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Only you can see what is happening Are you aware? Are you ready? Do you believe? It's about time this place took a turn In the right direction It's about time we took that one big step for humanity And keep moving forward, whilst smelling the roses of life Kai posted at 9.50 a.m, 1-9-08 Approximately Priceless. Isn't that what you are, you little precious person? I hope they won't buy it and I hope you won't believe it. The last thing you need right now, is that tiny little room for doubt. Oh, you are so screwed. Kai posted at 9.51 p.m, 27-8-08 So bored. Oh so, so bored. Friday might be fun. But until then, oh so, so bored. Kai posted on 5.58 p.m, 26-8-08 One step forward Is still one less step Kai posted at 10.04 p.m, 25-8-08 Something isn't right It's not that it's wrong But it's pulling at my tongue I can't say I can't feel I can't really tell What is this? That's got me down That's got me out Definitely. Kai posted at 10.15 p.m, 22-8-08 More and more and more. Kai posted at 2.25 p.m, 19-8-08 Physics electromagnetism. I think, my brain just developed an alternating current. Ouch. Kai posted at 12.02 p.m, 18-8-08 I've gotten used to the thought of eternity. Holding on forever. I'm taking your word that you're coming back. Only because I believe. Only because I am sure. It's difficult to believe in eternity. When time just stops. Kai posted at 3.41 p.m, 17-8-08 I feel like making no sense today. Making no sense is harder than it seems. I mean, making sense is easy. You just think about something and continue writing about that again and again. I could think of a topic and say 'sheep'. Wool, shearing, baaaaa. It all makes sense. Not making sense. Now, that's hard. Understand? No? Then I just succeeded. Kai posted at 5.54 p.m, 16-8-08 I lie. I'm only a peacemaker. Kai posted at 10.43 p.m, 15-8-08 We've taken off, taken off the cover. Taken off the masks, the first-brand plastic smiles. Taken off the decorations, shown our true selves. We're all miles away from perfection, but it's worth the while. They said beauty's only skin-deep, Inner beauty's the new trend now. But trends are so simply superficial. Does that mean inner beauty will be out of style? Soon, not now, maybe in another life But it's definitely a maybe It won't matter to you, it's won't matter Because to you, it's best out of three. Kai posted at 4.42 p.m, 14-8-08 Who knew volleyball/archery/synchronized diving/swimming could be so exciting? I'm having a crazy time trying to catch them all. And it's not helping that I pretty much blacked out for 1 and a half hours watching weightlifting and archery (at separate times, but still). It is quite exciting. :D And now for your know of the day. When we claim that we know something, we also claim we don't know something else, or claim we know something completely unrelated. Ah, the joys of knowledge. Kai posted at 7.50 p.m, 11-8-08 SO the first thing I see today when I type "http://vivaconfessions.blogspot.com" is this phrase, in it's exact form: "S i M P L i C i T Y - isn't simple". Way to be a sheep in my herd of one. Now some people might be wondering "BUT YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THIS PERSON HOW DO YOU KNOW HE IS COPYING YOU??" I never said he was. But I do know him anyway. How coincidental. So the point of this post? I just wanted to advertise his blog. And point out that he is, obviously, a twit-speaking short boy. Ok you couldn't really tell he's short. But let me just say. He is the 157-160 range. :D Oh sweet sweet words. They can do so much without ever saying anything. BY THE WAY! Olympics opening ceremony! I don't know how hyped I am. I don't even like sports :D Kai posted at 5.57 p.m, 8-8-08 Simply said, " We all live, we all die." Life is defined by birth and death It is littered and decorated by our sins and our deeds Each life itself, it either rubbish or beauty in another's life Ever thought each life itself is either rubbish or beauty in it's own life? If that's the case, I can look at this ribbon on my wall and notice how there is another ribbon on the ribbon, and so on and so forth. How about a cycle? But it doesn't matter. Because life isn't defined by deeds or sins. Life isn't defined by birth or by death. Life is defined by not by a timeline, nor as a noun. Life is defined, by living. It's not life if you don't live. But even if you waste away in front of a television, or commit yourself to a lifetime of humanitarian acts, it's still living. Have I lost you? I have? Great. Seal this deal with a kiss. Don't let it slip don't miss. The words from your mouth they won't sound. I'll wait for you then, to come around. Kai posted at 12.06 a.m, 8-8-08 Angrily, they Shook the cradle and brought it To the peak of it's stable equilibrium Before it falls back safely, unharmed. But nobody is happy with what they just saw. They all say "I've suffered, so should you." They all claim the insurance only welfare states would give. In good, they believe they have the right to boast. But this is not good, this is the worst. They all believe in communism now. What happens to me should happen to you. What I get you get twofold, so that I may get it threefold. It is a cycle, off all words to choose. So they rocked the cradle harder and harder Making it sway to and fro with a danger Matched only by the 'passion' in their eyes. They claim it is passion, nothing more. But passion and lust are not the same. The lust and desire to see one suffer. The lust of jealousy, what I can't have no one can. The cradle rocks too much and it's contents spill As do the contents of one's throat As the smash of finely carved wood and the tumbling of dangerous pillows Occur simultaneously. A cycle is not the best word To describe this woeful scene. But a cycle has begin again and will never end As long as cradle is standing, it will be rocked. Kai posted at 9.44 p.m, 5-8-08 Try to keep me to myself. You'll have to try harder than that. But if you want my absence, just request. I hope it'll be a horribly convincing facade. Kai posted at 10.16 p.m, 2-8-08 |