Vigdis,
The whole reason over this meet.
Only you people would ever travel four hours just for lunch.
"Let me pick your brain." You said.
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I waited for your arrival. Curious rather than nervous.
At exactly 3:00pm, you came waving at me on this open view two-storey cafe with a deck overlooking the countless sea of office workers trying to get back to work as lunch time was about to end.
Shorter than what I'd imagine.
With baggy eyes and rather skinny appeal, different. Not to mention a thin black trench coat which has become somewhat of a signature of your so-called "society". Nevertheless, something about you that gives this chilled presence unlike her, the other one of you I've met.
You sat next to me.
"What is someone as statuette as you doing here rather than being down there as one of them?" You greeted. hello to you too.
"One would say the same. Like your sir, I don't go to work, work comes to me." some would call it freelancing, I'd call it freedom-of-choice.
You nodded with a small smirk at the side.
"So what brings you to this meeting?" I asked. they told you I was 'straight to the point'.
"Vigdis." You replied.
Vigdis was an article I wrote based on the idea of writers (or rather crafters) who would use these encoding, encryption - steganography would be the correct term for it; in their pieces to deliver messages between two parties. Even from Ancient Greek, the word steganos means "cover, roof" and grapho is to "to write". In which, you and your co-writer(s) were mentioned in as well as several sources from different medias.
To the naked eye, an article like this would be seen as nothing more than a conspiracy junkie trying to rage against the media on how it's brainwashing the subconscious mind of it viewers/readers. A rant towards the media underworld. like one of those internet-ranters who didn't believe in the moon-landing - one would call them idiots but some would say 'liberators'.
However, the article itself had it's own hidden message. my own attempt at steganography.
Which if broken down, would show...
"Secretive people and people with secrets are two completely different beings." You said.
With a deep gaze as one hand holds the article closer towards your face and the other holding your chin up barely covering your mouth.
I smiled. the second person to finally get it.
written by Fi. edited by I.O.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
the unwritten expectations
Sometimes all you need is someone to just be there for you,
and you just happen be in the right time at the right place.
Maybe, you're just part of cruel joke.
M
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Like all of our lovely greets, "You're an idiot."
"Good to hear from you too, love."
Despite the fact that you've been away for the past four weeks, you still had time to entertain my uncertainty. We didn't speak that long but long enough to tell you my story - or what's left of it.
Silence fell. As I stared at the phone, wondering if our lines got disconnected. Can't help but to be reminded that at the corner of my eye sat the whole main topic of this agenda.
le sigh.
"Have you ever stood in the same room as her and wondered 'why am I here?'", you asked.
"Yeah."
You replied, "When you know why, then you decide to send it or not."
The message which reads,
être poursuivi.
written by I.O and Fi.
and you just happen be in the right time at the right place.
Maybe, you're just part of cruel joke.
M
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Like all of our lovely greets, "You're an idiot."
"Good to hear from you too, love."
Despite the fact that you've been away for the past four weeks, you still had time to entertain my uncertainty. We didn't speak that long but long enough to tell you my story - or what's left of it.
Silence fell. As I stared at the phone, wondering if our lines got disconnected. Can't help but to be reminded that at the corner of my eye sat the whole main topic of this agenda.
le sigh.
"Have you ever stood in the same room as her and wondered 'why am I here?'", you asked.
"Yeah."
You replied, "When you know why, then you decide to send it or not."
The message which reads,
"I didn't do it on purpose.."
être poursuivi.
written by I.O and Fi.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
nice to see you again, mate.
A conversation between the usual cashier and a regular customer.
excuse the random-ness.
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"Hey, nice to see you again, mate. How are ya?"
Cheers.
excuse the random-ness.
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"Hey, nice to see you again, mate. How are ya?"
"Hey. Good thanks. Yourself?"Yeah, good good. Buying stuff for yourself or your girlfriend again?"
"Haha. No no, it's all for me. She's not my girlfriend.""Pity. You two look good together."
Cheers.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
the unsent message
San Churros, September 4.
"Are you going to send it or not?" You asked.
I kept staring at the message, reading it over and over again. Completely ignoring what you said.
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It's exactly what I would like to say. But the question is, should I?
"Maybe it's just in my head. You know my tendency of over-thinking."
As our desserts arrived, all you did was rub your forehead. Sensing all I'm doing is finding an excuse not to send it. Like a friend once said, the higher the risk, the larger the rewards. but then again, the deeper the downfall if it fails.
"What if it's too much?"
You shrugged. an 'up-to-you' shrug.
I couldn't. Despite my best efforts to have the courage to send it, I just couldn't. The thought of the possible risk of rupturing whatever that was left of our friendship, held me back from doing so.
I just don't want to be seen as that over-dramatic guy. Sorry, you kind-of are.
But what if it did work? I've never been as comfortable around someone or someone who was so comfortably open to me. Keyword there, was. Would it restore what we had before? probably - not.
Alas, it remains at the back of a moleskin filled with notes.
The message which ends,
être poursuivi.
written by I.O and Fi.
"Are you going to send it or not?" You asked.
I kept staring at the message, reading it over and over again. Completely ignoring what you said.
-
It's exactly what I would like to say. But the question is, should I?
"Maybe it's just in my head. You know my tendency of over-thinking."
As our desserts arrived, all you did was rub your forehead. Sensing all I'm doing is finding an excuse not to send it. Like a friend once said, the higher the risk, the larger the rewards. but then again, the deeper the downfall if it fails.
"What if it's too much?"
You shrugged. an 'up-to-you' shrug.
I couldn't. Despite my best efforts to have the courage to send it, I just couldn't. The thought of the possible risk of rupturing whatever that was left of our friendship, held me back from doing so.
I just don't want to be seen as that over-dramatic guy. Sorry, you kind-of are.
But what if it did work? I've never been as comfortable around someone or someone who was so comfortably open to me. Keyword there, was. Would it restore what we had before? probably - not.
Alas, it remains at the back of a moleskin filled with notes.
The message which ends,
"And I'm sorry if I did, hope to hear from you."
être poursuivi.
written by I.O and Fi.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
the pale blue dot
"The Earth is a very small stage in vast cosmic arena.
On it, everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of - every human being whoever was, lived out their lives.
Thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines.
Every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every hero and coward - every creator and destroyer of civilization, every saint and sinner in the history of our species, think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance.
The delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light; and underscores our responsibility and to preserve and cherish..
..the pale blue dot."
- Interlude
On it, everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of - every human being whoever was, lived out their lives.
Thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines.
Every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every hero and coward - every creator and destroyer of civilization, every saint and sinner in the history of our species, think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance.
The delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light; and underscores our responsibility and to preserve and cherish..
..the pale blue dot."
- Interlude
Friday, September 4, 2009
no subject
After who knows how long, it arrives - a reply.
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People like us, we treat people like assets.
Assets with certain capabilities, we befriend.
Assets we contact for a purpose - an opportunity.
Assets we maintain for our own benefit.
Once the asset has fulfill our original need, they would then be deemed useless.
Thereafter, all ties would be severed.
People like us,
We don't care about these assets.
We won't wonder what they are doing.
We won't care what happens to them when they go missing.
We won't miss her scent when she leaves the room.
"la vie en rose."
-Anonymous
p.s. no matter how hard you try, you're not going to be one of us.
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People like us, we treat people like assets.
Assets with certain capabilities, we befriend.
Assets we contact for a purpose - an opportunity.
Assets we maintain for our own benefit.
Once the asset has fulfill our original need, they would then be deemed useless.
Thereafter, all ties would be severed.
People like us,
We don't care about these assets.
We won't wonder what they are doing.
We won't care what happens to them when they go missing.
We won't miss her scent when she leaves the room.
"la vie en rose."
-Anonymous
p.s. no matter how hard you try, you're not going to be one of us.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
it has to happen eventually.
A few days ago, you said
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The keyword to this is, expectations.
All of us have an idea of a good idea date. The interests, conversation, chemistry, and of course, first impressions . These are the usual things that could make a good date, great but they can also be the criteria that we place onto ourselves and others that causes bad dates.
When we start placing expectations and the date doesn't live up to them, things go sour real quick.
Honestly, there's nothing wrong with being picky.
Of course! But, you shouldn't place expectations for the first date. After all, it's called the first date.
A first date should be a moment where two people really get to know each other, romantically. Hangouts, gathering, shopping sprees, or parties - none of these should be considered as a "date" as people tend to be in a different set of atmosphere or mood. A first date should be more of an introductory to the possible relationship.
Now, just because two people really hit it off on their first date, it doesn't really mean that the person is the right one. We've grown to learn that even if two people who do have a lot of common interests and desires, there is still a possibility for a very sad ending - like finding that someone with someone else and you kind of knew it but didn't really acknowledge it because it seems impossible, somehow.
case and point. sorry love.
Sometimes, the kindest of faces have the coldest of hearts.
Anyway,
Even if two people don't really get along or have much chemistry happening on their first date, it doesn't mean their not the one either. It is possible for someone to be able to eventually grow into your heart, like...
Childhood friends who end up falling for each other.
The little annoyance around you that you didn't realize how quiet it was without them around.
Or that one person, who'd wake up at 6am pretending he wasn't sleeping, just to listen to you when you needed someone to talk to.
Most people expect the perfect first date has to be a memorable one. But most memorable moments happen without you ever realizing it - it just happens.
Bottom line, if you have to place expectations, place expectations on yourself!
co-written by M.
"if you don't try, how can you ever find out?"
"There's no such thing as a bad first date. First dates can only be either really good, or just okay."A lecture by the lovely M.
-
The keyword to this is, expectations.
All of us have an idea of a good idea date. The interests, conversation, chemistry, and of course, first impressions . These are the usual things that could make a good date, great but they can also be the criteria that we place onto ourselves and others that causes bad dates.
When we start placing expectations and the date doesn't live up to them, things go sour real quick.
Honestly, there's nothing wrong with being picky.
Of course! But, you shouldn't place expectations for the first date. After all, it's called the first date.
A first date should be a moment where two people really get to know each other, romantically. Hangouts, gathering, shopping sprees, or parties - none of these should be considered as a "date" as people tend to be in a different set of atmosphere or mood. A first date should be more of an introductory to the possible relationship.
Now, just because two people really hit it off on their first date, it doesn't really mean that the person is the right one. We've grown to learn that even if two people who do have a lot of common interests and desires, there is still a possibility for a very sad ending - like finding that someone with someone else and you kind of knew it but didn't really acknowledge it because it seems impossible, somehow.
case and point. sorry love.
Sometimes, the kindest of faces have the coldest of hearts.
Anyway,
Even if two people don't really get along or have much chemistry happening on their first date, it doesn't mean their not the one either. It is possible for someone to be able to eventually grow into your heart, like...
Childhood friends who end up falling for each other.
The little annoyance around you that you didn't realize how quiet it was without them around.
Or that one person, who'd wake up at 6am pretending he wasn't sleeping, just to listen to you when you needed someone to talk to.
Most people expect the perfect first date has to be a memorable one. But most memorable moments happen without you ever realizing it - it just happens.
Bottom line, if you have to place expectations, place expectations on yourself!
co-written by M.
"if you don't try, how can you ever find out?"
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