Hello everyone. Forgive me today but I am on a musical high or rather; A Linkin Park high. How can someone like me listen to Linkin Park you might ask. The answer is quite simple. These gentlemen are simply too good to be ignored. Yes, yes, I know millions of people out there relate this kind of music to the devil but honestly I don't and I am a very staunch Catholic lad.
Anyway, over the past week I have been caught up with their latest album, Living Things. I had managed to get my hands on it some time back but kept it on the shelves for some unknown reason. So on Saturday once I got to listen to it...let's just say I have never been so blown away by a singular message in all their songs.
This is an album for all those that continue to hold on to the past. I will not lie that I am not among these people but after listening to this album I have found a way to move on and be glad that I can make a choice and move on. As I listened to this album, I slowly realised that we can't help who we trust or the choices we make, we can only learn to live with the consequences. Choices shape us and sometimes we are powerless to stop the consequences. It is safe to say they make us better people than we would ever be. Hence, I have had this album on replay to strengthen my resolve and will.
Songs like Powerless, Living Things, Lost in the Echo and Burn it Down all tell us to be brave in the end. Even when you see life is being a bitch or a problem, get over it and plant your feet firmly in the ground and look ahead. That is all you can do. There is a reason it happened to you and if you keep holding on to the past, you will never know what you can possibly ever do or why it happened. There is a reason some person stabs you iin the back and there is a reason that girl dumped you. There is a reason you were offered that mega recording deal and there is a reason your mentor chose you for some really big internship.
So to everyone out there just learn to let go of the past. Pick what you can from it and close your eyes and place your feet in the ground, spread your hands wide and fight the winds of despair and agony. In time you will find that you can move your foot forward and go on living your life.
These words are not mine but belong to the amazing band.....
You hid your skeletons when I had shown you mine,
You woke the devil that I thought you left behind,
I saw the evidence the crimson soaking through,
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways to lose.
And you have it all
but you were careless to let it fall,
You've held it all
and I was by your side
POWERLESS.
I am sorry I have led you all here to be bothered by my love for Linkin Park but seriously with all the Konshens and company music hitting my locale; it is about time people get to listen to music which has a bloody message. No pun intended. Don't forget that there is no greater power than will power and truth combined
Wednesday 17 October 2012
Sunday 14 October 2012
The Delights of Freedom
There are so many times that I have been bothered by the boundaries and restricitions that the world of mankind has showed me. Yes, I know that freedom s not freedom in itself. It is a simple allusion to hide to true bounds of slavery. A number of times I have wondered what I would really do if the true freedom that is not bound to slavery existed.
I think the world would not deserve such a freedom. A freedom with wings whose expanse is the size of the Everest mountains in Asia and middle-asia would be an actual curse to mankind. Although this be a true case, I still desire this freedom. I still seek out that which I don't have. what more can I say to get the worl to desire the same thing that I desire. I want to be a free soul; a soul that cares nothing fpr the allusions of society's boundaries.
There was such a time when life meant so little and freedom was within grasp. That time existed in the flower of my youth and I am sure it existed to all the men and women in the world.
The cruel reality is we have never been free from slavery. Our freedom is our slavery;
How cruel she was when she left me!
Alas! My heart turned to stone.
It craved another man's possession.
How badly I wished to claim that which I possessed.
The eagle that soared higher than the clouds,
how badly I wished to feel the soft grey feathers on the tips of my fingers.
But none of it mattered to me,
nothing mattered to my soul.
For all the cruelty she had bestowed on me,
nothing mattered; nothing moved and nothing whispered to me.
My heart that used to beat,
still holds out for the small light, to beat like flesh and turn into silver red.
Henceforth, my heart will weather,
deep into the shadowy realms of lost desire.
Flesh to stone; stone to ice
And ice to pieces
Samuel S.B.
That is how the freedom that delights my soul makes every man feel. That is how it rocks the arms that would gladly open for it.
Until the next time I bore you all, I beg forgiveness for taking your time with this little void of simplicity.
I think the world would not deserve such a freedom. A freedom with wings whose expanse is the size of the Everest mountains in Asia and middle-asia would be an actual curse to mankind. Although this be a true case, I still desire this freedom. I still seek out that which I don't have. what more can I say to get the worl to desire the same thing that I desire. I want to be a free soul; a soul that cares nothing fpr the allusions of society's boundaries.
There was such a time when life meant so little and freedom was within grasp. That time existed in the flower of my youth and I am sure it existed to all the men and women in the world.
The cruel reality is we have never been free from slavery. Our freedom is our slavery;
How cruel she was when she left me!
Alas! My heart turned to stone.
It craved another man's possession.
How badly I wished to claim that which I possessed.
The eagle that soared higher than the clouds,
how badly I wished to feel the soft grey feathers on the tips of my fingers.
But none of it mattered to me,
nothing mattered to my soul.
For all the cruelty she had bestowed on me,
nothing mattered; nothing moved and nothing whispered to me.
My heart that used to beat,
still holds out for the small light, to beat like flesh and turn into silver red.
Henceforth, my heart will weather,
deep into the shadowy realms of lost desire.
Flesh to stone; stone to ice
And ice to pieces
Samuel S.B.
That is how the freedom that delights my soul makes every man feel. That is how it rocks the arms that would gladly open for it.
Until the next time I bore you all, I beg forgiveness for taking your time with this little void of simplicity.
Monday 1 October 2012
A New Beginning
Hello those of you that are looking at my seriously disgruntled and angry rantings. I know that it might seem like ages since I have posted but there is a lot that has happened of late.
For starters, those of you that believe that the world is about to come crashing down on you; stop right there. There is a bloody reason everything happens. There is a reason you have your heart shattered, lose that great job you had, lose your best friend, lose a bet and far more. It is in moments like these that we all forget to see the bright side of life.
For example; your heart was shattered for someone out there to come and find you and make you believe it can heal. They will come along and put it back piece by piece although it might take ages to finish. You seem to forget that there is someone else out there the same as you. Maybe fate and destiny want you to meet them and give them a chance, who knows? I don't.
You might get fired or simply cut from your job at some point and begin to question life but please never give up. In the long run, a better offer will come crawling down your end, your passions in life might actually get the better of you and in the end you might be happier that you lost that job you cried over a while ago.
The whole moral of this is never to question fate, Pick yourself up, man up, grow a pair (forgive the language) face whatever the world throws at you mercilessly. Move on and smile about it.
As usual here is a new chatter from my heart;
How to quench the fire that consumes me!
How to put it out?
My mind is lost,
even when I know it shall never be quenched.
I must let it consume me if I want happiness.
I will ignore the pain that tears me down,
and let it burn me.
Anew, I will rise, like a phoenix reborn,
Never to let the fire rekindle.
My eyes shall be opened,
my mind shall be calm,
and my heart shall find what was lost.
My honor, dignity and desire,
shall all consume me and make me...
I will rise like the phoenix.
Samuel S.B.
To all of you, may you never look at the darkness with fear, let it consume you and find the light to get out.
For starters, those of you that believe that the world is about to come crashing down on you; stop right there. There is a bloody reason everything happens. There is a reason you have your heart shattered, lose that great job you had, lose your best friend, lose a bet and far more. It is in moments like these that we all forget to see the bright side of life.
For example; your heart was shattered for someone out there to come and find you and make you believe it can heal. They will come along and put it back piece by piece although it might take ages to finish. You seem to forget that there is someone else out there the same as you. Maybe fate and destiny want you to meet them and give them a chance, who knows? I don't.
You might get fired or simply cut from your job at some point and begin to question life but please never give up. In the long run, a better offer will come crawling down your end, your passions in life might actually get the better of you and in the end you might be happier that you lost that job you cried over a while ago.
The whole moral of this is never to question fate, Pick yourself up, man up, grow a pair (forgive the language) face whatever the world throws at you mercilessly. Move on and smile about it.
As usual here is a new chatter from my heart;
How to quench the fire that consumes me!
How to put it out?
My mind is lost,
even when I know it shall never be quenched.
I must let it consume me if I want happiness.
I will ignore the pain that tears me down,
and let it burn me.
Anew, I will rise, like a phoenix reborn,
Never to let the fire rekindle.
My eyes shall be opened,
my mind shall be calm,
and my heart shall find what was lost.
My honor, dignity and desire,
shall all consume me and make me...
I will rise like the phoenix.
Samuel S.B.
To all of you, may you never look at the darkness with fear, let it consume you and find the light to get out.
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