When the curtains fall...

La vraie partie de moi...

A long term relation-ship, they are talk of the town.
They say they are made for each other.

He loves her, she loves him.

When she laughs it’s like he is riding the heavens,
When he looks into her eyes, she feels the heat of his body through eye-contact.

A perfect relationship built upon their beauty, their visage & their bright sides only.

Will they still be in love if they open their hearts to each other & reveal their true-selves?

Will they tolerate the person hiding behind the curtains of love?
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Question Of The Topic: Is love just a gamble one has to rely greatly on his luck?

A dream well-achieved

Je veux dire quelque chose...

I had a dream...
I always wanted to become a famous talented actor & take part in an important play as the main charecter...

Decades have passed and my talent wasted. Haven't made it as an actor and lead a completely different life. However I have realized a more important fact.

No need to have the looks of Brad Pitt or even the talent of Al Pacino. Hollywood is not the only place to come up with incredible roles.

Not called an actor, I am a part of the most important play existing as an actor starring as no one but myself, playing for the world in an unrepeatable scene.

I can say that's a dream well-achieved for me and all of us living in the big screen...

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How many of your passions have you killed for your glory??

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Why can't I see you anymore? C'mon show yourself...

I've got white skin, black eyes and brown hair,
Sometimes I feel Blue but often I am painting the town red
I see the world through rose-colored glasses.

Have always had a green thumb &
According to my friends I am yellow bellied.
Wow I have a magnificent rainbow within...


P.S: As each individual is a rainbow of their own, can this be the reason we don't see rainbows much these days?

Blood for Oil...

When the world was not so civilised, blood was seen as the most valuable existing substance.

There were noble Bloodlines, which created wars. Wars to increase the value of the red liquid. History is full of aggressive actions towards a single blood drop.

Fast-Forward...
Nowadays there are black liquids worth sheding gallons of red liquids.
-"Children? Women? Poor Men as soldiers? of any importance sir?"
-"C'mon kid, go play the combat video-game & Leave politics for the politicians. We know what's best for you..."

Furthermore it's price is always on the news, monitored second by second.
"...Today oil prices have reached a record high of sth-$s a barrel, that means more human sacrifice will be needed for..."

Why am I wasting my time while oil prices are going rocket-high!
Blood this, Blood that, My foot!!!!
The hell with blood & bloodlines! I rather have a dialysis & replace my worthless blood with worthy oil to evolve into perfection...

Don't sit or you will change!

Have you ever wondered about your personality fluctuations during the day??
Have you noticed the CHAIR-EFFECT on our charecteristics?

Take a deep breath before reading the rest!
As it seems we change in accord to the CHAIR we sit on! (refresh your mind)

Do you act the same while sitting on;
your kitchen chair, office chair, sofa in your living room, Mcdonalds or a luxurious restaurant,

classroom chair(notice the difference between taking the teachers seat or the students seat!), park bench, church seats... & last but not least even when you sit on the toilet!!!

Huh... These innocent looking objects have enslaved us!
Also notice our tendency towards them wherever we go, in whatever we make!

coincidence?? nah, I don't think so!
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Conclusions:

1. It is suggested to buy better chairs for better personality...
2. When proposing make sure you have not taken an enchanted seat to force you through it!
3. Don't sit on the chair others offer you!
4. Take a seat you prove as safe and take it with you wherever you go.
5. place a seat-belt on any chair you sit on for personality-safety!

For giving your advice, you can contact us through the comment link & leave your message after the beep sound (don't wait too long, a chair might have blocked the sound!!)

Where is the Love!!...

The monkey took another look at the disected heart in his hand,
Exhausted for his failure in finding his intended target

Reviewed his text-books & looked through the articles for the last time...
Still preplexed, hopeless, he thought to himself;

Can this muscular minimal figure of rough stature be the home to
humans smooth endless love he envied??

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Why is HEART the symbol of love!??

Anti-stress solution...

When stress is mounting,
when relief seems so out of reach,

The magical solution is the sweet memories
of an honest childish laugh from deep down the heart...

(Moral:Laugh and the whole world laughs with you,cry and... you have to blow your nose!!)

Not enough space, Brain disk clean up...

Have had a terrible headache since this morning.
Painkillers!? the headache has laughed them off!!

A brain CT... A clear message shown;
The hard disk is full of ideas dude! Brain disk clean up??

Ah I got to let some of the massive ideas in my mind out...

The Adrenaline Effect...

After watching "Mr. & Mrs. Smith" followed by "The Fantastic Four"
There is a hollow invincibility in me.

A superb feeling of Adrenaline rush...
Don't believe in pain, injury or death...

Tomorrow after the effect has vanished,
Will I be able to cope with reality again???

I am alive...

- Dr what's wrong with me?

Lately there is not much I desire to have
Yet countless what I'ld like others to lose.

Sympathy has turned into envy
& Love has changed into haterd.

- (with a satisfactory smile) Full criteria of a healthy human-being son. Welcome to real-life.

My evolving demise...

My eyes move about,
Lights of circuits & magnetic fields all around me,

A knife in hand,
Pealing deep into my skin,

Still no blood...
Still the same old sparkles...

Just another product of our evolving demise,
Still no blood but my circuits are bare, ready for another recharge towards humanity.

Can't find happiness...

I have finally discovered the reason to my failure in finding happiness,

It must be due to my fear of height.

I can never manage to get on cloud 9...

Behind my mask...

Today I woke up through a new energetic horizon,
Washed my face in a pool of certainty,

Put on my costume of self-confidence,
Wore the perfume of eternal luck,

Placed my glasses of bravery,
Fixed a forceful smile

And checked my appearance in the mirror of grandiosity.

On the surface so invincible
Underneath yet so vulnerable...

13s & these stupid 9s...

Who says 13 is the unlucky number?? why is it people hate 13 while there is 9...

How many times have you miscalculated (been fooled to be honest) with these silly 9s while purchasing a product or estimating prices??

-"Oh hi, I was wondering how much this thing costs??"
-"49.99$ sir"
(Brain starts calculating ........ oh it i nearly 50... but it says 40-something... It is 50... no not yet 50...........)
-"Oh my it is a 40$ product!! wow I think I buy it!!"

...and with ears transforming into donkey's, with a smile full of satisfaction, you have been tricked by 9s, 9s & more 9s!!! OH I think I rather hate 9 for fooling my nervous system time after time rather than innocent 13 for it's scary figure!!!

No wonder our dogs look at us in confusion!!!

Not tell a living soul...

I've got a strange feeling I am the only dead person around! It's like everytime I ask someone not to tell a secret to aliving soul, it turns out I am the only one who never hears the subject ever again!

Friends always deny slipping the news out!

It must be people reading my mind through my eyes, the way all my secrets suddenly become universal! Will see a doctor next week for a probable oporation.

Next step I got to filter my mind connection to these sattelites as well...

My middle finger...

The only part of me left is the tip of my right middle finger stretchin out hopelessly for invisible wisdom.

The finger of haterd and rude gestures is the only part of me left out of the ocean of stupidity which surrounds me as I sink further into it's bluish darkness.

No hope surviving the darkness.

This ocean is too deep for my helpless stature to make it out this time.

gulp gulp, the last inch sinking with no will to be saved...

As the centre

As I am the central commandin point in the universe
and galaxies of emotion, wisdom & tolerance hail my presence;
why is it, I gotta obey rules people I don believe in have set for my only chance of living!??

Just born but can't feel the wind...

As I opened my eyes to this nu world, I was expectin a cool breeze or perhaps the warm shining sun to welcome me.

But seems I am destined to carry pain as aliens in green grabbed me, pulled me, fooled me and the next step is probably to Tool me on their way towards success...

Was the scenario I accepted to take part in suppose to be so cruel???