Phone Post!

Monday, August 23, 2010

Before I dedicate the remaining hours of the day to a life of a historian (I use this term very loosely for reading zealously has impressed upon me as an innate, fundamental nature of a Historian.), I have decided to exercise liberty with regards to the personal indulgence which for the past week has been denied to me owing to the constrains of both time and personal matters that needed attending to.

I have but 2 thick readings, for both my History exposure module and Japanese General Education Module, piled neatly on top of my desk, waiting for the pages to be flipped, waiting to be read. By god, will I ever be able to sleep tonight?

But self-lamenting over my bad time management has to be put aside for now (I dare think 99.9% of my blog posts are concerned most predominantly by my academic issues.) for I have designed a new method to complement/substitute the incessant ramblings which I had ungraciously poured onto this blog. I call it the 'Phone Post!' xD

For boredom pervaded my being and I, restless at having waited long for the inconsistent arrival of my bus, typed into my phone a little story, a drabble if you may wish to call it.

So this is my first drabble.
I love you but you are not mine, I will hold you in my prison regardless for your absence will be my undoing. Run. Run. Relentlessly will I pursue and hound your every footsteps till your last breath of resistance and hatred fades into the countenance of the dark sky. Finale. A fine work of art you are; a beauty discolored first by the blade which has your eyes reflect of a perpetual fear, bathed next in your pool of crimson freshness. I love you.. now you are mine... And now, you are mine.

And then my bus came swerving around the bend!

I did a little image search on a Japanese tragic hero, Minamoto No Yoshitsune, having been enthralled by my Japanese readings' (Nobility of Failure by Ivan Morris) glorifying depiction of this Samurai warrior as an "effeminate beauty, slender figure and beautiful, feminine features."



It is quite apparent of which, in a sane person's perception, images above contains a higher level of realism and resemblance to the actual hero himself. But for the sake of bringing greater love and entertainment to my study of the Japanese Heian Period, I shall very obstinately stick to the former's depiction of Yoshitsune. xD

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