Miryokuteki

Telecommunication?

miryokuteki — Wed, 25 Feb 2009 13:31:50 +0000

Well you may be reading my previous post regarding Atlantica Online as well as Perfect World. I’m sad/proud to say that neither game worked on my PC, so instead of those games I chose one called Shaiya Online. This game is almost perfect, the only thing keeping it from being the greatest is the quest difficulty translation. if you are not up to level for a certain thing it is quite obvious. that kind of pissed me off. but besides that the game is cool and worth while.

Dissertation//.

miryokuteki — Tue, 17 Feb 2009 14:06:40 +0000

Hello, so I guess this would be the perfect time to give you my disquisition on nothing. This is based on my extreme listlessness and inability to get away from my freaking PC. To put it simple and clean, this is a rant composed of blatant statements, stereotypes, and nonsense (Insert “LOL” here). I downloaded Atlantica Online last night after Sean gave me his 2cent on MMORPG’s he said that Brad plays it, so I guess the game has to be Jesus if that guy advises I play it. I’m in my Telecommunications class right now by the way. I might have to cut this blog post short, my instructor is walking around checking for Photoshop work (all of which I just did, HAHA! <–diabolical laugh. Anyway. Atlantica Online, according to Sean, is like Final Fantasy Online but a little better and free (maybe the “better” stems from the “free”), I don’t really know, I have yet to play the game, I just downloaded it. upon installation my computer notified me that myvirtual memory was too low. which of course pissed me of. So now I guess I have to either get an external hard drive, some RAM, or just start deleting sh*t. I hesitate on doing that because I delete a lot of stuff to make room for the 12[S]ky game, which turned out to suck a**. But I shouldn’t worry, my MMO people said it’s worth it and that it’s highly addicting so I’ll make the sacrifice. Wow, so this didn’t turn out to be as retarded as I thought originally. I guess now would be a good time to end this rant. OH! I almost forgot, If you play Atlantica online add me. My user is Okuru, I don’t bite. peace and love from the skies above.

Tangibility

miryokuteki — Mon, 16 Feb 2009 20:19:56 +0000

[Verse 1: Jack Sparrow]

See it’s a tangible death
And I can almost handle it
When the solar flares shoot across -
The night skies make a wish
Lust is ancient, watching strippers dance -
On “totem poles”
Maybe today I’ll dance in fire
Or play chicken in a busy road
Who knows [what the future holds]
He has butterfingers
A dead grip proposing to his misses -
With “dead ringers”
When he writes her…
He can’t help but seem nervous
He asks, if you kill “death” before “conception”
Is it still considered “murder” [?]
I once took an angel to a baby killing clinic
In black pinstripe looking for a mime to mimic
She screamed…”I don’t know”
[I feel like we were born old]
Then asked me, “Will money ever be worth its weight
In [fool’s gold?]“
I said…some day
But until then…

[Verse 2: Ley]

She can’t notice anything around her
Because her focus is pulled away by his words
If a tsunami were to rise, she would submerge
In waves…
This leaves her to see a tomorrow of no day
And with that, would she be okay [?]
Considering that most of her life she’s felt astray
Led off lights path, to foolish’s mistakes
Daring to take her life with a razor blade
Or sit in water, hoping lightning would strike and electrify
Every useless vein in her mind…
That human blood flows through…
I don’t know, do you [?]

[Verse 3: Jack Sparrow]

See it’s a tangible “Life”
And I can almost handle it
When the lunar rays shoot across -
Morning skies make a wish
Hands to the nervous to get a grip on what’s felt
Maybe jumping over your reflection will help
You get over yourself
The angel I took to enlighten her mind
Doesn’t mimic foolish things, she mimes
The thoughts of the spirits that died
And I…think that’s alright
So I made a constellation of stars that align
To letters in her name in the morning sky..
Even though she’s dead and gone
Her words live on, you see
As the strippers pluck at their guitars tightening -
Their “G strings”

Nadine

miryokuteki — Mon, 16 Feb 2009 20:17:30 +0000

Hey Nadine
I got the bag pipes
I hope you got the music –
I sent in the mail late last night
maybe we can form a group out of spite
disregard the spelling errors
I get nervous when I write
I’m writing a funeral tune, for your life
I was thinking we could dance to it -
in an October sky
let the moonshine, then get drunk off its radiance
take a sip, from the chalice, with the lips of banishment
going insane says this pencils tip
but still I script
writing off the world with a golden feather pen
dip the tip in my blood again and again
to get the feeling that sin can only breed more sin
we’re damned…
She wrote so many notes to her death
you’d think she was obsessed
obsessed with what dying really is
hanging herself from tree limbs
in her spare time
slitting her wrist to really get–
the feeling of dying.
armed with a makeshift “scythe” like a jedi
dressed in a black cloak fully prepared to die
to bad it wasn’t her time..
her life seemed to rewind
when she tried to commit suicide
she gained life
angered that she was unable to to die
she cried to the sky
hoping for death to get in between her thighs
but he didn’t “come” like [you insert the line]
she bathed in this filth…
and gave birth to saturated minds
damn…

Sneer Of Complacency

miryokuteki — Mon, 16 Feb 2009 20:12:00 +0000

Hiding behind the sneer of complacency
you and I often are — avoiding the same question
dancing to a tune called conversation
growing slightly more confused by its rhythm…

I know it’s been a while since you’ve danced
but please, do me the honor of fiddling with fate
so that this dance… isn’t QUITE as off rhythm
you wanted something that would move you?
Well here it is

I have absolutely nothing to say
that you don’t already know, read my sheet music
I’ll be the instrument for you to perform this symphony
if, and only if, you acknowledge my sorrow

I love this dance, you and I created

Even though the steps get difficult at times – I love it still

Because it makes you smile, so I don’t mind being vexed

Just so long as you’re pleasured…

Theme Of Laura (The Sky)

miryokuteki — Mon, 16 Feb 2009 20:08:47 +0000

Laura is going to go outside right now and take a picture
and if she doesn’t see what she wants to see, she’s going to die
she wants to see the sky
and she’s done a damn good job of making you realize,
she’s serious, suicide’s an option, and she’s adopted
the will to drop life
she says it’s easy to end your life when you’re already dead inside
she moves right? because there’s nothing left to do
but pray to a broken sky with her hands pressed in “two”
the sky — almost unobtainable in view she notices
hopelessness is the cousin of brokenness
so when she has broken dreams they’re equivalent to hopeless
so soulless she is moving in the shallowness
of the life stream, broken & floating
and everything is fine, she thinks, that when she blinks
the sky will change from night to the morning sun rising
but she’s blinded without realizing, she’s slowly dying
personal death threats got her nowhere, now her sky is crying
the sky — is somewhere above her she prays to somebody
disembodied voices engulf her within false comradery
she’s alone though somewhere where the wind doesn’t blow
where the sky meets the ground and sound is unheard of
the sky — is gone.

Update

miryokuteki — Mon, 03 Nov 2008 16:18:02 +0000

So it’s been a while since I last blogged anything. The whole reason I made this blog was to keep a journal of my everyday activities and whatever I may have planned for the later. But…I guess I failed. I’ll start posting again once everything is situated.

Music & Movies (Top 5)

miryokuteki — Thu, 16 Oct 2008 02:20:51 +0000

Music
1. Sage Francis – Crack Pipes – Personal Journals
2. Atmosphere- Guarantees- When Life Gives You Lemons Paint That Shit Gold
3. Screenatorium – The Answer Lies – Blue Morning EP
4. Radius – HydePark (I miss you) – Neighborhood Suicide
5. Gary Jules – Mad World – Trading Snakeoil For Wolftickets

Movies
1. Ghost In The Shell (1994)
2. Donnie Darko
3. Akira
4. Freestyle: The Art Of Rhyme
5. Ghost In The Shell: Solid State Society

Nujabes

miryokuteki — Wed, 08 Oct 2008 21:28:14 +0000

I’ve realized over the past couple years my taste in music has fluctuated drastically, and i don’t want to be so quick as to call it going through phases, because a phase to me symbolizes a permanent change. What I’m going through is more like a semi-musical-metamorphoses. Right now, it seems, I can’t get enough of Nujabes.

Random

miryokuteki — Wed, 08 Oct 2008 21:08:26 +0000

Random: Lacking any definite plan or order or purpose; governed by or depending on chance.

Sometimes things seem random, until you witness the after effect of said, “Random Event”. Depending on the after effect you may be forced, or pushed, to act a certain way. Maybe that push is actually the reason for the “Random Event”, thus stating a purpose for what you believed was just a simple occurrence. Random is simply a term used to cover the huge gray gaps of human knowledge and perception. It’s almost as if we hide behind this concept of random to protect our ignorance.

-Miryo