Enjoy the things that transpire here. Take it at will. Enter the void.

Friday, June 23, 2006

What are you waiting for?

Get up. Wake up.
Break the noise.
Silence, Absence.

What are you waiting for?

Take control,
Grab the ropes,
The wheel it turns,
But do not despair.

Take it easy
No Way
Pave the way ahead right now
and don't let the time stop glowing.

What are you waiting for?

There is no more time for him.
You are free.

You have the key.

Use it wisely.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Moving Procession

The Kreative Playground has now *merged* with another, partner site - Aesthetic Ice - which is also hosted (and authored) by KREATIVE. This site is freely accessible, all you have to do is CLICK HERE!
Thanks for being with us for the short time that we were on our own.
If you would like to find out more information, including the motviaton behind the merge - please contact Kreative HERE - if enough response is gathered a public information notice maybe released!

There's not a cloud in the sky...

We fade away
Looking for time
And we never find it
The Clock Ticks

We fade away
Listening to silent voices
Amidst the chaos
The Clock Ticks

We fade away
Dreaming broken awakenings
Always repeating
The Clock Ticks

The Clock it ticks, and we all fade away.

There's not a cloud in the sky, it's as blue as the back of my mind,
and I don't have much to say, now that you've gone away.

There's not a cloud in the sky, it's as blue as the blue in my mind,
and I don't know what to say, when did we fade away?


We fade away,
We all decay,
Necessary array,
And the clock ticks

And, there's not a cloud in the sky, it's as blue as you and I,
and I don't know what to say, when we both fade away.

No, there's not a cloud in the sky, it's as blue as blue - we can't fly,
and I don't know how what to say...now that I have faded away....

Monday, May 29, 2006


I don't have any enemies. At least to my knowledge. Perhaps around exam time, time itself may well become the closest thing I have to an adversary.

But, thinking about it I do have a vendetta. Not against someone, but something. The astute should have realized by now by the title of this piece that I am talking about, of course, sleep. It's not that I depise sleeping - I actually enjoy it - to a point. The problem is, I am one of "those people" whom have difficulty getting to sleep, and difficulty waking up again. Left to my own devices I could quite easily sleep for 10-12 hours, and I think that even 12-16 would not be without question. It is this fact which I possess a "vendetta" against, and this means that I must fight a battle.

My weapons are many, from caffeine (mostly from soft-drinks as I only rarely drink coffee) and the ultimate - the alarm clock. Unfortunately for me, however, the alarm clock is a double edged sword. It fights off the beast that is "sleep" quite well - waking me up rather promptly - but, when I awake I suffer from a form of what I simply call - jetlag. Except, there was no jet, and unfortunately not even any flying. The point is I wake up angry - in a foul mood. This lasts about 30 minutes or so, perhaps longer - especially if I wake up around 5-7am, it seems that no matter how much sleep I get, unless I wake up later than 7 I will be very, very cranky.

Why am I articulating this aspect of my life right now - I'm not really sure but I am looking for some kind of solution. --- And on a related note does anyone else think ill of the western worlds addiction to coffee? Maybe thats my problem - I'm not enough of an addict...


Sunday, May 28, 2006

Passing Time

We live.

This is our function, our purpose is it not? Is it not true that if you believe in an after life, then life itself here in earthrealm is nothing more than sitting out the front of a doctors' waiting for an appointment. My issue is - are we not just passing time - everything we do, used to be merely to preserve ourselves, that is - to survive. But why? We live today so that we can live tomorrow. These days we have covered up our basic survivalist nature and seek out entertainment, whereever we can get it. - But, as always the bottom line is - we are covering up the fact that we are wasting time.

Not to say for a moment that we should stop going on living - but one wonders what is the point. With no religious framework to work in the doctor is never there, and the wait is a total waste of time - if you say you exist to have children what purpose does that serve - so that they can too waste time? - And what of those who are non religious or at least do not believe in any kind of "after" life and also have no children - there choice or otherwise.

If you are religous then your meaning of life is probably inherent. Hence it probably defines your purpose for "passing time." But how can so many religions be right at the same time, and in the same strain how can they all be wrong...

I've said it before and I shall say it again - There is something wrong with the world.

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Barricades in time

From the Desk of Kreative Tendencies
"Barricades in Time"
Moving forward. Time does this every moment, it never receeds, nor turns around back on itself. Life. Repetition. Chaos. An intrinisic linkage into the unknown. One day I will wake up. I will haul my self out of my bed, and prepare to face the day that lies in front of me. Without even knowing it, I will wake up to the day of my own death.
Simply sitting here, writing this exposition, is an act of ageing. The world around me seems somewhat still, there is an air of peace in the wind that exists in the darkness outside of my window. Despite the movement and bustle of people going about daily activities, there is a stillness in the air.
Is death stillness? There is relative calm everywhere you look, even at ground zero - the chaos that is at the surface is simply a superficial barracade, it can be seen through, and trained eyes can view the serenity that lies within.
This serenity is life. But is it death also?
A point most definetly worth pondering.


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