Its been awhile since I last had a stroke-of-realization like the one I got on this normal and unseeming Saturday.

Waking up to an awesome Saturday after having a long weekday is always awesome which only makes it even more awesome with a quiet Friday (almost done with my sleep debt lol). Started my morning with my usual daily ritual of cleansing and prayer followed by a light breakfast before setting out for my intended activities. With several hours before heading off, I did some good fragging with MW 2 to blow some, much needed, steam off before wolfing down on the last few pages of one of my older books which, I am quite surprised, still had a lot to teach me.

Also manage to catch an old favourite Disney Animation "Anastasia". Man the nostalgic feeling that filled me was priceless as the Richard Marx & Donna Lewis and Aaliyah tracks ran during the credits. Nostalgia is an interesting thing. It feels like an good old buddy, always warm, friendly, and never fails to lift you up. And of late, been having many of these nostalgia incidents as if I'm an ancient old gramps. I'm only 23.

Anyhoo, after completing my plans for the day, as I reflected on my week I realize how compelling the concept of commitment is. I've lived a great life as a kid, teen, adolesence and a young adult and never had much (or any at all) commitment in life. I've known some who anchor themselves to whatever they're intended purpose is on and stay with it like a Coyote straped to a rocket. I've known some who choose to drop it all somewhere along the way and go in the next road. I've known some who turn they're back and walk in the opposite direction.

This got my thinking "where among the three do I stand on the core aspects in my life?". Do I commit like "For the win!!" or do I commit "One atta time boy"? Another building block for my march in life *shwink*

RUMBLE RUMBLE

The air was filled with objections and angry argument as the men and women voiced out their disagreement to the appointment of the new Warlord. The Warlord observed, amused even, at the nonsense blurted out by these Counselors. "Fools" mused the Warlord.

He finally raised his gloved hand to capture the attention of the arguing Counselors. When silence filled the room and all eyes were on him, he stood-up to his full height. Clad in the finest clothes, the Warlord was an imposing figure as he was easily a head taller than the tallest Counselor in the room.

As he swept the room taking in the view of everyone standing before him, studying them, he slowly began "I am Her proxy. I am Her Champion. I am the Blade that destroys Her enemies. I am the Master of War". Infuriated, the Counselors rose to the Warlord's bold words and drowned the hall with their disapproval further.

Raising his voice, the disapproval of the Counselors were overwhelmed and silenced as the Warlord spoke "What do you all know of war? I have won a thousand battles in Her name while you all seat comfortably clad in your obscenely ostentation clothes debating how much tithe should this year fill your bank accounts while loyal servants bleed, sweat, and die to better this nation".

The Warlord quickly continued "And now you intend to burden the new lands with your tithe which will cause a revolt just as the pacification is seeing some success"

"Your war machines require resource might I remind you or has all the killing has made you a blunt instrument" said a gaunt Counselor

Not raising to the bait the Warlord replied.....

Short Story #291

"Which path will you choose, precept" said the gatekeeper as he slowly raised his hand to the left gate. Sillouettes of people ghost through the wall of mist and sporadic flashes of light could be seen as far as the precept eye could see. Slowly the gatekeeper raises his right hand and he said "there are rewards and sacrifices you will receive and pay as you journey through these path". The precept look as far down the path as he could and all that he could see was tranquility and stillness stretch through the vast plain. Reluctantly pulling his gaze, he looked at the gatekeeper with the strength of his flaming soul and took one step towards the gate

LOVE

I love the clear azure evening sky

I love the overwhelming sensation when I stuff my face with good old mum's cooking

I love the serenity of a wide green plateau

I love the comfort of my bed

I love the butterfly-like feeling in my stomach when a sweet girl giggles

I love the ego-boost when I get an awesome praise

I love the tension when I am pitted against the unknown

I love the relief in my bladder when I unleash a tidal wave of pee

I love the feeling when the dark long hair of lovely girl gets caught in the wind

I love the surge of adrenaline when I am being shot at

I love the time I spend doing nothing but think about all the possibilities in this world

I love the alternate reality presented in movies and series

I love the moments I reminence on my past

I love the instant when I make my move to strike my opponent

I love the sensation of a near miss in Kendo

I love the stroke of genius I get when it comes to my passion

I love the spontaneous moments of life

I love the organized moments of life

I love the point when I stand-up after being beaten like a cempedak

I love the laughter people make during our conversations

I love the kimochi feeling of a cool breeze on a hot day

I love my life *SHWINK*

Change

People change for many reasons. Some for personal reasons, some for the betterment of the collective good, and some to appease others. Desire will see if this change takes place or will it eventually be shelved in the "for another day" part of their minds. If it is done with a half baked desire then the result will be half-baked. Do people really change themselves as they grow older? or the new "attributes" and "attitudes" that they adopt are merely layered on something that is already there?

Many time I thought myself to have changed for the better only to find out at a much later time that the "change" is merely temporary. A temporary move from the habitual activities or "strongly" held perspective on things. Though few divergence have led to very interesting discoveries but majority of these are, at a much later time and through much deliberation, the same old experience and with the same old outcome.

Of late I realize, for sure this time, that the change I've come through these last 5 years are on the periphery, mostly, while the core remains relatively unchanged. I re-discovered that the things that moved me several years ago still does move me with the same intensity as it did once. The way I approach the pleasant and unpleasant things in my daily life remains relatively similiar. And what I once like and dislike, I have learnt to dislike and like too.

Like many things in life, change is never black-and-white. When one door closes, another opens. Ultimately, its your choice what changes and what doesnt, in your life that is.

Mistake of the day!

We all make mistakes. Some of em we won't know until it hits us in the face, some we know from the beginning.

Litany of Tranquility

Let the collective joy of your life be your worth

Feel the warmth of affection even if its a grain of love

Remember the lives you've touched and moved for they are your greatest work of art

Embrace your flaws and shortcomings and be your true self

And when in doubt, listen to your own voice and find that peace you seek


Foong (>_<)

Mornin Rambling

Life sure is awesome. You just gotta notice the events that happen around you. You'll be surprise the kinna things you get.

Look ahead as you thread foward. Look back when you stop at the crossroad. Look at your side and count your blessings.

Instead of looking far into the future and cautiously threading forward, live and take-in the present and embolden yourself with each step you take afterall a life lived to the fullest is a life in indeed.

*nomnomnomnom*

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My car came to a halt at the traffic light. City traffic is the worst. Jams naturally bores anyone unfortunate to get into one. Beside us was a lovely young couple. They playfully tease each other and occasionally nudging the other to get a little more attention. Wonder how long they've been together? My car gently lurch forward as I continue to look out into the city and saw a tensed middle age guy who looked like he had a bad day at office. Does he even like the job he's in? As we overtook him, a young mother and her kid was walking up the road towards the city centre. The kid was beaming the most brilliant smile anyone can wish for. Such a blessed young lad, nothing to worry in this advancing yet deteriorating world. Was I once like that? The car turned a few blocks later and overshadowing the car was this colossal building with all the aesthetic features of a modern sky-scraper. "How many people did it take to build this...heck how long did it take to finish it" I wondered to myself. And opposite my destination, a wedding had taken place and the newly weds were making their way to the get away car. Though today was the happiest day for them, there was that little tinge of some unpleasantness on their faces. I say they ought to enjoy what they have now and leave they're uncertainties and fears for another day. And when the car stopped, I took a deep breathe before...

Prologue

I paced my breathing to calm my racing heart as I keep my focus on the Slutty Siren which is an onerous task (if you count a few pieces of crustation covering a few strategic places a wargear). We stood our ground for god-knows how long waiting for someone to make the first move, well mistake in this case. She's definitely got an edge in agility so rushing in will probably land me in an intimate position with her lovely cleaver. Running aint an option coz she's got the exit covered and time isnt really on my side either with the tide rising around me.

Wished I payed attention during practice. I'm sure they had something about Slutty Sirens. Well thats wishful thinking. Keeping my head calm and focused on the situation is the only way I'm going to get myself out of this in one piece. Okay, I got more armour than she does for a change. Her cleaver is going to slow her a little bit, every little edge counts in these sorta situation. Not to mention a medium blade which I'm really familiar with. Bad part, the ground is wet and filled with moss and top it all off with wreckage the size of furniture reducing what precious room I have to maneuver around.

Seems like I cant avoid a straight fight with the Slutty Siren. Kinna understand what He meant with "when in doubt, leap forward" now. With a lil prayer to Her Grace (for a miracle) I dig my boots for what purchase I can get before leaping into what will be the closest I've come to death.