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Sorry Ahmad, you'll have to put that out at the door.

Monday, April 20, 2009

"I AM THE TORMENTER OF christian SOUL'S,I AM THE FUNERAL FOG THAT DWELL'S IN THE NIGHT,I AM THE DESICRATER OF holy temple's SPILL THIER BLOOD,VOMIT ON THIER CORPSE'S AND SWALLOW THIER FEEBLE SOUL'S HAIL SATHANAS LUCIFERI 666"

- Lord Melkorth, THE ABHORRENT ONE 666

Sunday, March 15, 2009

sinusitis

an old poem of mine. thought it would be a thoughtful move to post it here. well, i just am not sure.

SINUSITIS

O permata puriku
Biarlah biaraku berbicara
dan Sang Dewata Raya terus berlegar di empayar chenta kita
Tatkala aku mencari Mergastua.

Bidadariku O
Asmaradana.

Guratan luka yang terparut,
Fatamorgana yang bergelora,
Sudah berjilid luka-duka asmara,
Titah dijunjung
Duli dicemar
Untuk mencari cakerawala di hujung dunia.

Para puspita terus berdansa di dalam kotak pendora,
dan
Kultus si Arjuna yang basi;
Hanyalah ilusi, spekulasi, dan fantasi.
Krisis identiti.

Revolusi metal yang kini terus dieksploitasi,
Tiada lagay eksposisi.
Urbanisasi yang lari daripada tradisi,
Tiada lagay konfrantasi.

Nostalgia yang terbina,
Bukanlah fiktif semata.
Datanglah misteri, datanglah padaku.
Semoga bersemadi bersama pulmunariku.


Sekian "TAMMAT"

4.54 a.m.//21 disembar 2006

Saturday, March 14, 2009

only time will tell

sometimes, there is a moment where you ought to do something but you just cant get the job done. you would say, "its just the matter of time" or some would say "lek lu, sap ganja lu".

im all alone now in the house. the mama and the adiks went to kl. the abang is at his hostel. and just now, the abah went out to see orang penting that i dont know who. eh wait a minute, im not alone. the maid is watching tv dekat bawah, kot.

anyhow, today is the abah's 50th birthday and yet, i havent wish him. never to be specific.

only time will tell.

*deep deep sigh*

Thursday, March 12, 2009

go duck yourself!

History of Predictive Text Swearing



Hilarious, dont you think ?

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

action speaks louder than word

totally off topic, but what the hell.

im entitled to indulge every once in awhile. friends of mine may remember that im a bit of a horror film fan. hantu film to be more specific. heh. i finally got around to watch Hannibal last night. i had been avoiding it because i figured it would be bad. it wasnt that great but at least somewhat better than i thought it would be. so here is my question for you the readers: can the depiction of graphic violence for the sake of violence have any real merit ?

i admit that i found the film is quite entertaining. but i wouldnt recommend it, and i have no need to see it again, but it wasnt a terrible way to waste an evening. is this enough to redeem what was a brutal and nasty film ?

i could try to argue artistic merit and claim that the film needs no social merit because it functions as art. this seems a bit week in this particular case. i have seen many films which were far more violent and disturbing but that genuinely worked as art. this wasn't really up to the standard where it could be considered art.

did it have any virtue? no, not really. the violence was sufficiently predictable and over-the-top that it didn't really accomplish anything emotional langsung.

maybe movies like this do not need to have any social merit, any redeeming qualities. well maybe the fact that someone finds them entertaining, i think is enough kot. i dont know. i dont mind graphic violence when i feel that there is some point to it. in the absence of any such point, it seems to accomplish little more than desensitization. ahh peduli ah. its just that im not sure this is a good thing. chow.
 

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