Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Indignation




It's times like these when I understand how she feels.

Sacrificing so much,
Pouring sweat, blood, tears.

Yet she doesn't get the retribution she deserves. Not enough gratitude, acknowledgment.

It's no surprise when a breakdown ensues.

You get angry with the world.

You see life in a tinted red; enemies scurried away in those you came to know as friends. You tend to shy away, to run; For fear of hurting those that marred your heart.

You tend to cry alone; Because crying is a sign of weakness.

Anger. Spawns a deluge of emotions, for its fiery temper, weakens the gates of control to the barrage of feelings once horded safely away.

Anger. Wrath. Rage. Fury.

Please, do not hold me hostage.

Dance In The Dark.



Silicone


Saline

Poison

Inject me


Baby, I'm a free bitch.


She looks good, but her boyfriend says she's a mess.

Find your freedom in the music.
Find your Jesus, find your Kubrick.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Mousetrap, Where Your Cheese is Esconed in Honey-glazed Lies

Society is a medieval contraption well-versed in the mojos of merciless hypocriticism.

First, it preaches equality, freedom and acceptance.

Then, they categorize based on first impressions.

When you fall out of expectation, you're labelled as a fake.

And when you do comply with their given image... Well.. That's what's wrong with you in the first place, isn't it?

You can never win.

Smile, Laugh, Cry, Lie Down Destitute.

For His sake, forsworn into it,
The timing of being, of the particular date.
Within the twelve governers,
Born of mutable fire.

Namesake, be it Leader of Men,
Lest hides behind, timid reflections.
For for his pain, embarrassment, really,
Dost a pitiful entity.

Said to be joy, said to be life,
Inscribed within the sign, in his strife.
Yet when flame is dampened, ashes cooled,
Who is there, to catch the embers, wipe the soot?

Hark, the embodiment of a weary traveller,
Traversing naught but those required.
Dictated, live-not, to that bestowed,
Fate has dealt, for one, a mistaken blow...

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

When I grow up...

I wanna be a rock star.
I wanna have a million bucks.
I wanna live in a penthouse with a built-in skateboarding floor.

When I grow up...

I wanna travel the world.
I wanna ride on the wings on winds.
I wanna see the gales and touch the breeze.

When I grow up...



And now that I'm halfway through,

I realize that some dreams are meant to stay that way,

Like the fleeting gust you try to hold on to

Lest it slips through your fingers,

And you wonder if it was ever there in the first place...


Sunday, December 20, 2009

Speechless



"I'll never talk again,

I'll never love again,

I'll never write a song,

Won't even sing along.."


Favorite song quote -

"Could we fix you, if you broke?"

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Happiness

Happiness is when...

They care,
You noticed,
She remembered,
He expressed.


Happiness is when...

They laugh,
And you laugh with them,
Because you don't see any reason not to.


Happiness is when...

Money is worthless,
And the company you get,
Is priceless.


Happiness is when,

You took the time,
To think about me,
About my happiness.


THANK YOU!!!

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Epiphany!

Was napping. Had an epiphany! How quaint!

Just a random question, but filled to the brim with meaning.

You know all those people you surround yourself with everyday?
The ones you laugh with, have lunch with, the ones you sit next to in class?

Yeah, those.

Ask them.

"If you really knew me, you would know that...."

See if they can complete that sentence accurately.

Ask yourself.

Think about it.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

DISMISSED, PEEr NOne, in DISMial

Fury enveloped what hath fate cast you,
For you do not believe in unfairness.
Dreams are meant to be chased,
Instead bogged down by exceeding expectations.

For the mind has wrought,
What the physical now portrays.

Excuses, excuses excuses!

Breath is hot, yet cools when in contact with gusts of wind,
To rock the moldy air.

YOU SUFFER WITH YOUR INSECURITIES FOR YOU ARE A COWARD.

Pathetic.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Just Some Thoughts

Funny. Today a long lost friend of mine called up, and we had a nice delectable chit-chat on whatnots and the like. So here we were yapping like retarded monkeys on meth when she started to elaborate upon her frustrated views on a certain situation she was caught up in.

In her predicament, she and a bunch of people were given a group assignment. HENCE, diverse as the human race is, in the multitude of personalities it encompasses, there were several fallouts within the group itself.

Basically, some people were doing all the work, some people were self-elected dictators, while others sat nilly-willying their time till Kingdom come.

Which got me thinking.

There's two kinds of people in the world. Planners and Executors.

Now, almost anybody you encounter will fall into either one of the two groups. Some can safely blend both while others are strictly monogamous.

Planners are, as obvious as the name implies, planners. They plan. They look at the long term goal, and lay out the path ahead. Before each project, they run a headcount. They build departments and divide cubicles. They set heirachies and the pyramid workload. In short, they compartmentalize. The present and the future.

Executors are those that keep the project running. Executors are known for their determination, single-mindedness and diligence. They work within the rules, and are substantially good at what they do. If executors are the cogs, planners provide the blueprint and oil.

Obviously in a team, a good leader would be a Planner/Executor hybrid. One that takes charge with groundrules set to counter future obstacles yet able to shoulder the hard work in stride, efficiently.

However, not everyone is born a HYBRID, and problems WILL arise when these two groups start to take roles that contradict their personality.

As different as apples and oranges are, Planners cannot be efficient Executors and vice-versa.

You see, Executors lack the vision and eye to detail, while Planners are.... sad to say... poor workers. They break everything down into the smallest, most minute particle, while ignoring the big picture, which is GETTING THE JOB DONE. Basically, they live too far in the future.

Executors, on the other hand, strive too much in the present to be able to glimpse the culminative effect of their actions.

THEREFORE, having an Executor on the top running everything is detrimental to the project. He/She will focus too much on what the work at hand is, they forget what they are working towards. This is equivalent to building a monument without ever taking a step back to look at your progress until the last brick is laid. By then it will be too late.

MEANWHILE, having a bunch of Planners under you is a just reason for suicide. They will bicker and scream and wail about the long-term goal, the future prospects, what we should be doing tomorrow, the day after, how the project will be capped off... Without ever doing any actual work.

So, in a team, for a project to be done in an organized, well-oiled manner, a balance between the two must be set.

An ideal team would obviously consist of a 1:3:7 (Hybrid: Planner: Executor) ratio (In hindsight though, Hybrids are domineering, controlling and rather hard-headed, if not ill-tempered and take great pride in being bossy. Hence it is always advisable to have only ONE Hybrid per team) per team of ten, which will give it a 10 to 30 to 70 % composition, which can then be applied to any amount of team members.

PLUS, TO BE HONEST, anybody with the right information can run a team. The person need not necessarily be a Hybrid, rather someone who knows the composition of the team and is able to relegate the tasks early beforehand.

**Remember, a leader is someone who does a job by getting others to do it for him. The more efficient the process is, the better the leader.

So there, these are my views on some human characteristics, and I hope that they prove useful, be it now or in the impending future. And always, always keep this with you:

When in a team, the WORST unjust you can do is to WASTE MANPOWER.


Everyone can be utilized to their full potential which will contribute positively to the end product, no matter how "irrelevant" you think that person is.

The only reason why YOU think a person IRRELEVANT under your direction is that YOU yourself is being IRRESPONSIBLE towards your RESOURCES, which shows your lacking.

Think about it.

Friday, December 4, 2009

Clarification

I have had some queries thrown at me, about my 'poems' (I wouldn't call them that. They're just versed insight), that they're too deep, too bombastic, they don't make sense at all.

Actually they do. They're pretty straightforward. The trick is to find the theme and interpret every line.

Don't try the whole verse. Those are far and few in between.

So, for clarification's sake, I've decided to decipher part of an earlier post.

My Refusal: Morning Star

(in this case, Morning Star can either be referred to as something seen briefly before being overwhelmed by a similar essence, an object that exists yet is not seen, cloaked by something that radiates more brilliance, yet shines the brightest when times are dark. ALSO, Morning Star is the name of Lucifer, aka Satan, Devil.)

For has the hands of Man,
(Man's interpretation of you,)

Shaped you into what divine dictates,
(Molded you into what they perceive as almighty and all-powerful,)

For has the lies they weaved,
(The indoctrination, rituals and fear instilled into people,)

Turned you around on your pedestal,
(Made you into a double being, different, yet worshiped as the same,)

Into a puppet cloaked with omnience, terrifying glory.
(Pretty self-explanatory: Their demand that you present yourself as all-knowing, all-seeing, giving you a sort of sadist's glory.)

So yeah. I hope you guys understand it, and... I dunno. It pretty much explains itself =)

Ciao!