FF XIV: "Life in Eorzea #1"

As I said earlier, I am a MMORPGs fan. I've played quite a lot of titles, and the last one in line was Aion.

Me, and my friends are waiting for several titles FF XIV, T.E.R.A. , B&S , GW2...

The one that is expected to come out earliest is Final Fantasy XIV, and I can't deny I've been quite into for a while. I search for news on a daily basis, well even more than just daily.

Today I stumbled into this video that is from the closed beta ( alpha ) that actually SE is helding (Darn you SE for now choosing me T_T ). SE (okay okay it's Square Enix) has been really strict about the videos and snapshots from the game, so it's hard to find any either on youtube or fansites.

This one doesn't show parts of the actual combat action but introduces to the city daily life. As we can see while some parts can still look a bit "crude","unrefined", there are some others that can catch our eye for the minitious detail. If I'd have to guess I'd say it's gonna be in DX11.

Anyway, take a good look, and I hope to see you guys in Eorzea :)

Sugar and Salt

And once again I am here sleepless sad and cold watching me inside finding a boat shoved by tide, sails ripped off, drived wayless. Into an ocean of loniliness I am lost, you could be my anchor, my rescue rope, you could be my chance, my unique hope. Leave me there or bring me to the coast. I am drowning in my deep feelings flood Dive in it and gimme just a warm breath I'm freezing, I need you as my life heat stay near me, your hug is the best hood. Take my hand, and on the sea we'll walk gulls and waves for us will stop to talk the sea know well that nothing can sever an istant that is made to last forever... Is it my fault if every waft of wind, bring her crystalline laugh to my mind? Is it my fault if just her scent of hon, bring my fantasy to wake up and turn on? Also if on my head there is only you, Also if in my mind there is just you, My sad heart knows that sugar and salt, still from you it's all he can hath... [Neuquen, Argentina Oct 19 2007]

Not Easy

You will agree that's not easy to dream when, you've seen your dreams die into your arms then. Putting aside prudence and pride yet yourself on that breath you decided to bet. You will accord that's not easy to hope if, you've seen your hopes roam off like waif. Without fearing it was vain or right all yourself you gave on that sight. Dear friend, I dunno if you can think what means, closed your eyes, alone, to fall in the absolute void and sink. Dear friend, I wish you could think what means, opened your heart, alone, to see that bunny you loved be not pink. It's sad, believe me, in the night the head on your wet pillow to set not to dream again, but to forget whom you wanted just to hold tight. [Neuquen, Argentina Dec 4 2007]

Live or Die, just don't Cry

Life often isn't what you would expect,
it wrecks your dreams without respect.
Life sometimes shows you a misleading hope
just for the pleasure of cutting the rope.

Whoever said life was an easy task to accomplish
didn't realize how far he was from the finish.
Every step you can feel the burden steadily raising
but no one ever asked you to accept this fighting.

Here's something I want to say:
Live or Die, just don't Cry.
Here's something I want to say:
Then or Now, you'll end to Lay.

No one told you to accept the challenge
For no one's sake you're here to revenge
It's up to us on which side of the line
we are standing on so you can't whine.

Here's something you gotta know:
Live or Die, just don't Cry.
Here's something you gotta know:
Fight or surrender, just don't lie.

Now as strange it may seem life is a gift
either you grab it or it turns in a rift.
If you resolve on yourself to go ahead
just don't care how much you will bleed.

Here's something you'll know by now:
Life or Death, it's always a goodbye.
Here's something you'll know by now:
Live or Die, just don't Cry.

Just Another Night

Night...as always at window tonight.
A shiver. I shake. I get a blanket.
A quiver. It pierces like a bullet
and this cold is inside me tonight.

I am here again under the moonlight
to watch the stars waving on darkness,
wishing to them to make me heartless
to not get affect from another twilight.

Night...I am writing for you tonight.
I know you will tell my words are fake
but you know you are making a mistake.
You know it yet and I'll tell you tonight.

I can't tell what's wrong and what's right
but i know who I am, myself and my breed.
I can tell you that if you hit me I bleed
and a feeling can't just take and flight.

Night...I know you are sleeping tonight.
but I wonder if you sleep or you dream
when you think my emotions are just steam.
Night...Now i know you can't dream tonight.

I know my flaws and lacks. I see'em bright.
But ask yourself if I was so easy moving
what's the reason to be still here writing
or do you think I've just lost my insight?

Night...it's passed just another night
in a cold in which any flower would die,
I am living this night without any lie
just to tell you once again Good Night.

[Neuquen, Argentina Dec 6 2007]

A star

Alone, walking your way, your hope's gone.
Raise the eyes and find a star brilight,
the sky that smile for once at your sight.
His best one, so brillant before I saw none.

Like a kid you just can't stop to look,
it's a sweet sensation that just disarm,
not just a light but something that warm,
that warm u inside, that get you at hook.

It takes your breath away. What would you do?
It hold your body close. What would you do?
It hugs your head gently. What would you do?
It caress your soul softly. What would you do?

I made something that was hard for me,
Something possible only 'coz i had thee
I made something that from me was tied,
I did it again, I did it to you, I smiled.

The happiness can't last and so the sparkle
in a tick a darkness cloud away will tackle.
I don't know what's better for me to do,
I just know I can't stop thinking to you.

[Neuquen, Argentina Oct 19 2007]

A box

Inspirated from a person that likes to hide into her little box,
hoping that a day, there will be enough space for the both of us.

When you're down, when you're sad,
when your feelings fill you till your nose,
wouldn't you put them into a box and close?
Leave them there, alone to be mad.

When you're down, when you're blue,
when your face can't show a smile,
wouldn't you kick that box far a mile?
Leave it there, without any clue.

Leave the box and run in the park,
let it handle your deeper pain,
let it call your happyness as main,
Leave to it all your sufference's mark.

How are you doing without any sensation?
Do you see just blank on your sight?
Is the emptiness settled in you tight?
Do you see Those were your motivation?

Throw out your feelings and you're just a null,
they can be painful, but you need 'em to sense,
there is a reason if they're so damnly intense,
wake up, go back on your step, don't be so dull.

Important sensations make you think,
to follow your dreams is not a piece of cake,
there are sacrifices you can't avoid to make,
the joy if you are not alone is behind a blink.

You are not the only that has to revert,
everyone forget the box and its name,
'coz it hold the tears you can't tame,
call it with his name, call it Heart.

[Neuquen, Argentina Oct 11 2007]

Poems...

As I said earlier, I really love to write.

In the course of the years I've written many poems, in Italian and English. Some of them even got published in books (you can find a review of one of the books in which I took part here ).

I will start posting here some of the english ones, and maybe later even the italian ones.

This reminds me that since lately I've had some more free time ( I am taking a break from MMOs for a while, maybe till when FF XIV comes out) I could get more into writing again. Yea I should.

"The Hero" movie case: when Viral is not a Virus.

First of all, if you're among the few web surfers who haven't already, visit this:

http://tinyurl.com/greatesthero and after the loading step (yea yea I know if your connection isn't top notch it can be a tad bit annoying) watch the video.

It's the "The Hero - A movie about you or someone you know", a short movie you can find at http://en.tackfilm.se (it's in swedish with english subtitles).

What's peculiar about it?

The fact you can customize the movie (which is really well made) with your own picture, becoming the protagonist; in just a few clicks and without even having to register you can make your video to share directly or through the major social networks (Facebook, Twitter, etc).

Erm okay, so what?

The page with the video in just 8 weeks received 14 millions of unique page views.

o_O How?

That video is the very essence of the definition of "Viral video". It managed to get all those people hooked, thanks to the wish to show off that every person deep inside holds.

It usually goes like this:

1. You receive the video and start watching it thinking it's just a trailer of a movie like many others.
2. *Chuckles* Oh wow that's my friend! So lame! / So cool!
3. After a 30 seconds, whatever you thought about it, you'll be there uploading your picture (the site kindly is inviting you to, could you refuse?) "just to see how it looks / works".
4. Hei! I look quite cool there, maybe I'll show it to afterall...

(those of course that thought it was cool at step 2, wont even wait the 30 seconds to start sending it like crazy to whoever they have on their msn/FB/YM list)

In the end, everybody dreamt to be an hero at least once, and the way that video is realized can't help but to pump up your desire to be one, even if just for the length of 2:33 minutes.

Viral videos and even more so viral marketing draw their strongest force from the often predictable reactions of the human mind to external stimulus that tickle those desires and taboo we keep inside, till they accomplish their goal: Make the tickled one want to tickle also others. And so they find themselves being the pathogen agent without even realizing it.

Hello World!

"Hello World!"

I think those two, may aswell be some the most common english words, even among non-english speakers. Anybody that is into coding, scripting, programming or just testing, will surely agree with me on this.

So yea, I thought those would fit well even now that for a change I'm attempting to start my own little blog.

So let's try to get an head up.

Who are you?

Saverio (with an infinite variety of nicknames, that space from Sav to Savvy, passing from Save, Savy and many others) aka Tetsuo Ryuu aka Lord Shadow.

Where are you?

Well beyond being on the net, I'd say in Italy. Yes I'm Italian. Nonetheless, I travelled quite a lot. I love to travel, I really do. I love to get to know new countries, new cultures, new friends.

(I speak italian, english, latin and can understand spanish and portoguese, but I'd like to use this chance to apologize for some little mistake I'll surely commit here and there :) )

What about you?

I'm an IT student with a passion for poetry.

I love to write. Be it codes...or poems.

I love to read. Books, but even more manga. Anime are okay, but I like manga more. I like VG, but I love MMOs.

I love to know how things work. Be it a software, a complex system or... the heart of a person.

My interests often lead me to think of myself like the essence of Yin & Yang for how opposed they are, but for the very same reason, they balance and complete themselves.

Well that's it, but... Why blogging?

I strongly and firmly believe that Knowledge is Freedom.

Knowledge isn't just that you may find in a book, knowledge is every and each little crumb of information you'd lose in the chaotic mess of your daily life.

Nowadays the flow of information is carried upon the Big Net. Be it a poem, a tech news, an opinion about a game or even just a rant, if you want to share it with others, Blogs are one of the best tools the Big Net can offer you.

I'm an introspective person. A blog is for one to record his thoughts, about the little and big things that happen everyday, sort of a diary. My Diary. I usually don't take things lightly. Not saying I'm over-serious, not at all. But there are stuffs that deserve the right weight. Having a Blog to discuss them, may help to consider them under another point of view.

I'm an expressive person. A blog is for many to read and share thoughts, on the net like it would happen everywhere, sort of a bar. Our Bar. If I have something inside, I often can't leave it laying there and I have to shout it out. There are feelings that if you try to endure will just end biting and consuming you from inside. Shout. Them. Out. Blogs help with that.