2007年7月29日 星期日
2007年7月20日 星期五
Anyone have Amnesiac, OK Computer or Kid A?
If yes, pls reply.
Animal Farm.
The creatures looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.
- George Orwell,
Animal Farm
from pig to man;
from man to pig,
and from pig to man again.
It was impossible to say
which
was
which.
Harry Potter 7
For only...195 dollars. (Or more.)
Yeah, and he might get killed!*(this is for suspense only)
Who's Harry?
Well....
He's, well, imaginary!
Why should I be carried away by an imaginary wizard? Who cares if he dies?
Because...
um...
dammit. (gives the finger)
2007年7月15日 星期日
MS Word Hack
Put this into MS Word, but DO NOT PRESS PRINT. DON'T. YOU SHALL SUFFER IF YOU DO NOT HEED MY INSTRUCTIONS. *laughs*
A Peek At The Circus
The crowds were cheering,
The time was near,
The circus was due;
The time was near!
Mothers, children;
Women and men;
Paupers and kings;
There were not few!
They did all hear the news on the papers or such;
That the Great Baron was touring with his large band –
Of clowns, of lions, of contortionists, of everything else;
There were not few!
Radiohead.
Currently Listening to 2 + 2 = 5 by Radiohead
"The album lists subtitles, or alternative titles, for each of its songs. 2 + 2 = 5's is The Lukewarm. Singer Thom Yorke has mentioned it as a reference to the works of Dante.[2] The Book of Revelation uses the phrase in chapter 3: "I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth. You say, 'I am rich; I have acquired wealth and do not need a thing.' But you do not realize that you are wretched, pitiful, poor, blind and naked."
"
Dammit, it's gone to Sit Down. Stand Up.
*curses*
How To Write a Novel
How To Write a Novel
A search on Google reveals 33,200,000 websites on “How To Write an Novel”. Based on theory, you can write thirty-three million novels based on these tutorials – but you know you can’t. In this wild and perplexing world, who can you trust?
ME. Can’t you trust a person who has never written a novel, but has a perfectly logical standpoint on writing? Can’t you trust a person who has the “intelligence” to write this “superb” essay? Actually, writing isn’t difficult – with this tutorial, and little practice, you can write a novel as well as Stephen King! (Well, I hate Stephen King because I’m better than him.) If you’re already inspired, you’ll ascend to the heights of fame! If you’re not, you’ll be flying up any moment! Not interested? You will be! Just follow some simple tips – and you’ll be a prolific writer!
Things you’ll need:
An adaptive mind
A serious writer look
A lack of money – If you have enough funds for the family, you won’t write with motivation. Also, you’ll gain more supporters.
Computer/pen/pencil/crayon/chalk/sand/sword/blood – You need something to write with, no matter how poor you are.
On Inspiration – Inspiration is the most important part of any form of art. In Greek thought, inspiration meant that the poet or artist would go into ecstasy - the divine frenzy or poetic madness. (Okay, that was stretching it a bit.) So how can you get inspiration, you ask? Easy.
The Power of Observation The main point is - observe all around you. Let’s say, one day, you get picked out to be kicked by a school bully. Look around you –the school bully could symbolize the tyranny of many leaders throughout the ages. The running children can symbolize the mob psychology hidden in their inner consciousness. And you symbolize the victim of society, the outcast. This could be the beginning of a novel, if your brain is not damaged in the assault.
Try this creative process wherever you go – in your room, watching television, going to the toilet, going to school, etc. etc. The only places you should avoid doing this is in School Assembly or in classes, especially Physical Education. Your creative flow can come to a halt if a prefect or teacher punishes you for daydreaming.
“Ah!” Factor Remember this point: when you get inspiration, shout a loud “Ah!” This phrase is easily customizable, such as, “Ah! Sweet inspiration is flowing through my veins!” To show off your genius, you can practice it ten times in the mirror everyday and make the phrase as florid as possible. You can easily attract attention that way.
On Writing – Once you get your sweet inspiration by looking at a picture by Marcel Duchamp, you stare at a blank piece of paper. What do you write? What do you say? What do you want to express? How can you please the editor? How can you feed your family? Worry no more, as there is an easy way to secure a book deal.
Spit Out a Good Genre There are only a few themes worth looking at. Political satire works really well with sophisticated speech. (Fahrenheit 911) Romantic writing is excellent, providing that you are not married (Romeo and Juliet). One thing I like about Science Fiction and Adventure Stories is that you can’t go terribly wrong – you’ll be hailed as “creative”. (Look around this book – it’s full of them.) Keep this in mind – follow the crowd. Writing is less a form of expression than a money-maker.
Cook up a good title The first few words you write should be your title, or working title, if you change it. Firstly, you can poach from different literary works. Classics are obviously the best as they have elegant titles. For example, Pride and Prejudice could be changed into different variations: Prejudice and Pride, The Pride of Prejudice, The Prejudice of Pride, Pride is Prejudice, The Uncanny Alliteration of Prejudice and Pride Shows Racial Differences, and so on. This could bring an enormous amount of ideas in an extremely short phase of time. If you are scared of committing plagiarism you can always provide a French or Latin translation.
If you cannot think of a good title to begin with, you can always work with self-made titles. Untitled, for example, is a very good working title to begin with, as one cannot go out of focus. Go, Young Writer, GO! is also a perfect title to begin with. I Am Better Than J.K. Rowling is another example.
Write in a sophisticated manner Writing in a sophisticated manner brings benefits to the audience, the writer and the publisher in one go. Using “advanced” writing will let your readers think you are ten times cleverer than them and have superb ideas. For example, in James Joyce’s highly-acclaimed work Finnegan’s Wake, he presents this sentence, “O here here how hoth sprowled met the duskt the father of fornicationists but, (O my shining stars and body!) how hath fanespanned most high heaven the skysign of soft advertisement!” Readers will not understand a word that you are writing, but at least you have captivated their imagination. Also, to attract more attention, use more archaic and uncommon adjectives so that everyone is dazzled by your marvelous vocabulary. This can be effortlessly achieved using a complex thesaurus.
On Publishing – Hurrah! Your novel is finished! The future is full of hope. Unfortunately, the process of writing a novel has just started – you have to publish it. After all, if you don’t, what’s the use? Although this is a confusing procedure for many first writers, you can easily find a renowned publisher by some steps:
Advertise To Others Once you finish, you should read your piece to many other people, regardless if they think you as annoying. This can lead to more money and a larger fan base – and it will take only from a few minutes to an hour. Talk to the bus driver the next time you go on a bus, and offer to have a whole book-reading in front of him for free (and you might get the journey for free too). When the Discipline Teacher punishes you for writing the book at School Assembly, offer to copy the whole book for him to read as punishment, and to have a chance to read it there. Distribute pamphlets advertising it, and leave a coupon for a 90% discount. Writing is not only an art – it’s a business, so use your initiative.
Work With Other Writers A good way to establish your credentials as a respectable writer is to work with professional writers in the crowd. Professional writers usually look like nerds who have sat too many hours in front of the computer, but they will certainly be extremely distraught when you rate their appearance. Also, you have to make a good first impression – think of a fancy conversational starter, such as “Salutations on this luminous twilight!”. Once you two meet at in some gatherings, you could try co-writing with him. Another good way to stimulate your creative juices is to join a committee of writers and post your co-made story to a publisher.
Conclusion - A final word to the reader: the road to being a writer is not easy, except for the writing part. You will be almost certainly annoyed by pestering agents, your parents’ pride of having a writer in the family, and tenacious fans prying into your daily habits or loading you with massive amounts of chocolate when you’re keeping fit. Have confidence in yourself – everyone has the knowledge to become a writer, but few have the perseverance to ignore the distractions.
The Silenced
“Until they become conscious they will never rebel, and until after they have rebelled they cannot become conscious.” – Nineteen-Eighty-Four by George Orwell
The prison was a cold, musty place: that was all the prisoners knew. They didn’t know precisely where it was, how and why they were taken in, and who the other prisoners were. They were ordered to forget their identities and follow the party’s ways, but subconsciously they knew that they were once philosophers who rebelled against the government’s maxims. They had previously thought that obedience in words, thoughts and actions to the government was in direct violation of human rights. Now they could only regret their foolish, worthless actions. Every day was the same: sent off by an unfathomable, taciturn guard to an area to do tough labor in a field, then to listen to a two-hour lecture on politics and maxims – any dozing off would result in a high-voltage electric shock.
If only they had received their enlightenment a bit earlier! The only thing they could do now –it was, in fact, what they should have done- was not to step out of line, and try to lengthen their wait for the inevitable – the execution. No one mentioned a thing about it, but by the whispered rumors they had heard before they entered the prison, it could happen on any day – perhaps tomorrow, the day after next, next week, or even next year. But what could they do about it? During their incarceration, they never had the mere notion of an escape. Escape, and risk immediate execution and torture? That was a definite “no”. With the party’s power and technology, how could their escape ever be successful? Also, the things they heard were just rumors; and weren’t they asked to listen solely to the party? Luckily, the tough labor they endured blinded them momentarily from the spectre of execution.
But it would not be long before the unavoidable event occurred. One ordinary day, they were rudely shaken from their incredibly short sleep by a guard they had never seen. The guard wore a perplexing expression, something between moroseness and confidence, and gestured them to follow him. The crowd gasped in silent horror as they had figured out the truth somehow. It was no rumor, then - the inevitable had come. It was the moment of execution.
As the sentry led them to their doom, the philosophers wondered what to do next. At least the execution was a one-off stroke; it was comfortable compared with their terrible lives as indefinite prisoners. Yet, the realization that death was coming, nearer by the moment, led them to see escape in a new light. Escape, successful or not, meant a new hope that their lives could be saved. Although it truly contradicted every rule in the party’s book, it was their only hope of survival.
As the argument raged on in their minds, they found themselves in a concealed place with no source of light, dark as ever. The darkness around them was menacing and it smothered them with emptiness and dread. As they entered the room, they heard a nerve-racking scream, and a high-pitched electronic tone. The shrill tone registered in their brains: when the tone died down, they would follow.
Suddenly in the midst of total darkness, there was light. It was daylight, something that the philosophers had not seen for three years. It came from an open gate in the walls of the room beyond and it revealed a serene landscape. The guard rushed to the gate and yelled.
No one made a move.
Soon, a soldier ran down and shouted a mouthful of orders. The guard frowned, and replied in a cautious tone. After some conversation, the two parted, and eventually no one guarded the gates.
Still, no one made a move. The battle in their heads raged: Was this a trap? Was this a route to freedom?
Minutes passed, and still no one had made a move. Many of them had already decided not to go for it, but some indecisive ones were still thinking it over. Dead silence fell over the crowd.
A whirring sound began, and the gate began closing. Suddenly, a footstep was heard in the midst of silence, and everyone turned their eyes.
A philosopher began charging towards the gate. It was the end of a symphony, the whirring sound was the cymbals and the footsteps were the drums. The gap shrank. The man was practically flying by now as he sprinted swiftly towards the gates. The tempo accelerated, the drums became more strident, and the cymbals began crashing continuously…
Then there was silence.
