Wednesday, April 21, 2010
The Classic.
Another OST to pollute your mind, this one is a songs featured in the Korean movie Keulraesik(The Classic, 2002).
This song is later featured by Taiwan artist 范逸臣-爱太遥远
Friday, April 16, 2010
A song, a time capsule
Maybe a song you heard when you're younger...
Or something from a movie...
I, of course have a few of the 'many' songs that I still listen to until this very day.
One of these is "Konya Tsuki no Mieru Oka Ni" by B'z.
And its the ending theme from this Japanese drama series called "Beautiful Life".
Where the leading actress died in the end, I remember I would stayed up till late nite during one of my 1st two years in secondary school to watch the "Babylon 5" series and this drama, it will be 12.45am by then when the drama starts:S
This is one of mine, what's yours?
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Loveless...
Loveless is a larger-than-life play in the game Final Fantasy VII compilation, here is the poems that is finally revealed in the Crisis Core of the game...
I've attached a video as well, try listening to it.
Prologue
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting
Act I
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take to the sky
Ripples form on the water’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.
Act II
There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh
Act III
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
Act IV
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world’s end
The wind sails over the water’s surface
Quietly, but surely
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
Monday, March 15, 2010
Poem: Invictus
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley
Thursday, March 11, 2010
What sayeth thee?
Ozymandias
- by Percy Bysshe Shelley
I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
My 1st Mandarin Blog...(Trip to Indonesia)
也不是不会打中文,只是要用南极星软件来打篇文章实在要花多一点时间和心思。
要写些什么呢~~
对了,几天前和老爸驾着他的 ‘牛车’,和古晋的二十几部越野跑车, 跑去隔壁国的山口洋城参与元宵节OFF-ROAD活动。
由于路又不是很好,整个路程简直就是在骑着过山车没什么两样 一路许许多多的村子的大人小孩都出来看看我们整整有二十几部的越野跑车经过。
花了差不多10个漫长的钟头才抵达落脚的地方,坐到屁股都麻了,心想好在不是我在开车,也真是辛苦了老爸子:D
山口洋并没像我们的城市这样‘嚣张’,但人口的集中却是大、又多的怕人,真是叫我们一队人看得虎子大开口般。。。
在这个城镇,全部的华人都在用‘客家话’为他们除了印尼马来语的另一个母语,听到自己的方言如此普遍,超有亲切感的说~
比赛开始前,开幕典礼由两国所参与的四十几部车子还在警察车开路的陪同下到城市的路上游车示威,有种被当成主要人般的快感,哈哈哈。
从二月的25-27号,我们都在举办这项越野活动的海边渡过大部分的时间,从早上到下午除了休息时间都在追着在半山斜坡种种高难度的途径爬着的车子,分分秒秒都在紧绷、刺激又艰险的时间里渡过,也在支持我们那班有参与比赛的队员,弄得大家又累又困。
那几天不但看到这么刺激的活动,还结识了许多从古晋过去诸多的越野车迷,除了我们整队人马还有许多不约而同的朋友们,回到古晋这几天也在路上遇见他们,车子贴着那场比赛用的贴纸。
除了越野赛,我们还欣赏到那里一年一度,非常庞大的一个元宵节游神活动,也吃了大部分的道地美食(都是路边摊子T_T)
山口洋虽然有许多十分吸引人的地点,却没被发展成旅游胜地,所以我们可是渡过了一个非凡的假期,还真希望有机会再次拜访这个被隐藏着,乐趣满满的国度。
举办比赛的海滩,有着一流的风景。




