Fill in the blanks--- L_S_R
Acid
But we are not against them. We don’t hate them either. In fact, life is tolerant to everyone who wants to live their lives according to their own choices. For us, we choose to dream and make that little dream far closer to reality. But the more we get close to what we aspire in our chosen field, the heavier the challenge has become and the storms keep swirling from a distance. We only have hope and optimism; I think these are the same warm feelings that keep us moving on for the past year. We compliment each other for having such courageous heart to chase that piece of luck and success.
Whether we like it or not, there are some masquerading personas who keep throwing acidic words and comments in our blog. Claiming false tales and opinions about our group. They feed their egos with our every downfall and lapses. But we realize that they’re getting the wrong impression about us and worse, they’re not succeeding in their schemes to pull us back to their self-made hell.
Months ago, there was this “unidentified” commentator in the blog claiming that he’s so badly “perplexed” (remember the keyword, people!) with a label in our artwork when we call ourselves world-class animators. Weeks after I erased it since he is so bothered by it (or he wants to attach it in his ass), he continued his rampage.Sure, his shots for acidic comments were attention-grabbing for some of us. But I was not that much alarmed knowing I could easily tapped through my hidden premonition that this persona was the one who has been doing this for the rest of his life—what an insignificant life lived by crab-living saint who feeds in poisoning other’s existence. Weeks and months passed but the acidic comments keep coming in. But I intentionally ignored most of them knowing that these are just excess emotions of someone who struggled so hard to earn some artistic respect from other artists. You see, if you’re an artist it is our nature to crave for affirmation and appreciation but sadly for his half-shallow artistic life, his artistic attempts were mostly ignored by the rest. I think it’s just his “wishful-thinkings” and “overblown-mega-ego” that makes him thinks that his artistic shots were sincerely affirmed by other artists. Truth is, behind the back of their mind, they loath, they puke and were unimpressed with his “worse-than-fido-dido-paper-doll” doodling. But he won’t even try to wake up from his hallucinated-slumber. The guts is so gutsy-tough-luck, hail-me-or-you’ll-go-to-hell ego-trip, all smokes and mirrors orchestrated by an old man who-can’t-prolonged-human-population (I guess that would be the worse one I could shoot).
Let’s get back to the keyword please (“perplexed” right?). One time, he directly emailed us stating that he has no idea or participation in orchestrating those nasty comments in the blog, and that he is living his life in heavenly prosperity for a long time now. Nice try pal. In fact—it was a very convincing and flawless declaration of innocence. But I see or read beyond my two eyes with your saintly cover-ups as I dig right through your rusty soul. Let’s dig through your masquerade---how could you ethically deny participation in those acidic comments when you unconsciously using the same “keyword”? Yes Mr. Brutus, your acidic comments and your blog entries have all the same generic-crappy intros and keyword--- “I was perplexed to know/read/realize…etc.”. Sounds familiar? They say you can’t catch a fish with its tail but right through his mouth. Who are you dancing with “tango and salsa” with your flowering declaration of innocence? Tell it to the marines…and yes, to some mermaids you have outwitted with your conniving schemes. Plain coincidence? I disagree. Our “writings” are unconsciously reflection of us and identity similar to every person’s distinct DNA. You wrote a predictable screenplay for your “Stepen-King-like” novel clocked with pedigree-fed-mega-ego this time.
Bits of tales about your mega-ego and acidic-schemes have been swirling the mouths of your former best-artist pals a few months ago. One time, a foreign producer/investor asked your pals to submit a short anime clip as some kind of test audition but at the end of the day after they submitted their works to you, you evade them by sending your own ugly-fugly flash-gruesome clip. The backlash: your awful-clip was dump big time, as in kicked-out from the list, erased… and your old pals talked behind your back on how treacherous, manipulative, insecure, self-appraising and ugly-hearted “artis-artisan” you are. My guess: you’re not even half their artistic prowess in reality.
So please wake up Brutus, spinach won’t work to level up your flair for the big “A”, believe me. And yes, I wrote this post without using foul languages like the ones you did and I would never ever resort in commenting in your dusty-crappy ancient blog that remained faithful with your generic “perplexed” keyword. It’s so outdated and less interesting blog to read. Now, who’s intro is crappy and obvious? Stop running around the bush and admit that you’re a sore loser.
Climactic tagline: blogging law in this side of the planet does not yet exist and has never been existed at all. So who do you threaten with your mega-ego “sue-us-thing” when my writings are non-libelous at all? Did you found your name in between the lines? Hehe…none of the above.
(end of phase one)
No comments:
Post a Comment