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Saturday, April 28, 2012

Vows

I shall vow to the moon,
Here and now,
As a proud noble dame,
And as an honorable knight.

I shall honor my nobility and pride,
No matter in what circumstances,
No matter what type of temptations,
I shall never give up my honor.

I shall always behave upon my respects,
Even until the day my body perishes.
I shall vanish As a proud noble dame,
And as an honorable knight.

Today, here and now,
I made this vow to respect my integrity,
and to respect my pride, honor and nobility,
This promise shall be valid for all eternity.

From here and now, 
I will never be allowed to behave otherwise.
I shall live with no regrets upon this matter,
I shall never again taint my pride, honor and nobility.


Friday, April 27, 2012

04-27-12 Paranoia

I wonder, If this is all just a bad dream.
I am still waiting for someone to wake me up,
And she will tell me the nightmare is over,
And she will tell me I don't have to worry any longer.

I have been in this bad dream for too long.
I wish I could escape and be taken far away,
Escape to the place where hope exists,
Escape to the place where I can see the daylight.

How long is the bad dream going to last?
What am I supposed to be doing?
If I die, will someone be there to sing the requiem?
If I vanish, will this nightmare still be haunting me?


Wednesday, April 25, 2012

The Last Temptation - 2

Day and night,
The guilt never stops haunting me,
The guilt of the sin I have committed,
The guilt of non-resistance to the temptation.

Demons corrupt angels to fall,
Fall from the heaven to hell.
The sin that can never be atoned,
The guilt that can never be erased.

Praying for the forgiveness that I wanted more than ever,
But only the terrors follow me that make me shiver.
The fantastic terrors I have never felt before,
Thrilling me until my soul exists no more.

Nevermore, nevermore, nevermore,
I can scarcely take this anymore.
Free me, free me, I implore,
But you keep dragging me all the way to the inferno's door.


The Last Temptation

          I have too many stories to tell, as I day dream all the time to make up my own little stories. This story has got to be one of my favorite, and I would like to share with anyone who read this blog.

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         “ Don’t go, please,” He murmured, reaching out his hand. He had the same dream again. 
           For the past few weeks, he had been having this dream every day. Yet every time, he would still feel like as though it was the first time he was having the dream. He wondered if it was supposed to mean something to him.
              In this dream, he found himself on a beautiful island where the sun never rose. He saw only the night there, and the moon was always at its fullest.  He walked along the shore gazing upon the moon, until he heard a voice singing. Intrigued, he followed the voice. He wanted to know, who might be singing with such a stunning voice, on this deserted island.  There he saw a goddess-like woman singing while playing a harp. He stood there speechless, and he could scarcely take his eyes from her. The moonlight shone upon her long black hair, as if she had been one with the darkness of the night; her lifeless pale skin made a perfect contrast with the darkness. Her violet eyes seemed to glow even brighter than the full moon. He was so fascinated that he could neither speak a word nor walk away. He stood there staring at her as she slowly vanished into the darkness. “Don’t go, please!” he shouted.
              This young man was an honorable noble who lived in a city on a mountain called Winterfels.  Although the mountain was called Winterfels, winters had never been too harsh. It snowed only for a few days throughout the winter, and the snow never completely covered the land. He was loved by the many people of this city. He would soon be the viscount of this city, as his father had fallen ill, and he was ready to give his throne to his son.  Everything had been so peaceful throughout his life, but his fortune changed fast, when he least expected it.
                    Night fell again. Here in his mansion, he laid down expecting the same dream. “This time, I swear that I will find out who she is,” he thought to himself and fell asleep soundly. The dream repeated itself again. He did exactly the same thing as in his last dream. He stood there listening to her song.
                     The young man could hesitate no longer, “Madam, I beg forgiveness for my intrusion.” The stillness had been broken by his gentle words.
                       “Oh, my beloved, I had been waiting for you for quite long.” She replied as she stared into his eyes, her violet gaze glowing intensely. “ Take me away with you, let us run away. You do that, and your souls will be bound with mine for eternity.”
                    He was confused by her words. Nonetheless, he was fascinated and charmed by this fair maiden, so he replied, “Then I shall. Tell me where I can reach you outside of the dream, for I know this is a dream that I am having right now. If you were real, I would come to you and take you with me. I will soon rule this city­­­­ with you by my side.”
                   The maiden smiled, “I will come to you. I will be there soon, quite soon.”
                   As she finished her words, she again vanished into the darkness. “Don’t go, please,” he murmured again, as he was pulled back to reality, but the night was not over yet. He heard a familiar song. As the singing got closer and closer to him, darkness fell upon his chamber, transforming the night to an abyssal shade.  “You are here, are you not? It is like you are bringing a piece of my dream into reality!” he shouted, regretting making such a promise to an unknown being.
          “ As you wish, I will be with you. But there is a condition for me to stay by your side. Your soul will be mine, and I will devour it completely,” said the maiden. He found himself terrified hearing her words. “I was wrong! It was a temptation! I should have known better!” He thought to himself as he lost control of his consciousness. There was darkness. He could not see anything, neither the maiden nor himself.
          The dark clouds finally cleared, but an intense fire followed. The young man lay on the ground lifelessly, the maiden nowhere to be found. Strangely, no one in the mansion seemed to notice what had happened, and nobody had been awakened by the fire. Everything still seemed so quiet, though the unnatural fire was silently devouring the mansion. The flames spread farther, until the blaze had swallowed up entire city.
                Both the young noble’s and the city’s existence had been wiped out completely. Nobody outside of the city remembered or knew what happened, or perhaps they did not even remember such a place existed. It almost seems as though nothing had occurred.
                 Since then, this land has had long, harsh winters. Not a soul could survive in this snow-covered wasteland.
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         Who is it to be at fault? The foul enchantress who bewitched the proud young noble, or the
young noble who gave up his pride to the last temptation?
         My friends, it is your turn to determine.
          

Monday, April 23, 2012

My Moi-même-Moitié Collection

From top right to bottom left: Dot lace OP, Scallop lace op
                                                Flocky ornament OP, Holy queen skirt, Church Gate JSK. (bad picture, i know.lol)

       This picture isn't showing all my moitie yet, I'm still waiting on my Crossroads JSK:)

       I'm sure many people fail to understand why Moi-meme-Moitie means so much to me,  and I always wanted to tell my story. So here we go.
      The first time I saw Mana (Malice Mizer) was in 8th grade, I fell in love with Malice Mizer, and I started reading a lot more into the band and its members. Knowing that the brand had already disbanded, I was very sad, and I wish I had gotten to know them sooner. I loved the aesthetic and the music so much, and sometimes I feel like I'm becoming one with the world Malice Mizer shown in their videos. I am a day dreamer as well. I read more into Mana, because I thought he was very intriguing to me, I liked his style,  and knowing that he was the one who started Malice Mizer fascinated me. As I get to know this Mana person more, I felt I was very connected to him, because he and I are so much alike--the things he likes, the way how he views life, and even the fact that he is a very shy person. I adored him so much,  and I looked up to him as if he was my Goddess; I still do, I still look up to him as my Goddess. I have been thinking how much I wanted to be just like my Goddess, I wish I had his beauty, I wish I had his talent and success. Especially recently, I have been trying to do my make up just like him, so I could be at least a little bit close to him. Then again, skin beauty means almost nothing to me, because I know my beauty will decay as the time goes on, and it will eventually parish into nothingness. I also have been working hard to make my CG images, hoping that maybe I will succeed someday. I know I can never be JUST LIKE Mana, but as long as I try and have my success, then I will feel closer to him. Everyday, we live to improve ourselves, that is the most important. Isn't that right, Mana? I still remember how you encouraged me with your words.
          When I was 15, I started playing bass because of Malice Mizer, and I also had a silly wish at that time. I was wishing that if I could play bass really well, maybe one day, I will be able to go to Japan, and maybe Mana will pick me as the bassist in his band. Silly dream, I know right? I did work really hard on bass playing, I had been in a few bands before too, but they never worked out as I imagined so. The last band I joined was called "The Hey Yoos", we were an all girls band, and it was my college freshman year. I tried very hard to promote my band as well, hoping maybe one day we can get popular and we can be on the same stage as Moi Dix Mois, maybe Mana would know who I am.. I know, silly dream again, and the band did not work out as I thought it would.. After that, I quit bass playing after 5 years of hard working. I'm not even sure if I would pick it up again, I guess I'm even more awkward than Mana, since I'm awkward to even talk to my band members and be myself in front of them.(Laugh) I guess I will just have to work hard all by myself to find an way out. I don't want to give up, then again, I'm scared too. I'm so scared of changes and the insecurity of my future. I wish Mana can just appear in front of me one day and tell me that I will be just like him.
         Ok, after all that talk about myself and my Mana "obsession", on to Moi-meme-Moitie!(laugh) The first time I knew Moitie was at the same time I researched Mana, then I realized that he had his own clothing brand. Mana designs the clothings from Moitie to represent and express himself to the public. I thought it was a really good concept. I liked Mana's concept of how he has two souls inside of him, a woman and a man, and they share the same body, and that is why he sometimes appears to be feminine and sometimes he appears to be more masculine. The name Moi-meme-moitie means half of myself--my other self, and I absolutely adore this idea. I have read quite a lot about anima and animus, and I am very fascinated with this concept. At that time I knew about Moitie, I was only about 15, I could have never even dreamed of owing anything from Moitie, how would I even dare to. A 15 years old little girl can never afford any thing from Moitie, and it was just as high and mighty as my Goddesss Mana. It had been my biggest wish to collect things from Moitie, or at least to own one thing from my beloved Moitie.  Then, I guess it was not just a mere wish that never comes true in the end. I finally had the chance to afford my first Moitie -- Holy Queen skirt, that was the first Moitie print I absolutely fell in love with. When I got this skirt from the mail, I was completely stunned, and I was filled with joy. Ok, this sounds lame, but yes, I did cry, but the tears were from joy, the joy of used-to-be this little girl's unreachable dream coming true. At that time, I kept looking at my very first Moitie item for a long time, and I could scarcely believe this to be the reality. Because my reality has always been filled with disappointment, one after another, they keep coming, never end... But my beloved Moitie has made me the happiest I could ever been.  I know this sounds silly, but truly, Moi-meme-Moitie isn't just mere materialisticism to me, it means so much to me, and i will always have a part of my heart for it, and nothing will ever be the replacement. 
         Since then, I have been getting more things from Moitie, and I love every single one of them from the bottom of my heart. On my birthday of this year, my Mother surprised me with a Moitie (Flocky Ornament)! Thank you so much, Mom. You really know me well, and you also know that I always get depressed around April, because it happens every year, just like a curse that I can never escape. This year, things has been getting better. well, not exactly, if it wasn't for Moitie, I would be sink deep down in the water again, like Ophelia. I know there will always be disappointments in life, and I cannot forgive myself for the sins I have commited. Even if the whole world takes me as an unnecessary and insignificant being, even if I have been forsakened by this world. I will always have Moitie to get me through the toughest time of life, now and in the future.

Moi-meme (from the meet up, Apr 21


Sunday, April 22, 2012

Moi qui suis dans mon rêve

I don't want to wake up,
I want to keep dreaming.
How long is it going to last?
How long can I still keep idealizing everything?

I never want to wake up,
Even if my reality is filled with lies and imagination.
I'm terrified to face everything,
To face everything that I'm trying so hard to escape from.

Is my time running out?
Is it the time for me to wake up?
How I wish time could stop right now,
I don't want anything to progress.

It is very scary to think 
that every next page of my story book is still blank.
How I wish everything is already written,
How I wish I can just stay in my endless dreams.

Oh, my candy sweet dreams,
Little girl's prefect reality.
Please don't leave me behind,
Take me away, take me far away.

Take me away, take me far away,
To the realm filled with the sweetest scent,
To the world that sorrows cannot reach,
To the place where my dreams take place.