Reediting Quiet Friends

As Jack said “We had a funny - kind of awkward - social situation this weekend.” And it was all Jack’s fault.

You see Jack tried to broaden our little social circle, introducing two much unknown female friends, joining the two parts for dinner.

I joined in late, for work related reasons, but during my journey to supper several thoughts ran through my mind. “What are Jack’s real intentions? Is he doing this, because he has a little crush in one of the girls? Is he hopping to introduce her, and her friend, to us to hear whatever gibberish and bad mouth we have to say about them? Or worst? Did he invite her friend so that she meets me?”

When the last came to mind, I almost crashed my head into a recycling bin (not to worry I wasn’t driving, already parked, and was walking). Which cleared my mind, and reminded me this was Jack I was thinking about, and Jack‘s Jack, a little naive gentlemen, who hesitates at every turn, making choices his weakest spot in his curriculum (how do you think we ended up friends), and he gave me five chances of calling him gay (and I’m not talking about the French meaning of the word) throughout the night. And this enlightening gave me confidence to joke around all night, and spend the whole time without knowledge of the tow girls names.

Needless to say that the night went well, and that we’re probably not going to repeat this soon, you know because of all the silence, or maybe too little of it.

John Scar Kramer

P.S.: Things close awfully soon in this town, there are really only few cities that never sleep

If it weren’t a video-game it would be the best movie of the decade

My friends you are witnessing a rare moment in my lifetime, for I'm now willing to bow for someone else than my reflection. Hideo Kojima is that that I bow to. Why? Because this man has been able to create the most perfect thing I've ever seen, the Metal Gear Solid series.

I've been a fan of this espionage, infiltration kind of game, from a very early age, although I never played the first episode of the series, I've watched patiently my cousins doing their best to complete the game, at the time played in the first Sony console Play station, also known as PSX or just PS.

After following the first battle between Solid Snake against his brother Liquid, we were all astonished, giving total support to the election of the best game of the century, it was in the year 1999, I think.

We had to wait 4 years and for PS2 to once again take part in a Hideo Kojima artistically mastered video-game. Metal Gear Solid 2: Sons of Liberty, in which we take action with a new character named Raiden, joining shortly forces with the old Snake. This one was a great improvement in graphics making it an exceptional game as well, although at that time I felt that the story was short and less satisfying than the first one.

Three years pasted and we're then awarded with a prequel of the first one, were the gamer takes control of the Big Boss, father of the hero solid Snake, during a cold war crisis. Great game full of the experienced one had similar in the first.

But nothing was ever so good as what was to come…

The Forth and last episode of the Metal Gear Solid Saga. Guns of Patriots . This game is mind twistingly fantastic, making it for me the best game I've ever played.( I don't want to be a spoiler so I'll just say this) Solid Snake: I'm no hero... Never was. I'm just an old killer... Hired to do some wet work.

If you get a chance don't miss it, and enjoy it because the first time is the best.

P.S.: Please comment

The difference between a fall and a jump…

I thought we had closed this subject until summer, but guess I was wrong…
We’ve talked about this previously, and it ended up with deWinter calling Jack (and everyone who believed in love) Stupid, and Jack (as well everyone who believes in love) getting mad at deWinter. So his time I decided to take things to my own hands, speeding up the process, and say: “Jack (and everyone who believes in love) you’re stupid, and deWinter is sorry for that.”

Now that we have this cover, I have something to add this new sequence of love posts (Yes, there are many to come in a short period of time, mainly because of Jack and deWinter). Of course those who believe in love are stupid; of course they’re going to suffer, most of them will die in great pain. But, it is true that; they’ll live with a smile.
Falling in love is a dangerous deal, and no one in their right mind would accept it, if didn’t had great perks attached to. Like having someone to talk to about anything at almost any time, having someone to go with to concerts, movies, matches, that freaking thing that people now do (dance), but the greatest perk is the fact you can go up to your friends and proudly announce this two things “I’m banging that!” and after “I have to ditch that”. (Not really good perks, I know, what can I say other than “lake of experience”)
In the other side of the bridge we have …
Jumping into conclusion before hand - prejudice. It’s the safe way home they say. (I know no one really says this but it suits the sentence so…).
Saying that love is a crappy illusion, and a lie, it’s the easy way out, some call it denial, but I don’t care. If someone just wants’ a simple life, with no bumps along the way, it is fine. Life has so many ways that, some are bound to be calm in the emotions department. This to say that the unrelated-to-love-ones, are not automatic depressed people, ready to jump out on the first bridge. (But we’re pretty close to falling, better say, slip from the top of a very, very tall building).

Either way you look at the bridge there’s people diving to death (if you haven’t noticed this before there are many references to the fact of either case people commit suicide, check closely). Some jump other’s fall (of course great part of this people survive the jump/fall) the only difference between them is the push.

John Scar Kramer

P.S.: About some comments that have been written in the blog I would just like to say that: When you say that you’re not here to judge, you’re being a bigger liar then me when I say love is my reason to live. Because I don’t know if you noticed, but in our introduction in this blog it’s written “Life is a Holyday, FRIENDS are JUDGES, and the rest is economy”. Now what I take from when you say you won’t judge us is that you are no friend of ours. Judge us! Otherwise how are we going to be better humans?

Reasons to celebrate

today there are two things to celebrate, 1º I've just finished my nineteenth year and first day of living and second it is oficial now I'm the class clown with nine votes out of eleven, having for runner up A Box Full Of Coockies.

Thank you all for voting and to those that voted and have not been intruduced to the staff please comment something just to get in contact with us



(This post was edited to assure confidentiality. For more informations, please contact Jack.)

the Farm

As I acknowledge there are many animals in a far, usually there are cats, mice, dogs, sheep, worms, birds, chickens and so on. There are also a lot of windows, doors, walls…

And it is really fun there, every day the cat chasses the mouse, the dog chasses the cat, and the sheep stand and watch (eating pop corn), the chicken lays the eggs for the day’s meal, and the bird flies around in his little cage. By the end of the day the cat is tiered of chasing the mouse, the dog is tiered of chasing the cat, the sheep ate all the pop corn, the chicken laid a dozen eggs, and the bird is still in the cage.

In the next day:

The cat chasses the mouse, the dog chasses the cat, and the sheep stand and watch (eating pop corn), the chicken lays the eggs for the day’s meal, and the bird flies around in his little cage. By the end of the day the cat is tiered of chasing the mouse, the dog is tiered of chasing the cat, the sheep ate all the pop corn, the chicken laid a dozen eggs, and the bird is still in the cage.

And the next:

The cat chasses the mouse, the dog chasses the cat, and the sheep stand and watch (eating pop corn), the chicken lays the eggs for the day’s meal, and the bird flies around in his little cage. By the end of the day the cat is tiered of chasing the mouse, the dog is tiered of chasing the cat, the sheep ate all the pop corn, the chicken laid a dozen eggs, and the bird dies (OOOOooooHhhhhhh! What a short life she had).

And the next:

Everyone goes to the birdie funeral. And all of them died because the chicken forgot to lay the eggs that day. (except thebecause they ate popcorn sheep)The end

Besides the metaphor of the sheep eating pop corn, this is of course a tribute to Shaun the Sheep, and my appetite for pop corn right now. The only metaphor in the text goes to say that you wossies, should stop with the metaphors about animals, they are fucking annoying. Just Say things as they are PLEASE!!!

John Scar Kramer


P.S.: John Your choice to use a cat for a metaphor of yourself was a wrong one, now I have all the Wright to call you PUSSY-cat

Fighting for what may be write

After writing a something like I did, I just liked to live you with this music "Those Who Fight" by Nobuo Uematsu.
Please Enjoy,
John Kramer

Those Who Fight - (Tifa vs. Loz) - Nobou Uematsu

Resolution

No matters how blur things get, after an argument they always change, not for better nor worst, they just change.
Lies don’t last forever, truth always rises in the end (I kind of learn that the hard way). So after love what truth is there to rise? The bad ones we hear, and read all about them but the good ones are underrated so they’re not mentioned, but they do exist, they are:
Bounds

And that’s all folks… because bounds are in everything good. The bound between parents and their sons, between lovers, between friends. But bound still need work and are not auto-sufficient. Bolicks every fucking thing in life is about work (and I’m a lazy one).

Promising to be the last time to write about this subject, and witching all the best;

John Kramer

Reediting "Life isn't measured in minutes, but in moments"

I liked the movie, great actually, just as Jack said.

And having Jack commented the movie before me, lives me just to comment the idea.

The movie has two high points for me the birth and death of the character. The birth of the old with a mind of a young one, and the death of the young with a mind of an old one. It seems strange at first, but when you look at it with more careful, you see an old man playing, and a child being forced to exercise, and to subject itself to the world. That is exactly the kind of things I see every day, children don’t play they are subjected to the idea that they have to learn and perfect their body to the future, and in the opposite side old people are left at “playgrounds” where they have their games, naps and education. This image seems wrong. But it clear shows that a child would have better living among the old than with the conceited idea we have now.

The movie, without the plot, elaborates the idea that children and the elderly are better of together for their mutual education.

who am I?

due to the failure of my characterization, here's some help to those involve:

Suicide 2- Hope gone, ask "Is it worth it?"

Thanks my friends You were Right, I was asking the wrong question, to the wrong people.

There's a story behind all this, that at least one of you hasn't heard.
I live in a big family, for some it is enormous, in those kinds of families there is a pyramid of of influence. At the top, we have the granny's, next your parents, and your uncles and ants. Then the gran sons have two different pyramids one for the boys and one for the girls.

The oldest grandson leads both pyramids, and has great influence in his younger cousins.
That been explained:
My Older cousin turns to me one day and says "If I had your life, I would commit suicide no questions asked"
It seem Just like a joke, just how I thought it was, but then it started to appear every single year that very sentence, and that leaves a mark no doubt about it.

The thing is: when ever You Feel that you disappointed someone, you keep reminiscing to that very sentence, and every time it seems more and more sweet..

Think... there must be more to it... there is but lets leave it to some other time

Remember "Don't be sad the show must go on"

Anarchy

Jack said in his last post and I quot: "This law has many flaws. Two more to add: it comes too late and should have been solved morally, and not legally."

In the overall of his post there is nothing to pussy about, except this last part about morality.
There is a theory somewhere in the library, the perfect world would be one without any rules, and that MORALITY would be enough, that theory is called Anarchy.

Well has I expect you all to know, Anarchy only works in theory not in practice. Because people don't behave the same way, in fact it is impossible to act the same way as another person, there is even an economy theory about that, the cost of opportunity. (in the event of a choice you'll always have to sacrifice something)

Having this been said, this makes impossible to all people in a community to respond according to morality, be cause we can't think alike.
Laws are there to protect us, their flaws must then be filled by morality, if it still doesn't work, more laws will be created.

For my ending here is Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie, with their example of how stupid anarchy really is:

Words are over rated by Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie II

Fuck Daisy! 2 - No censure (censured) [uncensured once again]

Jack's post reminded me of a great song... from the movie Sound of music
CENSURED (not quite)

How do you solve a problem like Maria? There are enumerous options, but you got to re-think the question, Is Maria trully a problem? Is she realy a bad friend? shoudn't friends protect each other in this harsh world?
Sometimes to protect someone we have to change them, diference is something that is not tolerated by this world, eventhought it is said in the streets that diference is a good thing.
Never take only one point in consideration, Daisy aren't a problem. They are just the wrong solution to the wrong question.

A true friendship endures all, that's why they say friends for ever.

P.S.: Jack, we do not mess in other people lives... Then again we do.