Monday, March 31, 2014

Blinding Clarity

Look! I see a broken highway in front of me. 
I wonder what would its cause be? 
I hope that to death they have not spoken, because you see- 
See! I am asking you to see! 
See the causalities of a broken highway! 
Observe the casualties and bloodshed today! 
I am not asking you to question the fact 
That you see nothing although truthfully you did see. 
But you should definitely mention the fact 
That you are one who judge based on what you see. 
For I lead a simple life. 
I have witnessed a dog wielding a knife. 
They are rife. 
But I have no sickness, I won't lie, 
For I do not die. 
I regenerate my fate, blood, only because life is unrated. 
Death is complicated 
Because peoples' lives are sophisticated. 
They think of everything too bluntly; 
They examined the broken highway for weeks, 
Months, 
And now they reek. 
They will never know the cause, because they can never know 
That life is so simple. 
People can hate until their hearts are on fire, 
But to me, the fire will only lead to situations so dire, 
Like a dog wielding a knife that killed a liar. 
Life is so simple. 
I can make me an older man 
Or a younger man, 
But it makes no difference to me 
Because I don't see me, 
Only society sees me. 
They do not see what is not important to them, 
They only see what they think benefits them. 
Humans used to live such simple lives, 
I am as ashamed as dogs wielding knives. 
If you, who read this, are still bothered by the broken highway, 
Let me enlighten you, 
The broken highway is a metaphor that I have imagined today,
It will be insignificant tomorrow, believe me that it is true. 
I can say that I see a solid highway, 
And people will talk about its solidness, 
They will wonder when it will break. 
I can say that I see an ordinary highway, 
And people will talk about its ordinariness, 
They will expect that it will break. 
They will fear if it does not break, 
Because it is merely ordinary. 
It does not even need to be a highway; 
Broken bridges, broken hearts, broken sanity, 
Firm ledges, colorful parts, blinding clarity. 
People will see too much into their broken lives, 
No matter positive or negative, 
No matter enemies or relatives, 
All they need to see is an adjective followed by a noun 
And they will lose the simplicity of life. 
That is why they see nothing although truthfully they did see; 
Everything will be seen as of equal significance, 
So nothing will be of importance,
And life will lose its magnificence.
They do not appreciate the simplicity of life. 
Life is simple. 
Life is fragile in the most simple way. 
This simple poem will mean nothing after today.

Monday, March 3, 2014

Flames of a Sordid Winter: FROST III

"Today, we stand united before the newly-built Zieren di Eis—the eleven-storied, three-acre ice castle that we have tirelessly built together, not for the sake of bloodshed or war, but for the sake of freedom! To achieve what we human beings truly deserve! To counter the inhumane laws and malicious pride of the FIRE! To inspire all of us to believe in the slightest bit of hope, that our sufferings shall end!

As the instigator of this major revolution, I feel extremely honored that many share our cause and plight; that many understand the need for justice in this world; that many are willing to put their lives on stake so that our children will not need to walk on streets with Death pointing fingers at them; they will not need to wield blades and weaponry wherever they go; most importantly, they will never have to risk their lives like how we risk ours today!

My dream, shared by all of us, that is to restore humanity to its original and purest state, is a selfless one. Although tears were shed, I had to severe the family bond between me and my half-brother, Gazette de'Aqueon. He used to be the only one I confided in, and now he is our nemesis. I place family behind the nation, and I invite all of you to do the same!

While speaking about this, I believe that now is the right time to remind all of you about my treacherous dead mother, Vhures Chutes the Imbecile, and how we managed to prevent our looming demise in the hands of her and her accomplices. Note that the phrase "The Imbecile" has to be added whenever referring to her, as although she birthed me and my brother, she attempted to take my life when I was at my strongest, as she is full of jealousy and greed! We should also never forget the priceless contributions of The Wisest Sage—Trigas Trill, and the Saviour of the Cause—Lucias Lusci, for exterminating Vhures Chutes the Imbecile from the face of this very planet! Although I was physically and mentally weakened, the two heroes have secured my life, and they shall be showered with the grandest praises by the people for their tireless efforts!

All hail The Wisest Sage! All hail Saviour of the Cause! All hail the ICE!

Vhures Chutes the Imbecile and her perverted lover, my late father Jonathan Bach de’Leon, whom loved her only for her services, has coordinated the plan to murder me, to destroy the cause. Ordinary people like Trigas Trill and Lucias Lusci risked their pride, lives and fortunes to save me, to save our cause. Citizens of the ICE, if they could do it, we all can!

The both of them were rightfully eradicated, which leaves us with my brother and his father—Mason Quote de’Aqueon. To ensure that the ongoing conflict does not spiral out of control, either Mason Quote or Gazette must not be killed alone, the both of them will have to fall simultaneously. The bond between father and son is strong, and executing just one of them will result in the strengthening of the other, and the fortification of the FIRE as a whole.

Based on The Wisest Sage, Trigas Trill’s advice, our next move will be espionage. I feel the need to share this with the people, as although there is a chance that information will be leaked, my trust towards the people is absolute. I live and fight for the cause, for the people, for humanity!

So, believe in me, believe in us, and believe in the cause! We are ICE. Respect the ICE, respect the winter.

-Recitation of The People's Scripture and its eleven interpretations (as written in FROST II) is completed by everyone present, lead by White de'Leon-

Thank you.”

- Speech Upon Completion of the Zieren di Eis, White de’Leon.