Queens that lift me, into zero gravity

At first there was Matt Bellamy, a wacky and some say "the sexiest rocker" alive! I was drooling over my guitar, strumming and mesmerizing all his mad-lick and futuristic riffs. Several damage done to my brain when listening to Knights Of Cydonia..But the complicated and God-like material thus keep me bored sometimes. So its time to move on....

Then all of the sudden, the stage was dark as the dawn. Electric surges electrify the speaker's tower and lighting up the stage light in neon-laser ray with fast running motion. Driving the crowd in my right brain crazy and start pushing towards the center of my head. The electronic generated sound then lights the atmosphere. With smokes, merge a figure, holding a weird looking instrument in his hand. With both of his hand's finger, he touches the buttons on that instrument, exhales a sound of melodic-heaven with a post metal and techno, exploding my brain out, splattering on the walls and ceiling. "Pendulum..fuh~" one of them whispered to me. Only my eyes rolling back and forth trying to put back together my brain, pieces by pieces.

Just about to recover, a slow vocal introduces his self as J.H of the west. The bass kicks in and my head start to nod, lightly but not violently. The vocal continues, trying to help me recover. The rhythm guitars starts to light up the hall with a slow strum, sending the audience, nodding their head, back and forth, like a leaf, blown away by a steady breeze. The drum builds up, cymbals crashing repeatedly,  the vocal rose up and along with the audience, as they are not, not one bit, touching the ground and hover to the chorus. The interludes repeats a same riff, all the listeners snap like their are having a spasm attack. The lead shreds their open wide mouth, wide open. Jaws are all on the floor and eyes are bleeding tear as the scaling goes deeper into the heart of the song. Its about to come, to climax on their chest, open wide girls. Here it comes! PUFFF~all heads blown away, eyes popping out, tongue cut into half, face shatter and blood is everywhere! The vocal then settles it down with a whisper "We are The Queens...." I felt on the floor before he finished his sentence..asleep..

Reconcile from the Death

"Death" is his name..he came silently behind..so soft onto my mattress..so quiet..he makes the mosquito buzzing near my ear sounds like the 4th of July..the trees smile from outside the window..with the roots cross hoping to see me die tonight..crows and vultures gather on top of my roof..watching under..chanting the anthem to call upon my rusted soul..The Death is near..i can hear his breath..every hiss me makes when he comes closer to view..I'm so unprepared..what have i done all in my life that I'd deserve such death..Did i forgot all about Him? Did i do my deeds correctly..I am so unprepared..about to swallow the shadow that arises in front of me..this is not it..please tell me its not it..please!

Click!

The light of my untidy room shines my lazy eye, bleeding the darkness in my retina with lights of the chemistry reaction occurring in the glass tube just beneath my ceiling. The light then filtered by a series of repetition shadows of ceiling fan blades..circling my view..spirally throws me into a vertigo. Snap! A soft hand touched my palm, pulling me towards a certain fragrance area. My cheek touches her soft and subtle shoulder. Imagining myself fell face down on a field of blossom and lily and rose and such a beautiful being floats over these field, smiling. I felt safe. The song stops banging on my eardrum as those earphone that supplies me with Valium of the sounds, unplug from its origin position. Both of my eyes open wide, finding a reason to get up so early in the morning. Just like that, the reason to get up, to live, the reason to everything that is living and moving, revolving around the world, stood upon me.

"Get up, get dressed and get real"

Such a nice voice, a nice tone from the one and only. Those 7 words really made my day. My eyes wide open. Crawling out of my bed, reaching for my stuff lying around the floor. My cellphone, got it! My cigarette, got it! My lighter, got it! My pants, got it! Crawling out is the most easiest part, but the next part is utmost the hardest level yet, trying to get up. The season just started, i can feel the warmth of sun light, burn my skin. The world is getting hotter and hotter, I've noticed. Its time to put on those pants of yours and start crunching the numbers. We are losing daylight, here! So here I am, not saying good night, just saying........................