
A part of me has died. I am swamped by the waves of mediocrity. I struggle to revive myself, but the inertia borne of long-standing conformity prohibits me. There shall be retribution. One day...
If to the fleeting hour I say
'Remain, so fair thou art, remain!'
Then bind me with your fatal chain,
For I will perish in that day.
'Tis I for whom the bell shall toll,
Then you are free, your service done,
For me the clock shall fail, to ruin run,
And timeless night descend upon my soul.
- Goethe, Faust, the bargain with Mephistopheles
Sift through my mind...
Arrow of Scarlet Ruin
accompany the wilderness tracker Anuis Drake Scarletarrow, Night Caste Exalted, as he travels through the world of Creation and rediscovers his past
Quiet Times with God
a page for daily bible reflection
Stages of Rebirth...
- Into the flames
- Feathers of art...
- Wings of thought...
- Lyric flight...
- A pluck of insanity...
- The Letters series...
Author's note: all the artwork on this page is mine, unless otherwise stated. I don't believe in copyrights so go right ahead and use em. Just tell me about it though, and try to be sparing on linking, snapfish might flag me for exceeding bandwidth.
To blogly go where no one has gone before...
a josephine hopeful wanderer
aileen ... my light...
anatalia ana the pooh
andrea the dog pound
anj purveyor
ayen boulevard avenue
ben stormwrite
carmen chainreaction
cha absolutely not
cyril a beautiful mind
dara strangefire
gen every hour...
gyll xhybrid17
halcyon contradiction
ivy life as i live it
joy backspaced
kalag kalag hell is made of...
lady lazarus poetic art
maybelle i'm bored
myla twisted solitude
moks silent screams...
neng ... alleged narcissist
owen the stew chronicles
ramonster 11am...
romel soulsearching
sam chronicles of sam...
sancho sancho benavides
sancho the mad tea party
shiro journeys
sj lugaw madness club
t. tulala-tulele
toi luna
tony outside looking in...
zane fell out of love...

Call me Ishmael... or rather, call me when there's something I can contribute. I like a good book anytime; over a cup of coffee, while I'm in the shower, while I'm chasing the cat to get its tail between the jaws of a laundry clip. I believe in socialism, I believe in capitalism. I believe in exorcism, I don't believe in demons. I am a walking contradiction of sorts, always looking over my shoulder just to make sure there's no dentist around. You would call me friend, I will call you by your name, and only when I need you. I believe in the rationality of man, but only when it's convenient. There are times when i paint, just before I slice the onions to sauté. I spend my time hanging upside down on the sofa, with a good book in hand. I never stop thinking, except while I'm sleeping, and even then, I still do. I hate sleep. It's Time's ultimate thief. But don't remind me of that when I'm sleepy. I was an atheist, now I'm a Christian. I'm an Objective Realist, but I believe in God. I've met Him and took Him to eat at a gourmet burger shop down the corner. It's gone now. I fed Him fries and a large Coke. He fed me with Life. I don't believe in religion. It's slave morality, the moral code of the looters. I believe in relationship; and reality. I will ask you to walk with me, so that you'd notice my pink Chuck Taylor's, and then I'd leave you if you cannot keep up. I'll give you something to help you on your way though, but only if you ask. You'll call. I won't look back. I never look back; except when there's the threat of a dentist. Call me Ishmael... call me tomorrow.
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Monday, June 21, 2004
I sleep, I eat, I work, eat, then sleep again. Days off find me at home helping with the chores, looking after the house (as most of the people are off gallivanting), chasing after the flies with the swatter, dusting my books and cleaning my room. When the situation calls for it, I cook for the family, clean the long-overworn passages and filthy nooks and crannies of the house; Mostly I do cooking though. I am a very responsible individual. I hate it. i hate what i have become.
Reflection...
i have abandoned the quest to seek and surpass my limits. by sheer ignorance i have found my limits in front of me. i did not go to them, i built them around myself.
i have sunk into the inertia of conformity and normalcy. a stagnant mire consisting of the tar pits of routine and the muck of conservativism. i am embroiled not even in the past but in something worse... the present.
gone is the mind that had reached out to countless horizons. gone is the defiance that was the wedge which drove through countless barriers of thought and imagination. gone is the individual that sought emancipation from the vagaries of convention. gone is the creature that lived.
i have committed suicide of the first order. i have killed my soul.
Rebirth...
no more. no more shall i succumb to this fetid hand that stays me. no more shall there be walls around my being. no more shall my feet adhere to the opiate that is routine. and no more will i allow myself to merely exist.
the thinker shall once more live within me. situations cannot be discarded as meaningless randomities anymore. the artist shall once again be my eyes and ears. no reality shall ever be perceived through the blinding lenses of practicality. the rebel will once more possess all acts. consequence will never again be my guide.
i shall rise once more from the ashes of my folly; long have i allowed myself to BECOME. now i will again BE.
Out of the ashes of bennet at 04:32 am
 |  |  | Bennet June 27, 2004 06:20 AM PDT
Understood. though more often than not it's circumstance and/or blindness to truth that forces activities out of us. i am guilty of both. i'm not offering excuses though, and from this time on, i'm not letting the choice be wrested from me. thanks. |  |
  |  |  | EMIKO June 25, 2004 09:17 PM PDT
leave well enough alone! i don't believe you'll do whatever it is you're doing on your free time if you don't like doing it. sure you may not be used to what you're doing now 'coz it was not what you were doing before. i may not be as intellectually gifted as some other people but i DO know one thing, you never conform to what you call the normal existence of humans if you have not decided upon it beforehand. you're not stupid. don't act like one. you can still glorify God and post the stuff you do. it can be an outlet to vent frustrations and stuff that you can not express on a daily, regular basis. excuse my french but what you do is your own choice. |  |
  |  |  | Bennet June 23, 2004 12:12 AM PDT
typical to harp on the details and miss the whole picture. nevertheless, let these stay and serve as reminders. to both me and yourselves... |  |
  |  |  | Anna June 22, 2004 07:11 PM PDT
bennet, i hate what you've become as well, only because you state that you hate it yourself. nobody can tell you who you really are. in all of those times that we hung out, i never heard you say that you were ashamed of who you were. you were sarcastic, yes. but that was you. you were an anarchist, yes. but that was you. you can tell me that i'm mistaken. i am only relaying what i saw and came to know as bennet. be an artist. cross the line. be bennet. |  |
  |  |  | aujan June 22, 2004 12:37 PM PDT
sorry na-wrong grammar pa tuloy ako dun sa line na 'you've wrote'.. it should be 'through all the nonsense you've written' pala..
asar na asar lang talaga ako.
i can't wait for my Lord's sweet vengeance upon you.
remember bennet, our God believes in capital punishment. so do i. |  |
  |  |  | aujan June 22, 2004 12:22 PM PDT
bennet, i appreciate your creativeness but not in this way... with lies. i am not impressed. we are born-again christians, and with Christ, negativities are most often avoided. in fact it does not exist. to have become a responsible individual is a blessing, a gift of a fresh start from the Lord -- but why state that you hate it?
and what chores do you do during your day off?!! do you wash the dishes, clean the whole house, or better yet do the laundry? and cleaning your room?! (which in fact is my room). yes, you cook SOMETIMES, when you should be doing it always. we both know the truth, don't twist it. please think well before proclaiming your thoughts...
i am saddened to discover this, after our long talk with mamamu this morning.
i suggest you revise everything,(even your single entry in your quiet times page, written without your personal reflection) as you are given another chance to change. remember, we carry with us the name of our Lord Jesus Christ. i cannot allow you to put my Christ into shame through all this nonsense you've wrote. you can use all this space ministering and sharing the goodness and unconditional love of the Lord for you... instead of all this depressing crap.
do something about this before it's too late. if you stick with this ideals, this beliefs, and this webpage... then you can leave anytime from our house that has always been the Lord's. i hate your wickedness for regretting that you have become a good individual.
i wish you His grace. i love Jesus more than i love you. |  |
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