25/10/07

once I remember this night
the wild ride, the bearer
confusion in the world
in what we see through jaded eyes
years went off
they cast off like a wind
dust rolls in and make our visions blurred
it's like we're losing our touch
not knowing where to go or where to stand
even the coldest steel could rust in time
they say "live fast, die young"
traitor to their own hearts
a new page of disease
this drug we call image

19/10/07

can't close these eyes
all I see is frailty
looks like it rains
again...
and
again...
24/7 total annihilation
the world, my room, same old bullshit
counting sheeps just to survive
waiting for a letter that never came
an open book with lack of response
it's just another ordinary day, really...

the most.

sunshine can goes darker by time
incapable of saying words of the wise
like humble, righteous or maybe sincerity
clouded in our heads, the distance we've travelled
forcing us to reflect one thing in life
where we ain't find a sure shot to pour on
pencils and papers, they can't be overlooked
"revolutions will not be posted on ebay"
they will be generated if we have our willingness
to re-build what's left on us
the daily grind, things that bind us
inseparable, unbreakable, our weapons
even if this world could never comprehend
I will still try to stand on these two feet
searching for the higher learning
the most

nature of the beast.

The second installment, it's basically about our beast-like quality that lies deep inside in our nature as human being. therefore, nature of the beast applies. me, you and everybody else.

surveillance.

This is the first drawing ever (since my last stroke for about a while ago).

Well, actually shit came up after I read lots of tales about the realm of secret society and what they plan to overthrow the civilization and replace it with theirs. It really creeps me the fuck out and then there was this strong image hit up in my head...the result as you can see on the drawing, double triangle shape and dripping blood, plus that half sphere represents the decadence of the world. last but not least, two sharp and pointed lines that form a coalition of death..fuck, I know this might sounds pretty bullshit but I know it's the worst nightmare you could have imagined. behold yourself, kiddo.

xx

Holiday In The Sun.

fuck yeah, I'm going on a holiday to Bali within less than two weeks. I'm pretty psyched!

Imagine people,

Beaches. Sun. Thrift Store. Legian. Tortilla Chips. Sandals. Ray Ban. Cash. Souvenirs. Rumours. Lotus Ice Cream. OH SHIT!

Music Review: Cursed - One

"Raw, Ugly and Fucked Up"...begitulah penggambaran nuansa musik hardcore/punk yang ditawarkan oleh kuartet yang berasal dari Canada ini. Cursed sendiri terdiri dari ex members dan members dari band2 seperti Haymaker, Left For Dead, Ruination, The Swarm, dll. Tema yang diangkat kebanyakan mengambil imaji horor klasik, isu sosial, nihilisme terhadap kehidupan modern, dsb. Jika disimak, sekilas mirip dengan His Hero Is Gone..dan memang ternyata ada beberapa patokan yang diambil secara musikal directly dari His Hero Is Gone. Walaupun terdengar seperti His Hero Is Gone, Cursed memberikan penekanan yang lebih berat pada level sounding dan kualitas abrasif yang dirasakan lewat besutan2 gitar hardcore/punk ala mereka. Dan hasil yang terdengar, sesuai dengan namanya, bahkan Cursed dapat menjadi mimpi anda yang terburuk sekalipun. This is seriously some dope shit!

rating: 9/10