<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916</id><updated>2012-01-04T23:13:05.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unspoken ...</title><subtitle type='html'>It takes alot to lie ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-1084044753031277679</id><published>2012-01-04T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:13:05.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.17 : Face-punch ...</title><content type='html'>Just when I thought the world got a little brighter,&lt;br /&gt;the dark clouds got slightly lighter,&lt;br /&gt;the whistling air got some how softer,&lt;br /&gt;the trembling earth a bit quieter,&lt;br /&gt;you threw me a punch right into my face ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, two, who would have thought it'll be you?&lt;br /&gt;Three, four, I reach for the door.&lt;br /&gt;Five, six, I start to feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;Seven, eight, I know it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;Nine, ten, on the floor I land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take to learn,&lt;br /&gt;that one could only get scaled and burnt.&lt;br /&gt;There is no exception in this prediction,&lt;br /&gt;that time can heal and change the conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;Taking a face-punch straight in the face ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-1084044753031277679?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/1084044753031277679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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hung on the unwilling face,&lt;br /&gt;numbness froze the senses to a stop,&lt;br /&gt;behind towering shoulders do the people now stood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes one wrong to overwrite a thousand rights,&lt;br /&gt;so why do we even bother to make things right?&lt;br /&gt;Why struggle to maintain this fight,&lt;br /&gt;when you have already lost all might?&lt;br /&gt;If bonds and ties are soft and light,&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't it be better if we just took flight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be no light without darkness,&lt;br /&gt;but it is the good that you are accustomed and want to see.&lt;br /&gt;When darkness falls,&lt;br /&gt;where then would you be?&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the same shadow we will be,&lt;br /&gt;or away until you get what you want to see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the answer is clear to thee ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-4929123675827646241</id><published>2011-04-29T17:46:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T07:53:45.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.15 : Hyperventilate ...</title><content type='html'>Choked, strangled, and suffocating.&lt;br /&gt;Pain held my heart with a strong firm grip.&lt;br /&gt;Lungs filled with a dreadful sourness, heavy.&lt;br /&gt;The brain swells and burns intensely.&lt;br /&gt;Body gravitates to the ground, muscles tensioned.&lt;br /&gt;A sudden sharp pain befalls upon my knees.&lt;br /&gt;The left clenching my chest, the right resisting.&lt;br /&gt;On my left I fell,  resting on the graveled ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a fish out of water, struggle ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warm Sun faded into the proud pale Moon.&lt;br /&gt;The glittering stars hid behind clueless clouds that drift by.&lt;br /&gt;The winds died as an arctic mist descends from the darkened sky.&lt;br /&gt;The smell of death and decay hover above the stone cold earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every breathe seems more excruciating to take,&lt;br /&gt;like shards of icicles pierced right into soul.&lt;br /&gt;Every pulse seems more agonizing then before,&lt;br /&gt;as my brain combusts every thought to ash.&lt;br /&gt;Every second seems more meaningless to pass,&lt;br /&gt;as the will shatters into a million fragments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the fading memories of pain ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dimming vision I saw the flashbacks that brought this upon me.&lt;br /&gt;The moment I decided to be here,&lt;br /&gt;the moment we first met,&lt;br /&gt;the moment we got along for a while,&lt;br /&gt;the moment we crossed the line that was blind,&lt;br /&gt;the moment we distanced because of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;the moment we understood and rest a while,&lt;br /&gt;the moment we crashed head-on until I bled,&lt;br /&gt;the moment we ignore to suppress the questions,&lt;br /&gt;the moment we forget our existence in both our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shove a steel knife in my windpipe and silence me.&lt;br /&gt;Melt me with your acidic words that goes through me.&lt;br /&gt;Aim for me instead of the dry wall and fly you send me.&lt;br /&gt;Plant your painful thoughts and distort the mind in me.&lt;br /&gt;Flash that sinister grin and weave your lies in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Just stand there and watch as I succumb to the sorrows in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush now, do not hold your breath,&lt;br /&gt;for these memories shall not rest.&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious to the situation that is before thy eyes,&lt;br /&gt;ignorant to the blood that was spilled on your account.&lt;br /&gt;But what is the point of being raised again,&lt;br /&gt;and to be put down by you all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyperventilate ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-4929123675827646241?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/4929123675827646241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=4929123675827646241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/4929123675827646241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/4929123675827646241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2011/04/chapter-215-hyperventilate.html' title='Chapter 2.15 : Hyperventilate ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-388343297577936909</id><published>2011-03-06T08:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T09:34:39.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.14 : Ticking time bomb ...</title><content type='html'>You have witnessed something that should not have seen,&lt;br /&gt;somethings that no one was meant to even know of.&lt;br /&gt;If only I was strong enough to keep it in,&lt;br /&gt;so that none of this would not have even happened.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I can't lie to one of the three,&lt;br /&gt;for which I have sworn to be absolute with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fading into the shadows ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes turn blind to the things around me,&lt;br /&gt;losing sight of what really matters the most to me.&lt;br /&gt;My ears turn deaf to the words that you have said,&lt;br /&gt;hearing not the meaning that you were trying to convey.&lt;br /&gt;My lips are stitched up tight together,&lt;br /&gt;losing the ability to express myself to you.&lt;br /&gt;My body turns numb to external pain,&lt;br /&gt;while the void inside swallows me from within.&lt;br /&gt;My mind turns blank and empty,&lt;br /&gt;forgetting what is black and white.&lt;br /&gt;My heart turns cold and heavy,&lt;br /&gt;it gets so hard to even breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot seek your help,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot speak my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot look you in the eye,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sense you anymore&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stand beside you anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot drag you into this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I do not want to burden you with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a jug filled out of its brim,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be filled by anymore water.&lt;br /&gt;Overflowing with the pain and misery of this world,&lt;br /&gt;I have to empty it before I can start filling it up again.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows one day that I might shatter under the pressure,&lt;br /&gt;but be assured that you will never witness that should it ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ticking time bomb has started in me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The further away you are from me,&lt;br /&gt;the safer you are.&lt;br /&gt;Though this is the point where I feel the coldest,&lt;br /&gt;I have to do what have to be done.&lt;br /&gt;If that is the only way to keep you safe,&lt;br /&gt;then that is where I shall leave you at.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the consequences of my actions,&lt;br /&gt;I understand if I am the only one left when this is over.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is why there are only three,&lt;br /&gt;maybe now two ... just give me a sign ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, boooommmmmm ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-388343297577936909?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/388343297577936909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=388343297577936909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/388343297577936909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/388343297577936909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2011/03/chapter-214-ticking-time-bomb.html' title='Chapter 2.14 : Ticking time bomb ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-3482767470968510061</id><published>2010-11-22T15:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T18:48:33.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5.7 : The Stars and the Compass ...</title><content type='html'>They say:&lt;br /&gt;'Follow your heart and you'll never be wrong'.&lt;br /&gt;'Think before you decide and prevent a fall'.&lt;br /&gt;'Nothing really matters, when you follow your heart'.&lt;br /&gt;'Rid all feelings and emotions, and think with a clearer mind'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart says 'yes', but my mind says 'no'.&lt;br /&gt;My heart says 'go', but my mind says 'hold'.&lt;br /&gt;My heart says 'leap', but my mind says 'don't'.&lt;br /&gt;My heart says 'please', but my mind says 'fold'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart's all warm, but my mind's stone cold.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's accepting, but my mind's rejecting.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's screaming out, but my mind's sealing in.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's opening up, but my mind's shutting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart wants to inch in closer, but my mind wants to bolt off further.&lt;br /&gt;My heart wants to cross that line, but my mind wants to accentuate&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: default;color:transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that line.&lt;br /&gt;My heart wants to feel your heart, but my mind wants to cleanse my mind.&lt;br /&gt;My heart wants to know you better, but my mind wants to forget about the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time to challenge fate for a change,&lt;br /&gt;and forget about the pressure gauge.&lt;br /&gt;To learn to read the Stars and the Compass,&lt;br /&gt;with clear judgment in this endless confusion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-3482767470968510061?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/3482767470968510061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=3482767470968510061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>I look left and right and all I see,&lt;br /&gt;the familiar faces that are dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since I have seen their smile,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it has been worth the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I hesitate ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I work with thee,&lt;br /&gt;it seems like a happy dream.&lt;br /&gt;May this moment hold for a little longer,&lt;br /&gt;so that I can embrace this feeling in this wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I hesitate ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to melt into these feelings all over again,&lt;br /&gt;but to reach a conclusion is such a pain.&lt;br /&gt;To know that in the end that I would fold,&lt;br /&gt;like a super massive black hole .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I not hesitant?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-1368512907822968865?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-3156082788904135661</id><published>2010-02-14T18:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T18:54:13.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.13 : That's what you get when you let your heart win ...</title><content type='html'>What are these lines that I see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lingering all around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Binding from one end to the next,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they pull and tug like there's no end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If one wish to be free from this lines,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then why does one follow all the signs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they always say that we are friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only to find that it will all come to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the time finally comes when one truly sees,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that these lines are nothing more but deception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The poor judgment made by the heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;confusing all of our senseless perception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopes and dreams they help you build,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;destroying them heartlessly without any guilt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peeling your heart that you can rely on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poisoning your mind while they look upon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's curious is that none of us could resist,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the temptation that they persist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth and benevolent they insist,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pain and misery they assist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do we like to hurt so much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we know that it is something that we cannot touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I  guess that's the consequence when you let someone in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's what you get when your heart win ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-3156082788904135661?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/3156082788904135661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=3156082788904135661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/3156082788904135661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/3156082788904135661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2010/02/chapter-213-thats-what-you-get-when-you.html' title='Chapter 2.13 : That&apos;s what you get when you let your heart win ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-1200091851355788821</id><published>2010-01-31T09:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T08:00:40.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8.1 : The long road ...</title><content type='html'>The journey down to the gates was a long one as usual,&lt;div&gt;always quiet and shadowed by the city's mighty Stronghold.&lt;div&gt;Rushing through them day by day with an unwilling heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it just seemed like any other path but with unreadable scribbles all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flowers that wither and rot along the roadside,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chilling cries of sorrow that burst from these corners.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason it is all clear to me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The unreadable scribbles carved into the walls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;turned into personal letters from one's heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rotting flowers that covered the sidewalk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tell the story of the lost souls that linger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The chilling cries that echoed through,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reveals one's extinguishing hopes and prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dark and cold this path suddenly felt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no life nor coin to be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sense of gloom and sadness set in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;undeniably the pain of those that have suffered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was made by the brave warriors that defended the city,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and cherished by the ones that they related to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But passing through them made me wiser,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the raw lessons of life were forced into me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for I knew now all the mistakes and errors made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some might think it's foolishness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I found courage;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for I knew now how to have a glorious battle nonetheless ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-1200091851355788821?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/1200091851355788821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=1200091851355788821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1200091851355788821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1200091851355788821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2010/01/chapter-81-long-road.html' title='Chapter 8.1 : The long road ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-7213133701645803814</id><published>2009-12-23T20:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T08:02:31.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.12 : What now ...</title><content type='html'>What happens when the only thing that keeps you alive is lost?&lt;div&gt;What now should one react?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What now should one say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What now should one feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What now should one do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What now can one do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A hole, an endless dark hole has been planted in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It draws my strength,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my emotions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my reason,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my will,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's there to live for now when what I needed has left?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't move&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't read,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't feel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't do this anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It burns, so deep that it numbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It aches, so painful that it paralyzes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It grips, so hard that it holds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It clouds, so thick that it veils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It stays, so long that it lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It grows, so strong that it overwhelms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What now ... what else can I do ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-7213133701645803814?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-7458010210083249051</id><published>2009-10-31T15:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:33:53.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 8.0 : Horns of War ...</title><content type='html'>As I knelt before the Light in our dim-lit alter,&lt;div&gt;I made a silent prayer to the one whom we call father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To give me strength to leave my love to fight what ever that befalls us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to protect those whom we cherish and keep them safe we must.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I adjusted my hands back into Faith as I rose to my feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adjusting my light robes as it glittered in the waning light .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flinging my cape back with home embroidered gloriously in pure white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bending over to return Hope from the ice cold floor from where it laid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A kindred soul passed it to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a smile that lifts all forms of misery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As my vision extended to the foreground,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that I have found my reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lover that understands me thoroughly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and took my heart to eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have found a meaning for this reason,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to stand and fight off this senseless treason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slamming on my knees to catch a hug,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I caught a young life so delicate to touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He held me tight with his weaking arms,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trembling furiously as those crystal tears rolled past those tender cheeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I held his innocent face in between my hands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and looked right into a heart of a man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A promise, a smile, a kiss we shared,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as he slowly understood where we stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Embracing a hold that we deeply desired,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rose to hold on to the love that we both inspired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I held on to her heart, her love, her soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as we embraced each other with a firm hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We looked deep into each others eyes for a moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and realized that reality is something that cannot be avoided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took in her scent, her touch and her love for one last time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;holding on to whatever that's left and kept in deep into my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking one last look at the ones that I hold dear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;settling down my heart as it drew tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A silent promise to make it back here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to abolish and hold the ones away from fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brushing the dark brown door open as the Horns of war sounded,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;echoing through the hollow alleys of the City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a deep breathe I turned back with my warmest smile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and left for war to face the endless vile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-7458010210083249051?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/7458010210083249051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=7458010210083249051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/7458010210083249051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/7458010210083249051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/10/chapter-632-endless-vile.html' title='Chapter 8.0 : Horns of War ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-4901986170613099696</id><published>2009-10-17T21:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:57:39.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.11 : Stupid ...</title><content type='html'>My mind's clouded with so much thoughts that it is overwhelming.&lt;div&gt;The constant barking of the people around me is just plain irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standing here at this very moment makes me feel right below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there is no way I can find to ripe off what I have sowed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just standing here makes me feel stupid while I waste my already short time limit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're presence slowly but surely unwinds my tightly sealed knowledge vault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cloud of tiredness hover all day around my weary mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it is at this very moment that I notice that I might have become one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always looking forward to the end of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to the end of this misery business and delay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreaming for that hopeful day that I would awake from this dreadful nightmare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yearning for the moment to recover my sense from this foul dense air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-4901986170613099696?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/4901986170613099696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=4901986170613099696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/4901986170613099696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/4901986170613099696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/10/chapter-211-stupid.html' title='Chapter 2.11 : Stupid ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-965676008959734775</id><published>2009-10-17T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T15:35:20.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.32 : Forgo ...</title><content type='html'>The sky darkens as the hungry clouds swallow the glittering stars.&lt;div&gt;The fallen autumn leaves scatter like fireflies dancing through the night sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scent of death linger in the ice cold wind that pierce through my body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Earth grumbles inconsistently as it tears its self apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tears fall heavily from the concealed black sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heaven's wrath roared through the sky as it illuminates how belittle we beings are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A freezing thick fog encased the land into a blur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shadow s slipping from one corner to another with a hidden agenda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cleansed by the sea of tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;noise being shut out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thoughts being blocked from the curious,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feelings being concealed from the unwelcomed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is at this state that one must learn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to adapt and resist what one truly yearns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holding on to something and not letting go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is something that we must eventually forgo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-965676008959734775?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/965676008959734775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=965676008959734775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/965676008959734775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/965676008959734775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/10/chapter-632-forgo.html' title='Chapter 6.32 : Forgo ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-6208927820249788763</id><published>2009-10-11T10:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T11:12:35.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.10 : How did we get here ...</title><content type='html'>Within this hour that we have been here,&lt;div&gt;I can see the future that is hard to peer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An image so deep that it sears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one could only look hopelessly in fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did we get here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This situation that we have now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is something that is holding me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wish that I could shake this off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I have no power left to resist this wrath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did we get here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no one here that I can trust,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for there is no bonds that can ever last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no one that I dare rely on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for they are merely ready to pawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did we get here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The air is very cold despite our usual runs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is no warmth left in the Sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The atmosphere is dry and suffocating,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though I wished it was always raining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did we get here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moves and skills that moves in the shadows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blinding all those that follows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Various banners that hang in the heavy winds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;following the echoing of the furious war drum beats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did we get here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senseless influence ordered by the imperial,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;treating us like toys from a breakfast cereal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weak in knowledge and professionalism,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;demanding respect that one does not deserve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did we get here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can the world be so heartless and low,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are we not suppose to rip what we sow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can anyone take this torment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that is no reason left to comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did we get here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now is not the time to falter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though I know that I cannot take this any longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the people around me that I care most,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to keep my mask on and conceal what I have lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did we get here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-6208927820249788763?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/6208927820249788763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=6208927820249788763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6208927820249788763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6208927820249788763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/10/chapter-210-how-did-we-get-here.html' title='Chapter 2.10 : How did we get here ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-2820733590325267624</id><published>2009-09-26T09:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T09:23:35.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.9 : It is a cold night this day ...</title><content type='html'>As I lay upon the dampened green meadows on the isolated hill top,&lt;div&gt;I caught sight of something so beautiful that no cloud could block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sky was clear and deep with drakness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the land was silent and still with no witness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lonely Moon glowed sadly in the Heavens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the stars glittered gently like a falling nickle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The air was heavy and stealth with fog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the wind was fast and cold as it whistles through the hollow logs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a cold night this day, very cold ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where were the days when the Sun showed up in the sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to dry the tears of all that had cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where were the clouds that rolled freely up in the sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to shade our faces that would run dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where were the birds that flew up the in the sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to sing, to dance, to beautify the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where were you when I needed you most,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to know that I could never again hold you close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cold wind pierced right through my body,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;causing numb and sorrow whenever I am lonely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cold wind pierced right through my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;causing me pain like a thousand paper cuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cold wind pierced right through my soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;causing me to ponder if I should go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cold wind pierced right through my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;causing me to doubt whether I could ever survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a cold night this day, very cold ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-2820733590325267624?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/2820733590325267624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=2820733590325267624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/2820733590325267624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/2820733590325267624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/09/chapter-29-it-is-cold-night-this-day.html' title='Chapter 2.9 : It is a cold night this day ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-2780728122834250352</id><published>2009-09-18T13:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T13:48:27.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1.4 : Is it just an excuse to stay close to you ...</title><content type='html'>From different worlds we have to meet,&lt;div&gt;maybe it's destiny or just plain fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though at first we repel like-liked poles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but as the sands of time slip down the hourglass,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything changes ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my world turned pitch black,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you brought light that illuminated the dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my fears get the better of me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you gave me courage to persevere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my painful past comes haunting me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you stood by me, assuring me that everything will be alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my heart turns cold by the bitter winds of the silent night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you held me tight, keeping me warm in the arms of  your delicate heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now it is time to face the facts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that there are thing in this world that we cannot sack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What we had is something special,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something that I will always treasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An unspoken feeling that binds us as one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but somehow we cannot stop what we have already begun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would follow you around the outer blocks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to make sure that you do not fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would listen to all the hidden gossips,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to make sure that you will not be harmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would peep through that tiny window,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to make sure that you are feeling well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would jump through hoops and leap over fences,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to make sure that you are near.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it is because I want to see you safe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or is it just an excuse to stay close to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The current situation is clear to thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that we are bound by love that creates no unfortunate scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confession is something that we cannot do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for this fragile connection might come through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In need of your presence in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had no other choice but to lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To know that you are safe and sound,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to know that you will always be there right next to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-2780728122834250352?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/2780728122834250352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=2780728122834250352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/2780728122834250352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/2780728122834250352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/09/chapter-14-is-it-just-excuse-to-stay.html' title='Chapter 1.4 : Is it just an excuse to stay close to you ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-1096550348951518825</id><published>2009-09-02T21:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:45:07.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1.3 : Nothing more from above ...</title><content type='html'>Awakened by the gentle rays of the Sun,&lt;div&gt;there you are laying next to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your sweet smile upon your angelic face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leaves me no other choice but to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those silky long hair that lay in a file,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though messy and all I like your style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could lay all day just looking at you sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe you were taking silent but harmless peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you slowly open those watery eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and release that heavenly smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but to nudge you close,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till our vision narrowed eye to eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As our hearts races by the second,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our urge to hold has soon turned to touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our breathe grew deep and warm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kindling a feeling that is so dangerously pure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though our minds might slow the link,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but our hearts were in perfect sync.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As our vision slowly gave way to our skin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so our lips have sinned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A feeling so raw that I could only give in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe I didn't even want to to be seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make this very moment last forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then I shall ask nothing more from above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-1096550348951518825?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/1096550348951518825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=1096550348951518825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1096550348951518825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1096550348951518825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/09/chapter-13-nothing-more-from-above.html' title='Chapter 1.3 : Nothing more from above ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-5658094820780672369</id><published>2009-08-19T12:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:07:02.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.8 : Grief ...</title><content type='html'>Grief, an emotion that reveals one's most vulnerable spot.&lt;div&gt;A world suddenly turned upside down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A feeling of weakness that numbs the mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A vision so pain that it stops time right in its tracks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sense of hopelessness that seals the very soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A pain felt so deep within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the leaves being swept by an Autumn breeze,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loosing all emotions and cherished dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drifting with the wind as it blows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;leaping forward as one rustles the Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Floating on the endless streams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drowning in the sea of dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing left to wake up for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing to fight for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing to feel for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing to sing for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing to reach for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing to live for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there you are,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and in pain ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will be no one there for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one to encourage you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one to talk to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one to embrace you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one to save you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one but you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't we just shake it off the sand in the wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't we just swallow it like they were food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't we just look the other way just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't we just jump off this train of despair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't we just reject this unfair reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't we forget about the pain that you have felt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-5658094820780672369?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/5658094820780672369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=5658094820780672369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/5658094820780672369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/5658094820780672369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapter-28-grief.html' title='Chapter 2.8 : Grief ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-4797971608140250172</id><published>2009-07-26T12:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:25:02.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.31 : Lucky ...</title><content type='html'>Everybody has a greed,&lt;div&gt;to slave endless hours just to feed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whether it is what we truly need,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or just to sow our pleasure's seed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yet we forget throughout those years,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the times we spent, the sweat and tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That the ones we loved are just so dear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with that in mind our thoughts are clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you seen the faces in the sky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They wave hello and bids goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you really felt the wind in your hair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whispering of joy is in the air!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you seen your partner missing you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It takes more then just 'I love you!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you seen the tears of you children?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where they are lost without you here !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These simple things are all within sight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yet you chose to reject the signs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And one day when you are all alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there will be no one with you to bear the cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the point of earning more then you need,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you do not have anyone to share it with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What more prove do you need to see, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that you are already so lucky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-4797971608140250172?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/4797971608140250172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=4797971608140250172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/4797971608140250172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/4797971608140250172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapter-631-lucky.html' title='Chapter 6.31 : Lucky ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-2406429028854341559</id><published>2009-06-21T12:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T12:31:45.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.30 : One day we shall all be free ...</title><content type='html'>In the early hours of the night,&lt;div&gt;we came across a sightless fright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That cannot be negated by our might,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but to fall into the open arms of blight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thought of it just fills my head,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with pain and sorrow and all that's dread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over time it is clear that we have bled,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too late for any other regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's presence stills the howling wind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;silencing all that cause a din.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those blood-shot eyes that pricks like a pin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dividing all from their kin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sinister smile it flashes around, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for reasons that are too profound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharp screeching voices that it hounds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with no chance to escape we are bound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A touch so cold that it bites,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chilling senses blinding sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With orders as our only guide,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only to wish that we could take flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In such dark times we turn to thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a dire hope and a silent plea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That this darkness seize its spree, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and one day we shall all be free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-2406429028854341559?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/2406429028854341559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=2406429028854341559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/2406429028854341559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/2406429028854341559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/06/chapter-630-one-day-we-shall-all-be.html' title='Chapter 6.30 : One day we shall all be free ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-6060256015265489542</id><published>2009-05-17T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:34:16.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 7.0 : Staring deep ...</title><content type='html'>Look at the sky now,&lt;div&gt;isn't it beautiful,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wondering where's my love's to be found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Moon glows of pale white,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and stars fall from twilight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if only you were by my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my questions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my dreams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wished life's as sweet as ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there you were,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;staring deep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;staring deep into my keep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you open,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these feelings so deep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever trying to break free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you answer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the questions of life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i've found my paradise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my questions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my dreams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wished life's as sweet as ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there you were,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;staring deep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;staring deep into my keep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I found my reason why,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to hold your hand and turn back time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How i'd wish that this is real,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to steal your heart and make you feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my questions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my dreams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wished life's as sweet as ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there you were,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;staring deep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;staring deep into my keep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-6060256015265489542?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/6060256015265489542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=6060256015265489542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6060256015265489542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6060256015265489542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/05/chapter-70-staring-deep.html' title='Chapter 7.0 : Staring deep ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-205092659756669440</id><published>2009-05-01T20:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:34:35.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.7 : To be left alone in this endless dark ...</title><content type='html'>Today is the time to make up my mind,&lt;div&gt;to search for a reason is something to find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could someone forget someone like you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like the Sun that would never meet the Moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tug and pull these strings all day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;denying the price that we should pay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lingering in the ruins of our past feelings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trying to forget all our awful dealings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When times go rough we stuck like glue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and showed the others who is the fool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staying close when hell broke loose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ensuring that none of us are on a noose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pain melts like snow in the Sun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with you around it seems so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorrows drown right into the deep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forget the reasons that we should have heed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find me a reason for this reckless decision,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for I seek no fault in this treason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To forget someone that stole my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be left alone in this endless dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-205092659756669440?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/205092659756669440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=205092659756669440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/205092659756669440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/205092659756669440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/05/chapter-27-to-be-left-alone-in-this.html' title='Chapter 2.7 : To be left alone in this endless dark ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-6992923995372276101</id><published>2009-05-01T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:01:16.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.29 : Like having the same dream all over again ...</title><content type='html'>As the Sun rose from the far horizon,&lt;div&gt;so does the happy days that come to a conclusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a reluctant child in a candy shop,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this day I must not flop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting new faces once again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like having the same dream all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But time has once again brought us light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for it has bonded us ever so tight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has turned from white to grey,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like a river stained by a bloody blade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like honey dripping from its giant comb,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it feels like we have once again reached home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through terror and fear we have all seen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but together as one we eventually become keen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the darkness of night we found our light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shared equally among all like a senseless blight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here at last we stand again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last push forward past all despair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fearing no mountain that is too high,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing that they are all standing by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-6992923995372276101?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/6992923995372276101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=6992923995372276101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6992923995372276101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6992923995372276101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/05/chapter-629-like-having-same-dream-all.html' title='Chapter 6.29 : Like having the same dream all over again ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-7557838362095793052</id><published>2009-04-04T21:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:25:22.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.28 : Does this mean that we were wrong ...</title><content type='html'>When all is already said and done,&lt;div&gt;what more could thee put up front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A hidden grin behind those tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or a darker self that one does fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Days and weeks we meet and greet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by force or will we shall not speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth or deception one shall leak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but what do we truly seek?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it the attention that one does need?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To shroud the past that hurts too deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it the power that one does greed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To prey on others that they call weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends that bond had shed their gones,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so does everyone that moan their lawns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does this mean that we were wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to include them all into this song?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-7557838362095793052?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/7557838362095793052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=7557838362095793052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/7557838362095793052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/7557838362095793052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/04/chapter-628-does-this-mean-that-we-were.html' title='Chapter 6.28 : Does this mean that we were wrong ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-5738927734032969113</id><published>2009-02-21T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:23:58.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.27 : Winter chill ...</title><content type='html'>Winter blows slowly into the still night,&lt;div&gt;painting the lonely mountains in pure white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As snow owls take their flight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel the chill of these winter night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Howls of sorrow echos from the deep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while fearsome grizzles rest peacefully in their keep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snow white hares roam with ease,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while vicious felines hide within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cold fades while the blazing Sun rises,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;removing off nature's guise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As birds sing their songs of bitter sweet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;snowman fades with a silent weep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-5738927734032969113?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/5738927734032969113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=5738927734032969113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/5738927734032969113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/5738927734032969113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2009/02/chapter-627-winter-chill.html' title='Chapter 6.27 : Winter chill ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-829694772422491825</id><published>2008-12-24T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:15:52.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.26 : Is this really his passion ...</title><content type='html'>In the warmth of sheets one lay upon,&lt;div&gt;a stuffed pillow that one will rest on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a gentle quilt that hugs one tight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very soon his weary mind will take flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of battle one must bear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the crest and symbol that he shall care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aims and goals that set so high,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as if humans were meant to fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crimson blood that drips off one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like an endless shower of a gun,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;holding on so tightly like none,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trembling deeply with a strong front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Falling into darkness one must bear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;diving deep into the hunter's lair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shutting out senses that one can't help,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but to succumb to the fear that one once dealt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the ashes of fire shall be woken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a glimmer of hope that they have always spoken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that one shall rise up on this dire occasion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but is this really his passion ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-829694772422491825?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/829694772422491825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=829694772422491825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/829694772422491825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/829694772422491825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2008/12/chapter-626-is-this-really-his-passion.html' title='Chapter 6.26 : Is this really his passion ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-761935582204236171</id><published>2008-12-06T08:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T08:37:00.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.25 : Bridge ...</title><content type='html'>We have crossed many uncertain lands,&lt;div&gt;with that glimmer of hope still in our hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost in a world of endless dreams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bound by faith we stand as a team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blistering heat burnt our tender skin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like linen weaved by a rusty pin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trembling storms that poured like ice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shards that shatter a rolling dice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end all we hope to see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is a place to stay just you and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in that make believe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that one day we shall cross that bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-761935582204236171?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/761935582204236171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=761935582204236171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/761935582204236171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/761935582204236171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2008/12/chapter-625-bridge.html' title='Chapter 6.25 : Bridge ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-6915829722089113762</id><published>2008-12-06T08:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T08:32:43.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.6 : They all deplete ...</title><content type='html'>I had a dream of make believe,&lt;div&gt;jumping in and out of darkness it slowly weave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starts a storm in the untouched reef,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;resulting in a silent cold wimp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shadow that spreads like an avalanche,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;singing a tune that packs a punch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like the bitter taste of an old crunch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;opening both hands that welcomes lunch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a fear and doubt over my silent hunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you dispose something like water,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when there is no way to do in proper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If life was clear and meant to be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then what is the difference between you and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clearly a difference can be concluded,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like the sun and moon that are destined to be parted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The life we seek just cannot meet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like dreams they all deplete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-6915829722089113762?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/6915829722089113762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=6915829722089113762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6915829722089113762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6915829722089113762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2008/12/chapter-26-they-all-deplete.html' title='Chapter 2.6 : They all deplete ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-5469796379325547322</id><published>2008-12-06T08:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T08:23:44.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.24 : A fainting dream ...</title><content type='html'>I see the open sea,&lt;div&gt;with the sunset and a breeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Palm trees sway from side to side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as gulls fly by up in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a fainting dream that met its end,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how am I to hold its hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time slips like a firefly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like its touch that slips right by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems so strong and towers above the rest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but appears so simple just within reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standing out when least expected,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;driving nails deeper and rusted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a veil of shadow that shrouds his heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with words of poison that cross my gut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silent movements that move so swift,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;send you into a mindless rift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-5469796379325547322?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/5469796379325547322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=5469796379325547322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/5469796379325547322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/5469796379325547322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2008/12/chapter-624-fainting-dream.html' title='Chapter 6.24 : A fainting dream ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-5509911434478471658</id><published>2008-10-27T11:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:31:26.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.23 : Nothing more but endless smiles ...</title><content type='html'>Our eyes met in the middle of the crowd,&lt;div&gt;a deep and sudden stir I felt in my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like time froze but we're still moving,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;curious glances and innocent smiles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finding a way into one's heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally a touch of the gentle hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;binds ones feelings right from the palm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but spreads like a wildfire through the woods,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;consuming my trembling soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanting not to let this go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soft as silk and sweet as cherry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was all want and need,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bodies burn yet get ever gentler,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exchanging passion from one to another,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like the seasons that does not falter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a dream that it would be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if this is all the world we see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing more and nothing less,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;holding on to our solemn vows,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with nothing more but endless smiles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-5509911434478471658?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/5509911434478471658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=5509911434478471658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/5509911434478471658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/5509911434478471658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2008/10/chapter-623-nothing-more-but-endless.html' title='Chapter 6.23 : Nothing more but endless smiles ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-6654002451657582374</id><published>2008-09-04T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:52:26.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1.2 : I don't want to ...</title><content type='html'>As the morning Sun shines on my face,&lt;br /&gt;so does my senses that lead the way.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you leaves me in a maze,&lt;br /&gt;how could I not see you for even a single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With eyes that pierce right through the soul,&lt;br /&gt;which lights my fire in the long dark cold.&lt;br /&gt;A smiles that brightens the darkest sky,&lt;br /&gt;elevates my spirit so I could fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment apart leaves my soul in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;without you I have lost all luck.&lt;br /&gt;Realized that we are not meant to part,&lt;br /&gt;let us leave the decision to our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to miss your smile.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to forget your touch.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let us part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-6654002451657582374?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/6654002451657582374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=6654002451657582374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6654002451657582374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6654002451657582374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2008/09/chapter-12-i-dont-want-to.html' title='Chapter 1.2 : I don&apos;t want to ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-237971372843412132</id><published>2008-07-18T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T07:18:07.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1.1 : Will you take it?</title><content type='html'>Dancing in the morning breeze,&lt;br /&gt;her long silken hair made my racing time freeze.&lt;br /&gt;Glittering under the cloudless sky,&lt;br /&gt;her eyes tells me that she is no lie.&lt;br /&gt;Sliding from side to side with such grace,&lt;br /&gt;her lips seem just too sweet to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running into the shadows of the trees,&lt;br /&gt;right pass the butterflies and the humming bees.&lt;br /&gt;Into the crystal clear pool that descends from the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;along with the whistling dolphins that cleared our doubts.&lt;br /&gt;Watching the Sun sink into the sea,&lt;br /&gt;as I start looking for the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the air that you breathe,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the light that you see.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the voice that you could not speak,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the hope that you seek.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the shoulder to cry on,&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one that you can count on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things that we could change,&lt;br /&gt;countless things that you can name.&lt;br /&gt;Bringing sunlight in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;or soaring into the clouds on an endless flight.&lt;br /&gt;Time is ticking by the minute,&lt;br /&gt;now I pass you my heart but will you take it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-237971372843412132?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/237971372843412132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=237971372843412132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/237971372843412132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/237971372843412132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2008/07/chapter-11-will-you-take-it.html' title='Chapter 1.1 : Will you take it?'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-635677035890855246</id><published>2008-06-09T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:45:05.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.22 : And all we did was to take a leap of faith ...</title><content type='html'>Awaken in a place of uncertainties,&lt;br /&gt;with nothing more but two paths.&lt;br /&gt;North and South they lay in wait,&lt;br /&gt;for what to come we cannot anticipate&lt;br /&gt;The Earth shakes like the drum of war,&lt;br /&gt;it soon became clear what should we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path is fine and lined,&lt;br /&gt;with such elegance and beauty.&lt;br /&gt;The lush is so soft and earthy,&lt;br /&gt;with nature's creatures wandering freely.&lt;br /&gt;The sky is so clear and bright,&lt;br /&gt;with white clouds rolling by.&lt;br /&gt;The air is so fresh and refreshing,&lt;br /&gt;with gentle butterflies fluttering by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls starts to break and crumble ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path is so charred and burnt,&lt;br /&gt;with the naked Earth exposed.&lt;br /&gt;The land is so scorched and burning,&lt;br /&gt;with roaring flames that engulf.&lt;br /&gt;The sky is so dark and angry,&lt;br /&gt;with the clouds thundering endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;The air is so thick and foul,&lt;br /&gt;with ash and dust swirling by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cracks starts to rip the land below us,&lt;br /&gt;there is no time to think,&lt;br /&gt;no time to decide,&lt;br /&gt;no time to hope,&lt;br /&gt;no time to pray,&lt;br /&gt;and all we did was to take a leap of faith ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-635677035890855246?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/635677035890855246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=635677035890855246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/635677035890855246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/635677035890855246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-622-and-all-we-did-was-to-take.html' title='Chapter 6.22 : And all we did was to take a leap of faith ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-3831738817579186847</id><published>2008-06-05T16:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T16:45:32.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5.5 : Should we just surrender to fate ...</title><content type='html'>Blinding flashes of light,&lt;br /&gt;jumping in and out of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Gentle echoes of the past,&lt;br /&gt;causing an unusual tingle deep within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Razor sharp droplets strike down,&lt;br /&gt;piercing though the thick cloudy fog.&lt;br /&gt;Scents of nature,&lt;br /&gt;fluttered faintly around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all became clear to us now,&lt;br /&gt;but it does'nt feel right somehow.&lt;br /&gt;The signs are obvious and straight,&lt;br /&gt;or should we just surrender to fate ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-3831738817579186847?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/3831738817579186847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=3831738817579186847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/3831738817579186847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/3831738817579186847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-55-should-we-just-surrender-to.html' title='Chapter 5.5 : Should we just surrender to fate ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-2255480672420649269</id><published>2008-05-13T12:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:26:21.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.5 : Blind and cold ...</title><content type='html'>The vision of the edge drops so deep,&lt;br /&gt;the endless darkness that lies in the deep.&lt;br /&gt;The shrouded sky that grows ever darker,&lt;br /&gt;only the drumming of the thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey beautiful, it's you I miss,&lt;br /&gt;bringing warmth, joy and bliss.&lt;br /&gt;The unexplainable touch the tingles my very heart,&lt;br /&gt;makes me hold on to you and wish we will never part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now fading into the shadows,&lt;br /&gt;grows my lonely sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;Left alone once again in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;blind and cold I shall embark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-2255480672420649269?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/2255480672420649269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=2255480672420649269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/2255480672420649269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/2255480672420649269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-25-blind-and-cold.html' title='Chapter 2.5 : Blind and cold ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-1152910601142719800</id><published>2008-02-08T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T11:46:07.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.21 : Illusions ...</title><content type='html'>Images of serenity and peace,&lt;br /&gt;looked like a place to be at ease.&lt;br /&gt;Like a seedling searching for the light,&lt;br /&gt;overshadowed by the moonless night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted faces pass and go,&lt;br /&gt;few who reveal to let you know.&lt;br /&gt;Artificial emotions that you project,&lt;br /&gt;like a crimson blade stuck on my back.&lt;br /&gt;The power to lead that was infused,&lt;br /&gt;now is all but spend and abused.&lt;br /&gt;Fatal speeches that went to deep,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how do you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scales were tipped by a pressure so great,&lt;br /&gt;that not even the bravest soul could ever take.&lt;br /&gt;A fabric wrapped around the eyes of justice,&lt;br /&gt;causing random flares in the still mist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes intense concentration to see,&lt;br /&gt;like the hidden messages that are written in tea.&lt;br /&gt;Instincts that survived through the ages,&lt;br /&gt;will now be pushed to the edges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-1152910601142719800?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/1152910601142719800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=1152910601142719800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1152910601142719800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1152910601142719800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2008/02/chapter-621-illusions.html' title='Chapter 6.21 : Illusions ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-4052868070694092984</id><published>2007-11-13T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:27:42.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.4 : Nothing used to be what it seems ...</title><content type='html'>The world was made of blue and green,&lt;br /&gt;but now it's the industry that has the grin.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I see and feel the perils,&lt;br /&gt;the sky, the sea, the earth that trembles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature's way of retaliation,&lt;br /&gt;is nothing compared to our evolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's happy anymore,&lt;br /&gt;captives and slaves to the industry.&lt;br /&gt;No one's complaining anymore,&lt;br /&gt;the uncertain consequences that they would rather not face.&lt;br /&gt;No one's fighting anymore,&lt;br /&gt;a field of cowards that hide in the shadow.&lt;br /&gt;No one's smiling anymore,&lt;br /&gt;for there is clearly no reason to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smily faces that seem so bright,&lt;br /&gt;stretches a shadow that overwhelms all lights.&lt;br /&gt;Conversations that ease your mind,&lt;br /&gt;with no reasons that I can find.&lt;br /&gt;Tales of promises that seem so dear,&lt;br /&gt;ending up in silent tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a person that one could rely on,&lt;br /&gt;fatal blows from the shadows that lurk behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;A crimson trail one left that bleeds into the deep,&lt;br /&gt;the unbearable pain that one can't seem to break free from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no turning back now.&lt;br /&gt;There is no one else left to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;There is no reason to be standing still.&lt;br /&gt;There is no feelings that one can feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing used to be what it seems ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-4052868070694092984?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/4052868070694092984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=4052868070694092984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/4052868070694092984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/4052868070694092984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/11/chapter-24-nothing-used-to-be-what-it.html' title='Chapter 2.4 : Nothing used to be what it seems ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-7476147459374135199</id><published>2007-08-19T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T19:32:47.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.3 : Do you have the answer ?</title><content type='html'>The reasons for the scars that does not heal,&lt;br /&gt;the feelings within that you cannot deal.&lt;br /&gt;The sight that brings back the unwanted pass,&lt;br /&gt;the sounds that you hear that you dare not ask.&lt;br /&gt;The touch that warms your blood have now turned cold,&lt;br /&gt;the light that once shone has now faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wounds that go too deep.&lt;br /&gt;The unforgettable past that haunts.&lt;br /&gt;The reason for living has turned meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;The voices that are lost in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;The blades that once hurt has turned numb.&lt;br /&gt;The will that once withstood has now vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft lights glittering in the silence of the night,&lt;br /&gt;why do people feel?&lt;br /&gt;Droplets of rain fell down from the sky,&lt;br /&gt;why do people think?&lt;br /&gt;Darkness that swallows the light,&lt;br /&gt;why do people hurt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-7476147459374135199?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/7476147459374135199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=7476147459374135199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/7476147459374135199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/7476147459374135199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/08/chapter-23-do-you-have-answer.html' title='Chapter 2.3 : Do you have the answer ?'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-6037262188497606483</id><published>2007-07-21T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T18:57:07.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.20 : We are fighting dreamers ...</title><content type='html'>Find the reason for the dark memories that still linger in your past.&lt;br /&gt;Ignite the passion that keeps the vision of the future bright.&lt;br /&gt;Grip the present and ensure that you live every second of it with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;Hold the one closest to you and promise that you will protect them no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Trace the reasons that is holding you back and break free from that prison.&lt;br /&gt;Isolate the ones that are hindering you and release that inner strenght of yours.&lt;br /&gt;Negate the negative influences and stand up for what you truly believe&lt;br /&gt;Give the Earth a chance to live and continue to see your race flourish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance among the trees of the woods and breathe the rejuvenating fresh air that lingers in it.&lt;br /&gt;Release justice into the world and bring hope to those who deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;Embrace your destiny and take up that future that you have always feared to behold.&lt;br /&gt;Accelerate courage into your veins and stand up you and your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;Meet up old peers and re-forge bonds that are still worth making.&lt;br /&gt;Empower yourself with hope and know that your destiny has yet to be decided.&lt;br /&gt;Rack up what is still needed and toss the rest out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;Sun the darkness within you and let yourself shine through the dark clouds that passes by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-6037262188497606483?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/6037262188497606483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=6037262188497606483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6037262188497606483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/6037262188497606483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/07/chapter-620-we-are-fighting-dreamers.html' title='Chapter 6.20 : We are fighting dreamers ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-2333612579237262524</id><published>2007-06-19T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T19:24:33.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1.0 : Should ... ?</title><content type='html'>You caught my eye like the Sun in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;An internal warmth I felt that I can't get enough of.&lt;br /&gt;The passing rain clouds dissapear right in front of my very eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile shines through the clouds that frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you got me hypnotised.&lt;br /&gt;I can awake, but choose to decline.&lt;br /&gt;Conjure your spells onto me.&lt;br /&gt;Take me into your darkest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach's filled with butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;My palm sweats when our eyes meet.&lt;br /&gt;My mind goes blank when you smile at me.&lt;br /&gt;My soul's a mess when we speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay, or should I go?&lt;br /&gt;Should I go, or should you stay?&lt;br /&gt;Should I stay , or should you go?&lt;br /&gt;Should you go, or should you stay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-2333612579237262524?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/2333612579237262524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=2333612579237262524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/2333612579237262524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/2333612579237262524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/06/chapter-11-should.html' title='Chapter 1.0 : Should ... ?'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-669594832794495697</id><published>2007-05-23T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T10:50:32.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.19 : Choose ...</title><content type='html'>Choose to see what there is to see.&lt;br /&gt;Choose to feel what there is to feel.&lt;br /&gt;Choose to hear what there is to hear.&lt;br /&gt;Choose to think what there is to think.&lt;br /&gt;Choose to touch what there is to touch.&lt;br /&gt;Choose to trust who there is to trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vision to see the future.&lt;br /&gt;No one to sense your presence.&lt;br /&gt;No sound to hear ones cry.&lt;br /&gt;No thoughts to ponder upon.&lt;br /&gt;No soul to open your heart to.&lt;br /&gt;No promises to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broaden your sight and save the ones in need.&lt;br /&gt;Widen your senses and be sensitive about others.&lt;br /&gt;Speak your mind and let others understand you.&lt;br /&gt;Create dreams and let your imagination run wild.&lt;br /&gt;Trust yourself and rely less on others.&lt;br /&gt;Forge bonds that bind and never let them go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose your path.&lt;br /&gt;No turning back.&lt;br /&gt;Look straight and move forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-669594832794495697?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/669594832794495697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=669594832794495697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/669594832794495697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/669594832794495697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/05/choose.html' title='Chapter 6.19 : Choose ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-1260848984212580496</id><published>2007-05-16T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T10:03:46.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.18 : Concluded</title><content type='html'>Gathered for a common interest,&lt;br /&gt;we fought together to get first.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at the prey in which we pawned,&lt;br /&gt;all of those could be written in a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The respect that you give I cannot deny.&lt;br /&gt;The kindness that you shower I cannot reject.&lt;br /&gt;The laughter that you bring I cannot ignore.&lt;br /&gt;The openness that you sing I cannot exclude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in thought it soon projected,&lt;br /&gt;somehow I will soon be rejected.&lt;br /&gt;Fear the shadow that was created,&lt;br /&gt;somehow I have already concluded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-1260848984212580496?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/1260848984212580496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=1260848984212580496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1260848984212580496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1260848984212580496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/05/concluded.html' title='Chapter 6.18 : Concluded'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-1566851650004804372</id><published>2007-04-02T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:01:38.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.17 : Old allegiance lingers ...</title><content type='html'>Old allegiance lingers in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;my freedom that I had I cannot find.&lt;br /&gt;Clouding the present time and again,&lt;br /&gt;my senses I somehow cannnot retain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path of time seem the wind down,&lt;br /&gt;like the leaves of the autumn trees I cannot count.&lt;br /&gt;Confused my mind winds and twirls,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I wish it was easy to hurl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-1566851650004804372?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/1566851650004804372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=1566851650004804372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1566851650004804372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1566851650004804372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/04/old-allegiance-lingers.html' title='Chapter 6.17 : Old allegiance lingers ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-1081881177955563354</id><published>2007-03-19T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T10:00:16.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.16 : Ponder ...</title><content type='html'>Sing a song which fills the air with joy,&lt;br /&gt;let all that are tense uncoil.&lt;br /&gt;Spread those feathered wings and fly,&lt;br /&gt;up to the rolling clouds so high.&lt;br /&gt;Dive into the clearest sea,&lt;br /&gt;what is there not to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream of the wildest dreams,&lt;br /&gt;along with some strawberries and cream.&lt;br /&gt;Reach for the goal that you have always wished,&lt;br /&gt;like a widow long for her husband's kiss.&lt;br /&gt;The Sun and Moon shall always rise,&lt;br /&gt;just like how we all try to be nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-1081881177955563354?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/1081881177955563354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=1081881177955563354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1081881177955563354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/1081881177955563354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/03/ponder.html' title='Chapter 6.16 : Ponder ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-5846580027928533412</id><published>2007-03-09T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:59:27.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5.4 : Will you take it or will you pass?</title><content type='html'>My hand I offer to whoever is in need.&lt;br /&gt;Take it with no fear,&lt;br /&gt;your thoughts and secrets I will hear.&lt;br /&gt;Let loose your feelings that you hold dear,&lt;br /&gt;let your heart again be clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts I offer to those who ask.&lt;br /&gt;Think carefully before you ask,&lt;br /&gt;silence yourself if I pass.&lt;br /&gt;Pursue me if you dare,&lt;br /&gt;beware for I might flare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loyalty I entrust to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Take it; you need not ask,&lt;br /&gt;beware that it is no simple task.&lt;br /&gt;A simple loyalty is all I ask,&lt;br /&gt;will you take it or will you pass?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-5846580027928533412?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/5846580027928533412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=5846580027928533412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/5846580027928533412'/><link 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lush grew below my feet,&lt;br /&gt;that no machines nor humans can beat.&lt;br /&gt;The sky was clear and bright that day,&lt;br /&gt;it is there that my heart lay.&lt;br /&gt;The little clouds rolled by slowly,&lt;br /&gt;a stretch of arm and I can reach them barely.&lt;br /&gt;The wind was fresh and cool,&lt;br /&gt;like angels dancing around I flew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden presence I felt behind,&lt;br /&gt;what a bright day it should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;I stretched my arms as the wind blew by,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I feel that I could fly.&lt;br /&gt;The Sun's rays shine upon my face,&lt;br /&gt;warming me up at a slow pace.&lt;br /&gt;It got closer but I felt no threat,&lt;br /&gt;a little shy maybe that I will get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short sharp sting I felt behind my back,&lt;br /&gt;no mercy nor hope it does not lack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my knees I fell like an apple from a tree,&lt;br /&gt;the pain that impaled had took hold of me.&lt;br /&gt;The sky turned darker then it was,&lt;br /&gt;wondering what was the cause.&lt;br /&gt;The currents of the sea grew rough,&lt;br /&gt;crashing against the rocks it engulf.&lt;br /&gt;The creatures of the Earth had retreated,&lt;br /&gt;the winged had all departed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the ground I fell like a dried leaf from a tree,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for its time to past like me.&lt;br /&gt;The Earth that was once green is now tainted,&lt;br /&gt;by red from which my blood spurted.&lt;br /&gt;The air grew thick and heavy,&lt;br /&gt;every breath is now short and weary.&lt;br /&gt;My vision is now painted with darkness,&lt;br /&gt;unable to recover from this emptyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning back I will not do,&lt;br /&gt;for a chance I give for a wrong move.&lt;br /&gt;There I lay for my time to past,&lt;br /&gt;a second chance or life I will not ask.&lt;br /&gt;Destiny is now taking me on another journey,&lt;br /&gt;and I have faith that it will be sunny.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the past that was still bright,&lt;br /&gt;somehow my mind had taken flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my last breath came I closed my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;returning to the Earth without any price.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-4222242559554243477?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/4222242559554243477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=4222242559554243477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/4222242559554243477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/4222242559554243477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/02/cycle.html' title='Chapter 6.15 : The cycle ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-117060135445242403</id><published>2007-02-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:56:26.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.14 : Good is evil, as evil is good ...</title><content type='html'>Good is evil, as evil is good.&lt;br /&gt;Black is white, as white is black.&lt;br /&gt;Living is dead, as dead is living.&lt;br /&gt;Good is evil, as evil is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outer influences clog my mind,&lt;br /&gt;pondering whether to be kind.&lt;br /&gt;Reality struck me like a lightning bolt,&lt;br /&gt;sinking all that I have on my boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripped by the swift winds.&lt;br /&gt;Pounded by the icy rain.&lt;br /&gt;Scorched by the burning Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Battered by the sifting sands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranded on a distant shore,&lt;br /&gt;wondering what i'm here for.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to refresh my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;as well as the battles that I fought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good is evil, as evil is good.&lt;br /&gt;Black is white, a white is black.&lt;br /&gt;Living is dead, as dead is living.&lt;br /&gt;Good is evil, as evil is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-117060135445242403?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/117060135445242403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=117060135445242403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/117060135445242403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/117060135445242403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-is-evil-as-evil-is-good.html' title='Chapter 6.14 : Good is evil, as evil is good ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-116937319846816811</id><published>2007-01-21T17:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:55:45.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.13 : Feel ...</title><content type='html'>Everyday I see you rise from the Earth,&lt;br /&gt;it is you that awakes my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;The warm touch you give me every day,&lt;br /&gt;from the bed in which I lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy and white you pass me by,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes dark when you cry.&lt;br /&gt;To feel your touch and your existence,&lt;br /&gt;with no machines or any assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentle light you spread through the land,&lt;br /&gt;in places where I need a hand.&lt;br /&gt;Changing in appearance everyday we meet,&lt;br /&gt;many surprises you still keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shining like a jewel in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;washing away all the sly.&lt;br /&gt;Guiding countless through the deep,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow I know I could not keep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-116937319846816811?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/116937319846816811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=116937319846816811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116937319846816811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116937319846816811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/01/feel.html' title='Chapter 6.13 : Feel ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-116904539639637945</id><published>2007-01-17T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:54:53.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3.2 : Threat ...</title><content type='html'>A threat you send to me,&lt;br /&gt;for what reason I cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;For pleasure or status,&lt;br /&gt;or is it just a curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who gave you the right to insult my rights?&lt;br /&gt;Who gave you the power to control my might?&lt;br /&gt;Who gave you the authority to restrict my fight?&lt;br /&gt;Who gave you the darkness to block my light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokes are funny for the young.&lt;br /&gt;Joy is brought for the lucky one.&lt;br /&gt;Warmth you give just like the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge you sing like none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threats are no laughing matter to receive.&lt;br /&gt;Curse and insult as you please.&lt;br /&gt;Wounds and bruises you inflict with ease.&lt;br /&gt;your weapon that is I cannot cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shield of valor is all I have.&lt;br /&gt;Hit me not for I am prepared.&lt;br /&gt;No weapon to pound or carve.&lt;br /&gt;Only to have me feel your wrath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch me not ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-116904539639637945?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/116904539639637945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=116904539639637945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116904539639637945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116904539639637945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2007/01/threat.html' title='Chapter 3.2 : Threat ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-116607844334965870</id><published>2006-12-14T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:53:33.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.12 : Ups and Downs ...</title><content type='html'>Life is full of ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;there is no reason for us to frown.&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by like winds through the meadow,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow it seem too shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judements rule our daily lives,&lt;br /&gt;unheard voices all that cry.&lt;br /&gt;Justice through a written law,&lt;br /&gt;all is lost just through a fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons point the way to go,&lt;br /&gt;but none of us just seem to know.&lt;br /&gt;Choices shape our world ahead,&lt;br /&gt;the past that haunts us till we are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Festive seasons come and go,&lt;br /&gt;bringing warmth right in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays seem good but lame,&lt;br /&gt;stop us not or you are to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;there is no reason for us to frown.&lt;br /&gt;Time passes like wind through the meadow,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow it seems too shallow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-116607844334965870?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/116607844334965870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=116607844334965870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116607844334965870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116607844334965870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/12/ups-and-downs.html' title='Chapter 6.12 : Ups and Downs ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-116447004388734415</id><published>2006-11-25T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:52:50.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.11 : Crippled ...</title><content type='html'>Tears of old,&lt;br /&gt;cloud my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Life and death,&lt;br /&gt;blind my path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visions of late,&lt;br /&gt;tied my fate.&lt;br /&gt;Misuse of trust,&lt;br /&gt;crumbles my lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wounds are fresh,&lt;br /&gt;tears my gash.&lt;br /&gt;Weights that burden,&lt;br /&gt;greater my pollution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weakening light,&lt;br /&gt;darkens my sight.&lt;br /&gt;The overflowing hollow,&lt;br /&gt;amplified my sorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-116447004388734415?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/116447004388734415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=116447004388734415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116447004388734415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116447004388734415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/11/crippled.html' title='Chapter 6.11 : Crippled ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-116332327559965360</id><published>2006-11-12T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:51:33.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5.3 : What is the point?</title><content type='html'>Friend, a person whom you know well and whom you like a lot, but who is usually not a member of your family. Everybody needs a friend. Everybody wants a friend. Everybody sees a friend. But not everybody have a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a friend is like having someone to share your thoughts and feelings to. Someone to rely on in times of doubt. Someone to trust your deepest darkest secrets. Someone to gossip and pin-point with. Someone to share your happiest and saddest moments of your everyday. Someone to count on when you are cornered. Someone to understand why you are what you are doing. Someone to respect who you are. Someone to be there for you, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are sent to Earth by the almighty forces from the skies. But what are their true purposes for being sent here. You meet. You bond. You leave. What sense does that make? It seems all sweet and happy at first, then you get used to each other and starts to drift apart. Eventually when time stetches the already fragile bond, you leave. That leaves you broken and shattered and eventually lost ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of befriending another when you know that in the end, you are alone. What is the point of opening yourself to another when you know that in the end, they will leave. What is the point of accepting another when you know that in the end, you will be hurt and lost. What is the point when in the end, it is all for himself ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-116332327559965360?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/116332327559965360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=116332327559965360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116332327559965360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116332327559965360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-point.html' title='Chapter 5.3 : What is the point?'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-116282273396376227</id><published>2006-11-06T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:50:57.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5.2 : Should I reveal ...</title><content type='html'>Smiles and cheerful it seems to be,&lt;br /&gt;talking and asking about the key.&lt;br /&gt;Divided by destiny we were left stranded,&lt;br /&gt;somehow we bonded with nothing added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiencing the unknown ahead,&lt;br /&gt;it has always been just a bait.&lt;br /&gt;Time passes and colours seem to reveal,&lt;br /&gt;some brought joy while others seal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking questions of my doubt,&lt;br /&gt;silent and calm you always sound.&lt;br /&gt;Daggers of great precision flew,&lt;br /&gt;somehow I already knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I reveal not the enemy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-116282273396376227?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/116282273396376227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=116282273396376227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116282273396376227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116282273396376227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/11/should-i-reveal.html' title='Chapter 5.2 : Should I reveal ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-116282187407838817</id><published>2006-11-06T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:50:32.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.10 : Sapped ...</title><content type='html'>A union of people brought together for a common goal,&lt;br /&gt;they look and speak in different speech and tone.&lt;br /&gt;Some were brave, proud, cocky and bold,&lt;br /&gt;others were quiet, silent and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bond was formed from an unlikely force,&lt;br /&gt;smiles, looks, resource or even flaws.&lt;br /&gt;Nuturing the grip which holds them tight,&lt;br /&gt;not for long it seems out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divided by destiny one could not help,&lt;br /&gt;what pain and sorrow could not be felt.&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on to what is left,&lt;br /&gt;somehow all of them have sapped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-116282187407838817?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/116282187407838817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=116282187407838817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116282187407838817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116282187407838817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/11/sapped.html' title='Chapter 6.10 : Sapped ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-116144049636148025</id><published>2006-10-21T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:49:14.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.9 : 5 minutes ...</title><content type='html'>5 minutes it took for my mind to wake up,&lt;br /&gt;the constant ringing of the alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;4 mintues it took for my legs to step up,&lt;br /&gt;the routine that I have always done.&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes it took my eyes to open,&lt;br /&gt;the glaring lights and pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;2 minutes it took for my hands to function,&lt;br /&gt;the grabbing and typing of the early news.&lt;br /&gt;1 minute it took for my senses to awaken,&lt;br /&gt;the basics to differ right from wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 mintues it took for me to feel,&lt;br /&gt;the gentle sunlight upon my skin.&lt;br /&gt;4 minutes it took for me to inhale,&lt;br /&gt;the morning air that lingers in the gale.&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes it took for me to freeze,&lt;br /&gt;the cool air brushing pass my skin.&lt;br /&gt;2 minutes it took for me to see,&lt;br /&gt;the dark clouds had risen from the sea.&lt;br /&gt;1 minute it took for me to realise,&lt;br /&gt;the rain that was told had turn to ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 mintues it took for me to smile,&lt;br /&gt;the sight of you is worth my while.&lt;br /&gt;4 minutes it took for me to see,&lt;br /&gt;the conclusion that we are dressed alike.&lt;br /&gt;3 minutes it took for me to speak,&lt;br /&gt;the unusual conversations that we seek.&lt;br /&gt;2 minutes it took for me to notice,&lt;br /&gt;the aura that you send difts me from this.&lt;br /&gt;1 minute it took for me to realise,&lt;br /&gt;the repetition of my daily life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-116144049636148025?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/116144049636148025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=116144049636148025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116144049636148025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116144049636148025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/10/5-minutes.html' title='Chapter 6.9 : 5 minutes ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-116082590606150540</id><published>2006-10-14T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:47:32.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.8 : In the end ...</title><content type='html'>Distant we are from each other like the Poles of the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;Our voices seem to fade and vanish in the cold gale.&lt;br /&gt;Guided to never meet our fates are seal.&lt;br /&gt;Confusion and doubt our emotions creep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear not my speech and scream.&lt;br /&gt;Feel not my pain and woe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See no evil the days have seep.&lt;br /&gt;Warmth and joy we cannot feel.&lt;br /&gt;Fake and illusional is this scene.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that someone will answer our plea.&lt;br /&gt;The fear that we cannot take this.&lt;br /&gt;Should we stand or should we flee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-116082590606150540?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/116082590606150540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=116082590606150540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116082590606150540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116082590606150540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/10/in-end.html' title='Chapter 6.8 : In the end ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-116070384182129483</id><published>2006-10-13T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:45:54.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.7 : They are coming ...</title><content type='html'>The flags of the fallen lingered in the cold winds.&lt;br /&gt;The stench of blood in the air is thick.&lt;br /&gt;The ground trembles from an unknown power.&lt;br /&gt;The stars are veiled by a cloud, a dark cloud.&lt;br /&gt;The horizon is nothing but a misty terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trusty sheild is now cleft and broken.&lt;br /&gt;The reluctant blade is now stained with thick and pungent.&lt;br /&gt;The weakened body wounded and damaged.&lt;br /&gt;The will slowly faded away.&lt;br /&gt;The mind slowly drifted astray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky was lit by flashes of fear.&lt;br /&gt;The air grew foul and fetid.&lt;br /&gt;The horizon lifts a cloud of dust and sand.&lt;br /&gt;The ground shakes, drums, drums in the deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are coming ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-116070384182129483?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/116070384182129483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=116070384182129483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116070384182129483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116070384182129483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/10/flags-of-fallen-lingered-in-cold-winds.html' title='Chapter 6.7 : They are coming ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-116005662341072836</id><published>2006-10-05T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:45:04.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.6 : Dark clouds ...</title><content type='html'>An oath we made long ago straightens our path and vision. A compass in a stormy sea. The light in our darkness. The source of strength in an endless war. The balance between right and wrong. The destiny which we once forsaw. The faith in which we entrusted with. The memories which were tied to them. The will which we bonded with ... it has left us standing on an edge of a knife ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the darkness ahead, we kept pushing through because we promised to. Despite the rough Earth ahead, we endured them because we promised to. Despite the deep dark sea ahead, we thrusted through them because we promised to. Despite the repulsive weather, we tolerated them because we promised to. Despite the merciless beatings, we beared them because we promised to. Despite the endless insults, we withstood them because we promised to. Despite the infinite humiliation, we underwent them because we promised to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we've left to stand on thin ice. The offences were long lost. The defences were tested for too long. The spirit is waning. The moral is failing. The will is withering. The courage is now gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How now do we stand up again and keep our word. Should we stand and fight or flee the other way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This storm is getting darker and deeper then usual ... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-116005662341072836?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/116005662341072836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=116005662341072836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116005662341072836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/116005662341072836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/10/dark-clouds.html' title='Chapter 6.6 : Dark clouds ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115962395301910659</id><published>2006-09-30T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:43:22.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 5.1 : What if ...</title><content type='html'>What if God was one of us, will you pray or deny?&lt;br /&gt;What if God ruled the Earth, will you be in joy or debt?&lt;br /&gt;What if God does not exist, will you daze or craze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the Earth stops rotating, will you be smiling or grieving?&lt;br /&gt;What if the Sun stops shining, will you cheer or laugh?&lt;br /&gt;What if the Moon stops glowing, will you cry or moan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the Land is lost, will you sink or fall?&lt;br /&gt;What if the Sea drys up, will you jump or sombre?&lt;br /&gt;What if the Air dissapears, will you fly or breathe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if strangers vanished, will you celebrate or commemorate?&lt;br /&gt;What if friends parted, will you sigh or be driven?&lt;br /&gt;What if families dissolve, will you break down or move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you are isloated, will you be relieved or sad?&lt;br /&gt;What if you are dying, will you smile or frown?&lt;br /&gt;What if you were not born, will you dream or will you demise?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115962395301910659?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115962395301910659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115962395301910659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115962395301910659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115962395301910659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-if.html' title='Chapter 5.1 : What if ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115881459853663145</id><published>2006-09-21T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:37:08.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3.1 : Hidden secrets ...</title><content type='html'>Man, the human race, is the dominant species on the planet Earth. Man had advanced and evolved from being a vulnerable prey to a relentless hunter. Surging forward from an age of peace and tranquility to a monotonous and polluted age. Armed with state-of-the-art machinery and technology, we can easily outsmart nature's creations and beings. Moulding and shaping the World which what Man think is best, is what every individual is doing everday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not all Man are mindless. Filled with love and compasion, these Man of the goodness help bring peace and harmony to everything they come upon. Joy and laughter they bring. Smiles and peace they encourage. How clean a world it will be if everyone could such beings, free from cruelty and hatred.Unfortunately, there are just too few of the, left in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be no light without darkness, and therefore the darker side of Man sadly does exist. Tourture, revenge, killings are the common doings of evil. Evil drives one into a state of madness so deep that one totally looses his senses and mind. Such beings may corrupt and destroy others, while others end both their own and their victim. Overwhelming the current world, what hope there is for us to survive seem too dim to see for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every action, there is a cause. What lights the fire, what makes nature cry, what causes life and death. There is something, something that trigglers the spark and causes a result. Doing good to the world for no apparent reason is honorable. But doing evil for no reason is nothing more than a sin, a horrible sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruelty, it is defined as an extremely unkind and unpleasant and causing pain to people or animals intentionally. Nobody wants to be treated cruely by another. Nobody deserves to be treated cruely by another for no reason. What have they ever done to deserve such malicious deeds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chickens at Kentucky Fried Chickens (KFC) are nefariously treated and bred to get the most of of them. Yes, more income less input. Despite severaly attempts to help stop such madness, KFC refuses to stop such cruelty. However, what have they ever done to humanity such that they deserve such ill treatement? What madness drove you into doing such a deed? Why are they being treated with such unspeakable deeds? Who are you to bend natures creations? Who gave you the power to infringe with nature? Why are you doing this? Why do you have to do this? Why ... why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have officially boycotted KFC as a source of food and nutrition. Yes, you might think that we are all childish and all that. But looking at the logo of KFC brings back horrifying images of the chickens being brutally tortured in the factories just pisses me off. How could one even think eating them after one have witness how are they being treated; cruelly. We are doing our part ... are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caution: The following video contains unspeakable doings from the KFC factories. (Seriously not recommended for the kind-hearted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://www.kentuckyfriedcruelty.com/anderson-vid.asp"&gt;http://www.kentuckyfriedcruelty.com/anderson-vid.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115881459853663145?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115881459853663145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115881459853663145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115881459853663145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115881459853663145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/09/hidden-secrets.html' title='Chapter 3.1 : Hidden secrets ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115841723278713461</id><published>2006-09-16T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:36:02.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3.0c : Delusion ...</title><content type='html'>We have seen every Sun rise into the sky and clouds.&lt;br /&gt;We have seen every Moon glow and fade into the shadow.&lt;br /&gt;We have felt the moisture from the morning mist and from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;We have felt the wind blow and whistle past our ears.&lt;br /&gt;We are all happy as friends ... or is it all just an illusion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smile everyday with all that you see,&lt;br /&gt;but forget the others that are left at sea.&lt;br /&gt;You lead the way in every turn,&lt;br /&gt;but neglect those who you abandon.&lt;br /&gt;You share with those that you cared,&lt;br /&gt;but ignored the people that were strapped.&lt;br /&gt;You joke and laughed like no other,&lt;br /&gt;but wound and damaged those at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you just smile and walk away,&lt;br /&gt;and return the next day and say hey.&lt;br /&gt;How could you brush the troubles that you've caused,&lt;br /&gt;and say that you are not blamed.&lt;br /&gt;How could you sleep at night with all these deeds,&lt;br /&gt;and wake up tomorow and start to feed.&lt;br /&gt;How could you live your life like this,&lt;br /&gt;and somehow you choose not to cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expect one to be loyal,&lt;br /&gt;but all you give is betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;You expect one to smile when you are,&lt;br /&gt;but you gave no reason so far.&lt;br /&gt;You expect us to follow your lead,&lt;br /&gt;but left when one is in need.&lt;br /&gt;You expect one to forget and understand your actions,&lt;br /&gt;but did not bother to think of their affections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends till the end so they say,&lt;br /&gt;everday I wish and pray.&lt;br /&gt;See the way you lead the way,&lt;br /&gt;all I wish that you could stay.&lt;br /&gt;Look back I dare not to,&lt;br /&gt;the future I see that we are through.&lt;br /&gt;Is this all just an illusion,&lt;br /&gt;or is it just another delusion ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115841723278713461?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115841723278713461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115841723278713461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115841723278713461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115841723278713461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/09/delusion.html' title='Chapter 3.0c : Delusion ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115763647515755705</id><published>2006-09-07T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:34:55.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3.0b : Outburst ...</title><content type='html'>Everyday you are laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are smiling.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are jumping.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are joking.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are whining.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are attracting attention.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are the centre of attention.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are cared for.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are taken cared of.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are protected from.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are the happy one.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you are the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouded by your deeds I stay within.&lt;br /&gt;Shadowed by your scene I cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;Silenced by your words I have no say.&lt;br /&gt;Outshined by your credits I stay hidden.&lt;br /&gt;Conquered by your wrath I remain weak.&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed by your power I cannot breathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115763647515755705?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115763647515755705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115763647515755705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115763647515755705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115763647515755705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/09/outburst.html' title='Chapter 3.0b : Outburst ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115700812003139170</id><published>2006-08-31T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:35:15.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3.0a : Safeguard ...</title><content type='html'>The warmth which you once gave me have faded,&lt;br /&gt;for now my heart and life is tainted.&lt;br /&gt;The cold now that I feel is colder than any ice,&lt;br /&gt;some how I wish I could forget the lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday now turned to be a gamble,&lt;br /&gt;it is you that make my mind tremble.&lt;br /&gt;Rain or shine there you will be,&lt;br /&gt;one way or another I will unfortunately see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close the Doors and shut the crap,&lt;br /&gt;bar the the Gates and seal the gap.&lt;br /&gt;Bring out your armour and gather your courage,&lt;br /&gt;draw your shield and hope you will manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight with a wondering mind,&lt;br /&gt;stand with the strength within.&lt;br /&gt;Fight with a broken sword,&lt;br /&gt;stand with the grit within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long and treacherous it will be,&lt;br /&gt;it may rise a blood of sea.&lt;br /&gt;Merciless and pointless it may seem,&lt;br /&gt;childish and foolish you may deem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny brought us for a purpose,&lt;br /&gt;or was it just another careless.&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for battle the hour has come,&lt;br /&gt;for all I know I cannot succumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115700812003139170?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115700812003139170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115700812003139170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115700812003139170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115700812003139170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/08/safeguard.html' title='Chapter 3.0a : Safeguard ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115684370967941150</id><published>2006-08-29T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:41:35.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.5 : Fatal bonds ...</title><content type='html'>Friends are the people which we hang around with. Friends are the people which we spent most of our time with. Friends are the people which we smile and frown with. Friends are the people which gave you a reason to go school. Friends are the people which watch your back while you watch theirs. Friends are the people which you suffer and enjoy with. Friends are the people which waits for you. Friends are the people which are always there when you need them. Friends are the people which never let you cry alone. Friends are the people which stands by you no matter what. Friends are the people which makes you feel good. Friends are the people which abolishes our fear. Friends are the people which is happy for you when you are happy. Friend are the people who are willing to sacrifice for you. Friends are the people which you can trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are the ones which makes us fell left out. Friends are the ones which makes us suffer inside out. Friends are the ones which makes us hate ourselves. Friends are the ones which destroys our moods. Friends are the ones which tarnishes our reputation. Friends are the ones which make us feel stupid. Friends are the ones which makes us feel dissapointed. Friends are the ones which tears our pride. Friends are the ones which instill new fear upon us. Friends are the ones which makes life feel meaningless. Friends are the ones which kills our sanity. Friends are the ones which makes us worry sick. Friends are the ones which ignores you. Friends are the ones which makes you feel isolated. Friends are the ones which adds a neverending burden to our shoulders. Friends are the ones which makes us feel mad. Friends are the ones which makes us mad. Friends are the ones which cripple our life. Friend are the ones which hurt you deeply. Friends are the ones which betray your trust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115684370967941150?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115684370967941150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115684370967941150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115684370967941150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115684370967941150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/08/fatal-bonds.html' title='Chapter 6.5 : Fatal bonds ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115666102256139026</id><published>2006-08-27T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:32:31.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.2 : Sensitivity ...</title><content type='html'>The mind, the very mechanism which drives our thoughts and actions. The mind is said to be the very power which allows us to be the dominate species since the Elder days. Allowing us to outsmart, outwit and outlast one another, even our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality is what seperates us humans from each other. Cool, hot, funky, clever, sensitive or even stupidity is what difines what you are. Each with its own pros and cons, we can be an obvious friend to one while a fearful foe to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking before you speak, will allow you to never start a misunderstanding. Thinking further and more than the others allows you to outsmart another. Feeling the extra joy and pleasure when you are happy. Thinking of other's thoughts while preparing for your next move will allow you to be more favourable. Yes, these are the qualities of a sensitive person. Many say that a sensivity person is a charming person, while others say that it is nothing more than a blessing. Somehow, I think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking way too much could lead to a confused and messed up mind. Everytime someone points their finger at you or utter foul languages at you, you'll be deeply wounded and greatly weakened. Lashed with merciless insults, one will be greatly wounded instantly. If you're luck holds, it will be healed by the next day; but that rarely happens. Everytime your friend refuses to reply your messages or talks to another while your in the middle of your conversation, it will leave you thinking. Thinking, is what you will do the whole day. Thinking about what went wrong, what was he or she trying to imply, what was his intentions, why are you being treated like this? This usually causes unintentional conflicts and arguments between friends which you will greatly regret later. This will strain even the strongest friendship and crumble the fragile minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see no blessing for being sensitive, but only a curse. Clinging on to a weakening courage, it will be hard to move on, but somehow you must ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115666102256139026?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115666102256139026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115666102256139026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115666102256139026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115666102256139026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/08/sensitivity.html' title='Chapter 2.2 : Sensitivity ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115573161656811479</id><published>2006-08-16T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:31:42.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.1 : Shadowed reality ...</title><content type='html'>A realm, this realm is a place where I have to stay for a while. The beings are very different from each other. Some stood out from the crowd, appealing, courageous, boastful, smart or even for their stupidity. Others were quiet, shy, shadowed or just being ignored. Bonds and ties quickly formed given time to socialise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All seem happy and jolly ... or is this just another illusion ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Council are wise and cunning. Spilling their knowledge is what they do best. Expecting and forcing us to do as they bid is their upperhand. We have no right, we have no say. Some are tricky and sly, while others are mindful and giving. What is yet to come from them is unpredictable, only to carelessly or carefully embrace them. Beware of their hidden intentions ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may breathe the same air, wear the same uniforms and speak a common language, but not all of us have the same thoughts ... not all ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers, gazes and foul languages are lashed mercilessly into the very hearts of the guilty ... and the innocent. Hatred is instilled into everyone's hearts, be it for the same or the other. Vengence and revenge is on the minds of the angered. While others pretend that all seem well and gay. Cross fires can be seen and felt by both eye and skin. A wrong move could cause your fall to be a fatal one. Volleys of piercing arrows flew from both ends. Red and dark are the skies. The Earth trembles. The air is poisoned by the blood of the fallen and screams filled the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do one survive this ordeal? How do one stay strong and calm in such a situation? How do one keep fighting in such a place? Where am I? Why am I here? How did I get here? What have I done? Someone help me .... please ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115573161656811479?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115573161656811479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115573161656811479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115573161656811479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115573161656811479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/08/shadowed-reality.html' title='Chapter 2.1 : Shadowed reality ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115475058666654798</id><published>2006-08-05T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:41:02.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.4 : Clear skies ...</title><content type='html'>The Sun and Clouds brightens the day,&lt;br /&gt;while the Moon and Star lit the way.&lt;br /&gt;Dark have been my dreams of late,&lt;br /&gt;how I wish it can be unmade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes and lectures are long and dry,&lt;br /&gt;somehow I wish that I could fly.&lt;br /&gt;In the cold that I must sit,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow my body and soul was not fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope faded and Darkness reigned,&lt;br /&gt;twisting and bending my life they concluded.&lt;br /&gt;The will to hang on came to a halt,&lt;br /&gt;somehow I know that it was my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gathered by faith or destiny,&lt;br /&gt;we veiled our pride and dignity.&lt;br /&gt;Though we come from different end,&lt;br /&gt;a message or two that we will send.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had each others back covered,&lt;br /&gt;no chance nor hope to be disembowelled&lt;br /&gt;We shared joy and laughter,&lt;br /&gt;we suffered and encouraged one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon Light pierced through the Shadow,&lt;br /&gt;showering me with warmth and mellow.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the troubles and case,&lt;br /&gt;and thank you for your grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115475058666654798?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115475058666654798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115475058666654798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115475058666654798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115475058666654798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/08/clear-skies.html' title='Chapter 6.4 : Clear skies ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115383653450966333</id><published>2006-07-25T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:40:33.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.3b : The first step ...</title><content type='html'>The morning was dull and damp. The air was cold and still. My body was recovering from slumber while my mind was holding me back. The very thought of what is about to come brought chills down my spine. Dressing into gear and packing whatever courage I could find was all I have. Then my journey began ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds concealed the Sun and the clear sky. The wind was cold and every breath I took seem to be a problem. Reaching the very gates of doom, I could only seek solitude. Unknown beings passes by me like spirits of a nether realm. A familiar voice greeted me as I smiled and said my greetings and I proceeded into the very gates of Hades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guided by faith or just mere coincidence, I bumped into three unknowns. One was troubled while two were misguided. Handing them a script of enlightenment, they unlocked the Gates of Hades. Being somehow dragged into it with them. I clung onto my failing courage as I followed the two strangers reluctantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being offered a sit which I could not refuse, I accepted it. Keeping my eyes to myself, I kept myself busy with nothing. A feeling, a strange feeling I felt. Whispers and gazes flashed on and off like a lonely lighthouse. The teacher came with a speech which she presented. It was nothing more but the rules which I had to bid to stay within. Suddenly, an introdution began. The heartless eyes focused on one after another like bees drawn to its honey as the list slowly descent. Scared and stunned, I hesitated and took desperate breathes of the cold air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the time came, my mind was in a mess. My voice was blur and my knees were weak. Their glares turned into arrows pointing right at my neck. Their voices became poison to my thoughts. Their movements made tremours onto the Earth. Struggling through the endless questions, I put up a fake smile as I sat down and returned to my thoughts; ignoring whatever that breathes around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was the longest of my life. The questions were nothing of those which I could have forseen. The reactions was unbelievable. The glares were unblockable. The thoughts were nothing more then doubts and confusion. Troubled and weakened, I wished nothing more than to flee from the very scene. But I did'nt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What held me back is the gentle warmth which I was given. The simplest smile or the shortest conversation changed the entire scene. A light nod or the slightest reaction made me think twice. Yes, I admit that I fear for what is to come, but somehow, I know that I will not regret confronting it. I shall stay strong ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115383653450966333?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115383653450966333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115383653450966333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115383653450966333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115383653450966333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-step.html' title='Chapter 6.3b : The first step ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115115889855969122</id><published>2006-06-24T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:39:35.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.3a : The first breath ...</title><content type='html'>The weather was fine for the Sun again did not fail to shine. The sky was clear and the air was still. A long journey I took and now before me stood before a gateway. The gateway calls for me and my heart yearns to step through it, but something was holding me back. The courage which I had before has turn into dust and the fear within me grew out of control. My legs failed me and the heat of the battle forced sweat to slip down my troat. Who can I turn to? No, I am alone and this is my fight. Turning to the sky and embracing the Sun once again, I regained me strength and finally walked through the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sent into another dimension. A place which I could not recall. There are faces, faces with I could not recognise. Some wandered around with fearful faces while others ignored my exsistence. The place was cold, colder then the winds from either poles. The air was tense and every breathe is now a struggle. My courage waned and the seed of Fear prospered once again. Its roots harboured into my soul as it paralysed my mind. Its leaves grew into my thoughts and weakened my body. Its flowers bloomed all over as it slowly drained whatever courage that was left in me. The hope with I once beheld has vanished, for now my visions has turned into dreadful memories. No, I am alone and this is my fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the darkest moments courage and strength can prevail some say. And that is what I held onto. Holding desprately to them, I endured the darkness which fed mercilessly on me. And true enough, the passing of time made the shadow past as the light claimed its place within once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have endured this terror onced, but I doubt I could do it again. No, I am alone and this is my fight. The Light, give me strength ... .. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115115889855969122?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115115889855969122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115115889855969122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115115889855969122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115115889855969122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-breath.html' title='Chapter 6.3a : The first breath ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-115038736398937901</id><published>2006-06-15T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:27:03.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4.0 : A hand to aid ...</title><content type='html'>The clouds were grey and the land is wet,&lt;br /&gt;I was brought back to life again with no bet.&lt;br /&gt;The air was cold and my body was weak,&lt;br /&gt;but my mind was somehow at its peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The floor was damp with countless puddles,&lt;br /&gt;but the Sun gave us a nice warm cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;Our spirits were lifted,&lt;br /&gt;and our strength rejuvenated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly we came into battle,&lt;br /&gt;but neither ends were not ready to settle.&lt;br /&gt;Finally we gave in,&lt;br /&gt;and took no heed to our sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We energized through food and drink,&lt;br /&gt;and so we sat to listen and think.&lt;br /&gt;We pondered over life stories,&lt;br /&gt;while we stoned and said our sorries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sad tale I was told,&lt;br /&gt;it was one which I could behold.&lt;br /&gt;I offered my hand of aid,&lt;br /&gt;but I guess it was too afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expressing in the most unpredictable way,&lt;br /&gt;somehow I could see it sway.&lt;br /&gt;The sorrows are stacking,&lt;br /&gt;and its resistance is failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could help,&lt;br /&gt;for somehow I could hear it yelp.&lt;br /&gt;To make things once again even,&lt;br /&gt;if only a chance I was given.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-115038736398937901?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/115038736398937901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=115038736398937901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115038736398937901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/115038736398937901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/06/hand-to-aid.html' title='Chapter 4.0 : A hand to aid ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-114978005996726759</id><published>2006-06-08T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:38:37.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chpater 5.0 : Realisation</title><content type='html'>The Earth rotates endlessly, like an endless battles which we have to fight reluctantly. The need for money to purchase. The need for fame to feel confident. The need for music to groove with. The need for the internet for games and leisure. The need for education to get a grip of the future. The need for friends to feel belonged to. The need for love to be comforted. The need for family to feel safe. The need for air to feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday we wake up to carry out an unpleasurable cycle so unnoticable that we do not even know it's there. Everday we search endlessly for what we have longed seeked for. Everyday we blindly follow the flow of evolution. Everyday we seek the same cure for our aches and pains. Everday we sleep on the same bed. Everyday we breathe the same polluted air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through time, we manipulate one another to overtake them. Through time, we trick our way through homeworks and tests. Through time, we lie to each other so that we would not be lonely anymore. Through time, we backstab each other to see the other suffer while we stand triumphant. Through time, we swindled foolish souls to satisfy our greed. Through time, we hope to cheat death for as long as we can. Through time, we deceive ourselves that we are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we find out that we can't mend our mistakes. In the end, we see that we are nothing more but savages. In the end, we accept that friends are nothing more then an illusion of evil. In the end, we realise that our lives are filled with lies and deceit. In the end, we realise that life is meanlingless. In the end, we are alone. In the end, we die alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-114978005996726759?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/114978005996726759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=114978005996726759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114978005996726759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114978005996726759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/06/realisation.html' title='Chpater 5.0 : Realisation'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-114917661872672897</id><published>2006-06-01T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:22:43.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.2 : Reinforcing ...</title><content type='html'>Through these times, I've built a wall which runs so high.&lt;br /&gt;I worked day and night without a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I look into the pale blue sky,&lt;br /&gt;as I watch the clouds roll by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As months past by my wall grew thick,&lt;br /&gt;harder and stronger then any brick.&lt;br /&gt;While the Sun showered me with light,&lt;br /&gt;the Moon reveals a world of twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spears and arrows shall not pass,&lt;br /&gt;a waste of time for those who does.&lt;br /&gt;Concealed within I stand strong,&lt;br /&gt;for I will defend it for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No force to wound me,&lt;br /&gt;no words to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;No threats to shower me,&lt;br /&gt;no sorrows to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wounds have yet to heal,&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect you to feel.&lt;br /&gt;My strength has yet to return,&lt;br /&gt;and I do not expect your concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my stand and I will not falter,&lt;br /&gt;you shall not make me weaker.&lt;br /&gt;I stood by my word regardless the outcome,&lt;br /&gt;and I shall always overcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-114917661872672897?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/114917661872672897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=114917661872672897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114917661872672897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114917661872672897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/06/reinforcing.html' title='Chapter 6.2 : Reinforcing ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-114753002101269391</id><published>2006-05-13T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:25:23.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.0b : A knock-back to reality ...</title><content type='html'>I guess that this is it. The friendship that we've established for so long, will now come to an end. Through thick and thin, we held on, but I guess it's time to let go right? I did everything I could to hold on, but I was shoved aside. Now what we once had, is now nothing but utter ruin. My strength wanes and spirit crumbles. All there's left is a mindless body, living through each miserable day alone. I doubt that I can still hang on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my honest apologies, I said my sorries with sincerity. But I guess it wasn't enough. I held on for as long as I could. I waited as long as I could bear. But I guess I was the fool to have done so. I must be an idiot to have held on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lies ahead I cannot foresee. The thought of walking through it dampens my spirit, for I am now alone. Dumped, abandoned and ignored. I am lost and I cannot go home. Now I have no one to turn to, no one to speak to, no one to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is clear now where faith is guiding me to, a path of loneliness and sorrow. No one escapes faith so they say, guess I'm no exception right? Then let me fall into this pit which I was ment to fall into. Let me dive into the abyss before me, for what I shall see below, I could not imagine. I shall fall with a dwindling brave heart and hoping that one day, someone would reach out to me once more ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is it. This is the end of our friendship. It's too late to turn back now, for there's nothing left for me now. I just want to let you know that I'll still be there for you, no matter what. Alright now, I guess this is it ... good bye then ... ... my dear friends ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I'll be what I will be.&lt;br /&gt;No loyal friend was ever there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Now we say good bye&lt;br /&gt;We say you didn't try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tears you cry&lt;br /&gt;Have come too late&lt;br /&gt;Take back the lies&lt;br /&gt;The hurt, the blame&lt;br /&gt;And you will weep&lt;br /&gt;When you face the end alone&lt;br /&gt;You are lost, you can never go home&lt;br /&gt;You are lost, you can never go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emiliana Torrini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-114753002101269391?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/114753002101269391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=114753002101269391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114753002101269391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114753002101269391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/05/knock-back-to-reality.html' title='Chapter 2.0b : A knock-back to reality ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-114725487676546192</id><published>2006-05-10T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:21:59.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.1 : Crossroads</title><content type='html'>I'm standing on a platform with room just enough for me to stay still, or move forward. Five paths lay before me, each leading in different directions. Some edges seem to crumble at the slightest pressure, while others seem strudy and firm. Some seem to wind and bend, while others seem straight and easy. Reveiling only the journey's start, a cloud of mist seem to shroud the end. Which path shall i journey into? For all i know, there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A path, stony and rough the path seems yet firm. The air was silent and still and I could only hear myself breathing heavily. Somehow my mind can't seem to bypass it. The path which I long to pace on since I realised what I like and what i'm good at. The path seem long and never ending. The journey seem stressful and perilous. But somehow, deep in my heart, I know that i'll like the end. But what if the end was not what i've expected it to be? What if I fall blindly into the abyss below and there's no one to cath my fall? Will my dream stay as a dream or will this path lead me on to something which i've always awaited for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted with the brightest and livelest colours i've ever seen, this path is definately a road not to be behold. A faint glow of light it sends. The light touches my face as if a pair of arms taking me in. The path however seem frail and wobbly. The voices of my friends called out in a fun and welcoming tone. My heart seem to be lured by the light and the voices, but my mind paralysed my body. I hesitated. Shall I leap onto this path so that I can be with my friends? Shall I step onto this road so that I will feel belonged and maybe even happy at the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit with light which I was once drawn to, it felt like a bee drawn to his honey. The path sends the sweet scent of the blooming flowers of spring. The land was covered with thick lush which seem so soft to touch. The wind was calm and the air grew warm. I feel refreshed, suddenly having a meaning to live my life. The voices within the blinding light was of laughter and joy. The path winds occasionally but its foundation was of a mystery, for the soft grass has veiled them. Should I venture into such a territory to enjoy the gifts which are laid before me? Could my life be filled with joy which I long to grab a hold of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remote and sunny the other appears. Not a voice nor a sound could be heard. The path was rocky but smooth. The air was thick and hot. The Sun shone its burning rays upon the dry and forsaken land. I could see nothing there, alive. The whispers of the wind spoke softly in my ears as the desert sand blew past me. When my mind decided to turn form that path, my nose detected a faint and light stench of flora. My ears heard the gentle drippings of a waterfall. Such delights disguised at the end of the road, could I be fooled by what wasn't there but only on my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a breath of the cold air and clamed myself, pondering over the paths before which I could'nt decide. What should I do? Which path should I take? Will I be facing joy or darkness at the end of the road? How do I decide?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-114725487676546192?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/114725487676546192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=114725487676546192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114725487676546192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114725487676546192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/05/crossroads.html' title='Chapter 6.1 : Crossroads'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-114673578249527577</id><published>2006-05-04T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:24:14.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2.0a : I'll be there for you ...</title><content type='html'>Everyone has a dream. A dream that we chose and would love to pursue. You feel the need to get to them. You want to get to them. You feel empty without them. As the days pass, you think, work and long for that dream to come true. Chasing your dream, you would do everthing and anything to get it. The thought of it urges you to press on. Pressing into uncharted waters and shoving aside the hands which was once the one's which you loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally you got what you have longed seek. You've got the dream, the one dream which you've longed dreamt of. The joy and happiness cannot be explained. You've risen from the dark tunnel in which you have long stuck in. You feel the crowds cheering for you from all sides, all over the world. You feel that there's nothing in this world that you can't afford to get. You feel at the top of the world, at the peak of the mountain. The world is nothing more but a place to fulfill your daily pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes, you'll find that your empty once again. You've gained all that you've ever wished for. Be it fame, money or greed. But there is no one to share it with. The people which you've once loved has been cast aside. You've lost track of what is important in life, the simple things in life. You've lost your family and your dearest friends, the ones which you love. You've lost the true meaning in life. Friends that stood by you through tough times. The family which supported everthing which you do. They fill your life with warmth and hope. They'll always be there to make you smile when your down. They stand by you no matter what. They wish you the best and respects you for who you really are. But now you're lost, alone, empty. You are lost and can never go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, you realised something. There are two greatest tragedy in life. One is to gain what you want, and one is to lose what you wanted. Sometimes life seem just unfair. But we only live once, one life, one chance. Live your life the way in which you'll have no regrets. Live it to fullest, with your friends and with you family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that i've learnt from my life so far, is to appreciate the simple yet subtle things in life; your family and friends. They are the ones that stood by you every step of the way. They stood by you no matter what. They accepted who you really are, be it good or bad. They smiled and joked about each other, but forgave and forgotten so that we could be friends again. These are the simple things which are important in life, even more then some dream of yours. These are the thing which meant something in life, what life is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that i've screwed up as a friend and I admit and apologise for that. I know it's too late for this but I just wanted to do so. You've every reason to be pissed at me, but I could'nt turn back time as well. I was wasted then and I regret for how I treated you guys then. I was a fool, an idiot, a scum. I just could'nt bear to accept that you guys are leaving, after all that we've been through and now .. you're leaving, just like that. It was hard for me to accept, it never is easy. Now that i've realised and accepted what you guys really mean to me, I really regret for what i've done, said and acted. I'm not asking for much, only to be your friend once more. Please, forgive me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell my friends that i'll always be there for you, even if I don't understand it. I'll be there for you no matter what. I promise ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-114673578249527577?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/114673578249527577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=114673578249527577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114673578249527577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114673578249527577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/05/ill-be-there-for-you-my-toughest-post.html' title='Chapter 2.0a : I&apos;ll be there for you ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13539916.post-114649156278612331</id><published>2006-05-01T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:21:22.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 6.0 : The search goes on ...</title><content type='html'>The Sun darkens as darkness stretched its heartless hands around the skies. The stars faded and the gentle glow of the full Moon soon vanished. The air grew freezing cold as a veil of mist slowly shroud the land far away. The leaves of the trees swayed and left with the wind, while the flowers on the earth lost its beautiful petals. The sky flashed lines of terror as it roared and rumbled in the darkened sky. The calm waters turned into a sea of death as its waves devoured the lands. The land was bare and lonely, not a life could be seen, felt or heard. The ground shakes like the very thum of a drum beat. The mist soon got heavy as my vision failed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cursed with darkness and sorrow, my strength wanes and my spirit left me. The very meaning and essence of life has been taken from me. My knees weakens as I fell to the rocky ground. Water flowed reluctanly from my eyes as my breath grew short. Looking to the skys, I prayed and I wished. Hoping to see the light again ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13539916-114649156278612331?l=divinecodex.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/feeds/114649156278612331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13539916&amp;postID=114649156278612331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114649156278612331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13539916/posts/default/114649156278612331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divinecodex.blogspot.com/2006/05/search-goes-on_01.html' title='Chapter 6.0 : The search goes on ...'/><author><name>Cale</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16562394953418471750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mBFxl1HZCss/TOJLVWQA-yI/AAAAAAAAAAs/eHHSjtOeLiU/S220/Bulb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
