hell saves

Monday, July 05, 2004

weird...

demons, burning flames (redundant isn't it?), a black book of random thoughts, and tons of creativity paid off.

how? an exemption. confused?

anyway, it was great. talking about hell exempted me from an exam. quite straightforward.

but seriously, what is hell? i talked about it for quite a while earlier today. it seemed like i was an authority on the subject, but i wasnt. and the best part was having people applauding me for talking about a topic with no basis. it was a total ego boost.

and i instantly became example of the day.

hell is everything. everything painful, sad, depressing, obnoxious, unimaginably irritating, agitating, intolerable, indescribable.

its a lot of fire. and heat. and evil. pain. suffering. death. oddities. weirdness. its a thought.

think about it. being a pathetic person with nothing to live for and no principles to live by is hell. its a pity. but no one can really know for sure where he is. its strange, bothering, and quite interesting in a morbid sort of way.

when i die i want to see it. i want to pass through hell before going to purgatory (cos i really think that's the place i ought to be, but heaven is quite alright too)

i envy dante. he was a no one. he fell in love with a girl bound for heaven. he was escorted by his lifetime idol (virgil), he saw hell, got to kick some evil soul ass,went through purgatory and eventually ended up in heaven! how cool is that?!

if that happened to me it would probably be something like this,,,

id die of boredom, then edgar allan poe would guide me through hell. id kick some evil dead popes ass, then id take photos of some cool looking demons, rock on with lil nicky, view the fight club level of hell, then id go through purgatory and help some souls in their repentance. then id enter heaven. somethings missing. i dont have a love interest. oh no. oh well. once in heaven, id audition in the band, it would be cool to rock with some heavenly rock bands. maybe akroma's there.

anyway, this is starting to become a novel.

so...

-out


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and then there was me.
an ambitious kid wandering alone in this train wreck called life.
fascinated by inanimate things and dastardly gaps in time.
wondering why the possibility of finding happiness
seems as slim a chance as finding penguins in the dessert.
he laughs.
laughs in mockery. laughs in fear. laughs in anger.
but his favorite laughter is that which hides the gloom
which has evolved from being an acquaintance to an intimate friend.
such is the demise of an observer trapped inside a toppled box.
ensconced inside a niche of shadows,
he laughs aloud just to drown the deafening silence

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