A Friend You Thought You Knew

How can I be yellow, and still so blue?
(Just for rhymes :P)

Upon the occasion of my birthday, I wondered.
Really, the friends I never met are so much better than the ones I know physically;
A friendship starts off strong, but then comes the exploitation.
The less a person knows, the better.
I don't know-I'm never a great guy- I don't even know if I really have a friend or not...
Wolves, we are. Loyalty is the only difference. A wolf stays loyal to it's pack. Humans should learn to.
Lions, we are. Pride is the only difference. A lion holds his ego intact but not too precious to itself. Humans swallow themselves up in it.


Is it true then? The less you know me the better?
Mystery is great, then.
But do you not fear what you do not know?

Well, being a teen isn't that bad

JustAnotheRandomGuy

Frustration

Oh well, I'm over it-
But there is you know, worse things than grief-
Frustration
Trying to rationalize why the whole damn worlds pissing on you for no good reason-
Every cell of your brain screaming for mercy,
If a stranger whacked me with a car, I'd thank him for his courtesy.

On the bitter edge of reason,
On the point of no return
I can't revenge like Liam Neeson   (Okay I admit this is cheesy)
It burns!

Do this, do that!
Leave me alone for a second!
Oh yeah, I'm the rat,
I'm sure you reckoned!

Running to survive,
The voices won't stop hurting me
Into the abyss I dive..........
But it won't give back those lives.


I'm frustrated that the people I know the most and trust are not really trustworthy, and...
Well, let's just say, we (Or maybe you're lucky) all find out one day the expectations of friends.

Well, my birthday is coming up- expect a big-ass blog-post

I'm starting to forget the morals of nihilism.

It doesn't have any.

JustAnotheRandomGuy

The Grief of a Fanboy

"Oh come on, Daitya! It's just a fictional character! GET OVER IT!"

That's what I kept reminding myself. Oh, for all I knew, they would probably bring him back when they needed to, the huge money-sucking cows they are.

It all started way back in 2010, really.

You see a 7 year old, who has nothing to do. All of a sudden, he decides to buy this little (Even though it read- GIANT SIZED, on the cover, it was just 90 pages) comic book.

Origin
I'm not talking about Hugh Jackman's alcoholic "Bub" presentation of him on the big screen (Though he is a great actor). I'm always cynical about Marvel movies. And I shall stay so.

As a fanboy, you don't complain.

You don't dare to criticize each plot- you appreciate it for what it is.

You welcome the TV series as a "different take" on the titular character.

You watch the movies and forgive the bad acting and quirks here and there.

You never complain.

James "Logan" Howlett wasn't just another fictional character

He was a legend

The guy stood the test of time in Old Man Logan, Marvel's dystopian futuristic comic.

He led the X-Men when Cyclopes wasn't there.

He grew up in the late 19^th century to a uncaring mother and a pitiful father, only to be abandoned and hunted down in the Wild Canadian North in the winter (Mmmh, freezing)

He’s survived the biggest underworld on earth- Madripoor, forget Mumbai and Bangkok

His legendary healing factor, which is also seen in axolotl, has thus been dubbed Howlett

But what can I do? I think he died a great death. (SPOILER) : Overlooking the Nevada sun,

He wasn’t just a murderer

He wasn’t only the best in doing what wasn’t very nice

He was also the best at winning our hearts

James “Logan” Howlett A.K.A. Wolverine

1880-90 to 2014

Rest In Peace

“I’m the best at what I do, but what I do isn’t very nice”

Such is the grief of a fanboy, that I must endure.

Ash to ash, dust to dust

JustAnotheRandomGuy

Dread.....

11:00 A.M. 
Nizamuddin Railway Station
New Delhi
India

Bumpy's shop was a small one. But size doesn't matter, as really its utility was as a hidden entrance to the underground safe house of the gang, the Daityas. But his shop wouldn't be useful, or needed much longer. He'd already sold it, and all trace of a gang's outhouse was going to be blown up with about 5kgs of Semtex. Boom! And all of that gone. The Mafia had already paid him. He would be way out of the explosion radius before time. 
 Hmm...all those years, with the cover-up act of a wheeler, had anyone ever helped him? The ignorant policeman, the disrespecting customers, the rude nearby wheelers.

He knew they didn't deserve such a fate, but neither did he ever have a reason to save them.

As he silently smirked, he thought he might as well take one last dirty overpriced kebab roll from that guy who never ever smiled, or even thanked Bumpy for putting up his schtick. He'd seen better landlords than him. As he paid for his coffee and roll, he thought again.

What HAD he done so terrible? Nothing.

"This coffee tastes like dirt" complained Bumpy

"What do you expect? It was ground this morning." replied the shopkeeper

"YOU grounded it. You better watch your work and tongue, boy. You still owe me that 5000 you took." He added

Bumpy simply took his food and thought about that money he owed him.

None of it mattered anymore. The thought had stuck onto his mind.
Before he snuck into the dispatch sent to take him away, he quickly took his doctor’s files (He’d been diagnosed with dementia at a very early stage) and pressed the big red button.
As he was handed that big bag of cash, and dropped off at St. Anthony’s House of Medical Learning.
As he was stepping into the hospital, he was overcome with a sense of overwhelming dread.
His wife and son would be reaching the train station by 4401 when he pressed the button…...

(Don't mind the weird name. I saw a sign at a railway station, and shit happens. Namely revenge season 5: Bumpy Khanna)

I hope I'm back

JustAnotheRandomGuy

Lies

It starts with a lie
Ends with a suffering
I don't have any candor
So, instead, buffering

When the great tower was struck down
In a fear of mortality
Even the gods can lose their crown
In a fatality

"I praise thee! Oh lord!" he said
But you can't cheat a God
When vows are broken, all you are is dead,
So why such a discord?

A slip of tongue,
A click of teeth,
Respect rusts
Anger seeths

Rage Against The Machine

JustAnotheRandomGuy

 
 

Dead.

Dead.
Brain dead.
Zombie dead.

I don't wanna.
I'm LEAAAAVING!
Like everything.
Dead.
Stone dead.
This heart's dead.
I'm dead.

Killed in cold blood
Deserved it more than ever.
Keep on life as a zombie
Am I damned forever?'
My prison is not a shrieking hellhole
Nor my place of torture a lake of fire
But still a price I pay for stealing those souls
And sink deeper into this filthy mire

Even the All-powerful can have a bad day
Even a beggar can be a hero
An animal can become an human they say
A human can become an animal I know

So in the final days of Ragnorok
When all have given up hope
We all join in a merry suicide
On the orders of a pope

Dead and damned.

JustAnotheRandomGuy

War

Humanity, you'll realize, at the end, is always at war with itself.
How ironic, innit? After all we're the so called heirs to the throne of the Earth, but we deny it and slowly, take, tear ourselves apart into, a thousand little pieces.
A thousand little pieces that are yet to be stolen.

Sometimes, you know. In a moment of deep thought, doesn't everybody wish life to be a little, you know, unsophisticated?
Smooth.
Easy.
Get along with your damn lives.
Live in a state of amity.

That's where we're damn going wrong.

You see, it's the Thrill,
In the eye of the tiger.
The belly of the beast,
The fires to be warmed.
The higher the warning,
The higher the calling,
 Makes you all fight,
For a mistaken sense of glory?
Why not have more?
Why forsake the sense of greed?
The fighting spirit of a man, that compels him to fight, even though his body can take no more.
Keep on,
Until.
You.
Drown,
And,
Die.
Obruent Moritur.

Sink.
In.
Your.
So-Very-Antagonized.
Glory.
Until.
The.
Oceans.
Scream.
Vengeance.
Maria, et climatis et vindictus

Burn,
In 
An
Inferno.
Of.
Gazes.
From.
Heaven. 
And.
Hell.
Until.
The.
Insanity.
Overshadows.
Your.
Humanity.
Insania Obumbrat Humanitatis

Humanity, you realized at the start, was always at war with itself.

 JustAnotheRandomGuy

P.S.- I'm sorry for not having posted. Again, I don't need to be sorry, so anyway,