http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/Songs, Wars, Death, Gods, Satan, Hate, bloodshed, Crucifictions, Child birth, Love, Mothers All Glorifieden-USMokoFeed10http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/bd/1d9a96039c71ff57edd35b0c3c0996_160x200.jpghttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2007/03/31/rambling_on_hate~2007240/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2007-03-31:/2007/03/31/rambling_on_hate~2007240/Sat, 31 Mar 2007 08:18:43 +0200 <p><img class="smiley" src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/090twisted.gif" border="0" alt="" width="15" height="15"> Another bloody cause for hate, we - I, find, or want to find an excuse to hate. <br>I hate from the bottom of my heart. Such lovely hate. why should i give it up. why should i forgive. <br>Hate keeps my memory sharp, it reminds me of the pain caused to me an age ago. <br>Hate keep me going to the gym, thus driving my body to its limit. <br>Hate keeps aware of how little i know about the running of this world. Hate gives me hope when i see car being driven and i am walking. <br>Hate dont cause me heartace when i see her walk away. <br>Hate keeps me sane, by keeping oiled all my mental cogs. <br>Hate keeps me silent and in solitude, i feel blessed. <br>Hate keeps me sober, as i cant hate when i am drunk. </p> <p><strong>Why shouldnt i beleive in rage,  WHEN IT KEEPS MY HATE <img class="smiley" src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/grayupset.gif" border="0" alt="" width="15" height="22"> BOILING. THE ONES I HATE, LOVE ME FOR MY HATE, AS IT KEEPS ME AWAY FROM THEM. </p> <p>I HATE THE PEOPLE I HATE. </p> <p>I HATE THE BLOODY SIGHT OF THEM, I HATE TO GO NEAR THEM, I HATE TO TALK OR EVEN SHAKE THEIR HAND, I FEEL CONTAMINATED,</strong> </p> <p>mY HATE KEEPS ME IN MY BLISS AND BLACK SOLITUDE. hATE WILL SEND ME HOME ONE DAY. HATE WILL BE HOME ONE DAY. Hate so beautiful so lovely PLEASE dont leave me.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2007/03/31/rambling_on_hate~2007240/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>hatehttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2007/03/31/rambling_on_hate~2007240/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/09/15/the_unchallenged_faith_by_me~1127420/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-09-15:/2006/09/15/the_unchallenged_faith_by_me~1127420/Fri, 15 Sep 2006 06:53:34 +0200 <p>Lament howled the Wolves, One was brought back down<br> When he struck with none but his bolt of light<br> lighting all fires, blinding the night,<br> We rose for one<br> With the black veild death<br> and a flaming cross<br> At burning stakes,<br> by the stones at graves<br> Thou challanged are faith<br> we'r at war with thou</p> <p>With hate for love and love for hate<br> For death by sword, the unchallenged faith.<br> The Taint of love that buried our souls<br> we break together for one.<br> to make war with thou</p> <p>Flyiing their bloody banner of white.<br> with swords and axes they stood and cried...."may you all die"<br> None did know, their arrows fell like snow<br> our pierced friends , ran along; but slow.<br> jumping the dead, as they challenged our faith<br> For the raised sword, we are sworn to die</p> <p>no man, nor child nor bleeding love to cry<br> For the raised sword, we are sworn to die<br> we are sworn to die<br> No pigs at our slaughter, our wives ran by<br> the death by the sword, our un challanged faith<br> we are at war with thou</p> <p>Thou shattered our sheilds, Cleaved open our heads<br> Jumping our dead,the we charged at Thou<br> Thou's hate bore white, in a clam of our fight<br> The ONE danced with thou<br> To the unchallenged faith, to raised sword<br> To all dead our brother and our downed foe<br> Glory! death by the sword, our un challanged faith<br> We won our war with thou. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/09/15/the_unchallenged_faith_by_me~1127420/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>the-unchallenged-faithhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/09/15/the_unchallenged_faith_by_me~1127420/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/08/12/title~1033341/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-08-12:/2006/08/12/title~1033341/Sat, 12 Aug 2006 09:09:52 +0200 <p>There is just a slight issue</p> <p>i have total of 2 1/2 brains. Its a miracle i am not dead. but that dosent solve the problem nor is it the concern.</p> <p>You see. one of them has gone for a walk. the other, has been romoved so it can cool down the 1/2 left behind keeps my vitals running.</p> <p>The bloody problem is, the one that gone out to lunch has not returned and hes the one..." ya its a 'He, well i think it is, i dont really know that chap he been gone nearly 26 yrs now'".. ya so hes the one that took out the other one and put it away in a safe place to prevent over heating.</p> <p>The half left behind is SO throughly upset that he is threating to leave home in search of the first chap to learn where is the second chap, to replace him and then bring the first one back from its excile to lunch and join them in the end... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/08/12/title~1033341/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>small-issuehttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/08/12/title~1033341/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/28/the_cross_or_the_om_are_we_heading_towar~994595/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-07-28:/2006/07/28/the_cross_or_the_om_are_we_heading_towar~994595/Fri, 28 Jul 2006 05:57:10 +0200 <p>Are we heading towards a Christian India? by<br> > Francois Gautier<br> ><br> > I am a westerner and a born Christian. I was mainly<br> > brought up in catholic schools, my uncle, Father Guy<br> > Gautier, a gem of a man, was the parish head of the<br> > beautiful Saint Jean de Montmartre church in Paris ;<br> > my father, Jacques Gautier, a famous artist in<br> > France, and a truly good person if there ever was<br> > one, was a fervent catholic all his life, went to<br> > church nearly every day and lived by his Christian<br> > values. There are certain concepts in Christianity I<br> > am proud of : charity for others, the equality of<br> > system in many western countries, Christ's message<br> > of love and compassion..<br> ><br> > Yet, I am a little uneasy when I see how much<br> > Christianity is taking over India under the reign of<br> > Sonia Gandhi : according to a 2001 census, there are<br> > about 2.34 million Christians in India ; not even<br> > 2,5% of the nation, a negligible amount. Yet there<br> > are today five Christian chief ministers in<br> > Nagaland, Mizoram, Meghalaya, Kerala and Andhra<br> > Pradesh.<br> ><br> > One should add that the majority of politicians in<br> > Sonia Gandhi's closed circle are either Christians<br> > or Muslims. She seems to have no confidence in<br> > Hindus.Ambika Soni, a Christian, is General<br> > Secretary of the Congress and a very powerful<br> > person, with close access to Sonia Gandhi. Oscar<br> > Fernandes is Union Programme Implementation<br> > Minister. Margaret Alwa is the eminence grise of<br> > Maharasthra. Karnataka is virtually controlled by AK<br> > Anthony, whose secretaries are all from the Southern<br> > Christian association. Valson Thampu, a Hindu hater,<br> > is Chairman NCERT curriculum Review Committee, John<br> > Dayal, another known Hindu baiter, has been named by<br> > Sonia Gandhi in the National Integration Council ;<br> > and Kancha Ilaya, who hates Hindus, is being allowed<br> > by the Indian Government to lobby with the UN and US<br> > Congress so that caste discrimination in India is<br> > taken-up by these bodies.<br> ><br> > I have nothing personnally against </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/28/the_cross_or_the_om_are_we_heading_towar~994595/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>indiahttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/28/the_cross_or_the_om_are_we_heading_towar~994595/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/27/prancing_devil~991818/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-07-27:/2006/07/27/prancing_devil~991818/Thu, 27 Jul 2006 04:36:14 +0200 <p>The melody of eastern good faith drifts in.<br> Blessed our player feels, the curses, the sins, all begin to wash.<br> Unseen the devil prances, and orders his orchestra to begin.<br> Cords of the dead and, Cords of the living faithless are played.<br> Singing of songs and irregularity of dance then blend in.<br> The Faithless get to their feet.<br> Happy happy happy, Unseen our player breaks a smile.<br> Unseen the Devil still Prances.<br> Unseen the sound of music fill his mind.<br> The broken smile, now, just a passed phase. Stopping at a grin.<br> "Vivid Multi colored Murals of galloping horses, and flaming maidens in White satin Gowns. Dragons and Axes making up the armies in the sky beyond. “All painted by the prancing Devil.<br> Our players is still grinning<br> Music or noise, a dance or war, unconcerned the digging begins.<br> Still prancing, the thunderstorms blaze through the Murals.<br> Drenched maidens now seen in the pink light of lust, and wild Laughter.<br> The Laughter finally bubbles out of his lips<br> Giving in. Falling in 6 feet of water.<br> Our player lies laughing, now prancing with the Devil.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/27/prancing_devil~991818/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>prancing-devilhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/27/prancing_devil~991818/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/25/marbles~986319/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-07-25:/2006/07/25/marbles~986319/Tue, 25 Jul 2006 07:40:48 +0200 <p>Marbles - Rambling on. and on. and on </p> <p>Just another stream of unrelated topics strung together in the 99% unused part of this thing called my brain, read on</p> <p>HA yes :-) i am loosing my marbles here Why IDONT KNOW. "but i know" That what the marble doctor says to me...<br> So i say " i says" marbles what marbles" </p> <p>Then he say, he says , "the lil round glass thing, the one that kids though on the floor sending their parents crashing to the floor. the ones that kids stick up their noses or swallow. those lil glass balls you know....? well that the picture that i am trying to make you uderstand Mr. Harsha... </p> <p>So, i look at him ya, i look at him totally glassy eyed ya, all spaced n i mumble under my breath ya,, i mumbless n says " marbles warbles what ever they are you have surly lost yours'</p> <p>So then he says ya, he says" Mr Harsha you have to find your marbles ya, you have to find them and put them back ya,<br> So i am now looking for those ruddy marbles ya, </p> <p>So if You run across any of those things ya, you lemme know yes, you lemme know... i just wish i knew what they were.</p> <p>Thank you Regrads<br> Harsha </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/25/marbles~986319/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>marbleshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/25/marbles~986319/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/14/fear_and_loathing_in_las_vegas~957994/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-07-14:/2006/07/14/fear_and_loathing_in_las_vegas~957994/Fri, 14 Jul 2006 06:10:00 +0200 <p><u>For those BATS who have forgotten the wealth of knowledge embedded in the movie.</u></p> <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=684430"><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/430/684430_9f4778a3ed_m.jpg" align="" alt="fear and loathing" title="fear and loathing" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p>Add more in the quotes as you guys remember.. down in the comments..Awesome</p> <p>Let's give the boy a lift.<br> What? No. We can't stop here. This is bat country. </p> <p><u><strong>Raoul Duke:</strong></u><br> Holy Jesus. What are these goddamn animals? </p> <p>Mother of God, there I am!</p> <p>You can turn your back on a person, but, never turn your back on a drug. Especially when it's waving a razor-sharp hunting knife in your eye. </p> <p>With a bit of luck, his life was ruined forever. Always thinking that just behind some narrow door in all of his favorite bars, men in red woolen shirts are getting incredible kicks from things he'll never know. </p> <p>Bazooko's Circus is what the world would be doing every Saturday night if the Nazis had won the war. This was the Sixth Reich.</p> <p>Look, there's two women fucking a polar bear</p> <p><u><strong>Dr. Gonzo</strong></u><br> You drive. You drive. I think there's something wrong with me. </p> <p>Oh my god... there's someone at the door. There's someone at the door! </p> <p>Ahh! Ahh! I'm innocent! It was Duke! It was Duke!<br> Ahh! Ahh! Don't put that thing on me! Aaah! Aaah! Aaah</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/14/fear_and_loathing_in_las_vegas~957994/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/14/fear_and_loathing_in_las_vegas~957994/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/04/extention_of_one~931060/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-07-04:/2006/07/04/extention_of_one~931060/Tue, 04 Jul 2006 04:51:41 +0200 <p>a mundane existance..<br> a dwindled form of snuffed out life.<br> a life of no meaning. a life of existance.<br> a life of dream,<br> a life of wanting to stop, wont life stop working,<br> a god who wants the good first,<br> an earth that is racial. </p> <p>all condemmed they are, are they? or is not their fault they dream of battlefields of death and forgotten glory, while they toil as a part of the millions, making no difference.<br> They fall, they will fall, but none notice. None Will notice. none but one. just One</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/04/extention_of_one~931060/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>onehttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/07/04/extention_of_one~931060/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/20/tarzan~896416/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-06-20:/2006/06/20/tarzan~896416/Tue, 20 Jun 2006 12:25:48 +0200 <p>Tarzan Swings<br> Tarzan falls<br> Tarzn breaks his mighty balls,<br> Tarzan say " i dont care,<br> god will giveme another pair"<br> God says " sorry son I dont have a spare pair.<br> <a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=643751"><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/751/643751_707a333708_s.jpg" align="" alt="IMG_0010" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a><br> Yess this one kept me laughing when i was a kid .. It kinda surfaced from the folds of grey matter, on seeing a girl dress in a pink leaf dress.</p> <p>well its a wonder i got this pic.... got it off the office cam.. Tarzan is actually taking a pic of the mirror for officil use...</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/20/tarzan~896416/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tarzanhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/20/tarzan~896416/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/19/by_siddharth_my_friend_and_brother~892706/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-06-19:/2006/06/19/by_siddharth_my_friend_and_brother~892706/Mon, 19 Jun 2006 05:51:01 +0200 <p>siddharth: Choose life.<br> Choose a job.<br> Choose a carrer.<br> Choose a family.<br> Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and eletrical tin openers.<br> Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance.<br> Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments.<br> Choose a started home.<br> Choose yor friends.<br> Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in arage of fucking fabrics.<br> Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on sunday morning.<br> Choose sitting on that couch whatching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing games shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth.<br> Choose rooting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself.<br> Choose your future.<br> Choose life. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/19/by_siddharth_my_friend_and_brother~892706/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>sidhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/19/by_siddharth_my_friend_and_brother~892706/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/19/bar_too~892681/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-06-19:/2006/06/19/bar_too~892681/Mon, 19 Jun 2006 05:11:14 +0200 <p>What did that <a href="mailto:f@#$ing">f@#$ing</a> sober piece of Sh!@ say, Well i dont care lesss jus beat him up, this one time.... please??</p> <p>Bar tender how many drinks have i had... 1,2,3,5,5,7..ok ,how much.</p> <p>Bar tender where is the loo, bar tender where was the loo</p> <p>Wachh ya doin!! go Jump off the balcony,,,dont spill the booze!!!!</p> <p>Hello my name isss,, ah, "mumbling - whats my name" ah Harsha</p> <p>Who are you again,</p> <p>That bloody B!@#h....yes whatever</p> <p>my wifes going to kill me.</p> <p>Where did you find that DJ... well shoot him for please..</p> <p>Sir - hey waiter...repeat the drink<br> waiter - what has been your choice sir..<br> Sir- "well its--?%&*#$--- whiskey--- golden..nice.. "whats its called.." where the other chap"</p> <p>They only make sence after u are three drinks down....</p> <p>Good morning sunshine.. u r on time!!!.. hurry up u have some catching up to do.. Bar tender.. get him a stiff one..hell doulble that..</p> <p>Is that your hip flask. nice...we are going to the Bar, next Door.</p> <p>Damn !! i am not Drunk!!!a.a. .. Just a lil pished.</p> <p>What time. tomorrow.. ladies..</p> <p>I did not mean to break that glass.</p> <p>..oops</p> <p>..Is that so.</p> <p>..Ya</p> <p>..oops</p> <p>Now where has the loo gone....</p> <p>...i, i,, Love you guys...Alright get him out of here.</p> <p>...Goodnight... sir ur check....tomorrow old chap.. tomorrow </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/19/bar_too~892681/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>bar-2http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/19/bar_too~892681/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/09/the_sound_of_silence_paul~864838/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-06-09:/2006/06/09/the_sound_of_silence_paul~864838/Fri, 09 Jun 2006 08:32:32 +0200 <p>Hello darkness, my old friend,<br> Ive come to talk with you again,<br> Because a vision softly creeping,<br> Left its seeds while I was sleeping,<br> And the vision that was planted in my brain<br> Still remains<br> Within the sound of silence.</p> <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=605950"><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/950/605950_ee5f2ea1d4_s.jpg" align="" alt="s&g7sos" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p>In restless dreams I walked alone<br> Narrow streets of cobblestone,<br> neath the halo of a street lamp,<br> I turned my collar to the cold and damp<br> When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of<br> A neon light<br> That split the night<br> And touched the sound of silence.</p> <p>And in the naked light I saw<br> Ten thousand people, maybe more.<br> People talking without speaking,<br> People hearing without listening,<br> People writing songs that voices never share<br> And no one deared<br> Disturb the sound of silence.</p> <p>Fools said i,you do not know<br> Silence like a cancer grows.<br> Hear my words that I might teach you,<br> Take my arms that I might reach you.<br> But my words like silent raindrops fell,<br> And echoed<br> In the wells of silence</p> <p>And the people bowed and prayed<br> To the neon God they made.<br> And the sign flashed out its warning,<br> In the words that it was forming.<br> And the signs said, the words of the prophets<br> Are written on the subway walls<br> And tenement halls.<br> And whisperd in the sounds of silence</p> <p><u>- Paul Simon -<br> "Wednesday Morning 3A.M.", 1964</u> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/09/the_sound_of_silence_paul~864838/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>sound-of-silencehttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/09/the_sound_of_silence_paul~864838/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/09/what_i_dont_want~864765/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-06-09:/2006/06/09/what_i_dont_want~864765/Fri, 09 Jun 2006 07:56:58 +0200 <p>i dont want a beach house i want house on the beach<br> i dont want a super bike i want a bike thats nice<br> i dont want air conditioning i want the thin air at the beach or the mountains<br> i dont want a beautiful girl i want a girl who is beautiful<br> 1 dont want a million dollars i want a some thats worth a million<br> i dont want a burger king i want a corned beef sandwich.<br> i dont want a sea going yatch, i want a boat that goes to sea<br> i dont want a polised boat i want to polish my boat.<br> i dont want to own a light house i want the light to see me.<br> i dont want to own beach i want a beach that owns me<br> i dont want bottled coconut water i want a coconunt that leaks water.<br> i dont want to be the boss, nor do i want people to boss me<br> i dont want a GPs i wnat a map<br> i dont want laugh at stupidity, i want to laugh at myself.<br> i dont want to go to heaven nor do i want hell to find me.</p> <p>I dont know what i want, i want to know what i dont. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/09/what_i_dont_want~864765/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>i-me-myselfhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/06/09/what_i_dont_want~864765/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/04/30/a_sigh~765585/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-04-30:/2006/04/30/a_sigh~765585/Sun, 30 Apr 2006 04:27:41 +0200 <p>The melody of estern good and faith drift in<br> blessed the player feels the cursed feels sins wash.<br> Unseen the devil prances and orders his orchestra to begin.<br> The cords of the dead singles and the cords of the living faithless are played<br> Song and dance.. Happy happy happy and around us people are dying..<br> No sence of the party for the ehical and peaceful.</p> <p>The dancers unaware are dancing to the tunes of the devil.. in time in time they will start o sucum..Sigh.. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/04/30/a_sigh~765585/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>sighhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/04/30/a_sigh~765585/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/03/12/hope~636873/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-03-12:/2006/03/12/hope~636873/Sun, 12 Mar 2006 18:30:28 +0100 <p>Wuth Hell on my right - heaven onmy left<br> With god below and the dewil above.<br> With Future in my right hand and fate on my left<br> With money on my mind and a 100 in my pocket</p> <p>Looking for,for the white light that is supposed to shine<br> one coses he other opens, the other closes the first is still closed</p> <p>Hell my be on earth. heaven is wha we make of it.</p> <p>Rambling in utter confusion am i<br> rambling blind folded and hand cuffed to soceity and hope, am i </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/03/12/hope~636873/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>hopehttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/03/12/hope~636873/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/02/25/normal~592990/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-02-25:/2006/02/25/normal~592990/Sat, 25 Feb 2006 20:40:51 +0100 <p>Cant we Just act normal..<br> Sorry Sir..But i am afraid.. that ship has sailed</p> <p>Paranoia...Supreme...Welcome to HEll...HAHAHAhhhhhhhhhh</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/02/25/normal~592990/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>paranoiahttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/02/25/normal~592990/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/02/02/their_is_ur_story_dark_very_dark~527432/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-02-02:/2006/02/02/their_is_ur_story_dark_very_dark~527432/Thu, 02 Feb 2006 10:14:37 +0100 <p>Their is your story..<br> blind folded, with my arms tied at the back of my back.. i am running.</p> <p>Running i strike an object n that shatters.. i dont fall..<br> I keep running....Scared a little now i slow down, but just for a second till the thoughts of the past remind me of the rage i am in, n i speed up again...running.. i must be half way down the road that takes a 90 deg turn in front of a mall, to the left 2 km down.. </p> <p>i keep running..<br> i have a few people yelling at me to stop.....<br> some just grin n shake heir heads slowly.....<br> Some i know are shouting at me to speed up silently in their minds.... i respect them.</p> <p>A Revolving world of my past that i can smell in my pain, is vissible i think i am running to avoid the mistakes of the past..... i still run... as my thought zero into the events of the previous night. i bend my head trying to shake the memories off.. n i run faster...</p> <p>Hmm..not lifting.. my head i run n run n run till my knee strikes something hard.. if think my knee cap i broken...but i run, not stopping.. It finally ends... its over,,, i hit something hard, as i dont know what i struk...i dont want to.. But i now know i am gonna be dead.. the only thing i did with my life was to end it... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/02/02/their_is_ur_story_dark_very_dark~527432/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>their-is-ur-storyhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/02/02/their_is_ur_story_dark_very_dark~527432/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/30/bike_or_the_biker~518558/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-01-30:/2006/01/30/bike_or_the_biker~518558/Mon, 30 Jan 2006 10:29:49 +0100 <p>God Bless my soule.... I am so Confused.</p> <p>Where, How,, Why,,<img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"><br> <a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=68401"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/401/68401_bab4935c67_s.jpg" align="" alt="big%20boss" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/30/bike_or_the_biker~518558/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>bikehttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/30/bike_or_the_biker~518558/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/30/the_western_myth_or_not~518400/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-01-30:/2006/01/30/the_western_myth_or_not~518400/Mon, 30 Jan 2006 09:04:19 +0100 <p>East vs West..<br> The battle began decades ago..<br> But none realised it..</p> <p>I like to call this the battle between Ethnicity and Wealth.</p> <p><u>Talking Economics</u> - Spending power, Life styles, etc..</p> <p>....West coast (USA) set the treands, are more media ative. Have more money to spend..in campared to the east coast which tends to the more holiday season then its peace and quite again..</p> <p>....Western europe dose better that Eastern Europe in every aspect..</p> <p>....West coast of India dose better than the entire country put together.</p> <p><u>Military might</u><br> All invading force always came from the west.. Invaded and won..<br> eg.. the mongoles, the mughals, the british,,</p> <p>All defending forces won their battles and over through their Invaders.. when the invaders came from the East<br> Eg... First and Second world war.<br> ... Russian occupancy of afganistan..</p> <p>The East Invades and the East fall. the West Invades and Colonises..</p> <p><u>Veil of Glory</u><br> All countries treated asthe east are more ethnically oriented than the west.<br> There are more Godes and Goddesses and festivals that are celebrated with a lot of earnest belonging in the East and South east of India.</p> <p>Japan the land of the rising sun has again a very healty ethnic culture.</p> <p>China.. as is mostally populated only in the east has all its heritage (which they choose to hide) of the eastern side.<br> The irony of the situation.. The Great Wall, (a wonder of the world) is on the Westen bord of China..</p> <p><u>Natural Disasters </u><br> How often has a natural disaster happened in the wester part of a country.<br> eg..India had an earthquake in the western states that practically leveled them.. But this was a freak incident. Our eastern face getts battered by Cyclones. and mild earth quakes and every year.</p> <p><u>Defination</u><br> west of a city,west of a country, west of a continant. Not just the "West" as used on TV but the Georapical West is my point of contention. Visa versa for the East.</p> <p>Why is there this aura of wealth in the west.<br> Why is there the veil of glory in the East.<br> Why i Dont know..<br> .<br> ..<br> ...It dose give u somthing to think abour dose it not??<a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=63640"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/640/63640_65d00578d9_m.gif" align="" alt="world_2" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/30/the_western_myth_or_not~518400/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>westhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/30/the_western_myth_or_not~518400/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/30/title~518283/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-01-30:/2006/01/30/title~518283/Mon, 30 Jan 2006 07:22:59 +0100 <p>FACTS about My country India</p> <p>Q. Who is the co-founder of Sun Microsystems?<br> A. Vinod Khosla</p> <p>Q. Who is the creator of Pentium chip (needs no introduction as 90% of the today's computers run on it)?<br> A. Vinod Dahm</p> <p>Q. Who is the third richest man on the world?<br> A. According to the latest report on Fortune Magazine, it is Aziz Premji, who is the CEO of Wipro Industries. </p> <p>Q. Who is the founder and creator of Hotmail (Hotmail is world's No.1 web based email program)?<br> A. Sabeer Bhatia</p> <p>Q. Who is the president of AT & T-Bell Labs (AT & T-Bell Labs is the<br> creator of program languages such as C, C++, Unix to name a few)?<br> A. Arun Netravalli</p> <p>Q. Who is the GM of Hewlett Packard?<br> A. Rajiv Gupta</p> <p>Q. Who is the new MTD (Microsoft Testing Director) of Windows 2000,<br> responsible to iron out all initial problems?<br> A. Sanjay Tejwrika</p> <p>Q. Who are the Chief Executives of CitiBank, Mckensey & Stanchart?<br> A. Victor Menezes, Rajat Gupta, and Rana Talwar.</p> <p>Q. We Indians are the wealthiest among all ethnic groups in America, even faring better than all cultures there.<br> There are 3.22 millions of Indians in USA (1.5% of population). YET,<br> 38% of doctors in USA are Indians.<br> 12% scientists in USA are Indians.<br> 36% of NASA scientists are Indians.<br> 34% of Microsoft employees are Indians.<br> 28% of IBM employees are Indians.<br> 17% of INTEL scientists are Indians.<br> 13% of XEROX employees are Indians.</p> <p>Some of the following facts may be known to you. These facts were recently<br> published in a German magazine, which deals with WORLD HISTORY FACTS ABOUT<br> INDIA.<br> 1. India never invaded any country in her last 1000 years of history.</p> <p>2. The world's first University was established in Takshila in 700BC. More than 10,500 students from all over the world studied more than 60 subjects. The University of Nalanda built in the 4 th century BC was one of the greatest achievements of ancient India in the field of education.</p> <p>3. According to the Forbes magazine, Sanskrit is the most suitable language for computer software.</p> <p>4. Ayurveda is the earliest school of medicine known to humans.</p> <p>5. Although western media portray modern images of India as poverty striken and underdeveloped through political corruption, India was once the richest empire on earth.</p> <p>6. The art of navigation was born in the river Sindh 5000 years ago. The very word "Navigation" is derived from the Sanskrit word NAVGATIH.</p> <p>8. The value of pi was first calculated by Budhayana, and he explained the concept of what is now known as the Pythagorean Theorem. British scholars have last year (1999) officially published that Budhayan's works dates to the 6 th Century which is long before the European mathematicians.</p> <p>9. Algebra, trigonometry and calculus came from India. Quadratic<br> equations were by Sridharacharya in the 11th Century; </p> <p>10. According to the Gemmological Institute of America, up until 1896, India was the only source of diamonds to the world.</p> <p>10. USA based IEEE has proved what has been a century-old suspicion amongst academics that the pioneer of wireless communication was Professor Jagdeesh Bose and not Marconi.</p> <p>12. The earliest reservoir and dam for irrigation was built in Saurashtra.</p> <p>13. Chess was invented in India.</p> <p>14. Sushruta is the father of surgery. 2600 years ago he and health<br> scientists of his time conducted surgeries like cesareans, cataract,<br> fractures and urinary stones. Usage of anaesthesia was well known in<br> ancient India.</p> <p>15. When many cultures in the world were only nomadic forest dwellers over 5000 years ago, We established Harappan culture in Sindhu Valley (Indus Valley Civilisation).</p> <p>16. The place value system, the decimal system was developed in India in 100 BC.</p> <p>Quotes about India.<br> We owe a lot to the Indians, who taught us how to count, without which no worthwhile scientific discovery could have been made.<br> Albert Einstein.</p> <p>India is the cradle of the human race, the birthplace of human speech, the mother of history, the grandmother of legend and the great grand mother of tradition.<br> Mark Twain.</p> <p>If there is one place on the face of earth where all dreams of living men have found a home from the very earliest days when man began the dream of existence, it is India.<br> French scholar Romain Rolland.</p> <p>India conquered and dominated China culturally for 20 centuries without ever having to send a single soldier across her border.<br> Hu Shih (former Chinese ambassador to USA)</p> <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=63623"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/623/63623_8ce4ac8bbc_m.gif" align="" alt="pic19558" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/30/title~518283/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>gloryhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/30/title~518283/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/27/title~509875/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-01-27:/2006/01/27/title~509875/Fri, 27 Jan 2006 09:42:04 +0100 <p>I see a dream..<br> I see face in the dark<br> I see women of fairy tale like beauty<br> I see Sun rises and sun sets.<br> I see Me playing music<br> I see i can hear it.<br> I see fighting in forests with friends falling around me.<br> I see hate, disguised as a smile.<br> I see my brother,<br> I see money<br> I see my self with out it.<br> I see Blood<br> I see virgins bleeding.<br> I see food<br> I see i can smell it.<br> I see i dream.</p> <p>Hmm... I Dont Want to see...</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/27/title~509875/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>i-seehttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/27/title~509875/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/24/bar_room_facts~501053/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-01-24:/2006/01/24/bar_room_facts~501053/Tue, 24 Jan 2006 12:21:16 +0100 <p>They only make sence after u are three drinks down....</p> <p>Good morning sunshine.. u r on time!!!.. hurry up u have some catching up to do.. Bar tender.. get him a stiff one..hell doulble that..</p> <p>why r u carring ru hip flask? we are going to the Bar, next Door.</p> <p>Damn !! i am not Drunk!!!a.a. .. Just a lil pished (pissed)</p> <p>What time. tomorrow.. ladies..</p> <p>I did not mean to break that glass.<br> <a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=18473"><img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/473/18473_0f4b14428b_s.gif" align="" alt="Drinkin" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/24/bar_room_facts~501053/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>barrrrrr-http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/24/bar_room_facts~501053/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/23/the_dead~497963/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-01-23:/2006/01/23/the_dead~497963/Mon, 23 Jan 2006 12:40:45 +0100 <p>Taken from "deviantart.com"... the artist is "Surreal"</p> <p>Its on my blog as i find this absolutly lovely.. yess its lovely</p> <p>Forgeten are the graves of soldiers,<br> Left lying in cold blood.<br> You wander through the lifeless bodies,<br> As every nightmare haunts you.<br> We are the dead, hear our cries,<br> Let the sorrow take you.</p> <p>Who is responsible for this crime?<br> Who could murder innocent, guilty alike?<br> Is this the place where spirits rest?<br> Is this the punishment for your deeds?<br> We are the dead, hear our cries,<br> Let the sorrow take you.</p> <p>You have done this terrible deed,<br> Endless suffering you did cause.<br> The most precious gift of life itself,<br> Shall be stolen from your darkened soul.<br> We are the dead, hear our cries,<br> But we are far from silent </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/23/the_dead~497963/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>the-deadhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/23/the_dead~497963/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/war_on_terror~464336/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-01-12:/2006/01/12/war_on_terror~464336/Thu, 12 Jan 2006 15:28:29 +0100 <p>Stop the war and impeach Blair, and do what ever with Bush...</p> <p>Wait.... Who will reconstruct Iraq.. U guys bombed it...<br> so lets get a new Heads and transfer the headace of rebuilding to that chaps shoulders or hope the UN takes over.</p> <p>Now i am in India.. What do we do, should we just go bomb the hell out of the terror camps across our border..then The Pakies go the war with us then we haveto bomb them too. then... we have to start rebuilding efferts to win back our lost internation supprot due to the war.. then...we impeach our PM for going to war...</p> <p>Now the UN goes bombs Iran.. (i'll join u on that train of thought).. then the same ..story..and futer will repet.. its self...</p> <p>Stop the diplomatic Jargon.. an get to the Freaking point... a Point no body knows Today..</p> <p>I rest my case. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/war_on_terror~464336/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>warhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/war_on_terror~464336/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/dreams~464162/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-01-12:/2006/01/12/dreams~464162/Thu, 12 Jan 2006 14:26:42 +0100 <p>dreams as a word and as a fairy tale are all wonderful....eonderful and complete.. untill.. u dream..</p> <p>A nightmare is a dream too...<br> So is Lucid dreaming..<br> So is a day dreaming... eyes wide open.. mind not comprehending nothing the eyes see.... memories of the past being played out like a movie... those moments of clarity dispersed by the real world when awoken..</p> <p>times we dont even remember... the essence of that lovely dream.. times we have no idea we are dreaming until we are awoken..</p> <p>Times for a few,,, life goes by... and the dream is in over.. hmmm</p> <p>I love dreaming.. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/dreams~464162/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>dreamhttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/dreams~464162/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/04/eyes_wide_shut~439245/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-01-04:/2006/01/04/eyes_wide_shut~439245/Wed, 04 Jan 2006 11:45:09 +0100 <p>... they blew up the anceint statues of buddha.<br> ... they burnt houses of sleeping villagers<br> ... In part of Africa they still make a village dig a hole. then they shoot them in that hole.<br> ... In India they blow up crowded market place on the eve of their largets festival<br> ... In america they Blew up the WTC and still kill their soldiers in Iraq<br> ... In India they shoot at army convoys and run and hide in mosques for protection.<br> ... In Iran they defy the world. and kill their own for entertainment.<br> ... In Afganistan they are now thankfull<br> ... In Jordan they wait for reveng<br> ... In Palestine only they know whAT they want<br> ... In Saudi Arabia they have chopped, hacked and stoned their own for decades<br> ... In Mynamar they rule the country and are cutting all their teak trees for a few $</p> <p>With the rest of the worlds eyes wide shut.. I Welcome to the Acropolis of hell where they sit in the stands n they watch. And we die....slowly and steadly. a prediction one made... I dread, but true it may come.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/04/eyes_wide_shut~439245/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/04/eyes_wide_shut~439245/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/04/o_boss~439129/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2006-01-04:/2006/01/04/o_boss~439129/Wed, 04 Jan 2006 10:57:42 +0100 <p>A beach house, and another one. and another one on a boat, then a farm estate, then a mountain escape, then a dozen o houses here and there and in n arround the world....<br> then in his well practised stiff upper lip and the stern frown, pre-condemed in dreams of a $100 raise, i have drowned.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/04/o_boss~439129/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>bosshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2006/01/04/o_boss~439129/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2005/11/29/fear_of_the_unbeing~346801/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2005-11-29:/2005/11/29/fear_of_the_unbeing~346801/Tue, 29 Nov 2005 14:21:14 +0100 <p>A time come on a monthly bases when we are proclaimed to give the generals a laugh. its when they say "walk the point" in a war or they slide the signed paper accros the table.<br> With rage and anger i see this hatered being given to them, but with a smile the suckers accept. they all lap it up as though hungry.. But they are.</p> <p>Earned off the blood, threat and families of the suckers the generals armies advance. falling and leaving are the smart. the smarter are still here and will one day hope to feed off the spilt blood.<br> But never will i feel the pain of the unbeing. never do i ever.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2005/11/29/fear_of_the_unbeing~346801/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>unbeainghttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2005/11/29/fear_of_the_unbeing~346801/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2005/11/28/nirvana_they_explained~343476/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2005-11-28:/2005/11/28/nirvana_they_explained~343476/Mon, 28 Nov 2005 10:56:56 +0100 <p>The Nirvana they explained<br> is not a place where people go to. its not an object, its not a common state of mind, its not a state of bliss.... its a state where a man reaches mentally and phsically, where hes reached a dream which he dremt for so long , so long that he started to be it.. and in perfect it in the finale of perfection of his solitude...... the dream started to live Him.... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2005/11/28/nirvana_they_explained~343476/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>nirvanahttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2005/11/28/nirvana_they_explained~343476/#commentshttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2005/11/28/back_home_i_need_to_go~343438/tag:blacksolitude.blog.co.uk,2005-11-28:/2005/11/28/back_home_i_need_to_go~343438/Mon, 28 Nov 2005 10:35:30 +0100 <p>Why do i see the doom of my kind so near. why do i fear i wont be around to see and feel that briliant day. Why do we feel so hated, or, why do we hate.</p> <p>Nice i was not. nice i am. nice i became. Why was it? so it happened. but, none nor i know. but now i know i think i think i know. As home i need to go. Back to the begning back home i need to go. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2005/11/28/back_home_i_need_to_go~343438/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>nirvanahttp://blacksolitude.blog.co.uk/2005/11/28/back_home_i_need_to_go~343438/#comments