my foot

i have the tendency to shoot myself in the foot,
unintentionally or otherwise.

oops! there goes my little toe.
doh! there goes the one next to it.
ouch! two more left...

someone please take my gun away from me before i lose a limb :P

suck it up

be a man.
kick some ass.

... but this is hard.
she is always on my mind...

be a man.
suck it up! suck it up!

strange thing

its such a strange thing...
love can give you resolve to do anything for others,
even the act of denying it to yourself.

i need to think about it...
or maybe i just shouldn't at all.
lets see how long i can last.

the economics of the heart

pain is the currency of the heart.
it is the price to pay and the cost to bear...
for love in return.

meaning?

what does it all mean?
i'm thinking...
what happened? what should i get from it?
i don't know. i'm still in the dark.
do i regret it?
no no, i don't. it isn't really that bad.
so it wasn't a mistake?
it just didn't turn out the way i expected, thats all.
so what now Einstein?
life. it just goes on. try to keep up.

to keep or not to keep

there are things better off left unsaid... so goes the phrase.
why? i don't want to keep it.
would knowing something hurt more than being lied to?
frankly, i'd rather know. let me decide what is painful and what is not.
but still we keep... because, its not so much we are afraid of hurting someone.
its that we are more afraid the consequences of telling might hurt us back.
you see, we are all selfish creatures in the end.
so i guess its just easier and less painful to keep than it is to tell.
i have seen things go bad with just a few words and rampant imagination.
keep...
but people aren't stupid. eventually, they'll catch on.
and the longer you keep, the fouler it gets.
don't keep...
i don't know.
what are you not telling me?

pascal

a young man scrambles across the rooftop of a building. the rooftop was quite high, the building was over 70 floors tall, but vertigo was not a concern to him at that moment. for behind him, in hot pursuit was a beastly creature with a pug ugly face and stony skin. it had wings made of stone too but its really not surprising that it can't fly. so the creature chased on all fours like a hound, a very heavy sort of hound.

the young man was fast and he was easily putting some distance between them. but the creature had a way to gain the distance. it slowed down and lowered its body, as if coiling its limbs like a spring. then it launches forward with surprising power, hind legs stretched, wings spread out while in midair to catch the drift. the young man hears the course sound of stone upon stone as the wings snapped open. a gargoyle can't change directions mid-pounce, this is it, this is the moment he thought. his gauntlet crackled with blue energy as he spun around and swung his right gloved fist at the incoming gargoyle. instinctively, he shut his eyes while bracing himself, feet wide apart.

at that instant, energy surged from the building beneath him, through the conduits in his boots, upward through the conductors intricately laced around his well insulated bodysuit. at that same instant, a bolt of white lighting shoots downward and connects with his gauntlet the very same instant it also made contact with the hideous snarling face. there was a blinding flash, a blast of hot explosion, and a thunderous clap. shrapnels of stone and gravel blew apart in all directions. the young man was thrown back, bounced like a skipping stone across the rooftop and off it.

he fell freely for what seems like a long time, at an angle. onto the rooftop of a lower neighbouring building, he fell. the momentum must have been awesome as his body punched through the roof and the floor below it. it caused quite a commotion. fortunately, that building was old and mostly unoccupied.

he wasn't sure how long he was out but the moment he got around, galileo was standing over the him with an outstretched hand. the young man reached out and he noticed that his gauntlet was split open like a daisy, revealing his own hand. he flexed his fingers, nothing was broken, and let out a sigh of relief.

"that's the third glove you've broken this month", said gally as he grabbed hold of the hand and helped the young man up from the small crater. "good thing you had the absorber bandolier on too... otherwise, i'd be mopping you off the floor right now".

the young man hung around gally's shoulder. he was groggy and his ears were still ringing from the explosion but he grinned as if he could hear what his friend was saying. he asked, "wh-what about the gargoyle?"

"what gargoyle?", gally replied with a wink. "let's get out of here before the cops show up". gally flicked a switch on his belt, there was a hum followed by a slight sizzle before they both disappeared out of sight.