My artworks
this is just a lazy search for the tag "myart" in my blog, but here you go
Articles
From the sad times when GPortál didn't have a Blog function. Some of these are collected from sites I used to have but abandoned over the years.
Gifs, avatars, etc.
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They call me "Omen"
Fantasy Sekai // Spinner's End
Awaiting the new dawn
Admin: Omen Drals Design code: LindaDesign Flower icons in the Navigation are by the insanely talented Teekatas Suwannakrua Ugly doodles on the header by my humble self Live since: 2005. július 28. Site interests: Sesshoumaru in the beginning, then anime, then esoterics, and now everything but the kitchen sink (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻ nyitáskor Sesshoumaru, utána animék, utána ezotéria most meg (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻ Nem vagyok nagy design-huszár, így ha el van minden csúszva, elnézést kérek :( My skills at web design are truly shocking, so if everything's all screwed up and mis-aligned, I am eternally sorry :(
Különösebben nem érdekel hol van a határ a személyes bejegyzés és a cikk között, így a "blog" szót csak finoman használnám. ;)
I am not at all concerned as to where is that fine line between a personal blogpost and an actual article, so I would only use the word "blog" to describe this site only lightly. :)
Néha magyarul, sometimes in english. Úgy is a bejegyzéseim java része just a bunch of ramblings and bitching, you're not missing out of bármi érdekfeszítőből.
Gportál is love, gportál is life
Just how much I missed accidentally stumbling upon magnificent music! This time I was blessed twice, but we will get to the much-awaited, almost-believed-to-be-a-dropped-project-forever LOVE AMONGST RUIN's 2nd album (yes, it's true, it was released, this is not a dream!!!) some other time. I need time to really collect my thoughts track-by-track anyways, but spoiler alert! Paper tigers is one of the best tracks ever released this year (and no, I don't have to listen to all songs released this year to know that, it's just that good!), at least in my book it's highlighted place is guaranteed. Mr Hewitt slaying like there's no tomorrow again.
So, before I accidentally nuked about a year and a half worth of posts, I realized that at least my project of getting this site it's own, reliable music player and it's half-baked result have survived. So, yay!
I think I posted about a certain kind of feeling some tracks evoke within me, (albeit, that post is in Hungarian, no one reads this blog anyway ) and how much it means to me to collect such tracks.
Talking about tracks and collecting, my entire Library in Spotify just poofed like that. From one day to another. I decided I will just keep actually downloading music and storing it on my own hard-drive, because this kind of loss I won't tolerate again - I mean, wasn't the latest loss of posts on this site enough?! Therefore I am so done, thank you. Oh, and really. Because the site basically got a backroll, my update to the site's design is gone as well, so every time I use italics or bold text or underlines, it's the old messed up look I get. I simply lost patience for this, won't fix this same design for the third time. I plan to change the design soon anyways, although that's going to take some considerable amount of time as always. Back in the days it used to be so quick because I made so many new designs to often. Now I kinda have to re-learn everything every time I do it...
Back to topic, here lies "Celestial" by the wonderful Phildel. It has that kind of untouchable magic to it, that makes me absolutely addicted. It's beat is strong yet delicate, overpowering yet not forceful. It's my kind of beat. The melody is quiet yet it's not overshadowed by it's upfront beat sister. The harmony is perfect, coupled with the vocals elegant delicacy. The lyrics, to me, are not absolutely top-notch, but that means nothing. I, unfortunately, have this unshakable habit of comparing the music I like to poems I like when it comes to lyrics. In this century, poetry is... trash. One day! One day I'll find the perfect artist. And a second perfect artist. And thousands of them! I am trying to maintain a healthy amount of hopefulness here. Art can't be just... put into the corner, like that.
I get this really bleak yet intense mental image of a scenery mostly dominated by the colours grey and light blue, the ground is cracked, and there's an abandoned shed somewhere in an advanced state of decomposition. The sky is imposing and seems to have descended closer to the ground, how odd. Gloomy clouds chase each other above, the wind makes your face hurt from cold. Everything is dry and unsafe. Somewhere in the distance an old hag lurks, her hair like spider webs woven by the hands of time itself.
I'd love to hear other people's mental reactions to songs... I wish sharing those would be a thing. I mean if we have those lame, cringey "reaction" videos, why not something a bit more sophisticated. Something a tad more deeper than a three minute long video of fangirl and fanboy screams watching some half naked idol. Come on. It's not like I've got a problem with reaction videos, I just can't seem to really understand their purpose. To me your reaction is not news-worthy, I've got my own, after all. I know let's players get the most heat for having videos where they react to something that was made for them, therefore their own input is minimal, but.. oh gosh, let's just put an end to this rambling
Light from long-dead stars
Still journeys so far
Celestial are the hearts
Still love when love’s passed…
You are my rosary
You are my rosary
I would abandon the moon
Turning my back to the light
Till it’s just me and the dark
Before your heart
Here tonight
I would abandon the moon
Raise up the stars from their space
Till it’s just me and the dark
Before your heart
Here in this place
Then you would be all I see
Love is all I need
Your touch, your heart
Love is all I want
One light still on
You are my rosary
But you were not sent for me…
I would abandon the moon
Turning my back to the light
Till it’s just me and the dark
Before your heart
Here tonight
I would abandon the moon
Raise up the stars from their space
Till it’s just me and the dark
Before your heart
Here in this place
Then you would be all I see
Then you would be all I see
Szóval, mivel sikeresen töröltem másfél évet a blogból, ezért a régi blogok importálása is törlődött. Így hát - remek! - egyenként importálgathatok ismét! Micsoda öröm!
- depeendsoul.blogspot.com
- omen-drals.livejournal.com
- omendrals.blogspot.com
- omen (vagy mindaleth?) freeblog.hu
'Hey! If you listen close enough, you can hear the universe.'
The horizon stretched out like a slumbering god without boundaries above her; it's deep, endless blue canvas dotted with stars vibrant and alive. There were no city lights to obscure the miracle of the sky – the wind rushed through the long grass and caressed her hair. How little she was, and how enormous the world. In the far distance to her left, she saw a busy road, the cars like ghosts haunting it, leaving a blurry trail of light. Not any closer the torment and shouting, her sore body or the grim rooms from another, much less magical world. But here, they were both home. Both him and her.
She leaned against the only tree far and wide with her small hand, and took a deep breath of the pleasant summer night air. She couldn't see him on the other end of the world, she couldn't touch his shoulders to give relief of the pain, but through the silent, yet overwhelmingly loud voice of the world – all that there ever was, ever is and ever will be – she could hear his voice loud and clear.
Teljesen hihetetlen, de pár órás hajtépő, eszeveszett klikkelgetés után a gúgl keccs maradéktalanul megtalálta az összes (tök komolyan, az összes) elveszett bejegyzésemet képestől videóstól beillesztett smiley-kig.
Utálom a google-t, de még jobban utálom amikor nem tudom utálni mert konkrétan életet ment. Arcátlan.
(Igazából örömkönnyeket tudnék sírni, ez most teljesen komoly)
Sikeresen kitöröltem másfél évnyi bejegyzést a blogból. Ja, ezt most kurva őszintén. Ebőől olyan három hónapot ha vissza tudok könyörögni a létezésbe, a többi örökre bumm. Legszívesebben hagynám az egészet örökre.
És tudjátok mi a legszebb? Tíz perccel a baleset előtt töröltem ki egy MAI biztonsági mentést. A legutóbbi 2014-es... Olyan 40-50 bejegyzéstől szabadultam így meg, amit igazából így már baszhatok. Olyan érzés, mintha az életemből téptem volna ki valamit.