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What Is Art?

Posted by Kragghle , in Art Oct 18 2011 · 60 views
Art, Philosophy
:kaukau:Perhaps art can be partially defined as sentient effort to make any given surroundings more aesthetically pleasing.

Your Honor,
Emperor Kraggh


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Vader II

Posted by Kragghle , in Relationships Dec 02 2009 · 75 views
Vader
I first felt emotionally directed towards the that one special girl before I ever even saw her. I was friends with a guy, paralyzed, who happened to be her older brother. I cared a lot for him. Then I found out that he had a sibling, and I thought that whoever she was, she must be a very cool person, naturally, having grown up with him. Several months later my infatuation was in gear.

Once he graduated and wasn't around in school anymore, I found other reasons for liking her. She's a farm girl, and she works very hard. I've been told that she could easily outwork anyone in the entire school, and would work even if she didn't want to. At the same time, she's tender, loving, and caring, and dare I say much more than everyone else.

However, she is not the primary individual I wish to talk about. The subject I wish to address is my father. He's always influenced me in a million subtle little ways, but I got into a conversation with someone I trust, and having brought up the girl I realized that my father has directly influenced me n this area as well.

My father was a hardly man. He tells me those glory stories of his childhood, about how hard he had to work and what kind of outstanding character he developed, much unlike my own.

There's an idea that girls fall in love with guys that remind them of their fathers. Some people assume the same is true in reverse. In my case, that might have been true. The primary thing I saw in her was her kindness, much like my mother's. At first. Later the first thing that came to mind was how hard working she was for her parents on the farm, and recently she helped build a set in the school theater, and I was in great awe of her character. In this way she captures the best distinctions of my father. Both of my parents, really.

A while ago I realized that if there was one person I didn't want to know how I felt, it was my father. As afraid as I am of rejection by her, I'm equally afraid of what he would say. I'm this miserable failure of a son, and I expect to win the favor of such an ideal person. She is this angelic figure in my life, and the more I see good in her, the more I see the bad in myself to be ashamed of, and yet she also inspires me.

It occurred to me that she is the child my father never had. She is the person my father always expected me to be. She is what he expects of my sisters.

What was my initial feeling when I thought of this? Perhaps amazement, perhaps shock, but for sure the materializing of the idea was dramatic. This means that Father has had an even greater impact on me than I thought before, to be in control of some of my deepest feelings.

I don't know what to think of this.

In Thought,
Augustus


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Ask Kraggh

Posted by Kragghle , in Bionicle, BZPower Dec 01 2009 · 52 views

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:kaukau: I'd like to thank Dokuma for the idea and for not putting a copyright on it. For this week's theme, there's really no choice, given the current events stirring at the hearts of the community. This is to be dedicated to BIONICLE.

Your Honor,
Emperor Kraggh



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The End?

Posted by Kragghle , in Bionicle Nov 29 2009 · 33 views
Bionicle
:kaukau: So I've heard that Bionicle is nearing an end. At first I thought this was just speculation, but then the context in which people began mentioning it began to sound much more firm, as if it was fact, not opinion.

There have been many times I've felt like I've been under a rock, but none of them compare to how I feel right now.

To make things clear, I can accept that Bionicle will end. I do not so much feel shocked as I do curious. Bionicle seems to be a successful product. I wonder what the logic of the LEGO company executives made them decide that ending such a successful product would be good for them. It couldn't be because of the sales, so it seems likely that there might be an internal or legal problem. Perhaps they have already explained their reasons, but I haven't got word of it yet. So basically, I'm curious.

I'm also curious as to what will become of BZPower.

EDIT: Okay, I have read the letter. It all makes sense to me now, and I appreciate their reasoning.

Your Honor,
Emperor Kraggh



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Regarding Nukaya Cloud Fire

Posted by Kragghle , in BZPower Nov 21 2009 · 56 views
BZP
:kaukau: Okay, I'll admit that she's pretty spiff and we've been in some pretty nice conversations. And she looks like Sarah Palin, Tina Fey, and some other famous person. But that doesn't mean that I'll...

Okay, I will jump on the bandwagon. Nukaya is awesome. Everybody make blog entries about it. Now.

And I believe this aptly sums her up:

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Your Honor,
Emperor Kraggh



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Orange Guard

Posted by Kragghle , in Bionicle Nov 21 2009 · 35 views
Bionicle
:kaukau: Regarding the Bionicle Stars, I was considering buying them all, even though it would have meant a hefty burden on my wallet. Now, I don't think that will be quite necessary if I want to get Tahu to look perfect.

The one little peeve I had with Tahu was his sword hilt guard. It's the color of steel. The rest of the sword - indeed the rest of the set - comes in shades of orange and red. It seems out of place. Yes, the gold one would work much better. However, the set that comes with the golden Nuva shoulder armor is the Skrall, which doesn't look that good to be honest, especially considering that it looks like it should be Tuma and I wasn't a fan of Tuma in the storyline. So it seemed that it might have to go without the golden guard.

All along, I wished that the guard was orange, because it would go well with the rest of the set. Now, that seems plausible. To my good fortune, I acquired such a piece yesterday. Now it would appear that I shall no longer need Tuma, although I might still get tempted by his black Kopaka sword, which has been one of my favorite swords in all of Bionicle. In the end, though, I don't think I will, though, unless I request him for my birthday or something.

In the meantime, I will get all the rest of the Bionicle Stars, Tahu first.

Your Honor,
Emperor Kraggh



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Arsenic And Old Lace

Posted by Kragghle , in Relationships, Life, School Nov 19 2009 · 31 views
Life
:kaukau: The funniest thing happened. I was in a play. It showed twice. And the thing is, I still haven't seen the whole thing.

Nearly a week ago, the play Arsenic and Old Lace played in my school. My part was Mr. Witherspoon, the guy who comes in at the end to take Teddy away, and then dies (presumably). I have fun improvising that part when both nights there was a technicality on set where things weren't quite the way they were supposed to.

Anyways, I refrained from doing it, I really did, but now that the play's over, I'm just going to come out and say it. The actors for Mortimer and Jonathan Brewster were really bad. Mortemer talked like a hillbilly, and the person who did Jonathan gave monotone recitations, only varying when he was delivering a punchline. There. I said it.

My philosophy on acting is that it's an art dedicated to realism. The actor's portrayal of the character must be convincing. Realism should only be abandoned for the sake of practicality, such as when a person needs to slow down to make sure the audience picks up on what they're saying. Otherwise, the tone of their voice and body language must have sincere meaning.

On the second night of the play, I picked up one of the fliers and flipped through them. There were several mistakes. One person who was a sophomore was said to be a junior and whatnot. My eyes skimmed over the paper then came to a dead halt. The picture was of poor quality and there were several other people in it, but I recognized her. The thought had never occurred to me that D would be on the set crew. It made sense because she's a hard working farm girl of outstanding character, but the fact that she was already busy on the farm usually meant that she left school right away. It was pleasing though because we were both indirectly involved in the same thing. So overall it was a pleasant surprise.

I don't know why I was hoping that she'd come to one of the performances, since I wouldn't have had the will to talk to her anyways, but I was somewhat disappointed when she didn't.

On Tuesday, cast and crew had to take down the set and get everything organized again. I was overly eager, because I wanted more than anything to work like a demon and give her a good impression. While working and moving heavy objects, including furniture, up a vertical ladder, I made jokes and tried to remain lighthearted and maintain a positive and outgoing personality. I always made sure that there was something to do with my hands. To have heard her say "nice job" would have been music to my ears. It's a real shame that teenagers never say such things to each other, so while I hoped that I could earn even her briefest attention, I expected very little.

There is of course another side to this, and that's that I was trying to prove my father wrong. The Sunday before we got into an argument and I said that he wanted me to have a better social life with my peers, and yet when an opportunity to hang out came he denied me. He says that "It's not so much about being with people as it is working with them." Sagely advice, but it did sting when he went on to say that I hardly work on anything and attacked my character. I said that I try so incredibly hard to make him proud. He said, "not very". Sometimes he makes me feel less valued as a human being. With this, there seemed to be a score to settle, and I felt that I had something to prove to him. I do not know whether all my sweat while picking up the set pleased him or not, since he didn't seem to care when I brought it up to him, but nevertheless I do not believe that it will make much of a difference on the long run when this just becomes old news.

So after we were done cleaning up, D hung out a little bit up on the balcony where all the supplied were kept. She was talking with another guy, someone who I envy for being the person who can literally talk with anyone of any social clique. I hate myself for it, but I felt a ping of jealousy, a feeling I thought I'd never feel. I joined in, and managed to talk with her for the first time in a while, but this was only because this was the most outgoing she's ever been and overall I let the other guy do most of the talking. I just let in casual interjections as I hung out with them. My dependency disturbed me.

Overall, I'm satisfied with myself, however. I worked hard with other people, the exact thing my father implied that I am not capable of doing. I haven't proved anything, but I have given evidence to support that I am more of a person than my father thinks. And the reward for a job well-done is to have done it.

Your Honor,
Emperor Kraggh



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Dokuma's Family Song

Posted by Kragghle , in BZPower, Music Nov 13 2009 · 44 views
Music

:rau:
The first one is a bookie,
The pet cat is a rookie,
The dog's son is a wookie,
Dokuma's Family.

Their blogs are an oddity.
People come from town and city
To see their magnanimity.
Dokuma's Family.

Neat

Sweet

Petite

Log on to BZPower
At any given hour.
We're marvel at the power
Of Dokuma's Family.




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Emperorwhenua's #1 Fan

Posted by Kragghle , in BZPower Nov 13 2009 · 31 views
BZP
:kaukau: I plan on posting in his blog more than anyone else and popping up everywhere like one of those moles in those video games. You know, the ones where you're supposed to whack'em.

In the meantime:

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Your Honor,
Emperor Kraggh



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It's Tragic

Posted by Kragghle , in Music, Relationships Nov 13 2009 · 47 views
Music

:infected:

Oh oh oh,
It's tragic
you know
He just can't leave me alone
It's tragic
you know
He just can't leave me alone

He watches me in my sleep
It kind of makes him a creep
Leaning on my window until morning
He's a cold vampire
The situation's dire
But I'm going all ga-ga o'er his eyes


Oh oh oh,
It's tragic
you know
He just can't leave me alone
It's tragic
you know
He just can't leave me alone
Aaaaw!

He glitters in the day
He takes me far away
We make out for hours then he shows off
He wants to kill me
But he's such a hottie
I can't turn him down cause he turns me on


Oh oh oh,
It's tragic
you know
He just can't leave me alone
It's tragic
you know
He just can't leave me alone

[insert obligatory instrumental moment here]

Oh oh oh,
It's tragic
you know
He just can't leave me alone
It's tragic
you know
He just can't leave me alone

I'm just that dumb








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Age: 20
Gender: Male
Heritage: Half Dutch, 25% Hungarian, 12.5% Swedish, 6.25% German and Irish
Physical description: Looks like the eleventh Doctor
Favorite food: Chicken, turkey, and beef.
Least favorite food: Vegetables of any kind
Favorite band: Queen
Favorite singer: Billy Joel
Favorite song: American Pie
Favorite movie: Schindler's List
Favorite TV show: Smallville & Arthur the Friendly Aardvark
Favorite play: Les Miserables
Favorite color: Silver
Second favorite color: Brown
Favorite board game: Risk
Favorite athlete: Michael Phelps
Lucky Number: 53
Past-times: Writing, reading, politics, drawing
Political party: Republican
Religion: Christian
Language: Not English, but American.

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