Thursday, September 03, 2009

Many days had come and go.. Heh It's the end of semester one. I am contemplating a good Leica. I am moving soon. Yes that's all.

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

I realised today that speaking out to a big group of people isn't really my cup of tea. I've forgo three presentations to date. Gah!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Our good friend Alex

4 says:
cunt
alex ; E2-LR after UT People! Music + GSS = 200% Chris' awesomeness. 55 days ; says:
yes?
alex ; E2-LR after UT People! Music + GSS = 200% Chris' awesomeness. 55 days ; says:
WH?Y DID I SAY YES

Monday, June 08, 2009




"We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature."

-Abraham Lincoln

Friday, June 05, 2009

Feudal lords on a xbox 360

In the far away fires
Where the hills forever burn
At the feet of our heroes
We try hard to learn
But the lesson is lost there
In the smoke and the mud
That we are one flesh, one breath, one life, one blood

I stood by the river
That ran red with shame
I stood in the killing fields
Where death had no name
I stood with my brothers
And away it flood
And we where one flesh, one breath, one life, one blood

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Monday, May 25, 2009

I want it to be the Lego days oh genie in the bottle where are you are you on weed on such words of honesty out now out now out. now.

Getting more and more and more and more and fucking more transparent to the world. Getting to know how the sun rise and how the trees are formed.

It's too early in my opinion.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Why don't you take that head of yours and go fuck it up in a cauldron filled with regrets.

So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye and there we were.

So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason.

Every other day when I am free I am fettered once again. Delusions and these dancing dreams wears me out, really. Then the reality comes and punch me so hard in the face I almost swore to go to hell and back.
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