Sunday, October 25, 2009


Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a young prince lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind. But then, one winter’s night, an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away. But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman’s ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress. The prince tried to apologize, but it was too late, for she had seen that there was no love in his heart. And as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast and placed a powerful spell on the castle and all who lived there. Ashamed of his monstrous form, the beast concealed himself inside his castle, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his 21st year. If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast?

100 Beautifuls

A cat-lover.
Assemblage A gathering.
Becoming Attractive.
Beleaguer To exhaust with attacks.
Brood To think alone.
Bucolic In a lovely rural setting.
Bungalow A small, cozy cottage.
Chatoyant Like a cat’s eye.
Comely Attractive.

Conflate To blend together.
Cynosure A focal point of admiration.
Dalliance A brief love affair.
Demesne Dominion, territory.
Demure Shy and reserved.
Denouement The resolution of a mystery.
Desuetude Disuse.
Desultory Slow, sluggish.

Diaphanous Filmy.
Dissemble Deceive.
Dulcet Sweet, sugary.
Ebullience Bubbling enthusiasm.
Effervescent Bubbly.
Efflorescence Flowering, blooming.
Elision Dropping a sound or syllable in a word.
Elixir A good potion.
Eloquence Beauty and persuasion in speech.
Embrocation Rubbing on a lotion.
Emollient A softener.
Ephemeral Short-lived.
Epiphany A sudden revelation.

Erstwhile At one time, for a time.
Ethereal Gaseous, invisible but detectable.
Evanescent Vanishing quickly, lasting a very short time.
Evocative Suggestive.
Fetching Pretty.
Felicity Pleasantness.

Forbearance Withholding response to provocation.
Fugacious Fleeting.
Furtive Shifty, sneaky.

Gambol To skip or leap about joyfully.
Glamour Beauty.
Gossamer The finest piece of thread, a spider’s silk.
Halcyon Happy, sunny, care-free.
Harbinger Messenger with news of the future.
Imbrication Overlapping and forming a regular pattern.
Imbroglio An altercation or complicated situation.
Imbue To infuse, instill.
Incipient Beginning, in an early stage.
Ineffable Unutterable, inexpressible.
Ingénue A naïve young woman.
Inglenook A cozy nook by the hearth.

Insouciance Blithe nonchalance.
Inure To become jaded.
Labyrinthine Twisting and turning.
Lagniappe A special kind of gift.
Lagoon A small gulf or inlet.
Languor Listlessness, inactivity.
Lassitude Weariness, listlessness.
Leisure Free time.
Lilt To move musically or lively.
Lissome Slender and graceful.
Lithe Slender and flexible.
Love Deep affection.

Mellifluous Sweet sounding.
Moiety One of two equal parts.
Mondegreen A slip of the ear.
Murmurous Murmuring.
Nemesis An unconquerable archenemy.
Offing The sea between the horizon and the offshore.
Onomatopoeia A word that sounds like its meaning.
Opulent Lush, luxuriant.
Palimpsest A manuscript written over earlier ones.
Panacea A solution for all problems
Panoply A complete set.
Pastiche An art work combining materials from various sources.
Penumbra A half-shadow.

Petrichor The smell of earth after rain.
Plethora A large quantity.
Propinquity An inclination.
Pyrrhic Successful with heavy losses.
Quintessential Most essential.
Ratatouille A spicy French stew.
Ravel To knit or unknit.
Redolent Fragrant.
Riparian By the bank of a stream.
Ripple A very small wave.
Scintilla A spark or very small thing.
Sempiternal Eternal.

Seraglio Rich, luxurious oriental palace or harem.
Serendipity Finding something nice while looking for something else.
Summery Light, delicate or warm and sunny.
Sumptuous Lush, luxurious.
Surreptitious Secretive, sneaky.
Susquehanna A river in Pennsylvania.
Susurrous Whispering, hissing.
Talisman A good luck charm.
Tintinnabulation Tinkling.
Umbrella Protection from sun or rain.
Untoward Unseemly, inappropriate.
Vestigial In trace amounts.
Wafture Waving.
Wherewithal The means.

Woebegone Sorrowful, downcast.

The grayness is the hopelessness.

You are the only person that’s made for you, and until you understand that person, until you know them intimately, on every level, from where they’ve come from to where they’re going, until you know their values and their dreams and their dreads, you can’t really be said to love anyone else. Love is the recognition and reflection of your highest values in another, and until you recognise them in yourself, until you become the whole you’re supposed to be, you certainly won’t find them in anyone else.

All that said, people come into our lives for a reason, and it’s up to us to discover that reason, experience it to its fullest, learn from it the hardest way we can. If it’s love it should bleed a little, it should hurt as much as it heals, it should leaves bumps and bruises and scars. And of course when they leave it’s in our nature to yearn after the happiness that we had, rather than being thankful that we had it at all and looking forward to being happy today, and every today to follow, regardless of who we might be sharing it with. You can fall in love multiple times due in large part to your own growth and changing values, and discovering them reflected in others throughout your life - the clinch of course being that sometimes you grow in a different direction and fall out of love, or they do, or you both do.

There is nothing worse than a love of habit or a love of convenience, like two crutches standing only by virtue of one supporting the other, and neither capable of standing on its own.

Monday, October 12, 2009


Trivial matters of the heart, mind and senses.
Look away, look beyond.
Transcend the limits of this song.

Groove to the beat of your own drum.

Now that we've realised that friends are disposable, now that we know nothing is really in ruins if we have company in those ruins with us, now that you dismiss advice because hope shines on you,

Be gone.

Good riddance.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009


So, let's take it from the top.
No, the middle. The middle is where it starts getting good.

Sitting, we were sitting.
Yes, I'm starting to remember again, the birds and the sun.

It was just me and me, and we were the two happiest people in the world.
Or at least that part of town.

Then we skip the next part, when I'm alone.
Because that part was cold and rough.

And we're back together again, my right side and left.
Everybody feels this way, i just took it one step further.
She's everything I'm not, I'm everything she isn't.

Both of us are


- vacuus vox

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Blame Game

You’re walking barefoot on burning flame
All because you won’t bear the blame
You don’t need to explain
How you’re going through this ordain

I see your wounds, I call your name
You’re caught out in the storming rain

Alone by yourself, shouldering all in vain
All because of this senseless game
A game of life, of deceit, of shame

Don’t allow yourself to be maimed
It's driving you and I insane
Dancing in the shadows again
The stars are what we aim
But misery is for all to gain

What's left of our love is this stubborn stain
Through bargains and complains

Now there's an infinite final restrain
my poignant, beautiful madame...

- Boredom, Oktober09

Snap outta it

The world can get pretty lonely sometimes...amidst all the buzz and chatter. I found myself sitting in a crowded room with no absolute interest in anything, I knew why I was feeling as such, my mind told me to get out of there, but I forced it all - mind, body and soul - to stay on, that maybe, good things could happen.

Who was I fooling? Staying on only brought me to tears.

What I need the most right now, is the courage to face my responsibilities and priorities. Such big words. I hate feeling bad and going on ugly guilt trips for not living up to expectations - everyone's, and most crucially, my own. If only I could just fulfill the promises, vows, and mental notes I make to myself as a first step. Why tell myself that I'm having fun when I have all this pressing thoughts at the back of my head?