Tuesday, August 24, 2010

The Green Blight

Really want to be Random and myself at the moment and i'm being one literally, and it feels too classy.
   "what the heck does the topic means !!" .. "eh?" .. i just said, i'm being myself literally but the topic, is comprised of metaphors (jeez, what irony !) and i know, after reading this, nobody would give a reaction 'cause it ain't no biggie .. like i said .. i'm being random (amalgate both of 'em, best feeling ever, trust me !) ..
                    Let me just give a snappy comeback to that question (the one i always love to answer) the explanation one.The explanation about the topic's name.
                                                              "The Green Blight" .. Ponder upon it, what do you conclude? never mind, before your conclusion gives me all those reasons for the suicidal (at times, they really haunt me), let me elucidate already.Starting with the Blight, it literally means a disease or plague.I hope i can count on for that (i mean, never mind).Metaphorically, it means, the thing, you're stupefied onto.I mean, you just can't get enough of it and it kinda becomes your obsession (nothing better hit my head).Moving on, we come to "Green", oh ! the colour, yeah (wish it had that entity) but just stop right there ! it's not, it's not that emerald thingy !
                                                                           In fact, it signifies, the the "blooming" of something that has just born (the unborn movie always comes to my mind after i say the word).So, if we sum up, the real thing will be like, a progress of new-born disease !! (zombie invasion!).Alright, by disease, i didn't mean some infection in the eye or the usual pain in the arse, in fact, it bespeaks, like i said, the obsession, of the passion!
                         forthwith "obsession"(anti-vampire notion) i must say, it all has started from one thing, then it climbed the awakening, brainstorm, inspiration, obsession and eventually, the passion.Yes, yes you assumed it right (i mostly gives clues about it, don't feel proud) the passion of being a "writer".I named it "disease" 'cause i'm infected along with i'm hooked on it, i rely upon it, i count on it and many more.I just can't get enough of it! i can't really.Know why? i say, you don't have to know it 'cause you just don't have to (i'm certainly in no mood)
                                    i'll try to be barefaced as much as i can, say i already am.The Awakening of the writing thing arose from the words of Chester Benington, the Vocalist of the Rock/Nu-Metal
band Linkin Park. Curious about the words? alright, i'll give you them damn words.They were like
                                        
                                        
                                      
                                       I've become so numb, i can't feel you there
                                       I've become so tired, so much more aware
                                        I'm becoming this, all I want to do
                                        Is be more like me and be less like you
                                        And I know, I may end up failing too
                                        But I know you were just like me
                                        With someone disappointed in you

I'm sure, many of you have had heard these words too often but for me, they proved revolutionary, in every heck way.They gave me every single wheedles to metamorphose myself into something that i never thought i'd be, like ever.That damn Chezzy (sobriquet of Chester) converted me into some state-of-the-art (now this is what you call bragging !).
           So, it all started with the Rock music.I know, right ! you're callin' yourself a writer and the thing Indoctrinated you was a Music !! .. Well, i say, Music itself is a literature.You see, what really fascinates you in the music is the lyrics, then the beats (the general kinda characteristic a music has) but my dopeys, i tell you, Metal also fascinates me.Yeah, that Heavy Metal you think as a curse to music (what inauspicious behind the eight ball !!).I know, people assumes, Metal is kinda place where the Metal listeners whine and wants to die.The explanation continues.
                  I won't go for any archives about the notion but just some scoops of enlightment (too generous of me).First thing, Rock has given birth to Metal music and for your sheer information, Rock is less anathema to the ears of many people out there i.e those hip to the hoppers and crunk-ers (i won't do no mockery to any music genre here).Rock pioneers like Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix and Black Sabbath are the perfect archetypes for Psychedelic Rock, Blues-Rock and Classic rock which provoked the dawn of Heavy Metal in the world of Music. It was Revoluionary too 'cause if it wasn't, then i wouldn't be doing this that at the moment, i'm doin' (no sarcasm !).Gradually, it all went into profusion and many Metal genres, sub-genres and sub-cultures came into being.The maniacs who gives rats' arse about Metal are known as "Metalheads".No wonder people never call me that (am i that un-deserving?!).Hell with it, well, you can all go and see for yourselves on Wikipedia.com 'cause i learnt it all from there too (who gives a dickens about it, Eff Metal and wrap it up).
                           So, the catch here is, the lyrics and the music.Well, like i said, Music itself is a literature, i stand by it.It certainly is a literature.Well, lemme show you some prototype.
                             
                             Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream

                             Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
                             My shangri-la beneath the summer moon, I will return again                 
                             Sure as the dust that floats high and true, when movin’ through kashmir.

                             Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
                             With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear
                             Ohh.

In the erstwhile, this is a verse of Led Zeppelin's track "Kashmir" in which the song-writer/Vocalist Robert Plant depicts his beautiful memoirs of Kashmir city.It's just a verse, there happens to be a whole song about it.I just did it for the prototype thing-y.
                                                            The verses totally are the evidence for the lyrics as a literature."literature" is defined as the literary work of any culture, period or something like creative writing and that's how music became my inspiration (i myself pronounce myself as a winner myself).
Forthwith the "beats" of the music, i'll still go with Heavy Metal but some genres add upto them in a list like, Rock (ofcourse), Orchestral (classico), Instrumental, Britpop, New Wave.Now, there's a reason you can call me a versatile too !!
                          So, The Green Blight is meant by, the writing for me and the blooming disease for y'all and never mind !
aftermost, i'm posting a link to my fave track of all-time.If you have read this 'til the end, then i guess, there's a "no sweat" for that ! yeah?! i guess, yeah

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qU6fmgnWDfk&feature=av2n


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