Nicholas Lestat

Overexposure

2011-02-05T23:16:00.002+07:00

Well, now the demigod touched me in upnclose and personal. He walks with me, share a story even dine with me. I consider my self as a film with too much light. Overexposure, like everyone else willing to die for, but to me not a good signal.

Now He knew me, really do hope he will not know the devil inside me.

The digital machine

2011-02-05T22:53:00.002+07:00

Now I have in my hand the means of a cloud. The tools to connect to an aether world. My lust of technology imbued my fingers with magic to open the the gate of virtual dimension in one go. Well, if you got confused, to be simple :
I bought an iPad! That's it.

The time spectrum

2010-12-17T10:27:00.005+07:00

It's a worm hole these days, I was dragged into entering point and suddenly plop into another. Time have cheat the pendulum, aether have fold my the spectrum like dust over the broom. I thought I was in the dining floor and then suddenly ended in the ditch without door.

Universe want to play game with my time spectrum. Give me my joystick, let me play. But my friend said to check whether God is also playing, then forget it, because that shall be a game that you can not win.

Living La Vida Loca

2010-06-22T09:33:00.000+07:00

Thus, You disarmed me. Every weapon that I have is slowly taken one by one. For I believe for protection, this situation is also a termination. As long as he does not try to walk the forbidden way, this too shall pass.

Suddenly, a bright light come as a blast

Lucifer's Campaign

2010-06-16T09:03:00.003+07:00

I visited him more often lately. To be more precise he is the one who visit and conquer me. A dark rift have spread like a plague, dragging a mass with a norm destruction and justification. I asked him if he recognized the hellic power behind the top news spreading like a swarm these days. He smile and whisper it's no other than Lucifer himself.

I am sick with the smile, sick with the joy of his control. He had been alive for awhile since the spread of these Lucifer scry. I murmured my lips, binding a locking spell. He only smile, when his shadow fading and shrinking into the realm of his prison cell.

"Will see you again my friend..", a whisper spoken out of nowhere.

Georgeous Prey

2010-01-19T11:08:00.001+07:00

Then I met her in the hall way staring me shyly, and ignorance when it comes to sanity. I could see from your gesture how you wanted to attract me, to got a chance to change my status as a mind distractor stranger.

I met her with a deadly appealing formal dress. Minds revealing underneath, I heard your fantasy come along with mine. When we wish there's no other people in the room, just two of us binding the spine.

Let's just imagine

2010-01-19T09:06:00.000+07:00

I know you want me to like you, to tease you and to toxicate you with words and flirtation and you wish you will surrender that time.

But I know you knew exactly that it's only each others fantasy.

Escaping Hole

2010-01-17T23:09:00.003+07:00

Now you started to wonder who am I, didn't you? As my existence getting stronger and my host find me a place to show offs. Yes, I might be your illussion, put me in frame of your dream and command me as I am your slave. Nothing lost.

It's clear that he will not touch you, but I might be the one who want it to. So tease me, find a day when I am strong enough to lay you in the bed and a shadow jump out from the frame in your fantasy world. Worried about the host? He won't be blamed.

In peace, give me a little space

2010-01-17T22:54:00.004+07:00

I see you are well occupied, to those world of killing and iced. I see no time to thinking about our differences, you and me well blended in those virtual world of bloodshed and mortified. Well, we never see each other, we never talk.

No need for you hide for as you are now part of me, together we built your deceiving character. I provide your victory, you took the creadit of being a good man with dignity. It's a mutualism, it's a win-win situation.

Sirene of a Warsong

2009-09-19T21:10:00.000+07:00

Hard to say is this a winning day. I find no significant battle to say victory is coming and you're the one who I slay.
To me it seems like another warsong. That soon or later I shall face you again in another battle of right or wrong.

Moon of Light

2009-08-23T21:25:00.002+07:00

So can you hear me now, as I slowly fading away from your area of infidelity? Initially I was estranged in the middle of holy light. But without any reason, I am one again. I stare to the moon of light, she shine back with a gorely warm light.

I heard him, sometime, too silence to be heard. Strong dark side strandered in the nowhere island. Please understand, you are not in perfect time...

Illussion Level 25

2009-07-22T14:28:00.000+07:00

There's another thin line dividing minds and illussion. I realized lately that I am confused in a mirror images. This much unconscious period defied my logic, stolen my memory.

Have you suddenly plop into somewhere and starting to memorize everything between before full sanity came in? That's what I am thinking about. Is that where insanity start..

Please, be my dictionary

2009-07-22T13:10:00.000+07:00

I wonder why I got lost so many times. Is it true hard past life experience hide lurking monster inside our wisdom. I might not understand my mind, how can anyone could?

A fact that they have so many conclusion for my being is just a relection of how I my self cannot cast a figurine. How could I expect for someone to really know me? If my question is which one, for there's so many me

No sequel, please

2009-07-22T13:03:00.000+07:00

The story might not end soon. I have a glimpse that one time I have to face it again. Then a battle between principles and make up artist will raise to higher level.

Even though may be I will be strong enough by then, still I would prefer not to blood by blood combating you. Too many casualties might happen, and too many times I will not just surrender. That's what I fear most rather than just our encounter

As I walk through

2009-07-14T20:38:00.000+07:00

There always be surprises. Even a cigarrete sometime hide their painful in the ass hard chop pieces. As I now could see some clarity, this realm reveal its infidelity. Where else can I find freedom, as he said this life is a full of boredom?

The incubation

2009-07-11T23:04:00.004+07:00

He stared to a dark street, sitting in pavement under a dimmed pole lamp. Everything was silenced. He cannot hear anything, regardless a bunch of children dragged their bike with a massive childish shout to each other. There was no other voice inside his head. Suddenly everything was scaredly too quiet. No conversation, no intrication. Something was boldly erased. He supposed to be glad, but with undefined reason, he was deadly scared.

Unpleasant realm

2009-07-11T22:50:00.004+07:00

There, a body laid down. A soul burned with poison. It must be deep enough, should be very toxic. He left with blood stain in his mouth. Three guys showed a smile, never knew what kind of cruelty was took a part. The air was unreal, the music was unfelt. His step was untapped. The all seeing eyes was in fury, the universe denies this reality. No, you did not understand what had happened. Not a clue, not with your imagery. Not even he, understood this agony.

Another one took the bite

2009-07-11T22:39:00.005+07:00

He drove his car in auto pilot mode. His mind was trying to build reasoning for what have happened to his ethical code. That was not late at night, not even close, the sun slipped shyly and darkness just silently getting bold. Thousand question rised. None replies. He just see someone was dying. A part of his lies. So he decided, someone else must took the bite. And suddenly a victom imagery glowed in lite.

Face it, you can't stop me

2009-06-26T19:12:00.000+07:00

I should have known that this is not going to be so easy. From the hovering air, I smelled something wrong but what can I say I should still walk my integrity.
You knew I am not an easy ace, how could you stop a man with passion and determination. Any step you take will only show your hipocracy. Then, stay out of my way, I am building a destiny.

I do have a cliche for you

2009-06-24T21:37:00.000+07:00

Some say a cliche is boring, but other say with cliche you picturize your images and produce a nice glossy photo with those light ray.

I should say, that was also a cliche what I've told you lately. Because time to time, that words, are the only thing that I really want to tell you heartily.

A self projection, lucky psychic

2009-06-24T21:26:00.000+07:00

Some people just amazed by simple two sentences. They think it suit them and describe their life. Well, it doesn't.

Psychic become rich by making two sentences. They will try to make it cope with any circumstances. But some people just lack of advices. That's why, psychic getting rich and rich

A wild card in the pocket

2009-06-08T14:00:00.000+07:00

So they kept a card to play. It's a wild one, joker or an ace. They kept their poker face. So, I slipped into their pocket, waiting for a play with a striking pace. I would say, just let do it my way, and I'll give you a royal straight flush.

I hate cockroaches

2009-05-28T23:56:00.001+07:00

May be it's a hard life for you. Being in a dark cave without a glimpse of sunlight is a torture even for unnormal human mind like you. But maybe since I've been there long enough I could tell you that a cave always have a passage. How can you enter a cave without passage.

If it does not have a passage then it's not a cave from the first time, but may be only a soup bown laid upside down on the dining table. And unless you are a cockroach, you can't be trapped inside there, seriously.

It's not my fault that I am not suffering

2009-05-23T21:20:00.004+07:00

You think I am only pretending. I should tell you now that it's not as simple as you think it is. Whilst I currently grateful for everything has run so damn well, this moment to me is quit boring. So don't say that I am only see thing in a good way only, it's not my fault that I have become a lottery winner of my life. Don't say I only pretending, this way is the way it happen that makes me revive. Don't blame me for I did not feel suffer again, and don't blame me for being happy.

Just stay there, I am buying another coins

2009-05-21T23:01:00.003+07:00

You are definitely wrong if you think you are part of this game. You are not even a player, you even don't know where to enter the coin. It is my own game, with enemy of my self. You are just a character in one stage of the game, you are not even the stage boss. Like a mario bros game, you are a favorit stage, like swimming under the water pipe world. I really hoped that you provided a bonus, but without it I will skip to the next level anyway. So just stay there, may be sometime I want to replay.

A chocolate chip in the top cream

2009-05-15T21:04:00.003+07:00

He talked to me finally, when he saw a crystal clear eye reflecting definite love from my lovely. He said he would stay, but never again take a move beyond me. He will only be a decoration, a flavour like a chocolate chip in the top cream. But the taste of the cake will be all up on me. Somehow anything change for him, revelation has come with a savage, and nothing on between he have cruel intention to take away my victory. Afterall, he is my mirror imagery. Breaking me will only trash him into pieces, and scattered him like a feather of a blasted canary.

Frozenizer

2009-05-02T22:22:00.004+07:00

A man ghostly walking into a chamber with roundtable of gentleman and ladies talking about something they only understand. Suddenly the room become silence as they fear about this man will only laugh to their low quality conversation. What's the use to discuss something unuseful, or in fact it's not the content of conversation that matters? But the act of conversation it self? Then why don't you guys just write a paper with a label "We are having a conversation, and a quality discussion?"

Lately, I understand this kind of question silence the room everytime I enter.

It's still in your vault

2009-04-30T12:30:00.001+07:00

You always see only the negative possibility of my insecurity. What you think is not what I would think, even beyond my sanity. I only had one heart, which now is already looted in yours only. So please, to find another sign of my unnormal behaviour is truely not necessary

Just go, leave me alone

2009-04-30T08:43:00.001+07:00

I hated when you take my conscience. I am becoming somebody else while I am under your guidance. I blamed my self, since you are my mirror. As a strongest being I should not did lastnight error. With all due respect, I truly sorry. For now on I would not let you live within me.
Go lest, go away...

Poker game | card in whose pocket?

2009-04-26T19:08:00.005+07:00

I am a triumph for a while. To be ring zero for 30 minutes out of exhile. There, stand one of the richest man on the planet in front of my table. Measuring me with an undefined pretty smile. And outside they are guessing. Shall I fail or succeeding. Shouldn't have hard again to make another reputation. He drawed me in his head, and further I will be under his watching.

Even may be I was just sat there in silent. Among others who talk in this language and never think of me in solemn. But more than just a room decoration, a phrase of my friend, finally some word were spoken by request. Not a masterpiece, but luckily not from a scaredy cat. Gentleman, hold me tight in your pocket.

Attack please, anywhere you like

2009-04-21T22:03:00.004+07:00

It's always happen up and down. The way they treat me as a champion or a hitman, or dead walking man. They never know how to put me in their chess board. To scary to know that I am more than capable to be a Rook or even a Queen. So they just pretend I am a Deep Blue chess simulator. Don't want to know how it will take a move, but winning will still not be a prove.

They wanted to be betrayed. Are they?

2009-04-18T20:25:00.000+07:00

I know from their eyes it's a hard life back there. After I left them everything have changed that I might should feel lucky being here. Life is never easy, every choice bring different concequency.

I hid my problem, it's better to only listen. In the end of day, maturity indeed hold more complexity. Did I betray them? Or actually they wanted to be betrayed? They said I'm lucky, I said their life at least in safety. Life, indeed a perfect mistery.

Chocolate bites

2009-04-18T00:05:00.001+07:00

I don't really know which one is better, in my dream those tasted just as sweet as a creamy dark premium chocolate bitter. I just have to find out my self, not for a collection, not for an answer, nor to go cross beyond the faithly border.

Just to see a fit in, and keeping someone else's wish, and also resample again the taste of a real passionate spices. So for me, it really doesn't matter which part will you melt. An upper, or please, I prefer otherwise.

Take another way, please

2009-04-16T17:00:00.001+07:00

I never like the way she look with the corner of her eyes when she walk though my desk. With a sudden clearance if I stare back to see who is pointing out what I do from eyes back.

I fear the knife you hide behind a smile, a hand offering with a sweet word but vile. I fear with a chill that I am the one who will return the knife to your pretty cold face. I fear my self. So please, this passage way is for owner only.

Gentleman, open your card

2009-04-16T10:17:00.000+07:00

I lay silence when she try to put me in her winning poker card. She need an uneasy ace, and I am in my perfect hidden place. She kept me to play in the last session, while letting any one think that this time she finally got beaten.

I did what I do best, stay dull and unheavy with a bleak poker face. Lurkingly hold my inner and hideous frenzy killer. Gentleman, please open your card..

Take it or leave it

2009-04-15T21:20:00.001+07:00

So recently you did found me. Did I scared you? Did this unrevealed all you knew about me? Did it raise a goosebump and redefine all the knowledge laid in your pensieve, your preconcious, your virtual image of a man with uncanny mind?

Then you should take it or leave it, for many reason they gave up on me, and you will not be blamed. Gave up to understand me, to dive deep into my unhealthy mind and left accept me as another drunken master. Ignorance is the cure, and leaving me solitudely in psychological recycle bin, shrank around unimportant forgetable corner. Or, you still might bring a torch

Is there the line we passed?

2009-04-11T22:00:00.001+07:00

I told you I will be fading out. Like a thin smoke willingly blown away by a cracked sick ceiling fan. So I stepped outside the border we used to cook our mind. I definitely forget where the line is, we stepped over so many time with laughing to our lifes. So we make our distance. But then again, like we always say, why so serious?

Wireless incantation, my light

2009-04-11T00:44:00.001+07:00

Suddenly I could configure each and every small detail in my surrounding. All the smell bursted out into a new perception. I was into his mind, the psychotic Grennoiule of das parfumme. Blended in the fractured scheme of a killer mastermind. I am into his cave, fall into the psychologic grave.
In wireless incantation I need you for a save. Bring me your light, it's dark here, creeping cold midnight

Beyond event horizon

2009-03-29T00:44:00.000+07:00

The clock suddenly ticking again. I don't know that all this years it was flocked, and I was trapped inside my own blackhole. Condensed mind have sucked everything in to me beneath the line, beneath the time, beneath the event horizon. Without invitation Lestat stole my precious year.

When just other realm connected, it showed me the vast life I have abandoned. They live, normally, happily, with a smile and a live love. And I've been fighting only with my self, Lestat. I move on, they moved on anyway. So let me take a step outside the ring of blackhole. Because I missed my old normal friendly life.

Over exposure, may be

2009-03-27T23:40:00.000+07:00

So finally he join that realm. I told him to do so earlier for he could get another exposure. He told me that It's not wise whilst I am inside him, and that realm values friendship rather than unnormal behaviour. What's the big deal now, me or him is them same. Then why a mask again? He told me too much light will burn you. Like a picture while in over exposure

A winning horse race

2009-03-26T17:45:00.000+07:00

I know that they need me, given everything I did amaze them for it is something that rarely people could accomplished at perfection. But they way that they could do anything for my future feared me, that I might get punished for a little mistake I probably make.

I am their winning race horse, but they also see me like a horse getting old and hinder them to buy me for goods. Well, I am getting old. And what hinders me to find another stable for what they do?

Starlight, starlight, save your light

2009-03-25T12:51:00.000+07:00

This ship is taking me faraway, after people who care if I live of die. Our hope and expectation, blackhole and revelation. I am not a star, I am a blackhole. Hydrogen is running out, a limit to become a cold neutron star. I am not a saint, I am an asshole. Stay away from my singularity. I am best alone, and carefully keep my sanity.

Supermassive Blackhole

2009-03-23T15:15:00.000+07:00

They called me a blackhole. A massively densed darkness that attract any particle to me. Including light. Feared by those who want to be looked shiny, but loved by those who love to speak heartly. I am everyone's shelter, providing a timeless shadow, a scape for dreaming burrow. A dark, comforting, supermassive blackhole. An exhausted star.
Not a Sun.

Traffic intrique

2009-03-23T07:22:00.000+07:00

So relativity theory shows supremacy, suddenly everything goes in slow motion. It's monday morning Pathology. Don't know what they have in each mind, all the driver with boring faces use their basic instinct to steal a meter among others. Even a meter is fought, tolerances stays home. It's mano o mano, survival of the fittest. In traffic intrique, sometime we forgot that we are human.

Patient, it is not patient

2009-03-21T12:05:00.000+07:00

There, a father with her lovely daughter, sitting unpatiently in the pediatry clinic. I wondered why they called person who seek for a docter as "patient", there is no such a patient for waiting for hours just to get a cure. In normal life mode on, sometime I still detached with reality, letting my uncious take the role with autopilot mode. While, I am only a passenger

It is all flows like a feather

2009-03-17T19:47:00.000+07:00

See, with Lestat I become more productive in writing. Like a bird addicted to fly in their first flight. It's like a dry wing after a drowning. Even started with a bleak, and drunken master speech, it started to get better. To flow the mind through the breathe of words again. And Blackberry makes it simple. You should use it though. It will keep you blogging all the time.
Let's get drunk, hahaha

Fight, fight, fight the darkside

2009-03-17T14:02:00.000+07:00

Lest, you should go again. I am a little bit tired with this game, I could cross the border and become completely insane. I am thinking to take off the label mastermind, the all seeing eyes and become a normal person again. I think your presence only make me think too high of my self. Go, take Yin with you. I don't have any reason to keep it as a glue. I have a life Lest..

Light, light, where is the light...

2009-03-17T13:13:00.000+07:00

Imagine how cold it is. A Neutron star alone in the silent universe, not surrounded by moon, not reached by any galaxy. No hidrogen lest to light his own lit. It's a complete silence. A ronin in the wide savannah, a ronin in the peace time without war. A broken sword hanging and bore. I should find a light. I should clear my soul. Oh God, bring me out of this black hole...

Stand beside me, Lest...

2009-03-17T12:42:00.000+07:00

Now I am alone again. Yin found her true Yang. With less darkness, with less complication. An easier love. Now universe left me, I am like a single Neutron Star that loosing hidrogen to be burned. Not enough shine to be called as star. Single in the darkness of the loud and wide universe. Lestat said nothing. Even he loves solitude, this kind of solitude is too chilling.

Lestat regret that he have to came alive again. He's been laid silence for more than 3 years. But Yin arise hime to life, and the vulnerable me needs help. I don't care what any one say. Just stand beside me Lest, I need you...

One almost deadly shot

2009-03-16T21:32:00.001+07:00

I saw the border when we walk beneath it. My hand thirst yours, I could barely sense how will it feel when my skin surf yours. We talked in outer plane, until I get bored. Trying to peel it off to get into your soul. You have so many layers blocked you, a full installed firewall when I disable mine.

So it's a one deadly shot, for I dead wishing to touch you. Ignorance is in the air, self control is everywhere. Lestat screamed in his prison cell, he said it was him whom invited but why he could not even say a thing. Dear Lestat, you are a blackhole. Don't take her light away from her soul

I should survive this

2009-03-14T22:36:00.008+07:00

I sat there, among different generation. They talked some different language. I was estranged, not familiar, unknown realm. My mind created a firewall, they don't recognize me, they felt symphaty. No not symphaty but apathy. I am their stranger, I am threatening them. Lestat fully awake, no don't. It's not worthed. Really, it's not worthed..

Yin, how are you now?

2009-03-14T22:36:00.005+07:00

Suddenly Yin came alive again in my mind, or Lestat mind may be more exact. He think about her again, the only female that might understand his complicated mind, even I say she is not. Even she defined Lestat as a soulmate but the fact that we are not lifemate is a great obstacles to keep our soul take care each other.

I told Lestat to fade away, and back to his solitude life. It scratched me also for I do enjoy the presence of Yin to calm Lestat rather than using nicotine. I cannot afford to hold Yin, for me or for him. She have to continue her life, find happiness, not binded by Lestat's thirst of love.

Genius Lestat - How can't I not recognize it

2009-03-14T22:36:00.003+07:00

Reading the Theory of everything ignite another thinking. How well I could absorb the material by Stephen Hawking while any body else could not even get a glimpse of it make me think again about what should I have achieved if I could use Lestat's potential maximally.

The Friedmann unlimited universe model that was very famous after breaking Einstein theory of steady Universe, to say that:
"If there is a way to go to one direction across the universe then we will arrive in the same spot from other direction", was my theory when I was teenager studying about universe. And in that time those theory is not even famous yet. May be I would have been a great scientist then.

Lost in the Universe

2009-03-14T22:36:00.001+07:00

I was exhausted, literally. Decided to take one day leave. Could not effectively doing my task so I decided to read. Unfortunately the book I choose is Theory of Everything by Stephen Hawking. So there, I lost again in the beauty of quantum physic, singularity, time and space, and origin of the Universe.

Lestat love sciences, he absorb the material clearly unmatched by any non physic professor. So 4 hours we construct again our understanding of the origin of the universe. How we are nothing more than serendipity that God creates, that Earth is the lucky planet, that Human with their intelligence is trying to push the limit to understand how he created this Universe. I wonder, is there any one in this planet understand that book more than Lestat do. I hope that we are not alone..

Kampung Daun | Losses Memory

2009-03-14T22:34:00.000+07:00

Everything went back like few years ago, when I went here for few community fun trip. The chilling air sucked to my lung. Fresh, mixed with a hydro vapour, mixed with nicotine that made it much better. I sat there in one of the highest point in the Leaves Village, or Kampong Daun they say. Seeing the beauty of modified mother nature by human art touch.

I remembered the fun we have few years ago with my former work colleges, also remember the memory with my old friends. This place keeps a lot. Our trace sticked in the water fall turbulence, retold in the rocky valley, redefined in the ancient vegetation spread all over the place. This is a place that keep a lot of regretted greatest losses ever happen in my life

Ecstacy - lust in me

2009-03-14T22:33:00.000+07:00

What a great orgasme, Luce!!
Huff, Lucifer in Lestat is really a great love maker;Duration managed, fantasies played,skin exploration,sensing multiplied; my wife was terrifyingly uncontrolled for our too much delicious play. She is a lucky wife, always play in threesome with me and Lestat. How any man on earth could beat that.

Hahaha, midnight attack is one of the best. Thanks Lest !!
You're welcome Sir ;-)

Light after burn, not too shine

2009-03-14T20:05:00.000+07:00

I stare to the gate in front of my house. Nicotine working in my head, slowing down my turbulence mind. Lestat mad at me, said he will not help me anymore with my thirst of love when I need it. It's been a weird week. Darkest time has passed, and void after math is not really haunting anymore. What would be my adrenalin now? I don't know, let him decide, he will comeback though.
Poor Lestat..

Damn weak mastermind

2009-03-14T09:31:00.000+07:00

Lestat :
"You are too weak. Why didn't you just go straight and enjoy the fun. She could be yours if only you are not too much considering about right or wrong. Why not just take it easy and enjoy this forbidden love. Sometime lust is better than love it self. What's the big deal about hug and kisses? It won't hurt anyone. I can take control to not do something that you fear, it will harms you so I will not do more than that. You are weak..."

I should go to work in morning, Lest !!

2009-03-13T09:06:00.002+07:00

What normal person would stay awake until 2:36 AM, write another post, while he should go to the office at 6:00 AM in the morning? Yeah, that's me. The alibi's is always works. Actually I should not have to work until this late if I could finish it before. And with my speed I should have finished this 6 hours ago if Lestat did not use it to browse the virtual realm. I cannot say no, because I enjoy it. Yes, it is nearly three O'clock in the morning. Didn't I fear the dark midnight? the ghost, the mistical things that are a legend in midnight?

If it is your question then I'll answer you, "I already have darkness in me, more scary to me than any midnight legend that haunted somebody else"

Midnight Insomnia

2009-03-11T00:03:00.020+07:00

Midnight is always my favorit time. I don't know if it is insomnia or just I like the air of it. Like this time. It's so silence, the only voice I heard is only the tic of a cheapy clock on the wonderwall. There always a time when I could not urge my self to go to sleep. Like now, it's already 3:45 AM and I still wake up and doing stupid thing, Blackberry blogging :-p.

I know what you hide

2009-03-11T00:03:00.019+07:00

Lestat is not literally a mind reader. But as a Sylar, he learned it from psychology. Intuitively, the greatest gift for a mastermind is to learn something within a remarkable speed and mastery. So he he learned about self defense mechanism, the work of brain, the nature of the mind. Actually I needed it more than him. This capability enable me to fully control Lestat in masked mode.

The gift proven right, now Lestat is a body language master, a truth behind word uncoverer, a threat scanner. He provide me honest that lies between lies. He showed me liars, and teach me how become a good one though I never want to use it. With an uncanny accuracy he provide me a full profile about someone just with a glimpse of information and direct contact. He have Dyonisos force, the God of theater and shadow, as a darkness virtue

Lestat uses Blackberry

2009-03-11T00:03:00.007+07:00

Of course, what kind of cutting edge technology Lestat would miss? If in this recent time vampire still exist in this earth I believe they are all Blackberry user :-p. I never thought to want a Blackberry actually, but when I realized how it fulfil my thirst for connect into the virtual realm, Lestat provide it for me. And actually it is fun :-). It just feel nice to have the internet on your hand. And this is actually the first post Lestat do with a Blackberry. Oh my dear Lestat, that damn darkside, he is also a lifestyle addict. Self indulgence narciss darkside !!

Nicotine strike | It just feed good, even bad for him

2009-03-11T00:03:00.005+07:00

Human breath oxygen. But Lestat breath Nicotine. Within his strange and complicated mind, the neurotransmitter works like a turbulence. Providing a massive learning skill, an uncanny accuracy for threat and another's bad thought, a remarkable sense of the universe and an extrordinary problem solving virtue. So nicots help him to slowing down, allowing for regrouping and deploy the connection between. In silence, thinking and nicotine was a perfect circumstances. Lestat knows that it is bad for my health, but I decide it he deserve it for all that he have gave.
But please, all the Nobel winner, find us a healthy tobacco

Watch it | I knew what you wish

2009-03-10T23:50:00.000+07:00

Now I know why I could read others minds. Jung guessed about archetype, or noosphere, or shared unconcious. That every person in this planet share their unconcious mind in one realm. Freud also mentioned that even he don't really sure how it work. So when suddenly I am working on my unconcious mind, there, I heard other mind. This one will be another virtue of mine. Just another step that this realm will be my teritory. Then, all you human, will be in my agony. I should learn more about this. Dangerous study, for dangerous virtue.

I see it in their eyes

2009-03-10T00:24:00.000+07:00

Brain, mask, arrogant, humble, psycho. They recognize my brain size; they cannot see beyond my face so they think I am wearing a mask; I love to demonstrate talent and sometime sinical to others without, so makes my image as arrogant; The genuine conversation that I try to have, mainly in the level of emotion and heart, for certain people concluded as humble; The weird mode in my writing and sometime email or messenger chat, or sometime unattached to the world, enough to get label psycho or cold blood (and in fact, in elementary school my teacher called me cold blood murderer, honest).

I have no intention to be arrogant, but also have no intention to change my behavior just to please someone. What I offer to people is a genuine word, genuine kindness, that I believe there’s a good thing in everyone. Use it well, and you will get a great loyal talented friend and partner

Reason of being

2009-03-10T00:11:00.000+07:00

I like to read, a lot. The problem is I have the necessity to encounter what I read, and define my own truth as a conclusion of different resources. That’s why I also love to write. To redefine my perspective, and share it with convincing word to everyone for additional perspective that they might miss on a subject. When I read a lot, the thirst to write also grows a lot. Expanding, exploding, need to be redefined and shared to others. Blogging is the easiest way to share.
I never finish my book project, because my mind sometime scattered. May be someday you will read my book, become best seller, or may be not at all

Schizo | Dear mastermind

2009-03-10T00:05:00.000+07:00

I am a little bit tired with polite speaking. Blogging to entertain people. Behave to be said as normal. Actually in the first time blogging it meant to be my mind capture. Without pretending. Without knowledge showing. Without necessity to be read; to be vote; to be plotted in the top list of any blog list. But, it is the share of inspiration that keep me continuoing my official blog. So, rather than scares you, readers, to see different character in me, I decided to split it here. And also I cannot let Lestat ruined my life by showing in the public.

This is me, unmask, uncensored, forced by Lucifer, guided by Dyonisos, it is me, Lestat. If you like what I write it that’s mean you like me. It's mean you accept the right or wrong me, the saint me and evil me. If you don’t, well, please find "the boring me version". That guy who make this stupid blog for me. He is good, the problem is when gone bad he said I did it. Yeah, better you make friend with my dear saint mastermind.

Schizo, divided, torn apart.
So, Welcome to my dark mind.

Nitimur in vetitum

2004-09-29T19:35:00.001+07:00

What do you care about this?
Nothin concern with your business.
This is my private decision to relocate my masked mind into a "whatever i want" sentences, to talk without privacy, without tendency, and without mask to cover my mind. This is me unmasked, this is me uncontrolled. This is a victory of my ego. The dominant side of my "Alter". To let my darkest thought win, to denies anybody who think they knew me.

No, you did not. Not a single thing of my passion, not a single thing of my disruptive mind. My egocentric mind. No body ever nodus that i will think this way, and may be they will get never would. Thanks to Fa. For the inspiration to unmasked all of thing behind a charming faces, my wiseguy look, MY GLORIUS MASK.

So let me introduce you to my dear Lestat, a character who imitates a legendary vampires. Long before Edward came to novelties, Lestat is the cassanova. His touch make my life not plain, it was as bored as a teenager with a chess board and turn it into something bitter but sweet. Dyonisos guide him, give another appetizing character. Like a well mix dark premium chocolate.
Dark and thick, bitter and sweet.

His presence ripped my introverties, came a long with Dyonisos in teen age. Born in my theater age, in stage act, in the beauty of the poetry, in dark novel, in Nietzche books, in my exploration for my dark inner space. I sometime believe he lurked in my childhood misery and bursted out to let me feel happy.

He make my life more live. Lestat have gift in touching emotion, have strength to work with passion, have charm in speaking to another beautiful mind, have magnetism for those who lust for soulmates or mindrival. Lestat is mastermind, is romance, is art, is charm, is emphatic, is ambition, is passion, is Id.

Lestat offered me a complete virtue of the darkpath
Lestat is me