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Friday, December 1, 2006


   Entranced by My Own Illusions

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Youkoso!!!

Welcome to my Euphoric-but-sometimes-Melancholic abode!
For a start, I'm MINASUKI, the name was derived from the japanese word 'Minatsuki' or 'Minazuki', which stands for 'the sixth month of the lunar calendar'... i think that's JUNE ^^ (is it? xD)
Well, there are several versions for the name, though..
i would usually say that my name means 'i love everyone' because 'mina' stands for 'everybody or everyone' while 'suki' stands for 'like or love'.
But actually, I came up with this name when I was in first year highschool without even knowing the meaning! =P

I'll be using the name ITSUKI for a while after being mistaken for a girl for i dunno how many times now!!! =_="

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Update:
Finally Updated my site after months of inactivity. I was busy with school and I usually visit my devart account too often. Well, jsut drop by my devart account if you like (the link is on my wallpaper made by yours truly ^_^)
Add me there if you happen to have a devart account as well if you like xD

Please sign my Guestbook if ya happen to drop by. Since I'm a social creature, I'd love to meet new friends despite i'm a bit introverted ^_^
Currently working on my manga, [CoS]... so i'm sorry if i can't visit your sites often =_=

Thanks for stoppin' by...
Domo Arigatou!

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Walking in this desert, I find myself cold such that, ironically, the more heat I feel, the colder I get.. as if I was soaked in cold rain. The touch of the scorched ground gives me blisters, yet I wrapped my arms around me as if I was walking against a blizzard.



I just can't feel the sensation anymore! I must be insane since I longed for the heat to engulf me amidst the fiery blaze of this desert; I feel the hand of a cold and silent breeze in this enigmatic place instead.



I dropped on my knees with scorched feet and sweat dripping from every part of me. Yet, I feel so cold and very close to the cold breath of void as I slowly feel numbed... and then I collapse on the ground. Now, I see pitch black.



I linger for this feeling like Ice and water; I allow myself to be captivated by this illusion. Illusions can't only be seen, it can also be felt. But why do I allow myself to be a willing captive of my own illusion? No.. I can't answer that for I am insane...



In this reality I've faced, insanity is a virtue because one cannot survive without it. I have lost my feeling but I shall never lose the desire to break the bonds of emptiness.



Now, finally.. the blaze made me feel the rage I've felt for so long before I've faced this current situation I'm in right now. As I writhed in engulfing flares I've wished for, my vision opened.. gazing in awe towards the white, violent sun. Once again, I've lost my vision.. of hope and truth. Illusions may be lies, but not in this predicament for I have felt the pain of what I thought was never real. It's ironic.. no, stupid.. to long for something that can kill me in able to stay alive.

As I stagger for my last resort... as I stagger for my last breath... I held the desert's sands in the palm of my hand as I lay motionless soonafter, ready to awake...



from this cold and blazing slumber, I call..

Melancholy





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