Anatomy of the mind.

Sometimes the chances of crossing paths with a certain object or image, triggers what might be called the past reality, or perhaps even a dream one hath set foot on. Many a time one gives up due to daily dilemmas obstructing the course of pursuing the dream, or just plainly because of laziness and overrated indulgence of pleasure.

I've seen people failing time and again. As a leader, I believe my goal is to lead my minors to success. A leader is about creating followers, and ultimately, creating leaders. I see individuals fall to the ground, flailing like there's no tomorrow. Some in high sounds singing requiems of their failures. Moreover, the phrase 'bitter comes before sweet' seems to kick in most of the time.

I do agree, I'm a hypocrite. I've seen failures, I've failed myself. But the difference I make is that my feet never left the ground, springing itself back up.. Sometimes I reconcile with my subconscious mind with the 5 basic questions of life, 4W1H. This reflects back on most events to have ever made it to my permanent memory. Recently I have posted about mistakes in life.. Lies never disappear, it will remain till one day it is discovered hence being disastrous..

I've crosspathed with many flashbacks.. Never have I ever wished time would turn itself backwards to rewind phases of my life to repair my mistakes nor correcting wrong-doings.. These are experiences of life, where one would perish without the acknowledgement. I'm stating that most people waste more than ½ of their lives thinking back on how to change the past, thus obstructing their vision of the future.. Past creates you, present shows who you are, future improves you.. Delusions will still haunt you, your alliance binds you.. And you can say Damn to all who oppose you and fight for what is right.

This quote, I can give my right hand that most of Thee hath stumbled upon a time or another. "Yesterday's history, Tomorrow's a mystery. But today, is a gift. That's why we call it the present." Inspirational quote. I live by it.. It disallows me from having the mindset that failures will never prosper. The damn truth is that failures turn out to be the most successful people in history of mankind. Knowledge is a gift, not a privilege. Talents are on the contrary. These 2 elements in life are your assets to your future, your Touch n' Go for your toll stations.. Lose the card, and you will always have the shillings. Drawback is, it will always be troublesome to hear jingles of coins. Just as inadequate knowledge stands.

I merely portray my thoughts into this black and white format. Not by referring to references online or books as most of you would think I did.. Technically this is a summarized version of the true story going through my head.. I wish I could just pour my memoirs and experiences into this. But yet again, the world wide web has it's limited means, so is the human anatomy. Perhaps one day if science could advance itself further into creating a whole biological synchronization of the brain with the web, I say this enhancement don't just drop from the heavens.. It is mere sweat and blood of individuals who have failed yet again, and they are never called failures.

The mosaic distortion of the sun and clouds, significance of mind.

"Trust in my command"
Mirana Nightshade - Priestess of the Moon

Yours truly,
Josh ♥ Jojo

Hey wassup bitch?

A dedicated post to all who insults me.. Wow look, a dedication post. Be honoured.

Can I help you?
It should have been like this,
Can you be helped?
Out of the question.
Judge me if you must,
Ultimately, your false judgement shall not prevail.

Down with insults. I've had loads of them. Come to think of it, People insult you because they're jealous of you. Or they insult you because they can't be what you truly are capable of.
So to speak. And usually I take peoples' insults as a form of constructive criticism. The insults I have taken over these past years pressed my perservarance. Sorry to you who wanna insult me, I'm invulnerable. But sad to say, each time you wanna insult me, I'll just put a mirror in your face. And that makes you twice as hideous. Smart people think twice before they act, and obviously you're neither smart nor a thinker =).

Terdapat seorang bernama Angel dalam blog Shi Hui.
Wondering who was that.
I may not know the name.
But it obviously is a coward.
Yes I said "it".
It somehow occured to me that
Angel and Ugly Hater ( in my chat box)
Might be the same person.
Just an assumption. Don't know if it's true.
Because both shared same similarities.

It's sad to see people like that wasting their lives insulting people with inadequate knowledge of the other party. I forgive people like these as they really are born idiots.. It's out of my power, since God made them in his image..

http://canijustsayiloveyou.blogspot.com/

Here is the link in which it is written.. Critiques like these come by once in a green moon. I guess I should honor them, both for being 'special' and brainless at the same time. On the contrary, they might be smart. But just by indicating somebody else a lesser being, proved them otherwise.. What a waste of being human. It is not in my nature to stab people in the back. Well to those who aren't 1337 enough, yes, I do not insult people..

Well, every great or soon to be individuals must face critiques like these, part of life's discovering journey I presume.. The more criticism I face, the more stronger I shalt be. Bombard me if you must, either way, I will always win. Insult me, you lose, I gain. Insult me not, save your face, save your dignity. This is specially for annoymous haters out there..

A last message I must convey to intelligently deceased individuals.. He who points the finger at me will point 3 fingers back at himself, whereas the thumb hereby faces me. Your selective disinformation proves futile if you are to tell the world who I am.. So learn something here. Humans are always learning. As said.. You are forgiven, both by the One and by me..

"It's about time"
Slayer - Lina Inverse

Your's truly,
Josh ♥ Jojo.

Mistakes.

Mistakes, mere mistakes.
Repeated over and over again.
It's nothing wrong to make them mistakes,
Mistakes are meant to be made,
it is meant to be corrected,
Thus nobody is 100% perfect.

The psychology of the human mind,
think some mistakes that they hath made,
are far beyond the borders of remedial.
We're mere humans,
We're just enclosed in our prison of our mindset.

The sick truth is mistakes may claim our very lives.
Once upon a time I was bestowed life once more,
Surviving electrocution.
I thank the One that He has enabled me to continue on my journey towards life.
Mistakes I made,
Some that I have learned from,
some in which are just careless.

To those out there who weeps at the thought of agony and pain.
Damn to you who are unworthy of self respect.
Get back on your feet.
Your revenant past,
Holds no bounds but sheer pain.
Time is taken for experience,
Time is needed to repair broken souls.
Hence, time is relative.
Radical conclusions are just a finger's touch away.

Making a mistake.
Has it's comeback and the ultimate feedback.
Despite the truth about mistakes being made and learnt.
One fatal mistake can bring oneself to the knees.
Or worse still,
the greatest downfall.
No ultimate mistake may be formed verbally
yet the action will and always speak louder than words.

Outcast I have been,
I have concluded that it is destined.
I guess all paths are made by one himself.
Nobody determines your destiny,
Nobody makes your decisions.
The devil's advocate will try to drive you from your path time and again.
Perserverance is the only method.
The code of the damned in which to destroy you shalt ultimately fail.

I was strayed.
I was lost.
Never history shall repeat itself.
I have located my power within.
To drive me on,
hence accelerating me forward.
My one and only obstacle.
Lies just beyond my perspective.
Academics.

Reconciled,
Repented,
Reminisced.
Nevertheless, mistakes will bound to be made always.
Accept truths in your miserable life.
Cold hard truths that stare at you right in your face.
Different individuals make different wrong doings.
But yet every single body shares the same concept.
"I was wrong"

As I now stare at the night sky.
Breathing in the cool night air.
Allowing me to meditate on repairing holes of my past.
None remains.
I live life with no regrets.
NO one stands in my way.
In my mindset,
mistakes are mere pawns of greater obstacles in life.

To a certain somebody who mentions inadequacy deprived of your looks,
and hence hypocrisy..
I have only 3 words for you.
You ugly fuck.
Now that is one mistake in which is irreparable. Glad it is that way.

"I've been thinking"
Lich - Kel'Thuzad

Your's truly,
Josh ♥ Jojo.

Raindrops are falling on my head.

I haven't been realising what came over me on a busy friday afternoon, but I was over the edge.

I reluctantly left my keyboard to depart for my tuition. Sucks to say that once upon a time it was located just 2 doors away from my home. Currenly it's located far beyond, to those who know, its Taipan.

Never had transport there, always arrived by foot. Rarely with my trusted steed, the bicycle. But yesterday, it was nothing like before.

The sky was falling. I decided to go on foot. I took my bag, closed the gate, and stepped out into the vicinity of the rain.. And mind you, the rain was heavier than your microwave.. And of course, an umbrella I had. But it did little to shelter me. I barely walked 100 metres, my 3¼ pants were already soaked, my shirt was no different.. It metaphors gunshots at you, my shield wasn't enough to protect me. I blocked the main shots, but the deceptive shrapnel got me.. I couldn't see 30 metres ahead of me.. Cars swarmed by, pools of water were on the road, most caught me on my bottom half.. Flooded it was, additive the rain hadn't even lasted for 15 minutes.

I carried on, purely with perserverance.. Soon a bus stop appeared. I gratefully accepted it. Lowered my shield, and just to find out how heavy my slacks were.. Nevertheless, I continued my journey.. My crocs were flooded. Most steps I had to take filled my crocs with sky liquid. Even big jumps.. As I crossed the void between my region and towards USJ 6. I determined that I might not hath trudged through this, rather to stay in my warm bed. I was mixed with emotions.. It allowed me to think, it allowed me to reconcile with my conscience.. And what I reminisced was beyond language.

The rain continued it's onslaught, showing no mercy to us living beings.. Not a single soul was in sight, except I. My crocs squished with every step I took. I carried on. Then I noticed a car, the windows weren't wet at all.. It took me by surprise. The ground was wet and flooded, the car window was TOTALLY dry, along with other cars in the same region. Turns out that this area might not have rained yet. It seems I have walked between dimensions, one was raining, the other was calm.. I enjoyed the fresh air as I continued walking.. I enjoyed the serenity of silence, I thought God might hath stopped the rain from falling in this area. But I spoke too soon..

Nonetheless I reached my destination. I sat in tuition with my bag wet, my hair down, shirt soaked, and pants heavy.. And to sit there for 2 hours, it drove me almost out of my head, not to mention 3 air conditioners in the room..

I was wet, cold, semi-angry, tired, exhausted, beat.. I stank of wet clothes.. Never was I happier the instant I reached my base, my home.. Henceafter, never will I deja vu. Under the circumstances.

"I sing a requiem for the land-walkers"
Slithice - Naga Siren

♥,
Jo