Mixed Up Sushi Sunrise

My Bestfriend

2007-02-08T23:58:00.000-08:00

You are my yin and yang-
a beautiful apparition of my coming end
A contrast but a similarity of who I am.

You made me look imperfect so I can look upon you
as if you are my god.
You are my angel who showed me heaven but threw me
down to hell.

Thinking of you gives me refuge but imprisons me with loneliness
of not having you anymore.

You are my greatest failure.
My addiction.

The epitome of my antimatter.

You are my one true forbidden love.

MY BESTFRIEND.

my curse.

Masarap ang Spaghetti with Meatballs

2006-11-16T02:27:00.000-08:00

Ang taba ko na ata. Kasimbilog ko ang meatballs na kinain ko sa may Yellow Cab.

Sabi ng mga pinsan ko, pumapayat ako.
Sabi ng mga kaibigan ko, pumapayat ako.

Tang'na. Eh puro kain na nga ako! Feeling ko ang taba taba ko na!
OO NGA PALA. MATABA NA NGA PALA AKO.

Rephrase ko lang.
Tang'na! Eh puro kain na nga ako! FEELING KO MAS TUMABA AKO!

Mag-e-enroll na ko sa gym.
Di dahil sa pagiging vain, pero dahil feeling ko maha-heart attack na ko anytime.

Masarap maging payat.
Masarap ang feeling na kaya mong gawin kahit ano kasi malakas ka.
Masarap ang spaghetti with meatballs.
Masarap. Masarap.

My Incandescent Dreams

2006-11-13T07:04:00.000-08:00

In the dark room-

I see nothing...
Until from the dark waves-
that were neither a creation for the future
nor a product of a destroyed past,
I heard the voice of the present.

In the graveyard of my heart-
on where my strifes and losses rest and
awaits their ressurection,
rose my glittering hopes:
as if being called by an angel
on Atonement's Day.

As the voice
reverberates in the four corners of my mind
My heart trembles-
not with fear of the unknown
or hatred that's engraved,

But for the eagerness of searching
the source of the miracle call
that brought life to my dying being.

I closed my eyes
And let my incandescent dreams
shine across the void
like air seeping through the roots of the world.
With my heart
I gazed at what the light
from my little dreams are showing me.
And with all of my hopes,
I looked everywhere for the voice
that certain voice that brought my dreams to shine.

And from the corner
of the place on to where my heart can reach
I heard again
the sound of my rebirth.
Yet, now it seems so near-
as near as how my heart is
attached to the embodiment of my soul.

As the light directed me
on to that righteous place
I was engulfed again by the darkness
and was left only with a spark of light
in my heart shining-
like a star in the stormy sky
making its way across the dark clouds.

And in my heart,
with me surrounded in the black curtains of nothingness,
and with a little light coming from my incandescent dreams,

I already found you.

Ode to the Mall-Stucked Balloon

2006-11-05T02:57:00.000-08:00

Where are you flying , avatar of the skies?
Now that no wind can direct you to your destination.
All the treasures you should have taken to your sky kingdom will just rot inside the four corners
of this man-structure
On where you will be encumbered as long as it stands.

Forever, I don't know
But for sure you are stripped off with your nature to be free-
with the birds, the leaves and the "wishi-wishies"
You are a prisoner of your maker
Who designed you to fly but did you otherwise.

Life can be so sweet but turns out otherwise.

I wish I can fly with you so that you can take me to where no person has gone before
But now that we are both earth-ground-bounded
Our dreams of isolating ourselves from the clangor and the noises of this world
will be tied to the nails hammered on this balloon-hell's concrete.

I will leave you now
together with all of the decorations that are meant to be what they are- just decorations
but you,
you are meant to rise.
You are meant to soar.

I will see you fly in my dreams-my mall stucked balloon.

Ako, Doraemon

2006-11-03T07:06:00.000-08:00

Totoo pala si Doraemon.

Di ko naman kasi akalain na mamaga ang kanang pisngi ko ng ganito. Parang nung martes lang eh kumain ako ng enchiladang keso at burrito sa Mexicali. Sabi kasi ng tito ko mas ginaganahan daw syang kumain pag masakit ngipin nya. Sinunod ko naman.

Dumating ang miyerkules, araw ng mga patay, di man lang ako nakapunta sa puntod ng lolo't lola ko dahil sa sobrang sakit ng ngipin ko. Eto pa! Inuwian pa ko ng favorite ko na zinger, fries, mash potato at sarsi - isang parusang gustong gusto ko.

Dumating ang huwebes at bumulaga naman saken ang big classic burger, biggie fries at biggie iced tea ng wendy's! Habang nanonood ng "The Prestige" eh nagpe-prestige naman akosa mga kinakain ko! Tang'nang bibig to di mapigilang kumain! Masakit na nga yung ngipin ko di ko pa rin tinitigil ang paglamon ko!

Dumating ang huwebes ng hapon at di ko na maitago ang sobrang sakit ng ngipin ko. Tumingin ako sa salamin at nakita ko si Quasimodo. Kahit siguro si Picasso di maipipinta ang mukha ko ngayon!

Bactidol, Mefenamic acid, Amoxicillin, Ceneflex... ano na susunod, Damo?

Doraemon, meron ka ba dyang makina na nagpapa-impis ng pisngi? Tulungan mo naman ako. Tutusukin ko na ng karayom to!

Rotonda Dawn

2006-11-02T01:32:00.000-08:00

4:30 am.
I was walking on the semi-lit pavements of Rotonda looking for a place to spend the remaining hours before the sun actually hit my face.

So this is how pasig looks like before hitting sunrise.
No traffic jams. Just the banging silence of air breaking through my eardrums.
No annoying people walking to and fro. Only mysterious beings doing some strange gestures as they pass me by.
No laughters, no shouts, no cries, no smiles.

The mermaid in the river must have been sleeping, together with the rest of Pasig.

AT LAST! An open internet cafe. Haven for me. I can spend the remaining one and a half hours checking the rest of the world and fancy myself over anonymous people from the net.

One and a half hours passed by so fast and the person standing by the cafe is already ringing me.
"Sir hanggang 6 lang kami ng umaga."
Oh shit, I have to go home now. Maybe I'd just hit my bed while taking advantage of the coldness of the morning? Maybe.

6:00 am.
The pavements of Pasig were already under the grace of the sunlit sky.

Finally. Sunlight.

The breaking of dawn in Rotonda.

Paghihintay sa may Pasig Blvd

2006-11-01T04:43:00.000-08:00

Malamig ang madaling araw sa may Pasig Blvd.
Kakaiba kumpara sa mga gabi na nagdaan.
May kirot ang hangin na tumatagos sa kulay pula kong jacket.
Nawala na ang init ng pansamantalang kaligayahang dulot ng pag-alala sa nakaraan.
Natakpan na ng anino ng flyover sa c5 ang liwanag ng aking isipan.

Habang tinitignan ko ang mga sasakyan na nagdaraan
napangiti ako sa nawarian ko-
Nagmamadali ang ibang taong umuwi habang naghihintay naman ako ng oras ng pagpasok

Nakakatuwa.
Sa madaling araw mo lang maaaring mapagtagpo ang isang tao ng liwanag at isang tao ng dilim.
Ngunit di mo mapagtatagpo sa Pasig Blvd ang isang taong umiiwas na sa isang taong labis syang minamahal at hinihintay ang kanilang muling pagkikita.

Nakakalungkot palang maghintay.

Tangna. Nakakalungkot maghintay.