This Is The End

To stand on top of the highest cliff.
To feel the wind tearing at my clothes, the elements.
The only truth left in a world of lies and hypocrisy.
The beauty of the abyss.
The anticipation, like anticipating the greatest sex, an existential foreplay.
Looking down into oblivion and voidness.
The ground far, far away as it seems from here, but in reality only a couple of seconds away.
Standing there.
Feeling eternity in a restricted world.
Feeling a decision in a prefabricated existence.

To draw the final breath,
To make that little step,
To know, that for once a decision was made,
To feel one foot above the abyss,
To think for a split second you can float in the air like the cartoon characters on TV,
To feel losing balance,
To fall,
To gain speed,
To have the air tear at your hair and clothes,
To feel the cold wind violently caress you,
To see the ground coming closer,
To scream in orgiastic excitement,
To know what you have done,
To know that you have done something for once.

Maybe even: To doubt,
To regret,
To wish yourself back to the top of the peak that you are pacing away from.
Mercilessly
To fly into annihilation,
To see the truth, whether it is a beautiful or an unbearable truth for the fraction of a second only.

Those 10 seconds would be - must be - will be much more revealing than 10 years of most other people,
Than the whole life of most other people. More true, essential, focused, divine. Purer. 70 years forced into seconds. Refined into pure knowledge and truth.

Those 10 seconds would be - must be - will be worth a lifetime.

A worthy payment for endless agony

No more endless, unbearable pain.
No more routine.
No more repetition.
No more

Feeling

Feels disgusted? Then, find a way to vanish this feeling. Either you want to do it on your own way, by figure out something, or you can just ask some advice from your friends.

This feeling I tell you, is a beautiful feeling, it could awakened the beast in you, and then, without hesitation, the intense of killing rise up upon you. God, please stop, I don't to talk about something terrible anymore, I want to talk about something's nice, beautiful, that if you read my post, you will feels like jumping around, dance around the poll, smiling and waving to other people. What a wonderful world.

If you take a stroll at park in the evening, wearing a flowery shirts buttoned up to the top, tucked in your loose pant, listening to "The Climb" by Miley Cyrus, what a gay person you had become. No, no, that is not the point, the point here is, you can release some of your problem, (if you know what I mean, erkh, I'd rather not), absorb the nature, so beautiful. You will have the great common relationship with other people by giving them a nice smile, have a chat with them, even with the strangers (if I'm the one of those strangers, I would say, "Fuck you").

There are many other way to free up yourself in positive ways. Try it, you will live in peace.

*Please forgive me, if I'm hypocrite*

Fall To The Top

So far, I've been doing a whole lot of things with mt heart standing beside a devil who wrote his name with a liquid paper. Never mind the introduction. You know, we always walk with our eyes stared to the top and the front, but never look back. The significance in what I'm trying to say here is what we all doing all these years is right, if we look back, we might fall into the shit-hole. What the fuck am I try to write here? I'm so sorry for my ridiculousness (is this word exist in this world?).

Just remember one thing, no one is too lucky or too fuck-up. Everyone are just the same (never heard of this world? you should kill yourself with a bloody razor blade). You shouldn't go around, and be a fucker, try to show good you are, because I know, you had realized, that someday, if you don't stop this fucking thing you do, you'll be chop to death by a truck! So just be a person, smile to other people, be nice, and who know, you will live to the end of your life peacefully (although you will be murder by me, cause I really HATE you, but still a soft-killing).

No, I'm not a murderer, I will not do something as terrible as that. I'm just kidding. Now just let all of us laugh together, because you know it's a great joke (is it?). *Sigh*, you know (the one who I hate), you have a very innocent face that a pig could have, you running and jumping around, expecting people to adore you (in which I really fall into that), and then when you know that you can get close to them easily, you will suck their blood till dry (am I talking about a pig or a mosquito here, you figure it out yourself). God, I really hate you, how can a person, or a pig will be more appropriate, live happily in this world? Oh God, please take this creature of Yours away from us.

Now, I want to ask all of you my fellow reader, is this a great story or what? I want to make it as a box office movie, I'm sure it is great, right? (waiting for the answer 5 minutes later, still no answer). Yeah, thank you, it is great. Ok, I can't hardly wait to publish this. God, what a story.

*err, I don't know, part of this is a lie, which one? You tell me.*

Your tragic affair

With a stolen heart, er actually, a stolen piece of bloody heart your mom, I kept writing here. Bear in mind that I have no intention of getting any publicity, just writing what crossing my mind (if there are any recognition, much appreciated either). That's why, most of my writing if you notice, will make you say, "What the hell", so what the hell too (please read in a right intonation).

What's in my mind even your great aunt's mind, cannot be project 100% correct, original into a piece of paper,(in this case, into words). So I tried as much precise as I could to tell all of you my fellow readers (ergh!!!), what's in my mind. Right now, nothing big to been discuss in this post. Who knows, while I'm writing this, I will have something great to share to all of you ladies, I mean to guys also. So, don't be upset if you read this entire post, and without realizing the statement "What the hell" (again), come out from your mouth, so what the hell.

I have live so many years looking at my pet, Little Ant, Zacob, (it's an ant, her name taken from a character in Twilight, as she love him so much. How do I know? Nevermind), betrayed me as I love her to the fullest, carres her, pat her when she need me. She lied to me (in which aspect? Once again, nevermind), in a very cruel way. But I still love her, nah I lied, I feed her to a tapir. So, what I want to tell you is, fuck you pet, in the right way I mean.

The Great Lost of Jimmy "The Rev" Sullivan

I can't hold myself from make an assumption of the way The Rev die late last year. He is a legend yet so young to die, what a waste. I think this could be the sign that he is too great for this world to have him as a drummer, that's why he was 'taken' away, because he want to 'spread' himself and his talent to the others drummer and musician in this world. The power of his talent in music is too great and with a great power come a great responsibility. He is responsible to nurture other talent in this world, by being promoting to the Department of Music in heaven.

There's a rumor being spread-wide said that The Rev had a deal with a devil to give him a great talent in music, and in return, he must give his life at a young age. He kept telling Shadow that, he will become a rock star (in fact, more than a rock star, he is Rock Legend), and he will die before the age of 30. But in my opinion, he didn't ask the devil to give him the talent, but to take half of his talent to give it to other people around the world. And that's why he died early, because his talent is his life, and his life has been half-taken, maybe more.

The new single of Avenged Sevenfold, Nightmare gave us a lil' bit picture of their sadness and how the feels of regret they're having in losing The Rev. About a deal with devil, and why he leave us. If you listen carefully, maybe you can hear The Rev's voice,I DO!!!

To Jimmy "The Rev" Sullivan, I know you can hear me, I miss you, really.

From your big fan, Amirul...:'(

Story of a Boy

Do you remember the story of a boy and his first date? She took him to the lake and he fell in love.
She spent one summer waking up between his arm. She told him how good that felt, and told him he was the one.

But then she went away, his calls were not return, He went to see her, but her eyes were burning a different stare, the focus was somewhere else, and that feeling is somehow disappear.

Do you remember when they both drove out of state? Stealing kisses behind her cousin's back, with the love so strong tell me who could wait.

When it seem so right, and it feels so right, it had to be right. But then she went away, and she's not coming back, and I'm pretty sure that boy is staying in tonight...

Thanks to Alkaline trio, for their song, "She Took Him To The Lake"

I'm a boring creature, thanks to you...

So today, we're gonna learn how to solve the algebra problem. First of all, stick out your middle finger to your girlfriend and shout, "hey, what a nice dress you have here, I love you babe"..

I'm sorry, I don't know what I'm talking about, but guess what, the president of your country also don't give a shit what's he is babbling about on that nice looking podifuckingum, as long as what he read on that piece of crap, sounds good and can win a fucking election. You know, we always think that a snail who creeping slowly on the grass, is a boring creature and of course don't have life. But I think, they are the only creature who spend most of their times thinking of the matter of this world. What a snail...

"We are the standout shout! This world unfair! We want a change!" Hey, grow up please, you don't want someone get close to you, and realize that your ball has been crushed hard. Don't be a poser, be a man!..Act speak louder than your mom...

Lose my breath

The faith has taken up my pride to stop it from being destroyed by the feeling of unconsciousness while I put my life at stake in making the heart of mine believe that love will put my miseries away and considering that I am still fighting for this chance hoping that I will find peace I will lose my breath.

Down From The Sky!!!

A chasm grows, with the cavity of serpentine teeth. Hunger pangs strike, for the sweet feast of innocent bloodshed.
Now here we go.
The vampires feed on the wars of mankind. Growing fat on the throne of an empire, tyrant rules with the threat of a great fire. I've opened up my eyes seen the world for what it's worth. Tears rain down from the sky. They'll blow it all to bits, to prove whose god wields all the power, fire rains down from the sky.
The gaping wounds, hemorrhaging the blood from which they feast. Eat us alive, consume to feed a hunger with no hunger with no end.
Let's fucking go.
This battle's not the same, which they have led us to believe a synthesis of propaganda, terror and deceit. We are the cattle, they the slaughter, our meat: gasoline. They pump us through the machine's valves, to cleanse the world's "disease". We are the ammunition, that will cause all life to cease.
Annihilate.
All those who stand in their way.
Obliterate.
They'll rain their holocaust.
Down from the sky.

Extracted from, "Down From The Sky by TRIVIUM"

Try to come back

First of all, I don't give a fuck to people who tell me that I don't have a fucking principal. It's me who decide my life and I am now back to blogger world trying to share what in my mind..Hope you enjoy staying in...