http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yo3B6TR5bRk

That moment when you listen to a song that completely reminds you of someone you’re not supposed to be missing.

(Source: cracklecrashpop, via cailajean)

twilight of the gods prologue (still incomplete)

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After one’s life has passed, it enters the next stage

So a soul receives its justice, a cursed shade or blessed flame

Thus it enters the realm of void, where neither sight nor voice

Shall ever reach the upward lights of the living game

Twilight of the Gods

Prologue

                “Awaken…” a voice calls to four fallen men. “Raizel… Rue… Samael… Orion… Awaken…” The heavenly voice fades, and the light disappears, the four men arise to a world unexplored by mortal eyes. “What happened…” said one of them, “I don’t know” answered the other, “I can’t remember…”

            “Hey, did you guys hear a voice before we woke up? It said something before it woke me up.” Said the third, “Sa…Ma… Samael…” he said, “Samael… Maybe it’s my name.” Then the other three looked at each other, “That’s not what the voice said to me” said the first. “That’s not what I heard either.” Said the second and fourth.

            “Raizel…” Said the first.
            “Rue…” Said the second.
            “Orion…” Said the fourth.

            “It must be our names,” Said Samael, “There’s no other explanation.”

            The four looked around, and they saw nothing, absolutely nothing but dark woods. The light of the moon shone upon them through the foliage. Everything was silent.

            “Something’s wrong… I know it…” said Raizel, “I know, it’s creepy…” said Rue. “Wait! Orion froze, “I heard something…” there was a ruffle in the bushes. “Let’s get out of here!” said Rue.

            The four of them ran through the woods, it was all too quiet. Nothing was heard except their footsteps and the eerie sound of the leaves. They finally reach the clearing.

            “Oh no…” said Raizel. There was nowhere to run, for there was nowhere at all. Aside from the moonlit woods, there was nothing but a barren plain that extends infinitely in all directions.

            “It’s here…” said Orion. The beast reveals itself. An ugly wolf stained with blackest of blood. Howling, it sends a piercing fear upon the four hearts. Flocks of ravens fly out. The wolf throws itself upon the four defenseless men. Before the claws touch them, stars shone in front of the four, as if like spotlights, and on those lights an object fell. A great sword in front of Raizel, A white staff in front of Rue, A pair of guns in front of Samael, and twin blades in front of Orion, they seized these and the light that shone from them threw off the wolf.

            Meanwhile, in the dark skies, an airship cruised. “So… They’re here…” said the man on that ship, immediately his ship changed course to the pillars of light. In a swift flow, he landed behind them. “Get in, quick!” he yelled. The 4 picked up the weapons and leaped into the ship. They took off.

            “My, my, what a find!” said the man.

[dialogue about the realm of void here.

dialogue about who the main characters are here.

dialogue about the gods here]

            “What have we here?” said the cloaked man. “I see you’ve found them for me?” and then Sain knelt, “Lord Hades, These are the four from the moriae’s prophecy!” Hades took a closer look, he stepped off his throne, and walked to the four. Starting with Raizel, Orion, Rue, Samael, touching their faces, “Oh…?” he said. “OH!!! Good Job, Sain!” then he turned his back, and walked back to the throne. He snapped his fingers, and then suddenly, gargoyles appeared and surrounded them. “You’ll do nicely as my new experiments!”

            “What do you mean experiments?” said Raizel, “No way I’m letting you screw me up!” yelled Samael. “Sain!” yelled Rue, he thought of asking for help, but he saw that Sain had a sinister grin in his face. “YOU TRAITOR!”

            “So, Lord Hades, as we agreed,” said Sain as he approached Him. “As promised.” Said Hades, and he extended took Sain by the face. Sain screamed as black smoke rose from under Hades’ hand.

            Hades lifted his palm, and upon Sain’s face, burn marks, from red hot to coal black.

            “Unnhhh…” said Sain, still groggy. “What… did you… do to me?” he said, with his hand on his face, touching the burns. “I… I am…” Hades walked past him, “Can’t feel a thing, can you?” he said, smiling, “I just did what you wanted me to do. I made you stronger, tougher. You’re now invulnerable, but you should also know that that too has a price!”

            “I’ll… kill… you!” he struggled to Hades. Hades snapped his fingers. Sain forced his way, but could not advance. He didn’t know what was holding him back. He examined himself, and found that there were chains that bound his back to the wall.

            “This is interesting.” Said Hades, “I just got an idea.”

THIS IS THE MOST EPIC DREAM I EVER HAD (I wonder what it meant)

I had it just last night: (it is now may 27)

I was a being that lived through civilizations. Immortal. I had two daughters and one son who was the youngest of the three. When they were still infants, we were captured, because 1, I was immortal, and 2, I had the power to bend reality through singing. We were taken to this island castle, to this princess. She wanted my power of changing whatever’s going on to her will, but I refused.

We were held there for years. Again and again, I tried to escape with my kids. When my eldest daughter was 8, my middle daughter was 6, and my son was 4, I tried to escape, even just with my eldest daughter, but still no luck. The only attempts I remembered doing was sneaking out the mangroves, to swim away or raft away in the eastern shore with coco lumber.

One day, I saw that there was something floating in our beds, these were sources of power in music, the 4 things that inspire people to sing. These took the form of symbols in a rectangle, kind of like a flag. I forgot what the other 3 were, but the last one was about nationalism.

Finally, this was the last attempt in my dream to try to escape. By this time, my eldest daughter was roughly my age (I don’t know how old I truly am, because I lived for over how many millenia, but I looked like I was only in my mid 20’s). We sneaked through the front coast of the island and swam. My children and I, although we didn’t look it, we were physically capable. They may have inherited my immortality, I didn’t know for sure. We swam away, but the guards were quick to respond. They cast a fishing line to catch us, they couldn’t swim.

My middle daughter caught the hook in her hand, and told us that she had a plan by swimming laps around the island to “bind” it so that the guards can’t reel us in or even cast the line next time. We all agreed. She kept the line with her and swam, but we returned to the island waiting for our turn to take the line from her.

The dream ended when one night we planted the hook on something, it was my turn to bind the island the next day, when we were summoned to the throne room. They weren’t aware of our plan yet, but by the look of the sinister smile on the princess’ face, she knew something.

On the Other Side

When our loved ones leave us, say, death, breakup, migration, or simply a change in personality, what usually happens is that we think that that person who we once have known and cherished would be gone from our lives forever. Sorrowful and painful it may be, in good time, it will heal. Still, the scar is left in our hearts. Also still, we still think about what happens to that person, or where that person is now, and how he or she is facing life.

We can never truly erase people from our lives, they exist. Be it concern, or nostalgia, or curiosity, or anger, or envy, or whatever emotion it is that makes us think of them again, we still do.

So what happens to them? It’s been a question in my mind, because existence is a curious thing, it bothers me, it makes me ask, why things are the way they are, and what led to what happens today…

Before anything else, I do keep in touch with people, I’m talking about the people we may not possibly keep in touch again, or never see or hear from again. I wonder what they’re doing in the farther end of the world.

Who knows? Maybe they’re successful, or perhaps, unsuccessful. Still, I get the feeling we’ll see each other again at the least expected of times. Maybe when we do, we’ll be able to, as the cliche goes, live in harmony. Maybe we’ll find them on the other side.

Chasing awesomeness

I know for a fact that everyone has a point in their lives where they meet people better than them at something. I know what will come to your mind upon hearing this: it’s as simple as “If they can do it, why can’t you?”

Of course I can, but then, when you meet these people, they will strike you as the best in what they do. As if they don’t find themselves in their high place as a result of hard work, but as a result of having a lot of fun.

I will not name names, but I can’t help but think back to people I have met who strikes you as “whoa, godlike”. And they do it with pride and conviction. Something I don’t seem to have right now.

I wish I was just as epic, even just in my own field. SHUNNING MEDIOCRITY RIGHT NOW, SHUNNING WHAT I AM AT THE MOMENT, I NEED EPICNESS.

No, I am not pure mediocrity. There is a badass side of me, hidden deep within. I just have to find him. I’m just in a state of envy, but that’s just probably a stepping stone. I want to rise up and say “Hey, I can be even more badass than you if I want to!”

I fear the drastic change in my nature if I do. Sure, I want to have success in my life, but I don’t want to sacrifice my personality for it that I lose friends to gain success.

I want to be a genius, not an asshole. Probably what’s eating other people right now. I don’t know what they’re thinking for sure. But still, I can’t stop wondering what happens to people like them. What’s over in the other side? What’s it like?

Also, things like these are kind of earthly. Other people may not understand at all what I’m talking about. I might be too critical on that. And so I ask myself, “what do I really want?” Answer is simple, epicness. But that answer is still broad…

I have just experienced playing a truly beautiful game.

It’s called Spore.

I couldn’t find anything good to play in Mineski when I stooped over to the minigames. I knew all about the minigames there except that one game — spore.

You have this universe, and you pick a planet. You create your very own life form.

You start in the cellular stage. A single celled organism. EAT, EAT, EAT. You evolve.

Next, you’re in the creature stage. then you form a tribe to get to the tribe stage.

From the tribe stage, you go to the civilization stage, then on to the space stage, to explore outer space.

From there, you go to the very center of the universe. Then after that, you create/destroy planets.

How awesome is that?