[Epistles] Ophiuchus - New Zodiac Sign, Fucking Hard to pronounce it

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According to astrologial principles, the Sun travels from the constellation Scorpius and goes directly into the sign of Sagittarius, but due to the constant motion of the cosmos, the Sun enters, for a few days of the year, the star constellation 'Ophiuchus' before entering Sagittarius from Scorpius, thus creating astrologically the birth of a thirteenth sign of the Zodiac, which is named as Ophiuchus the Serpent Holder.

The constellation of Ophiuchus is the only sign of the Zodiac which is linked to a real man. This man lived in ancient Egypt around the 27th century BC, and his name was Imhotep. The attributes of Imhotep can also be found in the Biblical Hebrew man Joseph, son of Jacob.. Imhotep is credited with many accomplishments including the knowledge and use of medicine. It is said of Imhotep that he brought the art of healing to mankind.The symbol of a serpent, which is still widely used today to represent the medical profession, was used to represent Imhotep. Imhotep was also known as 'Aesclepius' to the ancient Greeks

ATTRIBUTES THAT DESCRIBE THE SIGN OF OPHIUCHUS
• interpreter of dreams, premonitions
• attracts good luck
• serpent holder
• lofty ideals
• a seeker of peace and harmony
• doctor of medicine or science
• to add, increase, join or gather together
• poetical, inventive nature, expanding
• seeks higher education
• overseer, supervisor of work
• fame - either grand or completely misunderstood
• longevity, aspirations of healing the ills of man
• architect, builder, reaches for the stars
• tax assessor or levys taxes
• astrological talents, intuitive
• large family indicated, but apt to be separated from them when young
• the number twelve holds great significance
• foresight to benefit from hard times
• has secret enemies in family or close associations
• many jealous of this subject
• notable father, apple of father's eye when young
• high position in life expected [depending on aspects] highest fame and legend comes after death however
• feelings of granular, wise,
• likes to wear clothing of vibrant colors
• receives the favor of those in charge

Ophiuchus in the Planetary Zodiac:
The planet Pluto was found in Ophiuchus until the end of 2003, after which it passed into Serpens Cauda, the Serpent's Tail. The Centaur object, the minor planetoid Chiron, was visible against the stars of Ophiuchus until November 2001, after which it passed over the border into Sagittarius. Venus and Mercury can be found in Ophiuchus for a time each year.

The New Zodiac

ARIES = APRIL 19 - MAY 13
TAURUS = MAY 14 - JUNE 19
GEMINI = JUNE 20 - JULY 20 - I'M HERE NOW!!!
CANCER = JULY 21 - AUG 9 - BYE BYE !!!
LEO = AUGUST 10 - SEPTEMBER 15
VIRGO = SEPTEMBER 16 - OCTOBER 30
LIBRA = OCTOBER 31 - NOVEMBER 22
SCORPIO = NOVEMBER 23 - NOVEMBER 29
OPHIUCHUS = NOVEMBER 30 - DECEMBER 17
SAGITTARIUS = DECEMBER 18 - JANUARY 18
CAPRICORN = JANUARY 19 - FEBRUARY 15
AQUARIUS = FEBRUARY 16 - MARCH 11
PISCES = MARCH 12 - APRIL 18

[Epistles] you can say fuck you and i can say that back at you

everything have an ending
whether it sad or happy
one will never know

life, it just a lie, a dreams, very long stupid dreams
or should i say, it a big fucked up game
i couldnt save it, couldnt load it either
dunno where the fucking checkpoint also

for me, i never wish i was born..
for what purpose ? or even for what reason ?
should i know what in store for me ?
i guess, even the wisest cant answer that ..

have faith, have faith, have faith, have faith, have faith !!!!
shall i seek faith, or shall faith came to find me ..
i'm in a very deep shit, lost.. how should i find the right path..

i believe in god.. and i believe in god promises..
one of that is every single soul that breath,
will stop breathing.. and when that day come..
where should i go ?? what should i do ??
why am i have to go through this ??

i think i'm not too good too be in heaven,
i think i'm not too evil too rot in hell either..

this uncertainty.. urghhhh~~

i had live for quarter century now ?
what has i done, what i'm going to do ?
just live to see the curve in others lips while
the curve just upside down in mine ?

in the end, i want to share something..
to someone that i know wont ever betray me..
i guess that someone is too much of a wish for me.. heh~
life is just a big fucking mess up that i have to go through..

i dont care about money!! give me thousands, millions ..
i dun have shit to buy, i dun have any interest ..
fuck if someone ask me what would i buy if i have a lot of money..
i cant think of anything.. i dun have desire over anything..
i dun have purpose.. i dun have reasons..

well, life is just a fucked up thing..
and it do suck the more i live in it~

[Epistles] philoshoper advise

My advise to you my friend, is getting married.
if you find a good wife, then you are happy..
else, you become a philosopher..

[Epistles] Snow White And The Magic Mirror

Once upon a time there was a snow white who just wake from her deep slumber by a kiss from prince charming. she so happy once she open her eyes she see a very handsome prince right in front of her and all the dwarves overjoys as the curse is lifted

Hence, she goes back to the prince castle and live there.. and the story starts here.. the story about the magic mirror that cause all the trouble..

As soon as the magic mirror knows that Snow White’s cursed has been lifted.. he search with endlessly effort to be with the Snow White.. As he is not as perfect as he used to be, broken and smashed by the wrath of the dark witch, nevertheless, the strong will of his heart to be with Snow White never wither..

Day by days, weeks by weeks, he travel and travel, search and search for the whom he really adore in his entire life.. Finally in one night on the late falls, he finally find what he looking for, Snow White..

He begged for Snow White to accept him.. an old broken mirror who only good at talking somehow manages to win Snow White heart.. so she takes the mirror home with her, and hang him on her wall.. the mirror was so happy that time, he couldn’t ask more in his life..

Everyday gazing at the girl he adore, singing her beautiful melody and tells her how beautiful she look everyday. With simple thing like that, he manages to mend the cracked, and shine brighter that he used to be..

However Snow White thinks of the mirror not more than her property. She still plays with the dwarves.. she lives the days like she use to.. Without fail, the mirror keep adore Snow White for a very long times..

Come on days, the mirror realize what he was doing and his love for the Snow White nothing more than a love of a possession to his master.. the mirror feels like betray and decide to cast away all of his feeling and he starting to shut his mouth, day by days the number of adoring rhymes begins to fades.. Until one days, the mirror silence from all of the singing he use to sing in hope that Snow White realize what she has done, abandoning the one who really adore her..

During the second falls, Snow White realize changes about the mirror, he was not as joyful as he used to be, Snow White begins to worry as she missed all those beautiful rhyme she used to had, now becoming less and less and starting to disappear..

She ask the mirror,

“oh, magic mirror, why don’t you be like how you use to be”

Almost cry by the question, he realized that Snow White miss him, the mirror replied,

“nothing my dear, it just I’m very busy lately”

“oh magic mirror, don’t you be silly, how could a mirror like you being so busy ? “ ..

Since then, Snow White begin to change, she pays attention to the mirrors more. But it is too late for the magic mirror. His magic begin to fade, as the glass begins to cracked.. Snow White hunger for the sing, the jokes, the adoring the mirrors showered her.. the hunger turns to anger, she yells, she abuse the mirrors, she push him to do what he used to do.. the mirror did what he used to do but heartless.. As long as his princess is happy, he willing to takes all the Snow White anger.. however, Snow White fail to notice the mirror beginning to crack little by little..

As one night come the third falls since the mirror found her, his magic is near depleted.. he turning back as the first time he meets with Snow White.. he is no longer magical mirror, slowly becoming like an ordinary mirror.. and he say to the Snow White..

“I had showered you with all my kindness and my love, all I ask was a single appreciation, what should I do to earn yours Snowie ? “

“I have hang you on my wall, I have picked you from the dirty place you use to live, isn’t that enough to satisfy you?” …

“But Snowie, could you treat me gently, like a person that you love?”

“Don’t be silly, you are just a talking mirror.. Just do what you do best.. talking, could you say or sing something beautiful for me before I sleep.. isn’t that what your existence purpose?”

With the pale smile, and a broken feeling, the mirror gather all his might and magic, to sing Snow White one last song.. A very beautiful song that Snow White fell asleep with it..

And then the next day comes as Snow White wakes from her bed and she look on her wall, the mirror has gone, and what remains is the piece of the glass shatter on the floor..

Snow White realize that the mirror has gone forever.. as she gathered the broken glass, she accidentally cut her finger and bleed.. and she remember one of the rhyme that the mirrors sang to her last night..

“love is like collecting piece of broken glass,
Some people can collect all of them,
Some people can’t,
But while collecting them, there always someone who get hurt”- magic mirror

:)

[Epistles] we are a freedom writer? are we?

we wrote so that people will read
and the freedom of writing seems to hate us
our word will never be from our heart

as a writer
I'm chained by thousand of restrictions..
I'm cuffed by angers, negative criticize and hated looks..
I do have my feeling for me let it go..
I do have my heart i need to burst..

Hence,
cuffed my mind..
chain my heart..
as freedom is no longer mine..
and satisfaction is no longer my desire..
as it bound of restriction..

as the tears of a writer are not shows in the eyes..
it shows on its rusty pens..

since when i despise writing so much..
the memory of it seems so dim..

p/s: a full understanding of this articles is needed before questioning the authors..

[Siri Mari Tidur Bukak Lampu] Couple or Trouble - Part 3 End

STORY IV : PHANTOM OF THE OPERA

Once upon a time, in a land far far far away kingdom..
there life two lovely couple..
one is him and one is her..

they love each other like they will live for thousand years..
they sang, reads, talks, tales each other..
they play and play and play without caress about no other else..
they sulk completely in their own little happy world..

within their fun, one thing led to another, they slips..
his lust over her and her love over him..
desire wins against thought and thought lost against lust..

he jeopardize his relationship over a foolish act..
and the act brings her carrying a burden that she not really ready..
she didnt see it, he didnt catch it..
a piece of meat exist inside that gurl..
for she is sin with what she has done..
and he is gloom for what he has create..

so his body unable to move,
his mouth unable to talks..
he sit in his rooms with regrets..
forget to call her, forget to sees her..
he keep his despair all for his own

a life that is wise, that is beauty, that is cares for each other life..
think of unthoughtful things, do an undo able act..

she takes her steps, she put it on the bars..
she had her chicks wet..
she hold her belly, she close her eyes..
she jumps over a windows with what inside her..
she smash the ground with one dying words of whom she love..
"schnieder~"

his days are not the same without her..
there no more juliet, laila, aphrodite, venus or isabella..
he left alone with thousands of regrets..
what a lonely rabbits.. a lonely rabbits..

he grabs a rope, tight it to the fans..
he plan a chair below the hanging..
he eyes watered with sadness..
he couldnt bare looking at place he goes with her
he couldnt bare reminiscing her smile..
he couldnt bare silence phone, no rings, no calls..
he couldnt bare the sound of her echoing throughout his head, day and night..

he sad with every thought he thinks..
every breath he takes..
he couldnt smile.. he couldnt eat.. he couldnt sleep..
this is his last resort.. while the rope is put around his neck..
his whisper his peace to death that awaits him..
"shall all heaven hates me, and all hells burns me..
shall the god anger me, shall angel despise me..
let it be like that, as long as i could she her again..
my happyness will be complete..
i'm coming to where you go my love..
akira-chan~~"

the end.. the end..

MORAL OF THE STORY
"it is beautiful, but mask with impurity,
it is fun, but shadowed with sorrow,
when it sad, people forget bout the happy,
because of it, we have hope for tomorrow..

while love is in the air,
and while we do it, we do it from our heart,
until we lost someone we care,
it to late to remember how its start..

so love like it is your first,
and treats them likes it your end.. " eb - epistles

p/s: wise brain, will not confirm a wise decision..

"whooaa~~ this is unexpectingly gloom~~ T_T" - tsukamoto tenma

[Epistles] ORIGINS OF LOVE - PART 2 Evolution

DESIRE
Desire is wish, longing, aspiration. It’s a wish to have a better life, companion, confidence, seek for comfort. Longing for love is not only for people who haven’t or currently don’t have love, it is for people who already loved. We didn’t realize that there is people who love us out there. There a statistic that I learned since I was a kid which I believe up until now. “there is at least 5 people in this whole wide world think of you before they sleep”. So, it is not a matter of searching love from a new gurl we like, it is a matter of who are in love with us right now that we didn’t realize.

When we talk about love, let we expand our mind a bit and give family love, friend love, unknown rival love, secret admire love, animals love and what ever love that exist a chance. 5 people/non human who have glimpses of their mind about us before they sleep from one of those groups are too little. We at least think of two or three people before we sleeps and sometimes accidentally, we think about the people that we hates, our long lost friend, our clients, our bosses, our housemates or parents or pets before we sleeps. “what does he/she do right now”, “I hope I didn’t bump to him/her tomorrow”, “who created this mattress? Its so warm”, “the 7 eleven staff I met just now had a fight with the customer”, “those annoying bastard always annoyed everybody he talks to”, “let that guy rotten in hell” or “when will he die” or “I hope he die while he asleep” (example, and it is not what we usually thinks). It is funny when you think you are alone while you wouldn’t know who might have their thought upon u while they sleep. :)


It is not wrong to have desire for love. However what wrong is to let desire take pace of yourself. Many people lose their mind when they are in love, for a minor case some wandering in a deep day-dreams, sometimes suddenly smile, laugh, smirk, mumbling. Some does not eat, drinks cant stand a day without seeing their love one. Some go as far as stalking their “prey”. And all of that’s is how we let desire control us and we will end up doing stupid thing and to makes thing go better, we just say it is “in the name of love” or “because of love”. Well that’s is not love, that’s is desire and if we lose to this type of love. We might risk loosing thy.


How do I control my desire to her? Expressing my feeling to her is what I do. I don’t believe in “she might know from someone else” or “she have a 6th sense because she always do” or “she is my girlfriend/boyfriend, she should know what I want”. It is wrong!! Our partner or person that we like doesn’t know what we are thinking, they are not mind reader, yuri or George Michael. Expressing helps us control our desire to do anything that may return an awkward result. To be Continue….

[Epistles] Origins of Love - part 1 introduction

i has been thinking lately, since there was so many love in the air, how does it start ? is it come from lust ? desire ? feeling ? touching ? or is it pure from the start ? so how actually love begins and why it should end ? while waiting for my favorites friend googles-chan to load the tags i search "origins of love", let me write about how do love start to grow in my heart. and what my opinion bout it.

since we are kids, we are expose to "human needs each other" we are born because of love or in malays "atas nama cinta, terlahir aku melihat dunia", but by the time we realize, we see love already made, we sees our parent, our grandparent, without knowing how it start, we experience what in the middle(marriage). there exist amongst us who already experience how love ends (divorce, death).

"love is only a feeling", sometimes i agreed with that and sometimes i'm not. The feeling includes happy, joy, fun, sad, despise, loath.. love is cruel, it play with our heart, however, love change who we are, love change how we think, how we live.. from cowardman to braveman, from shy to confidence.. we manage to go extra distance cause of love..

love sometimes can be a form of living thing, you need to care for it, really care for it, love could grows, could expands, could wither and sadly love to could die. heart who are in love are beautiful, nor rotten neither its dark. The tranquility shows from it, and those peace is what we seek in live. Thus, it is not to much to say that love should be our aspiration for living.

[Epistles & Love Letter] Love and Thought

definition of love to me is the feeling you hold so dear in you heart and in ur mind and without a doubt you execute those feeling into other medium. to show it the feeling you take any medium u dim suitable to your style. some show it by buying gift like flowers, furry toys, chocolate. Others likes to speak it out loud by flirting something nice, romantic or even other goes as far as saying nasty thing. Amongst them, there are people who turn the love feeling into musics, poetry, drawing and many other creative media exist.

to balance the love is like to balance yourself on a thin rope. one single mistake can cost you trouble, however once you hit your step right. she will be yours. some treat it like a game, some treat it seriously, while other let it come naturally.

as i research for the best lyrics or poet that i think suite the way i love her rite now, i came across something like below:

Why I Love You
by Hilary D Ray

"When you ask me why I love you, I don't know what to say.
I love every part of you in every single way. ..."

the question why you love me? is often asked to me however, to find the right answer is difficult. and i think my answer would be. there is no reason i love you because:

1. if i love you because of your cuteness - i will not love you if you grew old
2. if i love you because of your hair - i will not love you if you had a hair cut
   
3. if i love you because of your intelligence - i will not love you if suddenly you are not
   
4. if i love you because of your body - i will not love you if something happen to your body
   
5. if i love you because of your talkativeness - i will not love you when you are sleeping
   
6. if i love you because you love me - i will not love you when you hates me
   
7. if i love you because of a reason - i will not love you when you dun have that reason
   

i really love you, from deep down of my heart, to be with you forever is what i long for. it became my aspiration, my goals of live to be with you. i will keep it no matter how hard it gets, no matter how tough the road ahead. i promise i endure it.

eggblood