fuck it.
why radio why
she was born into hands of sand
with melody in her ears
her heartstrings played an infinite sonnet of sadness
her porcelain eyes cried tears of emerald
a china doll with cigarettes glued to her fingers
how long must her melancholy linger
in her scent,her touch
lost in the ashes of time
they'll blown away by the whistling summer wind
why radio why
she would cry
why radio why
if she could die
in peace
knowing her voice would forever be obscure
from her peer's piercing and prying eyes
she wouldnt have to ask
why radio why
she cleansed herself by showering in her sins
a needle and a syringe kisses her flawless skin
a tidal wave of euphoria floods her braincells
and through her heart-shaped lens,the world is nothing but a jailcell
for an angel with wings of dove,pure,white and clean
how long must her misery stain
her heart,her face
as they age along with the ashes of time
they'll be blown away by the whistling summer wind
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Monday, September 19, 2005
Facing the prospect of doomsayers plaguing us with their grim rhetoric post-9/11 and 50 "shot nine times" Cent smothering us with his gangsta rap, neoprints are just the saving grace of this forsaken world, that is if you believe the staunch believers in impending armageddon.
For the uninitiated, neoprints are the cool japanese imports ushering tweenagers into brightly colored booths along with their parents' milk money in ransom. It involves the user(s) to pose in a glorified and modified intant-photo booth, select from a collection of motifs to frame the picture in, and mayve even include cute inserted text if a need arises, and we all know that is necessary, really.
What is dispensed from the intant photo session are the pictures of them on cards/stickers and everything generations of monks in tantric meditation couldnt hope to achieve, nirvana, albeit momentary.
The neoprint machine deserves its place alongside the light bulb and the telephone in the gallery of mankind's most brilliant inventions. Friendships need the machine's endorsement to persist and relationships are doomed without its rendering the sweet memory in glossy, sticker-stasis.
Today's generation relies heavily on the card/sticker factory as it is prescribed like novocaine to ease pain and suffering where crumbling relationships desperate to avoid break up hastily scramble into one because in truth, it is probably the best adhesive for any form of relationship whatsoever.
Neoprint fans now have a choice between cards or stickers ranging between 4 to 8 dollars for a set. At the height of its popularity(1998-2002), "I spent about twenty dollars a month on the neoprints!" boasted ZainalAbidin, 19, a tortured teenager in the midst of negotiating for an increase in pocket money. "But now, the rage is Lovegety cards", he continued helpfully. "In fact, I do not consider a friendship sealed until the 2 or more of us get into one of 'em and immortalise the sweet sweet smiles", Khairul Azmi, 18 interrupted with a tone of importance in his voice befitting of the subject we were conversing on.
In a highly scientific experiment to test the significant spiritual and emotional boost the 5-10 minute session is said to bring about, a test subject is instructed to sit through the greatly raved about procedure and end result. Here are the before and after pictures.
BEFORE
Watch out! Pimply and angry, he mouths off punkish slogans denouncing the utilitarian oppression and exploitation of the lower classes.
AFTER
here he has realised his folly, abandoned all attachments to any teenage subculture and is now leading a very rewarding, pious lifestyle.
MAKE NEOPRINTS YOUR WAY OF LIFE RIGHT NOW.
For the uninitiated, neoprints are the cool japanese imports ushering tweenagers into brightly colored booths along with their parents' milk money in ransom. It involves the user(s) to pose in a glorified and modified intant-photo booth, select from a collection of motifs to frame the picture in, and mayve even include cute inserted text if a need arises, and we all know that is necessary, really.
What is dispensed from the intant photo session are the pictures of them on cards/stickers and everything generations of monks in tantric meditation couldnt hope to achieve, nirvana, albeit momentary.
The neoprint machine deserves its place alongside the light bulb and the telephone in the gallery of mankind's most brilliant inventions. Friendships need the machine's endorsement to persist and relationships are doomed without its rendering the sweet memory in glossy, sticker-stasis.
Today's generation relies heavily on the card/sticker factory as it is prescribed like novocaine to ease pain and suffering where crumbling relationships desperate to avoid break up hastily scramble into one because in truth, it is probably the best adhesive for any form of relationship whatsoever.
Neoprint fans now have a choice between cards or stickers ranging between 4 to 8 dollars for a set. At the height of its popularity(1998-2002), "I spent about twenty dollars a month on the neoprints!" boasted ZainalAbidin, 19, a tortured teenager in the midst of negotiating for an increase in pocket money. "But now, the rage is Lovegety cards", he continued helpfully. "In fact, I do not consider a friendship sealed until the 2 or more of us get into one of 'em and immortalise the sweet sweet smiles", Khairul Azmi, 18 interrupted with a tone of importance in his voice befitting of the subject we were conversing on.
In a highly scientific experiment to test the significant spiritual and emotional boost the 5-10 minute session is said to bring about, a test subject is instructed to sit through the greatly raved about procedure and end result. Here are the before and after pictures.
BEFORE
Watch out! Pimply and angry, he mouths off punkish slogans denouncing the utilitarian oppression and exploitation of the lower classes.
AFTER
here he has realised his folly, abandoned all attachments to any teenage subculture and is now leading a very rewarding, pious lifestyle.
MAKE NEOPRINTS YOUR WAY OF LIFE RIGHT NOW.
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