Born from silence, silence full of it A perfect concert my best friend So much to live for, so much to die for If only my heart had a home
Sing what you can't say Forget what you can't play Hasten to drown into beautiful eyes Walk within my poetry, this dying music - My loveletter to nobody
Never sigh for better world It's already composed, played and told Every thought the music I write Everything a wish for the night
Wrote for the eclipse, wrote for the virgin Died for the beauty the one in the garden Created a kingdom, reached for the wisdom Failed in becoming a god
Never sigh for better world It's already composed, played and told Every thought the music I write Everything a wish for the night
"If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it Remember only the verse, songmaker's cry the one without tears For I've given this its strength and it has become my only strength. Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality Where being wanted became a thrill I never knew The sweet piano writing down my life"
"Teach me passion for I fear it's gone Show me love, hold the lorn So much more I wanted to give to the ones who love me I'm sorry Time will tell [this bitter farewell] I live no more to shame nor me nor you
And you... I wish I didn't feel for you anymore..."
i have wanted to write about this movie for a while but i just can' find time to do so...with all the pressure my korean boss has put on me (arghhh!)... which should be another blog entry...
i watched the movie a couple of weeks ago and it was not something nice - hell! it was far from nice...if you have the kicks for the happily ever after endings, you better not watch this movie. you might just end up wallowing in bitterness and driven to the brink of a nervous breakdown...
what stirred my interest to write about the film (a rare occurrence!) was when comments about the movie's ending was mauled by almost everyone who owns a blog and has some sensibility (not enough, though) to comment about the movie.
funny really because they think the ending was a crap...hahahahahaha! i bet not a fourth of those who commented harshly against the movie even have a legitimate training in the basics of story telling...
yes, yes,yes...people are entitled to their own opinion and you do not need any degree or training to have an opinion about something, so i should not start berating them for what they think...
well, so am i... (so much for logical reasoning! bwahahahahaha!)
anyway, they think the ending doesn't justify the hardships and struggles of the characters...that the character was not supposed to do what he did in the ending... ( i am no spoiler )
i think most of these people missed the idea between movies and our INTELLIGENCE to decipher what a certain movie really means...
not because it was a stephen king piece, it doesn't mean that it has to be just all about suspense...the movie is beyond that..if you insist that it isn't, then you just might as well shut up... there is no sense wasting time listening to (or reading) other people's ideas if in the first place those ideas were made by people whose means of understanding do not go beyond the superficial packaging of a story, may it be in written or movie form...
the story, if you haven't noticed, is not all about the mist and the monsters it brought...though they brought upon the happenings in the story, the movie did not really talk about the what's, the why's and the how's of the mist...it was all about what the mist did to the people...this, in turn, makes the movie a movie talking about HUMANS and the "HUMANESS" of these creatures, how the people reacted to the mist and what it brought...how these characters reacted to a certain stimuli differently...the ending is the most probable thing that could happen if any man, i mean any and that includes you, is faced with that kind of situation...and that includes all of the things that happened in the film…even the religious fiasco…the movie doesn't talk about your fictional characters who survived zombie or mutated creature attacks…the movie was all about HUMANS, real people reacting to a certain situation…
well, that’s it. I’m tired and I have other things to do..my Korean employer might show up and see me doing things that he is not paying me to do…the last thing he wants to see is somebody leisurely doing fun stuffs while he is paying them to worrk for him…okay ciao!
i know the picture doesn't have anything to do with what i have written here but WHO CARES?!
in my 6 months of pregnancy and so bored with life(i quit smoking and drinking), i finally found the time to actually try out this blogging craze. i mean people have been telling me that this blogging thing actually makes some people rich. well, i said, ok, fine since i have not much to do, i mean other than work, eat, sleep and rot.
then my boyfriend (that sounds nice: i'm pregnant and all with our baby and i still find it a little bit uneasy to refer to him using the english noun for somebody who you have been dating/mating with steadily) sent me this link for somebody's blog which has been earning really, really good. i have no plans of competing against him - i mean, if it's appropriate to use the word compete between two incomparable things: read - a blog that has been earning hundreds of thousands of dollars and a blog that doesn't even know where to put the apostrophe in DOESN'T. hahahaha!
anyway, it's nice though. i mean if i do not get rich with this blogging stuff, i think it would be a good diversion from work and my life. i feel so pathetic - imagine, somebody who is using blogging as a way to get life. man, that's sickening.
so here's goes nothing...
P.S. i do not even know if other people would really get to read this...it's okay.i have been so used to my schizophrenic self that talking to myself has become something so natural. so whether somebody reads this blog or not, it doesn't really matter.
let's start blogging... (<--- ending is pathetic!)
