Tuesday, November 9, 2004

Embracing Reflections
I'm sitting in one of my tech classes again, and I just realized that it's been a couple of days since I last posted here. Anyways, today's the day when I find out how I did on my test, and I will include it in my next post. Also, school's out on Thursday because of Veteran's Day, and yet we have to go back to school on Friday for one day before the weekend. Dumb school.

And the reason I'm having trouble staying focused on writing my LRP scenario is because my people never freaking show up. Saturday two of my four people cancelled (I don't count myself in the total number, else I would have said "out of five"), so I moved the session to Sunday under their wishes. And, once again, two people cancelled. This weekend, it doesn't matter though. If they don't show, it's their loss. I just hate doing stories with too few characters.

In addition to that, I've been working on the ending scenario for the whole deal, since we have a constant storyline going on in-between all the other worlds we RP. Hence the odd title of this post: I'm currently listening to one of the main 'evil' character's songs. It symbolizes his sadness in not being able to lead a normal life and his feeling of betrayal by God (who he himself is destined to become)...

(Normally I wouldn't post stuff like this, since I know one of my LRP members reads this, but at this point it doesn't matter to me, for a number of reasons)

Cold seems crippling
Lame meander through corridors
Aroma's thick with age
Mark off the day
Reflections of my life are fading...

Pull me out of this body
Don't want it, don't want it,
Feeble, frail and rotting
Descending, I'm lost in
A structure that's collapsing
Don't want it cast into,
Maker take the body, don't want it
It wants me

Past has found its place
Salvation is no more
Will God accept my peace
Bleached will, pardon me
Reflections of my life are fading

Pull me out of this body
Don't want it, don't want it,
Feeble, frail and rotting
Descending, I'm lost in
A structure that's collapsing
Don't want it cast into,
Maker take the body, don't want it
It wants me

I just want to run
Fly kites, wrestle, jump and play
Swim through waves that crash to shore
Memories in me
Cocooned in misery...

I'm sick and tired
Of embracing reflections of past time
Receive me, or cast me away
God please take me away!
Resistance futile, suicidal ideas
I will crucify my own being
Satisfy selfish needs
Justify my own right to what's waiting for me

On the other side
The time has come
I'm coming
I'm coming home...

I just want to run
Fly kites, wrestle, jump and play
Swim through waves that crash to shore
Memories in me
Cocooned in misery
The darkness overcomes
Soul soars to the other plane
Existence past the door
I sail through Purgatory's bay...

I asked a god for poison
Cradle me sown to my dreams
Souls searching
Death blossoms where clouds lie over me
Held in God's hands
Death blooming

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