Thursday, November 15, 2018
Maybe Fate is Waiting

I am given a purpose so I do not move
I am shrouded with what is good
The Psalms of prophets purifies my action
Time travels without me
When fate tempts me to be free

I would like goodness to shackle me
And prayers to cover my eyes
It is better to travel without stops
When fate might be waiting at the gates

Fate has that fruit that will sweeten my sin
Not even a snake will shed its skin
I would cry to put out hells fire
But only heaven fed on my heavy heart
Many years when the angel has been away
And bedevils my mind, feeds on my tears

Fate you are the devil
Offer me the past in my present
That I pray to fucking leave me alone
My cuts I thought were healed
But fate just laughed when I bleed

Posted at 03:05 pm by visualmaximus
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Tuesday, February 26, 2013
The Day Valentine Broke My Heart

I have said many things
They filled the chapters of an unhappy story
I wish to compose a Valentines day verse
Now I'm simply writing a goodbye note.

I started to feel and I wanted to share
A special kind of love beyond celebration and holidays
I would simply put my arms around you
But when I opened my eyes to kiss you
Cupid only shook my hand

Valentine's Day is here
Everyone shares it with the one they care for
I offer my heart and a love with open arms
The arrows of passion comes from Cupids flight
A straight path to my heart
A n arrow for an unrequited
Thats the day Valentine broke my heart

Now, farewell so you may be happy
I may not be there to watch you dance under the stars
But I see the same stars from the distance
They say you smiled lovingly this Valentines Day
But they did not tell you I simply danced alone.

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Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Another verse...


If a path has chosen you
What would you wish for on your next life?
Carry on where the villains have left
Or leave behind the beggars that once stole from you.

If a path was taken from you
What would you repeat over in this lifetime?
Repeat the wrong that was never done
Or forgive a soul that should have never lived.

This is just a song of a bystander
Torn between a lover
and a love that would leave behind
When a wind blows in the direction of the music
The merry men did not stir
For the horns of the melody are now fading
and the march is heading towards away

So by a tree and by a brook only a hush
A sigh - save some for later
Sooner a quiet will blanket the one that observes
The one that stands here before you
A speech, a goodbye - there's no path to these
Perhaps a whistle would make a good company
For the next traveler to follow and shake hands
with this bystander everyone knew.

- written by PS

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Just a Verse

I'm always been a fan of good songs with good writing. I've lost that admiration I've had to the good writings of composers, storyteller, poets etc, but once in a while this admiration is found. And so folks, please do not expect Shakespeare, Frost, nor Freddie Mercury in this writing. Its just a song with no melody.


I've been thinking about a thought that won't go away
Like a thorn I can not avoid
The greatest strength I find is the effort not to use it
But the greatest burden is the one that is cloaking me.

Contempt towards what was is the cloak that agitates even the best of intentions
Im not trying to earn a halo and wings
Would not even think I'm a candidate
A greatest foolishness I have committed
To intent kindness towards one of devil's child
I know it with a sinister smile behind where I can not see
Drinking a pint amused by other fools

You see my audience
It is a play where I am the character that gave
Where the story ends
And I become forgotten

Such a shame, it does not bother me
But the one that led me to believe
Who clapped the devil's hand and who threw the spear
The act the I made is now where I bleed
On a stage where I smiled with an opened heart

I'm too weak to bow
Extremely strong to strike
But who says I need to take the upperhand
Only the ones defeated and so I am

So in the dark I excert the greatest strength
A whisper of prayer for a slight relief
With a fist and a tear not even a shadow could see
Is it of sadness, is it of hatred?
See me in the morning.


Feel free to share..........

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Monday, December 12, 2005
And so with Superman and Lex Luthor...

Call this entry what you want --- too much time on hands, over-analyzing, geekout overload, experience analogy, observation of a witnessed situation or plain opinion, and oh it can so go far out there.

I will start off the background scenario that is adapted to the more contemporary storyline. It will be accepted that Superman (Clark Kent) and Lex Luthor are best of friends in a complimentary way of life and personality, the rich who supplies the resources and the less rich who supplies the morals, the one that is political and the one that is homegrown. The situation is somewhat consistent on two tv shows. As far how it is portrayed in the comic books, I have not looked it up (Did that reduce my geek-cred?).

I will not discuss their roles to the society and their responsibility in their own realm. I will merely discuss the drive that they have when one is in another's thought. That drive is hatred that gets amplified thru continous agitation.

"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend," quote William Blake. Such difficulty is a seed for hatred. To have an enemy lacks the personal connection. It's a superficial relationship that comes into play from a need, or lack of reason or logic, or even stupidity. It gets resolved when predictably both parties come to understanding. To have a friend that is your enemy is something extremely personal. This type of enemy knows you and you know them. It is a friend that betrayed you because it knows how to do it to you. One perhaps took advantage of another's kindess with the repayment of lunacy and self centered, cold-hearted personality -- can be defined as inately evil.

These two characters do not strike at each other because they know each other. They only act indirectly at each other. Luthor to rule world and Superman to stop him - both indirect acts. What is extremely dangerous is their agitation. Both powerful they maybe but the most effort is to hold it back.

"Wrongs are often forgiven, but contempt never is. Our pride remembers it forever." quote Lord Chesterfield. Enemies wrong you and you forgive them. You are in contempt to your friend. A friend that is your enemy will be forever.

Reconciliation of the two therefore will never be....

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Thursday, October 27, 2005
Poor Man's Frappucino Recipe

Something I've concocted....

1/2 cup water
1 tbsp instant coffee granules
2 tbsp sugar
1-2 tbsp non-dairy creamer
about 8 ice cubes
3/4 glass of milk

Heat water to a boil. Dissolve coffee, creamer, and sugar in a cocktail shaker. Add ice cubes and milk. Shake until frothy/bubbly. Pour on a glass, straining the ice. You can adjust the measurement of ingredients to suit your taste. Pretty simple but refreshing. :)

Posted at 09:22 pm by visualmaximus
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Wednesday, October 26, 2005
I am Blogging. I am with Blog

...and then there is me blogging. I am with blog.

An overcast weather combined with home confinement due to my own sillyness has prompted me not to make sense on deciding to blog. I have spoken what I have thought and I'm confident but unsure that it rests on several mental vaults, if that makes sense. And now, these and future thoughts will now reflect and archived in a binary format.

What better way to start this off than describing my weekend experience of being in attendance of the greatest band in history - Queen.

First, the objective review and impression. Four out of five (4/5) I would say. Biasedly generous. Did I say its an objective review? :) Two of the four original members performed and they added Paul Rodgers to the roster. Definitely not a Freddie Mercury replacement rather a new band member. I was surprised that the non-frontman members sang as frontmen and I was impressed that they sounded very crisp all these years. Song seemed to be split 50/50, half Queen, half Bad Company which seemed fair due to different roots of the current members but objectively wasn't the whole event a Queen concert and not a joint concert? The accoustic was excellent. Loud but didn't hurt my ears. Highlights were obvious -- Bohemian Rhapsody, We Will Rock You and We are the Champions. A life-sized projection of Freddie Mercury during the Bohemian Rhapsody number was shown. Slash for Guns N Roses had a cameo. Even I sang along. And for trivial fact, true to tradition, concert ended with God Save the Queen number although I was searching for somebody who would walk on the stage wrapped in royalty robe holding out a crown which Freddie used to do.

For a more personal review and impression, it rocks! Autobiographical I would say. Not because of any analogy to the band's 70's rock and roll lifestyle and values. It's more for each song's association and personal interpretation to personal life episodes ranging from youth angst, confusion, motivation, success, failure -- your basic daily intake of rites of passage in growing up and maturing. My personal highlight was the Show Must Go On number. Its not the most popular or has become a chart topper as far as I know, but it is a personal favorite.

With that song in mind... On with the Show....

Posted at 08:53 pm by visualmaximus
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