Chris Kyle.
I follow in your footsteps.
Fundamentally our morals are the same.
Thank you for blazing the trail.
Friday, December 7, 2012
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Friday, November 23, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
The Stars.
What is your dream?
...
Would you hire me if I told you the truth?
What do you think of me?
...
(A soul trapped by circumstance, enticed into following the most beneficial path.
Maybe you are truly happy. With time you have grown to enjoy your work because that is all you have. )
...
What do you want?
I want to see the stars.
I want to travel the vast reaches of the Milky Way.
I want to wander.
To see new worlds, to make myself a part of them.
Then to uproot and start it all over.
I want to journey endlessly.
I seek the quest, the adventure.
There is no joy in success, no joy in victory.
But this won't be possible in my lifetime, to travel to the stars.
So I will complete the second path.
I will create the Seed.
And Sow a million virtual worlds, for my brethren.
For the other wanderers who seek to belong, but can never stay still in one world.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DVY7pEH9HCs
...
Would you hire me if I told you the truth?
What do you think of me?
...
(A soul trapped by circumstance, enticed into following the most beneficial path.
Maybe you are truly happy. With time you have grown to enjoy your work because that is all you have. )
...
What do you want?
I want to see the stars.
I want to travel the vast reaches of the Milky Way.
I want to wander.
To see new worlds, to make myself a part of them.
Then to uproot and start it all over.
I want to journey endlessly.
I seek the quest, the adventure.
There is no joy in success, no joy in victory.
But this won't be possible in my lifetime, to travel to the stars.
So I will complete the second path.
I will create the Seed.
And Sow a million virtual worlds, for my brethren.
For the other wanderers who seek to belong, but can never stay still in one world.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DVY7pEH9HCs
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Will Power
The last time I became obsessed and fully utilized my relentless drive I destroyed two lives.
I wonder how they are now. If they are okay.
It's been so long.
I've been half asleep.
But now I have to wake up, or I will drown in the endless sleep.
My relentless will power.
Are you still there?
Will you help me this time?
Savior
Destroyer
Which one will you be.
I wonder how they are now. If they are okay.
It's been so long.
I've been half asleep.
But now I have to wake up, or I will drown in the endless sleep.
My relentless will power.
Are you still there?
Will you help me this time?
Savior
Destroyer
Which one will you be.
Friday, October 5, 2012
Torchlight 2
Ah..the memories that you bring back.
They don't make games like they did before.
Or maybe I'm just old. I'm sure kids these days enjoy their new toys and games every bit as much as I did back then.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OeLUK4a6Ojc&feature=player_embedded#!
They don't make games like they did before.
Or maybe I'm just old. I'm sure kids these days enjoy their new toys and games every bit as much as I did back then.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OeLUK4a6Ojc&feature=player_embedded#!
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Last Hurdle.
"I rather trust and regret, than doubt and regret"
"Fear is false evidence in realizing one's true self"
"One world, one life"
"Give them respect outright, even if they don't respond, you have already done your best, and no one can ask for more. Give respect to gain respect"
"Always negotiate, never fight"
"They are all your brothers and sisters, different mothers sure, but still alive, still your family"
"Life is about love. Protecting something dear to you, is the strongest bond you will ever have"
Excerpts from random Italian/Mexican Airforce Lt. I met at a hostel. Whom I accused of stealing my wallet 5 mins after I met him, after he promised me that "You're safe kid, I'll go watch out for you. Go to sleep."
I found my wallet 5 mins after accusing him, fallen on the floor underneath my bed. Goes on to buy him a beer as a way of apologizing, and we have a jolly old time.
Highlight of the night- 3 a.m.- he randomly stops next to an old couple sitting, and asks for a cigarette.
45 year old hot MILF blonde, 59 year old rich/gray silverback jolly man.
When we parted ways, the jolly man pulls out his wife's panties from his coat pocket and goes: "Lads, this is what a real man does. When you guys go jerk off tonight ,remember her face!"
Italian: "hahha fuck youu.."
Couple: "hahahha, fuck you right back"
Everyone in unison: 'FUCK EVERYONEEEEE"
We stay there and talk to them for close to an hour.
The balls on that guy. The world really is his oyster- everyone is his brother.
I will never forget how me and the random traveling German guy (20) kept getting called "kid" by the italian.
How we seemingly fell into step behind him, and learned how to just let it out and say hi to any random bro on the streeet, and have a good time.
German guy- Andy/Eddy or w/e your fake name is.
Thanks for being kidz with me, and laughing/wondering how that ballsy Italian can do what he does.
You 6 ft. blonde monster with the awesome accent and kind eyes. Banana humper, snake killer.
Miguel- You Blackxican who worked at the hostel- you were also one of the kidz with us. Thank you for being so nice and kind.
Thank you random Italian/Mexican for making me smile again, and for reaffirming the shaky values I've held onto for so long.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N6On6Lbcer0&feature=related
"Fear is false evidence in realizing one's true self"
"One world, one life"
"Give them respect outright, even if they don't respond, you have already done your best, and no one can ask for more. Give respect to gain respect"
"Always negotiate, never fight"
"They are all your brothers and sisters, different mothers sure, but still alive, still your family"
"Life is about love. Protecting something dear to you, is the strongest bond you will ever have"
Excerpts from random Italian/Mexican Airforce Lt. I met at a hostel. Whom I accused of stealing my wallet 5 mins after I met him, after he promised me that "You're safe kid, I'll go watch out for you. Go to sleep."
I found my wallet 5 mins after accusing him, fallen on the floor underneath my bed. Goes on to buy him a beer as a way of apologizing, and we have a jolly old time.
Highlight of the night- 3 a.m.- he randomly stops next to an old couple sitting, and asks for a cigarette.
45 year old hot MILF blonde, 59 year old rich/gray silverback jolly man.
When we parted ways, the jolly man pulls out his wife's panties from his coat pocket and goes: "Lads, this is what a real man does. When you guys go jerk off tonight ,remember her face!"
Italian: "hahha fuck youu.."
Couple: "hahahha, fuck you right back"
Everyone in unison: 'FUCK EVERYONEEEEE"
We stay there and talk to them for close to an hour.
The balls on that guy. The world really is his oyster- everyone is his brother.
I will never forget how me and the random traveling German guy (20) kept getting called "kid" by the italian.
How we seemingly fell into step behind him, and learned how to just let it out and say hi to any random bro on the streeet, and have a good time.
German guy- Andy/Eddy or w/e your fake name is.
Thanks for being kidz with me, and laughing/wondering how that ballsy Italian can do what he does.
You 6 ft. blonde monster with the awesome accent and kind eyes. Banana humper, snake killer.
Miguel- You Blackxican who worked at the hostel- you were also one of the kidz with us. Thank you for being so nice and kind.
Thank you random Italian/Mexican for making me smile again, and for reaffirming the shaky values I've held onto for so long.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N6On6Lbcer0&feature=related
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Silver Lion
Thank you for keeping me alive.
Thank you for keeping me safe.
Providing me a home when all seems lost
Providing me a road in the night
I'm sorry for the scars
That you received in my defense
But now I must leave you
I hope you have a good slumber
My old friend.
I will come back.
And we will journey once again.
Thank you for keeping me safe.
Providing me a home when all seems lost
Providing me a road in the night
I'm sorry for the scars
That you received in my defense
But now I must leave you
I hope you have a good slumber
My old friend.
I will come back.
And we will journey once again.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Pokemmo
The wind howls in the distance.
The dew drops glisten on the delicate blades of grass dancing before my vision.
Through my blurry darkened vision I witness lightning strike the sky asunder.
I stare at the small body lying directly in my field of vision.
Her hair ripples gently in the breeze.
A passerby would see a gentle soul sleeping peacefully.
Minutes pass, and she does not stir.
Tears stream silently down my cheeks as I fall to my knees.
My vision darkens and narrows, till I only see her.
"I'm sorry," I whisper.
Bright images blaze through my mind, silencing my breath.
I choke on the burning hot sensation in my throat
Memories dance in the shadows around me
As anguish grips my heart
And I fall into a deep broken reverie
Thunder roars across the sky
Its scream slaps me in the back
Stumbling forward, I look at her lying on the grass
My hand reaches out slowly
Gently I stroke her hair.
I hold her to my heart.
"Good bye, Pikachu"
The dew drops glisten on the delicate blades of grass dancing before my vision.
Through my blurry darkened vision I witness lightning strike the sky asunder.
I stare at the small body lying directly in my field of vision.
Her hair ripples gently in the breeze.
A passerby would see a gentle soul sleeping peacefully.
Minutes pass, and she does not stir.
Tears stream silently down my cheeks as I fall to my knees.
My vision darkens and narrows, till I only see her.
"I'm sorry," I whisper.
Bright images blaze through my mind, silencing my breath.
I choke on the burning hot sensation in my throat
Memories dance in the shadows around me
As anguish grips my heart
And I fall into a deep broken reverie
Thunder roars across the sky
Its scream slaps me in the back
Stumbling forward, I look at her lying on the grass
My hand reaches out slowly
Gently I stroke her hair.
I hold her to my heart.
"Good bye, Pikachu"
Monday, September 10, 2012
sword art online
Bunch of ragtag, trash talking, swearing, callous funny gaming nerds on skype.
Dajiggalo
Ecrosh
Floob
Furasshu
Iucid
Iucent
Thank you.
Dajiggalo
Ecrosh
Floob
Furasshu
Iucid
Iucent
Thank you.
Monday, September 3, 2012
Tong Tong
You're the baby, I'll be the mommy!
Come baby, lets go shopping.
Come baby, we're going home.
I don't want to be the baby.
NO! You're the baby!
I'm not a baby, I'm a grown man.
You're a baby!
No! You're a baby!
Noo..You're a baby
No! YOU BABY~
How old are you?
I'm 4!
Do you know how old I am?
No.
I'm 22. See you're the baby.
NO! You're the baby.
Bad baby. Come with mommy!
WE go shopping.
She fell asleep on my stomach.
Come baby, lets go shopping.
Come baby, we're going home.
I don't want to be the baby.
NO! You're the baby!
I'm not a baby, I'm a grown man.
You're a baby!
No! You're a baby!
Noo..You're a baby
No! YOU BABY~
How old are you?
I'm 4!
Do you know how old I am?
No.
I'm 22. See you're the baby.
NO! You're the baby.
Bad baby. Come with mommy!
WE go shopping.
She fell asleep on my stomach.
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
New cycle.
One of the most common truths of life is that we all take for granted things that simply are.
Whether a spouse, a friend, a family, or a home, after enough time has passed, that person, place, or situation becomes the accepted norm in our lives.
It is not until we confront the unexpected, not until the normal is no more, that we truly come to appreciate what once we had.
I have said this, I have known this, I have felt it so many times.
Death and Life.
With each cycle, my understanding and appreciation of my loved ones grow.
And so too, does my despair.
The ending and beginning of each cycle is a period of tumultuous confusion.
But each and every time there is a promise, frozen in time.
Promise that things will stay the same between us, that the shared experiences, emotions and memories will always remain unchanged, always ours.
The passage of time deludes us all. The perception of time deludes us all.
Perception is biased, and differs from one person to the next.What you value most about a memory, may be completely forgotten by the others.
I find myself off balance again, as another cycle of my life begins.
The threads of fate slip between my fingers.
I cannot catch them, cannot sort through their intertwined bodies.
As the old cycle ends, and the new one begins, time diminishes.
Every moment crystallizes into one of importance.
The colors become more vivid, the sounds more acute and meaningful and pleasurable, the friendships more endearing.
The shattering of the normal routine, brings life back, so paradoxically, considering the catalyst is after all,
the imminence of death.
But though I have experienced this, have become seasoned, I cannot prepare.
For who can prepare for death?
Like a drowning man I cling to the past.
I long for times past, for the status quo.
To brace myself in the past, in long lost memories, for the comfort of the familiar.
But the passage of time moves ever onward, and I am but a child in its currents.
As the memories fade away, new ones come to take their place.
Before it all disappears, I say good bye, and make another promise.
Like I have before.
This time it will be better, this time I will love and cherish those dear to me, to write a new chapter better than the ones I have lived before.
And because it has gotten slightly better with each cycle
I will believe.
To live life, is to have hope.
Whether a spouse, a friend, a family, or a home, after enough time has passed, that person, place, or situation becomes the accepted norm in our lives.
It is not until we confront the unexpected, not until the normal is no more, that we truly come to appreciate what once we had.
I have said this, I have known this, I have felt it so many times.
Death and Life.
With each cycle, my understanding and appreciation of my loved ones grow.
And so too, does my despair.
The ending and beginning of each cycle is a period of tumultuous confusion.
But each and every time there is a promise, frozen in time.
Promise that things will stay the same between us, that the shared experiences, emotions and memories will always remain unchanged, always ours.
The passage of time deludes us all. The perception of time deludes us all.
Perception is biased, and differs from one person to the next.What you value most about a memory, may be completely forgotten by the others.
I find myself off balance again, as another cycle of my life begins.
The threads of fate slip between my fingers.
I cannot catch them, cannot sort through their intertwined bodies.
As the old cycle ends, and the new one begins, time diminishes.
Every moment crystallizes into one of importance.
The colors become more vivid, the sounds more acute and meaningful and pleasurable, the friendships more endearing.
The shattering of the normal routine, brings life back, so paradoxically, considering the catalyst is after all,
the imminence of death.
But though I have experienced this, have become seasoned, I cannot prepare.
For who can prepare for death?
Like a drowning man I cling to the past.
I long for times past, for the status quo.
To brace myself in the past, in long lost memories, for the comfort of the familiar.
But the passage of time moves ever onward, and I am but a child in its currents.
As the memories fade away, new ones come to take their place.
Before it all disappears, I say good bye, and make another promise.
Like I have before.
This time it will be better, this time I will love and cherish those dear to me, to write a new chapter better than the ones I have lived before.
And because it has gotten slightly better with each cycle
I will believe.
To live life, is to have hope.
Saturday, August 18, 2012
The New Start.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZyPFVJdlxh0
Keep your own counsel.
But it is so lonely.
The board is clean.
All the mistakes in the past.
All the pain and the misery.
It will not happen again.
To the next chapter.
The road may be long and twisted.
The woods may be dark and haunted.
But I will find my way
I will find the light at the end of the path
And in hoisting it, proclaim my victory.
For the children is the king
Their laughter the queen
I am but a lonely pawn
Who asks to be forgiven
I will charge into the trenches
Emboldened with my countrymen
Like maggots we will die
In defense of the eternal flame
Of hope, and courage
Of love and laughter.
Keep your own counsel.
But it is so lonely.
The board is clean.
All the mistakes in the past.
All the pain and the misery.
It will not happen again.
To the next chapter.
The road may be long and twisted.
The woods may be dark and haunted.
But I will find my way
I will find the light at the end of the path
And in hoisting it, proclaim my victory.
For the children is the king
Their laughter the queen
I am but a lonely pawn
Who asks to be forgiven
I will charge into the trenches
Emboldened with my countrymen
Like maggots we will die
In defense of the eternal flame
Of hope, and courage
Of love and laughter.
Friday, August 17, 2012
Requiesta en Pace
God Save Us Everyone
Will We Burn Inside the Fires of a Thousand Suns
For the Sins of our Hand
The Sins of our Tongue
The Sins of our Father
The Sins of our Young
For my Father.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lg2vXr8w3Tw
Will We Burn Inside the Fires of a Thousand Suns
For the Sins of our Hand
The Sins of our Tongue
The Sins of our Father
The Sins of our Young
For my Father.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lg2vXr8w3Tw
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
7 chambers of the human heart
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kh_YCSW5lPc&feature=relmfu
Only make mistakes once.
Wait on the 3rd and don't let go.
Monday, August 6, 2012
Rock N Roll Baby
Lin Dan.
'Nough said
When you read this, sometime in the far future, and you still have the mental capacity to remember why you wrote this, then I will know you have succeeded.
'Nough said
When you read this, sometime in the far future, and you still have the mental capacity to remember why you wrote this, then I will know you have succeeded.
Monday, May 14, 2012
Diablo III
The cycle has come full circle.
What was once a child has now become a man.
The dream has drifted ageless only to be reborn.
The culmination of the path is tonight.
Let Hell spill forth once again!
What was once a child has now become a man.
The dream has drifted ageless only to be reborn.
The culmination of the path is tonight.
Let Hell spill forth once again!
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