The Jester, Apr 14 9:22 AM 2007

How funny you are my jester,
You make my life a cheery manner,
How long you have served me,
How good you were,
Now, your tricks have run out,
Beware, death is about,
To make your pain go away,
Death, my friend, is the only way,
My duty, as your master,
To put an end to your life,
I’m sorry that you will be gone,
You can never be replaced,
Not even my 4 lovely wives,
I’ll chain you against the wall,
So when you die,
You will never fall,
While I do this,
I’ll give a big, big sigh,
The cement, and the bricks,
Are here to make,
A living casket,
You shall be buried,
Standing, with no air to gasp,
When I buried you, you wept,
I stopped and asked “Why?” ,
“Master, I relished the memories,”
“Your laugh and your smile”
“Now I am old, and getting senile”
I looked, and pity him but life is life,
My work, half finished and to rid every strife,
My poor, poor jester,
Please do not cry,
Your soul will be loved,
By God when you die,
So lived this last moment,
With joy and happiness,
Even if you are tied down,
Helpless,
This is the last brick,
Your face cannot be seen,
You smiled at me and closed your eyes,
Not looking at me,
I took a torch and threw it inside,
So I can see your face,
To see your happy, funny side,
But what I see is sadness,
From a jester?
I could not bear that expression,
From a man that creates joy,
I jammed the last brick,
Now you are trapped in there,
So die in peace my friend,
Die in peace my jester,
For your body may rot and dangle,
From the wall,
Your soul will be jovial, forever!
May you rest in peace,
MY JESTER………


One of my early works (early 2007). The story is there, you just have to read it. Can't elaborate it anymore. If you want to discuss it, comment it, OK? I'll try my best to answer your questions. For now, I say goodbye... wassalam...

Let It Burn

Memories flooding out of the Valley of Shameless, heading straight at you, consuming every bit of filth and happiness out with no words describing its fast approach. High in the sky, I fall with a bow of disgrace. Incoherence, babbling the stories you do not wish to hear, screeching sounds of the tortured, filling every cut, bruise and stab wounds with Pain.

Let it burn.

The past that lingers at the back of my mind, searing lightning bolts that jolts my body to life, attending the help that I never needed. You come just to kick me while I’m down. Cheap shot. Coward. You laugh when you see me have my last meal as a condemned man on Earth, waiting for my hanging.  Leaving me with a smirk on your face. I wish you’ll die like me, and Burn in Hell.

Let it burn.

The nightmares that haunts my dreams, every night and day. Showing me the sins I’ve commit. You’ve done it too. You escaped, but I’m the one who will feel the wrath of Judgment. You hide like frightened kitten. I will wait for something to eat you up and spit you out like bad meat, leaving you crumples on the ground, blood on the floor, while I’ll smile at you, totally deserving the sins you also commit. I will wait. I will wait, and in the end…

Let it burn.

The shameful acts I’ve done to deserve this, you will do it too. The consequences, the verdict, the jury and the executioner, breathing down my neck, breathing down yours too. It hunts down people like us, killing with no mercy, for its name is Death. When no good comes out of you, we will go down straight to Hell. Like I said,

Let It Burn.

The fire that consumes our pathetic body, grills the skin, the bones. Every painful nerve becomes extra sensitive. You’ll scream in pain, begging for mercy. Cursing the Devil, for its wicked ways. You’ll cry from the torture God has promised those who defy, turn their backs on God. Regret is useless, we can only lie in the Lake of Fire, and…

Let it Burn.

Salaam,  this post iis typed for us to see that are wicked ways will be punished by God. This may be a simple warning about it, but it goes deeper in the sense of what we do, we think is right is somehow wrong, but we still do it. So, be nice, play nice, do good stuff, do Gods bidding, you’ll be fine. I’ll leave right now. Goodbye, wassalam…

How Romance Is Portrayed in Certain Aspects of Life... Rated XXX

Well, I'm just killing time right now on a rainy Tuesday filled with thunders and lightnings. I dunno what to right about, so I'll be talking about the nonsensical side of my point of view in marriage and romance. I know, we all wanna get married, right? You wanna fuck without getting caught, right? Horny bastards/ bitches... Hehehe, well, marriage is like a ride, both joining to make yourself as one energy in this world, then divide yourself in this world, meaning that you'll get children. I heard a joke that says the mathematics of sex. We add a bed, subtract our clothes, divide our legs and multiply..(bow chicka wow wow...)... Yeah, and add some good Kama Sutra positions, you'll be fine. Just treat your wife with respect and bang her good to satisfy her. Don't be lazy in sex. I know coz I see some lazy bums who just lie there and makes the other one do all the hard work. C'mon, it's supposed to be fun. Porn is so fake about how real people have sex.  Foreplay seems quite right. No one just tears off their clothes and humps like a dog in heat whenever they get the chance. Romance novels is almost accurate, except they all have really sensitive G-spots and a blowjob is so pleasuring that guys cannot handle it. I ain't kidding, but  that's how they write the sex scenes. I was thrilled at first, then i just don't care, i skip the scenes and go straight to the story.  I know, romance novels ain't romance novels without the sex scenes. It's just that I've read a lot, it seems redundant. If the scenes, y'know, had a threesome, orgies or hardcore gang-banging, then it will be my pleasure to read it (and pleasure myself... ngeh3...). Sadly, the stories are all about monogamous relationships where his kisses curls her toes and warms her body waiting to explode like volcano filled with wanton, unbridled lust, with lotsa tit-sucking, pussy licking, cow girl position, missionary, and seldom blowjobs. Sadly, no anal. Real people have sloppy, lazy sex which last no more than 20- 30 minutes. If it was recorded, it bore the socks off the most horniest lonely man. Young newlyweds can get their rocks off everyday if they want too. Then, comes the children, additional responsibilities makes the time to cuddle up and doggy the wife seems slim to none.Sometimes, when having sex with no energy can result in accidental sleeping while banging. You wake up on top of your wife with your soft dick still in her pussy. Embarrassing, actually. Or when you get too enthusiastic, you came before you know it. You finished way  ahead of your wife before she can even feel her pleasure. After a night of energetic romps and humping and thrusting, shoving and sucking, women wants to talk to you after sex. Maybe I need to create a doll for women to talk too so I can get some sleep after tiring myself doing all the hip-swaying moves. Always save the best positions for special occasions so you won't bore her and make yourself bored from using it too much. They say to have a healthy life and relationship and to stay young, you must have a lot of sex. It's true. Well, hiring hookers is not the solution, but it also works. Just don't get caught, and save lots of money to pay them. practice makes perfect, so I have lots of sex, the sex advice anyone can get. I love consummating with girls. Even if my religion practices polygamy, they forbid threesomes or orgies with all the wives. You must have sex with them one at a time. Seems fair, coz you know they will want to prove their prowess in bed, your manhood will be the victim. I won't be surprised if i hear some poor guys dick got caught off, or bit off by jealous wives. However, I have to wait at least 10 more years before getting married. I wanna have a stable life, with a car, a house and lotsa money for the future of my family. Can't wait to get through the ten years so I can have a family of my own. My own partner in life and bed or anywhere possible to bang her. I'm gonna put a stripper pole in my bedroom, let my wife dance and strip and I'll throw money at her. Well, if she feels comfortable, then I'll throw the money. Who doesn't like that? Tell me. It's not like you're doing it in public, just for your husband. Your married, you can do whatever you like, any sick, perverted, twisted idea as long as both of you reach an agreement in doing it. If my wife brings her friend, I'd be happy to assist both of them, if it's possible, I don't think that will happen.

So, to summarize everything I typed, have lotsa sex, be imaginative, creative, innovative. Learn about her wants, like and dislikes in sex. Be aggressive, demanding and let your lust control your brain, not logic, this ain't Batlefields, just whip your dick out and put it inside her (anywhere you think is possible as long as she feels comfortable when you shove it in any possible hole).I'll just leave right now, getting bored, may be I'll do some maths and read educational books, to get some afternoon nap. Well, see ya next time, folks. Goodbye and wasalam...

A Twisted Love (Poem) April 27, 2007

How can I say about you?

Thou art lovely and beautiful,

A kingdom of maidens cannot compare,

Their beauty with you,

The black dress makes you a gazing star,

The sweet face etched in my mind,

For eternity,

Even if I end with another Eve,

You will always be my love, dear,

Death will not do us apart,

I will follow you through pain and torture,

A guilty pleasure this is,

Heaven must’ve shined more to you,

And angels must be envious towards you,

Your beauty caresses my heart,

Our love will last forever,

Even when our souls do not meet,

No angels nor demons know how deeply in love I feel,

Towards you,

Even if you are locked inside a box,

Lifeless, on an island of a golden breeze,

Your scent made me drowsy,

Intoxicating, your spell worked,

Even if we aren’t in the same plane,

I have lived by your side,

For decades,

Pledging my love,

But thou didn’t reply,

I will always be by your side,

Sitting, writing this poem you,

As long as my heart is still beating,

I will keep pledging my love to you,

Even if it takes all eternity,

Even if the TRUMPET is blown,

I will delay death, just to be with you,

I will satisfy you, humor you,

Even if you don’t show me your expression,

I shall sit here forever,

On your grave, listening your heart beating,

That aches for my love,

And my touch, my kiss,

I will join you so I can follow you,

So we can live together forever,

For now sleep, my love,

Sleep so when you are awake,

You will see me beside you,

Together we fly to the heavens above,

Making love that we had ached to do,

A long time ago,

Our love will last forever,

Until the end of TIME.

Let's Say The Words With Meaning...

After years on observation, what I see with my own two eyes that when see speak, we don't any of the words that comes out of our mouths. Any emotions coming out of our faces are pure lies, opposite from the things that we intend to say. It is a shame to see it rampant nowadays. It is an embarrassment to the society that needs growing and development not only by tall buildings, but manners and etiquettes that shows a positive modernization among human beings. We have sane minds to think what's wrong and right and the outcomes of the consequences that tags along with it. You can differentiate it, but for God's sake, WHY do we need to hide the feelings that goes with it? Saying only doesn't do any good. Action that comes after it is what we want. But then, the action itself must be the one that you just said. Never promise what you can't deliver. Never make a simple mistake that will make you regret it later. I will never forgive those who say things to make it sweet and happy. I never felt this angry before. It concerns the core that I thought of as a place of solace, security, and sanctity. I lost that faith in a family and the faith of a happy marriage. I've seen enough of torn apart parties that makes me shiver and lose the one thing I thought was the salvation to freedom of broadening the horizon of my empire. I lost the one thing that I thought would make me a MAN. Now, I just feel like a blank piece of paper smeared with blood, and i can't write anything with it, but that paper is my one ticket to freedom. I have to take action in making my life a better place. I would love to make it UTOPIA. Make it better only for me. Only for what I've worked so hard in making it  work. I wanna stand on my own two feet and fly away from the Cage of Madness. I want to be the One that defies the tradition of a stereotype family in Malaysia. I'm gong international, live away from away, make my ow empire that eventually destroys the world and change it to the worst ever place to live in. I can't see happiness until someone guides me to it. I need help in turning my plans around for the better. I don't need to feed on those bullshit lies that they feed me with. I don't need the drama that entails it. I need peace, tranquility and live recklessly so I'll know I'll die eventually. I swear that I will break free from the chain of despair, making a world that makes me important to someone. To Hell with marriage and the problems that comes with it. I make my own decisions. Need to take that off my chest. So, as short as it is, I'll leave you know to tender your own mercies. So long and goodbye... Wassalam...

A Dream Conversation of Rizal andRizalinium (TRUTH and LIES)

I dream of a dream that brought me to the wonders of the slums of the low lives that taught me about truth and lies. There in the darkness, suddenly it blooms a simmering light of sun ray, a figure came out of the light. Materializing, it took a long time for me to see who it was. Then, I saw someone familiar, a person I know in my dreams and in my head.

ME.

He introduced himself as Rizalinium, my other half, my alter ego, the bastard of my mind. He took me to a journey of Earth, floating seamlessly in the night sky, a scenery only birds can achieve. It wasn't just a journey, more to say, a chat. We wandered the sky, up until the Earth was visibly seen and we landed on the Moon. Brittle land, rocks of dust, no footprints, no flags. (I knew it, It was a LIE about landing on the moon!) There, we sat and had a long talk, which in the next paragraph, will make me see more clearly about what is going on in his mind, a life of his own, telling me everything.

RIZALINIUM:

It was on the Moon, I sat with him, confused, amazed of the feat of walking on the Moon, floating like air. It was just a dream, but I couldn't take it no more, I need to tell him about everything. I looked straight to his eyes, and said, the future dons a new face, the Earth is in Danger of a war of escalating not physical harm, but a mass mind murder, killing our brains slowly, very slowly, we don't know. I asked him, "Do you know the difference between TRUTH and LIES?". He stared a blank stare and shook his head. Very wise. Only a fool would answer it, as if they know what is TRUTH and LIES in the dictionary. I than told him what the differences was.

RIZAL:

There, regally, we walked, paced slowly, saying it with sound and resonance. TRUTH, is what hides behind the LIES. TRUTH is hidden from us all. It is forced, to be kept, like a prisoner, beaten, tortured, so it will be weak and unusable. It is deformed, so people will not give a glance to it. LIES, are grown rapidly, nurtured and fed to the minds of the people. LIES are prettied up, made it beautiful, tasty, so people will believe and consume them without thinking. It can be spread faster like the speed of light. He showed me of a gruesome example of how LIES and TRUTH really is.

RIZALINIUM:

There, I conjured a lovely coffin, made of oak, with nice carvings of man's imaginary angels, with colors of every rainbow. It was a beautiful creation, made for the best MAN to be buried in. He looked in awe of the creation of the Deathbox. I told that the coffin is what we all love to see, to be in such a good state. He opened it and there was a person, A simple structured human lying in it. Then, I told him that this was just for show. A transformation will eventually come with it. Next, will be a surprise for him.

RIZAL:

What happened next, was truly shocking, twisted. The coffin consumed the man inside, sucking every flesh, blood, organ, until it is a mere mummy, skeletal, rotting, wilting. It was beyond recognition of the man who looked peaceful in the coffin. Then, the coffin turned much brighter, much more lovelier, a sight to behold. I was mesmerized by it. I wanted to lie in it, just to feel the softness of the bed inside it. He tugged me away from it, and said to look carefully what happened to the body and eventually the coffin.

RIZALINIUM:

Phew! The bastard almost killed himself going near that thing. Then, the scene he saw was devastating. The coffin turned to a horrible, splintered wood, with blood oozing, yellow liquid gushing out, bile and vomit. Faces of people in pain were carved on the surface of the coffin, faces of pain, tortured. Then, it caught on fire burning away everything in it. Screams and shrill were heard inside it. He froze, afraid, rigid, and stood back, away from th coffin. After such demonstration, I explained to him what really happened.

RIZAL:

Cooly, he explained that, when many people feed LIES, the LIES will be embraced by fools that knows nothing of the story behind it. It feeds and feeds the people into insanity, stupidity, violence and eventually, Death comes knocking the door. LIES can kill, brings misunderstanding, wars that shouldn't happen. Relationships broken. Ties that binds wither and a  tighter bind of enemies are formed. That is when LIES turns ugly, spewing profanity, murder, wars. The innocents are the victims of LIES. What came out of the coffin, the blood, the faces were the TRUTH. A late coming of TRUTH, where it cannot be saved, knowing it is useless, as LIES has corrupted and killed it. TRUTH that is so deformed, people cannot accept it. TRUTH, a thing that hurts and makes people afraid to hear it. That's how powerful LIES can corrupt the TRUTH. After the explanation, I asked him, "How can I save the TRUTH from being a victim of the Evil LIES?"

RIZALINIUM:

Interesting question, that answer, is right in front of our eyes and already in our heart since the day we were born. HONESTY. A word that scare the living daylight of LIES and infest our planet. Live an Honest life, then LIES will be ridden forever.The first ever LIE was when Satan told Eve that by eating the Khuldi fruit, it will bring happiness and prosperity, then the LIE spread to ADAM, who ate it too. Then, the consequences of the LIE was banishment of them to Earth. Nothing ever comes nicely from lies. They corrupt the minds. Makes us live in Fear. Fear of others knowing the TRUTH, that first was a beautiful being, turned ugly because of the LIE. It takes no genius mind or any philosophical professors to know this.It is in our blood and mind. A simple mistake by the first humans that carries on generation to generation until it is now blown out of proportion. Now, lying is like a refined art, to play with the mind that is weak, too weak to fight it. Minds of low defenses, easily consumed by it. Be mentally strong, block out all the LIES and learn the TRUTH while it is still usable, before LIES catches it and kills it. Now, you understand what LIES and TRUTHS are?

RIZAL:

Yes! It is so obvious. I couldn't comprehend it without someone telling me in the first place. The informal teachings from wise people and family, it is just.... embarrassing not knowing it. We only answer questions from books, but never what the true meaning of the words are. It is an eye opener for me to be in this dream, knowing more. I asked him if we will meet again. Then, he smiled.

RIZALINIUM:

Silly question. I will always be inside you, guiding you. I am your conscience, leading you to the path of righteousness. With the help of God Almighty, you will be fine and no harm will come to you. Then, we fell back to Earth, floating on the sky. It was a cold, windy night. There, I told him to go back living, and remember that LIFE is just a temporary place for us to live, to do God's bidding. The Afterlife is our main goal in living a happy peaceful, ever after. I showed him his room and.......

RIZAL:

When we went back to my room, I saw myself sleeping, with a novel in my hand. Peacefully, smiling. I decided to wake up, go back to my body and think back the things I've heard. The Moon was shining. Shining down on me, a light that was sight to behold. There, I woke up. I looked at the clock. It was 4 a.m. Then, a voice came to me in a soothing tone, saying, "Remember my last, RIZAL. You will need all your strength to overcome the obstacles in LIFE to achieve pure happiness."

Well, it was a frightful night added with adventures and being on the Moon, it was great! RIZALINIUM has changed from an angry, pessimistic soul to a rather soothing, calming one.I woke up that day feeling refreshed and was ready to take on LIFE...

Thanks for reading, it was a pleasure to share this with you. I just wanted to tell the LIES and TRUTH as it is. Hope you understand what I'm saying. Fromm here, I bid you Goodbye. May we meet again on the next entry. Wassalam...

Save Us!!! Tuesday, August 14th, 2007

How can we live?
If we detach our souls from our body?
Eaten by the Devils,maliciously,
Savouring and relishing the moment,
The moment of triumph,
Triumph over mankind’s easily fooled mind,
The stupidity we inherited,
From our ancestors,
Do we deserve this?
The humiliation among humans?
A plan that was so diabolical,
We only nod our head for agreement,
Not knowing the consequences,
We are the victims of evolution,
SAVE US from the suffering we did not create!!

                                                                          RIZALINIUM

This will make you think, are we worth it? Living on this earth? We only destroy it and only make our lives worse. somehow, this is the only thing that bothers me. do we live purely for destruction? Do mankind have no mercy or remorse towards their acts of heinous crimes. Social Ills, pollution of any kinds and the corruption of the higher power only bleeds us to save the useless, the destructive individuals to bully the weak. We care not the sufferings of other people that are dying like falling flies. We only care only ourselves, never others. How can we just let this go on? The End is already near, so, just risk our lives to get rid of these parasites that are destroying our earth, our sacred places, Think it back, think hard, can you live under the new regime of destruction? Killing for pleasure? Please, help us!!!!