Memento

In today's rainy weather, I just remember an old event with a dear pal...

I used to fond of collecting photos. Every event, if I could, I would collect its photo.

(P = Pal, M = Me)

P : Why are you really fond of collecting photo?
M : Don't you want to look at them again one day? And remember some past event in life?
P : Nope... I think I don't really fond about memories or something like that...
P : Even I seldom re-look the photos in my posession...
P : I don't know, but seems like I don't really fond of "memories" things...
M : ... (Continue copying photo. I just don't know how to reply at that moment)

Well, today after remembering this kind of event, thoughts running in my mind...
I think that pal of mine haven't experience loss... Especially loss of someone close... Or maybe if he ever experienced it, it's not really often...

After all, for me, the memory of determination and kindness is important in our darkest hours.

If we could remember our determination, it would keep us moving when we experience desperation.
If we could remember kindness shown to us, it would keep ud kind amidst the curelty.
If we could remember love shown to us, it would keep us sane in the insane situation.

So, are memories important? Not everytime... We won't create anything by daydreaming all days about old memories anyway...
But sometimes, we must look back.
In memories, we might find courage, kindness, and firmness.
So we could find a light to walk straight, and we won't become the person we hate in our old days...

Fire Boundary

Living a live of human within a society is like...
Blind people treading a path while bringing a torch,
in hope that it would show them the way and protect them.

We meet people, we talk to them,
acting like we know everything about them,
labeling them as "important"...

We forget that we are a blind person who can't see people clearly,
we began to walk closer to each other.
Sooner or later we burn each other with our torch...

Old Song

The song of old days,
we used to play together.
Today the song remains unchanged,
but now I play it alone.

Uneasiness

No matter how hard we wish,
people eventually leave.
On this tranquil holy night,
what actually do I searching for?

The time come and pass,
leaving only lingering feeling.
Craving to repeat the lost moment,
the wheel of pain turned endlessly.

Blindness

Living a live of human within a society is like...
Blind people treading a path while bringing a torch,
in hope that it would show them the way and protect them.

We meet people, we talk to them,
acting like we know everything about them,
labeling them as "important"...

We forget that we are a blind person who can't see people clearly,
we began to walk closer to each other.
Sooner or later we burn each other with our torch...

Moon Flower

To the stars that are fiddling with the darkness,
I sing about love and burn down to nothing.

Having lit up my punishments, I leave behind fingernail marks
as I nestle close to the innocent daisies' dreams.

Traveling from one pair of lips to another,
where is that warmth going?
It clearly doesn't have a destination.

I wouldn't be satisfied if you weren't with me.
I wouldn't have been able to forgive you if I wasn't myself.
Therefore, I felt a shiver
after I managed to stand up on my own feet.

I can be saved if someone would keep me until my death,
but with my lock flagrantly unlocked,
I am just like
a small maddened bird that yearns for a cage.

The flower carries a load of lies.

See through me with your cold fingers.
Touch me but please don't soil me.

When I turn around, I see that one of my feathers
is burned and stuck on the thorny road.

If everything is an illusion, I'll love the illusion
and be able to abandon even my tomorrow.
So give me a reason to fear it.

Because I couldn't live on if you weren't with me,
I chased after those withering nights.
I wanted you to plunder me
forcefully into your arms.

But my rhythmic lowly heartbeats
are being enveloped by silence.
In the room where we used to horse around,
I cover my ears and count the number of my divine punishments.

I wouldn't be satisfied if you weren't with me.
I wouldn't have been able to forgive you if I wasn't myself.
Therefore, I felt a shiver
after I managed to stand up on my own feet.

I can be saved if someone would keep me until my death,
but with my lock flagrantly unlocked,
I am just like
a small maddened bird that yearns for a cage.

The flower carries a load of lies.

By : Nana Kitade
Original Title : Tsukihana

Eve of The Future

Peep me with a chemical scope
until the coming of dawn
There are no taboos between us
so you may love me anatomically
to your heart's desire

The whole city
is a one huge test site
As soon as you become useless
you're promptly erased
so live passionately now while you can

In the underground Garden of Eden
the happiness we struggle for is but a mirage

O' Eve of the Future
The android without tears
born of the bones of Mephistopheres;
the goddess of corruption
Let me to your your apple,
let me taste it, let me bite it
let me savour the flavour of sin

Inside the brains of metal
lies a dazzling feeling of ecstacy
It is the memory of the maidens,
Who died remaining as angels
Nobody can change
the fate that's been decided
In those days of slavery
under the heel of
a heartless god
there is no such thing as freedom

The only thing I can believe in
is the smiling body lying down here

O' Eve of Ideals
the electronic courtesan of repose,
the device that manipulates love,
that the scientists
used up all their skill to create
Catch the snake of temptation,
fondle it, stab it
and let me probe the depths of darkness

Whenever you look at me with your eyes
the pulse starts to ring inside my ruby heart

I am Eve,
an android who was raised
among the delusions of the megalopolis
but who still knows no impurity
so please hold me gently

Eve of the Future,
born of the bones of Mephistopheres,
the android who know tears
is a woman in love!
Let me to your apple
let me taste it, let me bite it
let me understand more of the meaning of life

Original Title : Mirai no Eve
By : Ali Project