Dogmatic Nuance

Seething serpents and watchful eyes
I fell under the witches’ guise
My heart is ripped and left to bleed
My soul is plunged into the deep

It feels like I have just survived from a long illness
The pain and suffering went into the deepest
A poison ivy that had been planted
Unknowingly taking its strike

It feels like I just came back from a battle
My body is bruised and battered
From a long and enduring fight
In the darkest night I had survived

I still walk with my head held high
Albeit I hide behind a smile
Seething serpents and watchful eyes
You cannot and will not take away my life

~ rosealia 110707 ~

Karma

Have you ever felt like you've lived this life once before? Something like you saw it already before it actually happen or you are in a situation that made you feel as if you have already experienced it? It's funny because these snapshots keep on giving you a sense of familiarity. Like you've done this before and you've been there before. A de javu that swept just like the wind.

I've been having this de javu thing for quite sometime now. Its like i've lived through this before. Sometimes i just feel so familiar with the  situation that i am in albeit just a snapshot. My senses seems to be telling me that I've seen this before. A photo in my mind from the future. It's like I am seeing what i am suppose to go through in the future. Everything is vivid - the smell, the colour, the place, the people. Its like I am behind the lense of a camera.

I was thinking, maybe sometimes you dreamt about it or maybe it could be purely de javu. As for me, sometimes i dream about  things that is actually happening. When i was in standard six i dreamt of a two white casket with the lids closed in front of me. Everyone around me  - my aunty, uncles and cousins were crying. It was set in my aunty's living room. I didnt undertand it initially. I kept asking people in my dream why are they crying. The next day i heard the news that two of my cousins died in an accident in Wales. On the day of the funeral when the bodies were flown back, i sat exactly on the same spot with the two white casket but then the lids were open and i saw my two cousins in it. Everyone was in the exact same spot, doing the exact same thing, the exact same setting and mood and i felt a sharp stab in the heart that i had seen this in my dreams. It was a painful experience and it was my first funeral.

From then on, yes i dreamt of a few things as well. That is why i prefer not to have any dreams at all because sometimes some of it could be a message. Or a deja vu. Well of course i do have normal non-peculiar dreams which are just nonsense. But then it scares me when i dream of something out of the ordinary.

So, as a conclusion, i dont know if its safe to say that karma really exist? It could be syirik kan? But then maybe my sixth sense is bit more keen compared to most people. Oh but then again maybe everyone has their own sixth sense. Whatever it is, dejavu de impromptu is fascinating. I hope all of you experience it too.

music and lyrics

A song is a music for singing. A music cannot sing itself without lyrics. Lyrics are basically poetry. A poem that hides behind the music.  A song cannot be a song if there is only music without any lyrics. They have to go together hand in hand for a full blown emotional experience. A music entertwined with lyrics is such a beautiful thing. Such powerful emotions it can provoke and evoke.

Musicians and poets convey their thoughts and feelings through words. The only difference between the two is that poets are raw and biting while musicians hide the words behind the melody. I am passionate with poetry as i am passionate with music. Poetry is a voice on itself and music is a voice behind the melody.

Music and lyrics is a powerful thing that should not be taken lightly. Everything has a meaning even though it is used for entertaining. And yes, i am writing this with the movie at the back of my mind. Even though its quite a sappy sort of movie, i think there is still some truth in it albeit not all of it.