titi Basha Mokh has defied me to have more traffic on my blog well
ok
here we go :)
also i'll be driving traffic to your blog i'll add your link to the list of blogs, i hope by this i'll be helping you create virtual tamer ;)
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Blogging Life
Friday, February 09, 2007
Stronger Clarification
bo2bo2 land: Stronger
just in case : i had too many questions and A phone call about this post
it's just that i got an epiphany from a previous experiece something that happened years ago that affects my life today; nothing new happened to my life
Anything Else
i can only say WTF
i didn't know such a movie existed, or such script is possible
the plot is very tight and causes you to have high blood pressure
charachters are very well profiled you believe everyone's point of view but you don't believe how can he/she think this way
the movie is great if you han't seen it find it now and see it
again all performances are amazing one shot in particular when Dobel, Folk his Amanda and her mother are all together at home and everybody is talking this scene is just amazing the scene is more tense when a phone call comes in ....
Thursday, February 08, 2007
fool proof applications!!
Let's face it, the average computer user has the brain of a Spider Monkey.
Bill Gates
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Stronger
today i feel in control of my life
this day is a milestone in my life
i feel that a weight that has been on my shoulders for years has been lifted
thank you God, experiences strengthens
Monday, February 05, 2007
Sunday, February 04, 2007
Working @ home
i am working @ home late. past my concentration capacity, going to bed
i LIKE my job i like doing new stuff i like the challenge, i hate missing my deadline.
doing a compremize. i still wish i've done better
Bought three new technical Books Waiting for it to be shipped
Monkey's Head
"Fire Coming Out Of A Monkey's Head"
Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain,
there was a town where the people known as Happyfolk lived,
their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world,
obscured as it was by great clouds.
Here they played out their peaceful lives,
innocent of the litany of excess and violence that was growing in the world below.
To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough.
Then one day Strangefolk arrived in the town.
They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them: they only saw shadows.
You see, without the Truth of the Eyes, the Happyfolk were blind.
Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead
In time, Strangefolk found their way into the higher reaches of the mountain,
and it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable Sincerity and Beauty.
By chance, they stumbled upon the Place Where All Good Souls Come to Rest.
The Strangefolk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things,
and soon they began to mine the mountain, its rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world.
Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happyfolk slept restlessly,
their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls.
Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain.
Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?
And as the Strangefolk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain,
holes began to appear, bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of the monkey.
For the first time, the Happyfolk felt fearful for they knew that soon the Monkey would soon stir from its deep sleep.
And then came a sound. Distant first, it grew into castrophany so immense it could be heard far away in space.
There were no screams. There was no time.
The mountain called Monkey had spoken.
There was only fire.
And then, nothing.
O little town in U.S.A, your time has come to see
There's nothing you believe you want
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Did you call me now?
there was a town where the people known as Happyfolk lived,
their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world,
obscured as it was by great clouds.
Here they played out their peaceful lives,
innocent of the litany of excess and violence that was growing in the world below.
To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough.
Then one day Strangefolk arrived in the town.
They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them: they only saw shadows.
You see, without the Truth of the Eyes, the Happyfolk were blind.
Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head
Now everybody dancing the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead,
the dance of the dead
In time, Strangefolk found their way into the higher reaches of the mountain,
and it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable Sincerity and Beauty.
By chance, they stumbled upon the Place Where All Good Souls Come to Rest.
The Strangefolk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things,
and soon they began to mine the mountain, its rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world.
Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happyfolk slept restlessly,
their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls.
Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain.
Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?
And as the Strangefolk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain,
holes began to appear, bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of the monkey.
For the first time, the Happyfolk felt fearful for they knew that soon the Monkey would soon stir from its deep sleep.
And then came a sound. Distant first, it grew into castrophany so immense it could be heard far away in space.
There were no screams. There was no time.
The mountain called Monkey had spoken.
There was only fire.
And then, nothing.
O little town in U.S.A, your time has come to see
There's nothing you believe you want
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Did you call me now?
it's more of a story, i think it's their best writing but i don't considure it a good music to listen to, they've totally done better than that.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
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