man in the fridge

we live in a world full of deceptions, theories created by demented mortals, philosophies from alcoholics, artworks from psychotics, music from the deaf, and a whole lot of brilliant drop outs who loves knowledge but just can stand formal learning.

we see a lot of people falling in love, couples filing for annulment, legal separation or divorce. we see girls crying because of playboy boyfriends, boyfriends commiting suicide due to weird cheating girlfriends. we have seen a lot of movies about love and hate, humanity and inhumanity, chaos and hope and things i could not think of. we have seen beautiful faces, and the  not so good ones too, we had fights and swore for many times, bled, got drunk(for some), had sex(for some), and gone too far on various occasions.

we had enough of people blaming others for their mistakes, and people who cant afford to take risks for somethings i just could not justify. how much can we take of such intolerable people who just cant get the idea of not crossing the line of fallacy and most especially following life’s simple rule, never mess up with someones realm of tolerance. and never curse someone for not fulfilling their promises, once in a while if this happens, try to look at yourself maybe youve done something that should have not been. ahhh how much can you take being fallible? i dont know… cause i am never perfect. are you?

-darkmau-

Malaya!

pinipilit na iiwasan ang sinag ng buwan, utak ay napadpad sa kawalan. naglalapat ang aking kamay sa isang pluma, na dugo ang tinta, at ang kwento ay pakikibaka. sa malayang mundo, maraming nagbabago, ang lahat ng bagay ay di pala totoo.

sa unang talata, may talinghaga isang pag aaklas ng isang panimula. namimilit gumawa ng awit, habang pinagtutugma, ang bawat salita. musikang nag uugnay sa bawat sanaysay, isang katahimikan dala ng likot ng isipan.

panandaliang naidlip upang sa kasinungalingan masilip, mga kwento ng buhay na pilit pinapatay. mga malulungkot na kahapon, pilit nilulunod sa pag agos ng luha, habang pinipilit aminin ng aking pluma ang bawat katotohanan na natatakpan ng mga kasinungalingan.

-darkamau-

MALAYA!

i post for no reason hoping that you will read a thought of an empty mind. i post for no particular inspiration, hoping that you could see someting despite the totality of oblivion. i post words that are not coherent and gramatically imperfect. i post cliches that really can not mean a thing, rhyming that will not be posting logical or philosophical meaning.

i post as i waste the remaining time in abyss.i post to find the space inside the hollow existence of my center. i post not for you to read between the lines, or pyschoanalyse the cryptic psycho motors of my system..  i post not to find a bigbang theory that would alter the universe.i post not to seek God, for alms or for power, i place my hand in each of the letters in the keyboard not being bothered by the darkness.

i post to get my existence, to squander each precious second of this mighty life, i post to hang thoughts in mid air and solemnly bearing sorrows of unknown in no particular reason.i post to forget each of the things i have learned of basic composition, from fragmentation to logical scheme.  i post not to have sense of being or have that feeling of electricity.. i post for in the end, i found courage to deviate in everything sensible…

i post for nothing….

cause in this state there is something…

more logical to everything.

-darkmau-

MALAYA!

at a snap, things just finally made sense. i dont know how it happened, but sometimes, i intend to make it work, simplicity is the key to understand such complex theory. if it would really work then it should have to. yes i am hopeful, and its good to believe, which only means i can continue to live.

thanks to this mechanism, i had found a bridge a gap to my demented tortured soul. the search could be over, or is it rally over?quick hide me in the cover! but please dont say well never have our time together.

hhhmmm… i smell love.. let it come… let it flow…please my pearl.. let it grow..

-darkmau

MALAYA!

dont you wish you are always in love? it really wont matter with how would you describe that feeling, what matters is you feel the ecstacy of being high. the best drug that our body could ever produce, the sensation of our brainwaves which sends signals to each part of our system, which would even transcend to other people. that is something, and sometimes that is evrything we need to keep on going.

but wishing is different from feeling. and i have ran out words to explain such thought….

-darkmau-

MALAYA!

some things are meant to be compatible for the rest of their lives. while some for  basic reasons of fate they would always repel.for some may have been happy for such unexplainable reasons, some are still stuck to such intolerable pain of tortured past.

while everday seems like a journey for some, it would always be gruelling to some,  one would like time be moved fast forward, the other is desperate to keep it still. just like lovers in stranted against the will of time, one must go and the other must stay, but both want a miracle to happen.

if one speak the truth, another would be lying, while one would liketo continue living, another one surrenders. while someone like me is desperately trying to find the right strokes of words, it would be difficult. once i had it all, the touch, the stroke the prose and the meaning to rhyme it all, but on the edge i am still weaving…dreaming.

-a post withdrawal syndrome from caffeine and nicotine-

-darkmau-

MALAYA!

a moron once wished that id have all the bad lucks in the world. and so i smiled. another schizo added that im addicted to girls, so again i smiled and in my mind revolved a thought, ive been good but they are bad. while i tried to make their dreams and fantasies come true they were busy capsulizing my existence. while i was being honest, they lied. and when i love they laugh.

so with this untidy situation, can i still have a great thought of difference? when so many eyes and narrow minds judged me for who i am not. when all my good deeds were simply washed by their fake tears and silly cursing. the more these females, tie me on the edge of the world, the more they would feel the despair, the more they think and feel the darkness in me, the more they can never learn to forgive. but in this era, it really wont matter anymore.

my immunity to such shallow minds and false hearts, i  still remain me. unblemished, stoned, half dead. they just come and go, and i still remain in darkness.

-darkmau-

MALAYA!

while everything turns and time keeps on flying. i keep on trying to slow things off, but to no avail it can never be done. so im struck to one general truth, somethings can never be done, while some remain changing, some entities are constant.

i can not make a falling leaf return to its branch, i could not defy the nature of time, the ways of how fate and uncertainty crossing to painful reality.

while all the good ones are taken by those bad crops, the river of tears and deception keep on falling. while i keep on writing and no one ever reads, it still wont matter, life goes on, redundant and eternal.

some keep on being strucked by the chaotic idea that love is real, and its sweet and all nonsense stuff about such crap. the world is really standing on the great chaotic foundation of diversity. a place where fallacy and logic meet halfway.

-darkmau-

MALAYA!