When the things that make us tend to break us, we ask ourselves how can we be remade again? Who do I have to call my friend when they can't relate to what it is I've been in? Or how do we at least get our mind off of this line
this line... that I constantly see
this line... it's become a nightmare in the depths of my dreams
this line... doesn't allow me to sleep
this line... only places me in bed to weep.
I can't count sheep this time
But I can write what's on my mind.
I would call it venting until I get lost
It's like the pen took away my life at depressions cost.
Maybe i can learn not to cry there
I may not know what to do
but may I'm not supposed to know, or even think on it.
Maybe I should just do.
Would you kill me if I told you not to take life too seriously
For not relating but wishing to help thee?
Or would you sit and listen
consider what walls life built around you and forget them?
Because of our past, we think about our future. Not realizing our present needs us to present the solution.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Radiational Barriers
I couldn't call this a writer's block,
Because I already know of where I'm starting at.
The question is, "Where will I be when I stop?"
Can I afford to think past the extent?
Now if I do this, my mind's gotta be set.
Too many times have I thrown my thoughts in the trash.
Feeling dumb, but no longer shall I just let
lazyness come and cover me up in a mask.
I have a dream, better yet I have a vision.
It won't come to past without the hardships.
Now it's best to say that I'm on a mission,
and something has to manafest from it regardless.
It could be nothing because I'm always relazing
Or, the next step because I went about my business.
But which road have I stayed in contact with?
How can I use it to examinate my wishes?
I've clichéd the phrase that faith is dead without any work.
Soam I non-existant from being idle?
In other words, do I live a life without any worth
because I don't do the work that I subscribe to?
That would mean the broken bondages wait out until birth.
A man holding to nothing for survival.
My apathetical ways contribute to my own girth,
which means my own mentality is my rival.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not the crazy one here.
It's just a war that I fight, we all tend to face them.
But then again, when your dreams pop-up then disappear
then it's insanity when you choose not to create them.
What did I do all this time, I can't seem to recall.
And yet another opportunity just passes me by.
But no more need I let these slip pass me and fall.
They only rise in accordance with the way that I try.
Because I already know of where I'm starting at.
The question is, "Where will I be when I stop?"
Can I afford to think past the extent?
Now if I do this, my mind's gotta be set.
Too many times have I thrown my thoughts in the trash.
Feeling dumb, but no longer shall I just let
lazyness come and cover me up in a mask.
I have a dream, better yet I have a vision.
It won't come to past without the hardships.
Now it's best to say that I'm on a mission,
and something has to manafest from it regardless.
It could be nothing because I'm always relazing
Or, the next step because I went about my business.
But which road have I stayed in contact with?
How can I use it to examinate my wishes?
I've clichéd the phrase that faith is dead without any work.
Soam I non-existant from being idle?
In other words, do I live a life without any worth
because I don't do the work that I subscribe to?
That would mean the broken bondages wait out until birth.
A man holding to nothing for survival.
My apathetical ways contribute to my own girth,
which means my own mentality is my rival.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not the crazy one here.
It's just a war that I fight, we all tend to face them.
But then again, when your dreams pop-up then disappear
then it's insanity when you choose not to create them.
What did I do all this time, I can't seem to recall.
And yet another opportunity just passes me by.
But no more need I let these slip pass me and fall.
They only rise in accordance with the way that I try.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
This is the revolution of video gaming

I was looking around for some cool "Package Design" efforts and I happen to run into this little game. LOL, the piano wizard. What will they think of next? It's pretty cool, while at the same time, pretty funny. But just imagine where this game could take you. This could probably teach me to play an instrument (finally. But I prefer wind instruments.) You can catch the blues or get jazzed up on video games with a nice little package like this. What I do admire about this design is that it's quick, straight-forward and to the point...DIRECTLY. That's something I like at times. I guess the creativity of it is sealed inside somewhere. And it doesn't throw you off either. They want you to know that this thing is about a piano. But what caught me off guard was the fact it was called piano wizard. LOL. I think once the ball gets rolling for this thing, it'll be big hit. It'll definitely surpass Guitar Hero.
Adventurous Calendar

When you go on your little Civilian adventures, just remember to keep with you a handy dandy calendar. Without it, you'll lose track of time. Wondering how you got five years older in what only seemed to feel like five months. Hey it happens. My type of Calendars (The ones I consider for an adventure) are the ones with images. Specifically Landscaping Photography because it takes you on an adventure without words (or not necessary with words). Look at the one I posted up. The little lighthouse at the top by the waves is pretty pretty cool. I seriously don't know what it is about lighthouses but they truly do appeal to me in a subtle sort of way. Hmm, maybe I'm destined to travel to one. The closest I must have been to one in actuality is when I went over to Hilton Head. That's over in one of those Carolinian states, though I can't remember which one in particular. But yeah, lighthouses call out to me. I must be on a pathway of darkness with the lighthouse being my only way out. And I steady go towards it until the light flickers out.
The Poster overrides the Post...

If and whenever you get to a point of life where you don't know what to do next or where to go, remember to keep this in mind. What good is an event without an event poster? Sometimes you gotta look up at your mental bulletin board and see what event poster has been posted. If you happen to see nothing then that's when you make your own poster. Don't worry, it's a big opportunity for innovation. Create anything you want for display. Look at this poster I put up. I didn't even read it but it's advertising beautifully. That's going to be the greatest fun out of this. To be able to have fun to the point that you forget the forth coming event. It's all about the design of things I guess. No one wants to wait and sit there out of pure boredom. No, when EX-ing things out are called for then by all means Ex something out.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
The Urban sides of Life

(I recently interviewed a Sub-Urbanite who told me about this store. Y'see, I was paying attention to "Urban Typography" that it showed. But he tried to "understand it." an intellectual indeed lol)
"The most relatable to the Urban scene is Urban Outfitters. I noticed how these people are with there... confinements. You walk down the streets and all your stores are next to each other like they were houses. I always wondered why the city couldn't invest in a mall. I mean, what is it about being outside. But when I finally saw some pictures of the city life on the internet, I fell in love with it. It's like an adrenaline rush. I love how people run across the street to race pass the vehicle that's so close to smashing into him. Alot of accidents here and there, it's wild. Very dangerous, yet adventurous. I can't wait to walk down D.C. with those White guys with their long tube stocks..."
There was much more to it but believe I laughed through the entire thing.
:D!!!...
Mickey :D's is universal...

Whoo!!! after a long day of work (At Shoppers Food Warehouse ^_~.) Sometimes you must sit down and grab yourself a bite to eat. What better place to go than the good old faithful McDONALDS!!! :D... As a kid i used to geek and feen for some McDonalds like it was a drug or something. Don't worry it's only bad to get addicted if you continously ask the cashier to please SuperSize. But that's been off the menu since that documentary release. Other than that, you can eat McDonalds all you want...lol. but yeah, check out the "Asian Typography" of McDonalds. Boy them Asians got themselves some good eating don't they? All those chinese characters are the coolest. No matter what character or word written in chinese, if it's written on a karate suit, it looks cool. It's better for me to put on a karate suit that has "McDonalds" written on it in Chinese than to put "BOB" in English on it. Every person I fight would then wonder "Who's Bob?" and then make jokes than actually fight. *sigh* so Chinese letters over English.
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