Simplicity

The night strikes with batteries of aggression,
Senses crumble into the depths of doom
Sapped virility unable to speak
Mind so alive yet my body feels weak

I feel the end creeping, closer than the hands of time
With hollow hopes, like a dance to mime
Will my name remain the same?
Will I drown in rival’s rain?

She has the remedy,
She has the cure
She has

A Simple Smile, Dissipates my gloom and turns it into trust
A Simple Tone, Qualms the rage and crumbles it to dust
A Simple Need, Gives me the sense and will to fulfill
A Simple Note, assures me safety before dawn stings my eyes.

It is the sweet, simple things in life which are the real ones after all.

Keepin' It Real

Behold, my latest theory – A woman’s world is fabricated and abstract. A man’s world is real.

Let me begin.

I am not the sort of person who would normally generalize. However, I DO state my claims based on personal statistics judging by how much experience I have with the matter, and the number of times I notice it. So here are my views.

Women love fairy tales.

It’s true! Classic tales such as Cinderella and Snow White are the most responsible for giving women the allure and desires into being given special treatment by men to feel good about themselves. So, even when she is living an average lifestyle, a woman would (consciously or sub-consciously) arrange her life in a way which suits the structure of her desired fairytale. Boyfriend becomes prince charming, house becomes the castle, thoughts of love, affection and tiers of emotion shuffle through a woman’s mind and beams out through her view as her perception of life. Slowly she weaves her life into form.

That’s how they keep themselves, happy, contented and self sufficient - By being in a fairytale. So, it is served as our righteous duties as men to keep them happy by being a part of their fairytale, and playing the role. I’m not saying women are delusional, they just love to think of life in that sense.

HOWEVER it WILL be a problem if men refuse to adapt and vehemently stand by their customary nature:

Being Realists

Guys indulge in the idea that nothing is more important that what is practical and practical only. To us, motivation might be just a buffer before reality slaps us in the face. We’re simple people with simple needs so fabricated stories of castles and kings don’t have much allure for us. (unless of course your gay, then you’d wanna be a princess)

But men should take into consideration serving reality to a woman might bear the possibility of shattering her completely, or having her leave you for a man who cares and wants to take the time to play the role. So do the right thing. Life isn’t all about food, soccer, music and beer. You need to proceed into great lengths to acquire what you need the most. Do yourself a favour and cook up something sweet for her.

It’ll keep you from killing people. You know what I’m talking about.

So hope I did a community service today by posting this. For those of you who wish to bombard me with comments like “that’s so ignorant and shallow” should consider putting my theories into practice and having the irony of it slowly materialize before them. I just state what I see.

The rest if up to you to figure out.

I’ve met someone. But yet to see if she’s genuine enough as a person. If she truly is, and if both our hands clap, I wouldn’t mind playing a role in her fairytale.

Impending Love,

FUZZ

Just A Little Patience...

Ok I’m in one of those preachy moods again folks. Get ready for a barrage of sprung crap.


Since the beginning of time, mankind has scuffled with the vast ironic tragedies and persistent obstacles that are stubbornly attached to the long dance we call life.

The approach to handling these problems vary from a scale of subtle and gentle to insistence and violence. Perhaps it stems from the remnants of a primeval age, when men used to drag the women they fancied home by their hair after knocking them unconscious with a Flintstone bat.

The objective is Success.

The questions are “How much patience does one have? How long can one wait for the day he finally meets his goal?”

I would venture to say that patience, is mandatory (at least for me) just for the fact that I use it for the benefit of my self-interest. And I have 3 reasons why.

1) One who acts impulsively always subjected to ridicule at the end.

2) Hot heads and cold hearts never solved anything

3) Best things come to those who wait

It makes you look stupid

Need I say more? You tell your supervisor the office can’t be accessed. You throw a tantrum thinking that it was your colleagues who hid those documents you needed to hand in by a necking deadline and you throw the monitor against the wall because your sick of your plight. Turns out you tapped the access point with your EZ-Link instead of your pass. And you forgot the papers were in the other drawer. You’re broke, jobless, in debt for the broken monitor and the papers were rejected because you simple write nonsense when you’re mad. You’re laughed at and you become the lunch topic. None of your colleagues call you in fear of humiliation for being associated with you.

Impatience and petulance has portrayed nothing but stupidity and immaturity in the above “scenario”. If you waited a while longer to apprehend the situation, you wouldn’t have looked as ridiculous.

Nothing can be resolved

All issues can’t work to your favour once you’re impatient. Girls look upon guys who are impatient as pricks and feel a sense of imminent danger when in their vicinity. If you’ve only gotten to know her name and your already looking for avenues to access her shorts than you know you’re a man who can’t wait. And usually those who don’t wait - don’t get any.

If you don’t want to end up sitting on the toilet seat waxing your carrot, wait a little longer. You’ll be surprised at your level of progress when you choose to take things with her one step at a time.

Its Rewards

Many things that you actually thought you could solve by throwing a tantrum - which only worked against you. The longer one perseveres, in dealing with a big difficulty, the greater the glory one will find in surmounting it.

Priceless

As a conclusion, I certainly hope many shall take my social message into practice however; those who DO wait are NOT to wait in complacence but are to remain sweating their efforts into making their lives more fruitful. Patience is simply another key element into success along with other achievements. You need it to learn, you need it to socialize, its just something that will earn you more respect when you have it (patience) in considerable amounts.

Calm and relaxed - FUZZ

Turning 21

Woke up to the sound of my incessant E65. A gift from my loud, petulant, forever over-reacting yet soft hearted mother. Its my birthday and I have work in the day! Celebrations would start in the evening so I had to keep myself busy with something.

Heartfelt flattery surged upon me and only increased with every second as my handphone beeped with each sms wishing me bliss throughout the day accompanied by a perpetual reminder of my coming of age. Never realized THAT many people existed in my circle of friends!

Ok enough pussyfying. Conducting weapon training wasn't much of a chore as it usually is. However I detected hints of aversion and repugnance judging by the gloom and melancholic air the students projected through their facial expressions.

Boredom slowly turned to perplexity. I began to question.

Fuzz: "Kids what do you like about being in npcc?"

Tomboy: "nothing. we cant quit cuz our teacher threatened to suspend us if we do"

Upon hearing the pitiful plight of these poor kids. I transformed and morphed into "Hyper motivator mode"

It was time to give word of encouragement and rekindle the dint of passion of whats left of these kids and by the grace of my charm (grins), I succeeded! Kids left with smiles and thank yous.

Next agenda. Chilli Crab with Ricky, Lola and Adora!

If its one element of irony, out of the many I have realized throughout my life, I would mention would be the fact that I'm always late to arrive, but still the 1st! I arrived and approached the auntie who looked like hide(x japan) past his youth prime selling chilli crab at age 60.

Granny hide: "U Ah-black(lola)'s friend ah?"

Fuzz: *stifles laughter* "Yeah..."

If there were 3 more names that Lola would go by, we'd need a directory. So I waited and soon after they arrived. Food tastes better everytime I go there, and soon after we headed for what I was looking forward to the whole day!

JAMMING.

Stepped into the studio my veins throbbed with excitement and exhilaration as I closely stifle my carnal hunger to scream my lungs out singing Art Of Life and X! Don't wanna spontaneously combust on my birthday.

As we jammed to the last 10 minutes I was intoxicated with the music and we were at our last song. When suddenly after they struck the last chord of "X", the band stalled while sustaining a note, Lola whispered something in everyone's ear except me and to my surprise, the band played Happy Birthday to me X Japan style!

I was awestruck. There are no words that can describe how I felt. It was the best thing on earth.

Walked out of the studio smiling. Got back and prayed that everyday could be as happening as it was. No matter what happens I'll never forget this.

Thank you.


Big Boy Fuzz

Burning!

I have always been advised to stifle my frustration in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts and undesirable outcomes. I admit I am rather temperamental and sensitive when it comes to MANY things. There’s nothing like a little devil worshiping music and hammering at random things around me to quell my rage.

Things I’ve been pondering on these past few days:

1. Why is kindness and benevolence always mistaken as a weakness and a sign of vulnerability?
2. Why does it still hurt so much whenever SHE comes into the scene of my everyday activities?

Lets start with the latter. WHY am I still affected whenever SHE comes into the picture? Every time her name is uttered, each moment I talk to her online, on the phone or in person. It sends my heart into palpitations and my breath into shallow gasps.

WHY? Do I want to be affected by it? NO

Do I WANT to have anything to do with her anymore? NO

Do I WANT to forget her and return to becoming my wild, ambitious self with no qualms and little conscience? HELL FUCKING YES!

But the sound of her voice renders me helpless and the sparkle in her eyes tickles me sick. It used to be worse folks, trust me. I was an inch close to a futile obsession. Tomorrow SHE is going to be present at the place where I shall be on duty. It rubs acid into my wounds at every glance. HOWEVER, I will persevere.

Failure is not a permanent state. I shall NOT allow this to forge ahead and I am determined and extremely certain that I WILL one day get over SHE and meet someone better. For now, I make attempts to reinvigorate my emotional state.

One day at a time.

Next.

People mistake nice for SOFT! I am riled and deeply appalled by the very idea! I have been experiencing this for decades ever since school to work to NS even up until NOW I have people taking me for granted. And I suppose that’s what drives me to be such a temperamental impulsive raging prick. My fear of being oppressed and my disgust towards those who compete relentlessly just to prove a selfish and egotistical point – I am better than you!!

So I have come to a conclusion that only those who confront their disputes gain respect from society. Regardless of it being through brute force or intellectual inveigling as long as you make your stand and not give way to others – you become a well respected person.

I used to give in and I was stepped on. Now I’m slowly becoming what I used to hate. But I need it to survive in this rat race. It’s a vicious cycle.

Its Life.

Dave Chappelle’s view on different challenges between genders :

A woman’s greatest challenge in life is material. A man’s greatest challenge in life is WOMEN.

7 BEST Antidotes For Procrastination

Procrastination. Some choose it as a way of living while others are simply too lazy to get off their bowling ball behind. It's similar to a lethal venom that is injected into your blood stream to slowly impair the limbs crippling the body altogether. Like how I am supposed to wait till tomorrow to post this! It would have never happened and I would have lost all the inspiration and crap. So how do we refrain from indulging into this horrible habit that will leave you with so much to do on Mondays? Which will eventually be next Monday's work till it all piles up like booty in a rap video?

7 BEST Antidotes For Procrastination

7.Poverty

If your cardboard roof, dishtowel blankets and worm-infested beard is a result of your laziness and bull-headed ways. You don't need drunk teenagers to beat you up at midnight just to tell you to wake the phuk up and earn a living! You deserve a bullet in the rectum if you still insist on waiting for Monday to buy a copy of classified.

6. Inspiration

Nothing says progress better than weaving into a fabric of your inspirational being. Except BEING the inspiration of course. But it is, nevertheless, A stepping platform into attaining your goals. When you have people you look up to and people who move you effortlessly, you will feel the urge to be on par or maybe better than your idols just to prove to your big fat ego that you can do it too. Can never just appreciate it from afar can we? Good!

5.Conscience

If brutal, sadistic, vile and inhumane mass murderer Charles Manson has it - you should have it! But what I mean here is conscience and awareness towards your responsibilities. It will automatically evoke fear of being a pathetic excuse for a child, or the boyfriend who always "forgets his wallet". Its humiliating and if you are human at all you will apprehend and realize that its time for you to get off that couch and put down that beer.

4.Desire

Nothing will ever drive you more to work than knowing that you'll get what you want at the end of the day. Pick something that you would simply love to have, dream of it then start finding ways of attaining it. These things are preferably material as it typically evoked the sense of need in us. That will keep you busy and deter you from logging on to "educational" sections of the internet and waxing your carrot.

3.Compulsion

If the above still doesn't work for you. Then your probably an ignoranus who needs a foot up your ass to start working. Put yourself in a life and death situation where working and progress is the ONLY means of survival. Take huge loans. Buy properties and pay for them in installments. That way you'll HAVE to work. Or you'll end up at number 7.

2.Inferior Complex/Peer Pressure

Why do I combine these 2? Most of us are greatly affected by how many perceive us to be and how everyone thinks of us. But who in that group of judgmental hogs affects you more than anyone else? Your friends. Watching your friends succeed in the corporate world and pass you while you are still nailed to the grounds of an industrial company fixing batteries on faulty Duracell bunnies should get you thinking. At least I hope it doesn't stray and leads towards killing, robbing followed by raping his sister after injecting her with heroin. Hahaha

1. Failure

Well by now you should all have heard the typical quote - "if you fail to plan, you plan to fail"
Failure is the BEST antidote for procrastination. It combines all 6 of the above mentioned yet having an effect almost 10 times its magnitude! Fail and you'll know you haven't been working hard enough. So if you fail, remember it makes you wiser. And gives your friends different things to laugh at you about.



Thats how I see it.

Anchored?

Many factors in life never fail to strike and leave me with incessant trails of bewilderment. I toil away with my unavailing attempts to understand and fathom the reasons as to why and how many things are structured the way they are regardless of them being discriminatory or unprincipled.

What am I talking about? Below is :

1.What I think is the fundamental theory of success : Play to win. Mercy is for the weak

2.What I feel is the central structure of a winner : Being born with the natural skills and capabilities.

3.What I know about the transition phases of success in layman's term : Climb - Suffer - Enjoy.

And how do I find what I've mentioned above as unfair?

Play To Win
As much as I dread to admit it, life is somehow a competition of epic proportions. Winning is rewarding and you'll be more happy to learn from winning than losing! Things said like "it doesn't matter" and "its a learning experience" is simply a fraudulent attempt to deter you from the ugly truth - You lost because your weak. So you strive at all costs regardless of it being harmful to others. You shouldn't care. You should be the dominant and adamant. Show no mercy. You must WIN or don't play.

Born Winners
What exactly am I suggesting here? That only people with an innate ability can strive and muster in their endeavors? Well what I mean is the strength of ones learning capability. A born winner is a person who is able to learn and administer his duties adequately. And with his ability he eclipses others as he will most probably learn that sucking up to the boss gets him promoted! Its not about how much effort you put in. Its how much effort you make VISIBLE!!

Climb-Suffer-Enjoy
Has practically existed as my principle of attaining genuine satisfactory success. If it wasn't painfully difficult, then you did it wrong! Success can only be enjoyed when you know that you felt something extremely awful before. Much like how you cry after a break up, its because you felt something beautiful prior to it. Life's a biyotch aint it?



The point I'm trying to get across is. There comes a time in life when whichever turn you take seems wrong. Especially when your competing. Humans have been accustomed to the notion saying if one doesn't compete, one is useless and complacent. Being contented and satiated is conveniently branded as LAZY.

However, when you do compete you somehow require to succumb to the above mentioned. So what must we do?

Don't ask me I'm still confused....

Art Of Life

Yoshiki is a God. I used to think he was a genius. But his adrenaline driving and emotional caressing compositions cum his superb marketing skills made me infer that he must be a person who possesses capabilities beyond comprehension. Thus, making him a superior being. Haha I'm just fooling around. But he's awesome!

So today we proceeded with our 2nd attempt at our latest project - one of Yoshiki's longest most challenging compositions - Art Of Life.

How does the song go?
The structure of the song has many of Yoshiki's typical trademark beats and melodies. Just dragged a little longer for listening satisfaction! The vagaries of moods in the song range from solemn to aggression. Yoshiki hasn't written a single upbeat jovial song that I know of. However, like any other X song, this number will captivate with its celestial structure and mind blowing interludes!

How long exactly is the song?
30 mins. Enough said.

When are you guys performing it?
On the next upcoming gig! Dates aren't confirmed yet but now that we have all come to our senses and realized our passion and undivided dedication towards perfecting Yoshiki's music, I reckon it should be by this year.

It still needs perfecting and my singing voice more than ever requires polishing. I've stopped smoking altogether and am looking forward to recovering with a more powerful, astounding vocal quality.

Life is good.
When there's Rock n Roll.

The "Dahlia" Sprint

Alright, so you probably will rave in bewilderment once you read this post and realize that it has absolutely no relevance to the topic at all. Therefore I shall caution you beforehand of the fact that it is my insistent habit to do so. I love puzzling people. But not today.

So what exactly is The "Dahlia" Sprint?

If you have procured enough information about me then you would probably stumble upon the tiny fact that I am a HUGE X JAPAN FAN! And one of the habits that I have adapted recently is to equate every experience and surrounding with something that has to do with X.

For example, Time taken to walk from home to MRT station = 11min (Rose Of Pain)
Person who has a huge jaw = Toshi
Person who is petty and emotional = Yoshiki

Also used as an expression eg "why are you so Yoshiki today?" "What are you Yoshiki-ing about?"

OK I got a little carried away! But you get the picture. So I am still toiling over my agendas to gain strength muscle gain and endurance through exercise and one of the methods I am currently practicing is the typical 'sprint- jog -sprint- jog' method of working on cardio. So I officially label it as The "Dahlia" Sprints as equating to how Toshi dashes across the stage.

Ok sounds like I have not much of a life. But this is just to officiate this blog. Forgive the incoherent rambling.

Currently Skinny,
FUZZ



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