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Beast Within





The journey into the legend.



Agony

Четверг, 01 Мая 2008 г. 02:05 + в цитатник
James looked into boy's eyes.
- Why don't you fear those monsters? Aren't you afraid of pain?
The answer followed:
- I've got things much more terrible to be afraid of.
- And what's that?
- Hatred in my loved one's eyes and words "I lied you. I don't love you." from her lips.

@music: Jane Siberry - It Can't Rain All The Time
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Love on the Battlefield

Четверг, 17 Апреля 2008 г. 22:15 + в цитатник
Otacon stood there on the snow drenched in Wolf's blood. He was staring at her gentle body and crying...
- Snake! - He shouted. - What was she fighting for? What am I fighting for? What are you fighting for?
Snake stopped, turned around and looked and him.
- If we make it through this I'll tell you.
As the last tear fell off Otacon's face he promised:
- Okay. I'll be searching too.

@music: Godsmack - Make Me Believe
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End of Freedom

Среда, 16 Апреля 2008 г. 20:24 + в цитатник
- Do you have a dream, James?
- Yeah. I have.
But I guess it's a dead dream after all...

@music: Saeko Chiba - Sayonara Solitia
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The Dawn of Peace

Вторник, 01 Апреля 2008 г. 00:57 + в цитатник
Happiness is one of the most valuable things of this world.
Love is the most.

In order to gain power, one must endure the times of loss. In order to understand the meaning of the power. In order to be able to control it. What is given easy, will be lost soon.
In order to be happy, you must go through the agony and pain of loneliness and despair. To cry in silence, missing a loved one over and over... Unless it is over. Unless you are ready.

Some people suffer through their whole life just to receive a chance to be tested. Even an opportunity to fall in love is not given so easily. But once you're in the game, you can't quit. There's no way back.
You were chosen. That means you are worthy to face these trials.

We were taken out of the cruelty of the world in the age of 18, at the dawn of our life.
It is hard. Painful.
But that means the one thing. We are on our way for a true and eternal love. If Heavens have given this chance to us... Then we are strong, no matter what others say. I wonder if this ability to see the signs can help us to stay up till the end.
Well, nothing is worthless in this world. So, everything has sense.

In this crucial world we have a piece of light.

My Angel... Be my lover.
I will be with you. I will protect you.
Until the end.

@music: Scorpions - Send Me an Angel
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Alone in Hell

Четверг, 27 Марта 2008 г. 02:02 + в цитатник
illusions.. and dreams... they keep following...
incredible... in the past I see things that happened not so long ago..
am i afraid of'em..?
am I dead?

I'm writing these lines to remember. The pain.
I am not afraid of it. I was born in this Hell.
And already got used to it.
Just remembered how I lived long ago.
Before they broke my soul.
May be somebody will understand it all.. Understand why? Angel..?

But truly saying I doubt it. It's nonsense for the people of the real world..
Good thing weather has changed. I saw lightnings in the air... Felt the magic. Felt the power.
And it was beautiful...
But now.. don't care.



I'm just half way done. Page 507. Time 18:31.
There was not the only kiss. They spent together a week or so..
And they WERE kissing.
This was another hidden truth. By her lips.
It blinds me. But I still can hear. And thus, can fight.
The game.. The spectral realm.. The game of cards...
This is also a trace of the past. Getting paranoid.. Or.. Was I always like that..?

It was hard only in the beginning. But now I got used.. and I like it all.. This is my home.
They say, once you've seen Hell, you can't come back. But they are wrong.
I just don't want to...






Page 514. Time 18:46. Voice is becoming lower...

"I don't trust his words"... is what I was thinking up to this moment.
But what if I was wrong? What if his friends were saying the truth? What if their love was the best of

all...?
And I. Ruined it.

His words are so brilliant. He's trying to be so kind.
And she's accepting it so easily.. She is shy!

How long is gonna last?

Oh damn...! Can't laugh any more, demons are stronger..






Page 528. Time 19:00.

Missing events. Have to ask later...






Page 532. Time 19:04.

I can't believe it! He's tricking words!!!))))))
He's mistificating playing the role of his mother...)))))))
Dirty trick! Bastard...!
How can a shit like that write such beautiful words...?!

And mistakes are the same. He was trying to put points at first, but then the style came back to senile one.
Angel... you're so naive...
Oh god... This world... or that one... so cruel.
He's using the same trick.. Creating illusioned links... She is making her to be with him through the

others...

Like he was trying to expell me from her life..

P.S. His life story is also a lie, deshou?






Page 545. Time 19:20.

Missing events again...
But at least, that's true. She broke up with him. She.

Now I see. She's really strong.
After all those illusions which she believed, she said him goodbye.
Happiness is what she values the most...
I was so wrong about you, angel... So wrong. I'm so sorry...

P.S. The book about Klaud...







Page 564. Time 19:37.

He was using tears. Damn...







Just thoughts...
You are sincere... You are strong... You are divine...
You are the angel of Sunshine...



Page 578. Time 19:58.

She's sent me a message. She didn't forget about me... Even in this Hell...
I love her. No matter what. She's my Goddess...
But a message back is lacking by time... Anyway, I thank you, dear..





Page 580. Time 20:17.

Time to change myself. I don't wanna be like Will or Asmadeus or whoever else you've got there in the

past...
I wanna be Raziel, Night Raven. I wanna be myself. Like it always has been before.
Want to love you, do love you, hold you, kiss you... Forever....
I promise...

But the Hell is still here. I've to walk this up to the end.
Soon...

I understood the right side of the Scales.
The riddle is solved. Time to get out of here.




Page 591. Time 20:37.

She was kissing them, because of a true soul, because of pitiness...
But those kisses were not sincere. Not passionate.
She was sad... Because the heart always longed for another one...
It's cruel. You went all through this Hell, alone...
For me... I lack words...

I'm so sorry.........



Page 607. Time 20:55.

"Возможно, в этом мире ты всего лишь человек, но для кого-то ты - весь мир."
"Не плачь. Потому что это закончилось. Улыбнись, потому что это было."
"Не прилагай столько усилий, всё самое лучшее случается неожиданно."

These are not rules. Just quotations...
Nevertheless, sometimes they are true.





Page 614. Time 21:00

This is getting fun)))
After all this he's just a slave of the instinct))

Wishing us to brake up... Grrrrrrrr.... The beast is changing forms.
Tiger or Wolf?
Ah, yes.. The Raven.








Page 622. Time 21:14.

This Hell.. He's torturing you!!!
My God... I want to destroy him...

My angel... What have they done to us... Why...





Page 623. Time 21:16.

This all reminds me a tale about the bored shepherd and the wolves...






Page 670. Time 21:49.

You are always seeking the best of the people...
Even when they hurt you, you want to remeber good.
I just can't let you fall into something like that again.
I've got to protect you. You are mine. Forever.




Page 682. Time 21:57.

This moment... The moment which could become our truth...
Has it been all lost forever..?

Raziel, you know the answer. There is no way back...





Page 691. Time 22:10.

Your world.. Forgive me.. For not being able to save it for you.







Page 709. Time 22:25.

Humans are weird things. They have weird bodies, that goes against the soul.
Will I ever be able to understand mine..?

I don't want to. I love you... Save me...

Guys... Why did you do all this? Why did you..?







Page 730. Time 22:42.

Necro, huh? Oh well.. I haven't seen his traces in Hell...
C'moon... I'm tired of this..
Daskete....





Page 751. Time 22:53.

Cool. Every word, every thought. He pointed it all the other way round...
Adding some of His words...
To see what you want to see.
To make believe what you want to believe.

To destroy the world of heaven... Piece of shit...
If only I could face him again.
But crap.. it's all so filthy.

DASKETE!!!




Page 782. Time 23:21.

We quarelled again. Kill me.
I don't understand this. I'm always wrong...

MINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Answer me...





Page 857. Time 23:37.

You stayed strong. Even when everything was down. For me...
And I... I am so...

Stop it. Time to come back.
It's goona be a new world.
I promise you.
I love you. My Angel.




Time 23:50.

It's over. The Hell is over. Forever.
Love and beauty. Nothing more from this on.

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Happiness of the Past

Вторник, 12 Февраля 2008 г. 01:22 + в цитатник

Time to remember something good...

1) Raven


2) Naruto


3) Fable



@music: Avril Lavigne - Girlfriend


Eyes Are Lying

Среда, 06 Февраля 2008 г. 20:28 + в цитатник
Strange.. Why do I feel so lonely.. What do I await from her..?
It is her life, there is a no place for me in it..
Ah, well, I've said already.
Got used to this...

[Almost giving up on trying,
Almost heading for a fall,
And now I'm screaming..
I've gotta keep on fighting.
But then again,
It doesn't end.]

Mom's crying again...
Oh, so what, nobody cares.

@music: The Veronicas - Heavily Broken
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Failed

Вторник, 05 Февраля 2008 г. 01:23 + в цитатник
This world is broken too. Death has lost again.
Love is stronger.
Angel... You are the one...

^_^_^

@music: The Veronicas - 4ever
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Free Mind

Понедельник, 04 Февраля 2008 г. 21:56 + в цитатник
Senseless. It's coming back again. No way...
Recreatting those thoughts again and again, desiring to protect our feelings. But it all ends up with taking the blame for the sadness. No useful lessons are taken out, we just stop for a while to repeat those mistakes once more later.

So, I am totally wrong. It's all the other way round. Guess, I went too crazy about ideal love. As time passes by, less people share these visions of happiness. Nobody's changing. We are just trying to hide from our own reality, creating those illusions of hope, that someday it's gonna be alright. That we can move on... But the time passed. And we are still here, dying.
It seems that you're right, angel. Have to rely only on yourself. There's no reason to trust or to express feelings...

Crap... Please, let me fall asleep... I can't stand this anymore..

It seems, I've started realizing... Realizing about this light and peaceful Silent Hill music. This is how a human feels when being not afraid of death. This is what happens, when you know, that you're going to die. Maybe now, maybe later... But it doesn't matter. Because you're ready. Living close to death, speaking to it, trusting...
Deep in the Dark Forest...

[Forest of Death]

You don't need to hide from anything. Don't have to waste energy on blocking sad thoughts... Your mind is FREE!

And that is when you are fully alive. For a single last moment.

Funny. Love is stronger than death..? Mistake.
[Love and death are the same thing ever...]

@music: Akira Yamaoka [SH2 OST] - Forest
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Shadows from Hades

Воскресенье, 03 Февраля 2008 г. 00:07 + в цитатник
Were we afraid to find ourselves in this silly tale..? Memories over and over flash out... Even further to the past, closer to beginning. Have red old notes of mine. And now I'm wondering.. Is that game I've started still on? Was it running along by side all this time? And that means this world is not real. Stuck in my own delusions. Where is reality?

Andy, do you know the way? How many doors do you see? How many have you marked already...

None a single image has lost. They are still in the memory. And by the help of these notes, it's easy to refresh the feelings. What is that thing I can't let go?

I don't understand the difference... Why do we hide our story of love and happiness? Why don't we share the piece.. Not even a word since yesterday. But, Hell, it's OK with me. I can hide this disappointment...

Nevermind, Angel...

Death is close. Once again.
LAUGH!!! IT IS BEAUTIFUL!!!

@music: The Veronicas - Nobody Wins
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Hot

Пятница, 18 Января 2008 г. 22:40 + в цитатник
Ahh, it's not enough..! I need you more and more. You are my light, you are my dream, you are my eternity... I love you, I want you, my angel!
Need to kiss you over and over again, need to say tender words to you, need to hear you loving me... Everywhere. Every minute, every moment of this short painful life..!

Every second together, whatever... I won't leave you, I want to make you feel happy, fulfilled, exhausted! My kitty, my darling, my elven goddess..!
I don't care what others say. Unless you are mine. And we are as one. And that is forever.

@music: Avril Lavigne - Hot
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Laceration

Пятница, 18 Января 2008 г. 06:48 + в цитатник
The gentle feeling of distortion and lost reality. Just at the moment when you are going to die, somebody close of you looks up at you and says that your death will be just a relief. And then you don't want to die anymore... You don't want anything at all... And you stop posing and come back to suffer more.

All the past, all the words of the worst days come back. Just another rain, another time, but feelings are the same... Yeah, it's cool. Having no tears is fun. It's wonderful, when the demons fighting inside you can barely leave a shadow on your peaceful face. People stare at you, laughing and shouting at you, your weakness, just because you hide your emotions. Just because of the lost faith long ago...
And they wonder why you don't love your relatives. They are ready to ask it everyday and feel a relief over and over again... Because there is someone who is worse than them. They can cover there own sins under the shadow of bigger ones, like yours...

And you are to seek for the only answer...
Why is a broken heart considered to be cold?

@music: Tiziano Ferro - Sere Nere
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Beautiful Life

Воскресенье, 06 Января 2008 г. 22:47 + в цитатник
Y'know, it's fun sometimes, when you remember the past in some different light. When you understand the circumstances in some other way... Like you went through a different world, maybe not real though..

What means the path of dignity? What means the path of God? Who said that we are to suffer in this life, so we could be happy afterwise? Well, nobody said the opposite way...
We are not given a mission before the birth. We are not told that this life is the test of the soul. Behaving in your own way is neither good, nor bad. Our thinking made it so...
We are only to guess what is set to our dreams. Thus, through our instincts, which tell us what to do. We are not animals, we consider ourselves higher... But in the end, are we happier than them, when behaving against our will?

The only thing we are granted is the right of choice. And there is nothing else to make a difference between humans and animals...
We can decide what to believe in, which path to choose. But be careful. Don't overvalue yourself. You are not a God. The desire to create music and the wish to be a famous composer are not the same. The first is given by the world. The last one is what some call destiny...
We are not granted with what we want, but with what we deserve. And the right to judge these is far beyond our reach.

So be it. Be yourself. Take a choice and live beautifully. Like a cat, or a wolf, or a raven, or a cheetah...

Mind does not exist after the choice is made.

@music: {no music this time... must have an honor}
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Not Fair

Суббота, 05 Января 2008 г. 22:01 + в цитатник
I want to scream... I want to cry! I want to tear this goddamn world into pieces!!!
Emptiness.. Feeling of desertion......... There's something stuck... in my heart and.... disintegrating me.........
Have to tear it out!Throw it awuiy...!!!!! shshshHJSDHSh
What happende to my feelings... What is going on..........

I'mscared...............................

[I will be waiting right here only to roam...
When the bells chime like there is no tomorrow...
I'm never gonna ever gonna belong to another no...]

DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAmn!!!!!!!!!
damnamdamdamadnmdmadndamndmndamnadmndmnadjkfnipjher0km 49n je98-9 utb n9ui4hn6u94 n59uhn 56h 4iu689uy90jb hr509hj09h j 0945jh056 h05690h0-y3o g dlfshk3w4'yk3p]5ai -i

[My candle shines at nighttime
Through the dawn,
But my darling you have fallen
And don't belong...]

WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&&&&&&&&&&??????? ()((((((((((((((((((
Ehy are u tearing us apaert ?!!?!?! HAve we deserved xctyhis n????????????
Crucify me.l But why HER?"?!
} WHat's so pure avbouut all this?!?!? Are you thiunking you can controkl???!
Do you think you hknow everythuing&*!&!?!?!?
HUHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&&&&&&???????

Smoke... It comes from nearby... Fire...
[NOT AN ANGEL YET....!!!!]




....................................................scream...........
@music: Mess.....
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Feelings of the Past

Воскресенье, 30 Декабря 2007 г. 15:15 + в цитатник
Still remember, how we used to play innocently back there... I still remember, how we used to dream, to laugh, to cry. Has it all been lost among these promblems around us..?

[We picked a helluv'of a night,
From the shore I see the skyline..
In a couple of hours from now, Rick,
We're gonna get out of this life...]

Yeah.. I liked that song. I liked John's voice. It seemed so soft. I wish I had a voice like his...
I tried to sing his songs like him. I even acted a singer once. Well.. I bet, no one got it.

[And just like Butch and Sundance
We'll ride until the dawn,
Sipping whiskey, singing cowboy songs,
On the Right Side of Wrong...]

It seems so far away now. But still, so kin. It's like something sweet and beautiful that has been lost long ago, now comes back. I wonder if you feel it, angel... What is gonna be for us? What is it gonna be for you?
What do you dream about? What do you regret about?

A person cannot erase a feeling by saying to everybody that it doesn't exist. You'll be just calling it another name. If not hatred, then hipocrisy or lust or fear or whatever... But in the end we'll just finish realizing, that we have been lying...
Remember Interstate 60? You can't talk about something you've never felt. Yeah, maybe living without black feelings seems beautiful... But you can't hide.

[We'll make the grade,
They'll know our names,
I need a friend to drive here.
Wear my necklace
Of St. Christopher
And talk to him while I go inside.
I'll take that suitcase,
Get the cash
And we'll be gone before you know..
Wait until we tell the girls we're moving down
To the Gulf of Mexico...]

@music: Bon Jovi - Right Side of Wrong
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Sydney

Воскресенье, 30 Декабря 2007 г. 11:13 + в цитатник
Yeah, yeah, I know why you showed me that ugly dream. I didn't have talk to him at all, so he would understand everything by himself. Good thing, haven't gone too far. They have their own path. Don't interfere. Don't play the role of a World...
I'm really sorry, Rain. But the will for life is the most valuable thing in the end. When it will be really perfect. Just hope that you feel a friend, when she needs you.

@music: James Blunt - Cry
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Grave Ghost

Воскресенье, 30 Декабря 2007 г. 11:03 + в цитатник
Sometimes it's very hard to stand up back on your feet. Learn how to walk once again. Learn how to fight with a smile...
But this is the only way. Pieces of broken souls ain't fitting each other by themselves. Bad use. You dremt about the separation. And that's why you've got it. Everything is explained.
Well, it passed. Just don't forget it again...

@music: Blackmore's Night - Scarbourgh Fair
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One More Death

Пятница, 28 Декабря 2007 г. 22:03 + в цитатник
Damn it! It's painful again. How many times do we have to fall and crash our bones to pieces just to get up after that, collect them and walk on once more..? Beasts of hatred and evil surround your body, tear your flesh... But don't kill.
They don't touch your rotting heart, they just eat you slowly, watching you suffer after the fall, so you could feel it... And the longer you stay on the ground, hoping to die, the more pain is running through you. And so finally you understand, it's just a matter of time, when you start moving, trying to heal the wounds and live on.
They can't kill you, cause of the shining love inside you...
And that's why death is easier. Death is not painful. That is why death is nothing but merely a delusion after all this.

Strange. It was so peaceful there, on the top... That I've almost forgot how to.. exist.

Get up... Get up! They are waiting for you. And not only them. Your angel still needs you....
[[[GET UP!!!]]]

P.S. Damn... I'm starting to feel ashamed that you read all this, angel... Something I really wanted to hide deep inside...

@music: City Sleeps - Another Day
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Flying Wind

Среда, 26 Декабря 2007 г. 22:10 + в цитатник
Lonely again... Naked chest, long hair waving, wounded hands in the pockets, standing on top of the rock - show the wind how to fly.
Spirits of despair of emptiness nest in the bottom, like predators of rotting flesh. Reckless thoughts fall off the mount, being devoured by those ghosts. Slowly, painfully, agonizing...
The air is frosty. Snow strikes from every directions altogether. It's getting harder and harder to stay here, on the edge. Soon, will be blown off this stage and lost forever. No need to climb back again.
There has been enough of these sceneries. Endless valley landscapes, torturing grey sky. Look up and smile! Somebody might notice you.. before your final fall.
Is it day or night? It has no sense any more. And no difference. Time has disappeared.
Only love and despair left...

@music: Akira Yamaoka [SH2 OST] - Promise
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Dark Vision

Воскресенье, 23 Декабря 2007 г. 18:27 + в цитатник
Screaming out always makes some sense... If not for you, then for the others.
Such a deep feeling of loss, like we become something unreal after being striken by a lightning.
Seems like a human body is too week to enhold light and fire without pain. And so, times are changing. Being lost and found again, rising up and falling down, the eternal cycle of life and love. The fire of the human soul.
The visions and sounds knock into this sanctuary. Some tell about bad times in their lives, some feel happy, some are just seeking... But what about the world? Is it happy... Or should we say.. Is He happy?

Just received a call from my mom. She's crying... Has death already come..?
Darkness.. No wish to laugh. But I make myself to. Why? What for..?
It seems like bad things happening just because we forget the price we paid to gain what is precious to us... How to make ourselves to remember?

Maybe you were right, angel? Maybe we just have to live on..?
But in the end, we can't hide from pain.

Well, if souls are together, bodies can't separate them. Love is the strongest, the most wonderful thing we could ever imagine. It just can't be another way.

[Keep the life burning
To shine the love always!
Always...]

The future is worth the fight. We'll be together. No matter what. No matter how... We'll find our path.

@music: Brainstorm - Colder
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Insanity

Среда, 19 Декабря 2007 г. 08:09 + в цитатник
Arrgh wha' the hell is standin'..?!
It's just llike everything's beating off the skies and jumping all around...
Curse it all! Yeah, it's cool for some time... but goddamn ther's no oth' way to get through!!!
This creeping stubborness is disappointin'... Very disappointing!
Too bad for taking no sleep... And now it's even further than before... Will we ever be free from this distant freedom?! I wonder why is that for... Have sins a price..?
But don't give up... No more... In the end, you can always do that... But fighting on and lookin' further is somewhat more sensefull...

If only thess creeping zombie bats would stop flying around... Just for a little bit...
Linking iterators... failed again... damn...

@music: Godsmack - Livin' In Sin
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Pain

Суббота, 15 Декабря 2007 г. 00:51 + в цитатник
Now I understand. There will be even more suffering than before.
But there is no mistake. The light is becoming brighter...
And this is the way to the absolute and eternal love. This is the price for the happiness. We'll go through this. I swear.
We'll go through. And in the end, there will be nothing, that can separate us.

Just believe me. The raven will guide us. From this on, there is no misunderstanding. No more secrets, no more regrets, no more past..

I love you, my angel. I'll be with you till the end of the Universe.

@music: Scorpions - Send Me an Angel
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The Final Choice

Пятница, 14 Декабря 2007 г. 23:56 + в цитатник
Now or never.
I swear, I won't go back. No more. If love is true, it will be revealed today.
I am sacrificing everything now. I swear, that if she rejects a favour, I shall die.
If you love a person, there is no chance of betrayal.
This is the only truth...

Now or never.

@music: Ария - Потерянный рай
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Broken Silence

Среда, 12 Декабря 2007 г. 23:11 + в цитатник
The fog has been surrounding all day long. Was that because of those dead thoughts? Or the other way round?
Fog is my home.
But finally I've come to realize that hope only brings suffer. Without hope there is nothing to fight for, just emptiness. And this fog. I was sure to have lost everything. I was so sure to be left alone once again. Why... Why is that past always hunting me..? Why?!
The price, right? But what if...

What if happiness is something we don't deserve? Because we've been already given a chance to live. Without any sacrifices. And all the time and pain is not the price for the future... But only for this chance...

The distance... The time... The space... What's it all for?
And even now, I can't get rid of those feelings. Like being manipulated! I'm a psycho..! Was it all planned before?
I'm starving of tenderness and care... Want to feel love... It's not enough just to know that! It's not enough... Words, and touch, and kisses, and tears... Don't you need it? Don't you care about it? Is it all right with you just to ..dream.. about love?!

Leave the dreams for the dead.
Please.
Because we are alive.
And we love.

@music: Linkin Park - My December
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Menace of Society

Среда, 05 Декабря 2007 г. 20:11 + в цитатник
Железная дверь защелкнулась за спиной, оставив лишь слабое эхо в сумеречном воздухе. Призрачный свет фонарей освещал уютные дома, спящие деревья и небольшую пешеходную дорожку, ведущую к остановке. Странно было в который раз видеть этот укромный уголок, где небольшой парк и городская жизнь слились воедино, сотворив новый мир с порой неожиданными ощущениями. Верхушки деревьев, небо и луна... и больше ничего. А город словно остался за стеклянной стеной. Виден свет фар пролетающих мимо машин, но машин, проносящихся беззвучно, словно воспоминания.

"Love..."

Уставший город медленно остывал под влиянием опускавшейся на землю прохладной зимней ночи. Где-то под ногами промелькнула кошка. Из-за ограды донеслось жалобное мяуканье, оборвавшееся воинственным кошачьим кличем, а затем все снова стихло...

"Angel is sad again. Bad time, bad place, bad word... Why does it have to be so? Why can't I be next to her when she's really in need? I just want to touch her, kiss her, hold her close...
It's just a feeling comes - something's wrong again. But no answer. No call, no message. Not even a single word "Help me...". She's always taking her feelings inside. Telling them to someone else. And the one who's the last to know it.. is me..."

Мимо проехал автобус. Следующего ждать около часа. Слишком долго. Придется снова лезть в скучную и тесную маршрутку. Среди деревьев уже виднелась пустынная остановка...

"Why am I to create all those fears? It's like I'm really trying to end this, just can't find a proper reason. But I don't want to... Am I lying to myself? I guess no... Then why? If only I could be standing there next to her every day, giving her courage and hope. Taking her bad thoughts and entrusting her with light... But it always goes the other way round. Just tired of being sorry..."

Из-за поворота вылетела уставшая маршрутка и с характерным визгом проскользила по мокрому асфальту. Передняя дверь открылась и с соседнего водительскому места сошел мужчина и зашагал прочь. Водитель отчаянно жестикулировал и что-то объяснял сидящему рядом пассажиру. Что ж, по крайней мере не придется давиться в салоне. Захлопнулась дверь, и шофер вдавил педаль газа. До слуха донесся видимо уже давно начатый монолог:

- ...У нас ведь домашние пассажиры, верно? Все любят поесть, поспать. Надо будет в следующий раз захватить пирожков с картошкой и мягких подушек. Все для наших дорогих пассажиров...

Спустя несколько секунд становится ясно, что этот монолог изрекает сам водитель, успевая при этом и за дорогой следить, и по сторонам повертеться. Из салона доносится слабый голосок:

- На стоматологии остановите...
- Да-да-да! - отвечает громкий бас. - Конечно. Стоматология - это у нас обязательная остановка. Не волнуйтесь, дорогие пассажиры. Но сначала у нас поворот. На повороте никто не выходит? - Секундное молчание. - Понятно. Но зато заходят, - продолжает комментатор. За то время, пока девушка поднималась в салон, у шофера уже появилась новая тема для разговора.

От внезапного возгласа пассажиры вздрогнули:

- Ух ты! Что это там, опять авария? - спрашивает водитель, указывая на пару легковушек за перекрестком, мигающих аварийными огнями. - Ну что ж ты будешь делать, сейчас это чуть ли не на каждом углу. Погода такая, скользко вокруг. Однажды случай был, подъезжал к остановке, уже почти затормозил, пассажиры как всегда на ходу выскакивали, и вдруг удар - и затем темнота. Открываю глаза и вижу, что лечу на всех парах прямо в гущу иномарок. Стуки, крики, где-то мимо бокового стекла пролетело собственное колесо. Задний бампер затерялся где-то на крыше. Как оказалось, троллейбус на скользкой дороге в меня врезался, прямо возле остановки, а сам потом сиганул в реку... Стоматология, дорогие пассажиры, кто просил - выходим, пожалуйста. Не торопитесь, берегите свое здоровье. Следущая у нас мельни...
- На мельнице, - со вздохом облегчения выдавил паренек, сидящий рядом с шофером.
- Очень хорошо. Мельница - хорошая остановка. Затем у нас костюмы. Костюмы есть? Нет, а развилка? - Судя по звуковым помехам из салона, "развилка была". - Ну вот и отлично. Значит, сейчас прямиком до развилки...

На несколько секунд воцарилась тишина.

- Ах, что ж ты будешь делать... - с досадой глядя на входящую женщину, прокричал водитель. - Вот сейчас бы над чужими огородами домчались до развилки, а там уже и до дома недалеко. Что ж вы, девушка, не могли подождать Петю? Там Петя сзади едет, потом скажет, что Володя прошелся тут бронепоездом и всех-всех-всех пассажиров собрал. А Володе придется потом чипсы Пете покупать, чтобы не обижался.

На развилке маршрутка должна была выехать на главную улицу под весьма неудобным острым углом. Поэтому Володя стал заранее выглядывать в боковые стекла.

- Ну вот, сейчас мы проскочим.. Ан нет.. Что ж ты так, побоялся. Сейчас бы уже ехал себе на всех парах. Как же, не побоишься тут, когда у тебя полный салон пассажиров. Вот не побоишься так один раз, и потом 15 лет домой добираться будешь. А ну, Вам там ближе, дорогая, посмотрите, нет ли машин справа.

Женщина смущенно оглянулась в окно, а затем неожижиданно таким же громким голосом сказала:

- Нет, нет, машин нету, можете ехать.
- Спасибо большое. А там точно ничего не было? А то знаете, один раз тоже так сказали "Машин нету", а потом спустя секунду - БУХ - удар! "Ты же сказал, машин нет справа? - Ну да, машин не было. Был мотоцикл." Ну да ладно, не смущайтесь вы так, я вам верю. О-о-о, многовато пассажиров на развилке, всех не возьмем. Опа! А ну-ка кто-нибудь из салона быстренько наперед садитесь, место тут освободилось. Не толпитесь, дорогие пассажиры. Так, дальше НОРД. НОРД есть?
- Да, есть!
- Хорошо, мы приближаемся к НОРДу, дорогие пассажиры.

И снова неожиданно затих. Следующая просьба вернула его к нормальному состоянию:

- На Мирном, будьте добры.
- Да, обязательно, конечно. Внимание, дорогие пассажиры, производим стыковку со станцией "Мир".

Кто-то из пассажиров не сдержал смешок и поспешил выскочить из транспорта.

- Ну а теперь, дорогие пассажиры, прошу внимания. Стройматериалы, лестница, Голубые есть? Голубые - это название микрорайона, а не то, что вы подумали. Значит, нет? Прекрасно. А Метро есть? Ну, хорошо, до Метро без остановок. - Водитель оглянулся через плечо. - Ура! Наконец-то в салоне стало свободно. Дорогие пассажиры, танцплощадка расчищена, можно начинать дискотеку, всех прошу, - и резко крутанул ручку громкости радио. Впрочем, через пару секунд вернул ее на место, так как сообразил, что голос его стал плохо слышен окружающим. - А вот и Метро. Ну вот и все, дорогие пассажиры, следующая станция - орбитальная станция Родной Дом. Всем спасибо за внимание, все свободны.

Дверь распахнулась, и в лицо ударил свежий ветер холодной улицы. Ночное небо переливалось оттенками серого и синего цветов. Где-то вдалеке каркнул ворон, вернув в душу привычное ощущение грусти и безысходности...

"How much do we have to pay in order to prove our existence..? Just want to become a human. Just want to love.. To be loved.. What's wrong with that?
Love..."

[Can I leave behind my naivety of youth..?
Will I be crucified for wanting to believe..?]

[I believe...]

@music: Poets of the Fall - King of Fools
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Facing the Demons Again

Вторник, 04 Декабря 2007 г. 23:44 + в цитатник
And it comes. The demon has been named. At least the enemy is not invisible any more. Cccchhhk... .Daaamn!! And it strikes back.. Huh... Easy prey, yeah? I won't give up that bad... I won't give up!

[And now I look through my minds eye,
And see where my past needs to rest...]

Pain is the price to be. The price to live. And while it lasts, I can be sure the soul is still alive. Hiding somewhere deep inside from these beasts. I can only hope, it is safe back there.. RrrraH!!

[It's always disturbed by these voices,
That echo inside of my head..]

I'm not sure how long... How strong. I don't know. But I've seen its face. And that is already enough to carry on the fight. Hope somebody will notice. Somebody surely will. Fight for dignity... Or not? I don't have time to decide. From now on, time does not exist for me. Eternal fight...

[Another way that I can hide,
Another reason to crawl inside
And get away
From everything
And everywhere
And everyone...]

[NO!!!]

Hmm.. I'm starting to like it... Strange. The feeling of pain. And life. And those voices. I want to destroy them... Mmmm.. Anyway.
Don't come close to me. Don't touch me, cause I might not notice you. Don't risk your soul... Cause I don't have one now. And I'm desperately seeking for something to replace it. Don't make unnecessary sacrifices...

[Its all these demons haunting me,
Its all these little things trapped inside of me..
Releasing me from all my sin...!]

Blast. Flash. Darkness, then light again... Aaah, yes, I'm getting it now. Blood, flesh, fallen angels, risen devils... What comes next? Visions from the past.. Kiss..! It is painful... But... interesting.. Indeed... DAMN! Head is crashing..!

[It's taken me all of my anger,
And taken me all of my hate
To learn how my life came together...
Releasing the demons......]

[Again!]

But there is a reason, right..? Angel... Are you still with me..?

@music: Godsmack - Releasing the Demons
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Аудио-запись: Poets Of The Fall - Late Goodbye

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