unity in some dance steps

Where the hell is matt?

Word Up

Where's my def?

Someone promised me a proper definition, in the course of the now ending year. But there's no sight of it, is there?
So i'm begging for the promised commentary for this days Please

How sad it is! I shall grow old, and horrid, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young. It will never be older than this particular day of June. . . . If it was only the other way! If it was I who were to be always young, and the picture that were to grow old! For this–for this–I would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give!

Said Dorian Gray upon viewing for the first time the portrait Basel drew of him.

 

I saw two movies today, for the first time, that I'm rather found of. The first was the comedy "The invention of Lying" followed to conclude "Dorian Gray". They are truly different and I don't have the silliest clue concerning to the why of the choice to see the two of them in the same day. I can only guess it was fate or something in like of those lines.

I can't go about the movies because the hour is running late, but I'll say this… It's not a waste of time watching any of these movies in fact I'll go even further and say I advertise the viewing of those two movies. So do what you can to see them.

Roses with thorns

They are good girls, all of them.

And all the bad want to break their hearts, spirits and/or body's. And it's depressing, said clearly and without any other meaning…

They've grown too much, but are still too young. And some make them face the consequences of the beauty of all that, deflowering their innocence and bring them pain…

It's not fair,

That every one of them have to face the monster in their wishing princess fairy tale, and there's no prince or white knight to save them from their nightmares.

There's no really any excuse!

Even more because the monsters that come to haunt them where invited in like we welcome a bouquet of roses,

Forgetting the thrones.

To everyone,

Of you,

Who

Are

Strangely stupid enough not to get where I intend to reach,

I'll say it all in a better way,

A clearer way.

If you fuckers hurt them anyway, don't mind your back…

Because I like punching in the face.

In hopes of a better world all together;

John SCAR Kramer of Lioncourt

P.S.: It's not publicity, I'm so tired of hearing unhappy stories that I'm just fed up.

OhOhOh..

I'm don't like Christmas.

Growing up, every 24th of December my family would gather to celebrate Christmas.

We don't anymore.

Christmas is about the celebration of Christ's birth. It's about religion.

Well,i do not follow any religion for that matter so I feel like it would be actually kind of hiprocate to celebrate it.

Nevertheless, we all know Christmas meaning as completely changed into something else. Now it's about gifts..And I don't despite that. There is nothing wrong in wanting to give nice things to the people we love; what I find absoletely repellant is how people are lead to feel like they must offer stuff to everyone.It's not even about their beloveds anymore.

Consumerism as taken over many parts of human's life. Religion is not an exception.

I refuse to get swallow by nowadays Christmas, just because everyone else is. I choose to be different. I choose to follow my beliefs.

Merry Christmas

btw, i HATE christmas songs!

Rain in Jerusalem

It's raining… it's the first hour of the eve of the presumably birth of THE SAVIOR and the skies don't show the sparkling beauty of diamond sky. All I see is a harmonic rumbling on the floor, almost a timer, "drop drop drop drop drop"… microseconds between them, and then a whisper wind whistling in a harmonic tone, and a shout of a thunder that covers all others for a micro frame. If I were a Pagan I would say that Poseidon decided to unite the land with the sea…

How ironic that in the eve of the day we celebrate reunion between people and love to all kind, the skies greet us with such a heavy melody?

"It's just the weather!" you say, and right reasonable answer, no one can object such educated observation, congrats…

The weather… think about it; millions of millions of little beings, cells, or atoms, nuclear bits that make as a whole synchronized motion the rain, the clouds and the sunny day. They are so little compared to us and still they make us change our way of living with just a simple shift from cloudy to rainy, from windy to a breezy afternoon.

And today, a day of celebration for us and they decided it should rain…

As I'm standing in my room, typing this little words and, look outside, to the falling water and the chilling wind. I can only think of the free spirit of the water and of all its components, and the lucky feeling I have for the fact I'm just witness to the rain, thunder and wind, rather than a prop in its spectacle.

The world isn't fair… and it won't be even after today, although we'd loved that.

Christ was born 2009 years ago to save us, and so we believe he did… but he didn't throw money to the poor and hungry. He hoped, instead, to unite the humans to the belief that we're all the same and all different just like all the rain drops.

After all the bad weather isn't as bad as we say, it's here, this day , to remind us that we all come from the same, all of us were born, and all of us will end on the ground, no matter how much wind or lightning we get on our way, all symphonies have a beginning and an end.


Think about it;
John Scar Kramer of Lioncourt
P.S.: Enjoy Christmas as much as you possibly can, it's worth it

The thingy that comes after whatever happend

It's been a week since last we said something worth reading. Some recent events and the business of the scholar schedule made things so…

But not only that, for not even death will stop the three fablers that author this bit map, what kept me, at least for me, was the sense that I lacked the touch to write the right words at the right time. And as I write tonight I only wish and hope that no unwanted interpretation can be taken from these static words and that in their stiffness they do not represent a pain to those who read them.

But what I wanted to address is not the lack of muses of your dears, but something that I've learned in the process of this week.

As I've grown I developed ideas, one of them was about friendship… In my thirteenth year of life I developed a theory that friends were an overrated good by society in general, "there's no need for friends, in order to live and live well", I would say to my classmates and anyone who annoyed me enough. I thought that Friends were only known beggars that would come to you asking for free advices and loans without interest, so I did not, in the due time, train myself with the abilities to really relate or deal with others like normal people usually do as they grow up.

Only this week has I missed the contact of my friends did I learn that giving isn't the worst part in a friendship, quite the opposite, it's the best. Every time we meet I give them my stories as they give me theirs, we also exchange advises and opinions in the safe and pure environment of friendly laughs. So in what I learn is that the experience of giving is best.

And to conclude this strangely arranged thingy here's a thought:

"Friendship is like wetting your pants;

Everyone can see it;

But only you can feel its warmth"

 

Have a Jolly Good Christmas.

John Scar of Lioncourt

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Memories come memories are, let the past remember who you would be, let the present present you with what you are and let the future haunt what you can become

we'll be foreveryoung

It's not the first time one of us posts this music, and it shall not be the last. Because although we know about the end, there's also the belief that eternity lies ahead

We are here

[despite what for..]

CrappyMusicMoment

Spill out my heart...
But you don't hear a word...
Cause your busy thinking 'bout how long 'til it's your turn...
So you can go on and on, about yourself
Go on and on, about yourself...
And my heart can go back on the shelve...
and go on and on, about yourself...

But it's not all about you,
all about you,
the more you speak the less I care about
you, you, you, YOU!!!
It's not all about you, the world turns without you!
The more you speak, the less I care about you, you, you!!

Whatever I do, you've already done...
Only you've done it better and way before anyone...
Cause you think, that it's some game to win
You think, that it's some game to win...
Accomplishments and places been...
You think, that it's some game to win...

But its not all about you,
all about you,
the more you speak the less I care about
you, you, you, YOU!!!
Its not all about you, the world turns without you!
The more you speak, the less I care about you, you, you, you!!
Care about you, you, YOU!!!

Go on and on and on about yourself...
Go on and on and on about yourself...
The places that you go...
The places that you've been...
Why can't you say no one cares about you...

Its not all about You!
the more you speak the less I care about
you, you, you, YOU!!!
Its not all about you, the world turns without you!
The more you speak, the less I care about you, you, you, you!!
Care about YOU!!!!!!!!

CrappyMusicMoment

James Morrison feat Nelly Furtado - Broken Strings

Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything

When I love you
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else

Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh the truth hurts
A lie is worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before

Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late,too late

...

see this properlly i'll write about it later

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GaDQDqLE3eA

Please listen to the instruction and be open to the suggestions it gives i'll comment on it sunday

We keep trying..

Calvin and I felt like we didn't fit in. But we definitely turned the game around.

Yesterday was the day. As you all know, academic life means, among other things, socializing parties every now and then. Well, last night was one of these. It included dinner and a lot of fun.

Of course when we arrived, it was awkward. Neither of us has made huge friendships among computer science students so far which meant just waiting for dinner. But few litters of beer later, we had fun! I manage to meet some nice (?) people and I am happy, for now anyway.

So my thirst was killed.

[Life is good I can't complain...]

Re-borning..?Kind Of

Every now and then we people break down.

I believe it only happens so, so we keep fighting. So we keep pursuing our goals. So we keep wanting to do it so.

We get lost for a moment so we don't loose ourselves for good.

Ironic, don't you think?

3..2..1 Hackers (1995)

(btw, Angelina is HOT, not only because well she's HOT, but because she KNOWS!)
Geek is SO [the new] sexy!

Moon (2009)

What a dinner..

It was weird.

I was really thrilled to go to this dinner..I was excited because I hadn't seen the host for a while then and I really like her!!..I guess I missed her, which surprises me because i'm not that close to her.

When we all got there, I was told only three out of the twelve were not studying medicine.

Then, suddenly, i felt weird. It was like this mix of feeling surfing on my veins.

There is this physics theory that says, among other things, there are others universes that went on according to the decisions we never made in this one. For example, there is a universe in which i didn't went to Coimbra last year.

Well, I felt like i have just got to this other dimension which aloud me to see what would have been If i hadn't changed my mind about going to med school.

And dude, it's weird assisting to what your life could have been.

I don't regret my decision.Not yet anyway. But I can't help it to wonder wether is was a right choice or a wrong one waiting for the worst moment to reveal itself..

[after all, to mess with our heads there is, not only karma, but also Murphy's Laws]

But for a spit second...

The One.

Simple Plan - Welcome To My Life

Do you ever feel like breaking down?

Do you ever feel out of place?

Like somehow you just don't belong

And no one understands you

Do you ever wanna run away?

Do you lock yourself in your room?

With the radio on turned up so loud

That no one hears you screaming

No you don't know what it's like

When nothing feels all right

You don't know what it's like

To be like me

To be hurt

To feel lost

To be left out in the dark

To be kicked when you're down

To feel like you've been pushed around

To be on the edge of breaking down

And no one's there to save you

No you don't know what it's like

Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?

Are you sick of feeling so left out?

Are you desperate to find something more?

Before your life is over

Are you stuck inside a world you hate?

Are you sick of everyone around?

With their big fake smiles and stupid lies

While deep inside you're bleeding

...

No one ever lied straight to your face

And no one ever stabbed you in the back

You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay

Everybody always gave you what you wanted

You never had to work it was always there

You don't know what it's like, what it's like

...

Welcome to my life...

emotionally unavaiable

May this be the only reason i hear someone say "emotionally unavailable"

Multiboot

Doing what i believe is the right thing makes me sleep just fine.

Doing what i know is wrong keeps me awake.

Doing what I don't know weather is right or wrong shuts me down.

Lay misery upon

I know it goes against the Christian ideals but sometimes a lesson has to be taught or a scare must be given. For those that are at this moment planning to make someone rich in terms of misery, I suggest you stop your line of thought and just listen to me for a while.

People in general already feel miserable for themselves, just because they're alive. And it is in your intention to make that feeling pierce even more through their heart, isn't it?

I hope you consider the target's position in its emotional life, because if you go ahead and go through with this misery mission without taking that into account, you may well be the one pushing it towards suicide. It is really important that you be very knowledge of this, before plotting your little revenge.

Now listen closely,

    For this is one deadly poison I'm about to talk to you about.

For the sake of comprehension let's give your target an innocent name, so whenever I say piggy I mean "your target"

When you wish upon emotional misery upon piggy, there's one thing only you shall target, that is, its pride. But you shall not break it or trash, because that gives piggy someone to blame and to go after. It's better if you take piggy's pride, and then give it back in a way that it will be piggy that eventually breaks it.

This isn't an easy thing to accomplish and it is different with every case. But I'm open to give some guide if it is someone's wish.

John Scar Kramer of Lioncourt

Fireflies

Goals

Some people come to me from time to time to ask a simple question "what's your goal?".

For a long time I did not have an answer, now I have two…

After being questioned time and time again I decided to take a moment and think about the goals for my life. After a while I got the perfect answer, which satisfies my needs and hopefully your curiosity.

So my goals are the following:

Goal nº1: Live forever

Goal nº2: If it is proven that goal nº1 won't be reached, die.

Simple and syntactic.

Having these two goals give me the possibility to tag any other goal, as pointless and a waste of time.

Because if I live forever time will eventually change the everything and everything will change with time. And if I don't live forever, that means I'll die, turning once more, any other goal, to a pointless hiccup on my death bed.

Goals are good for you… not for me

John of Lioncourt

Friends..friends..whatever..son of bitches

I hate this feeling.

Generally speaking, i think i am a good friend.

[i may get there a little late sometimes but never out of choice..]

It takes a lot for me to call someone a friend, specially with a capital F.

Those are the people I love, people i feel i would pretty much do anything for. People i would go against my own principles to save their lives for..

They matter.

I believe in many things.

I believe friends should always support friends. I believe they must be honest and speak their mind, but that they should accept others choices.

What really bugs me, is when I feel I don't know what to feel.

Should I feel this away? Why don't I feel that way?

When a friends act childish and end up hurting other people, where should I stand?

Honesty. Maturity. They're key-points to me.

But when a friend of mine reveals none, do I support him, anyway? Am I able to love someone I totally disagree with on most times?Am I able to entirely accept their actions, even If I TOTALLY disagree with them?

I get confused..But then the bigger me raise upon.

For me, loving is wishing the best;that is the best gift I can give someone.

[not that i want random people to get fucked up in life..]

Bottom line, I want my friends to be happy, even if that means going separate ways. Even if that means that somewhere down the line I won't love them anymore, that we won't be friends anymore.

We are, not only what we are right now, but a result of what we once were and therefor we owe ourselves to be faithful to our feelings, even if these do no longer apply.

So,I am who I am with the conscious that if I am ever needed for, if i ever feel i have to, i'll stand up for them. I'll speak for them, and hell, i'll even justify their attitudes to the world.

Black books lock out

“Man can believe the impossible, but can never believe the improbable”

Oscar Wilde

I gotta a feeling..

Today was a good day. It was a normal day.

I am NOT a positivist. That was not the way I grew up to be. It isn't good, it isn't bad..It's all about perspectives.

Unlike what it would be expected, i tend not to make a big deal out of nothing which means I often feel like my days suck. When I don't, i feel stupidly happy.

The thing about today was I felt balanced. My day had its ups and downs and I feel ok about it. I feel peaceful. I feel balanced.

It actually made me wonder if that was how to be normal feels like.

Today there was no light at the end of the tunnel.There was no tunnel.I was just out there, wide in the open.

I do realize that me expressing my "joy" it is probably going to ruin it.But i don't care

.I feel I must say i out loud. Especially to my beloved ones.

Today I have hope. Even tough i now this won't last for ever, it makes me wanna pursue the best version on me.

Deep down, i'm just a EP waiting to be produced into a CD..

CrappyMusicMoment

Haven't you ever heard a music you though it was being singing to you??

Well, I'm just waiting for that awkward moment in which someone is telling me those exact words..

(i guess Justin was thinking about me when he wrote it..)

You might've been hurt, babe
That ain't no lie
You've seen them all come and go, oh..
I remember you told me
That it made you believe in
No man, no cry
Maybe that's why

Every little thing I do
Never seems enough for you
You don't wanna lose it again
But I'm not like them
Baby, when you finally,
Get to love somebody
Guess what,
It's gonna be me...

(...)

You've got no choice, babe
I've got to move on, and you know
There ain't no time to waste
You're just too blind (too blind), too see
But in the end, ya know it's gonna be me
You can't deny
So just tell me why

(...)

There comes a day
When I'll be the one, you'll see..
It's gonna-gonna-gonna-gonna-gonna

It's gonna be me

All that I do
Is not enough for you
Don't wanna lose it
But I'm not like that
When finally (finally)
You get to love
Guess what (guess what)

(...)

Because 1+1 isn’t 1

 

In Basic arithmetic's I learned that 1+1=2, as I think all of you did. But in Literature many authors made some mathematical magic and said that 1+1=1…

Never did I understood those illogical writers, growing up and how could I? Joining two pees, one and then the other always left me with two pees, and I can't tell you how much I wanted them to just be one. After many pees pair counting, I decided to give it a rest until a day that I could figure a away to truly say that one is false and the other one is true or that both are true.

And the moment came to me a few months ago… All I got to do is change everything.

I mean, I have to do like physicists and theoretical mathematicians do, break reality to an unreasonable sample of things, to reach the desired result, basically you cheat.

So I found that 1+1 ends up equaling to 1 in situations such as these:

• 1 ¹⁺¹ = 1
  
• (1+1)⁰=1
  
• (1+1)/(1+1)=1
  
• …
  

There are many others, but I think this may be sufficient to prove a point. That you can mold everything in your life to be whatever you wish it to be…

And to be truly in love you have to cheat…

What would you choose?

You can either be a dead hero or an alive coward..

My way to be thankful..

There is no better moment to decide to change things than after Thanksgiving's dinner.

It is, if anything, a holiday for reflexion.

In order to be thankful for something, you need to work things trough for a whole year..Something has to go right!! But instead of celebrating what went your way, why not noticing what didn't? I mean, why not thinking of all those things we could be thankful for and we're not?

In life we must search for THE balance.

And so I did.

The HO (ho! ho ho Jesus!!) in Ohio

Imdb gives it a 5.8 i say let's give ti a 7.
It's not a good movie, because it haas a poor script, poor acting, it seems like the story is incomplete, and Danny DeVito ends up being the gallant hero that literally fucks it all around.
But when you see it after a thanks giving dinner only with really not uptight  friends and closed age family, and then you join all for a good evening in front of the tv, looking for some laughs and embarrassing moments, this is a movie to consider
In the end... Fuck!