The Strike Back

We all know, sooner or later that we will be matured, and with that comes a great deal of rebelion. Rebelious! The strive which we teen gain when we realise that parents arent prefect. They aren't super humans, their just normal idiotic homosapians just like you and me.

So here is the tale of the Ming Family..

Ah Tiu was the yongest of them all, the eldest was Sam Pah and the second child was Qi Mark. All bearing the name of the family Poh. Poh Ah Tiu, Poh Sam Pah and Poh Qi Mark.

The 1st child was the leader among the three brothers, but with this amount of leadership comes much ego, which means the glory of pride always comes into consideration.

The 2nd one is the opposite of the eldest, a coward, a bloody pussy mother fucker. People say his balls enter inside being internal rather than external, leading toward him being a pussy..a coward. The 3rd child is and always be the idiot of the family. Growing in the city of Cei Pap, he is proned to fail in intelligences. Perhaps this is due to his rather smaller part of brain, they say the brain is even bigger than the cock. So by all means, just imagine how small is that.

As years pass by, each brother took a different path of life, until one day they are re-united by an incident, the passing of heritage by the soon to be desease father, Poh Soh Hai.

The father brought up the children well enough to make them survive in the world, but before leaving he forgot to mention the new name of the 5th-Generation. With these problem arising, the eldest son took action and name a word "Foo", a name with the sense of pride and honour. The 2nd child was not please, he wanted a name that suites his character, therefore naming "Hung" The name was based on a heroic tale of Hung The Chinese Pussy. Legend says that Hung was a great imperial warrior who sat out for battle not because of sickness but because he was just a fucking pusssy cat. (to be continued)

A Gathering Light

If you blink, you might have missed the gathering of lights..

Isnt it beautiful, the wonders of mankind which stretch and spread like a desease of undying cure, let alone be the desease itself..

I'm here to tell a tale, of wonders and speculate your mind with the thought of genuine spectre which is - A Gathering of Lights..

It began early morning, this cruel deed of men. A Saviour could only be the child. A child whom was save from the river of blood. Psamtek I (664-610 BC) was effectively the first king of the Twenty-sixth Dynasty. Ruling from the city of Sais in the Delta, a city of sins. Where men ran free of murder, rape and torture. Which they solemnly pray to the God of the Underworld, Anubis.

(introduction)

From Paradise Lost

With thee conserving I forget all time,

All seasons and their change, all please alike.

Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet,

With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun

When first on this delightful land he spreads

His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower,

Glistring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth

After soft showers; and sweet the coming on

Of grateful evening mild, then silent night

With this her solemn bird and this fair moon,

And these the gems of heav'n, her starry train:

But neither breath of morn when she ascends

With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun

On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower,

Glistring with dew, nor fragrance after showers,

Nor grateful evening mild, nor silent night

With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon,

Or glittering starlight without thee is sweet.