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10/21/14
i met a kid who loves rollercoasters and rockets and astronomy and the stars- you know, the kind of stars that you find in hollywood.
but motherfucker is afraid to fly.
but motherfucker is afraid to fly.
03/18/2015
this is a fragment.
they met at a quiet rave party in central park amidst the snow.
he vaguely remembers it like an almost explosion of an almost wet-dream.
it’s there but not quite there yet.
fuck. it’s like a stifled sneeze.
he felt a hand caressing him in his erogenous zones. the hand was good. fuck. it feels great. fuck.
someone whispered: you are never gonna wake up.
they met at a quiet rave party in central park amidst the snow.
he vaguely remembers it like an almost explosion of an almost wet-dream.
it’s there but not quite there yet.
fuck. it’s like a stifled sneeze.
he felt a hand caressing him in his erogenous zones. the hand was good. fuck. it feels great. fuck.
someone whispered: you are never gonna wake up.
10/9/2014
a man with amputated legs is cleaning marilyn monroe’s star in front of mcdonalds by hollywood and highland.
5-3-15
there are shadows. multiple shadows that will try to blend in and take over your shadow so you should be vigilant.
it started after i passed by the smoking guy in the alley.
he wears ruby eyes burning like the embers of the cigarette that he is smoking.
under his breath he uttered in a hoarse, deep baritone voice: if you believe in christ, u better head home now.
after walking past him the shadows followed. surreptitiously.
they glided and blended well with the lights and the darkness that paints the streets at night.
cross your middle finger and your index fingers together in both hands. this prevents the other shadows from invading your own shadow. never ever release the bond until you get home.
it started after i passed by the smoking guy in the alley.
he wears ruby eyes burning like the embers of the cigarette that he is smoking.
under his breath he uttered in a hoarse, deep baritone voice: if you believe in christ, u better head home now.
after walking past him the shadows followed. surreptitiously.
they glided and blended well with the lights and the darkness that paints the streets at night.
cross your middle finger and your index fingers together in both hands. this prevents the other shadows from invading your own shadow. never ever release the bond until you get home.
5/26/2017
maligayang kaarawan boi
tatlong mahahalagang mga bagay na pinaalala mo sa akin:
-kapag alam mong tama ka, nasa tamang lugar, at nasa katwiran, wala kang dapat ikatakot.
ipaglaban mo ang dapat mong ipaglaban.
-gawin mo na lahat ng magagawa mo. tipong bigyan mo ng deadline ang sarili mo.
walang imposible.
-pagtulong ng walang inaantay na kapalit. patuloy na pagtulong sa lahat ng pwedeng tulungan.
anyway, gusto ko lang magpasalamat dito.
tsaka gusto ko lang sabihin sa'yo na ipagpatuloy mo ang mga magagand among gawain sa mundo. malaki ang puso mo.
:D happy birthday!
-kapag alam mong tama ka, nasa tamang lugar, at nasa katwiran, wala kang dapat ikatakot.
ipaglaban mo ang dapat mong ipaglaban.
-gawin mo na lahat ng magagawa mo. tipong bigyan mo ng deadline ang sarili mo.
walang imposible.
-pagtulong ng walang inaantay na kapalit. patuloy na pagtulong sa lahat ng pwedeng tulungan.
anyway, gusto ko lang magpasalamat dito.
tsaka gusto ko lang sabihin sa'yo na ipagpatuloy mo ang mga magagand among gawain sa mundo. malaki ang puso mo.
:D happy birthday!
5/23/2017
the drop
we met online.
this is the short version of our brief story.
i accidentally found you at the digital meeting ground as my roommate searches for an alternative companion in life.
your round, hazel, beady eyes caught my attention and took me away from the waves of distractions flashing in front of me.
your profile tells us how far away you lives but me and my friend still decided to travel.
it's worth it.
you greeted us with your warm smile. there is something in your unkept black and brown hair that resonates charm and innocence. it was an instant connection.
i really like you but my friend wanted you.
he took you home.
i was really happy for him because i know he really likes you.
a lot.
from the moment he set eyes on you i knew that he would do anything to get you.
i was happy for you both.
i was happy because i get to see you often. your warm hugs, your smile, and your stare that pierces my walls and goes straight to the inner trenches of my soul- never fails to captivate me.
i don't know much about you but there is something inside me that draws me close to solitude.
whenever you look at me i feel sadness. not like a suicidal kind of sadness but just something that is plain sad. there is longingness in there. you know that feeling when you just wanna hug somebody all the time to comfort them? that kind of feeling.
our interactions were brief.
i only get to see you in between work or whenever we all hangout together.
then newsflash.
amber alert.
you were sick. like the cliche scenario in most dramatic telenovelas and like when romantic books-turned-to-movies-kind-of-way turn of events happen- you were sick.
we didn't know. nobody knows actually. your profile did not say anything about it.
my instinct kind of knows. my gut (as olivia pope would always say) told me something.
point is, you have to go.
you have to leave.
as soon as the news break out familiar feelings of sadness, longing, powerlessness, and their relatives create undulating waves creating chaos inside me.
farewells. i know these feelings. i should know how to deal with this way better at tis point in my life.
there is something oddly comforting about this familiar feeling of longing and the uncertainty of not knowing what's ahead.
it's like riding a rollercoaster as it ascends you way up to the drop point. this is the feeling you have before it drops. you know you gonna be dropped but the uncertainty of when you will be dropped is creating this churning chaos inside you. that feeling is what i felt.
and then drop.
from that point on you just gotta let go and enjoy the ride and trust that you will never fall in between and crash your skull and break your bones and eventually survive in a morbid kind of way.
it's crazy when feelings develop and then the universe tells you to let go quick.
that's our journey.
our brief rollercoaster journey.
farewell to you alice.
wishing you the best and hopefully you find the right person to adopt you from the shelter.
this is the short version of our brief story.
i accidentally found you at the digital meeting ground as my roommate searches for an alternative companion in life.
your round, hazel, beady eyes caught my attention and took me away from the waves of distractions flashing in front of me.
your profile tells us how far away you lives but me and my friend still decided to travel.
it's worth it.
you greeted us with your warm smile. there is something in your unkept black and brown hair that resonates charm and innocence. it was an instant connection.
i really like you but my friend wanted you.
he took you home.
i was really happy for him because i know he really likes you.
a lot.
from the moment he set eyes on you i knew that he would do anything to get you.
i was happy for you both.
i was happy because i get to see you often. your warm hugs, your smile, and your stare that pierces my walls and goes straight to the inner trenches of my soul- never fails to captivate me.
i don't know much about you but there is something inside me that draws me close to solitude.
whenever you look at me i feel sadness. not like a suicidal kind of sadness but just something that is plain sad. there is longingness in there. you know that feeling when you just wanna hug somebody all the time to comfort them? that kind of feeling.
our interactions were brief.
i only get to see you in between work or whenever we all hangout together.
then newsflash.
amber alert.
you were sick. like the cliche scenario in most dramatic telenovelas and like when romantic books-turned-to-movies-kind-of-way turn of events happen- you were sick.
we didn't know. nobody knows actually. your profile did not say anything about it.
my instinct kind of knows. my gut (as olivia pope would always say) told me something.
point is, you have to go.
you have to leave.
as soon as the news break out familiar feelings of sadness, longing, powerlessness, and their relatives create undulating waves creating chaos inside me.
farewells. i know these feelings. i should know how to deal with this way better at tis point in my life.
there is something oddly comforting about this familiar feeling of longing and the uncertainty of not knowing what's ahead.
it's like riding a rollercoaster as it ascends you way up to the drop point. this is the feeling you have before it drops. you know you gonna be dropped but the uncertainty of when you will be dropped is creating this churning chaos inside you. that feeling is what i felt.
and then drop.
from that point on you just gotta let go and enjoy the ride and trust that you will never fall in between and crash your skull and break your bones and eventually survive in a morbid kind of way.
it's crazy when feelings develop and then the universe tells you to let go quick.
that's our journey.
our brief rollercoaster journey.
farewell to you alice.
wishing you the best and hopefully you find the right person to adopt you from the shelter.
5/16/2017
taralets
i've been hanging out inside my head recently.
at the moment, it seems like a safe, comfortable haven to nurture whatever thoughts i brew and pour and swim in and out around the lake of my imaginations.
i know the universe is telling me something major when it is dropping apparent signs here and there that some things are meant to go and that new things are coming.
for instance, i lost my daily planner containing well, my plans for this year. i also lost 3 years' worth of digital files of my work. it's like having data miscarriage twice. both feels very different but same in many levels pertaining to loss.
in any case, i am highly thankful to some things that gives me positive energy and feelings. things like a nice, sweet baklava desert, text and voice messages, stories, movies, music, singing, drawing, reading, writing and doing art.
inside my head you can peek into my plans of traveling the world and just enjoying what life have to offer. inside, you can also see visions of my fulfilled dreams, my vogue covers, my six houses, and my hand holding whoever that special person's hand as we sit quiet and content watching the flickering lights of the eiffel tower in paris.
i've learned throughout this course of my life that it is more fun to let go and just go with the flow.
it's like bunjee jumping off a cliff or riding the world's fastest and tallest roller-coaster with life-affirming passion paired with the freedom of reckless abandon.
at the moment, it seems like a safe, comfortable haven to nurture whatever thoughts i brew and pour and swim in and out around the lake of my imaginations.
i know the universe is telling me something major when it is dropping apparent signs here and there that some things are meant to go and that new things are coming.
for instance, i lost my daily planner containing well, my plans for this year. i also lost 3 years' worth of digital files of my work. it's like having data miscarriage twice. both feels very different but same in many levels pertaining to loss.
in any case, i am highly thankful to some things that gives me positive energy and feelings. things like a nice, sweet baklava desert, text and voice messages, stories, movies, music, singing, drawing, reading, writing and doing art.
inside my head you can peek into my plans of traveling the world and just enjoying what life have to offer. inside, you can also see visions of my fulfilled dreams, my vogue covers, my six houses, and my hand holding whoever that special person's hand as we sit quiet and content watching the flickering lights of the eiffel tower in paris.
i've learned throughout this course of my life that it is more fun to let go and just go with the flow.
it's like bunjee jumping off a cliff or riding the world's fastest and tallest roller-coaster with life-affirming passion paired with the freedom of reckless abandon.
5/13/2017
sa susunod yayakapin na kita
sa kumbento.
sa simbahan.
sa harap ng mga madreng nagtuturo ng regina coeli.
sa pagitan ng mga anghel na sinusukatan ng pakpak para sa salubong.
sa susunod yayakapin na kita.
bago pa hugutin ng tatay ko yung mga pakpak ko mula sa likod.
bago pa ako makaladkad papunta sa malamig na upuan ng ordinaryong baliwag na pinamamahayan ng alikabok.
bago pa ako makatikim ng halo-halong pakiramdam ng lungkot, kawalang kapangyarihan, pangungulila, saya (?), at marami pang iba.
sa susnod yayakapin na kita.
bago pa ako sumakay sa dalawampung taong paikot-ikot ng roller-coaster na buhay.
sa susunod yayakapin na kita.
bago pa ako makatikim
at manakawan ulit ng sariwang hangin
ng oras
ng pagkakataon
sa susunod yayakapin na kita.
sa ilalim ng bilog na buwan.
sa disyerto ng petra.
sa kalawakan.
sa susunod yayakapin na kita.
bilang may kalayaan na ako na gawin ang gusto ko.
para maramdaman ko ang mga kwento mo.
para maramdaman mo ang mga kwento ko.
sa susunod yayakapin na kita.
sa simbahan.
sa harap ng mga madreng nagtuturo ng regina coeli.
sa pagitan ng mga anghel na sinusukatan ng pakpak para sa salubong.
sa susunod yayakapin na kita.
bago pa hugutin ng tatay ko yung mga pakpak ko mula sa likod.
bago pa ako makaladkad papunta sa malamig na upuan ng ordinaryong baliwag na pinamamahayan ng alikabok.
bago pa ako makatikim ng halo-halong pakiramdam ng lungkot, kawalang kapangyarihan, pangungulila, saya (?), at marami pang iba.
sa susnod yayakapin na kita.
bago pa ako sumakay sa dalawampung taong paikot-ikot ng roller-coaster na buhay.
sa susunod yayakapin na kita.
bago pa ako makatikim
at manakawan ulit ng sariwang hangin
ng oras
ng pagkakataon
sa susunod yayakapin na kita.
sa ilalim ng bilog na buwan.
sa disyerto ng petra.
sa kalawakan.
sa susunod yayakapin na kita.
bilang may kalayaan na ako na gawin ang gusto ko.
para maramdaman ko ang mga kwento mo.
para maramdaman mo ang mga kwento ko.
sa susunod yayakapin na kita.
4/30/2017
sa hangin
sa dumamping sariwang hangin mula sa nakaraan na nagdala ng malakas na ihip ng pag-asa at inspirasyon;
inspirasyon hindi lang sa pagsusulat muli, kundi sa pagharap sa buhay na may baong liwanag at siguradong tagumpay.
salamat.
inspirasyon hindi lang sa pagsusulat muli, kundi sa pagharap sa buhay na may baong liwanag at siguradong tagumpay.
salamat.
back to timeline
sablay ang oras ng blog na 'to.
inayus ko yung oras para makapag-post ako ng blog ayun sa oras ng bagong taon sa pinas.
pakiramdam ko ako si barry allen (flash) or si scarlett witch or legion ng marvel na kayang baguhin ang time-space continuum para umayon sa gusto ko ang mga bagay bagay. well, gusto ko lang naman mag-post ng tamang new year blog.
pero bilang andaming ganap sa akin noon, kinailangan kong i-adjust ang oras. sa napakaikling pagkakataon, nakareamdam ako ng kapangyarihan.
anyway, point is, sablay ang oras ng blog na 'to.
at bilang nakakapagsulat na ako ulit pagkatapos ng dalawang taon, hello.
at hello sa'yo na nagbabasa nito.
inayus ko yung oras para makapag-post ako ng blog ayun sa oras ng bagong taon sa pinas.
pakiramdam ko ako si barry allen (flash) or si scarlett witch or legion ng marvel na kayang baguhin ang time-space continuum para umayon sa gusto ko ang mga bagay bagay. well, gusto ko lang naman mag-post ng tamang new year blog.
pero bilang andaming ganap sa akin noon, kinailangan kong i-adjust ang oras. sa napakaikling pagkakataon, nakareamdam ako ng kapangyarihan.
anyway, point is, sablay ang oras ng blog na 'to.
at bilang nakakapagsulat na ako ulit pagkatapos ng dalawang taon, hello.
at hello sa'yo na nagbabasa nito.
4/30/2015
the case of a coward star
mamang would always say:
“open your heart. find a brave star and engulf yourself with its flames. burn. burn with your hands and your lips locked as you swirl and swim around the vast universes; shine bright as you both explode and illuminate the worlds with the power of your passion. make an explosion. be brave.”
i thought i found a brave star but it was just an ember.
i opened my heart and embraced the enticing light of this promising bright ember from a long dead star, floating across the universe billions of fucking light years away from a constellation resembling a lone wolf.
the sparks faded.
i think i did something brave.
“open your heart. find a brave star and engulf yourself with its flames. burn. burn with your hands and your lips locked as you swirl and swim around the vast universes; shine bright as you both explode and illuminate the worlds with the power of your passion. make an explosion. be brave.”
i thought i found a brave star but it was just an ember.
i opened my heart and embraced the enticing light of this promising bright ember from a long dead star, floating across the universe billions of fucking light years away from a constellation resembling a lone wolf.
the sparks faded.
i think i did something brave.
4/21/2015
the bigger photo
a: that was amazing.
b: i don’t remember that.
a: i remember this.
b: how about we put them together? that makes a better photo doesn’t it?
11/25/2014
someday you will find
that someone who will never ever stop you to sing.
that someone who will sing with you in harmony.
that someone who will sing with you in harmony.
10/24/2014
10/21/2014
on serenity
Serenity to accept what we cannot change, courage to change what we can, and wisdom to know the difference -tilda swinton
10/08/2014
some nights
i crave you like a crave ice cream on a random midnight evening
i mean, i miss you. and i wanna tell you this but i decided not to because the fear of another no and any kind of rejection from you overpowers me.
i mean, i miss you. and i wanna tell you this but i decided not to because the fear of another no and any kind of rejection from you overpowers me.
i think i lost my ring at a wedding
i am panicking the whole day,
i am looking for it still though.
though a part of me thought that fuck yeah now we are quits, i value the shit though. so i will never cease to look for it.
i am looking for it still though.
though a part of me thought that fuck yeah now we are quits, i value the shit though. so i will never cease to look for it.
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