Saturday, June 25, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Constants
Great loves die with our youth, but today the simplicity of love is alive.
-- Alula dela Cruz
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Probable Futures
1. Finish my master's degree in 3 years
2. Have my own car and actually drive it
3. Go to Vietnam
4. Go to Cambodia
5. Go to India
The Plan
Date: June 30, 2016
Time: 10:00am
Where: Lodhi Garden, New Delhi, India
What: We'll see about that.
6. Go to Europe
I want to be there and then I'd understand
Know I'm right and do it right, could I get to be like that?
I'll know what I don't know, with nothing more to gain
Will I get better or stay the same?
I find I always move too slowly
And all the people who've seen it all before
And all the people who really understand
Know they're right, and have done it right,
Could I get to be like that?
I'll know what I don't know, it's harder everyday
Can't lift a finger, can't hurt a fly
I've found I always move too slowly
One thing's for certain, I'm insecure
I never knew till someone told me that
If that's all you will be, you'll be a waste of time
You've dreamed a thousand dreams,
None seem to stick in your mind
Two points for honesty, it must make you
Sad to know that nobody cares at all.
They never care at all.
-- Guster, "Two Points for Honesty"
2. Have my own car and actually drive it
3. Go to Vietnam
4. Go to Cambodia
5. Go to India
The Plan
Date: June 30, 2016
Time: 10:00am
Where: Lodhi Garden, New Delhi, India
What: We'll see about that.
6. Go to Europe
I cannot possibly forget this now that I've written it down (unless I delete this entry). It need not follow this order, I just have to remember the rest of the details for number 5. From now on, I'll be busy trying to get to do these things in 5 years. It will be weird reading this post again by then. I will be a lot older. I hope I don't disappoint myself when all that time has passed.
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I want to be where I've never been before ****
I want to be there and then I'd understand
Know I'm right and do it right, could I get to be like that?
I'll know what I don't know, with nothing more to gain
Will I get better or stay the same?
I find I always move too slowly
And all the people who've seen it all before
And all the people who really understand
Know they're right, and have done it right,
Could I get to be like that?
I'll know what I don't know, it's harder everyday
Can't lift a finger, can't hurt a fly
I've found I always move too slowly
One thing's for certain, I'm insecure
I never knew till someone told me that
If that's all you will be, you'll be a waste of time
You've dreamed a thousand dreams,
None seem to stick in your mind
Two points for honesty, it must make you
Sad to know that nobody cares at all.
They never care at all.
-- Guster, "Two Points for Honesty"
Monday, June 13, 2011
As if we haven't deluded ourselves enough
Since that faithful day in college history class, I never really knew how to treat June 12 as a legitimate Philippine independence day. I'm no historian, I was just a history student for at least 3 semesters in college, 4 years in high school, and 7 years in grade school. And no, I don't think I know much about the meaning of freedom either.
We Filipinos need to know more about our past. It's a sad fact a lot of events that concern the welfare of our nation and why we are in this state are not written on text books. I recommend this informative piece (please click on the link). If you want to educate yourself a little bit more about your roots, I'm sure you will take the time.
Hold Still
"Vanity, my favorite sin."
-- Al Pacino, The Devil's Advocate
-- Al Pacino, The Devil's Advocate
self-portrait
My relationship with glass and mirrors
and the things our eyes aren't meant to see clearly
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Counting
the numerous ways people say their goodbyes.
How many of it we've seen: a slow hand waving
where before that was an embrace, a slow release,
a peck on the cheek, or simply, a pat on the back.
Certainly, more useless counting follows during the wait
for their return. Perhaps this was how patience was
discovered: when a man long yearned for a friend to arrive.
Once, I crossed a road on a summer’s night. The numbers
went about meaningless, and yet to count the stars
knowing the great distance of home, to gather
understanding of the plight back, made perfect sense.
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Over the Gate February 2011 |
Monday, June 6, 2011
Crossing
all sharp and flammable belongings
before admitting to have this fear
of flying: more particularly, of the fall.
Never mind the pain from the fiery disaster
that might become of my trip. I've fallen
in dreams during restless sleep, and in them
I relied heavily on force fields which knew
of frailty and when to stop such madness.
But my baggage is checked in. Like so many
passengers waiting, we took turns glancing
at planes landing and taking off. We were
figuring out which emerging heads arrived
home, or have come only as visitors.
Then perhaps, I will doze my flight away
knowing too well that I will dread waking
from the same frightful sleep. To find it
chance upon me-- when there is no more
means to fall, need for nets. Just another side.
Written 02/14/2010
Revised 6/6/2011
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