October 6, 2008
ResiDual
In case you’re wondering how a blog can take pictures,
I’d just like to say that I am, of course,
not the one who originally takes them
You know who takes them
‘History’ says everything
To remind you,
The only thing I am able to do,
Is write, re-write and alter text,
I refuse to copy other people’s work
Except regurgitating the material that is given to me by my ‘one and only’
Even though the text is aggressively different from the original
There is still a connection I believe
A connection that binds the digital with the humane
That, despite their physical differences,
Are in fact, alike
Different colour, the same droplets
October 2, 2008
Reflecture
Reflecture – my new electronic music genre that I recently engineered and designed
It consists of reflective lyrics
Mirrored thick bass sound
A sharp, precise aesthetic that can hurt the pleasured mind state if used in a ‘randomly generated playlist’
or at a high class event
Its looks can kill the most critical and sophisticated people,
as it is a sophisticated genre itself
It would be pleased to meet any new music-lovers that have intelligence in the field of electro grooves
Geographically unaffected, though often produced in the prefectures of the blogosphere which have happy go-lucky people: WordPress.com and so on…
Reflecture is part of the new-wave of musical genres popping up here, there and nowhere
September 30, 2008
Aubergine
Aubergine…
not the colour of my blood
nor the colour of my taste
It is average in spelling
and average in pronunciation
It is not a hard concept to define
It is just a shade of colour
But in this case
It seems appropriate to use it
Somewhere else
Somewhere very else
to describe a shade of another sort
The shade of the future
Of which I am a part of
And am not afraid to speculate towards
A shade that I gleefully look forward to
But I would only want to be aware of the result,
I do not even want to imagine experiencing it
I would dare not want to experience it
because of what it may bring
What it may bring to innocence
Innocence of the living,
And its inability to ever associate with such a word again
I am, in fact not talking about the world melting due to certain-coloured gases
Rather,
The downfall of the media
Which I believe will happen first
And will ruin the numerous lives of good-willed citizens and netizens
Through an inevitable obliteration of morality
And a certain form of ill-trust towards each other,
Leading to what I regret to utter…
A Disconnectedness
Untangable
