<?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-859009448387227051</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:48:14.665-08:00</updated><category term='Rock N Roll'/><category term='fling love get married with kids'/><category term='hurt'/><category term='onstage'/><category term='pain'/><category term='success'/><category term='Hall of Fame'/><category term='confused'/><category term='complain accept who you are'/><category term='Metallica'/><category term='alternative heavy metal dumbass poser nemesis'/><category term='band'/><category term='best content guitar'/><title type='text'>The Nemesis Archives</title><subtitle type='html'>A dose of reality in a sugar coated world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-6861120005526353333</id><published>2009-12-07T19:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:12:40.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>Why are we always alone, in this world we always saved&lt;br /&gt;Why do we always get flamed, in our own little private haven&lt;br /&gt;Why do we make us so small, and preach of a dying brotherhood&lt;br /&gt;Why do we lose, first our hearts and then our soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we cursed to stay alone?&lt;br /&gt;Are we cursed to stay as one?&lt;br /&gt;How much can i push without u?&lt;br /&gt; How hard can i break us apart?&lt;p align="right" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shozu.com/resources/messages/logo_blog.gif" alt="Posted by ShoZu" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-6861120005526353333?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/6861120005526353333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=6861120005526353333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/6861120005526353333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/6861120005526353333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2009/12/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-3780876445376627433</id><published>2009-04-09T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:17:36.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hall of Fame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metallica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock N Roll'/><title type='text'>Metallica inducted into the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame</title><content type='html'>Finally, Metallica got inducted in... about time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the videos below for what happened that night with Metallica... They sound kick arse, except for the vocals, which aren't good as it used to be.... But nevertheless they rock the place down... HELL YEAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culturebully.com/metallica-2009-rock-and-roll-hall-of-fame"&gt;http://www.culturebully.com/metallica-2009-rock-and-roll-hall-of-fame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-3780876445376627433?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/3780876445376627433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=3780876445376627433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/3780876445376627433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/3780876445376627433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2009/04/metallica-inducted-into-rock-n-roll.html' title='Metallica inducted into the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-7278437332668133177</id><published>2009-03-30T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:25:54.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit load of solos</title><content type='html'>It seems like my head is gna blow apart frm da amount i hv to&lt;br&gt;practise. Its nt da volume bt da new stuff i hv to cm up wit. I always&lt;br&gt;wonder whether i hv that much creativity. Cz i want to make each solo&lt;br&gt;sound phenomenal, nt jst mediocre. I hope i hav what it takes cz this&lt;br&gt;what i love 2 do. And i hav to tak it up there.&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Sent from my mobile device&lt;p&gt;Regards,&lt;p&gt;Tharindu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-7278437332668133177?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/7278437332668133177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=7278437332668133177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/7278437332668133177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/7278437332668133177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2009/03/shit-load-of-solos.html' title='Shit load of solos'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-6159967650670644670</id><published>2009-03-17T01:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:04:37.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hated</title><content type='html'>i came to terms with the messiah in myself today,&lt;br&gt;he always wanted to treat them well, to cheer them on, &lt;br&gt;to give them hope, when they were just so useless,&lt;br&gt;y did i even bother, to save a world that hates me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; to save a world that loathes me,&lt;br&gt;that murdered me, and slit away such a rosy picture,&lt;br&gt;that stole away the trickle that gave me joy,the slightest tricmade me,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-6159967650670644670?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/6159967650670644670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=6159967650670644670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/6159967650670644670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/6159967650670644670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2009/03/hated.html' title='Hated'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-2805247609135143814</id><published>2009-03-10T01:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:44:51.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile Blogging.. Starting NOW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Blogging was always a problem to me, since i have most of my thought floods on the go. Now i solved that problem with a new phone. A smart phone actually. But after I researched into the topic, I found that I didn&amp;#39;t need a smart phone at all to be mobile blogging. I could&amp;#39;ve done it with a phone wit mms. Wow. This is a classic example of coming to conclusions way before u actually know a thing or two. So guess what, I&amp;#39;m mobile blogging now and i guess I&amp;#39;ll be mobile blogging for a time to come. Sigh. Doesn&amp;#39;t technology really complicate everything. :P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-2805247609135143814?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/2805247609135143814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=2805247609135143814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/2805247609135143814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/2805247609135143814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2009/03/mobile-blogging-starting-now.html' title='Mobile Blogging.. Starting NOW!!!'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-8262717373915256188</id><published>2008-11-14T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T02:59:31.651-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best content guitar'/><title type='text'>When you become the best...</title><content type='html'>IT was  hard at first... being laughed at when you try to be the best... it feels so FUCKING satisfying whn u finally become one of the best....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u actually can't be the best... u cn be one of the best... ohh well.. i cn sweep, tap , blah blah, play it wit every part of my body... but the searching never ends...  the soul of music can always be created with so much of differnce ... every second it changes to something uglier something more beautiful... but it is time for me to rise... and I have risen... it is time for me to acknowledge... I am who I set out to be... I am getting there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL FUCKING YEAHHHHH....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-8262717373915256188?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/8262717373915256188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=8262717373915256188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/8262717373915256188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/8262717373915256188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-you-become-best.html' title='When you become the best...'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-9031365244131985065</id><published>2008-04-21T01:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T01:01:52.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Games</title><content type='html'>come with an honest mistake,&lt;br /&gt;shade all the mistakes that fuel my demise,&lt;br /&gt;were they ever mistakes or just part of your games,&lt;br /&gt;you never could show any reason anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never could see your damn purpose,&lt;br /&gt;what did I ever do to deserve this anathema,&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, I remember now, a simple mistake,&lt;br /&gt;just gave everything I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go back to my old self, a bit ironic,&lt;br /&gt;that was when I was strongest anyway,&lt;br /&gt;time to seal all the feelings again,&lt;br /&gt;thrust the dagger and drag it till it cuts me in half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it ever occur, that i enjoy the pain,&lt;br /&gt;Did it ever make you realise, how much it makes me stronger,&lt;br /&gt;I never longed for more, the determination,&lt;br /&gt;I just laugh at you, and only wish you tried harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-9031365244131985065?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/9031365244131985065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=9031365244131985065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/9031365244131985065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/9031365244131985065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2008/04/games.html' title='Games'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-7124030308730832540</id><published>2008-02-11T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T08:11:58.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nemesis plays the acoustic version of 45</title><content type='html'>The feedback has been good. But we still have not even started to change the system... It's going to take quite a lot of hard work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cowZD8YBC1Y&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cowZD8YBC1Y&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-7124030308730832540?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/7124030308730832540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=7124030308730832540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/7124030308730832540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/7124030308730832540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2008/02/nemesis-plays-acoustic-version-of-45.html' title='Nemesis plays the acoustic version of 45'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-8239119934287177917</id><published>2008-02-04T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T09:49:52.268-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complain accept who you are'/><title type='text'>Be who you are</title><content type='html'>Why does everyone complain, not accept you for who you are,&lt;br /&gt;everyone wants to change you to who they like,&lt;br /&gt;and your actually scolded for wanting to be you,&lt;br /&gt;so much that u just have to ask everyone to fuck off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty is a hard thing to come by,&lt;br /&gt;and it's amazing how people still believe the back stabbers,&lt;br /&gt;grow grow up, I say laughing, and as usual,&lt;br /&gt;I end up having the last laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to figure out why you want to figure out how,&lt;br /&gt;it's because i have the balls to be honest and to be who I am,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what any1 says or what anyone preaches,&lt;br /&gt;very few can say that, take a look around, you know I ain't lying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-8239119934287177917?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/8239119934287177917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=8239119934287177917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/8239119934287177917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/8239119934287177917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2008/02/be-who-you-are.html' title='Be who you are'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-8614720978031028809</id><published>2007-12-27T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T10:15:41.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative heavy metal dumbass poser nemesis'/><title type='text'>Two Worlds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R3PrvUw9yqI/AAAAAAAAABE/iAis8MGSB6E/s1600-h/planets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R3PrvUw9yqI/AAAAAAAAABE/iAis8MGSB6E/s320/planets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148717997275073186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavy metal or alternative.... hmmm, I've been thinking a lot of days and nights (no, no I'm not that jobless) and I gotta say I like both. Always did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I still love so many Creed songs. I loved playing "Hold me now... I"m six feet...." a week back. It felt nice. Heavy metal. Damn. Playing iron man is such an awesome feeling. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people have to hate one. At least most people here. Is it to pretend to be cool or some shit? I certainly don't get it. Most people go heavy metal through alternative. It's sad if people hate it cause they wanna pretend. Sad to say, but that's just denying what rock n roll stands for. I believe it's about being true to yourself more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you hate it cause someone "cooler" hates it. Well go shoot yourself without wasting time. Your a poser. Your being dishonest to yourself for crying out loud. SO please the next time you hear alternative, psychedelic or  anything else, give it a very good listen before you say anything. SAY NO TO BEING A DUMBASS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-8614720978031028809?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/8614720978031028809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=8614720978031028809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/8614720978031028809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/8614720978031028809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2007/12/two-worlds.html' title='Two Worlds'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R3PrvUw9yqI/AAAAAAAAABE/iAis8MGSB6E/s72-c/planets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-7808932759083876527</id><published>2007-12-01T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:12:31.140-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fling love get married with kids'/><title type='text'>A fling with a dash of love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R1FBQXX8WyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/J0dMXLqQAEc/s1600-R/couple_flirting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R1FBQXX8WyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9e_xu1aYmOM/s320/couple_flirting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138960399214598946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I assume everyone who reads this has fallen out of love, screwed up their love life or done things of that sort. If not, well, ermmmm, this is going to be a bit harsh.Well, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious relationship. A big no no. Unless your purpose is to live the "get married and have kids" dream (referred to as GMaHK dream from here on). Since most of the people actually believe that is the purpose in their lives. The ultimate joy. The dream. Yes, I'm rolling my eyes as well, since I tend to puke when I think of this. The bulk of the human civilization contributes to evolution, by reproduction??? Maybe that's why it's said that only some people are born to be great. Those few good men, who thought otherwise (Thank god).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe as its said, since the process of natural selection is ruled out of the human race, the gene pool is getting weaker. (You certainly notice that the gene pool is getting dumber, when  you drive around Colombo during the rush hour).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's me. But the whole GMaHK dream sounds very boring to me. Maybe I'm just young, naive and stupid (This is what older, married people use as a counter argument, how CREATIVE). I feel that my purpose in life is much greater than that. I hope I'm talented enough to enter that group of few good men mentioned above. Then again I believe in hard work. Talent is just plain dumb luck. Come on. Edison failed 10,000 times when trying to create the light bulb. You'd be called untalented if you failed for about 10 times. I mean, think about it. Its  perseverance, isn't it? Not giving a fuck about what others say and going on achieving your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my sense of direction is that, I'm young, naive and stupid. Let's have fun. Let's not get into anything serious and tie ourselves down. Let's not give into tradition and all that goes along with it. Let's just have fun. Enjoy Life (As the infamous quote goes, : Fuck today, Die tomorrow, No regrets). And of course, let's have a fling with a dash of love? Why a dash, well at least, to pretend it's personal, to pretend that some bond exists. But I warn you, just a dash, nothing more and (for completion's sake) nothing less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-7808932759083876527?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/7808932759083876527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=7808932759083876527' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/7808932759083876527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/7808932759083876527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2007/12/fling-with-dash-of-love.html' title='A fling with a dash of love?'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R1FBQXX8WyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9e_xu1aYmOM/s72-c/couple_flirting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-8518173157819879744</id><published>2007-11-16T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T03:16:26.038-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>minutes to murder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R1FCbXX8W0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/sTld1djU6Bo/s1600-R/ist2_3126682_five_minutes_to_midnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R1FCbXX8W0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/RdXpKgfvqKA/s320/ist2_3126682_five_minutes_to_midnight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138961687704787778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ever wondered how you  felt, when you know your going to go to die. Imagine a guy with a .45 barrel down his throat, that split second before he knows its really gonna damn hurt. Yeah... I hope I don't go through that. But I know I will when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing what we would do, to avoid pain. But thinking about it, isn't it amazing what we would do knowing that we are gonna get damn hurt. Why do we do it? Is it to prove that we are strong, or  maybe it's just to prove that we can do it. Or maybe its just to feel alive. To hear a voice, to realize a dream. Oh damn, I could come with a million suggestions, and someone out there can relate to at least one of them. Why do we do it? I ask again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost time. And I'm going to do it again. I fuckin dunno. Maybe it's just because, I should be nice. To make up for past blunders I guess. I simply don't  have a reason. My brain doesn't seem to be working these days, specially when it needs to run at full throttle. I think it's just to be nice. I'm not evil. And I don't want to be. At least not to people who don't deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused. I think that's an understatement. There should be another word for this. I think someone on crack would feel better than this. Oh well, it's time. So let's get it over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-8518173157819879744?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/8518173157819879744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=8518173157819879744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/8518173157819879744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/8518173157819879744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2007/11/minutes-to-murder.html' title='minutes to murder'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R1FCbXX8W0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/RdXpKgfvqKA/s72-c/ist2_3126682_five_minutes_to_midnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859009448387227051.post-3103766121844202275</id><published>2007-11-14T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T03:23:20.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='onstage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><title type='text'>Don't get lost in the hype</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R1FEDHX8W1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/rCYX9w2CXoI/s1600-R/6D699B1C-B620-A929-3E578AAF741C0A9A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R1FEDHX8W1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/0vOl8-wcgq4/s320/6D699B1C-B620-A929-3E578AAF741C0A9A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138963470116215634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hype builds. The competition starts. A winner is born. The world revolves. We who have been subject to this wonderful hype have noticed, (and I'm sure many people would agree here) that it dies down as fast as it comes up. You're hot and what not, and in a flash, your just a speck in history. It has been seen, it has been heard and it has been witnessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we follow it up with creation that wow the world? Only time will tell. Or are we just helping those worthwhile sponsors in cutting their budget? I'm sure that many of us know the answer. It takes hell of a lot more than talent to make history, or actually be noticed in it. You're the best one day, and it'll be a matter of time till someone else breaks that. But hey, they can be proud, they pushed themselves to make it. Nothing comes out of the box. Nothing happens unless you make it happen. And everyone who can, will stomp you down to get on top of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we eventually come down to the boilerplate question, how do we do it? I think any fool, (or a smart ass) can answer that. Hard work and having some good fortune up your sleeve. A famous band, (shoot yourself if you don't know) said it's 40% music and 60% marketing. They couldn't be more truthful if they tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you want to whine around, complain and start blaming the people for having bad taste (oh yeah, we all can relate to that one) ask yourself, have you done what it takes, have you given what it takes, have you sacrificed all you can and more. Well if you did, you'd be up there playing at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wembley&lt;/span&gt;, with thousands cheering on. Oh, and if you didn't, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt; then, you never really tried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/859009448387227051-3103766121844202275?l=nemesisarchives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/feeds/3103766121844202275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=859009448387227051&amp;postID=3103766121844202275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/3103766121844202275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/859009448387227051/posts/default/3103766121844202275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nemesisarchives.blogspot.com/2007/11/dont-get-lost-in-hype.html' title='Don&apos;t get lost in the hype'/><author><name>Tharindu Mathew</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0lRALPTJQ/TdODHpAyUHI/AAAAAAAAADs/UvvQOYRHuZw/s220/tharindu.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_41x6sjUHWNw/R1FEDHX8W1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/0vOl8-wcgq4/s72-c/6D699B1C-B620-A929-3E578AAF741C0A9A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
