Fantisezed emotions appearing real

I am so blessed, SO blessed, that i always get the wrong things in life. Really,! No kidding.
Can i ask myself why? Can i ask you? Can i ask anybody?
It is something I ponder, knowing that I would never get an answer.
It is hard to not think about it.
I ve a book that I write, only when I am sad. I think i need to get a new one.
At this point, i tend to blame my parents, my attitude, and myself.
Yes. the biggest reason why I am like this.. is ME
All I can think about, now, is the ashes, when i will see when I am burnt after I die.
When we were born, we came empty handed, when we die, we go empty handed ( Namadurai sir).
Having that in mind, i will control myself to shun myself from thinking too hard. About anything at all.

I am egoistic

Music is Sex

Standing by the window
Eyes upon the moon
Hoping that the memory will leave her spirit soon
She shuts the doors and lights
And lays her body on the bed
Where images and words are running deep
She has too much pride to pull the sheets above her head
So quietly she lays and waits for sleep

She stares at the ceiling
And tries not to think
And pictures the chain
She's been trying to link again
But the feeling is gone

And water can't cover her memory
And ashes can't answer her pain
God give me the power to take breath from a breeze
And call life from a cold metal frame

In with the ashes
Or up with the smoke from the fire
With wings up in heaven
Or here, lying in bed
Palm of her hand to my head
Now and forever curled in my heart
And the heart of the world


Dream Theater

Where did we come from?
Why are we here?
Where do we go when we die?
What lies beyond
And what lay before?
Is anything certain in life?

They say, "life is too short,"
"the here and the now"
And "you're only given one shot"
But could there be more,
Have i lived before,
Or could this be all that we've got?

If i die tomorrow
I'd be allright
Because i believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on

I used to be frightened of dying
I used to think death was the end
But that was before
I'm not scared anymore
I know that my soul will transcend

I may never find all the answers
I may never understand why
I may never prove
What i know to be true
But i know that i still have to try

If i die tomorrow
I'd be allright
Because i believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on

"move on, be brave
Don't weep at my grave
Because i am no longer here
But please never let
Your memory of me disappear"

Safe in the light that surrounds me
Free of the fear and the pain
My questioning mind
Has helped me to find
The meaning in my life again
Victoria's real
I finally feel
At peace with the girl in my dreams
And now that i'm here
It's perfectly clear
I found out what all of this means

If i die tomorrow
I'd be allright
Because i believe
That after we're gone
The spirit carries on



Dream Theater
Scenes From A Memory
The Spirit Carries On
Music by dream theater
Lyrics by john petrucci

The shortest was was fought by Britain against Zanzibar that lasted for 38 minutes.
:)

I miss this guy called ram.