Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Senseless
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I am hooked,
looking at my 4-sided prison-
wondering whether to click a button
or wait just a moment more.
I am indecisive,
To use the pointer
or the middle.
Reset.

I am trapped,
Bridging the reality
beyond this 2-dimensional confinement.
With the authority of a single switch,
Everything will be changed-
Mistakes will be rectified,
Perspectives will be renewed.
Start.

Boot...
Log...
Entry...
PASSWORD DENIED.
8:54 PM
the warden
Sunday, June 04, 2006

Song of Myra
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To the one who came out of nowhere, without me planning it, without me seeing it- she came from the wrong place, at the wrong time, in the wrong circumstances to be the right thing...


The world is a haze as I wake
to the smell of fresh coffee,
of bacon and eggs, of the clattering of metal
to bright lights and of the incessant honking of cars.

Vaguely, I had the fleeting recollection-
of bodies intertwined and sheets being dragged.
I remember the warmth churning and roiling,
rising within, begging to be expelled.

I remembered how cold it was outside,
and how lucky we are, right here...
invisible from everyone else, oblivious of the world.
It seemed like a lifetime ago.

I remember you whispering
right before you succumbed to sleep,
how you feared of letting go,
how everything will eventually end.

I was placid-
wondering how much truth you've mentioned
in that single, profound confession,
like my own thoughts read back to me.

Now you stand on my bedroom door,
your smile inviting me to appreciate the morning.
Right then, just seeing you, I knew...
this might not be permanent-
this might not last-
this may just be a story
from someone else's life-
but right there, right then,
for only but a half-beat in time-

I lived.
1:33 PM
the warden
First Rule
People are stupid. They will
believe in a lie given enough
reason to do do. They will
believe either because they
want something to be true
or they are afraid
it might be true.

Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander
-First Wizard of the Midlands

Vindication
in the midst of gripping despair
lost within an icy stare
overshadowed by a mystery
voiceless, but struggling to free
every word that was denied
yet failing again, and simply sighed
out into the night
until the coming of light.

Good to be back. -Silencer

Synthesis
Herein lies the Event Horizon-
where all things parallel and paradoxical meet.
This is the fulcrum-
where the weight and counterweight is at a standstill.
This is where the thesis and antithesis joins.
Here is where the past and the present meet.

-The Warden

Turquoise
I lie on blades upon blades of rolling grass.
I stare up upon the vast heavens,
however minute I am to their point of view.
Then I ask the primordial question--

Why the hell am I here?

Is it the boorishness of life
or just the complexities of living?

Clouds in different sizes and shapes go by
and these thoughts drift with them...
cascades of light pierces through the gaps,
right down to this anxious face.

The world moves on its own pace.
Clouds drift with the winds--

I stood still.

Murals
"I will beat him to death...
-if he breaks my hands, I'll kick him to death,
if he breaks my legs, I'll bite him to death,
if he breaks my neck, I'll stare him to death,
and if he blinds my eye, I'll curse him to death..."
--Naruto to Sai: Chapter 303

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