because the process it takes to form its shape, then finding happiness is sometimes a miracle because of some 'bad glasses' we use in search of things that excites our life. If love is not a destination, then I want to be safe to say that remaining far away from unhappiness is a constant journey of hope and more importantly can be a trechearous yet invaluable experience to complete the stages of my life's progress.

What we want can seem to be what we will always have to keep craving for. For at times, shortcomings are there to maybe slow us down a little if we are hovering across too fast, or to teach us a lesson or two about the real meanings of the word patience. Only the 'hardworking' among us shall know for real. Which brings me to talk about sounding desperate. It can mean the inner heart is shouting utter displeasure and it can also mean enough is enough. Being desperate is never comforting for me to know (personally I feel). For life can never be 'perfect' when all things are rosy and dandy.

So, how do we exactly define perfect? Perfect to me can sometimes mean that I'd be hearing myself say "I'd settle for nothing more". Perfect to me can also mean that after all the hardships of facing tough life (some say life sucks, but I can never agree to that..), I can sit down with ease and reflect that all that happened was meant to be, as I cherish some new things that I learnt along the way. Some days are perfect when all that I intended to do - I got it done. Some days are also perfect when I had to do some things that I never saw coming. Some other days are 'truly' perfect, when I can hibernate and be alone (for now) from the outside world without even missing it a single bit. How do you define your perfect?

Amidst some dark clouds, there's a little glimmering light that wants to shine out to the rest of the world to make the dark clouds disappear.

Amidst some dark clouds, we hope for a brighter day and sit and wait patiently.

Amidst some dark clouds, I see a little angel that knows no harmway, no displeasure, and have no part of its heart remaining dark forever.

Amidst some dark clouds, I hear the laughter that truly takes all kinds of pain away.

Amidst some darkclouds, I feel the warmth of a bright shining sun (08:47 to be exact).

Amidst some dark clouds, I have little fear.

Are You Ready to Fly?

18:09 | 26.07.05

I T ' S A L L A B O U T T H E M U S I C

Some Art from Some Bloke

words please.
;)