Thursday, February 15, 2007

low and low and low...

This few days getting low, especially today, but it's definitely not because of Valentine's day, I'm not that lame.

Maybe because after reading Sturm Brightblade and Flint Fireforge unfortunate death, then caused me to have alot of negative feelings and thoughts.

In the books, both of them died quite sadly. Sturm died being killed by one of his, or rather the companions old time friend kitiara, whereas Flint die largely because of his old age and weak heart.

Their friends were naturally sad for awhile, but afterwards i guessed they tried to look at the positives.

Then again, how hard will it be to look at the positives? If one of my friends leave the world, can i just smile and said he fulfilled his purpose? Can i say another adventure begins for him? Nah i don't think so, don't think i can accept that fact.

Well maybe i'm childish, a kid, just like how laurana acted in the beginning. Hopefully my mindset will change in the future, anot it will be quite a hell of a time when someone leaves this world. Sad, but it's reality. Maybe i'll go first, then save me the trouble of all the pain and anguish. LOL, life, you'll never know...

Think i have to try to dispel these negative thoughts in my mind, chinese new year is coming man, have to think positive about the future. Ok shall stop the negative thoughts here, no more. HUAT ARH!

On a more serious note, i like this poem alot, well i guess i'll arrange it to be read out when i'm on my deathbed. But no, not yet, MY PURPOSE IN THIS WORLD IS NOT FULFILLED. My time is not up. I hope not, i wanna live for at least 60 more years, there's still alot of things i've not yet done.

For now, here's the poem:

Return this man to Huma's breast
Beyond the wild, impartial skies;
Grant to him a warrior's rest
And set the last spark of his eyes
Free from the smothering clouds of wars
Upon the torches of the stars.
Let the last surge of his breath
Take refuge in the cradling air
Above the dreams of ravens where
Only the hawk remembers death.
Then let his shade to huma rise
Beyond the wild, impartial skies.

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