.Tuesday, May 12, 2009 ' 8:04 AM
/heh.... Death can be so.... enticing.... and yet sweet to its core.
We humans are such weak fragile creatures, our hearts are only held in place with a mesh of muscles and bones, and those bones are so easily broken. We allow ourselves to be subject to such great risks outside, and yet it's a a miracle we're all still alive. Hmmm....
Today, I want to talk about my penknife. It weighs about 1kg, a pretty heavy one, and it has a rich metallic colour to it. Its charm is undescribable, it allows for the most lethal cuts with its sheer weight itself. It truly is a masterpiece, just looking at it gives one a sense of fatality, and yet wanting to extend its blade onto oneself. It has a hole at its end, and its size and hole allows one to hook his little finger through it and obtain a firm grip on it. However.... this blade has one disadvantage which I detest a lot. It doesn't allow one to execute a backswing grab and grab it facing the other way. Hmmm.... but I still like it a lot. It has a high danger factor and it's just waiting for its full potential to be unleashed.
Heheheh....
