Friday, January 26, 2007

...and more of these would come to end...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you...

The events that took place between Day of the Terribles, Weakeaning and Dimunition,
Dusk of 23rd to Dawn of 25th of the Month of Se Oeftera Geola,
Year of Ignis Maialis,

27th day, eleventh month of being a slave to a slave...

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LESSONS...
(the accounts that took place on the eve, the day dan the day after the Demon Lord day of birth)

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The morn before that annual date that marks the day Lord Demon came into existance begun like every other day, sad, sorrowfull and silent.

He expects none of great value from that day, just mundane routines and meets with the greater less that lesser greats.

The day before, the pit demons, ever loyal servants of his captors at The Voice of Orix have been ordered by the pit lords to conjured a spell that would maced the half-dead prince to reconnoitre the surrounding areas of The Port Owned by the Decendents of the Kings of Philantrophic Pirates.

The quest, is to spy on a diminions of the Minister of this rich but poor land in his bid to make that place a Mecca for The People of The Steel Birds.

So of the Demon for his quest, riding a dull and old green chariot loaned by the pit masters.

Thus begun his first lesson...

During the espionage, he saw how men easily bowed to the will of the Magus of Greed, to the point men loses his freedom and sacrifice the virginity of faith.

The fatamorgana conjured by the Magus are strong and men would easily befalled to its black will.

It makes the Demon think, what thus then, is the worth of being alive? So cheap is a man soul that they rather be shackled just to sip the sweetness of hell's honey.

After the Quest, the Demon thus embarked on his journey home. During which he strike a meaningfull conversationwith the Wagon Master of the green, dull and old chariot.

And the second lesson gained...

The Wagon Master is a staut, small man, with shady but mysteriously sharp eyes. The Demon have known him ever since he first set foot through the gates of The Voice of Oryx as a man of little talks and lots of humor.

During the long staggering trip back to the dungeon-citadel, both chatted aimlessly and pointlessly. But, as the chariot tread ever so slowly, that silly chat evolved.

It started to dwelve into a discussion that revolves on the topic of being human.

When they first met, and up to the point where the chat begun to evolved, the Lord Demon has always thought that this staut, small man, with shady but mysteriously sharp eyes is a true blood, a human.

But, all that has now changed, the Wagon Master, is in essence, a demon child of The Order of The Lost.

What light this knowledge is a very simple word - BEGGAR.

"Humans are kings of beggars... Because we all sat on thorny thrones made of tampered tales, dorn robes ragged ribbons made from fool's gold and worn crowns of crimson cadavers.

"We trudge this tangent planes with chins held so high that we forget our scalps nearly touch our heels. We truly thought that trinkets are tinkering trophies thrown to thwart troublesome testing times," the Wagon Master rhyme.

"But the truth is, we are bastards bas-relief from billowing begrime battered with beguiling luxuria. A nothingness nuisance..." continued his revealing rhymes.

Thus rickets revealing rouse rivering rendered re- cerebration of the definition of man in the Demon's scalpless sordid skull...

Then came the annual date that marks his birth, and with it the another lesson.

On that day, the Lord Demon was given rest. So, he trudge trough the trafic of tensed toilers to thwart trickeries of the of a toddler thinking.

That is a day he felt happily sad. Sad because he has learnt that he is loved by an unloved, unloved by a love and what scared him the most, the Demon was betrayed by the one he most trusted.

It make him realized that in this tangent plane, none os as what it seems. We dorn dashing drobes drawing drones of dreamers only to defy definate dustructions of the dreams of the dreamers.

And it saddens him most.

(Ahhh... So very much that the Lord Demon learned and wish to share, but, time is envious and has set heavily on his lidless eye-sokets.)

- ended till another end develops -

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Serenity of Sanguine
Sanguine,
Neither one of two colors,
seen as bearer of bad tiding,
an emblem used in contrast to good fortune...

Yet,
in its identitiless state,
he holds a row of black spade,
making him master of the deck,
even when he is a loser the game of fate.

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oo(O)oo

In another time,
another tale will come.
maybe,
of the things,
the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.
but for now,
the Demon would only want to rest.

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oo(O)oo
_______THANK YOU_______
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Tuesday, January 23, 2007

...and thus begun an end to another begining...

Assalamualaikum dan sejahteralah hendaknya kamu...

Hari (Anggara) Kliwon - Tambir,
Gelincir ke hari ke 3 Muharam 1428,
Tahun Ehe,

Hari ke 24 bulan kesebelas menjadi hamba kepada hamba...

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Baru

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Tiga puluh tahun berakhir sudah di malam bening ini. Sang Siluman Raja bertelekuk lesu di takhta walang milik tetuan hamba raja.

Mikir musing tentang apa dihadapan belakang yang telah merangkak pergi. Sepi, sunyi dan sedih. Semuanya dalam gembira.

Pembuka tahun-tahun yang berlalu ditutup dengan satu kesedihan, satu sesalan dan satu permintaan.

Mungkin, ketiganya ada kaitan, mungkin tidak.

Kesedihan kerana di satu tika, Sang Siluman Raja bertemu Ratu Dewi Hening Bening namun di tika ini, sang ratu yang ruhnya bernama tenang hilang dari bersama bayang-bayang kabur yang memberi semah ikatan darah.

Sesal kerana, di tika Sang Siluman Raja bertemu Ratu Dewi Hening Bening, bertemu juga dia dengan Sang Dewi Ayu Salju yang mengcengkam hati matinya sehingga reput jemari sang raja yang pada satu ketika pernah berdarah panas seperti manusia.

Permitaan, Sang Siluman Raja bertelekuk di takhta lesu milik sang tetuan walang hamba raja mohon Sang Tangan Tiada agar dilepas dari menjadi baginda, tak terbelenggu sebagai hamba, tak lagi bisa mencita mahupun bercinta.

Makanya, apa yang baru?

Mungkin hanya pada detik-detik mendatang, patung-patung bernyawa yang bakal berjumpa atau...

- Habis buat kala ini -
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- Merpati Pembawa Peri -

Terbang sang merpati pembawa peri,
agar bidan pawana tidak lagi menari,
biar akar halus bisa berlari,
walaupun merpati diperangkap sangkar mentari,

Bisa benar sangkar kekar,
ditahan demi sang bunga mawar,
agar madu bisa ditawar,
dengan sayap dicalar onar.

Begitu sang merpati kisahnya berakhir,
harganya semurah sebutir air,
hanya layak disapu tatkala bertemu berlian sebutir,
biarpun terjumpa di duli fakir.

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hadap irama cengkerik yang lain nanti,
jemari lacur ini akan menari lagi,
hadap irama cengkrik yang kian lewat ini,
jemari lacur ini ingin labuh di jeti mentari...

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oo(O)oo
_______THANK YOU_______
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