Music you can ask for

If you ever plan on having an original composed music just for you, but can't do the notes, or want to have your new RPG or Visual Novel an awesome soundtrack or background music, then THIS guy is absolutely what you're lookin' for!
I worked with him for more than 2 years now, Johnathan Johnson is your modern JoJo. He compose music, writes fantasy novels, rants about anime and movies, expresses his views in feminism and codes his own visual novels and RPGs! Not to mention this guy's punctuality is unparalleled, (I'm waaaay no match to this guy!) and most of all, his music is AFFORDABLE. But he sure doesn't compromise on quality! Try him- pretty sure you'll be back for more! 

You can check out his Tumblr here!

Open up your bloody heart!

Opening up my heart…. Is not something easy to do, specially if it’s written. That’s why I really admire writers- those people who can express their feelings in words, making it easier for people to understand. How do writers do it? Like, if they are lonely, they can relate their loneliness with other things such as lumps of metals, or if they’re inlove, it’s like they’re in a middle of a storm or something, while I, when I want to ask someone for an interview, always end up sounding rude or stupid?!

Expression-  is something, I think, that should be taught in schools. I heard there’s even a problem with males who are finding it hard to get a wife just because they are afraid they will be rejected! Hey, that’s not even just a problem with expression, but also with confidence! Man up, man!

Wow, typing this is really my way to tell you I’m trying to express myself. Yes, I want to be heard! But I still like it to be more artistic… something that will make me transfer how I feel to others- that the making of a good literature for me. Even if it’s just a person ranting about nonsense, expressing wrong opinion or immorality, if it can grip me into reading it and keep on going, then it’s really a great self expression.

And it can be dangerous.

My First Love - Haruki Murakami's 'Sputnik Sweetheart'

 “It made her think of Laika, the dog. The man-made satellite streaking soundlessly across the blackness of outer space. The dark, lustrous eyes of the dog gazing out of the tiny window. In the infinite loneliness of space, what could Laika possibly be looking at?” 

Ever heard of Haruki Murakami?
I never did four years ago. And never will if it wasn't for my former school and unembellished apartment. It was that kind of lifestyle where I can do almost everything I want, but find it rather useless.
My roommate was a messy bisexual (messy not just in our room, but also in her relationships) who was also my co-worker. Everytime she smokes makes me leave the room instantly, good thing there's a lounge where there's a bookshelf with old relics- the old notebooks owned by our landlord's children, old japanese fashion magazines, old travel magazines, old medical books, ah... everything's old in that shelf as I scan for something worth reading, then I saw something eyecatching.... a naked japanese lady on a pocketbook cover! Wow! Instantly fell for it. Haruki Murakami... Is that a girl's name? That was my thought as I read the plot on the back cover... hm.... lesbians, something my roomie would like. Might give this a try so I can understand her a little, I thought.
So I just read the book while on class, while at work, in my room while my roomie is flirting with her girlfriend. The large fonts makes reading it easier. I think I finished it in just a week (was my fastest since I'm working full time and studying part-time. I hate reading fast!) and find myself slowly falling inlove with it. I read many novels before, not quite a lot but sure more than five, and it's the first time I fell inlove with a novel. I don't really know why, the story is quite simple and might not make such impressions to others. Even the narrator, who is in love with the leading lady is not trying to be remembered since his real name is not even revealed! (he is only known as "K".... maybe he's Kyon?!) But something about Murakami's writing induces the emotion I really love in a story.... loneliness.
Yes, loneliness. It's about a girl who just found out she's a lesbian after falling inlove with an older lady, and confiding it to her friend (K) who is actually inlove with her but is to shy to tell (but not too shy to commit adultery with his student's mom). Sounds promising, eh? Something that I though will end in a common "pocket book" manner like a happy ending or just full of drama and such. But I was wrong. Yes, it's quite sexual (I read other novels by Murakami, seem like he likes sex a lot) but the sex they do doesn't seem to produce them pleasure. It felt like they became more distant, or realized their loneliness after such acts. I think this quote from the book explains it:

 “And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they're nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant we'd be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing.” 

After I finished reading it, I just put it back on the shelf, offering my rommie to read it. Few days after that, I moved back to my parents and quit work and transfer school (because of reasons, not because of the book or my messy rommie by the way...) I felt like I missed that book, so I went back to the apartment and searched for it, planning to buy it from the landlord, but can't find it. I asked my roomie if she still have it, but she's not the 'reader' type so she said she put it back to the shelf. Someone else from the flat might still be reading it, so I just left. A year after, I planned to steal that book! I can't find a copy on the bookstores! (and it's my first Murakami book... Kafka on the Shore sucks!) I'm desperate, I need it in my life! But still, someone didn't returned it, or already stole it before me!

I still regret not eloping with my first love. Not even an ebook or pdf file can fill up the longing in my heart. But somehow I hope it's in good hands now... someone who will fall in love with it the way I did.

Primordial Soups are not made with Chickens!

Welcome to my personal mind in public view!
I'm quite the polyglot so you might find me posting something more than just a single language here. Just random rantings- because that's what my mind always have.