resolve

overcome the monster, embrace the light, and laugh at the face of adversaries, only to strike them with bravery, might and whole lot of fun.

while that forms a great resolve, i have something even better. but the limitations of human vocabulary do not allow me to communicate this to you, and if when i try, it will cause discrepancies, and errors in transmission

the last bit kind of reminded me of sth i’m compelled to write. i <3 melancholy of haruhi suzumiya. one of the best animes i’v seen come out this/last year. the story seems very simple, and the airing schedule will confuse a simpleton, but it’s deep and loads of fun. to have given rise to “haruhi-ism”, The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, is indeed something, and is definitely worth checking out. Consider another fact, they re-released the older episodes again this year, with 1 or 2 new eps i think, and its still a Big Hit. there has to be something in that anime. <3 nagato

well that’s that. i had food poisoning; wonder what i ate. on the first day, they barged (out); second, they banged; today, they’r still knocking. to the wonderful people who invited me to eat outside, i shall get back to thee as soon as my stomach finishes punishing me.

system failure

at the sight of you, i stop thinking straight. my parallel processing crumbles. i don’t know what i should do next, what i should do now, or what i should be doing. nothing makes sense. i might as well blurt out “sheringapoting” because i’m completely cluless, like a little child dropped in the middle of a stock exchange – so overwhelmed with the volume of useless information, or maybe useful i dont know -

well how am i supposed to know, i just had a system failure!

rerouting all my power to my secondary fail safe measures, im only barely able to escape this ..what do i call it, “phenomenon”? relying on instincts alone, without any thought of consequences, or strategic planning, how do i get out of those situations, i really have no idea. only later after i recover, i hide my face in a hole, coming up with ways in which i can avert the already struck disaster. futile, really.

i’m kind of confused now; running amock like a crazy toon whose head is on fire. i know i’ll recover in the next few minutes. but that’s besides the point.

what really worries and troubles me, is that how, can i possibly stop these recurring system failures at the very sight of you? i wont run away, so i have no choice but to face you head on. if only my instincts work, i’ll train them. next time, it shall be different~

the air

i sat there.
looked around me.
what did i see?
a colorless TV.

i saw a pretty flower. black and blue. i saw a big green monster; in silvery diapers. i saw a purple tree. it bore a bronze fruit. but i did not see colors.

what was i searching for? i will not think for a moment that they actually had colors. i resent that line of thought. i refuse to go down to their level. i refuse to be a waste product awaiting recycle. i refuse to give in to what they have given into. for if i accept for whatever period of time, for whatever reasons, i shall convineantly fall into the clutches of this system. i resent the system.

having forced to breathe the same air as them, i have realized, its not the air. its something much more sinister, and has deeper roots than what is obvious.

gwahhh~ such a bother

the bubbles

i’d like to paint a picture of you:
on a hilltop with lots of birds
down underneath the ocean bed
with a flock of birds soaring in the autumn sky
like cherry blossoms
and branches that sway
the moon that smiles
under the rainclouds
like a star in the sky
and the days rolled by
we climb the mountains
sail the oceans
reach the stars
for all that matters.