ODINSONSAYS

Last night, i watched an old 1940 movie called "Thief of Bagdad". It starred Conrad Veidt and Sabu. Honestly, the 1978 version of "Thief of Bagdad" with peter Ustinov, Kabir Bedi and Roddy McDowall is the one that have a nostalgia value to me but..what the hey, the 1940 version will do and it is a better movie i think.
Of course, i watched that movie in the purpose of an evening entertainment for ‘Arabian nights’ is one of my favorite movie theme (Thanks to Mr. Ray Harryhausen hehehe..) but during my time when i watched that movie, suddenly my mind just snapped.
It happened during the scene where Abu stole 2 pancakes for him and Ahmad.
When Ahmad started to eat the pancake, Abu said to him :

"You can’t eat a pancake without honey !"

Ahmad replied "Well, where do you expect we can afford or find some honey for these pancakes?"

and then, quickly Abu answered "God has gave us pancakes for us and He will gave us honey for these pancakes"

Small scene but it has big impact for me.
It reminded me to ‘always have faith in Him everytime and He will provide us what is the best for our needst’.

Sacred addiction
Legal form of brainwashing
No need for needles
No injection
Exploration of truth
or exploitation of exclusive syndrome
Which is right? which is wrong?
Both of them are not without flaws
Clarity is only for crystal dawn
Empty shells longing for definite substance
But the act reflects a mental erosion
A drop of light is a possible perception
A drop of sun ray
or
Sonic bombardment

No need for a badge, no need for armor, no need for clothes
No need for religion, screw it!!!

Are you forget something crucial? The most important of all…more important than sacred system or methods….

God

It used to be an institution where we can study and a place for us to learn something valuable for the people..
Now, it’s just a goldmine for some people and a business opportunity to sell a so-called ‘recognition’ piece of paper (which is sometimes, pretty useless in the end) with a premise of ‘A place to pursue higher educations’..(yeah..right)..

Hope you leeches burn in the lowest pit of hell !!!

This is just for the pearl of Atlantis,

Ever since long, long time ago,
I’ve been building a wall
So thick
and
So high

Every encounter mean a new brick
Every betrayal mean a new layer

So thick
and
So high

My own protection against every hostile attempt
My own protection to keep the enemies at bay

So thick
and
So high

It become nigh impenetrable
It become my own prison

I was a convict without a ball and chain
I was a prisoner by my own hands

A thought of being insecure
Countless attempt to keep me secure
In the end, i was securely insecure

When i built that wall, i forgot one very important and  simple thing:

A door

It is time for a new and easier task to begin
To build a door
Learn to open myself for my better half

With a door built on the wall, a new start is beginning
It is no longer a prison anymore
Now, it is a place i could hang my hat

A place that i can call it: home

I am sorry for the thing i call the wall

Yesterday…the tears in my eyes were the fruits of misery and sadness..
Today…the tears in my eyes are the fruits of smile and happiness..

Knowing that it turns out that there are still some of souls that i know show me that they still care for me and give me a reason to enjoy my days to come, even though i didn’t asked them to.

Now i realized, during the dark days the true color will appear..no matter how far or how close..

To all of you, i would have embrace you in my arms..
To all of you, there is always a ‘room’ reserved for you..
To all of you, you are welcome in my house anytime..

Looks like God still loves me after all..

Pffft!!!!!
As if i haven’t got enough pain already….
Let’s see what do we have so far…

A razor blade in my back..
A dagger stabbed at my heart..
A gazillion thumbtacks at my neck..
3 inches nails piercing my feet..
Glass shards in my eyes..
All of my nails got pulled out..
and a crowbar rammed to my chest..

Yeah…as if those weren’t enough…
some assholes put lotsa bullets in my head!!!!!
Ooow..happy, happy..joy..joy..
HMPF!!! Let’s see, i bet there will some bloody, ass-fucker, shitty, heartless bastards
bring a new instrument of pain coming at me..yeah…that will happen..heh!!!

As ussual..
What else is new?????

At June 27the 2008, comic industry has lost one of it’s big talent, Michael Turner. Michael Turner was the creator of Witchblade, Fathom and the founder of Aspen comic.
Since he diagnosed with cancer on 2000, it turned out he was never that healthy (although from the surface, he looked fine). After 7 years of battle, he passed away.
Honestly, i’m not a really big fan of his work but his passing is really bring out the tears from my eye sockets.

With so many great artists (Will Eisner, Jack Kirby, Alex Toth and Mike Weiringo..to name a few) have found their place up there, someday heaven will publish it’s own comic book company.

Michael Turner is not with us today but his work will influence many of tomorrow’s artists.

Now…..please, bow your heads together and let us pray for him and his family.

PS:
If you’d like to send condolences to Michael’s family, please send them to :
Aspen MLT, Inc.
C/O Michael Turner
5855 Green Valley Circle, Suite 111
Culver City, CA, 90230

Do you want to walk the yellow brick wall with me ?
                             or
Do you just want to walk the yellow brick road ?

At the end of the yellow brick road, there lies the emerald city..
A city of joy, peace and happiness…
but
there is also the wicked witch of the west who will bring trouble, malice and sadness waiting for us there..

Together we can defeat the witch as long as we hold on to each other..
Together we can overcome any problems that lies beyond the sunrise..
Together we will fight the world and stand victorious on top of the palisade hill..

There is no victory without a fight..
There is no fight without sacrifices..

How big is the will to sacrifice?

The ‘L’ word is not about acceptableness..
The ‘L’ word is also about sacrifices..

Are you willing to sacrifice in order to walk the yellow brick road?
The road is ‘God knows’ how long it will be..are you prepare for whatever will we encounter during the journey?
There will be no one but us in this road..no one…
Are we ready for the journey?
Let’s travel lightly…take what is necessary, throw the ego away
Are you ready?

Again….

Do you want to walk the yellow brick wall with me ?
                             or
Do you just want to walk the yellow brick road ?

OoOOOOoOoOOOOOOH GOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My head feels like the weight of 1000 bastard elephants from hell..

The moist of my sight has finally out..

I just can not believe this….i really really did not expect this coming

Act like Lilith instead of comforting breeze..

In this dire time,
I guess it’s true what the old lesson has taught:
The true color will appear at the time when the sun don’t shine and God give test the children of men..

The pearl almost lost its shine as these tears begin to fall..

Are we wretched or bold?

Are we garbage or gold?

Can we make the right call?

Can we change it at all?

Does anyone really care for me at all?

I hope that God will show me the way to clear my heart and may He show me a path which will lead me to the palisade of immortal peace.

Amen

Oh God..i really, really  don’t know where should i share about this…..
I got no one i could really talk to about my feelings….