on one end is the master.
on the other end, the mongrel.
walang masama
posted
28.8.06
hindi naman siguro masama ang maalala ka
at alalahanin ka, mga masayang alaala
ng iyong pag-ngiti sa akin
sinasadya mo man o hindi
yun ang naiwan mo sa akin
hindi ko bibigyan ng kulay
yun lang yun. masaya. walang masama.
at alalahanin ka, mga masayang alaala
ng iyong pag-ngiti sa akin
sinasadya mo man o hindi
yun ang naiwan mo sa akin
hindi ko bibigyan ng kulay
yun lang yun. masaya. walang masama.
rem's revolution
posted
28.8.06
he was trying to forget someone he longed to see so much.
he wanted to try what he knew wouldn’t work.
he won’t give up the very thing that was preventing him.
he remained faithful to an empty promise.
he was willing to wait for nothing with heaviness.
he was bored but never saw it as complaining.
he was thinking of shouting her name but saw no purpose.
remembering her brought up a smile and sadness.
time was no enemy but a wall between them.
silence were his chains to sanity.
he loved so much that he didn’t care anymore.
he did not seek comfort for there was none.
he understood no one understands.
he never questioned because answers never came.
he couldn’t move, he didn’t move, he shouldn’t move.
he tried to supress his foolish emotions.
he tried to express futility.
[and he succeeded]
dreams. sweet dreams.
in your dreams, sleepy head.
he wanted to try what he knew wouldn’t work.
he won’t give up the very thing that was preventing him.
he remained faithful to an empty promise.
he was willing to wait for nothing with heaviness.
he was bored but never saw it as complaining.
he was thinking of shouting her name but saw no purpose.
remembering her brought up a smile and sadness.
time was no enemy but a wall between them.
silence were his chains to sanity.
he loved so much that he didn’t care anymore.
he did not seek comfort for there was none.
he understood no one understands.
he never questioned because answers never came.
he couldn’t move, he didn’t move, he shouldn’t move.
he tried to supress his foolish emotions.
he tried to express futility.
[and he succeeded]
dreams. sweet dreams.
in your dreams, sleepy head.
additions to the green
posted
28.8.06
greenbook revisited
(how) i wish you were here right here beside me right now
even if i know i will be, might be seeing you again tomorrow
the moment is so different without you
i may be here but my thoughts remain with you
and i’m missing every moment
i might be a dreamer but it’s worth dreaming of you (maybe).
what’s in a name? would it be fair if i ask you yours and i give you mine? just for this chance even if our paths don’t cross again the memory of meeting you of knowing you (sweet memory) your name, your face, your smile (in memory). why is it so wrong to ask you even just for a name even just for the memory of this chance, chance of meeting you [just a name]
(how) i wish you were here right here beside me right now
even if i know i will be, might be seeing you again tomorrow
the moment is so different without you
i may be here but my thoughts remain with you
and i’m missing every moment
i might be a dreamer but it’s worth dreaming of you (maybe).
what’s in a name? would it be fair if i ask you yours and i give you mine? just for this chance even if our paths don’t cross again the memory of meeting you of knowing you (sweet memory) your name, your face, your smile (in memory). why is it so wrong to ask you even just for a name even just for the memory of this chance, chance of meeting you [just a name]
from the blues
posted
28.8.06
if life had a reset button i would have pressed it and lived my life all over again. we miss out on a lot of thins, especially those little things we took for granted. there are so many opportunities wasted. there were so many wrong decisions made.
ooo
you must understand, evil doesn’t show its true colors.
there will come a time when all "third" eyes will be opened and when that time comes, fear will grip the hearts of men. it signifies the spirit of God has removed its hand between man and demons.
psychics may save you from present danger but not from impending doom.
true prophets were never attractive to people. they never displayed power. they only served as channels for God’s mesage to be conveyed.
don’t yo know that revelations supercede psychic ability. you may see, you may feel, but i know the masters behind puppets.
ooo
the true beauty of history are the unrecorded battles that rage in man’s head, not only what is read.
my philosophy in life, life is a story called history, my life of which is only a part of it. the main character is no one else other than the Author Himself. history is a story about God and how He relates to His masterpiece, creation.
ooo
12. the hours of a clock. twice it turns in a single day. 12. the chapters of a book. twice read, gives a different meaning if read once around.
you have began to read my revelations. a mimic of creation, how my world began, this is the story of our life as seen in a microcosm. the story’s end is found at the beginning, when you finally understood what it was all about. but you never understood then unless youv’e read the passages twice over. until you understand that my story ended at the moment of its creation, the story has no beginning and no end.
all of these was an elaborate play, a work of genius, a crafted art, meant to please and displease the hearts of men. it is a reflection of my reality and in itself is a part of reality.
i reveal to you my creation, my world.
written in the shadows by my own hand, revealed only by the poorest light through the makings of the wearied mind. waiting for the darkness to end.
we talk about nothing. we end up with nothing. is this the way you want it to be?
don’t you know i’m dying? i was dying since the day i was born. all these years, i was in the process of making my death meaningful. i was trying to make sense of my death. life is about dying.
ooo
a key to open all things hidden. a key to unlock closed doors. a key with the power to change great things.
ooo
the traditional man thinks by experience first, and followed by the book.
ooo
i seek no console, no understanding for i shall find none. in its own time, in its own manner it will come.
ooo
you must understand, evil doesn’t show its true colors.
there will come a time when all "third" eyes will be opened and when that time comes, fear will grip the hearts of men. it signifies the spirit of God has removed its hand between man and demons.
psychics may save you from present danger but not from impending doom.
true prophets were never attractive to people. they never displayed power. they only served as channels for God’s mesage to be conveyed.
don’t yo know that revelations supercede psychic ability. you may see, you may feel, but i know the masters behind puppets.
ooo
the true beauty of history are the unrecorded battles that rage in man’s head, not only what is read.
my philosophy in life, life is a story called history, my life of which is only a part of it. the main character is no one else other than the Author Himself. history is a story about God and how He relates to His masterpiece, creation.
ooo
12. the hours of a clock. twice it turns in a single day. 12. the chapters of a book. twice read, gives a different meaning if read once around.
you have began to read my revelations. a mimic of creation, how my world began, this is the story of our life as seen in a microcosm. the story’s end is found at the beginning, when you finally understood what it was all about. but you never understood then unless youv’e read the passages twice over. until you understand that my story ended at the moment of its creation, the story has no beginning and no end.
all of these was an elaborate play, a work of genius, a crafted art, meant to please and displease the hearts of men. it is a reflection of my reality and in itself is a part of reality.
i reveal to you my creation, my world.
written in the shadows by my own hand, revealed only by the poorest light through the makings of the wearied mind. waiting for the darkness to end.
we talk about nothing. we end up with nothing. is this the way you want it to be?
don’t you know i’m dying? i was dying since the day i was born. all these years, i was in the process of making my death meaningful. i was trying to make sense of my death. life is about dying.
ooo
a key to open all things hidden. a key to unlock closed doors. a key with the power to change great things.
ooo
the traditional man thinks by experience first, and followed by the book.
ooo
i seek no console, no understanding for i shall find none. in its own time, in its own manner it will come.
green apples
posted
28.8.06
for a piece of paper the heart of man. herein lies the mystery of life in a single light.
imperfect as it seems, it all depends…
monday, the 11th day of the 11th month, 2002.
i found myself wondering about life and trying to make sense of it–again. i guess i never will, up until the ending days.
life is a journey. my quest began a long time ago. 23 years of living. up until now, i am still unsure of where i really am, how far i’ve come or where i really am supposed to go. life is full of surprises, great and small.
wednesday, the 13th. i found myself "stuck" again. i am "stuck" in a world that doesn’t seem to be moving. if ever it does, it’s too slow for me. what gives. i’m not in a hurry for anything. i am "stuck" in a room of "learning" where theories fly left and right, theories i would never use, rarely if ever. i am "stuck" in this state of "numbness", a drone of society waiting for the next "orders".
friday, 22. sometimes, i feel like i’m way ahead my years. i think like how i should think in two or three years. it’s like my contemporaries will think the same way i do in a year or two. i must say, it gets too lonely sometimes.
i have stopped dreaming a long time ago. it was due to a realization that i would never achieve them anyway. recently, attempts are made to revive the hope found in my childhood, but with much difficulty. partly, there is still the impossibility of having it all. therefore, a decision has been reached to dream only of the most simplest things, and to achieve them one at a time. right now, i am having difficulty in choosing what to dream of!
tuesday, 26. lost clusters of memory.
"i, friend or foe; treat me as one that i shall be."
"the medication for depression: direction in life."
friday, 6th day of december, 2002.
so many things are left unsettled. so many things never to be settled. my life with all its amenities is a mess. but i guess it’s much better than someone else’s. today, was a good day of rest, despite the fact that i learned nothing. so what have i accomplished so far?
to begin with, i am priveleged to be earning a degree superior than those of my contemporaries in grade school and high school. i wonder where they are now.
only to find myself among the "cream of the crop". yeah, sure, whatever. you think so? not really. i’m not so different after all, especially if you see me as just one of the hundreds of medical students in one of the hundreds of medical schools in one of the most puny countries. but then, there are a hundred more better than i. this is where i cease. this is my place in life. is it?
i am trying to come up with an entry for the upcoming "kuwaderno". it is for the prestige and honor of being counted in. but also, it is for an expression of a better literature worthy to be called "kuwaderno". just so that "they" may have something worth reading.
2002, sunday, 15th of december.
he scoffed at the bible.
the man beside him noticed it immediately and began to speak, "why do you scorn at a book you know so little of?"
he was wise in his own eyes and wiser in the eyes of men. without much effort he replied, "the little that i know of it is enough…." his attitude spoke a lot about him.
19th.
…
there are some things so beautiful but you could not own. the closest thing is having them for your eyes to see.
…
imperfect as it seems, it all depends…
monday, the 11th day of the 11th month, 2002.
i found myself wondering about life and trying to make sense of it–again. i guess i never will, up until the ending days.
life is a journey. my quest began a long time ago. 23 years of living. up until now, i am still unsure of where i really am, how far i’ve come or where i really am supposed to go. life is full of surprises, great and small.
wednesday, the 13th. i found myself "stuck" again. i am "stuck" in a world that doesn’t seem to be moving. if ever it does, it’s too slow for me. what gives. i’m not in a hurry for anything. i am "stuck" in a room of "learning" where theories fly left and right, theories i would never use, rarely if ever. i am "stuck" in this state of "numbness", a drone of society waiting for the next "orders".
friday, 22. sometimes, i feel like i’m way ahead my years. i think like how i should think in two or three years. it’s like my contemporaries will think the same way i do in a year or two. i must say, it gets too lonely sometimes.
i have stopped dreaming a long time ago. it was due to a realization that i would never achieve them anyway. recently, attempts are made to revive the hope found in my childhood, but with much difficulty. partly, there is still the impossibility of having it all. therefore, a decision has been reached to dream only of the most simplest things, and to achieve them one at a time. right now, i am having difficulty in choosing what to dream of!
tuesday, 26. lost clusters of memory.
"i, friend or foe; treat me as one that i shall be."
"the medication for depression: direction in life."
friday, 6th day of december, 2002.
so many things are left unsettled. so many things never to be settled. my life with all its amenities is a mess. but i guess it’s much better than someone else’s. today, was a good day of rest, despite the fact that i learned nothing. so what have i accomplished so far?
to begin with, i am priveleged to be earning a degree superior than those of my contemporaries in grade school and high school. i wonder where they are now.
only to find myself among the "cream of the crop". yeah, sure, whatever. you think so? not really. i’m not so different after all, especially if you see me as just one of the hundreds of medical students in one of the hundreds of medical schools in one of the most puny countries. but then, there are a hundred more better than i. this is where i cease. this is my place in life. is it?
i am trying to come up with an entry for the upcoming "kuwaderno". it is for the prestige and honor of being counted in. but also, it is for an expression of a better literature worthy to be called "kuwaderno". just so that "they" may have something worth reading.
2002, sunday, 15th of december.
he scoffed at the bible.
the man beside him noticed it immediately and began to speak, "why do you scorn at a book you know so little of?"
he was wise in his own eyes and wiser in the eyes of men. without much effort he replied, "the little that i know of it is enough…." his attitude spoke a lot about him.
19th.
…
there are some things so beautiful but you could not own. the closest thing is having them for your eyes to see.
…
politics - beating a tired horse/ whores
posted
28.8.06
if 75 million people moved in one direction the world will tilt (even more). set the coordinates, destination: the golden age of the republic.
progress is determined 99% by politicians. the remaining 1% is attributed to chance. if prevailing politicians don’t get their acts together, the ordinary men are forced to be politicians themselves.
i’d rather live in a country in civil war fighting for truth and justice than a country seemingly peacful and prosperous while corruption and lies overreign.
because true peace and prosperity can only come from prevailing truth and justice.
while it is in your interest to protect the people to uphold our welfare, you have lost that right by virtue of cheating.
the enemy of the government are ones who undermined its power.
ooo
kung mabasa ito ng intelligence, meron ba sila nun? robot lang kasi sila. madaling sumunod sa mga utos. read. laugh. ignore. report. walang ka-emotion.
kung pinayagan sana ni jose na nagtagumpay si crisostomo, marahil mas maaga natapos ang kuwento. ngunit patay na si ibarra, patay na rin si rizal. hanggang ngayon buhay pa rin si damaso sa gobyerno. sayang naman ang sakripisyo ng mga bayani. akala kasi nila cool ang mamatay para sa bayan. nagkamali sila ng akala.
ooo
[i am sorry]
mahal ko ang pilipinas
nababalot sa dilim
hawak ng mga dayuhan
kapit sa patalim
ito ang aking bayan
patay na ang mga bayani
kahit mabagal ang hustisya
basta’t kami’y masaya
masagana ang mga kurakot
pero ayos lang sa amin
dahil kami ay kanilang alipin
masarap naman ang pinapakain
magulo lang ang pagbabago
sa bahay na lang ako
pagbutihin na lang ang trabaho
yan ang magandang payo
mabuhay sana ang pilipinas
habang kami’y nasa undas
kalimutan na ang prinsipyo
aanhin pa ng patay na kabayo
wala na bang mga matalino
kesa mga unggoy sa trono
hawak ang mga baril
pamalo ng mga bobo
malakas man sumuntok
sa hangin naman ang bagsak
wala yan sa sipag at tiyaga
mauubusan ka rin ng hangin
i am sorry.
ooo
para sa mga sundalong nawalan ng landas: yan ba ang tinuturo sa academy na yan ang isarado ang mga mata sa hustisya, ang payagan ang mandaraya makaupo sa palasyo at kulungin ang mga taong may prinsipyo? loyalkayo sa pulitiko hindi sa republika. courage ng mga duwag at walang prinsipyo. honor ny sa inyo na lang. magbuhat ng bangko. pambihira handa kayo ibuwis ang buhay nyo pero hindi and sweldo at ang status symbol na tingga. sinong may sabi wala kayong magawa. minsan ang dishonorable discharge ang pinakahonorableng gawin. lalo na ang matanggal sa isang organization ng corruption. ang bobo nyo naman, hawak kayo sa leeg. parang naman sa mga hari nakasalalay ang ating buhay. nabuhay naman tayo ng wala sila. ilang beses na silang napalitan. bakit ngayon hindi na pwede.
nakakahiya kayo. ang mga ordinaryong mamamayan pa ang kailangan humatak sa inyo na gawin ang inyong tungkulin sa republika. hindi sana umaabot ng twenty years ang paghihirap. at sino ang proprotekta sa amin laban sa karahasan kung wala kayo? nagpapatawa ka ba? baka kayo pa nga ang papatay sa amin. kayo at ang inyong sugar mommy. buti pa mag nursing na lang kayo at suma-ibang bansa. may dollars pa.
isipin ba naman proud na proud maging sundalo. tuta pa kamo. harap-harapan ginago ang bandila, gawa ng inyong mga amo. mabuhay ang pilipinas (sa corruption at katiwalian)
ooo
truth can be so insulting to one’s intelligence.
progress is determined 99% by politicians. the remaining 1% is attributed to chance. if prevailing politicians don’t get their acts together, the ordinary men are forced to be politicians themselves.
i’d rather live in a country in civil war fighting for truth and justice than a country seemingly peacful and prosperous while corruption and lies overreign.
because true peace and prosperity can only come from prevailing truth and justice.
while it is in your interest to protect the people to uphold our welfare, you have lost that right by virtue of cheating.
the enemy of the government are ones who undermined its power.
ooo
kung mabasa ito ng intelligence, meron ba sila nun? robot lang kasi sila. madaling sumunod sa mga utos. read. laugh. ignore. report. walang ka-emotion.
kung pinayagan sana ni jose na nagtagumpay si crisostomo, marahil mas maaga natapos ang kuwento. ngunit patay na si ibarra, patay na rin si rizal. hanggang ngayon buhay pa rin si damaso sa gobyerno. sayang naman ang sakripisyo ng mga bayani. akala kasi nila cool ang mamatay para sa bayan. nagkamali sila ng akala.
ooo
[i am sorry]
mahal ko ang pilipinas
nababalot sa dilim
hawak ng mga dayuhan
kapit sa patalim
ito ang aking bayan
patay na ang mga bayani
kahit mabagal ang hustisya
basta’t kami’y masaya
masagana ang mga kurakot
pero ayos lang sa amin
dahil kami ay kanilang alipin
masarap naman ang pinapakain
magulo lang ang pagbabago
sa bahay na lang ako
pagbutihin na lang ang trabaho
yan ang magandang payo
mabuhay sana ang pilipinas
habang kami’y nasa undas
kalimutan na ang prinsipyo
aanhin pa ng patay na kabayo
wala na bang mga matalino
kesa mga unggoy sa trono
hawak ang mga baril
pamalo ng mga bobo
malakas man sumuntok
sa hangin naman ang bagsak
wala yan sa sipag at tiyaga
mauubusan ka rin ng hangin
i am sorry.
ooo
para sa mga sundalong nawalan ng landas: yan ba ang tinuturo sa academy na yan ang isarado ang mga mata sa hustisya, ang payagan ang mandaraya makaupo sa palasyo at kulungin ang mga taong may prinsipyo? loyalkayo sa pulitiko hindi sa republika. courage ng mga duwag at walang prinsipyo. honor ny sa inyo na lang. magbuhat ng bangko. pambihira handa kayo ibuwis ang buhay nyo pero hindi and sweldo at ang status symbol na tingga. sinong may sabi wala kayong magawa. minsan ang dishonorable discharge ang pinakahonorableng gawin. lalo na ang matanggal sa isang organization ng corruption. ang bobo nyo naman, hawak kayo sa leeg. parang naman sa mga hari nakasalalay ang ating buhay. nabuhay naman tayo ng wala sila. ilang beses na silang napalitan. bakit ngayon hindi na pwede.
nakakahiya kayo. ang mga ordinaryong mamamayan pa ang kailangan humatak sa inyo na gawin ang inyong tungkulin sa republika. hindi sana umaabot ng twenty years ang paghihirap. at sino ang proprotekta sa amin laban sa karahasan kung wala kayo? nagpapatawa ka ba? baka kayo pa nga ang papatay sa amin. kayo at ang inyong sugar mommy. buti pa mag nursing na lang kayo at suma-ibang bansa. may dollars pa.
isipin ba naman proud na proud maging sundalo. tuta pa kamo. harap-harapan ginago ang bandila, gawa ng inyong mga amo. mabuhay ang pilipinas (sa corruption at katiwalian)
ooo
truth can be so insulting to one’s intelligence.
heart bits
posted
28.8.06
emotions are unreasonable
imagine losing someone for years
hoping to see each other again one day
holding on only to faith
because of love
hope is there because of faith
faith is there because of love
… and love is something i can’t control
i woke up one day realizing
this (life) was scripted.
ooo
i can still remember your face
as you were walking towards me
but those were the days
we were careless and free
but ever since i’ve fallen for you
it’s been a curse i can’t fight
i just can’t deny that it’s true
even if i know it just isn’t right
for me to just stand here
and do nothing with this pain
no one will notice no one will hear
i just wish it would rain.
it came upon me. i realized why.
i heard jay once say, "determination is not enough". it was gon who said that. then kai mentioned or rather asked, "ganun ba talaga ka-big-deal yun?" i didn’t quite get who she was referring to. but it opened my eyes. a little bit more. was it a big thing for me? would it be a big deal for her? from then on i saw my weakness. i hate to admit it. i am weak.
ooo
learn to live and let go. live life. know your limits.
ooo
emotions were never this hard to control before. love was never this difficult as far as i could recall. you are my objective, there’s no sense in not trying.
ooo
tell me. was it a wrong decision i made…
is there no cure to this pain?
deep within is this answer:
set your heart on things above.
could i help it?
is it not true?
just a little bit more…
i won’t make it.
no one makes it on his own.
there is no need to worry.
there are far more greater concerns.
far far (more) greater.
always.
your chains mean nothing.
your pain means nothing.
it hurts because that is all you know [resist]
but you should know more than that.
the word is–vanity.
just finish what you could accomplish.
use all of your talents.
ooo
will you listen to me even just for one moment
even if my mouth’s closed just hear my cry
it’s not too often someone’s here with me
if only you could understand at least appear to be
because no one understands what i’m feeling
not even myself. i just want your presence
even if you’re somewhere else. will you listen
my silence says it all. i’ve got nothing more to say.
ooo
she spoke (beautiful is not the term i was looking for) she spoke truthfully (nothing is more beautiful than the truth). she wrote so candidly. and for her, my gratitude for my existence as a journalist. this is inspired by you, jik.
ooo
do away with motives for the time being, they make matters look so complicated. what is written is to be read as an expression of what lies within. grafitti. allow me. remain true.
proceed no further. subject to hurt. it’s not the primary reason. you would gladly sacrifice. when faced with conflict, don’t violate the rules. violators will be punished. executed. remain true.
ooo
object of my affection
keeps me in suspended animation
you are my inspiration
but i can’t move on.
ooo
no one will hear. no one will know. except one day. the night i dreamt of you. once more. just when i thought i’ve given up. you remain so dear to me. was i thinking out loud, when i called out your name the moment you appeared before my eyes. maybe it was all in wishful thinking i thought i heard you say my name. but i can’t act. i can’t explain. how i wish all nights were the same. thinking of you was good while it all lasted. at least i saw you once more and felt this feeling again.
ooo
i’m trying my best to forget you. somehow a part of me hopes that i won’t. my heart and my mind keeps on clashing not knowing when will this end. although i’m already numb from the pain, just the thought keeps on haunting, playing over and over again. one day, all i’m waiting for is that day, soon it will be over. but for now…
ooo
fading embers of a dark blue night
stars that shine are the only light
who will guide our way but the distant hope
the remaining fragments of our distant hope
the memory of you.
ooo
solitude offers no comfort anymore.
it’s not that i embraced solitude
but that solitude embraced me
not that loneliness understood me
but i understood loneliness.
i was alone, but i never felt loneliness.
ooo
solitude is a maddening state of which
only a few have a high tolerance for.
patience is a gamble but highly rewarding.
ooo
i will just wait here.
under the rain.
in darkness.
in silence.
eyes shut.
mouth shut.
left to my own.
imagine losing someone for years
hoping to see each other again one day
holding on only to faith
because of love
hope is there because of faith
faith is there because of love
… and love is something i can’t control
i woke up one day realizing
this (life) was scripted.
ooo
i can still remember your face
as you were walking towards me
but those were the days
we were careless and free
but ever since i’ve fallen for you
it’s been a curse i can’t fight
i just can’t deny that it’s true
even if i know it just isn’t right
for me to just stand here
and do nothing with this pain
no one will notice no one will hear
i just wish it would rain.
it came upon me. i realized why.
i heard jay once say, "determination is not enough". it was gon who said that. then kai mentioned or rather asked, "ganun ba talaga ka-big-deal yun?" i didn’t quite get who she was referring to. but it opened my eyes. a little bit more. was it a big thing for me? would it be a big deal for her? from then on i saw my weakness. i hate to admit it. i am weak.
ooo
learn to live and let go. live life. know your limits.
ooo
emotions were never this hard to control before. love was never this difficult as far as i could recall. you are my objective, there’s no sense in not trying.
ooo
tell me. was it a wrong decision i made…
is there no cure to this pain?
deep within is this answer:
set your heart on things above.
could i help it?
is it not true?
just a little bit more…
i won’t make it.
no one makes it on his own.
there is no need to worry.
there are far more greater concerns.
far far (more) greater.
always.
your chains mean nothing.
your pain means nothing.
it hurts because that is all you know [resist]
but you should know more than that.
the word is–vanity.
just finish what you could accomplish.
use all of your talents.
ooo
will you listen to me even just for one moment
even if my mouth’s closed just hear my cry
it’s not too often someone’s here with me
if only you could understand at least appear to be
because no one understands what i’m feeling
not even myself. i just want your presence
even if you’re somewhere else. will you listen
my silence says it all. i’ve got nothing more to say.
ooo
she spoke (beautiful is not the term i was looking for) she spoke truthfully (nothing is more beautiful than the truth). she wrote so candidly. and for her, my gratitude for my existence as a journalist. this is inspired by you, jik.
ooo
do away with motives for the time being, they make matters look so complicated. what is written is to be read as an expression of what lies within. grafitti. allow me. remain true.
proceed no further. subject to hurt. it’s not the primary reason. you would gladly sacrifice. when faced with conflict, don’t violate the rules. violators will be punished. executed. remain true.
ooo
object of my affection
keeps me in suspended animation
you are my inspiration
but i can’t move on.
ooo
no one will hear. no one will know. except one day. the night i dreamt of you. once more. just when i thought i’ve given up. you remain so dear to me. was i thinking out loud, when i called out your name the moment you appeared before my eyes. maybe it was all in wishful thinking i thought i heard you say my name. but i can’t act. i can’t explain. how i wish all nights were the same. thinking of you was good while it all lasted. at least i saw you once more and felt this feeling again.
ooo
i’m trying my best to forget you. somehow a part of me hopes that i won’t. my heart and my mind keeps on clashing not knowing when will this end. although i’m already numb from the pain, just the thought keeps on haunting, playing over and over again. one day, all i’m waiting for is that day, soon it will be over. but for now…
ooo
fading embers of a dark blue night
stars that shine are the only light
who will guide our way but the distant hope
the remaining fragments of our distant hope
the memory of you.
ooo
solitude offers no comfort anymore.
it’s not that i embraced solitude
but that solitude embraced me
not that loneliness understood me
but i understood loneliness.
i was alone, but i never felt loneliness.
ooo
solitude is a maddening state of which
only a few have a high tolerance for.
patience is a gamble but highly rewarding.
ooo
i will just wait here.
under the rain.
in darkness.
in silence.
eyes shut.
mouth shut.
left to my own.
my notes in medicine 2
posted
28.8.06
medicine 2
[somewhere in the middle of my notes]
november 28, wednesday
circa 1pm
once in a blue moon.
the blue moon appeared, this time with a yellow pillow
fine silk displayed in all its splendor.
i wasn’t able to stand the glare.
in my memory was an after image
only time knew how long it would last.
i wish i could see it more often
otherwise remove the blinding haze in my eyes.
the beautiful blue moon, i don’t know what it means,
it could be a curse or a cure to desolation
tic toc tic toc tic toc tic toc
system activated.
cleared. and ready…
long rests have a way of making one’s mood depressed.
the directives remain to be seen.
i am hungry.
steamworks of the heart
the furnace is kept warm
white smoke arise profusely
as the machinery slows
in a river, in a lake, one night
on a boat gently cruising
glass water mirrors stars
fleeting clouds in a distant sky
orion’s belt felt closer
a siren’s song in a still evening
i can see my fate
my past has ceased to be the present
as time has stopped
the lion sleeps half awake
waiting for something to occur
at the right moment it shall awaken and gain its rightful place
when destiny was not to be given much thought.
unleashing of the all seeing eye is circumstantial.
no one can touch you through such armor.
except. from within.
in silence i lay wait
[somewhere in the middle of my notes]
november 28, wednesday
circa 1pm
once in a blue moon.
the blue moon appeared, this time with a yellow pillow
fine silk displayed in all its splendor.
i wasn’t able to stand the glare.
in my memory was an after image
only time knew how long it would last.
i wish i could see it more often
otherwise remove the blinding haze in my eyes.
the beautiful blue moon, i don’t know what it means,
it could be a curse or a cure to desolation
tic toc tic toc tic toc tic toc
system activated.
cleared. and ready…
long rests have a way of making one’s mood depressed.
the directives remain to be seen.
i am hungry.
steamworks of the heart
the furnace is kept warm
white smoke arise profusely
as the machinery slows
in a river, in a lake, one night
on a boat gently cruising
glass water mirrors stars
fleeting clouds in a distant sky
orion’s belt felt closer
a siren’s song in a still evening
i can see my fate
my past has ceased to be the present
as time has stopped
the lion sleeps half awake
waiting for something to occur
at the right moment it shall awaken and gain its rightful place
when destiny was not to be given much thought.
unleashing of the all seeing eye is circumstantial.
no one can touch you through such armor.
except. from within.
in silence i lay wait
chopsuey lyrics
posted
28.8.06
…parang atin ang gabi
para bang wala tayong katabi
at tayo’y sumayaw
na parang di na tayo bibitaw
…pwede ba kitang tabihan
kahit na may kasama ka nang iba?
-(lyrics chopped from) sugarfree
ooo
i know you think that
i shouldn’t still love you
or tell you that
but if i didn’t say it
well i’d still have felt it
where’s the sense in that
i promise i’m not trying
to make your life harder
or return to where we were
but i will go down with this ship
and i won’t put my hands up
and surrender
there will be no white flag
above my door
i’m in love and always will be
i know i left
too much massive destruction
to come back again
and i cause nothing but trouble
i understand if you can’t
talk to me again
and if you live by the rules
that it’s over
then i’m sure that makes sense
i will remain jump-shore we will
our love will stay
t’will be there still
i’d let it pass and hold my tongue
and you will feel that i’ve moved on
-dido (white flag)
ooo
once in your life you find someone
who will turn your world around
bring you up when you’re feeling down
now nothing can change what you mean to me
there’s lots that i could say
but just hold me now…
baby, you’re all that i want…
i’ve been waiting for so long
for something to arrive
for love to come along
i’ll be standing there for you
-(lyrics chopped from) bryan adams
ooo
chop chop!
para bang wala tayong katabi
at tayo’y sumayaw
na parang di na tayo bibitaw
…pwede ba kitang tabihan
kahit na may kasama ka nang iba?
-(lyrics chopped from) sugarfree
ooo
i know you think that
i shouldn’t still love you
or tell you that
but if i didn’t say it
well i’d still have felt it
where’s the sense in that
i promise i’m not trying
to make your life harder
or return to where we were
but i will go down with this ship
and i won’t put my hands up
and surrender
there will be no white flag
above my door
i’m in love and always will be
i know i left
too much massive destruction
to come back again
and i cause nothing but trouble
i understand if you can’t
talk to me again
and if you live by the rules
that it’s over
then i’m sure that makes sense
i will remain jump-shore we will
our love will stay
t’will be there still
i’d let it pass and hold my tongue
and you will feel that i’ve moved on
-dido (white flag)
ooo
once in your life you find someone
who will turn your world around
bring you up when you’re feeling down
now nothing can change what you mean to me
there’s lots that i could say
but just hold me now…
baby, you’re all that i want…
i’ve been waiting for so long
for something to arrive
for love to come along
i’ll be standing there for you
-(lyrics chopped from) bryan adams
ooo
chop chop!
detached from somewhere
posted
28.8.06
the language barrier is here to stay. but it does not move, it just stands in the way. what you can’t go through, try going over, or around or even under.
ang gustong basahin ng mga tao ngayon ay tagalog. ung nakaka-relate sila. pero di rin, magkaiba kasi ang vernacular sa native language. ang native language kung sa tagalog mala-florante at laura, el filibusterismo setting at walang jologs. kung baga, ibang level. syempre, iba naman ang "native" language na tutukoy sa local dialect, iba yun. kagaya ng ilokano shak, wen manen. mas interesting ang vernacular. yun ang hinahanap ng karamihan ngayon. at karaniwang dialect na gamit ay taglish. exciting. joe rizal ang makabagong writings. jologs. corny. english word naman ang "corny" diba? okay lang. pati ang "okay" english din. okay lang naman ang taglish, basta masaya at napaka-down-to-earth. ewan ko ba kung bakit maraming hate-na-hate at nakokornihan dun.
the education system of this day and age is compared to a factory where almost everything is mass produced. on the good side of it, more people attain the benefit of a satisfactory education. all of it are at the expense of the highly specialized proportion wherein it serves as an inhibition for their growth and development. as a result, skilled and gifted individuals tend to move outside of the country where a more suitable environment permits them to attain their full potential.
the problem i have with this system is that there seems to be a conflict of interest. the goals of the system is generalized and self-serving, but also does not discount the fact that my own goals are also self-serving.
in the process, it fills up an individual with too much non-essentials to a certain point wherein the interest of the same individual are set aside and not fully developed. it destroys an individual’s noble idea for a thinking of its own, the society determines what ideas are to be brought up.
this is really not the case in most ingenuous ideas to come up. they are a product of spontaneity and individual uniqueness. ironically…
"the less one speaks, the more people listen."
ang gustong basahin ng mga tao ngayon ay tagalog. ung nakaka-relate sila. pero di rin, magkaiba kasi ang vernacular sa native language. ang native language kung sa tagalog mala-florante at laura, el filibusterismo setting at walang jologs. kung baga, ibang level. syempre, iba naman ang "native" language na tutukoy sa local dialect, iba yun. kagaya ng ilokano shak, wen manen. mas interesting ang vernacular. yun ang hinahanap ng karamihan ngayon. at karaniwang dialect na gamit ay taglish. exciting. joe rizal ang makabagong writings. jologs. corny. english word naman ang "corny" diba? okay lang. pati ang "okay" english din. okay lang naman ang taglish, basta masaya at napaka-down-to-earth. ewan ko ba kung bakit maraming hate-na-hate at nakokornihan dun.
the education system of this day and age is compared to a factory where almost everything is mass produced. on the good side of it, more people attain the benefit of a satisfactory education. all of it are at the expense of the highly specialized proportion wherein it serves as an inhibition for their growth and development. as a result, skilled and gifted individuals tend to move outside of the country where a more suitable environment permits them to attain their full potential.
the problem i have with this system is that there seems to be a conflict of interest. the goals of the system is generalized and self-serving, but also does not discount the fact that my own goals are also self-serving.
in the process, it fills up an individual with too much non-essentials to a certain point wherein the interest of the same individual are set aside and not fully developed. it destroys an individual’s noble idea for a thinking of its own, the society determines what ideas are to be brought up.
this is really not the case in most ingenuous ideas to come up. they are a product of spontaneity and individual uniqueness. ironically…
"the less one speaks, the more people listen."
foolishness of the blind
posted
28.8.06
my quiver is full of the sharpest arrows. my bow is ready to strike.
ooo
if only i were (someone) who could escape to my dreams.
ooo
i have to serve, i have to. not that i want to, but because i know i have to serve.
ooo
sword of the saint light of the north spread the word our dreams will come true
we share a common goal a united republic the golden republic
ooo
swords of freedom
swords of justice
guns of freedom
blades of truth
ooo
i can only speak for myself, what i feel, what i think.
ooo
plans of destruction
destroy destroy destroy.
frog prince. prince frog.
kill. and be killed.
dark banishing.
beholder.
go fish.
ooo
and i feel like my world is getting smaller sooner or later no space to call my own and dreams remain as dreams it no longer seems what it seems.
ooo
> "…it depends on what information you seek."
>> "the information i seek is hard to find."
he added, "…if not, impossible to obtain."
> "what do you want to know?"
>> he thought long and hard. "it’s hard to explain right now."
> "but you know it in you, what you want?"
>> there was silence on his part. "i’ll think about that, later."
ooo
folishness of the blind. foolishness of the blind.
FOOLISHNESS OF THE BLIND.
ooo
if only i were (someone) who could escape to my dreams.
ooo
i have to serve, i have to. not that i want to, but because i know i have to serve.
ooo
sword of the saint light of the north spread the word our dreams will come true
we share a common goal a united republic the golden republic
ooo
swords of freedom
swords of justice
guns of freedom
blades of truth
ooo
i can only speak for myself, what i feel, what i think.
ooo
plans of destruction
destroy destroy destroy.
frog prince. prince frog.
kill. and be killed.
dark banishing.
beholder.
go fish.
ooo
and i feel like my world is getting smaller sooner or later no space to call my own and dreams remain as dreams it no longer seems what it seems.
ooo
> "…it depends on what information you seek."
>> "the information i seek is hard to find."
he added, "…if not, impossible to obtain."
> "what do you want to know?"
>> he thought long and hard. "it’s hard to explain right now."
> "but you know it in you, what you want?"
>> there was silence on his part. "i’ll think about that, later."
ooo
folishness of the blind. foolishness of the blind.
FOOLISHNESS OF THE BLIND.
man over-bored
posted
28.8.06
everything is going according to God’s plan.
(i was) lying on my bed thinking, seemingly wasting time, but i won’t move. i realized this is what i should have done a long time ago, press the pause button. [][] let the body rest. and let the mind work. for once, stop moving forward towards nowhere. there is nothing there but vanity. in vain. trust me.
you wake up each morning with the purpose to keep your eyes open because there’s no sense in keeping it closed until you’re tired. what really have you accomplished?
cobwebs overhead. now, should i sweep them? why? cleaner. is that what you want? no. i just want to appreciate those cobwebs over me. that sense of satisfaction in accomplishment.
ooo
listen to the song
creeping to your head
was there something wrong
with words that were said
spiders in your head
cobwebs beneath your bed
ooo
after waiting for some time…
… there are no directions(?) after all(?)
you have to make them(??)
on my bed, in my head.
or just wait some more.
all you have are just the principles
but where are you heading?
what should you do?
is waiting okay?
and while you are waiting?
think? write? draw? study? plan? nothing?
waiting is wasting for people like me.
ooo
unfortunately, waiting forever
literally meant forever.
no one can wait that long.
ooo
i guess…
it’s time for me to fix things
leave nothing to chance.
it’s not for me to close doors
neither should i open them.
ooo
magaling ka. pero alam mo bang gamitin?
wala sa pag-aaral ang mga lessons ng buhay.
ooo
there were simply no secrets to unveil. no mysteries worth exploring.
plans? i don’t make plans. i just follow orders.
before me was a door. where it leads to i don’t know. attempts were made to enter but to no avail. it wasn’t a bother neither was i curious enough. there just wasn’t a reason to remember… or forget. it just stood there as i stood there. waiting. knowing time will tell.
ooo
options:
A. wait
B. there is no plan B.
C. don’t wait
D. just wait
ooo
what a stressful life! this medicine is. ah. i don’t remember asking for this. far from what i imagined. or because i did not imagine anything before. up until now. i just don’t know what lies ahead, that’s all. not that i’m complaining. do i have a choice. fate has brought me here. there is no other way but this direction. to the death! i salute you.
ooo
what do we do now?
after seeing all there is to see… it’s becoming more excitingly–depressing. frustration.
the story is so engrossing you can no longer wait for more. we must start making stories of our own.
but i can’t move in my current state.
secrets.–talents. abilities. skills.
quest.–search. discover. invent.
mission.–pass the boards.
ooo
the board exam is a joke–
(if you failed it, it was a bad joke;)
(if you pass it, now that’s a good one!)
joke joke joke!
failing it makes it a terrible joke;
passing it makes it a good one!
does anyone deserve to pass?
if so, does he deserve to take the test?
well lad, you deserve the exam….
ooo
PATIENCE…a little more…time.
WAIT. (deep breathing) close your world. SHUT. OFF. (fade to black)
(i was) lying on my bed thinking, seemingly wasting time, but i won’t move. i realized this is what i should have done a long time ago, press the pause button. [][] let the body rest. and let the mind work. for once, stop moving forward towards nowhere. there is nothing there but vanity. in vain. trust me.
you wake up each morning with the purpose to keep your eyes open because there’s no sense in keeping it closed until you’re tired. what really have you accomplished?
cobwebs overhead. now, should i sweep them? why? cleaner. is that what you want? no. i just want to appreciate those cobwebs over me. that sense of satisfaction in accomplishment.
ooo
listen to the song
creeping to your head
was there something wrong
with words that were said
spiders in your head
cobwebs beneath your bed
ooo
after waiting for some time…
… there are no directions(?) after all(?)
you have to make them(??)
on my bed, in my head.
or just wait some more.
all you have are just the principles
but where are you heading?
what should you do?
is waiting okay?
and while you are waiting?
think? write? draw? study? plan? nothing?
waiting is wasting for people like me.
ooo
unfortunately, waiting forever
literally meant forever.
no one can wait that long.
ooo
i guess…
it’s time for me to fix things
leave nothing to chance.
it’s not for me to close doors
neither should i open them.
ooo
magaling ka. pero alam mo bang gamitin?
wala sa pag-aaral ang mga lessons ng buhay.
ooo
there were simply no secrets to unveil. no mysteries worth exploring.
plans? i don’t make plans. i just follow orders.
before me was a door. where it leads to i don’t know. attempts were made to enter but to no avail. it wasn’t a bother neither was i curious enough. there just wasn’t a reason to remember… or forget. it just stood there as i stood there. waiting. knowing time will tell.
ooo
options:
A. wait
B. there is no plan B.
C. don’t wait
D. just wait
ooo
what a stressful life! this medicine is. ah. i don’t remember asking for this. far from what i imagined. or because i did not imagine anything before. up until now. i just don’t know what lies ahead, that’s all. not that i’m complaining. do i have a choice. fate has brought me here. there is no other way but this direction. to the death! i salute you.
ooo
what do we do now?
after seeing all there is to see… it’s becoming more excitingly–depressing. frustration.
the story is so engrossing you can no longer wait for more. we must start making stories of our own.
but i can’t move in my current state.
secrets.–talents. abilities. skills.
quest.–search. discover. invent.
mission.–pass the boards.
ooo
the board exam is a joke–
(if you failed it, it was a bad joke;)
(if you pass it, now that’s a good one!)
joke joke joke!
failing it makes it a terrible joke;
passing it makes it a good one!
does anyone deserve to pass?
if so, does he deserve to take the test?
well lad, you deserve the exam….
ooo
PATIENCE…a little more…time.
WAIT. (deep breathing) close your world. SHUT. OFF. (fade to black)
nuggets from magic
posted
1.8.06
magic cards oracle text. words in [brackets] are the card names. ng minsan, walang magawa ang barkada. naglaro ng magic cards. hindi nakuntento, nagprint ng magic cards. sa ngayon, isa na lang ala-ala ito. too much occultic. sa kabilang dako, may mga napulot din namang coolness. and questionable coolness. mga natatanging sayings sa cards. hindi ko naman sinasabing sang-ayon ako sa lahat. masarap lang isulat. saka ko pag-aralan. kung meron man konting aral.
we plant the seeds of doubt to harvest the crop of wisdom.
-[monk realist]
we plant the seeds of doubt to harvest the crop of wisdom.
-[monk realist]
belief is the strongest mortar.
-[monk idealist]
-[monk idealist]
all animals – even humans – can be herded. the trick is to make them think they choose their own destination.
-mangara [mtenda herder]
-mangara [mtenda herder]
unanswered prayers are themselves answers.
-nantuko teaching [nantuko disciple]
-nantuko teaching [nantuko disciple]
plant a field with wishes, and you will grow more wishes.
-nantuko teaching [nantuko elder]
-nantuko teaching [nantuko elder]
that which grows without roots cannot be uprooted.
-nantuko teaching [nantuko mentor]
-nantuko teaching [nantuko mentor]
your past is a map to where you will go.
-nantuko teaching [nantuko tracer]
-nantuko teaching [nantuko tracer]
the best cure for a big ego is a little failure.
-[turnabout]
-[turnabout]
the pattern of life can be studied like a book, if you know how to read it.
-[slate of ancestry]
-[slate of ancestry]
good strategists seize opportunities. great strategists make their own.
-[shelter]
-[shelter]
light creates shadow; light destroys shadow. such is the transience of darkness.
-[shadowbane]
-[shadowbane]
a good memory is no match for a good scribe.
-[scrivener]
-[scrivener]
my enemy’s hatred is his weakness. my enemy’s anger is my strength.
-remin, venerable monk [reverse damage]
-remin, venerable monk [reverse damage]
tread upon the meek, and they shall wound your feet and make you crawl
-asmira, holy avenger [retribution of the meek]
-asmira, holy avenger [retribution of the meek]
its students graduate the school and enter history.
-[minamo, school at water’s edge]
-[minamo, school at water’s edge]
the best leaders are made by their followers.
-[alpha status]
-[alpha status]
it is dangerous indeed to be lost in someone else’s thoughts.
-[meishin, the mind cage]
-[meishin, the mind cage]
true enlightenment comes not with a new thought, but with understanding of the old ones.
-[mnemonic nexus]
-[mnemonic nexus]
madness and genius are separated only by degrees of success.
-[inspiration]
-[inspiration]
experience is a good teacher, not a kind one.
-[battlewise aven]
-[battlewise aven]
what can a peasant get for free that an emperor can never buy?
-dal riddle [peace of mind]
-dal riddle [peace of mind]
sometimes the greatest strength is the strength of conviction.
-[righteousness]
-[righteousness]
i don’t need a plan, just a goal. the rest will follow on its own.
-gerrard [temper]
-gerrard [temper]
no person was ever honored for what he received. honor has been the reward for what he gave.
-calvin coolidge [warrior’s honor]
-calvin coolidge [warrior’s honor]
trust, the fifth myth of reality: every truth holds the seed of betrayal.
-[mistform mask]
-[mistform mask]
fellowship, the fourth myth of reality: as the tides of war shift, so do loyalties.
-[mistform wall]
-[mistform wall]
conviction, the third myth of reality: only those who seek the truth can be deceived.
-[mistform skyreaver]
-[mistform skyreaver]
devotion, the second myth of reality: the faithful are most hurt by the objects of their faith.
-[mistform dreamer]
-[mistform dreamer]
familiarity, the first myth of reality: what you know the best, you observe the least.
-[mistform mutant]
-[mistform mutant]
the strongest of the pride are measured not by the steel in their hands but by the steel in their souls.
-[leonin battlemage]
-[leonin battlemage]
the other small blue book
posted
1.8.06
sayang sa papel.
kaya dapat, sulatan! [in this case, sayang sa blog space, kaya dapat punuin!]
kaya dapat, sulatan! [in this case, sayang sa blog space, kaya dapat punuin!]
oooo
perhaps. perhaps you were expecting for the… perhaps. you were expecting… perhaps. you were hoping for the unexpected. and you wonder, could i be the unexpected, could i be the one you were hoping for. perhaps. but you were not hoping. and i was unexpected. but it was i who was hoping for the unexpected. perhaps.
oooo
on learning, written during the wasting school hours… (one of those days that just comes and goes, that’s not so special)…
learning must be forced in order to take effect. without force, we will never learn all the things we need to learn. that is the way of the system. the students pay for the tuition (the parents actually). the school is paid to ensure that the student is in class. the student is not in a position to decide for himself. i used to have a sharp mind… until the system has made me dull. this is what they call premium education, knowledge for the masses. to go against the system is to go against everyone. including myself. otherwise, take it as it is, learning is dull.
school has changed me a lot. i lost most of my inventions.
oooo
never a day passess by without i thinking of you, who you were and how we used to be. in your absence my faith held on, believing on the promise we made, we shall be as one. in your silence my heart grows [grew] cold losing the hope that someday we shall be as one. but i shall never stop until the day i find you, if no longer for the fire of love that once consumed me, then for the integrity of my word, the promise i made for the three stars of orion. even if unto the end i shall never find you, i will continue my course which fate has sealed.
used to be. until.
oooo
… never say the words ‘i love you’ with just a feeling in your skin. you have to know it with your heart as unchangeable truth and are willing to fight for it and die fighting.
of twisted realities
posted
1.8.06
rivermaya
has some cool songs, such as ‘214’, ‘you’ll be safe here’. unfortunately, they have some ‘prejudices’. i think bamboo carries it with him. just pick out the cool, scorn the fool. like ‘hallelujah’. as if. he sings it as if he knew what it meant. fool. like f.u. speaks so much of what is in his heart. rebellion.
has some cool songs, such as ‘214’, ‘you’ll be safe here’. unfortunately, they have some ‘prejudices’. i think bamboo carries it with him. just pick out the cool, scorn the fool. like ‘hallelujah’. as if. he sings it as if he knew what it meant. fool. like f.u. speaks so much of what is in his heart. rebellion.
as if unfair (as if i’m there) (as if i care)
would you be aware (would you be there)
if i might cast you down the stairs
don’t tell me it’s all okay
if i hold you, you lucky gay (if i talk fast for hours today)
i’m running out of funny things to say (today)
would you be aware (would you be there)
if i might cast you down the stairs
don’t tell me it’s all okay
if i hold you, you lucky gay (if i talk fast for hours today)
i’m running out of funny things to say (today)
i don’t need a bunny wife (dummy wife)
‘coz your body looks like a puzzle
that i would drown
every bird you, every shame you,
every – he-he-heeey!
‘coz your body looks like a puzzle
that i would drown
every bird you, every shame you,
every – he-he-heeey!
bring my gown, bring my gown
bring my gown, bring my gown
bring my gown, bring my gown
-fin
rivermaya,
bamboo, e-heads, whatever. it’s just right that their freedom to write be subject to write-ups. fair. twisting lyrics. i guess they pretty meant the same thing.
bamboo, e-heads, whatever. it’s just right that their freedom to write be subject to write-ups. fair. twisting lyrics. i guess they pretty meant the same thing.
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freedom of the press no matter how free is nothing short of propaganda.
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[more lost verses]
he woke up one day not knowing where he was and in that instance his life flashed before his eyes. his instincts told him to figure it out, his senses were greatly hieghtened.… you don’t understand and maybe you never will. i the messenger bring you the pain.
the downfall of man
posted
1.8.06
man die. it days.
is that was
cursed is foolish
for the of
he story him
does of to
not my think
know life, he
that of was
he your different.
is. life it
his of was
life this foolish
could life. of
be it him
summed was to
up foolish think,
as of because
such: him time
he to erases
lived think the
once more memory
only of of
to himself, his
is that was
cursed is foolish
for the of
he story him
does of to
not my think
know life, he
that of was
he your different.
is. life it
his of was
life this foolish
could life. of
be it him
summed was to
up foolish think,
as of because
such: him time
he to erases
lived think the
once more memory
only of of
to himself, his
go
figure.
figure.
i'm alive
posted
27.7.06
after ages of slumber. naisip ko i-publish na lang ung mga remnants ng notes ko since college. sorry sa spam. hindi ako yun. si friendster yun.
part 1 pa lang ito, 1 book of many. kung pede nga lang isama ko pati illustrations. pede. kahit pangit. pero cool.
inactivate ko na rin ung archives. pwede nang ma-access. ulit. syempre, ako ang a-access. unless gusto nyo rin.
in short, luma na ang mga ito. 3 to 4 years ago pa. ata.
for the benefit of archiving. presenting, SPAM.
part 1 pa lang ito, 1 book of many. kung pede nga lang isama ko pati illustrations. pede. kahit pangit. pero cool.
inactivate ko na rin ung archives. pwede nang ma-access. ulit. syempre, ako ang a-access. unless gusto nyo rin.
in short, luma na ang mga ito. 3 to 4 years ago pa. ata.
for the benefit of archiving. presenting, SPAM.
between the lines
posted
27.7.06
armor-piercing one-shot kills
(she) got me wounded on the ground
inch-thick steel plates couldn’t hold
full-metal jacket slugs.
from her window she saw my soul
caught my crosshairs aimed at her.
(she) got me wounded on the ground
inch-thick steel plates couldn’t hold
full-metal jacket slugs.
from her window she saw my soul
caught my crosshairs aimed at her.
encounters happened in a flash
seconds passing in long hours
you could even feel and see
the shutter’s speed of well-aimed eyes.
seconds passing in long hours
you could even feel and see
the shutter’s speed of well-aimed eyes.
i would bleed for hours to death
believing that i never missed
she also got what she deserved.
believing that i never missed
she also got what she deserved.
every instance seeing you
ignites feelings deep within
lead me closer to my fate
even if it means my fall
even if its all too late
never doubt my heart for you.
2002 or 3.
ignites feelings deep within
lead me closer to my fate
even if it means my fall
even if its all too late
never doubt my heart for you.
the butterfly
posted
27.7.06
butterflies that flutter by
give meaning to an empty sky
let the breeze among the trees
draw their wings in days like this.
give meaning to an empty sky
let the breeze among the trees
draw their wings in days like this.
an open hand i offered you
and graciously you closely flew
in grand display your colors shone
i held you dearly as my own.
and graciously you closely flew
in grand display your colors shone
i held you dearly as my own.
the sunlight’s touch was such a sight
but soon would be the fall of night
my butterfly soon went away
into my garden there to stay.
but soon would be the fall of night
my butterfly soon went away
into my garden there to stay.
the unrelated life theory thread
posted
27.7.06
life encompasses all. truth goes beyond. life is composed of theories; theories are composed of perceptions; perceptions are based on reality, an experience of reality. the classification of life… the classification of theories.the life theory.
there is no single satisfactory classification of life. it is a goal for me to create one system of classification for the purpose of presenting my theories in life, from the practical to the philosophical, the grave to the outrageous.
there is no single satisfactory classification of life. it is a goal for me to create one system of classification for the purpose of presenting my theories in life, from the practical to the philosophical, the grave to the outrageous.
a theory is nothing more than an idea. herein they lie.
001… the classification will come later
[TOINK!]001. a person is to a nation, as character is to… culture.
[huh?]002. no one is rich without the expense of another.
003. men are not easily open of their problems as women are; believing (that) the amount of beatings they take and what it makes of them is a measure of their character’s strength. unfortunately, a great deal could not absorb much of the beatings and (eventually) succumb!
004. (generally) gender inequality exists as a part of nature. men are better some areas as women are in some areas. there are things men can’t do that women can do and vice versa.
005. every generation has a hero, but not all come to fulfillment.
006. 99% of earth’s population live and die without a trace. in a hundred years, what works remain?
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classification of life:
material and nonmaterial?
idealogy theoretical experiential perceptual
the living and the non-living
the sciences and the non-science
what the eyes see, the ears hear, the mind thinks
input/output
input types: sensory perception, experience
output types: opinion
material and nonmaterial?
idealogy theoretical experiential perceptual
the living and the non-living
the sciences and the non-science
what the eyes see, the ears hear, the mind thinks
input/output
input types: sensory perception, experience
output types: opinion
input > integration > interpretation > output
components: variables, time and space
components: variables, time and space
why classify? to organize knowledge
but there is overlapping of knowledge, one thing will have many classifications
but there is overlapping of knowledge, one thing will have many classifications
time factor: when?
-the past
-the present
-the future
-anytime!
-all the time
-the past
-the present
-the future
-anytime!
-all the time
space:
-material
-non-material
–pertains….
-material
-non-material
–pertains….
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the significance of a life theory: the classification of life is the key to intelligence. with the advent of the internet, the so-called information highway, knowledge is made easily available. the problem faced is the locating of that particular knowledge. there is too much information to shuffle through in order to find what one needs. current methods involve words, not so much as to the idea behind the word. in a more practical sense, what you search for is a group of words not a particular idea. this is where the life theory comes in. we are faced with a virtual system of classification that organizes ideas, which i call theories, simply, these are topics in life. we search for particular topics.
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007. never let the sun go down….
008. hmmph… naiinis ako, dahil ang buhay na ito ay puno ng taong inis sa buhay!
009. bakit ganon? isang kuwadernong puno ng sawi sa buhay at mga taong walang malay?
010. my pen is my sword, withdrawn from its sheath aimed at your heart, ahh yes, your heart. but i won’t kill you, don’t think i can’t, i would if i will, i just won’t kill you… for now. besides, it is foreshadowed, you’ll die of other causes, be it by my own blade or the hand of another. enough!
011. i hid beneath the shadows of my blanket in fear of the mosquito’s bite. haha! you can’t touch me, i’ve won as you will shortly starve to death. but wait, the temperature’s rising, the oxygen is falling (dropping) and the morning is soon to rise. i’m losing sleep! quality time should have been spent dreaming, yet i ended up worrying of the enemy. something has to give. it’s getting harder to breathe…. puff, puff… a little more time… waaah! covers down, fresh air (in), at last! freedom! the moment was short-lived, for a minute or two, the distinct hum from a distant space was back again to add more damage. think. tactics. strategy. outsmart. the bait was set in strategic fashion, my arm outstretch beyond the sheets as i lay wait in stillness. steady, steady now…. BAM!!! as swift as the blinking of an eye, the event took place. blood gushed from the poor insect’s shell. i brushed aside the carcass, and went soundly back to sleep.
012. i want to eat you whole, alive! bring vigor to my hide. and when the right time will arrive, send fullness deep inside.
013. she has learned to hate whom she once loved. could it be said that she never loved at all? or am i led to believe that love and hate can co-exist.
014. one fine day. one fine day, the skies turned gray, i woke up late, my watch showed eight, eight, eight! we had a quiz, at saint louis, but as i’ve said, i was in bed, bed, bed. i went outside to seek (catch) a ride. i had to run ‘coz there was none, none, none. (they were all gone!)015. unfinished business….
016. buried sins sprout trees.
017. just compensation theory
vital components of the equation: time, effort, efficiency, resource, risk, input
compensation as output
compensation as output
justice.
not to be equated wit equality.
not to be equated wit equality.
postulate: not all men are created equal.
#2: all men deserve justice
#2: all men deserve justice
corollary: all men will get justice.
justice: founded upon the laws of thermodynamics, for every action, is an equal and opposite reaction.
*the current economic illness is due to a violation of the above theory. poverty is only part and parcel of the social problem. (part of the equation).
time: more time invested, the more compensation
effort: greater effort, greater compensation
greater resource input, greater compensation
greater risk, greater compensation (?)
effort: greater effort, greater compensation
greater resource input, greater compensation
greater risk, greater compensation (?)
education enters the scene. it represents knowledge, information. it is a status symbol. could it be said therefore that knowledge is to be considered a factor for the just compensation theory? are status symbols to be a part of the equation?
contention: not because one graduates he/she is educated. he/she never had the knowledge, only the status symbol of having it. one’s status symbol should never be taken into consideration but they always are. they are a part of man’s subjective opinion of one another, and plays a vital role to the system’s compensation plan. prejudice
is a form of injustice. (?) not all. (?) favoritism. (?) not all. (?)
-end of [nonsense] message.
is a form of injustice. (?) not all. (?) favoritism. (?) not all. (?)
my theory on magnetism, gravity and electricity
posted
27.7.06
-by me, jik!
magnetism is a form of energy, potential energy.
it is somehow related to electricity.
somehow i am led to believe it is electricity in stored form.
it is somehow related to electricity.
somehow i am led to believe it is electricity in stored form.
based on the theory above, it is possible to unleash this stored potential energy.
likewise, it is possible to store energy in the form of magnetism.
likewise, it is possible to store energy in the form of magnetism.
part II
i can’t figure out the relationship between an iron magnet and earth’s gravitational magnet.
gravity and magnetism may be of similar forces but are of different principles.
anti-magnetism, a concept which could be understood does not have a similar application to an anti-gravity.
gravity and magnetism may be of similar forces but are of different principles.
anti-magnetism, a concept which could be understood does not have a similar application to an anti-gravity.
part III
gravity is a pull. could it be a push? it utilizes energy. it would take energy to counter gravity. current means involve active physical force by means of propulsion or by passive force by means of density gradients.
could gravity be explained by density gradients? (heavier) more dense objects tend to concentrate centripetally while (lighter) less dense objects tend to be displaced at the periphery.
part IV
how then could a compass be explained?
is there a relationship between magnetism and gravity?
as taken from the amazing blue book(s)
is there a relationship between magnetism and gravity?
out of the blue thoughts
posted
27.7.06
eto… halo halo. ang hirap kasi i-classify. galing sa magaling na unang blue book. for the record.
b- blackstar, bismarc, bleucher,bethlehem, bismuth, braxis, berlin
c- crono, cerberus
d- deluvidian
e- evangelion, elena
f- firaga
g- galenos, gilead, gabriel, gigas
h- heneral
i- ikari
j- jik!, jupiter, jerusalem, jarbace
k- kapitan, koola
l- leviathan, leires, lordaeron, lynx
m- magen, miguel, megara, madcat, moriah, metarekanah
n-
o-
p- pakkers, praetor, prometheus, piecemillion
q- quistis
r- ramoth-gilead, rohan
s- sephiroth, schala, salamis, shakuras
t- tripoli, trojan
u-
v- vegeta
w- wordsworth, warwick
x- xel’naga
y-
z-zurich,zion, zuljin, zymeth, ziggy, zartan
[palace nightscape]
the night was young but her looks were younger still the song of strings has put the streams to still on the bridge the moonshine swam beneath the whispered smiles radiated longing from within the blue trees grew amongst the shadowy hills at the distant faint the house of light was at play yet nothing held us apart but the finity of that eve.
run on sentence. no, not a sentence.
oooo
[immortalized]
the beauty of a rose
would last forever
in the memory of those
who will remember.
oooo
all scripture inspired by God is…
all scripture is inspired by God. it is the AUTHORITY
the bible is offensive, it will offend you.
the moment the bible loses its supremacy and validity, it becomes merely a book of christians and not God’s word. the words of men never transform the inner person. they may inspire, they may encourage, but cannot change the character of man. it is only the word of God.
all scripture is inspired by God. it is the AUTHORITY
the bible is offensive, it will offend you.
the moment the bible loses its supremacy and validity, it becomes merely a book of christians and not God’s word. the words of men never transform the inner person. they may inspire, they may encourage, but cannot change the character of man. it is only the word of God.
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in a single word to describe you i cannot.
until just now did i begin to think.
still nothing. for granted i took you.
admit must i… i treated you a passer-by.
be here today but gone tomorrow
the way you should you knew me not,
and i the same i know you knew.
until just now did i begin to think.
still nothing. for granted i took you.
admit must i… i treated you a passer-by.
be here today but gone tomorrow
the way you should you knew me not,
and i the same i know you knew.
nakalimutan ko na who i was referring to.
oooo
she is wise in choosing whom to admire; but she must understand fate, my destiny and hers.
oooo
you may be the wisest of men, yet end up with nothing.
oooo
intelligence, as in CIA, as in IQ
oooo
scripture is from God and about God, it is His revelation of Himself, introducing His character to you.
2 Peter 1:20-21
2 Peter 1:20-21
oooo
you may never have the opportunity to invite her again, and it shall be taken against you for wasting the opportunity.
weh. ?
oooo
[name names]
a- abiathar, aeris, armada, azerothb- blackstar, bismarc, bleucher,bethlehem, bismuth, braxis, berlin
c- crono, cerberus
d- deluvidian
e- evangelion, elena
f- firaga
g- galenos, gilead, gabriel, gigas
h- heneral
i- ikari
j- jik!, jupiter, jerusalem, jarbace
k- kapitan, koola
l- leviathan, leires, lordaeron, lynx
m- magen, miguel, megara, madcat, moriah, metarekanah
n-
o-
p- pakkers, praetor, prometheus, piecemillion
q- quistis
r- ramoth-gilead, rohan
s- sephiroth, schala, salamis, shakuras
t- tripoli, trojan
u-
v- vegeta
w- wordsworth, warwick
x- xel’naga
y-
z-zurich,zion, zuljin, zymeth, ziggy, zartan
list ng names na gusto ko para sa lugar… ships… airships… warships. teng, di ko na sinama ung mga elvish names na dinagdag mo ha, hehehe! marami pa bagong dagdag… para ano pa?
oooo
scratch and scrap
the night was young but her looks were younger still the song of strings has put the streams to still on the bridge the moonshine swam beneath the whispered smiles radiated longing from within the blue trees grew amongst the shadowy hills at the distant faint the house of light was at play yet nothing held us apart but the finity of that eve.
not based on reality.
oooo
as i lift up my eyes to behold (for) the skies i began to realize how empty it could be were it not for the stars that shone down on me
[lost verses]
oooo
hate springs forth from roots of resentment.
oooo
it deserves a name. i shall call it… FATE.
what has fate created in you?
who are you now because of what fate has brought?
look, stop the ravage of time and listen to what is going on.
it tells you where we are heading.
an uprising brews within against us
rising discontentment. resentment.
reset.
we have no direction to begin with.
never face fate with a heavy heart but with great resolve.
wait for the beginning of the great task at hand. patience.
what has fate created in you?
who are you now because of what fate has brought?
look, stop the ravage of time and listen to what is going on.
it tells you where we are heading.
an uprising brews within against us
rising discontentment. resentment.
reset.
we have no direction to begin with.
never face fate with a heavy heart but with great resolve.
wait for the beginning of the great task at hand. patience.
oooo
betrayed by the noise of the background which does so easily beset me.
i realize the growing hatred within me against life and its roots and branches.
what the eyes see. what the ears hear. what the mind knows. what the world has to offer.
oooo
in the highway are many by-ways.
oooo
one thing i desire… that i may find favor in your eyes.
oooo
when the skies fade to black…
and the shadows be your walls
be it known in your heart
that the stars up above
shine for you
and the shadows be your walls
be it known in your heart
that the stars up above
shine for you
oooo
he had the power to bring tears in her eyes and the power to make her smile. yet he would not budge one bit. his pride went before his fall. he could care less, but deep inside, deep inside was a heart of flesh. he knew she knew, but the hands of fate forbid that she be for him.
oooo
shimmering sword of lighting gazed upon blinding stream of flash piercing deeply badly wounding sheathed blade returned
illustration not included.
oooo
rising discontentment raging against an uprising the bulwarks defenses are down but the conflict ensues 3 beats of a dragon heart dying struggle to regain the lion pride breath of fire cycle falling breaking up without even facing the storm
the beauty of a rose
would last forever
in the memory of those
who will remember.
a blue book intro
posted
27.7.06
one of those classroom days… years ago…. page 1.
explanation ko bakit ko i-publish? gaya ng dati. para sa akin to. nakikibasa ka lang. ayos lang.
how i wish it were not a waste to see the beauty of a blank paper perish for nothing. at this precise moment… i found myself wasted. i am in a dilemma with the current condition. first, cannot digest the lecture, it is too fast. second, i cannot take down notes for the same reason. i am listening in futility, i will forget the salient points. i cannot depart totally from listening, i might miss the little i might gain. but the little i gain means nothing at all, nothing that can be of great help.
it would be nice to record the events currently happening: the lecturer talking too fast, giving too much information, the students who cannot grasp the subject, those with blank stares or otherwise unconscious presently, those who take down notes copied down from the projection, i doubt they understood, those students preoccupied with… at the moment, after giving up on the lecture,….
i can’t help wonder where i would get the next copy of the lecture. reading books would be nice, but that won’t be of much help in my quiz. besides, i do not have the time to open them. notes are the most basic source of grades. unfortunately, i am deprived of a good set. i cannot continue relying on my classmates’ notes. besides, it is not a good situation to be in with the classmates i have. they don’t understand and they never will. but i cannot blame them, and i won’t take it against them.
i have set in my mind a solution. if i only had a laptop…. a laptop would be nice!
my problem is not so much with studying as much as having the right materials to study to begin with. these materials are hard to obtain, and usually i (you) can’t obtain a complete set. nobody wants their notes xeroxed a day or two prior to the quiz. yet most quiz coverage include that precious day or two.
again. intro. napag isip isipan ko, i-publish ko lahat ng mahanap ko na ‘writings’ sa mga old notes ko. usually, gamit ko na notebook sa school ay corona. yup, ung 60 pages. no matter how i tried to be strict with its contents to be purely academic, i almost always end up writing comments all over my notebook. in the end, mas maganda ang kinalabasan. binabalik balikan ko mga notebook ko hanggang ngayon for these treasures! my precious! parang salamin kasi kung paano ako mag isip noon. at ngayon. anyway, marami tuloy akong blue book. isa lang to sa madami.
main attraction*
posted
27.7.06
*ehem. intro. nung isang araw, medyo ilang araw na yun [actually, linggo na], nakita ko isang kaibigan ko na matagal ko nang di nakita. in short, sabi nya henge daw sya ng kopya ng etong ginawa ko na ‘main attraction’. sabi ko sige, basta mahanap ko ung kuwaderno ko. sa tambak tambak na nakatambak na gamit sa bahay, nung isang araw lang ako sinipag maghanap. at least diba, may fan ako! hohoho!
i, i am the flame, the candle’s flame. i, i stand alone, alone in the vast darkness. i am but a candle’s flame, too insignificant to shed its light, too weak to withstand the breeze, too small to show some warmth. nevertheless, i am a flame, i am fire. nevertheless, i burn, i consume. feed me fuel and taste infernal rage.[naks]
you, you are the moth, the extraordinary moth. [sino cya? no names please.] you, you came from emptiness, from emptiness into my presence. you are but a moth, easily attracted to the flame, and as easily you disappear into the shroud of mystery. nevertheless, it is your beauty i see, your simplicity. don’t go away, don’t leave me. i just want to look at you, much more to know you.
it is not desire i have for you but mere adoration, admiration. i see in you a character full of virtue. but i don not want to meet you, i do not want to greet you. i am not for you, you are not for me. i do not want to find out you are not who i thought you were. do not fall for me, i too am not who you think
i am. can’t you see, all around me are the memories of the bitter past of those who dared. you are no different unless you stay away. i must sadly admit, i shall devour you. in the end, i alone remain.[ang tinde]
you see me as a great mystery you can’t remove from your mind. you see right through me and notice my contradictions. you can’t help but ask why. you see a light distinct from the rest and can’t believe i can do you harm. my apparent coldness, the stillness of my icy blue soul has hidden the scorching sting you will only feel on contact. you no longer distinguish between curiosity and attraction, desire. there is nothing i can do for you, nothing.[assuming]
for a moment i doubted, for a moment i thought, was i the flame or was i the moth. i was drawn to you. the idea of you slowly crept into the crevices of my thoughts, filling each gap. i hope it’s not too late, let not my desires get hold of my self. for deep within me i know i am a fire, a black flame dragon of vincent* [sa kuwaderno, walang explanation para sa asterisk. ibig ko lang sabihin dun, si vincent, sa ghost fighter. may limang itim na dragon kasi na nakabalot sa arms nya. kids.] , the seemingly cold warrior. i know you will only be a victim of a disillusioned heart, and i, i would remain the same.
a mere candle in the vast city of lights. there are a lot of brighter lights out there, much safer lights. why me? all i wanted was to gaze at you, to know who you really are. please, don’t leave. but if you must, go. and i, i will be here, alone, waiting for the right one to come. the fire moth[fire moth?!!! walang ganun] who shall overcome my nature eventually.[ewan ko ba. eh ganun talaga ako noon. pati ngayon ata]
wake up to reality, we are not meant to be. our ideas of each other are but fantasies.i know you will only hate me for who i am.[ma-aanghang na salita]
sorry friend, kung medyo may edits ko na. wala naman ako inalis, dinagdagan ko lang ng comments ko. sya nga pala. sa tingin ko di naman mababasa ng taong tinutukoy ko sa… article na to. nabasa naman ata nya noon, di nya nagets. buti na lang.
background pala. ung ‘kuwaderno’ ay ang literary portfolio ng slu [actually, ang nangyayari na ata ngayon literary portfolio ng w&b staff and friends (no offense, di naman lahat)]. louisians, you paid for this! anyway, may kaibigan kasi ako noon sa staff…. salamat pala! masaya naman ako napublish ung likha ko. deserving ba? makikita to sa 2nd kuwaderno, year 2000. ang saya ng ala ala.
i, i am the flame, the candle’s flame. i, i stand alone, alone in the vast darkness. i am but a candle’s flame, too insignificant to shed its light, too weak to withstand the breeze, too small to show some warmth. nevertheless, i am a flame, i am fire. nevertheless, i burn, i consume. feed me fuel and taste infernal rage.[naks]
you, you are the moth, the extraordinary moth. [sino cya? no names please.] you, you came from emptiness, from emptiness into my presence. you are but a moth, easily attracted to the flame, and as easily you disappear into the shroud of mystery. nevertheless, it is your beauty i see, your simplicity. don’t go away, don’t leave me. i just want to look at you, much more to know you.
it is not desire i have for you but mere adoration, admiration. i see in you a character full of virtue. but i don not want to meet you, i do not want to greet you. i am not for you, you are not for me. i do not want to find out you are not who i thought you were. do not fall for me, i too am not who you think
i am. can’t you see, all around me are the memories of the bitter past of those who dared. you are no different unless you stay away. i must sadly admit, i shall devour you. in the end, i alone remain.[ang tinde]
you see me as a great mystery you can’t remove from your mind. you see right through me and notice my contradictions. you can’t help but ask why. you see a light distinct from the rest and can’t believe i can do you harm. my apparent coldness, the stillness of my icy blue soul has hidden the scorching sting you will only feel on contact. you no longer distinguish between curiosity and attraction, desire. there is nothing i can do for you, nothing.[assuming]
for a moment i doubted, for a moment i thought, was i the flame or was i the moth. i was drawn to you. the idea of you slowly crept into the crevices of my thoughts, filling each gap. i hope it’s not too late, let not my desires get hold of my self. for deep within me i know i am a fire, a black flame dragon of vincent* [sa kuwaderno, walang explanation para sa asterisk. ibig ko lang sabihin dun, si vincent, sa ghost fighter. may limang itim na dragon kasi na nakabalot sa arms nya. kids.] , the seemingly cold warrior. i know you will only be a victim of a disillusioned heart, and i, i would remain the same.
a mere candle in the vast city of lights. there are a lot of brighter lights out there, much safer lights. why me? all i wanted was to gaze at you, to know who you really are. please, don’t leave. but if you must, go. and i, i will be here, alone, waiting for the right one to come. the fire moth[fire moth?!!! walang ganun] who shall overcome my nature eventually.[ewan ko ba. eh ganun talaga ako noon. pati ngayon ata]
wake up to reality, we are not meant to be. our ideas of each other are but fantasies.i know you will only hate me for who i am.[ma-aanghang na salita]
sorry friend, kung medyo may edits ko na. wala naman ako inalis, dinagdagan ko lang ng comments ko. sya nga pala. sa tingin ko di naman mababasa ng taong tinutukoy ko sa… article na to. nabasa naman ata nya noon, di nya nagets. buti na lang.
background pala. ung ‘kuwaderno’ ay ang literary portfolio ng slu [actually, ang nangyayari na ata ngayon literary portfolio ng w&b staff and friends (no offense, di naman lahat)]. louisians, you paid for this! anyway, may kaibigan kasi ako noon sa staff…. salamat pala! masaya naman ako napublish ung likha ko. deserving ba? makikita to sa 2nd kuwaderno, year 2000. ang saya ng ala ala.
answer
posted
16.7.06
i was waiting.
i was looking for an answer. here is what i got:
"you know what it is… where to find what youre looking for.
but you wont find it.
because no one gave the answer.
not because it will not be given, but probably just not now.
you know it in you.
you already have the answer.
you just did not care enough to know."
a strange answer for a strange question. walang magawa.
i was looking for an answer. here is what i got:
"you know what it is… where to find what youre looking for.
but you wont find it.
because no one gave the answer.
not because it will not be given, but probably just not now.
you know it in you.
you already have the answer.
you just did not care enough to know."
a strange answer for a strange question. walang magawa.
waiting is wasting
posted
20.6.06
"… waiting is wasting for people like me."
-taken from naruto’s ending song
it’s june 21, it should be a special day. never mind if it isn’t. the opportunity is here, at least i must write something (even if it says nothing).
i feel… so expired.
i
need
want… to… be… aaaarrrgh…
inspired.
my definition of success: 98% inspiration… 1% execution. (the remaining 1% is left to chance and the miscellaneous)
the spirit is ready (truly?), but the flesh is weak.
(so) what (now), mortal?
kung hindi lang june 21 eh di na ako nagsulat.
sya nga pala jikoy, puno na ang blue book (of writings, diagrams and mischief). tapusin mo na ung green book (of sentiments).
(another one out of the blue, for records sake) …at least may naka isip ka na ng story. time will tell kung maganda ba.
-taken from naruto’s ending song
it’s june 21, it should be a special day. never mind if it isn’t. the opportunity is here, at least i must write something (even if it says nothing).
i feel… so expired.
i
need
want… to… be… aaaarrrgh…
inspired.
my definition of success: 98% inspiration… 1% execution. (the remaining 1% is left to chance and the miscellaneous)
the spirit is ready (truly?), but the flesh is weak.
(so) what (now), mortal?
kung hindi lang june 21 eh di na ako nagsulat.
sya nga pala jikoy, puno na ang blue book (of writings, diagrams and mischief). tapusin mo na ung green book (of sentiments).
(another one out of the blue, for records sake) …at least may naka isip ka na ng story. time will tell kung maganda ba.
new beginning
posted
22.2.06
task completed! next. here comes the lull before the storm. i just hope it’s an exciting storm. bring it on!!! (boy, i don’t know what i’m asking for).
it’s time to put to use those secret super weapon stuff. can’t tell yet what those exactly are. they’re….
who reads this post anyway!
it’s time to put to use those secret super weapon stuff. can’t tell yet what those exactly are. they’re….
who reads this post anyway!
pre board
posted
5.2.06
hi jik. this is you before you took up the exam. you are supposed to be studying. kaya mo yan. sobrang dami kasi ng hindi natin alam. at least cool na cool ka pa rin. hindi mo na kasi iniintindi ang consequence. basta alam mo na kung ano ang dapat gawin, gawin mo lang. yun lang naman. para ka lang naman magpapapicture. kung ano ang meron ka yun lang ang pwede mong ibigay. tama ka, iba ang pinoproblema mo kasi.
alala mo ang kwento ni gon. "… determination is not enough…."
tsaka kelangan mo rin malaman ang iyong limits.
12 subjects. lahat dapat pasado.
at least 50% ang passing rate. dapat sa upper 50% ka.
tama na nga.
alala mo ang kwento ni gon. "… determination is not enough…."
tsaka kelangan mo rin malaman ang iyong limits.
12 subjects. lahat dapat pasado.
at least 50% ang passing rate. dapat sa upper 50% ka.
tama na nga.