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Cyberdevil
Bamboo Shoots!

Age 34, Male

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Posted by Cyberdevil - October 21st, 2009


Capture the momentum
Splintum of recognization
Rapture by the bullet
Mouthfulls grimwhile dusty ground

Gravel reaches right
Straight surfaces face in place
Blood levitating vertically downwards
Fallster away sterner command

Ledium dumbfounds cranium kilo
Hole transperece within minutes zero
Tilesef in portrayl splatter contempts
Journey towards there - ground!

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 21st, 2009


Stop!
You move a little
Too much
You move a little
Too much without
Touch
You cannot live
Life just for the sake
Of being
You will break
Just as soon
As you redeem him

Stop!
When the time is right
And flow
Out to bristle trees
your vow
Is not one of fools
You sow
Not enough
To eat them
Now

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 21st, 2009


VRRRR
KRR-RR
DR-CH-DR-CHKRCHKR
DCHK-DCHK-DCHHKK
SHUKDASSHIII-I-I-I-I
CHUR-I-I-II-EIIIII-II-II-II
CHI--I--I-E-D-KDK
D-K-D

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 21st, 2009


There is
Still room
For four
more

There will be
Enough time
For another
Three

But now there's only
Two
When we wonder without
You

And now there's only me
Now that the countdown begun
And the others slowly flee
Until one

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 20th, 2009


I don't need to
Suck poison from your vein
I don't need to
Tell you that you're insane
I don't need to
Be a part of your game
i don't need to
See the art in your name
I don't need to
Park cars in the shade
I don't need to
Wonder where I was made
I don't need to
Bow my head in shame
Still I bleed to
Your pain

Still I need to
Still, I needle
My slain

Foes
In freedom

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 18th, 2009


I'll walk with you
I'll keep your pace
It's not a run
It's not a race

I'll stay beside
I'll wade through life
I'll swim when my
Feet don't reach

And if you rise
Into the sky
I'll learn to fly
I'll learn to soar

When I am here
Beside you
You won't need to be
Alone, no more

Poetry by Me


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 16th, 2009


I'm inside the living room when suddenly a tow truck drives up on the terrace, I wonder how the towtruck got there, because it's pretty big and our terrace isn't on ground level. I walk towards the window and notice that they've sawed off the edges of our fence and that there's a platform a little lower down, maybe they built a staircase for it I think. It's much further down than it is in reality, maybe 50 meters (dream, not reality). My mother is in the room with me, watching TV, so we move towards the window for a better look. The tow truck plunges through the next fence in the row (we live in connected houses, we're on the edge) but doesn't seem to manage much further. The driver and his wife are speaking about something. They decide to go back down, and suddenly me and my mother are in a trailer attached to the towtruck. It takes the first step in the stair of platforms, and the rear end seems to bend almost to a 90 degree angle with the weight of the trailer attached. It loses grip off the trailer upon bending and we fall down into a ravine below, though it's not a ravine anymore, it's a widely stretched landscape, a large open desert with plenty of cactai and other dry vegetation. It's not a scary fall, despite the length, and when we land nobody gets hurt, we cling on to furniture and manage to stay on the same place. The trailer suddenly starts spinning, as if it had been detached at full speed, and I am left in it. It whirls around a couple of times before I manage to jump out of the open door, do a summersault, and land really profesionally standing up. I'm proud of myself in the dream.

The trailer whirls on and dissapears in the distance, I see my mother standing with the driver and wife a hundred meters away, and I start walking towards them. They're happy that I'm alive and everyone seems happy, and that's when I woke up, at five in the morning.


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 16th, 2009


I hope I have to downgrade to play their game. :/

Emageview


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 16th, 2009


I discovered MediaFire sometime last year, a great file hosting website for those of you who don't know it. The big ones like MegaUpload & RapidShare have always been there in front of everything, and the other common runner ups like zShare, HotFiles, DepositFiles, etcetc - but MediaFire was new to me, and it was (and is still) the absolutely best file uploading service I can find. They don't allow more than 100MB per file, but still, unlimited uploads - account to go with that - the ability to share files or keep them private, and no download queues at all (that's where they rise above RapidShare & MegaUpload & all others by like %300)! No visible ads either, and fast servers, it just goes WOOSH and then you have your file - uploaded or downloaded, same amazing speed.

So as I said, I found FileFactory, a site that allowed 300MB uploads and gives registered users 100GB storage space, this can easily be divided up into folders, and the speed is fantastic here as well. They show more ads, but otherwise they are a great alternative to MediaFire. I use both of these sites, and on the second one, as the post below states, I'm now hosting a directory of movies. There is one thing that bothers me, and it shouldn't be bothering me, it's the upload speed. The site is so resource demanding that I can't access any other websites while uploading my files. This is a good thing, the files get uploaded quicker and I get to practice spending time offline for a change, but still, it would be nice being ableto translate something - or search for something - or post a blog - like this (had to wait one hour and a half until I got to post this post, files worth 1GB uploaded, and my ISP caps the upload at 100 kbps or lower). So yeah, here's a post for promotion. If you haven't been there, sign up! And use my referal URL while you're at it. ;)

Two great file hosting sites than, and there are probably more of them, anyone care to share links?


Posted by Cyberdevil - October 16th, 2009


My thoughts blurry this morning, later day. I walk onto an island, through the water. I see a man in a motorboat between land and island, looking towards me. The water looks dark and deep and I wonder how I walked over here, did I walk on the water? I don't want to walk back, because I don't want to get wet, and the water is cold, so I search the island for an exit. There is a valley in the middle of the island, seemingly below the water level, all the houses are white, brown and beige, stone and wood, and they all have beautiful gardens and large green trees surrounding them. They aren't just square boxes, they are built in the most abstract of manners, but I see no people. I keep walking, and suddenly I've changed location.

I am now in a room full of people, they sit by tables, looks a bit like a lunchroom, but they are not eating. I speak to them and I think I'm trying to sell them something really great, but that's all I remember. :(