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Thursday, July 31, 2008

Suicide

photoshop- no reference


Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?

Gloomy is Sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad I know
Let them not weep let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream for in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you

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was listnin to gloomy sunday

interesting song the original lyrics of the song was changed because it was too depressing
it also became a theme song for numerous suicides
this is the modified lyrics which has a happy ending -i didnt like it so i didnt put it in here

urban legends makes this song sound like something like the suicide club
well u be the judge of it click here

has this ever happen to u?




ok so i was reading some stuff over at face book
there was this stuff written in there "חח איזה אושר" but i kept reading it
it was like a playing a scratched cd
was kinda funny
it was like as long as my mind knows these r letters it would try to decrypt it

i think i should get my head scanned (reference to my previous post)

original image by remmi

Friday, July 18, 2008

My feverish thoughts




Ok first an explanation

Ive been having a pretty high fever these days & ive been awake for over 20hrs

My mind’s rambling non stop so ………..

also this is not meant to be taken seriously

What is free thought. Say a computer was given 2*2=4 & told it to come up with some thing else if it had no programming it would know nothing but “2*2=4”but for a human without knowledge they could modify it as symbols, assign colors or whatever
LOGIC our hidden boundary of free thought

There’s a small line between insanity & genius, maybe there isn’t

Bounded in this universe

What could be beyond over universe? my first thought, An Orange

Y an orange?........ y not? As u can see im not totally insane cause im using a reference which I know from this world

Well back to the “why?” imagine that orange , imagine that each atom that created the orange is a universe then imagine we lived in small world in one of the universes

If a lunatic rambled on “we live in an orange” again im using the term orange cause theres no possible way to decrypt it without sufficient knowledge

My conclusion

it is next to impossible for our measly brains t comprehend the dimensions

aaah I just figured it up to the 5th dimension


& yea i do get trapped in these logical paradoxes very often when im sick

Monday, July 7, 2008

Mirror

this is a mini horror story im testing out
let me know what u think

Mirror


She woke up to the sound of a screech, half awake she looked around the room, the only light there was from the streets, filtered through the drapes, which was not much. suddenly she noticed the chair in front of the mirror moved, the shock of which sent a sudden chill down her spine, she was now awake, too scared to get out of her bed she pulled her blanket over to her face covering her mouth & nose leaving only her eyes to observe. it was a cold night her feet was cold, getting colder, her breath warmed her lips under the cover. She thought to her self “this is not a movie, nothings happening its just my mind playing tri….” Before she could finish her thought she saw a shadow pass through the mirror, it was obvious something was there but it was too fast for here to see. She crawled into the covers again this time covering her head, only peaking out to see the mirror. her heart was pumping now it felt like her heart was in her throat & her skin tingled with chills.
She stood like that for over a minute trying to calm down & go over to the light switch which was near the mirror. She tried to imagine how she will turn the lights on & realize how silly she was being, even imagining the light made her so relived she almost forgot the situation she was in, then she came to reality.. well she couldn’t believe this was the real, never the less she made up her mind.
“i would run for the switch & if something, I don’t know maybe a monster pops up ill scream my head off” she laughed to her self, her mind was at ease. She was building up the courage to run for it, she counted in her head Three, Two, ONE……. CRREEEAK!!! sound of nails scratching below the bed right below her ear, a sound which felt like insects digging into her ear, a sound which numbed every muscle in her body, a sound which paralyzed her from fear
She was frozen the sound from under her bed kept constant, it was as if someone was trapped under there, no… it was more like someone was being pushed on to the roof of the bed, struggling to escape. Started off as nails scratching then banging & the rustling of skin being dragged over the wooden sheet, she was frozen listening to it, it was far away yet it was closer than anything she ever felt. She started hearing distant cries of a girl but as it got closer it was like nothing she could ever imagine.
“…s..comin ..or…y.u … I…s m..ng …for You , IT is coming for YOU & ITS GONNA SLAUGHTER YOU LIKE A LITTLE LAMB“
The last few words stained her like a tongue groping her sweating body. she felt she was being pulled into the bed being suffocated by the sheet covering her, she felt like she was a little doll being played with.
she couldnt take it anymore, she started panicking she didn’t care what happens to her all she knew was she didn’t want to stay in the bed so she crawled out of the side of the bed, trying to push the sheet that was wrapped around her leg. she missed her hand & fell off the bed hitting the back of her head, she was knocked out cold.
When she came to she was lying in a puddle of blood, she turned over & tried to get up, first try she slipped her hands through the blood making a smearing little blood painting on the cold floor tiles she almost hit her head again, blood dripped down from the strands of hair on to the tiles. She knew she had to get out of the room she tries to get balance & walked over to the door but as she walked she noticed something, something that scared her so much she didn’t know what is real, the girl in the mirror “my reflection??!!” it was not her, the blood soaked girl “IT” she thought, IT looked at her with the dead eyes & a wicked smile she realized she was IT’s little puppet, she realized she now IT’s reflection, she realized now she was the one trapped in the mirror.
(quick ending)