<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:33:34.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compendiums of Moment</title><subtitle type='html'>Philosophical Compendiums</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-5961349321045188201</id><published>2011-09-27T08:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:14:03.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - An Adult</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;An adult is someone who see life as fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As an overgrown kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A person who can face the children with a smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;They laugh and have fun for the sake of making the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;children envious of being a grown up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To teach them that life can fulfill desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this song I sum it all up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samy Deluxe - Eines Tages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ja, ich war schon arm&lt;br /&gt;Und war schon reich&lt;br /&gt;Dachte alles ändert sich&lt;br /&gt;Das meiste blieb gleich&lt;br /&gt;Ich wollte das Spotlight&lt;br /&gt;Und wollte den Fame&lt;br /&gt;Dann hat ich ihn und wünschte&lt;br /&gt;Mich würd keiner erkenn'&lt;br /&gt;Ich war schon oben&lt;br /&gt;Und war schon unten&lt;br /&gt;Hab überall mein Glück gesucht&lt;br /&gt;Und nirgens gefunden&lt;br /&gt;Und hab gelernt&lt;br /&gt;Egal was ich hab, es ist nie das, was ich will&lt;br /&gt;Nie das, nie das....doch  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eines Tages, werd ich wieder glücklich, weil&lt;br /&gt;Ich weiß&lt;br /&gt;Irgenwann wirds besser sein&lt;br /&gt;Eines Tages&lt;br /&gt;Wird mein Traum zur Wirklichkeit&lt;br /&gt;Und ich bin endlich mit mir selbst im Rein'&lt;br /&gt;Eines Tages werd ich wieder glücklich, weil&lt;br /&gt;Ich weiß&lt;br /&gt;Irgendwann wirds besser sein&lt;br /&gt;Eines Tages, oh eines Tages&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Und ja ich war schon hier&lt;br /&gt;Und war schon da, Mitte,&lt;br /&gt;Der Ort ist egal&lt;br /&gt;Ich komm' auf mich selber nicht klar&lt;br /&gt;Ich wollte die Groupies&lt;br /&gt;Und immer mehr Fraun&lt;br /&gt;Dann hat' ich so viele&lt;br /&gt;Ich konnt keiner mehr traun'&lt;br /&gt;Ich war in Beziehung&lt;br /&gt;Hab gewünscht, dass ich frei bin&lt;br /&gt;Dann war ich wieder solo&lt;br /&gt;Fühlte mich so alleine&lt;br /&gt;Und hab gelernt&lt;br /&gt;Egal was ich hab, es ist nie das, was ich will&lt;br /&gt;Nie das, nie das....doch&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eines Tages, werd ich wieder glücklich, weil&lt;br /&gt;Ich weiß&lt;br /&gt;Irgenwann wirds besser sein&lt;br /&gt;Eines Tages&lt;br /&gt;Wird mein Traum zur Wirklichkeit&lt;br /&gt;Und ich bin endlich mit mir selbst im Rein'&lt;br /&gt;Eines Tages werd ich wieder glücklich, weil&lt;br /&gt;Ich weiß&lt;br /&gt;Irgendwann wirds besser sein&lt;br /&gt;Eines Tages, oh eines Tages&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Und ich wollte immer so viele Optionen&lt;br /&gt;sprich Möglichkeiten&lt;br /&gt;Aber als sie dann da waren&lt;br /&gt;Fiels so schwer mich zu entscheiden&lt;br /&gt;Wieso denn nur dieses oder jenes?&lt;br /&gt;Ich wollt' eigentlich n' bisschen von beidem&lt;br /&gt;Doch scheinbar geht das nicht&lt;br /&gt;Und genau davon rede ich:&lt;br /&gt;Denn manchmal ist es schwer&lt;br /&gt;Und manchmal auch leicht&lt;br /&gt;Und manchmal musst du warten&lt;br /&gt;Manchmal krichst dus auch gleich&lt;br /&gt;Und manchmal bekommst dus&lt;br /&gt;Doch willst es nicht mehr&lt;br /&gt;Denn du jagst schon dem nächsten schönen Traum hinterher&lt;br /&gt;Und sogar wenn du all den Ruhm, Erfolg und das Geld kriegst&lt;br /&gt;Nützt dir das nix, solang' du nicht im Rein' mit dir selbst bist&lt;br /&gt;Dann wirst du sehn'&lt;br /&gt;Egal was du hast, es ist nie das, was du willst&lt;br /&gt;Nie das, nie das....doch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Eines Tages, werd ich wieder glücklich, weil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ich weiß&lt;br /&gt;Irgenwann wirds besser sein&lt;br /&gt;Eines Tages&lt;br /&gt;Wird mein Traum zur Wirklichkeit&lt;br /&gt;Und ich bin endlich mit mir selbst im Rein'&lt;br /&gt;Eines Tages werd ich wieder glücklich, weil&lt;br /&gt;Ich weiß&lt;br /&gt;Irgendwann wirds besser sein&lt;br /&gt;Eines Tages, oh eines Tages&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Translation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yes, I was already poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And was already rich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thought everything changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Most stayed the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanted the spotlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And wanted to Fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then I wished him and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody would recognize me '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was already up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And was already below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'ve Looked everywhere for my happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And nirgens found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I have learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what I did, it's never what I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never, never ... but das.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Hook]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day, I'll be happy again, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At some will be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will my dream to reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm finally with myself in the pure '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day I'll be happy again, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some time will be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someday, oh someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Part 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And yes, I was already here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And was there, mid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The place does not matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do not come clear to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanted the groupies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And more and more Fraun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then, 'I have so many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I could no longer traun '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was in relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'ve Wished that I am free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then I was single again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I felt so alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I have learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what I did, it's never what I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never, never ... but das.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Hook]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day, I'll be happy again, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At some will be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will my dream to reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm finally with myself in the pure '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day I'll be happy again, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some time will be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someday, oh someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Part 3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I always wanted as many options&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ie opportunities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But as they were then as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feels so hard to me to decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How come only this or that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to 'actually' n bit of both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But apparently that is not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And that is exactly what I'm talking about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because sometimes it's hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And sometimes slightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And sometimes you have to wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes even the same mode teal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And sometimes get dus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it no longer want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because even after you chase the next dream beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And even if you get all the fame, success and money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The benefits you nothing, 'you not clean' as long as're with yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then you'll see '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what you have, it's never what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never, never ... but das.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Hook]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day, I'll be happy again, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At some will be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will my dream to reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm finally with myself in the pure '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day I'll be happy again, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some time will be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someday, oh someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);" id="result_box" class="long_text"&gt;&lt;span title="Eines Tages, oh eines Tages"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-5961349321045188201?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/5961349321045188201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=5961349321045188201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5961349321045188201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5961349321045188201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2011/09/moment-and-adult.html' title='Moment - An Adult'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-8166085918617100832</id><published>2011-09-27T08:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T08:57:02.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Long Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Well, been busy for past 2 years and forgotten about this blog entirely( forgot the password and username) ahahaha. But well, will update when I feel like it :) and to Yue  I still alive and tq :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-8166085918617100832?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/8166085918617100832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=8166085918617100832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/8166085918617100832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/8166085918617100832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2011/09/moment-long-hiatus.html' title='Moment - Long Hiatus'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-5459147087947517073</id><published>2009-11-10T17:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T17:33:58.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - New Beginning</title><content type='html'>Well,short update on my life, first, I am still alive and kicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Got 2 good news, Yue getting married and me getting new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what a good wedding gift for marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I dedicated this song for her, be happy always Yue :) don't get fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Hartes ciel, melenas walasye (Beloved World, Beloved People)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lyrics: Nao Hiyama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Vocals and Chorus: Haruka Shimotsuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Composition: Haruka Shimotsuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Arrangement: Ken Nakagawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hitorikiri de aruita atarimae no mainichi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kakomareta sekai wo kowasanu youni ikiteta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kagami ga utsusu no wa usotsuki no egao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kokoro no kumori wo sakasama ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Takusan no hitotachi yukikau sora no shita de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jibun wo mamoru tame kagi wo kakete ikiteta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sonna watashi ga ima shitta shiawase wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ude wo nobashitara todoku mono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tobira no mukougawa senobi wa iranai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Arinomama no kotoba de katarikakeyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Soshite kono sekai e koko de au hito e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hana wo tabeneta ai no uta wo okurou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Taisetsuna dareka to yorokobi tomoni sureba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kakomareta sekai ga itsu no manika hirogaru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hitomi ga utsusu no wa hontou no egao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kokoro no naka made hiraitara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Takusan no hitotachi ikusen no omoitachi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Me ni suru kagayaki wo ryoute de dakishimetai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Keshite watashi dake no tokubetsu dewa naku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Daremo ga kanjiru hazu no koto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tobira no kochiragawa senobi wa iranai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Arinomama no kotoba de wakariaeruyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Dakara kono sekai to koko de au hito to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hana wo tabeneta ai no uta wo utaou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tokiniwa surechigai (Tokiniwa wakaremichi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Senaka wo muke nagara (Namida kakushi nagara)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kenka mo suru keredo (Kirai to iu keredo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Itsudemo omotteru (Anata wo shinjiteru)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Saezuru toritachi ni (Habataku toritachi ni)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kimochi wo tsutaetai (Sunao ni tsutaetai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hanashita te no hira ga (Hanareta kokoro ga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Asu wa tsunagaru you (Asu wa majiwaru you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sore wa yume no naka no maboroshi dewa naku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Negai tsudzuketara todoku mono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tobira no kochiragawa senobi wa iranai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Arinomama no watashi de katariaouyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Soshite kono sekai to koko de au hito to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hana wo tabeneta ai no uta wo utaou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lalala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;English Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I walked alone, day after day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The world surrounding me kept existing the same way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The smiling faces of liars are reflected in the mirrors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Reversing the clouds inside my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Many people wandering under the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To protect themselves, they live a life locked in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The "me" of the past is now a known happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Something I can touch if I reach out with my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;At the other side of the gate, I don't need to overdo it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Let us talk with words of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thus, to this world, to the people I meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Let us express the song of love that tied the flowers together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If I share my happiness with someone precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The surrounding world will, before we know it, extend further&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The smiling faces of truth are reflected in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If I open my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Many people with thousands of thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I want to embrace the radiance in their eyes with my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Never am I just someone special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Everyone certainly feels the same way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;At the other side of the gate, I don't need to overdo it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We can understand each other with words of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thus, with this world, with the people I meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Let us sing the song of love that tied the flowers together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sometimes we may disagree (Sometimes we may take different paths)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;While we turn our backs to others (While we try to hide our tears)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We may quarrel, but (We may say bad things, but)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We always think about others (I always believe in you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The singing birds (The soaring birds)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I want them to express my feelings (I want them to express my true thoughts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So that our parted hands (So that our separated hearts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;May be tied (May meet again tomorrow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;There is no illusion in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If I continue to keep my wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;At the other side of the gate, I don't need to overdo it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Let us meet and talk with my true self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thus, with this world, with the people I meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Let us sing the song of love that tied the flowers together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Lalala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-5459147087947517073?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/5459147087947517073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=5459147087947517073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5459147087947517073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5459147087947517073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/11/moment-new-beginning.html' title='Moment - New Beginning'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-6630284583514598467</id><published>2009-07-03T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:04:16.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Life Lesson 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Always give SIGNAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-6630284583514598467?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/6630284583514598467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=6630284583514598467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/6630284583514598467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/6630284583514598467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/07/moment-life-lesson-101.html' title='Moment - Life Lesson 101'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-1269773780608062973</id><published>2009-06-27T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T14:48:02.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - My Love</title><content type='html'>From K-On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"My love is stapler, brush and ballpoint"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it were me, I add keyboard and paper too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;"My love is stapler, brush, ballpoint, paper and keyboard"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty deep  isn't it? :) ahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-1269773780608062973?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/1269773780608062973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=1269773780608062973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1269773780608062973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1269773780608062973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/06/moment-my-love.html' title='Moment - My Love'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-1902913264160016258</id><published>2009-06-07T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:54:01.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Vegetarian and Meat Eater( me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This is not an argument against vegetarian, but rather an argument against another person that annoy me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I am a carnivore, I eat meat regularly. I don't eat vegetable much because I count that as cruelty to plant. Why I am only eat meat rather than vegetable? Its the same reason as why a vegetarian only eat vegetable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;am I a hypocrite? yes, to a certain degree. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-1902913264160016258?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/1902913264160016258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=1902913264160016258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1902913264160016258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1902913264160016258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/06/moment-vegetarian-and-meat-eater-me.html' title='Moment - Vegetarian and Meat Eater( me)'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-1912652463105916680</id><published>2009-05-18T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:07:27.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Moral And Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Moral to be adhered;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;never tell your best friends anything you wouldn't want your worst enemy to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To play the game of relationship jealousy, the couple must possess 3 important aspects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Both are equally have very keen mind(wise) enough to understand the game, to notice it when it happen, and to reply it with witty comeback &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHEERFULLY&lt;/span&gt;, both by the intended receiver and giver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Not take heart with it. Most of the time it is usually not serious enough to destroy a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SECURE&lt;/span&gt; relationship, unless taken to the extreme, advisable not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; each other, playing the game with no malicious intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- if you do not possess the quality above, PLEASE don't even try it, aftermath usually guaranteed ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- this game only for keen minded man and woman only. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Not for dense couples. Repeat, not for DENSE couples&lt;/span&gt;. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The reward for this game, Rock Solid relationship. Big risk, big reward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-1912652463105916680?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/1912652463105916680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=1912652463105916680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1912652463105916680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1912652463105916680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/05/moment-moral-and-game.html' title='Moment - Moral And Game'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-2729966900659881157</id><published>2009-04-21T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:20:59.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Racism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;"If you do find someone who does not even have a tiny speck of vile thing called [RACIST] in that person heart, either against something, somebody, religion, races, opinion and color, do tell me, excluded newborns to 13 years old children in this third millennium , I will show you how to make gold with grass."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"If you do think that racism can be eliminated, I will show you a flying hippo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Racism can be tolerated and accepted to a certain degree but cannot be eliminated. Eliminating racism is the paragon of human delusion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"If you think extra terrestrial will come down to earth and not mass genocide us after studying our world histories, I will show you how to jump to Alpha Centauri with warp hole. We can't even get along with ourselves in this freaking tiny speck of dust called earth, in the edge of freaking milky way galaxy, and you expect us to get along with entirely different species? Humor me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"Everyone is a hypocrite to a certain degree, if you ask me. Even hate is racism in its simplest form"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-2729966900659881157?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/2729966900659881157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=2729966900659881157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/2729966900659881157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/2729966900659881157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-racism.html' title='Moment - Racism'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-1429225140210059950</id><published>2009-04-14T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:13:22.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A fully human life is not a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;reflective existence&lt;/span&gt; but an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;acting one&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-1429225140210059950?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/1429225140210059950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=1429225140210059950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1429225140210059950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1429225140210059950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-ponder.html' title='Moment - Ponder'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-6245673109858199326</id><published>2009-04-14T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:10:56.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Democracy of Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;There is always enough room for democracy of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;feelings&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;perceptions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ideas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;The question is, can you be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fair&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-6245673109858199326?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/6245673109858199326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=6245673109858199326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/6245673109858199326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/6245673109858199326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-democracy-of-something.html' title='Moment - Democracy of Something'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-3923623189121354220</id><published>2009-04-14T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:10:07.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Essence of A Leader</title><content type='html'>This I found in a book, but forgot which one ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A Leader&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Learn as much as you can,as quickly as you can and share your knowledge aggressively. Expand your network of people who share your values and connect as many of them  with each other as possible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And perhap most important, be as &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;openly human&lt;/span&gt; as you can be and find the courage to express &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;genuine emotion&lt;/span&gt; in the harried , pressure - filled world of work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-3923623189121354220?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/3923623189121354220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=3923623189121354220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/3923623189121354220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/3923623189121354220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-essence-of-leader.html' title='Moment - Essence of A Leader'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-8747506240222104957</id><published>2009-04-14T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:55:31.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - I, Me, Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I am a person who has calculated yet abstract mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;For example, if I see a trap, I can choose either to fall for the trap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;or not to fall to the trap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Yet, I am not stupid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;but rather listen only to myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;asking myself what I want to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;or what I will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-8747506240222104957?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/8747506240222104957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=8747506240222104957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/8747506240222104957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/8747506240222104957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-i-me-myself.html' title='Moment - I, Me, Myself'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-987096388067930312</id><published>2009-04-14T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:11:52.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Lakota Shaman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Only human beings come to a point where &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;they no longer know why they exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;. They don't use their brains and they have forgotten the secret knowledge of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;their bodies&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;their senses&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;their dreams&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Lakota Shaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-987096388067930312?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/987096388067930312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=987096388067930312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/987096388067930312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/987096388067930312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-lakota-shaman.html' title='Moment - Lakota Shaman'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-6423522796644026604</id><published>2009-04-14T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:12:48.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Views</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; two people see the world &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; alike&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;share&lt;/span&gt; your views. It cost nothing and you may gain something &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-6423522796644026604?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/6423522796644026604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=6423522796644026604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/6423522796644026604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/6423522796644026604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-views.html' title='Moment - Views'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-4217704293213096481</id><published>2009-04-12T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:42:20.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A Praise is like chewing gum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; Good to chew and enjoy for a while but not good if swallowed. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-4217704293213096481?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/4217704293213096481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=4217704293213096481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4217704293213096481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4217704293213096481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-praise.html' title='Moment - Praise'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-8453370023608963173</id><published>2009-04-12T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:29:43.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Shikata Akiko ~Harmonia~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SeHsHdYP7tI/AAAAAAAAADY/4QxDVydA0qA/s1600-h/01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SeHsHdYP7tI/AAAAAAAAADY/4QxDVydA0qA/s400/01.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323795847418212050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikata Akiko, well, I adore her voice :) If you are lucky enough, get this album. Its worth every penny. Well at least by people who able to listen to this genre of music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-8453370023608963173?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/8453370023608963173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=8453370023608963173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/8453370023608963173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/8453370023608963173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-shikata-akiko-harmonia.html' title='Moment - Shikata Akiko ~Harmonia~'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SeHsHdYP7tI/AAAAAAAAADY/4QxDVydA0qA/s72-c/01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-1924434158827473599</id><published>2009-03-19T12:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:36:33.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - LIFE GUIDES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/ScHLEK0tM7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/pRnrKUEyKfI/s1600-h/Parody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/ScHLEK0tM7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/pRnrKUEyKfI/s400/Parody.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314752307759231922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside contain comprehensive guides on how to stay alive, being alive, make life or just be alive. Also added, on tips how to end life painlessly. Get it now, call 1-800- Alive-. Order now to get free painkiller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-1924434158827473599?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/1924434158827473599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=1924434158827473599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1924434158827473599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1924434158827473599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/03/moment-life-guides.html' title='Moment - LIFE GUIDES'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/ScHLEK0tM7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/pRnrKUEyKfI/s72-c/Parody.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-4118464534913282406</id><published>2009-02-26T10:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:47:18.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Eternity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Of all the living,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Where there lies no forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You ask me why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Even tree live longer than me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Asking me that infinite question,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Where the answer beyond my finite knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Asking what beyond human realm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Longing for eternity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lamenting on what is cannot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;And what do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;If given the chance of eternity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Where only desperation and regret wait?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Human are fragile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Searching for what is cannot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Hoping the impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Lies in their heart a bottomless abyss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Falling slowly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Dreaming of flying away with wing of miracle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Running away ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;From desperate reality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hoping to escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;And thus so far,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Who am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I am You, a reflection of a finite existent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-4118464534913282406?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/4118464534913282406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=4118464534913282406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4118464534913282406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4118464534913282406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/02/moment-eternity.html' title='Moment - Eternity'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-3571753713484221029</id><published>2009-02-23T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:22:34.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - GIFT</title><content type='html'>A true gift is when both the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Giver&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Receiver&lt;/span&gt; feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-3571753713484221029?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/3571753713484221029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=3571753713484221029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/3571753713484221029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/3571753713484221029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/02/moment-gift.html' title='Moment - GIFT'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-5743932494190001154</id><published>2009-02-06T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:28:53.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Love</title><content type='html'>A funny way to answer when people ask you this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my answer -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Love is like pornography, I don't know how to describe it, but I know when I see it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to serious thing then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Parents, receiving love from their children is the best gift they can have from their children. For parents asking more than that is just being plain greedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-5743932494190001154?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/5743932494190001154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=5743932494190001154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5743932494190001154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5743932494190001154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/02/moment-love.html' title='Moment - Love'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-1531612687261245858</id><published>2009-01-24T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:01:18.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment -  Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A human worth is depending on how many secret they keep. The more secrets a human keep, the lesser their worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;True to its meaning, the less secret a human keep, the more he worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Don't ask me why, but that the way it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-1531612687261245858?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/1531612687261245858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=1531612687261245858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1531612687261245858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1531612687261245858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2009/01/moment-secret.html' title='Moment -  Secret'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-4124912109046523753</id><published>2008-12-15T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:51:54.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - SIGN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SUZErcHRPVI/AAAAAAAAACs/7XWVLHRMgu8/s1600-h/jpg059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279983126210231634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SUZErcHRPVI/AAAAAAAAACs/7XWVLHRMgu8/s320/jpg059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Really, nothing else to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-4124912109046523753?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/4124912109046523753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=4124912109046523753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4124912109046523753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4124912109046523753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/12/moment-sign.html' title='Moment - SIGN'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SUZErcHRPVI/AAAAAAAAACs/7XWVLHRMgu8/s72-c/jpg059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-5107144577979363030</id><published>2008-11-18T15:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:03:31.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SeJJBCQjC-I/AAAAAAAAADg/b_ySpDkffII/s1600-h/stupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SeJJBCQjC-I/AAAAAAAAADg/b_ySpDkffII/s400/stupid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323897991640320994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;stupid question&lt;/span&gt;, only &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;stupid people&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do find the cure for stupidity, you deserve a nobel prize :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-5107144577979363030?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/5107144577979363030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=5107144577979363030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5107144577979363030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5107144577979363030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/11/moment-stupidity.html' title='Moment - Stupidity'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SeJJBCQjC-I/AAAAAAAAADg/b_ySpDkffII/s72-c/stupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-5173910037293585157</id><published>2008-11-16T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:50:17.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment -  True Peace</title><content type='html'>People have different definition to what peace are but for me there is only one way to signify one true peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;That is, the only tears human shed is tears of joys or happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we do that? Is it possible? That I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do know, as long we are human, there will be no peace on earth, possibly for eternity.And yet as long we are human we are given option to change that but well.... only God know when.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-5173910037293585157?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/5173910037293585157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=5173910037293585157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5173910037293585157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5173910037293585157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/11/moment-true-peace.html' title='Moment -  True Peace'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-3673903423345103474</id><published>2008-11-16T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:44:22.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Contradiction</title><content type='html'>We live in a world where everything change. There are 2 contradictory ways of living yet true to its meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;First, is to be kind to people but trust no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Second, trust everyone but not be kind to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very few adhere to the third living philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Trust everyone and  be kind to everyone without fail and unconditionaly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-3673903423345103474?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/3673903423345103474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=3673903423345103474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/3673903423345103474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/3673903423345103474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/11/moment-contradiction.html' title='Moment - Contradiction'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-7038587733208987261</id><published>2008-10-30T08:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:08:31.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Yeah, Right</title><content type='html'>2 word that give the meaning "&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;to agree&lt;/span&gt;", but when used together denote big fat "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting isn't it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-7038587733208987261?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/7038587733208987261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=7038587733208987261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/7038587733208987261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/7038587733208987261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/10/moment-yeah-right.html' title='Moment - Yeah, Right'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-5846217326334575088</id><published>2008-10-14T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:58:03.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Jealousy</title><content type='html'>Jealousy isn't a sign that you love me more, it's a sign that you trust me less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a stellar heart of one trust is better than a bottomless abyss of one distrust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One cannot make another heart like one have, other heart has its own purpose and destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a heart of radiant, the most difficult gift you can share to me is your total trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it for me too. And if we are able to do that, we have move beyond boundaries of love and hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the true &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;heart of power&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-5846217326334575088?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/5846217326334575088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=5846217326334575088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5846217326334575088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5846217326334575088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/10/moment-jealousy.html' title='Moment - Jealousy'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-6601825598601610155</id><published>2008-09-27T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T09:53:24.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - I am mortal</title><content type='html'>I am mortal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting old,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;experiencing sadness and happiness for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling for what it can offer and not regreting of what it cannot give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thank to God for another year of life, in short human lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A humble mere weak mortal prayer of eternal gratitude to Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-6601825598601610155?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/6601825598601610155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=6601825598601610155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/6601825598601610155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/6601825598601610155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/09/moment-i-am-mortal.html' title='Moment - I am mortal'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-1830927928011713013</id><published>2008-09-23T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:34:28.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - 27</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SNjwT1jpwNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3TRKRFq67oE/s1600-h/27-2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249209589285109970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SNjwT1jpwNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3TRKRFq67oE/s320/27-2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-1830927928011713013?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/1830927928011713013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=1830927928011713013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1830927928011713013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1830927928011713013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/09/moment-27.html' title='Moment - 27'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SNjwT1jpwNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3TRKRFq67oE/s72-c/27-2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-6108624905394503288</id><published>2008-09-17T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T01:48:45.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - This kind of person</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This kind of person&lt;/span&gt;". Such elegant explanation phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people ask me why I am doing something really odd,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its because &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am this kind of person&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I need to explain something that is ordinary to me but odd to other people when they don't understand it in the first place? To clarify things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, don't need to. Why,you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am this kind of person&lt;/span&gt;. Such simple explanation is good for 2 things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Its interesting&lt;br /&gt;2. I am lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I am not breaking any law or committing sins, that sufficient enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, because &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am this kind of person&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-6108624905394503288?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/6108624905394503288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=6108624905394503288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/6108624905394503288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/6108624905394503288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/09/moment-this-kind-of-person.html' title='Moment - This kind of person'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-9027348329395722521</id><published>2008-09-10T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:32:58.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - When I see the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When I see war, I see the &lt;em&gt;sadness&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;When I see peace, I see the &lt;em&gt;calmness&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see people, I see the &lt;em&gt;essence&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;When I see the cloud, I see the &lt;em&gt;miracle&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;When I see the star, I see the &lt;em&gt;endlessness&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;When I see the ocean, I see the &lt;em&gt;vastness&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When I see the forest, I see the &lt;em&gt;happiness&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When I see the desert, I see the &lt;em&gt;harshness&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When I see the tundra, I see the &lt;em&gt;coldness&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When I see another me, I see the &lt;em&gt;happiness&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When I see the children, I see the &lt;em&gt;future&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;But When I see myself, I see an &lt;em&gt;enigma&lt;/em&gt; of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-9027348329395722521?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/9027348329395722521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=9027348329395722521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/9027348329395722521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/9027348329395722521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/09/moment-when-i-see-world.html' title='Moment - When I see the world'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-4429533402491966702</id><published>2008-09-08T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T02:40:26.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Cruel</title><content type='html'>There is a time being cruel is a greater kindness than being kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is time where being kind sometime is crueller than being cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic it is to find both are related to each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if they are meant for each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-4429533402491966702?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/4429533402491966702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=4429533402491966702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4429533402491966702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4429533402491966702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/09/moment-cruel.html' title='Moment - Cruel'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-1329557387850609046</id><published>2008-09-08T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T02:35:54.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Living</title><content type='html'>Living is wonderful and colourful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet living is painful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-1329557387850609046?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/1329557387850609046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=1329557387850609046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1329557387850609046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/1329557387850609046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/09/moment-living.html' title='Moment - Living'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-5033076066994031198</id><published>2008-07-07T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:28:50.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Action and Consequences, does it matter?</title><content type='html'>Even if you do save the world 6th times in a row, when someone hate you, they will still find some wrong on that action of yours. What you can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, just give one big smile :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-5033076066994031198?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/5033076066994031198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=5033076066994031198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5033076066994031198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/5033076066994031198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/07/moment-action-and-consequences-does-it.html' title='Moment - Action and Consequences, does it matter?'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-3049486310519807026</id><published>2008-07-07T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:26:36.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Opinion</title><content type='html'>Everybody have opinion. Do what you think is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-3049486310519807026?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/3049486310519807026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=3049486310519807026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/3049486310519807026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/3049486310519807026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/07/moment-opinion.html' title='Moment - Opinion'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-4636279612102389842</id><published>2008-05-31T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:28:51.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Enemy</title><content type='html'>I am the same as my enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both have something to protect,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something to fight for,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something to die for,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something to honor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that we are willing to  sacrifice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more importantly, we both want to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with different ideals,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different agendas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different minds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different situation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are same in equally manner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-4636279612102389842?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/4636279612102389842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=4636279612102389842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4636279612102389842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4636279612102389842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/05/moment-enemy.html' title='Moment - Enemy'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-7474442960747749386</id><published>2008-05-13T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T01:53:56.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Feeling</title><content type='html'>Anyone free to be in love the person that you deeply loved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, that is not your business to decide  another person feeling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question lies on, what the person you love feeling are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, do you have confident that the person you love, love you or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is your heart telling you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-7474442960747749386?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/7474442960747749386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=7474442960747749386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/7474442960747749386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/7474442960747749386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/05/moment-feeling.html' title='Moment - Feeling'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-2563951817464095412</id><published>2008-05-08T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:26:00.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Transient</title><content type='html'>What is in “sanity” define “insanity”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in hypocrite that defines kindness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moment is destiny….well, almost…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human are already immortal, well the soul that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-2563951817464095412?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/2563951817464095412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=2563951817464095412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/2563951817464095412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/2563951817464095412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/05/moment-transient.html' title='Moment - Transient'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-2766865804908361273</id><published>2008-04-23T03:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:57:08.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Philosophy</title><content type='html'>what does it mean for something to exist ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the same thing with non-existent, what you believe and what you don't believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy is good for 2 thing,&lt;br /&gt;1. To show that you maybe know more than other person.&lt;br /&gt;2. To show that you know little about anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that time on earth, I can say, Human have just completed level 1. How annoying is that if I am in rpg. Then again what say you ^^ Its not what I think. Its what you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirmation of existent, can u or can u not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like this, can you confirm your own existent without somebody else?Can you confirm that you are in the real reality but not a dream?Can you confirm the reality yourself? You confirm somebody else or something else existent. And somebody else will confirm your existent. Its a human believe system that confirm existent. Now tell me, do I exist or I am only a bot in this net world?Which one do you believe in? I can try to sway you into believing me or I may not be able to. Its all fall down to your choices. Human cannot change other human soul,if you believe there is one.Existent is an enigma. Its there but its not. Its real but at the same time it is not. I cannot answer what is existent other that I believe something is exist. Death is exist and yet it is not. You cannot be alive and dead at the same time.War is example of enigma. Peace is also an enigma. Life is enigma. Its your choice to choose what is real and what is not.Life is almost binary, its either 1 or 0. Confirm or not. Yes or no. Yet life have one thing that binary don't have. Paradox.For those who believe there is God, only Him can tell the exact answer. For those who not, what do you believe in?And of course,for me though, I take life as a story. I like collecting other people story and getting into their shoes. Do not take life so d*** seriously. You will never figure it out anyway. Might as well go with the flow and adjust when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About "Nothing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"nothing" is pointless, everything that happen have its own reason to be happening. There is no such thing as coincidence in this world. Philosophy is man way to express their humanity.I think the matrix have ask almost every able question that been asked here. Choices, reality, death, existent. Most of all, what is to be a human being.Unfortunately,I can't agree with we can confirm our own existent. Let me take away your memory, your logic and your sense.Memory is created by interaction with an entity. Logic is also interaction of an entity. Let put myself into a world where is only nobody but me. I don't know what I am,who I am, using self "logic" that I do not know whether its true or not. We learn about logic from interaction and confirming with other entity.Then,after some time, I accept I am something, but what?What am I? Why I am here?What is my origin?. Unfortunately, I do not have time to answer that question with my limited lifespan as a human. I will never know the "nearest" truth without intervention and will not know the "exact" truth myself even with intervention. Meh, life is like manga, its like a book with a compendium of moments. Fill that book up with enough moment, voila, we got a person. Even death has its own moment.about choosing, our fate cannot be changed, but our destiny can be changed. How you do it depend on your situation and how you handle that situation.For me, God will not change my destiny unless I am willing to change my own destiny myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-2766865804908361273?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/2766865804908361273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=2766865804908361273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/2766865804908361273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/2766865804908361273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/04/moment-philosophy.html' title='Moment - Philosophy'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-308439582847386136</id><published>2008-03-10T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:09:36.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Wind Of Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, there is interesting thing happening in my country right now. Some wind of change blowing over there. Well enough about that, Its monsoon season now in my area, with rain rain and yes,more rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago I pick up some new game for PC and PS2. Sins of Blood is good and suprisingly very efficient in RAM usage compare to any other game I know. Also picking up old skool game, Panzer Front, yeah yeah. This is what tank battle suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-308439582847386136?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/308439582847386136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=308439582847386136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/308439582847386136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/308439582847386136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/03/moment-wind-of-change.html' title='Moment - Wind Of Change'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-7492587077724324230</id><published>2008-02-09T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T00:39:04.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - My Smile</title><content type='html'>A smile like spring,&lt;br /&gt;Warm and bright as summer,&lt;br /&gt;Mellow and soothing as fall,&lt;br /&gt;Intriguing as winter.......my ideal woman :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......it still need some work...lol,its doesn't sound right yet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-7492587077724324230?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/7492587077724324230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=7492587077724324230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/7492587077724324230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/7492587077724324230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/02/moment-my-smile.html' title='Moment - My Smile'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-191069318296387175</id><published>2008-02-02T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T21:46:52.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - SEAMO Cry Baby</title><content type='html'>I like this song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It have happiness aura in them. The rhythm is great and tacky. One of many song that make me smiling when listening to it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lyric;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer ,the lyric is the owned by their respective owner. Its not mine. Its SEAMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEAMO - Cry Baby Lyric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yume ni mukatte boku hisshidatta&lt;br /&gt;Umakuikanakute shipai bakka&lt;br /&gt;Seken no ame wa&lt;br /&gt;Tsumetakute dare nimo hon neienakute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou, omoeba itsumo bokuwa murini waratteta&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyogatteta kiwohatteta Namida koraetteta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh Cry Baby kyou wa gamansezuni&lt;br /&gt;Naitemi na omoikkiri Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Arai nagashite mireba&lt;br /&gt;Sunao ni nareta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nani wo yatte mo&lt;br /&gt;nan doyatte mo&lt;br /&gt;Omoi doorini ikanai yono nakayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyogatte temo seikou wa zero&lt;br /&gt;Umaku ikanaino kokoro fuanteiyo&lt;br /&gt;Sonna tokikoso tachidomari&lt;br /&gt;Hitome kinisezuni nakebaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsugari wosuteyou ari no mama&lt;br /&gt;Yowasa wo miseru no wo kowagaruna&lt;br /&gt;Nayaminaiyouna ano oozora&lt;br /&gt;Datte itsumo reiseijanaiyona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumode oowareru tokimo ari&lt;br /&gt;Harekato omoeba toki ni doshaburi&lt;br /&gt;Bokutachi to onaji&lt;br /&gt;Sousanaku koto hazukashii koto janai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naita ato wa soko ni&lt;br /&gt;Hikari sasu ano oozora no youni&lt;br /&gt;Sou, omoeba itsumo bokuwa murini waratteta&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyogatteta kiwohatteta&lt;br /&gt;Namida koraetteta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh Cry Baby kyou wa gamansezuni&lt;br /&gt;Naitemi na omoikkiri Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;Arai nagashitemireba sunao ninareta&lt;br /&gt;Boku wa jinsei madanarai kake&lt;br /&gt;Sudenibuchi atatteru takaikabe&lt;br /&gt;Noboreyo noboreyo to aserudake&lt;br /&gt;Dakedo mo aruno wa tobenai hane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara kawaretemo nonoshiraretemo&lt;br /&gt;Jibun jishin no te wo shinjitemiteyo&lt;br /&gt;Norari kurari tamani utai&lt;br /&gt;Hitoride subete seou koto hanai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudana koto nado itsumo nai no sa&lt;br /&gt;Subete no zasetsuni imi wa takusan&lt;br /&gt;Aruyo aruyo dakara sukoshi zutsu&lt;br /&gt;Jibun tagayashi hikari kagayakasu&lt;br /&gt;Tooma warishite ruyoude kore ichiban no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bokuni totte no nozomu chika michito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinji kyou mo aruiteku&lt;br /&gt;Namida no kazu dake tsuyoku natteku&lt;br /&gt;Sou, omoeba itsumo bokuwa murini waratteta&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyogatteta kiwohatteta&lt;br /&gt;Namida koraetteta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh Cry Baby kyou wa gamansezuni&lt;br /&gt;Naitemi na omoikkiri&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh Arai nagashitemireba sunao ninareta&lt;br /&gt;Kore made aruitekita kono michi wa&lt;br /&gt;Katakumo tsuyoku mo nai namidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurete bakari&lt;br /&gt;Dakedo mo aruitekita kotowa shinjitsu dakara Okorini omoeru youna jibun de iyou&lt;br /&gt;Ue wo mukeba aoi oozora&lt;br /&gt;Boku wo terashiteta&lt;br /&gt;Tonari wo mireba itsumo darekaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasaetekureteta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh Cry Baby kyou ha gaman sezu ni&lt;br /&gt;Naitemi naomoikkiri&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh Nagashita namida utsukushii&lt;br /&gt;Sono namida de tsutaeru boku no ishi&lt;br /&gt;Sou, omoeba itsumo bokuwa murini waratteta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyogatteta kiwohatteta&lt;br /&gt;Namida koraetteta&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh Cry Baby kyou wa gamansezuni&lt;br /&gt;Naitemi na omoikkiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh Arai nagashitemireba sunao ninareta&lt;br /&gt;Yasashiku tsusunde kureru kaze&lt;br /&gt;Arukara koegahibi kundane&lt;br /&gt;Iyana koto atta toki wa ame ga&lt;br /&gt;Arainagashite harerundane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a bit hard to follow and sing along,but worth it heh ;)Btw, its a theme song from Shin Chan hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-191069318296387175?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/191069318296387175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=191069318296387175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/191069318296387175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/191069318296387175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/02/moment-seamo-cry-baby.html' title='Moment - SEAMO Cry Baby'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-879959393083040181</id><published>2008-01-29T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T14:12:11.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Ar Tonelico Hymnos Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For avid music lover like me , this compilation is treasure beyond word. The song are beautiful and deep. The music rhythm is astounding.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; These song are composed by Akira Tsuchiya, Ken Nakagawa and Daisuke Achiwa.  I consider myself lucky able to find this album :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of Song from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AR Tonelico : Melody of Elemia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    *&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 謳う丘 - Harmonics EOLIA - / Expressive Hill - Harmonics EOLIA -&lt;/span&gt; by Akiko Shikata(my personal favourite :))&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;つがう命の声 / Voice of Joined Lives&lt;/span&gt; by Akiko Shikata&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;そよ風の思い出 / Memory of the Gentle Breeze&lt;/span&gt; by Yuuko Ishibashi&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;York of Love&lt;/span&gt; by Yuuko Ishibashi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hymns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXEC_PURGER/.&lt;/span&gt;- AURICA extracting by Haruka Shimotsuki&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXEC_PURGER/.&lt;/span&gt; - MISHA extracting by Akiko Shikata&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXEC_LINKER/.&lt;/span&gt; by Haruka Shimotsuki&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXEC_CHRONICLE_KEY/.&lt;/span&gt; by Akiko Shikata&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXEC_SUSPEND/.&lt;/span&gt; by Noriko Mitose&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXEC_RE=NATION/.&lt;/span&gt; by Haruka Shimotsuki&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXEC_HARMONIUS/.&lt;/span&gt; by Akiko Shikata (Very nice heroic song)&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXEC_RIG=VEDA/.&lt;/span&gt; by Noriko Mitose&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXEC_PHANTASMAGORIA/.&lt;/span&gt; by Noriko Mitose, Haruka Shimotsuki and Akiko Shikata (This is the one must hear once in a lifetime)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Trust me on this, this compilation is a treasure worthy of rare musica collector. Unless you are not very fond of Japanese song, that is another story. The game is good but that what I want to emphasize  here though. The musica blend is perfect with the background ambient and music amplifying their effect. And further more, most song usually composed of 2 or more singer singing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the second Hymnos concert from AR Tonelico 2. Already previewed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXEC_with.METHOD_METAFALICA&lt;/span&gt; (this song simply astounding), this could be another treasure for me to collect ;) 5 star from me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deep respect and acknowledgment for the composers for this rare music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-879959393083040181?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/879959393083040181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=879959393083040181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/879959393083040181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/879959393083040181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/01/moment-ar-tonelico-hymnos-concert.html' title='Moment - Ar Tonelico Hymnos Concert'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-4645472288658168239</id><published>2008-01-26T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T13:22:40.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - Democracy and Valkyrie Profile:Silmeria</title><content type='html'>These two games is really getting on my nerve. First is Democracy (i doubt i will be a good President or Prime Minister), managing a country is not my forte. Most country start with huge debt ..oooo and that the annoying part. I wonder why the past leader never get the debt lower before my turn. bleh.. The people are demanding, oh my goodness..Maybe Democracy is subliminal Dictatorship. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valkyrie Profile : Silmeria, good game but depressing. After spending about 65+ hours, i can't even manage to beat the final boss....and the boss is CHEAP, really cheap. It should be me cheating instead of him though. Unluckily for me, Gameshark and Codebreaker don't work on this game.(my game).After all that leveling hours grinding, I can't even manage to beat him....what a sad life. Oh well, more level grinding to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Rufus dude, he is one poor pitiful guy. I pity him from the bottom of my heart, from the start of the game to the end, there is nothing if anything good ever happen to him. If I were him, I find a well and shout CURSES!!! with all my heart.A vessel,immortal ,castaway,lost his mother and gf,cant even live without a ring. I don't want to be in his shoe alright. It will shorten my lifespan just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Immortality and wrinkles is a curse of unhappiness, so what is happiness? short lifespan and look young?" hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game story is depressing enough with the environment amplify its loneliness. Its got beautiful depiction of beautiful places, oh how I wish i were at that place listening to my Ipod heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I will talk about some of my favorite song and hymns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-4645472288658168239?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/4645472288658168239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=4645472288658168239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4645472288658168239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/4645472288658168239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/01/moment-democracy-and-valkyrie.html' title='Moment - Democracy and Valkyrie Profile:Silmeria'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2150468772536351921.post-2679305823930293613</id><published>2008-01-25T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:36:46.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment - There is a first time in everything</title><content type='html'>Smile :) Without any shame whatsoever, I welcome myself to blogger community :) Will setup this small place in few days. Let get crafty shall we :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2150468772536351921-2679305823930293613?l=harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/feeds/2679305823930293613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2150468772536351921&amp;postID=2679305823930293613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/2679305823930293613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2150468772536351921/posts/default/2679305823930293613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harmonicmelancholy.blogspot.com/2008/01/moment-there-is-first-time-in.html' title='Moment - There is a first time in everything'/><author><name>Nuhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699095289101629848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tll3-FWoGjs/SRKj-FJiqEI/AAAAAAAAACM/1lbYx4_vTZA/S220/DSC03840.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
