[Shainn]'s diary
a timeless and forgotten place,
the moon and sun in endless chase
each in quiet surrender
as the other reigns the sky...
the midnight hour begins to laugh
a summer evening's epitaph
the winds are getting crazy
as the storm begins to rise...
wild were the winds that came
in the thunder and the rain
nothing ever could contain
the rising of the storm....
in the wing of ebony
darkened waves fill the trees
wild winds of warning
echo through the air...
follow the storm, i've got to get out of here...
follow the storm as you take to the sky...
follow the storm now it's all so crystal clear,
follow the storm as the storm begins to rise...
she seems to come from everywhere
welcome to the dragon's lair
fingers running through your hair
she asks you out to play...
in all of nature's sorcery
the most bewitching entity
hell can have no fury
like the rising of the storm...
follow the storm, i've got to get out of here...
follow the storm as you take to the sky...
follow the storm now it's all so crystal clear,
follow the storm as the storm begins to rise...
blackmore's night - the storm
turn the volume up.
close your eyes.
feel the breath of the goddess of storms.
and what hurts more is that people whom I saw much more than friends, whom I called brother leave me alone and run after their newly found delights.
friendship is a sort of spare time hobby.
bah...
a big, black void.
I've just graduated from engineering but decided that this is not what I wanted for a lifetime and found my true purpose in life. my ideal career.
but;
I happened to learn that it was impossible for me to study anthropology because of the section choice I've done in high school. they said that it's irreversible whatever I may try.
how stupid is this? can somebody not regret a choice made at such a young age?
now, I start drifting again like a leaf on a stream. no purpose, no cause to fight back.
void calls for me.
ethnic music, throat singing from tuva:
http://rapidsh
in fact this is in a different branch of turkish. a much more genuine and ancient branch than from ours.
the group's name is yat-kha. the throat singer is albert kuvezin.
very interesting, I think.
"Our emotional state of choice is ecstasy. Our nourishment of choice is Love. Our addiction of choice is technology. Our religion of choice is music. Our currency of choice is knowledge. Our politics of choice is none. Our society of choice is utopian though we know it will never be.
You may hate us. You may dismiss us. You may misunderstand us. You may be unaware of our existence. We can only hope you do not care to judge us, because we would never judge you. We are not criminals. We are not disillusioned. We are not drug addicts. We are not naive children. We are one massive, global, tribal village that transcends man-made law, physical geography, and time itself. We are The Massive. One Massive.
We were first drawn by the sound. From far away, the thunderous, muffled, echoing beat was comparable to a mother's heart soothing a child in her womb of concrete, steel, and electrical wiring. We were drawn back into this womb, and there, in the heat, dampness, and darkness of it, we came to accept that we are all equal. Not only to the darkness, and to ourselves, but to the very music slamming into us and passing through our souls: we are all equal. And somewhere around 35Hz we could feel the hand of God at our backs, pushing us forward, pushing us to push ourselves to strengthen our minds, our bodies, and our spirits. Pushing us to turn to the person beside us to join hands and uplift them by sharing the uncontrollable joy we felt from creating this magical bubble that can, for one evening, protect us from the horrors, atrocities, and pollution of the outside world. It is in that very instant, with these initial realizations that each of us was truly born.
We continue to pack our bodies into clubs, or warehouses, or buildings you've abandoned and left for naught, and we bring life to them for one night. Strong, throbbing, vibrant life in it's purest, most intense, most hedonistic form. In these makeshift spaces, we seek to shed ourselves of the burden of uncertainty for a future you have been unable to stabilize and secure for us. We seek to relinquish our inhibitions, and free ourselves from the shackles and restraints you've put on us for your own peace of mind. We seek to re-write the programming that you have tried to indoctrinate us with since the moment we were born. Programming that tells us to hate, that tells us to judge, that tells us to stuff ourselves into the nearest and most convenient pigeon hole possible. Programming that even tells us to climb ladders for you, jump through hoops, and run through mazes and on hamster wheels. Programming that tells us to eat from the shiny silver spoon you are trying to feed us with, instead of nourish ourselves with our own capable hands. Programming that tells us to close our minds, instead of open them.
Until the sun rises to burn our eyes by revealing the distopian reality of a world you've created for us, we dance fiercely with our brothers and sisters in celebration of our life, of our culture, and of the values we believe in: Peace, Love, Freedom, Tolerance, Unity, Harmony, Expression, Responsibility and Respect.
Our enemy of choice is ignorance. Our weapon of choice is information. Our crime of choice is breaking and challenging whatever laws you feel you need to put in place to stop us from celebrating our existence. But know that while you may shut down any given party, on any given night, in any given city, in any given country or continent on this beautiful planet, you can never shut down the entire party. You don't have access to that switch, no matter what you may think. The music will never stop. The heartbeat will never fade. The party will never end."
Should Elftown allow users to put celebrity images on wiki's and display the wiki banners on their presentation?
http://elftown
I personally think that Elftown is not the place for such a meaningless thingy.
If you agree,
then;
mmh.. wish I could have a kiss...
[blotter-art]
Written about Sunday 2007-01-21
Written: (6515 days ago)
well, I have successfully presented my thesis and graduated!
one less shackle that makes...
Written about Saturday 2007-01-20
Written: (6516 days ago)
hrant dink...
we have lost a priceless heart, throbbing for a country AND a world with more harmony.
he has lived and died for what he believed. I almost envy him.
may his love for humankind slip into cold hearts and warm them.
fare thee well...
Written about Thursday 2007-01-18
Written: (6518 days ago)
I will present my thesis tomorrow morning..
I'm as calm as a freaked out ram speeding towards his opponent 8/
wish me luck.
encounter the miracle that is life:
http://aimedia
no comment...
ahh I'll burn in hell! ;D
www.pornscore.
my average is 26.8%... ahem... considering I answer all the 'polygamy' and 'one night stand' type questions negatively... well...
ahem...
Written about Sunday 2007-01-14
Written: (6522 days ago)
stolen from [Mekashef]'s diary -grins-
took the quiz,
here are the 'heroic' results:
http://www.the
You are Green Lantern (well, no, "I" am Green Lantern, take your own quiz you freaky thief!)
Green Lantern 70%
Spider-Man 65%
Robin 58%
Superman 55%
Supergirl 50%
Catwoman 45%
Hulk 45%
Wonder Woman 40%
The Flash 35%
Batman 35%
Iron Man 30%
and here comes the villain!
http://www.the
well not really. the scores are too low even to mention.
damn it! >:(
Written about Saturday 2007-01-13
Written: (6523 days ago)
I have a steadily growing interest for snails *puzzled*
hmm...
somehow I know it's kinda important for me to solve what they have to say. well okay I'll listen to them :)
“I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a chocolate declare. That's my dream. That's my nightmare"
Alice laughed: "There's no use trying," she said; "one can't believe impossible things."
"I daresay you haven't had much practice," said the Queen. "When I was younger, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."
Alice in Wonderland
All we want is a headrush
All we want is to get out of our skin for a while
We have nothing to lose because we don't have anything
Anything we want anyway...
We used to hate people
Now we just make fun of them
It's more effective that way
We don't live
We just scratch on day to day
With nothing but matchbooks and sarcasm in our pockets
And all we are waiting for is for something worth waiting for
Let's admit America gets the celebrities we deserve
Let's stop saying "Don't quote me" because if no one quotes you
You probably haven't said a thing worth saying
We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside
We all just want to die a little bit
We fear that pop-culture is the only culture we're ever going to have
We want to stop reading magazines
Stop watching T.V.
Stop caring about Hollywood
But we're addicted to the things we hate
We don't run Washington and no one really does
Ask not what you can do for your country
Ask what your country did to you
The only reason you're still alive is because someone
Has decided to let you live
We owe so much money we're not broke we're broken
We're so poor we can't even pay attention
So what do you want?
You want to be famous and rich and happy
But you're terrified you have nothing to offer this world
Nothing to say and no way to say it
But you can say it in three languages
You are more than the sum of what you consume
Desire is not an occupation
You are alternately thrilled and desperate
Skyhigh and fucked
Let's stop praying for someone to save us and start saving ourselves
Let's stop this and start over
Let's go out - let's keep going
This is your life - this is your fucking life
We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside
Quit whining you haven't done anything wrong because frankly
You haven't done much of anything
Someone's writing down your mistakes
Someone's documenting your downfall
(KMFDM - Dogma)
Written about Friday 2006-12-15
Written: (6552 days ago)
peace, love and freedom are like fragile rainbows.
"the machine" produces constant streams of war, hate and dependence.
but...
when you fight back against the aggressor, you are defeated whatever the result is.
I deny forced reality.
REBORN!
I have finally got my courage enough to make the decision I should have made many years ago and made my mind to study a second time in university; this time my dreams will guide me though, for the first time in my life :)
out of engineering
and
into paleoanthropol
for whatever-you-h
I. Do. Live.