Friday, September 1, 2006

   Chobits, chi waits
So beautifully sad, just watched it this morning... the music, story, wow, more later...
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Thursday, August 31, 2006

   High And Mighty colour,
A very cool band, don’t know what they look like, but their sound is so fresh. Simply put : they rock! Why aren’t they on the regular radio charts, I don’t know? You have probably heard their stuff in Bleach. They’ve combined death, pop, rap and rock into one package, much like evanescence, hope I spelt that right. I would put music on this site, but sorry, don’t have a clue how.
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Tuesday, August 29, 2006

   The Road Home
Watched the road home last night, what a film!
What struck the colour of the past, and the bleakness of the present black and white. The strengnth of love, through time and generations.
There is a lot of symbolism. The poetry in the subtitles sends shivers down my spine. There is no violence in this film, no swearing, no sex, yet it is a mature movie due to it's nature in the understanding of love and life, circumstance etc...
looking for a love story that goes beyond contempory culture, and focuses on old values, give it a watch.
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Monday, August 28, 2006

   yar
been playing the old last blade series. Really enjoy the whole setting. Very cool feel for a 2d game. a wrist killer though. Any thoughts on old 2d fighter games, ie. the old streetfighters, king of fighters, samuarai showdownetc...?
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Monday, August 21, 2006

update
will hopefully be adding some pics soon, don't think I'm all that good, but I enjoy what I do, it keeps me slightly sane.
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Tuesday, August 15, 2006

   another thought
I sometimes stand at the waters edge,
I pray and wonder,
Of birds in flight, and ripples on the surface made,
By stones or even grains of sand.
Some moments last a lifetime, some are buried deep,
Beneath old tired mountains,
And a desperate desire to sleep.

By the evening I’ve forgotten,
The sorrows that I mourn,
But each new day that is rising,
New meaning must be born.

To find it in the sunrise,
A memory or a dream,
The flight I see the seagull take,
Reminds me just to be,
Because the birds don’t try to fly,
And a fish doesn’t think to swim,
So now I consider,
Where it is I must begin…

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Monday, August 14, 2006

   poem
Meaningless life begin,
Face today and grin,
Will love envelope me in her embrace,
Or will sorrow once more cry?
Will the winds of change reap the unknown seeds I’ve sowed,
Or the raindrops wash away the tears that scar my soul?
If I could write a poem,
To make things green again,
To make the sun shine through the rain,
To understand how to live,
To be the one beautiful soul I might have once been,
To find someone to understand,
To hold this broken heart,
One more time before,
The battle rushes through.
A memory cuts deep,
and lasts an eternity it seems,
Have I lived this life,
or have I just dreamed?


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