Good deeds, better deeds

Its been some time since I started thinking again, and its not something I should do too often... Marvels of life are contained in meaningless words... I often wondered if the world expects me to be something that I fail to be, and often I find the answer is yes. No matter how many things that I have done, good and bad, I still find no satisfaction in it. People call me good, people call me bad. You can call me two-faced but am I really two-faced, or am I just a bit of both. Then again, people have different outlooks on personalities. Some people think doing a single good deed is able to erase all the bad, but some people would go to the extents of death and still think it is not enough. I shall not judge, but to those people who just give up a small piece of their life for someone else and think that is great compared to other people, think of this. Many people out there are willing to take the blame for someone else's mistake. Out there, people are willing to do more than just that, and you can show it out by putting on a mask and just doing "charity" here and there, but if its all just for fame, its still good in other people's perception, but in their heart, they are just comparing to themselves who has done nothing. Its about time these selfish people stop comparing themselves to the worst but rather compare it to the good. I cannot push further the sorrow that others bear for humanity. Those good lives that has been ravaged, tortured and destroyed because of the greed of other people. These people that took it, surely you have a guilty conscience in you and that's a reason for you to do a good deed, but is it enough? I can give you answers, its just whether you want to listen or not. Take heed of these words and expand it on your own thoughts. Even if the world cannot understand, I thank you for hearing my rambles about my thoughts.

Life is more than perfect

I am sure no one visits here, but I now know that my life is more than perfect and to those who think life is hell, let me tell you this, look at your life. If you are a beggar on the streets, think of this, I still have my arms and legs, and if you a bit defected, think this, I have a life better than the rest because, I know what it feels like to not have it, and I appreciate those things even more. Your life is not bad, its just that you take everything, especially friends, for granted. Your life is not meaningless, and if you still feel empty, look around, look at those people who want to suicide, you have a life that God gave you. Don't ever think of taking it away. This is my logic. Everyone has a number, and this number is usually talents. You were born with some defects. To those who have a complete body, you don't have the will to go too far because you take it for granted, and to those who are defected, you know what you are missing and you want to achieve higher than the rest. To everyone, your life is more than just a puppet tool. I don't want people to read this and think, this is crap. This is YOUR life I am talking about. You think you're poor, let me tell you this, you have had more life experience than you will ever know. I am doing fine, but I can say, I don't know much about the world. I am cooped in a cage, but for the price of living a good and healthy life. I want you to know, look at yourself, don't feel like dying or anything else, because when you endured the hell of life, you will come to a part that you feel like living. Don't EVER think of dying. I can't express this enough. To those greedy people, I don't blame you and I certainly do not want to offend you, but listen to my plea. I want you to look at yourself, before thinking of others. Say my life is perfect. You have everything, but you just don't know it. Live... Don't ever want death, but when death comes, accept it with a smile, because you know your life was perfect and your time is more than up. Live on with a smile, because you will always be perfect. You know the feeling when you are in love, and you know that THAT is the most exquisite feeling you will ever know. Life is the same, so don't take anything for granted and every night when you want to sleep, look at what your life is. Never forget this words. These may change your life forever

Minecraft Server

Minecraft server created... 1/1000000 wishes made true... only 999999 wishes left. Btw you need Hamachi to join.

Hamachi Server : "Minecraft Ser" Pass : "12345"

Then copy Kyzer's IP and have some fun.

To change your name go download Quick Memory Editor.

Use javaw as a task and search "Player" capital P and the data type as String

Then change the "Playerl" data l is replaced with a square sort of thing, the data type will be WideString.

Hope you get it. Btw change it to a 6 letter based name, like mine is Kyzerr XD Gonna find a better one

Blow me, O great Wind, Quench me, O wise fountain and Burn me, O everlasting Fire

Looking at the time now, it is already the new year, I believe this to be one of my last posts because, I don't think I will return here, this place has been a home for my heart, even if I don't entirely trust this place, bits and bits of my heart is here. The time I have fallen, the time I was weak, the time I was down, the time when the world was a void for me, and the time I have spent here was mostly genuine. No masks, just riddles. Some of it hidden in another riddle, some more obvious than others. Yet, when I look back and read all about it, I forget myself. Not just once but more than it. I left myself when I was 9 years old, regained it this year but also another me that was embedded when I was 12. Surely there were times when I felt very cold. I have oaths of my own, but I have no strength to keep it. I wish for only one wish, which is the wish of the second world. Hear me, but do not listen, look at me, but do not see, feel, but do not heed. I have none other than this. My wishes, my hopes and all have been put here. Though there is much to do, I cannot do, though there is nothing left, I can do more, through hardship, one will truly understand what is the meaning of this word "Agape"

I am yet but the Crimson Rose but am impossible to understand as I wear a mask everywhere I go. Still don't get me? Nevermind. Take this for instance, I will go to the Mountains to find a few Wise Guys, but it is not too far away, as I am astray there. Yet, when I see the wise guys I tend to act more open and a bit snobby. Yet, when I go to a Temple and meet other strangers I tend to act different. I act as though I am a tough bouncer, a mastermind, and a subtle species, as no one understands, but when I go to a Chamber filled with people, and only one I know is there, I tend to be quiet and observant, I travel to a far seat and await even without concentration, there may be scholars but I pay half of my attention but there is a few places where I put on a different mask. When I am with some close relatives, I act more distant. I wonder if my fellow doppelganger knows about my true feelings. Yet I still don't care. In time, I will wither and my life ends, leaving my contacts astray with confusion of who I am. They act as they know me, but do they really, but still "How much do I know them?" I have no other answer than this "Not much." Who do you really know better than yourself, who do you know that knows all your traits or you know his? Who is really there to help you? Who is the one who can really rescue you when you are in pain, suffering or tormented? I have an answer, but I don't think you would care. Thus, leaving a painful soul in his tormented vessel. Nothing is true, everything is permitted yet if it is so, then I am not true, neither is the answer to life above anyone else. When I ask a question like "Am I normal?" what can you answer? This is my answer "Define normal". There is no one that is normal, no one that is not special, there is no two people who look alike, think alike, and even act alike, and if they do, they are wearing their own mask as you do with me

Sorrows come with despair

I have deep sorrows and scars in my heart, yet I cannot unveil them, every time I try to, it splits into more. I have deep wounds, yet they mean nothing, I kept them in, yet I have a hole now, everything seems to fall apart, what is a world without me, what is a place without love, can someone mend this hole, as a true friend? Yet the answer is no... True friends are nothing, I will soar to the skies, only to find a myth, nothing more, yet there are no perfect being, just similar... Sorrows too deep will only cause an eternal wound, it can't be healed, but it can be forgotten. No one must follow the path I have taken, as Death is the only thing that soothes it, no one I know will take that path, as long as I live.

Something

I have posted a video on http://helios-vsg.blogspot.com and you need an account to view it... Here's an account

ID : james22.madrigal@gmail.com

Pass: jamesof22

It contains a few clips from a video I am making and even though my exam has ended I have not started on my Gundam Diorama but I am instead making a parody video about Assassin's Creed. Hope you understand... This post will be deleted when my video is successfully on Youtube