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Sunday, September 26, 2010 || 3:29 PM
He was perceived as someone always striving for something impossible…and sometimes intangible even if he always made it possible to grab in the end.
Simply, he was a man who always got what he wanted.
Whatever he desired.
Because of that, many people decided to follow him, worshipping him like some kind of an angel…or even god. He had so many dreams other people might deem senseless. Yet, this pristine white angel…still dreamed.
When those ever-so piercing violet eyes closed, the white angel whose wings were, in fact, so bloody, dreamed. He dreamed of different shades of colors, different kinds of visions and varieties of jumbled old memories – some of which were a little bit more than significant while most were not, for to him, past was mostly something unnecessary unlike the present and future…that he could seize and shape it with his own hands.
Labels: byakuran, dreams, khr, people
The 3 kinds of people in the world.
|| 3:12 PM
There are three kinds of people in the world.
First, there are the sheep. The sheep are the innocent, the heroes, the ones who always go down in a fight for the good of the world. The ones that stop a dirty street urchin from stealing an apple from the vendor; and pay for the fruit themselves, inevitably changing that street urchin's view of society, while giving him hope for a better future. They are the stereotypical good guys, and I find I really can't stand those kind of people. They are too fake, too bland, and too typical, and they thoroughly disgust me.
Then, there are the wolves. In all essence, they are the exact opposite of the sheep. They are greedy, vulgar, and in it all for self gain. They have no qualms about blooding their muzzle as long as they get a piece of the meat. To them, all that matters is getting their prey, and they will take out anyone who stands in their way without a second thought.
Finally, there are the people who, unlike the wolves, cannot be bought and cannot be swayed; and unlike the sheep, are no heroes of the light out to save the world from darkness They are not in for money, or for power, or for anything, really.
Some people just like to watch the world burn.
Labels: characterisation, people
