IF I FIND YOU SUBMERGED IN MY INTROSPECTION, IT'S BECAUSE I AM ONE WHO OVERFLOWS WITH IT. MY EXISTENCE IS CAPTIONED BY THIS PREDICAMENT OF A LIFE LARGER THAN THE MARGINS PLACED AROUND ITS EDGES.
MY BITTERSWEET STATEMENTS IN SUPPORT OF THE FREEDOM TO EXPRESS..
I sneer at people who can throw invectives at others without knowing where they are insufficient... Those who rage in anger over things they never understood - like how two strangers connect without spending time to talk..Or why it seemed like they have known each other before?... In the paradigm of sacrifice, I am the one that always needed something to believe in, in all the aspects of my life. To live, to protect my children, to love and fight for others and everything that matters to my existence. I learned, slowly, in the length of time too stretched and far away that hope the same as love is the simplest of word we can think of and give. And ironically, the hardest to get in this world where deceit and betrayal can sometimes disguise themselves as over-bearing. The purity of heart will always remain the wall that shields us. It's certitude.
♥ON BOOK POWER!♥
I love books, I treasure them like my life. I spend thousands of minutes in Powerbooks - reading from prologues to epilogues before paying for them. And it's one freaking habit I carried on to ppl close to me - they're adddicted to it! .
♥MY TAKE ON KIDLAT TAHIMIK AND HIS SUNFLOWER HOUSE!♥
Truthfully,I would celebrate each day I get the chance to meet people who think this way. Kindred ideas of equal mindset... People who idolise Sun Tzu's The Art of War and Coelho's Warrior of the Light...People who can relish every second of conversation with Eric De Guia as he talks about the planks of woods he used to build his atelier on Session Rd..And how art is desecrated by wannabe's.
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♥ON THE SWIFT PASSING OF TIME...♥
Youth is fleeing, temporary. In this life, family & friendships are like the air that I breathe. I feel if you let go of those, just like your youth, everythin will be BLAH. We should keep them - like how you imagine a child holding tightly a lollipop in his hand..
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An old soul, so said by a palm reader. One blink of my eyes would mean a thousand ideas conceived and processed... Do you know what constitutes the basic idea of being a woman of substance? When intelligent conversation matters more than sex itself.. I am starting to patronize that...How many reincarnations ive transcended? Caffeine-freak. Walk into my skin... Soulful.Ethereal.
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7.19.2005
YOUR BELIEF

YOUR BELIEF...


"...the wind always blows in different directions.
but wherever it goes, you will always hear my voice whispering...
that i believe in you.
keep being the beautiful person that you are...
your friendship is one of my strenghts and smiles.
keep flyin but don't get burned under sun. "


(How it moved me when you wrote that to me.
Thank you for your incessant reminder.
I couldn't nudge my surgeon to give me morphine! *grin*
And I'd like to be oblivious to the idea that you were
writing that in boracay, adrift in melancholy.)
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7.08.2005
TRUE WARRIOR. (a succession of compiled writings, my tribute to my eccentric, unforgettable creative partner)

You are like the word melancholy.

Seeing the immortal.

Holding your breath and still smiling.

The beauty of your life is seen through your eyes.

And how you inspired so many people

with the language that you speak.

I told you yesterday that you are like

the Warrior of the Light.

Gaining wisdom from all the detailed momentum

of your colorful life.


I am enthralled by how you speak your mind now.

It seems so different if I were to look 15 years backwards.

It captivates one's soul.

Carry on with your mission.

Thank you for your prayer.


(My Current Mood: like i took dormicum...)

Photo taken in Saguijo, posted with permission from Vernon a.k.a. SPOONMAN :D...Salamat! Kahit hanggang ngayon di na natuloy yung rampage ng kutsara't tinidor - hehe.Image hosted by Photobucket.com...
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MY ANSWER TO YOUR "FOR THE UNSUNG HEROES"

If God had given fate its freedom for you to touch my life again, it could be now.You made me rediscover what is it that I wanted in my life, even if it meant endangering my material gain... You are always my inspiration...
The one responsible for the RENEWAL OF MY SOUL...
It's still a puzzle how you do it... But it suddenly changed the course of my life... A change that will no longer be erased from my memory..

I found strength knowing your ART and your WISDOM... Two of the most beautiful things about you that I will retain in my mind's eye...
Far from the YOU that I saw as a young man struggling to gain them...
You opened up my soul with what you said to me and from what other people said about you...

I pray that you will be one of my anchors to this ship that is my life, keeping it buoyant and still, in the sea of time...With your friendship that I believe has never faded in the years when there was complete absence between us...We didn't see it, but it was always there, floating...

What grips me might not touch you at all, but I will always see you as the only person who BELIEVED in me so much that I can feel it with my heart and mind.

Even if you remain my nemesis...

My exact opposite.

The NO to my YES.

Don't we have our common ground?

I will always look forward to that prologue you wanted me to write for you, albeit another five years of waiting due to your very time-constrained activities and occasional loss of memory..:)

So I say then... For believing in what I can do with God's gift to me, coming from somebody who always contradicted my belief in favor of his bohemian ideology...

THANK YOU.

I dream about it now...


(written and posted on my site on June 10, 2004 - with 1 edited sentence to keep it updated with your "For The Unsung Heroes" posting today.
I want you to know I never tire of thanking you, weaving wonderful dreams about you when you were younger and silly *gRiN*, and making myself believe that our friendship will sail through time. Has it been long? Yes.)
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CRUEL THOUGHTS OF A CELIBATE THINKER

This is one of those countless moments when I'd lose my synapses.How can I guard myself from this crippling sound of silence? I turned to my both sides of bed.. I see Roxeanne to my left and Wam to my right, calmly asleep. When you watch your children sleep, you learn to appreciate the sound of their breathing...How it elevates you to another plane...And if I were to speak of a day's momentum, this must be it for me.

But then, as it is for one lonely, vagabond soul fighting for the true meaning of her life, I see my heart longing for that voice to call my name in between my sleeping and waking moments...A silen kiss on my forehead..Two arms whose reach could stretch on to touch my life's lowest point, and lift it...If I sleep now, my dreams would be the same. As I traverse this endless path of sadness symbolized by a cabinet with nary a shadow of even one piece of male's underwear. How will that transpire?

All the time I spent fighting for meaning in everything I do. Everyday, I carry that burden. If only for a while I could metamorphose each burden into a moment of peace and solace, I could have laughed longer...and real..Like remembering my childhood and the first time I heard my firstborn cry. If I could freeze each moment onto forever.

Makes me deal with this ethereally. And I have been, for the last 6 years! Damn.
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7.06.2005
AN ODE

ODE.


Your belief made so much difference in the lives of a lot of people...i promise you a million beautiful words in my head. i could put them in writing, all of them. now and in the future. and it's all because, from the very first day i knew you and your friendship, you have always believed in me.that belief became my wings to fly as high as i can....

You and your SOUL that I remember each time I reckon the miniature piece you painted for me back in eon years that looked exactly like this...The friendship beyond death. Beyond years of absence. Beyond distance.I'll always thank and remember you.


written: july 26, 2004 4:19 pm

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