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Posted on February 22nd, 2008 by The King.
Categories: payperpost.
IPhone is one of the widely known gadgets out there. With it’s awesome touch screen technology, some might even call it cutting edge (others who know better might not!). But to protect such a commodity, you need something that is durable and you know will protect your precious little angel (IPhone, not your children.) But seriously, this video shows just how durable the Invisible Shield it. Looks Awesome! Even Chuck Norris might not be able to break through it. What am I talking about, Chuck Norris can break through anything. But it will be tough for him, I’ll give you that! The video could have been a little better with some sound or music you know. But on the whole, it shows what it wants to, the durability of the Invisible Shield! Enjoy!
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(No Ratings Yet)Posted on February 17th, 2008 by The King.
Categories: Everything and Anything!!!, Life.
I want to say something to you, I really do. It’s on the tip of my tongue. I look at you, I want to blurt it out, let the beast wild. Open the cage door, step back and let it all out. I look into your eyes, the very eyes I want to be number one in. How could I lie to those eyes. They look at me, stare at me. I want you to know how I truly feel, who I truly am, WHAT I truly am. I want to tell you everything, tell you how I truly feel. Will you love me more? Will you hate me? There are so many things wrong, you have no idea. I can’t believe you did this, or you didn’t do that. How did you forget … So many things.
Lies upon lies, deceit upon deceit. We NEVER say what we want to. Those who do are called insensitive. Why do we keep everything bottled up inside? Why can’t I just say it. Why are relationships based on lies? Not telling how we truly feel, putting on a mask every single time. How long can we live with it is the question, how long till the mask chokes us and we can’t breath.
I want to say so many things to you, I really do. I look at your eyes, you blink. The moment is gone. I bottle it up inside. I want to tell you what I feel inside, but I don’t. I’m too scared. I don’t want to lose you. But with all the lies, I don’t know how long I’ll be able to be with you…
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(No Ratings Yet)Posted on February 15th, 2008 by The King.
Categories: Everything and Anything!!!, Life.
I wake up in a bright room. My hands and feet tied to shackles. Big manacles made out of cast iron, bitter cold, rubbing against my bare skin. My skin bleeds with every movement; I tear away another layer, further injuring my scabs. I don’t want to give up. I’ll be free. I WON’T GIVE UP. There’s an immense force holding my chest tight, I look down – another chain. It’s closing down on me… squeezing me tight… I can’t breathe… it hurts too much. God has clasped his mighty hand down on me, holding me there, I can’t move forward, not a single inch. Every movement is another pin in the chest, another stab in the heart. My feet bound to the earth; trying to lift the weight of a thousand men… too bad they were only built to carry one. They can’t move either, tied with nails to the ground just like J.C. on the cross. I move my head forward; it’s the only part I can move. It gives me the perception that I can move forward… But I can’t. Not even a little. What are these shackles, what’s holding me down? Where am I? Why is the room so bright? What day is it?
This day is March 29th, 1991. It’s the operating room in a hospital. I’ve just been born. These shackles are the restraints of society, tying me to the ground, not letting me move. I move my head forward again, another lie, another deception. We can only move our heads forward, we think we can move our whole body, but they lie, we lie, I lie… to me. I give it one last tug… nothing. No rings broken, no miracles happen. I stand there, arms stretched in front, shackled. Feet in the middle, shackled. My bare chest bruised and scarred, shackled. My eyes, they bleed, they long for the freedom they deserve, the sparkle in them gone, lost forever. There are blood stains on the shackles, dried up from a war long lost. I stand there, with my head down, body motionless, shackled!
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(No Ratings Yet)Posted on February 14th, 2008 by The King.
Categories: Everything and Anything!!!, Life.

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(No Ratings Yet)Posted on February 10th, 2008 by The King.
Categories: Everything and Anything!!!.
Human, being a social animal, is often faced with the question: Who can you really trust? It’s hard to explain when you can trust someone because there is not set criteria. This is one of those mysterious of life which you can only learn through experience, and luckily you won’t be burnt too badly. I was talking to one of my friends and the topic came up, and I remembered the “Trust Exercise” they always show. You stand with your hands open and let yourself fall back, and the person you trust has to catch you. The conflict is that, you should trust them enough to catch you because in your mind, you fear falling.
So after my conversation, I was thinking about the test. I realized that the test needed some modification. Let’s say, the person you trust tries to catch you, and you do fall because he wasn’t strong enough. Does that mean you can’t trust the person anymore? Ofcourse not, he/she tried his best. On the other hand, what would be a real test would be if you trusted the person enough to give him another chance. Yup, let yourself fall again knowing that there’s a high chance you will fall again. That my friend is trust. Trust or Stupidity (Hmm, double meaning?)
But really, trust is just like that fall. You take a chance giving the person a chance, because you really don’t know if he/she will live up to it.
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