I hate them all.
Well, thats that. I was reading over my blog (yeah, again. I'm sorry. I'm bored, and no, I don't have a life) and I guess all I really succeeded in doing is diluting it. When I went on the must-stop-making-blog-depressed-zone trip.
Diluting. Like you do to a too-hard shot of whiskey. It doesn't mean you're consuming any lesser of the alcohol. Just means it'll take a litle longer to hit.
-_-
Yes, when you start comparing your blog to whiskey, you KNOW you have issues!
.
There was this song I was
listening to, Everything’s not lost. By Coldplay. One of my most listened to
bands. [Yea, yes am a wimpy alternative guy, you got a problem with that?] .
And I was thinking of things it was about. It speaks of demons inside and of demons outside. Some good ones and the rest inside of you. Heh. It speaks of a very elusive trick to handle situations when you feel all is lost around you or that you have been neglected by people you cared for. Well , all you need to do is just count the demons inside you and still hope and know that not everything is lost. Well, you still have your demons in you.
Hmm. You need to convince yourself that the demons who caused the situation around you still reside within you. Its not the people’s fault. They are innocent and simple, you have to rectify yourself. Improve maybe. You can either get rid of your demons and make friends again or just stay with your demons until you cease to breathe. Either way, not everything is lost and neither will you ever be alone. [And mind you, do not assume being alone and feeling lonely are the same things].
Even after writing all this shYt,
I feel I should put down the idea in a more understandable form for the benefit
of the “non-alternative people”. No offence . What I meant to portray in the
above paragraph is that, when you feel everything is lost and that people have
started to hate you or neglect you for no viable reason you can think of, then
know that it is your fault. The faulty attitude or actions of yours is what
caused your current situation. So quit whining and start recovering. Set
yourself right. Get rid of your evils. Don’t blame others. Either that or just make
friends with your evils. Love thyself.
xD
Whatever the case, the thing what got me was that I had been using this trick myself for quite some time now. Well, I wont tell you how good or bad the results are, but what I will tell you is that I love my evils.
Later.
.
and just when she was about to give up
a poem made her smile;
you'll always be my torch in the dark...
you'll always be my light
^_^
Its not fair... Its not right... There should never be this kind of hate where there was once such love.
"I'll always watch over you."
Lies.
Or were they?...
Nothing happened. I'm free. 14 years of fear... I'm free...
*smiles*
We're going to call her. I intend to get over my fear tonight.
Mave you know what to do. Papers and letters. Love you all.
*grins*
Yes yes, dramatic, ain't I?
Alright then. Enough fooling around. Its almost time that I returned to myself. Past time rather. Whatever the case, what is important right now is that I have almost recovered. Yes, there were a few setbacks, ups and downs but of course you needn’t know the details.
Although I yearned for a rather uneventful summer, things did not quite turn out to be as I had expected them to. As I enter the last leg of my holidays, I see that a flurry of activities have ensued. As usual I try to have no regrets whatsoever, speaking in that regard you could say I had a few learning experiences* this way. Hmm.
Know something? I strive for total control. On my mind, and it’s impulses. But then again, when I look back at things that have happened, it seems to me like an impossible task. I keep failing, falling flat on my face every single time. Yet, I try. The thing is when you try too hard to control yourself, the mind starts working even without your consciousness. Which is when things turn dicey and you are unable to reason your actions or though processes. Yada yada. Never mind. It’s just about me you know.
Later
I am now watchin Devil may Cry 4. Its really funny how its Sparda's son who takes out the Head of the Order right after the Head asks them all to pray to Sparda. Err... well... Funny in a twisted sorta way anyway... As for Nero... *grins* Its brilliant! He's like a human version of Dante. You know! The way Dante would have been if his entire family wasn't destroyed before he hit 19!!! *shakes head*
Anyhow... could Nero really be Vergil? I don't know... The thing is... Nero is probably almost 10 years younger than Dante... If Vergil was 'killed' when he fought Mundus... then maybe Nero is like his re-incarnation or something... No wait, that's not likely...
Hmmm... you know really could have happened? Vergil was locked in there for all those years... Around the time both Dante n Vergil were still teenagers and they had the whole battle (when Arkham went nuts!), Vergil was 'trapped' - or rather 'chose' to stay - in hell, right? Well... supposing you don't age in hell... Then right now, if in DMC 1, Dante freed him and not killed him... he would be Nero's age too...
They sure as hell look alike! And leaving all those possibilities aside and just concentrating on evil game-developers.
1. Clothes. Vergil was in blue, so is Nero
2. The complete opposite attitude to Vergil's
...
and I shall go back to watchin my videos and write more when I return...
Hmm...
I think I'm just gonna make a separate blog for DMC... I sure don't need a bundle of crazed gaming addicts to hunt me down for spoilers!!!
Adios!
for now...
*grins*
Before I retreat back inside
And every castle of sand I make
floats away with the swelling tide...
but they quickly fade away
And I stand at a distance watching
and wondering if you can hear what I say...
how many times the tide swells high
I'm going to build that castle right
even if it takes all night
With the light of dawn
and every castle gets swept away
but I keep building on
And I know you understand
that even if it is a castle of hopes and dreams
Its still just a castle of sand...
is that this sand is all that's mine
All my words were swept away long ago
So I just won't give up this time
And I know sometimes you think I don't care
But I don't know how to say I do
So I'm going to build this castle right
And I'm going to build it just for you...