Before I go on, here are the Latin (I think) lyrics for the very nice although chilling background music.

hellatorius victorialis (warlike; victory)
erastus necessitas (lovers; death)
honararius despondeo (honour; despair)
spiritus obdormio (life; death)
patriota gladiator (country; fighter)
afflictio ommento (pain; waiting)
divinitus salutaris (heaven; salvation)
furtivus libertas (furtive love; freedom)

As one can probably infer, its from Rome: Total War. One of the bestest games of all time.

An idea just came into my head during dinner last night; its about a movie. Well, I would call it Dejavu (pardon the lack of accent) but it would have met copyright infringement anyway.

Let's just say that a murder is carried out, and somehow, all the characters involved have visions of what had happened. As in the title. Then maybe the investigator has them more frequently and is conflicting on whether to trust them or not, maybe when he envisions the murderer visiting some place and he has to consider whether or not to station a police division there or follow his supervisor's instructions. And maybe one of them goes crazy. Then one of them intentionally goes against his primary vision, and is soon shot dead. But basically every one of the characters are involved in this supernatural thingum.

Then maybe in the end, the murderer might have envisioned his fall. And in doing so, makes no effort to stand up to the investigator. Even if, somehow, all the odds are stacked against the latter. Like, criminal backup or perhaps the investigator has one bullet left. So the murderer blindly submits to his visions and lets the investigator kills him. Then perhaps, the investigator notices a ticking noise, then suddenly has the dejavu feeling, then closes his eyes and is blown to high heavens.

Main theme is how man is easily made to submit to his own fate, even if the circumstances are in complete favor of him. Perhaps a weakness? I dunno, it would be nice if I had the resources to put this idea into play though. Send it somewhere or something. Yeah, hopefully this big movie star happens to come across my blog! (grumble)

Been spamming Star Wars these few days, resulting in an exponentially decreasing productivity rate. Haven't started on my AEP work. Nope, even though Monday was supposed to be work day or something. Bloody hell. I am operating at -42 fongs/minute.

MY ZAKUM BROKE. Mom pulled something then it fell down and its crown shattered. Sian, don't want to put it together again. Then she was like, "Aiyah, you should have finished it a long time ago!" Then I grumbled, "I did."

Finished learning and memorizing the Stairway to Heaven intro in like, an hour. Now practicing a lot coz its addictive and I can't really stop playing it. Heck.

I tried to forget the day laughter reigned, and
now I fail to recall.

Dunno, I think I'm just posting to like, inform everyone what I've been doing all day long. It'll make some feel better, might make some feel bad. I hope its the former, and its the reason I'm relaying my timetable through these monologues. Just to share and assure.

Browsed through some of the pictures taken a long time back. Well, to me its a long time back. Smiles? Laughter? I can almost hear the excited chattering, yet where did it go? Why is it that the society splits an invulnerably bonded, closely attached group of twenty seven that had, in fact, made a legacy, a legend. As the special ones, the one class that was different from all the rest.

And now, people don't even say hi? Have we submitted to the boring compliance of society? Has all the warmth, all the friendship been lost? What was it all for? Why is everything so.

Fragile.

Azazyl

Stench of humanity,
The rot of those fair.
Despair!
Of lost sanity and
Dreams never there.