Urk. 'Intervention'
Why is it I wish there was some intervention to stop the oncoming Intervention?
Pull it together, Amirul. 10 months, 9 days.
MOVE LIKE YOU'VE GOT A PURPosE
I am Wan Amirul, and I support the red + White. I just wish it'd be a little less taxing.
Anyone, I need a hug :S
Losing the battle for power
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
11th Jan
I don't understand you.
I tried being normal, being human.
I understand you being afraid out of lack of understanding, but to actively resent me?
You're no Gandhi to me either, but I have respect enough to at least acknowledge your existence.
But then again, thanks for proving my point.
"All these liberals, and intellectuals will gaze into the abyss, and all of a sudden no one could think of anything to say"
I tried being normal, being human.
I understand you being afraid out of lack of understanding, but to actively resent me?
You're no Gandhi to me either, but I have respect enough to at least acknowledge your existence.
But then again, thanks for proving my point.
"All these liberals, and intellectuals will gaze into the abyss, and all of a sudden no one could think of anything to say"
Saturday, January 9, 2010
9th Jan
It's sad, being isolated in every sense of the word.
It's frustrated, knowing you are isolated in every sense of the word.
People actively stay AWAY from you, some even fear you.
It takes you back to the question, Are you afraid of the dark?
Yet, there are a few, god bless their souls, who are odd enough to aproach the social reject. Make him feel...normal.
Some even teach him to pretend to be normal in hopes he will wonday be normal.
I can't be what you want me to be, I can't do what you want me to do. Underneath it all, I am me.
And still the question presides,
who am I?
Losing the battle for power
It's frustrated, knowing you are isolated in every sense of the word.
People actively stay AWAY from you, some even fear you.
It takes you back to the question, Are you afraid of the dark?
Yet, there are a few, god bless their souls, who are odd enough to aproach the social reject. Make him feel...normal.
Some even teach him to pretend to be normal in hopes he will wonday be normal.
I can't be what you want me to be, I can't do what you want me to do. Underneath it all, I am me.
And still the question presides,
who am I?
Losing the battle for power
Friday, January 8, 2010
Social Responsibilities
My bid for the environment, with all this depressing news around.
Our Father made us, of earth and blood and flesh.
Our Mother fed us, kept us warm.
She taught us to see, with our eyes and our hearts
In exchange that we feel, with our hearts and our souls.
Now as we move on, our mother we have forgotten,
Our brothers, who stay with her, we call savages,
but we ravage her, destroy her neatly woven,
Answer to Father: Who is man, who is beast?
Our brothers walk with their bellies to mother,
She is sick, and they hear her. She is crying;
but we do not hear her, through rock; and metal; and stone.
But when Father reclaims what is His, let our brothers be saved, we must follow the fate we have allowed for our mother.
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My comment on the events occuring today:
This was not Islam. Islam has always stressed that we are all brothers, and we do not commit such heinous acts. In my humble opinion, and let me be slain for it, these acts of violence were media-inspired, from the justifying leaders to the heretics.
Look around, we've got a world to change.
Our Father made us, of earth and blood and flesh.
Our Mother fed us, kept us warm.
She taught us to see, with our eyes and our hearts
In exchange that we feel, with our hearts and our souls.
Now as we move on, our mother we have forgotten,
Our brothers, who stay with her, we call savages,
but we ravage her, destroy her neatly woven,
Answer to Father: Who is man, who is beast?
Our brothers walk with their bellies to mother,
She is sick, and they hear her. She is crying;
but we do not hear her, through rock; and metal; and stone.
But when Father reclaims what is His, let our brothers be saved, we must follow the fate we have allowed for our mother.
_____________________________________________________
My comment on the events occuring today:
This was not Islam. Islam has always stressed that we are all brothers, and we do not commit such heinous acts. In my humble opinion, and let me be slain for it, these acts of violence were media-inspired, from the justifying leaders to the heretics.
Look around, we've got a world to change.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
7th January
To succeed, we choose singular goals. One straight path, through the confines of 'the box' and existence itself.
But in a rabid pursuit of our goals, we lose ourself. In losing ourselves, we forget why we even got on the road in the first place.
In all that uncertainty, we find that the only reason we were on that road was to find ourselves.
In losing ourselves, we find more and more of ourselves than previously existed.
Go through the looking glass, don't just look at it.
Losing the battle for power
But in a rabid pursuit of our goals, we lose ourself. In losing ourselves, we forget why we even got on the road in the first place.
In all that uncertainty, we find that the only reason we were on that road was to find ourselves.
In losing ourselves, we find more and more of ourselves than previously existed.
Go through the looking glass, don't just look at it.
Losing the battle for power
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
5th January
It's very, very annoying.
I've always wondered; after the villain has lost,
what does he do when he's kept alive?
living in the shadow of failure...
Losing the battle for power
I've always wondered; after the villain has lost,
what does he do when he's kept alive?
living in the shadow of failure...
Losing the battle for power
Monday, January 4, 2010
4th Jan: Welcome to the Inferno
At the midpoint of life, I found myself in a horrid institution
And through this way, a sane soul never passes.
I lifted my burden, as most people do there,
and on the gates;
"Abandon all hope, ye who enter"
Okay, lame plaguirism of Dante.
But seriously, welcome to the inferno.
Between all the usual shit of being a teenager, we have one extra demon to put up with, and it's called S-P-Freaking-M.
Oh well. Let's roll.
Losing the battle for power
And through this way, a sane soul never passes.
I lifted my burden, as most people do there,
and on the gates;
"Abandon all hope, ye who enter"
Okay, lame plaguirism of Dante.
But seriously, welcome to the inferno.
Between all the usual shit of being a teenager, we have one extra demon to put up with, and it's called S-P-Freaking-M.
Oh well. Let's roll.
Losing the battle for power
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