La raison d'être de Moi-même.
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
Narcissism
Ex-angel, Where art thou going now?
With transparent wings spread afar.
Fadeth away in the light of ether,
They fairest presence hath gone, yet remains.
Yet what remains, is thy fairest melody,
and thy crystalized soul with in my hart.
Fayre the song, when thy silver hair shines as
The midnight fall, embraces the wind flow.
Fayre thy soul, when the melancholy of thy harp
Overlays the never ending light, blind my sight.
Call out my name, and embrace me with thy wings.
Embrace me with thy wings, take me with thee,
To my side. Oh, lady of wisdom, Maiden of sidhe.
Ex- angel, I shall be thy wings, for thou to become
the healer of dawn, Thou replith, "Thou art I and I am thee."
P.S. I admit I am rather narcissistic. :)
Oh narcissistic me, I'd love to give it all to praise thee.
With transparent wings spread afar.
Fadeth away in the light of ether,
They fairest presence hath gone, yet remains.
Yet what remains, is thy fairest melody,
and thy crystalized soul with in my hart.
Fayre the song, when thy silver hair shines as
The midnight fall, embraces the wind flow.
Fayre thy soul, when the melancholy of thy harp
Overlays the never ending light, blind my sight.
Call out my name, and embrace me with thy wings.
Embrace me with thy wings, take me with thee,
To my side. Oh, lady of wisdom, Maiden of sidhe.
Ex- angel, I shall be thy wings, for thou to become
the healer of dawn, Thou replith, "Thou art I and I am thee."
P.S. I admit I am rather narcissistic. :)
Oh narcissistic me, I'd love to give it all to praise thee.
Thursday, December 8, 2011
12:28 AM
Dark hour of Midnight,
Endless Tower and its eternal height.
My friend, Come and set us free,
And Indeed I am still in Persona 3.
Endless Tower and its eternal height.
My friend, Come and set us free,
And Indeed I am still in Persona 3.
Of My Anima and Animus(A Reply to William Shakespear's 144, from sonnet)
Two Loves I have, of comfort and warfare,
Which like two spirits do suggest me still;
The warfare angel is a woman fights fair,
The comfort spirit is a man offers dawn's heal.
To guide me through hell, my female goddess,
convinceth my male noble to be my side.
and strength my other soul with her promise,
Gifting him with her honor and pride.
And whether that my noble be turned courageous,
Suspect I may, yet not directly tell.
But being both from me, both being adventurous,
I guess we all have two angels in our shell.
Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt,
Till we all fight one another with full assault.
Which like two spirits do suggest me still;
The warfare angel is a woman fights fair,
The comfort spirit is a man offers dawn's heal.
To guide me through hell, my female goddess,
convinceth my male noble to be my side.
and strength my other soul with her promise,
Gifting him with her honor and pride.
And whether that my noble be turned courageous,
Suspect I may, yet not directly tell.
But being both from me, both being adventurous,
I guess we all have two angels in our shell.
Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt,
Till we all fight one another with full assault.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Pride, Honor and Despair
Justice has always been a double-edged sword, so could authority be.
Abusing of power, as well as powerless incapable of being in control.
Absolute freedom surely is what I desire, yet the price I have to pay are my dreams,
along with my pride and honor.
I am no immortal, but merely a human being.
Along with my dreams, pride and honor, I have been accompanied with fear and despair.
I wish I have never been taught to fear.
I fear of my weaknesses, fear of being exposed with my weaknesses.
I fear of dependance of others, I am the only one I can depend on.
I fear of crisis, when things keep going in the opposite direction of what I desire.
I fear of lose, lose brings about the lost of my pride and honor, as well as lose of freedom.
I fear of despair, failure is never a word in my book.
Strength is not what we have been given since when we were born, rather, it is what we discover.
Victories seek for those who desire them.
I shall not despair,I am stronger than despair.
Nothing shall forstall me from my prevailing.
Thus, I see no sight of despair.
Abusing of power, as well as powerless incapable of being in control.
Absolute freedom surely is what I desire, yet the price I have to pay are my dreams,
along with my pride and honor.
I am no immortal, but merely a human being.
Along with my dreams, pride and honor, I have been accompanied with fear and despair.
I wish I have never been taught to fear.
I fear of my weaknesses, fear of being exposed with my weaknesses.
I fear of dependance of others, I am the only one I can depend on.
I fear of crisis, when things keep going in the opposite direction of what I desire.
I fear of lose, lose brings about the lost of my pride and honor, as well as lose of freedom.
I fear of despair, failure is never a word in my book.
Strength is not what we have been given since when we were born, rather, it is what we discover.
Victories seek for those who desire them.
I shall not despair,I am stronger than despair.
Nothing shall forstall me from my prevailing.
Thus, I see no sight of despair.
Friday, December 2, 2011
Anima & Aminus
Are we the soul that have been told to carry on,
Are we the songs that are destined to be forgotten.
Are we the memory that has been left behind,
Are we the ancients that no one sees.
Diving in to the sea, to search for the forsakenned memento,
Lost body form, fail to keep the memories written.
Imprisoned by the twisting spells, we are merely dreams.
Spectators of plague, observers of pain.
To Zanarkand (Original Lyrics)
I shall be their hope for the everlasting light,
Bringer of the calm after all they have endured.
Carry on the mission they have been hoping for,
Will they stand up with me till the very last moment?
Is this punishment for our sin,
Or are we, the playthings of fiend?
Though the thunder and through the rain,
Will my sacrifice be the reason of their peace?
Over come the dread I have hold for so long,
Beginning my journey with all of our dreams.
I shall fight for the calm we believe so dear.
Will they stand up with me till the very last moment?
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Artemisia
Oh, The maiden with the silver bow!
Strength granted, thou shall prevail
though the darkest hour of the shell,
never-resting fight for what thou believe.
The fleeting dream left me haunting
In the tower that appears every midnight,
Orpheus' song guides me through,
Ticking clock left me with all the cruel.
Oh, Artemis, my dear Artemis!
The strength granted to the empress,
I summon thee, accept my command
and appear! To bring about the fall of the empty shell.
If I shall perish, Ragnarok the world to be,
I offer thee the silent sacrifice, before the throne of me.
Strength granted, thou shall prevail
though the darkest hour of the shell,
never-resting fight for what thou believe.
The fleeting dream left me haunting
In the tower that appears every midnight,
Orpheus' song guides me through,
Ticking clock left me with all the cruel.
Oh, Artemis, my dear Artemis!
The strength granted to the empress,
I summon thee, accept my command
and appear! To bring about the fall of the empty shell.
If I shall perish, Ragnarok the world to be,
I offer thee the silent sacrifice, before the throne of me.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Fithos Lusec Wecos Vinosec
My Child, It is the time to be awaken,
For thy path hath been chosen.
Child of fate, what do thee hold dear?
Sight of soul imprisoned by fear.
My Child, It is the time to be awaken,
before cornered at the point of no return.
Dreams and honor thee once seek so dearly,
Price of freedom awaiteth thee fiercely.
"I shall prevail, I will not fail". thee said,
But the path in thy sight is concealed by the mist.
Faith unclear.
Despair or freedom?
Inventite,
when the advent souls calm.
Valete Liberi.
For thy path hath been chosen.
Child of fate, what do thee hold dear?
Sight of soul imprisoned by fear.
My Child, It is the time to be awaken,
before cornered at the point of no return.
Dreams and honor thee once seek so dearly,
Price of freedom awaiteth thee fiercely.
"I shall prevail, I will not fail". thee said,
But the path in thy sight is concealed by the mist.
Faith unclear.
Despair or freedom?
Inventite,
when the advent souls calm.
Valete Liberi.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Lost Faerytale(Prologue)
- I don't know who I really am; I lost all my memories before the age of ten.-
There was a blizzard outside that day. My parents and I were walking in the open snow field. No one is outside in this weather, I could not think of a reason why we were there. The blizzard got worse and worse, blinding us with its fury. That was when I got separated from my parents.
"Oh great, now I have got something else to do besides looking for our car in this ghosts inhabited place!"
Suddenly, I saw something in front of me, I walked closer. It looks like a relic.
"Quite an artifact it’s got here!"
Out of curiosity, I touched the relic. As soon as I put my hand on the relic, light started beaming through it, circling around me like dancing faeries, my sight became clear. The blizzard stopped. When I looked at myself...
"Jesus! What happened to me?!" I saw myself turned into a child; or to be precise, the child form of myself!
I kept a photograph of my younger self in my wallet. When I went to checked my wallet, the photo was gone.
I heard my mother calling out my name.
"Juliet! We found our car!"
"What happened to you Juliet? Why do you look like your ten year old self?”
Both my mother and father were badly injured, my father was unconscious.
"Juliet, please drive us back home, your father is terribly injured and he needs a doctor now."
How am I able to drive a car when I am in a ten years old child's body! I suppose I will have to try my best, for my mother's sake.
On the way back, flying creatures would not stop attacking out car, I was swerving my car left to right to dodge those creatures. On the other hand, my mother did not seem to be bothered by the creature, or maybe she could not see them.
We finally made it home safely. I could tell my mom was filled with anxiety. I sat down next to the fire place watching the ember coming out of it. The embers started circling me around just like what happened at the relic. Surprisingly, I turned back into my normal body.
My mom saw me. She did not say a word, as if nothing had happened.
A few days later, I went to the park that I was familiar with, to take photos for my school project. The park seemed so different from what I could remember. There used to be only two isles by the lake, now there were three. I walked towards the third isle with curiosity, which led me to an open field. Flowers were wildly growing there; it felt like spring even though it was like the coldest month of winter.
"That relic! I remember it!"
I ran toward the relic located in the middle of the field, doing exactly the same thing I did the other day. The same lights appeared and surrounded me again. This time, I did not turn into my child form, but my child form got separated from my body.
Staring at this little girl with surprise, I asked: "Who are you?"
"Don't know."
"Do you remember anything about yourself?"
"No." she replied.
She started looking frustrated. “Please, Just don't let me disappear!"
Disappear? I wonder what she meant. "Well, I have got an idea; just never ever tell people that you are Juliet Cruz. Remember, never say that name." She agreed
I took her back to my parent's house. My mom looked us with surprise but didn't say anything. We sat down by the dinner table, but the girl, stood still by the door, staring at the snow falling outside.
"Her existence might affect the progress of your life." My mother said calmly.
"Progress of my own life”, I wonder what she meant by that. But she stopped talking, and I didn't want to ask anything more. After dinner, I sat by the fire place again. The girl stood next to me, staring at me without saying a single word. Suddenly, she started fading away, turning back to embers than ashes until there was nothing left of her.
There was a blizzard outside that day. My parents and I were walking in the open snow field. No one is outside in this weather, I could not think of a reason why we were there. The blizzard got worse and worse, blinding us with its fury. That was when I got separated from my parents.
"Oh great, now I have got something else to do besides looking for our car in this ghosts inhabited place!"
Suddenly, I saw something in front of me, I walked closer. It looks like a relic.
"Quite an artifact it’s got here!"
Out of curiosity, I touched the relic. As soon as I put my hand on the relic, light started beaming through it, circling around me like dancing faeries, my sight became clear. The blizzard stopped. When I looked at myself...
"Jesus! What happened to me?!" I saw myself turned into a child; or to be precise, the child form of myself!
I kept a photograph of my younger self in my wallet. When I went to checked my wallet, the photo was gone.
I heard my mother calling out my name.
"Juliet! We found our car!"
"What happened to you Juliet? Why do you look like your ten year old self?”
Both my mother and father were badly injured, my father was unconscious.
"Juliet, please drive us back home, your father is terribly injured and he needs a doctor now."
How am I able to drive a car when I am in a ten years old child's body! I suppose I will have to try my best, for my mother's sake.
On the way back, flying creatures would not stop attacking out car, I was swerving my car left to right to dodge those creatures. On the other hand, my mother did not seem to be bothered by the creature, or maybe she could not see them.
We finally made it home safely. I could tell my mom was filled with anxiety. I sat down next to the fire place watching the ember coming out of it. The embers started circling me around just like what happened at the relic. Surprisingly, I turned back into my normal body.
My mom saw me. She did not say a word, as if nothing had happened.
A few days later, I went to the park that I was familiar with, to take photos for my school project. The park seemed so different from what I could remember. There used to be only two isles by the lake, now there were three. I walked towards the third isle with curiosity, which led me to an open field. Flowers were wildly growing there; it felt like spring even though it was like the coldest month of winter.
"That relic! I remember it!"
I ran toward the relic located in the middle of the field, doing exactly the same thing I did the other day. The same lights appeared and surrounded me again. This time, I did not turn into my child form, but my child form got separated from my body.
Staring at this little girl with surprise, I asked: "Who are you?"
"Don't know."
"Do you remember anything about yourself?"
"No." she replied.
She started looking frustrated. “Please, Just don't let me disappear!"
Disappear? I wonder what she meant. "Well, I have got an idea; just never ever tell people that you are Juliet Cruz. Remember, never say that name." She agreed
I took her back to my parent's house. My mom looked us with surprise but didn't say anything. We sat down by the dinner table, but the girl, stood still by the door, staring at the snow falling outside.
"Her existence might affect the progress of your life." My mother said calmly.
"Progress of my own life”, I wonder what she meant by that. But she stopped talking, and I didn't want to ask anything more. After dinner, I sat by the fire place again. The girl stood next to me, staring at me without saying a single word. Suddenly, she started fading away, turning back to embers than ashes until there was nothing left of her.
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