Write away super hay
this life and love collides in mind, death to the sons of those unbelievers for they do not speak our language and they did not know the experience endured. That man was sitting alone on a bench waiting for the right moment to snare at his intended prey. Along came this wild beast, mighty with wisdom and spoke to those who were willing to listen. Its hand crept up to the groin, stiffening the branches of the undestructible trees until mildew came gushing out while one part of the tree suddenly couldn't contain itself and succumb to the ground. But the people there walk on, unperturbed, refusing to care, for another natural occurence passed by. Two in one night, a historic feat some would declare but this bitter taste still lingers inside this mouth of mine. Come to this site, so everyone would gather and see how snow white gleams with pride when her stepmother slipped down the cliff.
Middle Finger
This blog is about writing things as it is, forget about other people's or your own genius! just write whatever that come to mind without any pre notion idea or care about syntax error or incomprehensible grammar or whatever just write what may!!
Saturday, May 20, 2006
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
ignorance is
this light coming out from my tongue
sprinkling bright piercing through my saliva
glistening and crowding away from the dead skin
Of a face that used to be a half person
variables, that's the technique employed
when an identity is asked upon
sprinkling bright piercing through my saliva
glistening and crowding away from the dead skin
Of a face that used to be a half person
variables, that's the technique employed
when an identity is asked upon
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
roll

the chaos, of giving your best but not being good enough. Of being accused as the masterminder of a petty crime, walking with disgust to the police station, halfly remembered the registration number. Of forgetting the group of persons who without prejudice helped you stand on your feet, getting out the first aid kit trying to calm you down. the bittersweet experience of hanging out night after night at the park. different sorts of personality with one common goal, either sex or money, intertwining elements that gets people going. words do give impact to any situation, they cajoles, attracts and binds others into doing unbelievable things. I'm faltering, i'm the leaning statue of buddha. of having a lean face and a lean personality. Backing inwards, i'm lost in myself, my stoic approach did not gets to the flying colour results I was hoping. Change is inevitable, hold me to your deeper bone, let me hear it cracks open away out of your chest. Let the birds of prey fly away from your ribcage, the pain would lasts you longer, the pain would toughen you up. Never die when you allowed yourself to live. Stacking of emotions, welling of tears, blurred visions, strong sensation slowly protruding the nose. what is your worth to yourself? where can i find the worth weighing machine. Alice doesnt live here anymore, Lucy is not in the sky with diamonds, Calm is a fiction. This mind works in different directions and wouldnt want to act straight.
Friday, September 30, 2005
How i hate staring at a blank page
Write away super hay
Typing while holding your keyboard on air, with one leg up and the sensation of passing air constantly becomes pleasurable. Sleeping without your clothes on, a hidden sign of exhibitionism. Smoking away your consciousness, blanking out your problems with anti-acknowledgement devices. To whom would you run to again and again. Dream is your remedy.
Typing while holding your keyboard on air, with one leg up and the sensation of passing air constantly becomes pleasurable. Sleeping without your clothes on, a hidden sign of exhibitionism. Smoking away your consciousness, blanking out your problems with anti-acknowledgement devices. To whom would you run to again and again. Dream is your remedy.
Friday, September 16, 2005

Write away super hay
hey monkey with the orange shirt, slow down, slow down, you're not ahead or behind
unceasingly ruddy with altruism. Convulsed winnowed temperamental psyche. Through what life could a tranny lead her life. Going to the park again, selling your used goods again. Sitting down, starry eyes, whistling loudly inside your heart, cheap thrill, sexless. And so the overweight man passed by you with his motorcycle, ignoring your existence though you simply couldn't care less. And then your friend moved in near the park, so as to have more males to goggle at.
Monday, August 22, 2005
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
yellow

of having less liability and less money
where the hell i'm going
at a thousand miles per second
slow down, slow down
look around you
smile when you're needed to
this car is here to stay
Saturday, August 06, 2005
i'm on a roll
Write away super hay
the river crawls slowly upstream to the hill
the gaussed terrain exhausted by the mild wind
grains of unspeakable worships roaming sparsely through the air
giant steps leaping over the deadly spiked rocks
as the life value by most became increasingly unbearable
the thoughts of concern passed over the reasonableness test
that knowing scratch, the one that did not need rationalization
idle through impermeable existence of the non-fact
the animals around you gaping inquisiting the value of your compassions
the river crawls slowly upstream to the hill
the gaussed terrain exhausted by the mild wind
grains of unspeakable worships roaming sparsely through the air
giant steps leaping over the deadly spiked rocks
as the life value by most became increasingly unbearable
the thoughts of concern passed over the reasonableness test
that knowing scratch, the one that did not need rationalization
idle through impermeable existence of the non-fact
the animals around you gaping inquisiting the value of your compassions
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
idle
Write away super hay
kill the mankind left hook, tight jab, praise be the wandering glass
swarms of birds hitting the clouds, vaporize
spreading colors of monomyth, the city was put to an end
kill the mankind left hook, tight jab, praise be the wandering glass
swarms of birds hitting the clouds, vaporize
spreading colors of monomyth, the city was put to an end
Monday, July 18, 2005
Sunday, July 17, 2005
YASIR malaysian idol
Write away super hay
i cried when he opens his mouth and sing his song, so confident, so sure of himself and hoping for others to follow through and give him the glimmer of hopes he has been actively pursuing. But deep down, I know, and i would say that he knew too that it's all about looks, make-believe and popularity which he lacks in all department. But he damn gave it a try, dont worry Yaser, your strength and determination embodies our kind, whatever the result be, you are one of the better singer. Maybe malaysia is not your forte. And as for the unfair comments you have to endure, the name-calling from every corner, the knowing giggling and prejudice, you certainly have prove them wrong with your heart. Why we must be mean to others anyway when we, ourselves are pretty insecure with our own life, why pass, over the top judgment, when we cant even stand even a mild one.
i cried when he opens his mouth and sing his song, so confident, so sure of himself and hoping for others to follow through and give him the glimmer of hopes he has been actively pursuing. But deep down, I know, and i would say that he knew too that it's all about looks, make-believe and popularity which he lacks in all department. But he damn gave it a try, dont worry Yaser, your strength and determination embodies our kind, whatever the result be, you are one of the better singer. Maybe malaysia is not your forte. And as for the unfair comments you have to endure, the name-calling from every corner, the knowing giggling and prejudice, you certainly have prove them wrong with your heart. Why we must be mean to others anyway when we, ourselves are pretty insecure with our own life, why pass, over the top judgment, when we cant even stand even a mild one.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Reap
Write away super hay
wouldn't want to be an alarmist, this thoughts rolling out for deciphering, calling one's bluff, of withering moments of a civilization. The pre-empted strike was inevitable, as some would proudly points out. I wish to look at the other side please, what made them coming into that conclusion? when hot hard breath are just beneath your neck, would you just stay put or simply react. The morning rush, dissipated souls wandering away from common congregation. where to, then the emphaty? where to will the ignorance sets in? Purpose, the sole breadwinner of a society. Unleashed hatreds and confusions, sow this.
wouldn't want to be an alarmist, this thoughts rolling out for deciphering, calling one's bluff, of withering moments of a civilization. The pre-empted strike was inevitable, as some would proudly points out. I wish to look at the other side please, what made them coming into that conclusion? when hot hard breath are just beneath your neck, would you just stay put or simply react. The morning rush, dissipated souls wandering away from common congregation. where to, then the emphaty? where to will the ignorance sets in? Purpose, the sole breadwinner of a society. Unleashed hatreds and confusions, sow this.
Friday, July 08, 2005
underground
Write away super hay
want you to notice
want you to gargle out your ignorance
spit it to your bare feet
let the slimy cold crept right to your mind
want you to notice
want you to gargle out your ignorance
spit it to your bare feet
let the slimy cold crept right to your mind
Saturday, July 02, 2005
Write away super hay
lost in what everyone's been talking to, share what people do not mind staring at, lay down to where the bunker was placed. May replenishing her duty off somewhere, this insecurity of people behind your back, prodding inquisitively on your private life. The sensation of letting your unknowns known to others. Now, the sweetness tingles as you sweat over on an enclosed space. Derailed yourself as the same song came recurring 24/7. Getting into the bus, when it's stationary nonetheless. Waiting for that magical moment of chance encounters, seems not apparent, not at least in this immediate future.
lost in what everyone's been talking to, share what people do not mind staring at, lay down to where the bunker was placed. May replenishing her duty off somewhere, this insecurity of people behind your back, prodding inquisitively on your private life. The sensation of letting your unknowns known to others. Now, the sweetness tingles as you sweat over on an enclosed space. Derailed yourself as the same song came recurring 24/7. Getting into the bus, when it's stationary nonetheless. Waiting for that magical moment of chance encounters, seems not apparent, not at least in this immediate future.
Thursday, June 30, 2005
revere
Write away super hay
hounds all the dreams you ever had
peels it off, squeeze it dry
rollicking your head to the inaudible tempo
waiting for the itch to die down
of the backstabbings
on the backstage of your life
hounds all the dreams you ever had
peels it off, squeeze it dry
rollicking your head to the inaudible tempo
waiting for the itch to die down
of the backstabbings
on the backstage of your life
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