Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Fifthteenth Scribe: What Do You See In The Open Sky ?

Don't you just hate it when you strive so hard.. you spill your heart and soul out to achieve something and yet the goal is no where in sight ? You pour every single part of yourself in to doing the best that you can and yet...someone else just easily takes it away from you as if you were standing stagnant. That someone else is filled with hate he breeds anger in to the world and torments others while mocking those who are less fortunate.. It is as if the wicked are blessed but not the good... it is as if everything you know has reversed and the universe is caught in an eternal spin of doom. Why ? Why does nothing ever go the way of the contented but instead take the worse possible route during the worse possible time ?


It is my first year of university. Ppl seem so distant now, and the bondages that glued friendships toghether during highschool is non-existant. The atmosphere feels like its ever man for himself.. but no.. I will not accept this... I do not want to accept the corrupted nature of world at its face value... I believe there is something signifcantly deeper. Deeper than the arrogance that lies on the surface, deeper than the closed mind that rejects others. Everyone has a heart that is tucked away or pushed aside somewhere in a dusty coner.. (to protect it ?) What a chaotic realm in which we live... defence mechanisms that have gone wrong. It is when these mechanisms stop protecting but instead collide with its equivalent in its surroundings that it evolves, not just to defend but to attack.


The Voice... such a powerful weapon ... such deadly weapon... such a destructive weapon... while its use is inevitable everyday

- Nice people will never finish last

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Twelfth Scribe: A Light Before The Eyes

So much happened in the past four months... It is like everything I hoped for was suddenly driven towards me, through me and out into a never ending distant black. Before I had a chance to grasp it...it was gone. I feel like the endless times of hope and prayers finally cracked and released a wave of energy that pushed through me...a little too quickly. All I have is memories, but I suppose memories are good enough. Now that I have experienced what I so dearly fought for, struggled for, SUFFERED for... does that mean my life is over?? Does it mean that I have a choice to end it?? There is no purpose...even now, after my hopes and attempted resolutions have been accomplished, I STILL FEEL THE SAME!!...GET IT THE FUCK OUTTA ME...please...I beg you please..... My last solution has failed. I’ve been given the ticket out. It so clear I can see it. I can’t take it any longer, the pain... it hurts so much. I want to be free, from the hurt, the pain, the doubts, the sin, the uncertainty, the regrets, the hate within... I have fallen into the trap of the world, I have been tempted to love the hate, and I’ve failed to resist... Freedom remains constantly in the back of my mind, happiness shows no effect on the disease of death that plagues my mind, disguised as a luxury it lingers so dearly, the perfect hunt... yet impossible to oppose... I am beyond repair... I am beyond hope... I am beyond reverse... I am beyond life... and sick of it...
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My friends have turned against me due to some stupid FUCK of a rumour that my once close friend began... infested by paranoia, his mind does not see the clear world...or the world at all...he his centered to himself, blinded by the evil and lost in spiritual darkness... I pray you’d help him...please, I pray you do. He’s just being a child like he’s always been, I’m not really sure when he’ll grow up...if ever. I feel sorry him, that he lacks the ability to appreciate the gifts that were given to him...now he’s lost it... He has developed a naive nature, one which destroyed the potential to forgive others and portray humility to those who are blinded from the light, he has been filled by acts the lost... To oppose his poor self esteem he proceeds to minimized others and in turn this invokes satisfaction to his ego...I have tried my best...only HE can help this poor lost soul...I am sorry that couldn’t save him....
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- Somtimes the only thing that you want, is impossible to get...

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Eighth Scribe: A New Race

So here I am again, sitting, writing to myself and the others who read this,reflecting...griefing?
Looking back at my past years I now realise, the moments of pain, anger, joy...They all helped to make me who I am today. This journey has brought me far and I now stand, facing the crossroad of indentity and fate, there are many paths... Indecisiveness is my weakness, but I must choose...with all my strength and will I must choose. Don't hold back, don't delay, don't procrastinate. Make a decision and go all the way. You are the master of your own fate, only you can truely decide who you are and who you want to be. So choose, for this is the time where you end another brillant chapter in your life only to open a new one. A new Race..
- Life is unwritten and you are the authour