I believe that the “finer” points of Life (as ‘they’ kindle the ‘thought’ with a capital L) come to you when you’re least expecting them.
For example, the day before yesterday, I was sitting on the balcony, at eleven pm. The LCD burning a hole into my vision, as I kept chattering on with a lonely Lucifer and another lonely K.
Cold winds. Hmm? And a drunken fool on the street rhapsodising his masculine achievements -- to no one in particular.
Then a solitary crow that thought day broke when a strain broke off from the nearby shehnai, or a record of the strain breaking off from the shehnai severely distracted its reverie. It cawed mournfully, at what appeared to it (and to me) as a lachrymal requiem.
The drunk apparently caught on to it, and slurred about his lost love's tear drops. Or, maybe the wind carried that differently to me. He was slurring.
Then. I laughed. I laughed loudly. Yet not a sound came out of my lips. I was looking at the man. He was looking at me. I was laughing loudly.
It was... technically speaking, one of the most palpable way of insulting that drunkard. Spongebob looked despondent, as he could not hear his tormentor.
The crow, I believe also joined in on the fun -- Flapping its wings hurriedly, as it tried settling back on its perch.
The man finally went his way. Looking at me once.
Finer points, as I say. I am a wretched sadist who likes to be chained to a computer.
Saturday, October 20
Thursday, October 18
Happy Birthday.
Thought out LOUD by
Prince Kazarelth
at about
06:58
And so another year of my blog waddling in the blogosphere ends. Another happy, sad, morose, joyous, depressing, elating, momentous, trivial, vulnerable, invincible, year ends. And although it is hard to imagine me, a boy of fourteen sitting in front of my old computer’s screen typing out a half-plagiarised, half-imagined mini-manuscript on vampires, I can remember it so.
So, to all my friends who have always shared this part of the blogosphere with me, I raise a toast of chocolate.
Happy third Birthday, Fealdamar.
So, to all my friends who have always shared this part of the blogosphere with me, I raise a toast of chocolate.
Happy third Birthday, Fealdamar.
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Tuesday, October 16
Things.
Thought out LOUD by
Prince Kazarelth
at about
09:20
It seems like a long time ago when I wrote last. Wrote for my dearest Fealdamar. Yes, a long time. A wondrous and cool morning calls on to me and I wake up for a bunch of sparrows making a nest to last them the winter. And here I am talking to all of you about whatever I missed and whatever I grew out of.
As I sit on the windowsill, looking out at a cloudy but calm sky which gives out vapours of chill down below. And the lake. It's been sometime since I've gone to the lake. Joyous whispers beckon me there, but I, the solemn little git that I am, refuse to go.
The reason? I do not know, Wanderer. I do not know.
Guests at home, guests everywhere. And I am expected to do what I must. And, as a very good friend of mine says: "It'll pass."
What shall, I may not know. I cling on to the desperate reality that I want to create. Is it fine?
As I sit on the windowsill, looking out at a cloudy but calm sky which gives out vapours of chill down below. And the lake. It's been sometime since I've gone to the lake. Joyous whispers beckon me there, but I, the solemn little git that I am, refuse to go.
The reason? I do not know, Wanderer. I do not know.
Guests at home, guests everywhere. And I am expected to do what I must. And, as a very good friend of mine says: "It'll pass."
What shall, I may not know. I cling on to the desperate reality that I want to create. Is it fine?
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Thought out LOUD by
Prince Kazarelth
at about
09:19
Alright. This post is filled to the brim with a helluva lot of Quizzes that you get on the net. Yes, I had nothing to do.
Yes. I am insane.
First... a personality test.
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And my personality rarity thing.
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*Grins*
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This is bad...
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HA!
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*Grins like this certain cat.*
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Yes. I am insane.
First... a personality test.
| Your Personality Is |
![]() You are both logical and creative. You are full of ideas. You are so rational that you analyze everything. This drives people a little crazy! Intelligence is important to you. You always like to be around smart people. In fact, you're often a little short with people who don't impress you mentally. You seem distant to some - but it's usually because you're deep in thought. Those who understand you best are fellow Rationals. In love, you tend to approach things with logic. You seek a compatible mate - who is also very intelligent. At work, you tend to gravitate toward idea building careers - like programming, medicine, or academia. With others, you are very honest and direct. People often can't take your criticism well. As far as your looks go, you're coasting on what you were born with. You think fashion is silly. On weekends, you spend most of your time thinking, experimenting with new ideas, or learning new things. |
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And my personality rarity thing.
| Your Personality is Very Rare (INTP) |
![]() Your personality type is goofy, imaginative, relaxed, and brilliant. Only about 4% of all people have your personality, including 2% of all women and 6% of all men You are Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Perceiving. |
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| People Envy Your Confidence |
![]() You have the attitude and self esteem to take on anything. Failure is beyond not an option for you - it doesn't even cross your mind. People envy your ability to take on any challenge ... and they're secretly afraid you think you're better than them. You don't. You're just sure of yourself. |
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| You Are 100% Tortured Genius |
![]() You totally fit the profile of a tortured genius. You're uniquely brilliant - and completely misunderstood. Not like you really want anyone to understand you anyway. You're pretty happy being an island. |
*Grins*
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This is bad...
| You Are 100% Bipolar |
![]() You have some serious ups and downs, maybe to the point of endangering your own life. Consult a doctor to see if you may truly have bipolar disorder. |
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| Your Wrath Quotient: 78% |
![]() Everyone around you pretty much fears your wrath... which is probably what you want. But just remember, there's a very thin line between fear and hate! |
HA!
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| You're Totally Sarcastic |
![]() You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny. Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it. And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad. |
*Grins like this certain cat.*
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