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..
♥WHAT ABOUT THE PALM READER?♥
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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12.17.2005
TO CONQUER MY WORLD AGAIN

TO CONQUER MY WORLD AGAIN.






She is my total extreme.

While I am prudent, she is outspokenly liberal. If I look demure, she seems sensual. When I almost almost die fighting for a love to stay, she sneers at the thought that I choose to die for it. Where I was weak, she fills it with her strength. When we were younger and I was a self-declared waif, she gave me shelter and fed me - took me along with her wherever she went.I grew up with her and Peaches. Her family was my family. I f you don't know her and you'll just observe her from a 10-meter distance, you'll flinch and be thinking to yerself that this woman's a deep-rooted, smart-ass, hardcore bitch.

I could not exactly enumerate in detail all the stuff we went through together. All I know is that our friendship is the classic, long-standing example of one that stood the tests of time. All the up's and down's, temporary goodbyes, birthdays in the family, giving birth to our offsprings and seeing them grow up swiftly.

I love her until I die. She was the bright color that God used to paint my life with when it was black and grey and no matter how cliche - the wind beneath my sometimes wilted wings. I know I did not have the chance to give back to her all the love and kindness she unselfishly brought me all these years. This time I promise I'm never gonna leave her again.

Though I'm running out of words to define my plight in this truly lonely life, I feel stronger today more than ever because I know she's back to conquer my world again and put aside this overcast...
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