There is a lot I have to say about such a controversial process — there’s a lot that I have been through involving it. Like Pokémon, and at the beginning, some Myspace; absolutely normal things like that.
Do you ever wonder that if, in the grand scheme of things, your existence in this world truly matters?
Being an amazing anime, I’ve given Zankyou no terror a ton of praise. Enough of that which I feel is so well-deserved, though a bit overwhelming. Honestly, I hadn’t delved too much into the opening aside from acknowledging the amazing song, but upon rewatching it, I decided to pay more attention at the incredulous amounts of detail that this beauty of an opening holds. Additionally, there is a ton of key information about the anime that comes with the understanding of its opening.
I haven’t seen or watched much anime, but there are of course a select few that I really enjoy and would like other people to know about. These aren’t particularly underrated so if you have found a certain niche that you would like; these may not apply that well. I made this short list of three based on anime that I’ve really found enjoyable. Although they aren’t the best or one of the most extraordinary; they’ve provided a lot of entertainment — enough to make me watch them straight or not to put them off for too long. I’m sure that at least one of these three would appeal to anyone who’s looking for a general recommendation.
In the religion of my own we dance under the moonlight, the hymns and prayers flooding the hallways like our voices were beckoning the words of god.
There’s something oddly harrowing about looking back onto the days of your life when you dedicated it towards something as simple as a pairing; isn’t that quite the embarrassment? You look back reflexively and dismiss those days, months, perhaps even a year or more — as easy as you dismissed the idea of ever giving up on them, back then..
Once, I used to be in love with the concept of dreaming. Of being in an illusion, something that you could bend at your own whim; for others, something that you had to constantly be subjected to. Perhaps a bystander in the midst of all the action, or the main protagonist in the course of the crumbling, rushing figments of one’s mind. In a false reality, anything could happen; and sometimes — the magnificent part of it all is that we all had our chance in playing God, be it by making something impossible happen or making someone appear, through the intense vividness of such things we are led to believing that we have molded our own masterpieces, our own story and world. Who wouldn’t want to live in an escape forever; in a place wherein anything could happen?
It only occurred to me now how a twenty minute interview was the deciding factor to my future. It only occurred to me now how this was the difference between going to, say, the University of the Philippines to Yale University. It only occurred to me now how much I underestimate myself; from the tests I take in school — going into the day not even expecting to get into the shortlist, yet finding myself in a seat that determined the rest of my life.