Fun AT Fridays

Yesterday was a freaking blast!! The day started of rather dull but that was no indication as to how the night would go.
In the morning, I woke up, and did the usual. At about 10, I was listening to this song by AC/DC. it was called You Shook Me All Night Long. I loved it so much that I learnt how to play it on that very day. I even posted it on my blog for god sake! Then, after playing guitar, I had to go to college to go for the Music Club meeting. On the way there, while passing by 2D, I saw a very familiar little white dog. So, I looked harder, and unsurprisingly, it was my dog who had ran away from home for like the fourth time this freaking month! Fortunately she had not been dog napped like how some of the other residents dogs have been. Furthermore, my dog is one hell of a friendly dude who would allow any Tom, Dick or Harry carry or even feed her. So, I would consider herself very lucky to have not been dog napped after spending more than 3 quarters of this month away from home. So after I caught her, I carried her in my arms and took her home. An act which left me with white colored dog fur all over my black shirt. I dusted them out, leashed her and walked toward college again.
But, before going to college, I needed to drop by the post office for the umpteenth time this week to go and once again settle some bills. So I dully walked there thinking that I was going to be super late for the meeting and I would get screwed, only to find that the post office was suffering from a dearth(very few) of customers! Oh well, I can't complain now as it the first time that I had actually walked into a post office which was almost empty. Very un-malaysian. So I grabbed a number, and walked towards the counter to pay my bills. And as usual, the employee at the counter had a very sour face. But then again, that's what you get for working on a Saturday right?
So, after I had paid, I walked over to College and found Mun Yee and Hazwani there. They were speaking in Accounts! The only language that I hate! You Accounts is where somebody keeps speaking about the accounts of some organization, in this case Music Club. They were speaking about profits and losses and all sorts of accounting mumbo jumbo which I clearly wasn't interested in. Ever wondered why I dropped accounts lessons after just two months? So, I looked on and pretended to be interested. After the Accounts filled meeting, Kiu, Chris and I went to play pool at Asia Cafe. I only won 2 matches out of like 4 I guess. Very depressing indeed.
After pool, I got home and got ready for tonight's gathering at TGI Fridays, the place where I used to work and collected 2 WOW Pins from the general Manager for keeping the toilets very clean. Making sure that the urinals had ice cubes and lemon! Yes dudes and dudettes, before they renovated, the toilets at TGI Fridays had no flush. So to compensate for this lack of flush, they used ice cubes to flush out the urine and the lemon to give a fresh smell, and folks, that's how Iced Lemon Pee was invented!
I got ready at around 6 o'clock. Ping Fuan came at about 6.15,this was when he told me about his little biking incident that left him with stitches on his forehead! Fortunately he did not pull the 'Jason Sim' stunt on himself! This stunt was named in the honor of Jason Sim who managed to wreck a car's windshield using only his head and his bike which later landed him in hospital!
But anyways, by 6.45, we all left the house to go to Fridays. William drove Ping Fuan and I there while Jon went with Sara. After parking in the basement, the 6 of us met up at Fridays. When we got there, Chris had already came. So now were 7 people. But we still had to wait for about 5 more people out of which 3 FFK-ed. Yeah, and also, a few people, in true Malaysian glory, were fashionably late. So after we had settled down, we started of with our round of jokes. We were so damn loud that people from the other table were looking at us. I remembered how this lady was looking at our table. But what can I say? Having fun is a must. Furthermore, it was a good thing that Chris, Jon and Ping Fuan came, they were the natural born ice breakers! The rest of us were better at following up, or so to speak. After about half an hour, we ordered our drinks and an appetizer. Pretty late I guess. For when I worked there last time around, a customers order had to be taken within 5 minutes. But then again, this was surely through no fault of the waitress. Half the table which we booked was empty. So it would be much wiser to let everybody come before they take our orders. At around 7.45, Amanda arrived. After she had come in, we placed our orders. But at that point, most of us, myself excluded were already quite full from eating appetizers. But we ordered anyway. While waiting for our food to come, we joked and talked all kinds of crap. I mean, we were super loud. People from all over were looking at our table! Even the hosts and hostesses stole glances at our table. Occasionally, I saw the waiters and waitresses laughing to our jokes. But then again, whats a night out without fun and games and irritating those around you? So we ate, and Chris started taking pictures of all our foods claiming that they looked more appetizing in the picture. Good photography I guess. His actions made us laugh like crazy. My stomach was hurting so bad due to laughing. At this point people were staring at us in droves! At around 8.30, our food finally arrived. I had smothered chicken. But the chicken looked rather scrawny to me. And while eating we were joking about all kinds of bull shit. Once, I even choked on my own food. And while eating we made stupid poses in front of our food for the camera. Man, the pictures were superb. I'll upload them when I get them from Chris or whoever who took them. In between the meals, we were so damn full from appetizers that we had to take 10 minute breaks from eating! I pitied Jon, he couldn't finish his burger. Though there was no alcohol on the table that night, everyone of us looked drunk. Song commented that all of us had gotten high on food! And he suggested that we dance Shakira's Hips Don't Lie to make our food digest faster. And believe it or not we did! Imagine a bunch of teens dancing hips don't lie on their chairs. I tell you that was a bloody good sight! Soon the tables around us started to become empty because the customers around us could not take our noise! We went on that way until 10'o clock I guess. Then dessert came. Desserts were a killer. We were all sharing each others desserts. When the waitress, brought our desserts, we informed her that it was Chris Lam's birthday. Yeah we had two Chris's for the night. Ee and Lam. A couple of minutes later, the waiter came and gave Chris a birthday bash, Frdays style!! I'll get Chris Ee to post the video of this incident on you tube for all of your viewing pleasure!
After the birthday bash, we continued eating our desserts and my dessert got hijacked by Chris Ee and Song Sing who claimed that my Ice Cream went well with their chocolate cakes. But heck, sharing is caring right? After 10.30, slowly one by one excused themselves to go back home. At around 11, only 5 people out of the original 9 were left at the table. Even so, we were still loud! I managed to drop my knife and two broccoli's on the floor while laughing! Then, William and I left at around 11, leaving Jon, Amanda and Song at the table. As I was walking out, I met many of my old colleagues. I spoke to them for a while. And guess who I met? Mr.Aidee, my ex boss and the most perverted of all bosses! And who can't even tie his tie! Yeah, I spoke to him and he even asked how come you guys were loud and are staying here so long? I just smiled at him and said that we were having fun. After that, William sent me home. We had spent 4 hours crapping around at TGI Fridays!! Now that was awesome. I guess we should all do this again!! I was crazy I tell you!
A perfect way to cap up the year. Goodbye 2006. I shall miss you!

You Shook Me All Night Long

She was a fast machine She kept her motor clean She was the best damn woman I had ever seen She had the sightless eyes Telling me no lies Knockin' me out with those American thighs Taking more than her share Had me fighting for air She told me to come but I was already there 'Cause the walls start shaking The earth was quaking My mind was aching And we were making it and you - CHORUS: Shook me all night long Yeah you shook me all night long Working double time On the seduction line She was one of a kind, she's just mine all mine She wanted no applause Just another course Made a meal out of me and came back for more Had to cool me down To take another round Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing 'Cause the walls were shaking The earth was quaking My mind was aching And we were making it and you - CHORUS And knocked me out and then you Shook me all night long You had me shakin' and you Shook me all night long Yeah you shook me Well you took me You reall took me and you Shook me all night long Ooooh you Shook me all night long Yeah, yeah, you Shook me all night long Your really took me and you Yeah you shook me, yeah you shook me All night long

Dudes, this is not a dedication to anyone. Its just my favorite song for the moment
Enjoy Ac/Dc featurin Steven Tyler of Aerosmith

When She Speaks

She melts me with her words,
So serene it makes me dream.
Her words sing me to sleep every night,
Never failing to echo their way into my dreams,
She makes them as sweet as candy.
Like a battery charger,
Her words charge me up.
I makes my day more bearable,
And makes me want to open my eyes everyday.
For all that you have said to me,
They could have never been said in a better way.
For they are perfect in every way.
Even my ears beg for more.
Thank you

When Boredom Attacks, Stupidty Comes In.

Last night, I was able to do what I had not been able to do for quite along time. I had the liberty of actually driving my mothers car at speed unimpeded by factors such as errant road users save for one which I nearly crashed into, the roads were fairly empty thus giving me room to drag and most importantly I wasn't feeling very good, and that need to release some amount of frustration allowed me to put the pedal where it matters most.
You see, these past few days have been more of a mundane daily routine of waking up, staring at 3 different screens for hours on end, banking chores and of course a measly half an hour or so of pool with Leong. Not to mention that I was feeling something that I really don't know what to make of or how to put into words. If I could I would, but obviously I can't. I wouldn't say that I was frustrated or angry or whatever it is that causes one to have the desire of letting go of excess steam. I was like a pressure cooker but I didn't know what it is that was causing the of build-up of unwanted pressure. In short, I wasn't feeling it.
Tuesday was okay I guess, I spent the morning blogging about Christmas, which led to a small misunderstanding, but fortunately I got that settled and its now in the bin. Then I watched T.V, had lunch, and I went on to practice guitar for about two hours. Guitar playing that day was not as enjoyable as days of past. It just didn't sound right. Something was missing and I frequently caught myself playing alter bridge riffs and songs for god knows how long. I kept down tuning my guitar to B so that I could play Broken Wings, a song that I have been feverishly playing over the past few weeks. Its music and words connect so deeply that sometimes I feel like I'm Mark Tremonti minus the super fast solo's. But anyways, after I had played guitar, I went on to watch some television. I really forgot what I had watched but, whatever it was, wasn't interested. So, I got back to my laptop and did what I would normally do, only this time, it wasn't as interesting. But, I was well enough to blog. Deep inside, I was rambling, which of course explains the entry title, Ramblings. Then, someone passed on an unfounded judgement based on my metaphorical ways and difference in lenghts of my entries. Of course, I did not find it very funny nor amusing. So, I posted another entry to tell people not to come up with conclusions of their own without asking me first. Well, after that I continued staring at the computer screen. I replied Ashlea's e mails. I sent her more pictures and stuff like that. Well, that was about if for my Tuesday. But throughout the day, I only had one thing in my mind. And of course, no prizes for guessing what it was.
Then, Wednesday was slightly more interesting. I got to step out of the house to actually go and do something. Well, as usual, I spent my time blogging in the morning. Then, me and Leong went to go and play pool. We were supposed to be joined by Sara and her friend Pui Yan, but due to unfortunate circumstances, they were unable to join us. Oh well, there goes my rematch. Bu anyways, the two of us played pool and for the first time I trashed Leong in pool. 3-1 was the exact score. But honestly, pool did not feel very good that day. I was just shooting balls for the sake of shooting balls. I just had no mood to do anything. Seriously. I was just forcing myself. After pool, we went to Subang Parade for reasons that we didn't even know why. We walked around for a while then we went back home. When I went back home, I just sat on the floor beside my dog and started stroking it. It was the longest time that I had ever stroked my dog. Little did I know that she would run away again that very night. And that of course was my day. But once again, I couldn't focus. I was deep in thought the entire day.
Well, Thursday was pretty much the same as Tuesday. Computer, Bank, post office, Icls,TV, Computer. Damn I was lifeless.That's why I'm really looking forward to college. But at night, I had some self made fun. As I was on the computer, my bro asked me to fetch him to the studio which I reluctantly did. I had left my computer on and signed into MSN. Which would explain why you saw me online last night. After I had dropped him off, I looked at the roads. There were no cars. They looked very inviting. Furthermore, it had been quite a while since I had actually been able to actually drive my mothers car at the speeds which I felt comfortable with. Secondly, I hadn't been able to do much exploring with it. Moreover, I did need some time alone and needed to let some steam go. So what more was I waiting for. With a V6 under my hood and no passengers to worry about, I did what I loved most, trash the car.
After speeding through SS18, I turned in to SS14 where once again, I drove dangerously fast through narrow streets. Fortunately, I had not rammed into anyone or anything.As I pushed further I passed my secondary school, then turned into my primary school lane. Then I passed by Mamak Bistro. The road was a little to narrow for my liking, so I had to slow down to the curious gazers of the patrons. I quickly turned out and headed for the exit closest to the entrance of the high speed stretch from the traffic light to the end of SS14. The moment I reached the exit, I stepped on the pedal and pushed my car to about 100 I guess. I drove with one hand, an action that even professional race car drivers will tell you not to do, especially with a well handing car travelling at good speeds. But what the heck. If I needed to let go of some steam, it had to be now and why not do it in style? Which I would later regard as stupidity to the core. I wasn't able to push any further because, my cars weight and aerodynamic capability limited its top speed. But I had fun anyways. So after my little joy ride, I decided to return home. So if anyone heard or saw a speeding Naza last night at SS14, it was me! This was when I nearly crashed into an idiot who had no regard for the traffic laws. It was okay to speed but not to turn without looking. Fortunately, I saw him and braked in the nick of time to avoid crashing my front end into his car. It was a white Kancil by the way.
With that I returned home, and then went to bed.
And that was how I spent my last three days. Boring I know.

Shimmer

This song is called Shimmer. It is by fuel. This song was voted as one of the best rock songs ever to be penned and is also the song that launched the Pensylvannian Rockers into the mainstream industry. A testamennt to the only band that I love to death. Notice how good they are live as compared to many other bands. The vocalist, Brett Scallions can actually sing!

Fill Me Up

i just had to let you know
cuz i don't always let it show
and even if I did show it to you,
you never seem to notice.
you give me needed room to grow
and i just had to tell you so


you fill me up,
you're in my veins
a look could take my breath away
and all these things, you give away
sometimes i take for granted
you fill me up
You're in my blood
your voice could chase my fears away
For all you say and all you do
always hits me in my heart
you fill me up
you're in my eyes
they never seem to close on you
For all it sees and all it dreams
i wish they never go away


it's just like poetry inside,
to hear you breathing by my side
like i'm in heaven and i have died
so glad you're with me for this
I remember how you looked into my eyes,
when you saw it there by me
but yet i shoved it to my back
and now I regret all I did


you fill me up,
you're in my veins
a look could take my breath away
and all these things, you give away
sometimes i take for granted
you fill me up
You're in my blood
your voice could chase my fears away
For all you say and all you do
always hits me in my heart
you fill me up
you're in my eyes
they never seem to close on you
For all it sees and all it dreams
i wish they never go away


i see your face to start my day
makes all my bad dreams go away
and all the stupid games we play
wouldn't have it any other way


you fill me up,
you're in my veins
a look could take my breath away
and all these things, you give away
sometimes i take for granted
you fill me up
You're in my blood
your voice could chase my fears away
For all you say and all you do
always hits me in my heart
you fill me up
you're in my eyes
they never seem to close on you
For all it sees and all it dreams
i wish they never go away





words and music by Aaron Lewis, Mike Mushok, Johnny Old Skool,Jim
additional words by Platus

Come on people, be analytical.

Due to a recent spate of unsightful comments, I would like to advice whoever the reader may be not to assume and come up with false conclusions about the writings and metaphores that are writen here in this blog. They are more complex then what meets the eye. If you really are desperate to know, do yourself a kind favour and ask me first before you assume or even spread words about it. For spreading untrue words is as nefarious as stabbing one in the back.

Ramblings

As I sit here tasting what should have been yours,
I cannot help but imagine the voices that are about to speak
For the actions that I took,
And for the actions that I am about to take,
May not make them happy.
Rather then quell these voices,
I invite them with open arms.
I give them drinks and offer them my hospitality.
But, they offer me their unkind words,
And their unanalyzed thoughts.
I wish to fight them, as much as I want to ignore them.
So I thank them.

My Whacky and Enjoyable Christmas

My Christmas day this year was one heck of a crazy day!! It was superb I tell you. I mean, I had fun, I met many people, I met old friends whom I've not seen in many years, I strengthened relationships with already good friends, I found Sugar(my dog)!! and a hell lot more. But I did have one regret though, the pictures that I took on that day were absolutely horrible save for a few good ones. Of course, I feel like a total bummer. But then again, every photographer does have a bad picture day right? But this was how the day started.
Me, being me, a complete time freak, I woke up at 7 o'clock in the morning. I had to go over to Christina's house and drive her to church, the first time I drove a lady around...hehe. I just hope that my driving wasn't that bad. Well, anyways, I woke up, got dressed, grabbed the presents and ate breakfast. Breakfast was a real bummer. Why? It was because I made my own tea!! And you know how I am at cooking. Twice this year I had burned myself while cooking. One with hot oil which landed me with a huge and bulging thumb. Just ask Jon and Elena, they will tell you. Second was a Maggi mee incident. As I was taking the pot over the stove the cloth got stuck in a small crack, which caused my arm to jerk and the hot soup poured all over my hand. But thankfully I was not seriously injured enough to stop playing guitar. There you have it folks. But I do make great sandwiches you know. By the time I got all that done, it was only 8 o'clock in the morning. It was still early and I had alot of time left. But yet I felt that I was late! I was counting the seconds till it was 8.30! I had originally planned to leave at 8.30 so that I would make it in time to fetch Christina and Ping Fuan. I was supposed to fetch them at 9.15! Now anybody would tell you that the journey from my house to the intended destination would take about 5 minutes driving time. But maybe it was the excitement of watching Christina sing that got me really pumped to reach there early. So, at the precise hour of 8.30, I jumped into the car and drove away. After stopping at Kiosk to grab some gum, I continued my journey to Christina's house. And as fate would have it, I reached there at 8.45! Of course I was too early, so I decided to pull up by the road beside a park and play some songs by Brett Scallions and gang a.k.a Fuel, the only band that I love to death! So, as I slowly listened to the tracks and savouring the lyrics and music, I kept looking at the clock. And boy was I mad at it, sometimes I wondered whether the clock was playing tricks on me. I would close my eyes for what seemed like ten minutes and open it only to find that the clock had moved only by a minute. But after some time, the clock did reach the right time. I switched gears to D, pulled down the handbrake and slowly attempted to find house number 45. Well, after some looking I found it. Gates wide opened with a silver Toyota parked at the driveway. At first I horned, but no one came out, so I decided not to horn but to call instead. After all, I did figure that horning a few times would irritate the sleeping residents in the surrounding area. So I called and informed Christina that I had arrived. After we had packed her stuff into the car, we drove off to Mamak Bistro to pick Ping Fuan up. But as usual, the dude was late!! But it was not too worry because we alighted from the car and had a drink at Mamak Bistro. Yeah, The three of us sat at Mamak Bistro while waiting for Ping Fuan to come. Yeah we did spend some time catching up. When he finally came, Christina settled the bill, which was awfully sweet of her to do so and we left for church Along the way we joked and stuff, and of course, guess who wanted to attempt to drive the car?? And after some fairly 'good' navigating from the girls (turn left, no turn right), which resulted in a few laughs, we reached the church. I quickly found a parking spot and turned the car into the slot. But I do have to admit that I parked like a complete bummer.But who cares? It is Christmas right? So I guessed it was time for the dude who parked beside me to share a little bit of his parking slot with me.
So we got our stuff down and proceeded to the entrance of the church. I was introduced to a few new people by Christina. Of course, I forgotten their names, but I can never forget their warmth and friendliness. I felt at home straight away! Little did I know that more surprises were in store for me later on. As I walked in; John Lee, a friend of mine since primary school greeted us. Of course it has been quite a while since I have spoken to him. Even better when he told me that a dear friend of mine whom I have not seen in years, Bryan Chan was also at church. Upon our reunion, we gave each other a huge hug. Of course, I was thrilled to see him. Friends are more precious than a bag of gold. I honestly don't know where I'd be without them. We took our seats and proceeded to wait for the day's programme to begin.
As the MC took to the stage, and gave a speech and a few carrolings, the real gig began. A band of carollers took to the stage and gave some wonderful performances. I managed to take some pictures, but as fate would have it, they turned up not the way that I had expected them to. But I'd have to say that the Bomb really came when Christina performed her solo song. No, I'm not just saying this just because she is my friend, but rather it is really because do I think that she deserves due credit for it. Despite her having butterflies in her stomach and stage fright, I don't know if she realises this but, she sang and played with so much precision and haunting emotion that the lyrics to the song seemed so real! I really don't know if I have ever witnessed singing like that before! Therefore, kudos to her!!
After the performances, there were a few sharing sessions, but the funniest and most meaningful of all came from this man who had no hair. I forgotten his name, unfortunately. Oh well, but I have already resigned to the fact that I am bad with names and faces.
But after all that had finished, it was time for what we Malaysians specialize in. FOOD!! With a capital FOOD! Yeah, the food was great. I chowed down while talking to Ping Fuan. After I had had my fill, I went in search of Bryan. I wanted to meet his parents. I had also not seen them in years. And I was fortunate enough to get the chance to talk to his mother. Then, we went in to the church and took a seat at the rear end where once again we did meet new people. Among all a photographer who taught me new things about my camera. Soon we were joined by Bryan and his brother Ian. We took some pictures. Then the bomb finally arrived in the form of Ethan!! Why? Because the last time I saw him, he was just an infant! Cuddling in his mothers arms. Now, after all these years he is a child. And boy, I never did believe my parents when they said kids grow up so fast! We took a picture with Ethan also. Next Christina arrived. Again we took some pictures and talked for a while. Then she proceeded to take my camera and snapped away. And upon later inspection, on the contrary to my efforts for the day, her picture taking was a hell lot better then mine. Her success percentage was higher then mine. But oh well, it must be a bad picture day for me!!
So after all that was said and done, we shooked hands, gave hugs and said our goodbyes for the day and we went our separate ways. I sped off and managed to get slightly lost as we tried to find our way out of SS19!
As I was driving into my row, I saw a small white dog running along the road side. And upon straining my eyes, I realised that it was my dog!! She had ran away for about a week! I grinded to a halt and got Ping Fuan to go after my dog and bring it home. And that's when we met Yee Leong driving into his house. Boy, Christina ain't gonna be happy when she hears of this!! Ahha! We had planned to make curried fish out of him if he didn't turn up for Christina's gig!! Oh well, what are we waiting for? Grab the knives and spices and nets and lets get ready to do some fishing for the fish just lives behind my house!! Not to forget the big cooking pot that we may need!Ahha. No offence dude!!
So we got our dog home and went to Subang Parade where we did some window shopping.
I returned and watched some television. They had some good movies for the day. I remember watching Coach Carter. Its a true story about a failing high school basketball team and their new coach, Ken Carter. My god, that story was a damn good story. Inspirational to the core! If you haven't watched it yet, go watch it! Seriously!
Then after that, I went for a Christmas party at a neighbours house, but i excused myself a little early. I'm not very fond of parties. I'm a more settled guy in many ways. I got home, signed in to MSN and talked to a few friends. I tried to blog, but I didn't have any inspiration to blog. I had many ideas but somehow it just did not flow. Therefore I decided against blogging. I then listened to some Matchbox 20 ate some alcohol ed chocolates(my favorite) and went to bed.
Well, this was pretty much my Christmas day. I had fun. But what can I say? Merry Christmas y'all and a happy new year!

Pulse Of The Frightful

Sometimes I think too much,
Sometimes I ask too much,
Sometimes I make scenarios up,
Sometimes I say too much,
Sometimes I say too little.
So much so,
I fail to savour moments.
I fail to realise what is real.
And what is not.
I fail to realise those who are real,
And those who are not.
Sometimes words come,
But they always come out wrong.
Rarely a right syllable,
I hurt people,
Which hurt me back.
Even when I'm silent,
My actions seem wrong.
Even if it is meant well,
My thoughts see negative.
Always afraid of eyes that never look.
Always afraid of voices that never speak.
Always afraid of scripts that never play.
I fear the enemy I cannot see.
I fear the enemy which I have control of.
Like an invisible hand,
It grabs be like a noose,
Sucking whatever air I have in me.
Sucking whatever pride I have left.
I fear my own self.
If there is one thing which could kill me,
It is my own brain.

-Pulse of the frightful-
created by Platus

My Walk

I may not be able to find all the keys that unlock all the doors. But I will try. Slowly, a pace at a time, I will try. Even if I don't find them all, I would accept my fate for the journey alone was and still is one that has been a great source of amusement, pride, excitement, unprovoked smiles, dream filled days and sleepless nights. Sure to stick to my temple of eternal memories for as along as the air in me flows like a wave in the vast ocean. Fast but invisible to the eye. And maybe, just maybe, my guardian will will be kind enough to allow me to keep those memories even after the streams of my blood has ceased to flow, the pulse in me just a faint sound in the background of 6 feet holes and even after my eyes have turned to dust. For these have been my breakfast lunch and dinner for what has seemed to be an eternity of....... For this has been my walk since......

Another Brick in The Wall:How The Wheel Turns

What fight has been fought alone? What army has fought and won or lost a battle without a general at the helm? What art needs no artist? What religion has no god? Has no priest? Has no cause? Has no followers? Has no opposers? And has no fanatics? Has no lies and false implications? Behind every success there is a cause. Behind every victory there are the men. Behind every victory there are the defeated. Behind every story there is a writer. Truth be told at liars cost. Lies be told at truth's cost. Both told for a reason. Both told for a person or a hierarchy. Both told for a cause. Root or impede fanaticiscm, decided by the charismatic. What are you? Who are you?

The Crumpled Sheet

The perfect scenario for life would be the tale of the crumpled sheets of paper. But at the same time, it is a curse and a blessing that can never be erased no matter what the eraser.