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Saturday, October 3rd, 2009
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2:00 am - I thank thee, lord
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Why do they desecrate us...?
Allahu, you blessed us with a gift, but others call it a curse...
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1:43 am - Tis the fateful night
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And one day, our path will cross
Hate will burn, impaled upon the altar
No eyes, yet you will the force
And one day, we'll have to kill each other
Remember me, and shun me
Goodbye, dear friend
May we cross paths again
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12:55 am - Enlightenment
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| Friday, September 18th, 2009
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10:18 am - The Media Society [?]
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I've thought so, the Television fell onto my head...
I've realized so, the Newspaper cut my fingers...
I've discovered so, the Camera blinded my eyes...
I've learned so, the Pen stabbed through my heart...
I've regarded so, the Media that kills...
haha...well...what a morbid way to express my new inspiration...maybe, I could undermind the establishment of a corporation...incorporating specialists from different forms of media...the writer, the videoman...the voice...the pictures...I'm aiming for Joel and Aaron..more to come...the founding fathers...the Society for Mediac
hrrmm...wat else...a company..? we can make money...? or do we just voice out the world of teenagers..from the very teenage point of view...I'm not really sure......but members must have their weapons....my pen, my tongue, my camera...
the instrumentals....ooh...to create a media frenzy...to commence a new era of thinkers...hrrmm
very big idea, Izhar....
who's in...?
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| Tuesday, August 10th, 2004
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9:44 pm - Ouch, Guess I Broke Something Else Besides My Leg
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Well,
I've just been accidentally in love, sweetheart...
And It's not yet time, sweetheart...
I Submit To Thee, Darkness
Engulf Me, Flame deadlier
Take Me, Death Harness
Hold Me, Mother
Guess, I'm too broken...broken enough to write...
Belched forth the mist from beyond the horizon. The ominous cloud reeled across, birds rushed forth and mocked me. My eyes gazed as requiem past. The rolling field grew stiff, my knees froze....
Giex...maybe I should continue when I'm reposed...
[-Izhar-] Please Be Strong, Sweetheart...
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| Monday, August 9th, 2004
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11:20 pm - It's good to be back...
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Well, it's been months since I visited you, sweetheart...
I think, tonight might be fitting to continue my story...I'm rather anxious, going to climb my rooftop and do what I used to do...perhaps, I've mended you, sweetheart...
I want, a necessity, to look at the stars...the moon...beauty...the reflection of my ownself upon her visage...my lost soul...the yearn to regain my posturity, my chastity...the long attendance for you, sweetheart...
Many Nights I cried,
Broken
Many Times The Pain,
Broken
Many Gloom That Came,
Broken
Many Beats The Heart,
Broken
I wished I could mend you, sweetheart...
You have yet to learn, sweetheart...
To know, sweetheart...
To desire, sweetheart...
To taste, sweetheart...
To feel, sweetheart...
To Trust and To Care.
To Love, sweetheart...
And Upon The Darkness, The Light
The Brilliance Shone, I died
And Upon The Lamp, The Dark
The Darkness Moaned, Awoke
I once had you, sweetheart...literally...Sweet Heart
Shalt One Day, Shalt One Night
The Tea and The Chalice,
The Blood That I spilled, The Tears
Shalt Once again, I sweeten my heart...
[-Izhar-]
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| Sunday, May 2nd, 2004
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11:36 am - Am I to create a compilation...?
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Hey, those patrons of mine many prosaic and poetic excerpts...
I just want to thank you all.
[-Izhar-]
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| Monday, April 19th, 2004
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7:15 pm - 2nd chapter
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quite flimsy...though i'm practising a new style of writing...getting the hang of it but more rooms to improve such as contents...contents within so few words...
Of Speech, arise The Riders
<< My people, rally upon my flag, we shall not avenge but we shall make their plight! >>
‘Sire, why not of vengeance? The blood that spilled must be replenished.’
<< May not death had taken us hither, Elen Talondson? >>
‘Nay, sire.’
<< Ask no more, the dearest. For their flight will halt and shalt then our spears
clash for the first time and shalt our lances run through deep into them, wounded
ones. Killing will then gainsay our hunt >>
‘Of strength renewed shalt we marched. Upon doom unknown?’
<< Upon such fates that await us, Hannan, Son of Hendon. Be afraid not for we shall be in unison to that deeds that our forerunners had taken. Bleed not, seek not of death. But cease upon the enemy, their hunger. >>
‘Shalt we not then give chase? Shalt we not then shoot our arrows from the heat of our yews?’
<< Nay, young lords, I fear not of their immense but I fear that of your hearts and that of your bearers>>
‘Henceforth came our horses upon whatever doom betide their masters, sire’
<< Lords of Creatures, you are. But lord of fate, naught that you heed none. Oh, the haste! >>
‘Sire, we are ready. Upon our swords may there be the fire rekindled. And the horses fed, groomed are the steeds as our shields that we bear.’
<< Hail, hail our heroes to come. I see but the light and faith in your eyes. Behold then your prowess. Behold, young lords of Imzharil. The sun rises. To the east we shall fly with the wind upon the wings of our horses. The gale of time may withstand, nay not our fury will mismanage. Forth, young lords! >>
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7:14 pm - Got bored...wrote this...
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Death or Glory
Disaster of the Elindor field
Desolated was the battlefield when we arrived. The ominous cloud, red by the sunset, rolled across the sky. The smell of decay embraced us and our horses shuddered at such sight. Of death and destruction. The corpses of warriors littered upon the filth of shattered swords and broken spears. Shields embedded unto the ground, muddy with blood. The fresh smell of burned corpses. Once, they were brave lads and evildoers. We saw before us, the tide that came and went. Axes wielded unto skulls pearly white upon the desert of life. No souls, we saw, of that our kin. None we could salvage. No story read but one. That is of defeat and agony. Clearly, they had no victory. We came but too late.
We made our way to the mile of the battlefield, hoping to find survivors. Seeking both friend and foe amongst the pile of rotten flesh that took away the hearts of our many men. I could feel the angst that crept upon us. Some horses reigned forlornly, dropping their riders. The fair steeds could take no more and left, galloping due west towards our fortress. The fallen riders lay on the ground, unmoving. All too quiet, their souls taken with no hopes of finding their fathers and brothers within the living graveyard. They were left there, perchance to grieve forever in eternal bliss.
Men of such dignity and courageous deeds. Yet now, my men fell onto their knees and wept upon the soil. Their tears trickled like water upon a lone fountain. Further do they drift, from the beauty of ancient gardens. Their swords hung loosely upon their scabbards. We heed not of upcoming battles then, but to acknowledge the death of our martyrs. We toiled upon the battlefield. Seek the bodies and brought them to the mound prepared. A single spear unbroken shone upon the summit, bearing a flag. The flag of their captain unfurled upon the stale breeze. Unsheathing our swords, we hailed them who fell and held our own blades. Thus, we saluted. ‘May their mound of green bear crimson, not of the taint of blood. Shalt we see flowers. RougeCoeur, the RedHeart upon the field of Elindor and the mound bearing Urzhuldin, our Captain.
‘May the sun shine and the stars upon them,
Great of deeds, they came but went
Upon the shadows were they condemned
Our reply came but too late, summons of a friend
May the sun ordain them, and the stars upon heroes of old.’
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| Sunday, April 11th, 2004
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12:03 am - With much appreciation
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An Angel, No but a Saviour
I found something in you
A captivating light
It shines so bright everyday and even more at night
You astound me with ur intelligence
My everyday plight is ur strength
To not many it is known, what an angel you were
So I'm saying it now
Thank you for everything
you are so kind, that's all
[-hanna-]
with a slight abridge
[-Izhar-]
Totally...dun flatter me..lol..nolarh...how nice of you..thx
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| Saturday, April 10th, 2004
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11:53 pm - Recognize Me, Look Not Me In The Eyes
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All he wanted was a friend
yet not a soul came
And then one would start to think
Why was he alone, in a world so crowded
Could it be so empty
Alone there he layed waiting
Could i be his friend
Yes, i could
And in my eye he was no longer weird
[-hanna-]
unabridged by [-Izhar-], finally
lol...thanks, man...thanks...that's all I could say...the overwhelm, they said....thanx
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11:28 pm - More poems...darn...Explosion!!!
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En Desperation
Cold, ever he lay
None by him
Called he did a name, none did answer
Vain, was his plea, vain
[-hanna-]
abridged by [-Izhar-]
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11:19 pm - Death Of War, Never
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Blood Feuds
The world is a soul
At times, it will pause
Whence kins fight, young and old
A lifeless being, he was
[-Izhar-]
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10:51 pm - That's all he asked for...
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That's all he asked for...A Call By The Moonlight
The Call In The Moonlight
[He said]
The sun rises till the stars shine
Questions made till no end
Long I've asked, from break till dine
Wilt you call me then...?
[She said]
The sun may shine,the moon will sing
The birds will fly & the cockroach will flee.
I know you there,sitting,waiting and waiting.
& so,my answer will be a yes,no or perhaps a maybe.
[He said]
Speak not the work of nature, Her Majesty
Nor the wonder of the celestial ways
For it is between you and me
Shalt I then consider a 'yes'
[She said]
A smile might bring about malicious intentions.
A frown might bring about worry.
The telephone is a great invention.
I might want to use it,or perhaps when the day is sunny.
[He said]
The Sun may activate
Always many creatures abide
But night is of peace, not dead
Shall I ever let you decide
Firstly I shall plead
MEsmerized, the beau of the moon
Finally you shall heed
Heat of Ice, do call me soon...
[She said]
Young the night maybe,
Shine the moon will.
To call or not,that maybe.
But,a rise in telephone bills I forsee.
[He said]
Shalt It be of money
Shalt It be of time
Shalt It be sunny
No, I speak not of a game
Just to talk me
Shalt that you had forseen
My cup of tea, your coffee
I am not, please be not a fiend
[She said]
Does it really matter if I call?
Is there a difference at all?
I'm rather woozy,from band and all.
& sleepy too.All drained & exausted.
Friend I am,Fiend I'm not.
Just over one call & you think I'm one.
We are different in inside,out & also thought.
I'm not obliged to call or anything for fun.
[He said]
It's not a game, not for fun
Nor you a fiend, frend, that will never cease
You can't be that tired, carry not a ton
Pls call me, pls pretty pls
[She said]
I have to go now,
Study for Chem.
The late night is dawning on me.
& later i have to go to slumber land.
Offline i shall go.
To do my many untouched work.
Have fun while you can.
& sorry,if i've been a jerk.
[He said]
And she left. Shalt I admit defeat,
I am.
[end]
[-nurh-][-Izhar-]
;p....lol...amazing...
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8:43 pm - Words Encourageux
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Flying on a dream,aspiring to touch the stars
Many to overcome,those moments of timid.
Never let it faze you,you've come thus far.
Regard me,the sky's never the limit.
[-nurh-]
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8:12 pm - Mirror
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Into Izhar's Mind
The cold hard wind freezing my soul,
Melt heart melt,that'd take forever.
My feelings sway worse than you can bowl.
Affection none I had, never
~ nurh
thx, liaoz...lol..
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8:11 pm - Enjoy...
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Freedom
The land yonder, fire and doom betide
Hands forth, done the curse
Thralldom reigns, on Romans might
None yet, For I am Spartacus
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Rejection
Your fingers between mine, I say
To you, shall i present a flowery hat
For I accept not what you seek
Give me nothing more than that
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Separation
Ashes blown, I remembered
Fire upon me, our life torn
Between us, no more, dismembered
That feeling of comfort is now long gone
[-Izhar-]
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| Sunday, March 7th, 2004
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10:38 am
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Abandon, I was
Break me, and mend
Into the abyss, no cause
She came but went
I stood but a phantom
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| Wednesday, February 11th, 2004
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9:34 pm - Ultimate Valentine's Gift
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| Monday, February 9th, 2004
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10:41 pm - Izhar in $$$...lol...finally the Me-In-Corporates emerged
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guess wat...i wrote this long guides...and...woah...totally..it's kind of scary...
I may sound like a corporate, preaching the very dogma of succesful sales. However, those are my two cents worth. I've dealt with thousands once and it's easy...no worries...
If all goes well...the two cents worth will reach a magnitude of $2000...fine and set...3I will achieve much...
I've observed that now we have solved the sales yet marketing are still to be processed...but, guys...most important thing in a business venture is the very product itself. I've read somewhere regarding muffins.Interesting and I tell you it's possible to reach $2000. However what counts are the availabilty of the resources as well as the production rate. To put in simple term...it's not abt how much the product cost. Instead, it's how much the muffins will sell. TO enlighten those who still don't understand, everheard of the idiom, ' selling like hotcakes '...? :wink:
1. Think of The Product Based on Guidelines
Next, the organization of a corporation or a company...or a reform 3I-Style
Simply, division of class into different departments. Efficient involment. Checked.
Allocation of deparmental duties. Sales, Marketing, Design/ProductPlanning, Treasury, Manufacturing. Sounds familiar...? Note that I missed out the executives...lol...based on my experience the execs do things yet they are seen as to be doing nuthin..unfair to them...Checked.
$$$...SERIOUSLY...Think MONEY...$$$
Checked
Where...MONEY...?...lol...easy...Corporate Sponsorship...
failure to do so...well...there's always other gimmicks...checked...
Competitions, my lads...remember..how many classes...abt 40 classes doing it...so...obviously...WE GO PUBLIC...and no..it's not considered solicitating...get license larh...easy...cos it's president's challenge...checked...
Signing off after some two hundred dollar worth, Izhar reporting from Pasir Ris...
P.S. Note of advice. Contacts..this is when cronyism plays a 'charitable' role...
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