Archive for the 'Crap' Category

Bang Bang!

18Aug08

I was killed by Sonny Chiba yesterday… twice.


She asked me to stay,
I couldn’t,
Oh, I had a long way to go.
The rain is lashing,
the wind swishing,
for just one night take care,
oh, take rest dear,
morning we’ll find you a mare.
Oh, let the rain rush down,
or the skies open,
the earth part,
or souls depart,
I got to go, a long way.
Steaming food and a warm bed,
hot water [...]


It’s hard to find a reason to go on living once you find out the pointlessness of being. Of course, one could still go on enjoying the blue skies, the gentle breeze, the refreshing rain, the colorful flowers but then again, the futility of it all eventually comes around. You just want to scream it [...]


As I choked…

18Jul08

Looking down the long barrel of the old gun wasn’t a pleasant experience, rather horrifying in fact. The long dark shaft stretched along the rest of my vision like an infinte abyss ready to gulp down my spineless self. But little did I know that it was my fate to mouth the abyss… like in [...]


Read-Only mode

14Jul08

‘… and he made me see what an asshole I was. He smashed my head on the ground and a moment later I heard the crunching of my bones as they crushed to smithereens on the hard dirty surface. I tasted the blood oozing out from my splintered lips and felt the broken teeth by [...]


Roaming the unnamed streets of the Old Town,
gazing up the mossy walls,
I knew my words were coated
with the moss of falsity.
Roaming the unnamed streets of the Old Town,
looking down the slimy gutters,
I knew my soul stank and was
full of filth.
Roaming the unnamed streets of the Old Town,
breathing in the air heavy,
I knew my sins were [...]


Finally…

09Jul08

There have been no cases of unaccountable poltergeism since the last two days. The changed locks have done their job it seems, keeping at bay the unseen intruder(s). But that still doesn’t explain the voices. I still hear them infrequently, at no particular time. They come and go after brief interludes. Maybe it’s all happening [...]


Day 3

08Jul08

The locks have been changed. I doubt its utility if the unseen visitor is already inside the flat. I was surprised to find volumes on the internet detailing how people had been living in other people’s flats for half a life time. I searched the whole house yesterday night. Thoroughly.
The fear is still around. I [...]


Strange things have been happening. I could swear that there’s someone else present in the house. I find things out of place sometimes, wet towels, unwashed dishes, strewn papers… inexplicably open cupboards and misplaced books. Why only the other day when I was having a bath, I heard a voice from the bedroom. I turned [...]


19th May, ‘08 - 0530 hours - I slept fitfully last night. GBS, Ms. T and BP are still sleeping. The journey’s drawing to a close. I wish the train wouldn’t stop… the stations would just fly by and the train would go on for ever. It’d get boring after a little while though. I [...]