November 2011
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Turn on the mimeograph
I recall the time it never rained, not a single pour on my teacup. 21st of January, 2009, under a small sturdy Nipa hut, we were talking about our future, constellations and voodoo dolls. Lust, cochlea, paradigms, Jesus, Bumble bees, cataracts and silent farts. Now three years after, here we are, lying on our death beds wishing we could turn back time and just turn on the mimeograph.. Duplicate...
September 2011
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“I tie a yellow ribbon around the loose grip
As I see you slowly drifting...”
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“Gathering hues of blue
incinerating my memories of you
ashes from sun, love...”
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Friends and foes
All but fools
Trying to salve
Their hidden wounds
I am here, oh so inlove
But I just don’t know what to do.
November mood, november mood.
“Masaya ako sa buhay ko ngayon pero isang maling galaw mo lang.. Basag bungo mo....”
August 2011
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Worlds Apart
She’s bearing your son and I bear the pain of yours and mine.
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Put an apple in your mouth
5 peeping voices
Irritation spread
1 pig-like shriek
Concentration lost
Millions of brain cells
DEAD.
Thank you for the noise.
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Enter my Asian kung-fu
The sound from the television’s drowned by the honks of the japanese cars
swerving on the rough and bumpy road of Divisoria.
The streets are packed with black crows waiting for their turns to eat the
botcha meat.
I can see their eyes blurred by the city lights and colored by the smog
GRAY
was the name of my lover way back 1800s.
He was tall and copper toned with lips that are moist...
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Something I can never tell
It’s an hour past midnight and
I’m stuck to what have been my past
visions flicker and sting like bees,
voices i’ve heard before kept knocking on my ear
And as I try to fight the urge to give in
to give in to the horrors of my past
the dampness of the earth suddenly tickled my feet
that gives me a bit of sensation.
When is the right time to let go?
For what reason?
Why?
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Boogers and phlegms
No, no, no..
Don’t cough it all out
Spare some for next year
Summer’s just around the block
That’ll make flu run with fear
No, no, no..
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All Access
No one has any.
Not even my mother, my father, my lover, my sister, my friend.
But there’s always been an exception:
God.
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July 2011
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Cannot wait
There’s a big OUTDOOR sign pasted on my water jug and it suddenly made me excited. For what reason, if you may ask?
Well sir/mam, I’m just excited going outdoors, having a long vacaaaaatiiiooonnn. Haha! Fine, kaka-employ lang sa akin bakasyon na agad iniisip ko.. But don’t blame me, e ang kinaeexcite ko lang rin naman e ang anniversary namin ng the boyfriend noh. Haay. 6mons to...
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“He works better than magic, He is GOD.”
June 2011
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List
Tomorrow, the 25th, will be my 5th month unemployed. Well technically, I do have a job, but as a freelancer.. So.. I don’t know.
Anyway, looking back, I realized that I have wasted a lot of my time and money..BUT HEY, NO REGRETS! Because every cent wasted made me happy. It’s not all about the money right?
I already tried Bikram Yoga, Zip lining, St. Jude visitation, etc. etc. etc....
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How many guys can look good without even trying? You are a vision.
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Meme and some chocolate cake
It’s been awhile since I wrote something about the rain. It’s really been a while but I haven’t forgotten about your scent : L’ Essenza di Segna. I can smell it together with the rain, the musk, the damp soil, the mist, it brings me back to the time we shared our first kiss.
The memories of you still knocks me off once and every twice.
But you see, my love, oh just...
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Sorry, I like the new dashboard just fine. :)
May 2011
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April 2011
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The perks of being a wallpaper
I’m halfway done with the book but I still haven’t felt anything.. Maybe because I haven’t reached the climax yet.. We’ll see.
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One too many snuggles
She’s a little month younger, frail and defenseless but how did you manage to kill her? You did it quickly and hastily before her heart started beating and both of you getting toasted!
I cannot explain what I feel, I guess it’s better this way.
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Is or isn't
It was only until I have watched Source Code that my thoughts about Jake Gyllenhaal bloomed into a full size pizza. *with lots of toppings too*
I DO NOT CARE IF HE IS GAY OR NOT. Man! He’s soooooooooooo fine! And I can watch Donnie Darko over and over again until my eyes pop out of its sockets!
Source Code is just like that, Donnie Darko, the movie. Very intriguing and very scientific!...
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Knock 5 times and you're dead.
He gave me a slap on my face, twice to be exact. Instead of pain, I felt relieved. Yes! RELIEVED, because that instance proved he’s not a make-believe. He’s a man. He can feel! Oh my!
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Love and its other pursuits
The naked street lawyer gave me a dime, told me to go somewhere and GET A LIFE. I pondered really hard on his statement; why should I believe a naked man? Rawr.
Show me the northern star
You often said I’m the fragile one but who’s crying now?
5 puppies in a basket
When people says they’ll change, I wonder if they’ll do. They’re like 5 puppies in a basket: BLINDED. HUNGRY. THIRSTY. SELFISH. PROTECTED.
Blinded by the truth that they haven’t changed even for a tiny bit. No, not at all.
Hungry for attention, for warmth and love. People who doesn’t change are those who are not yet satisfied. Right?
Thirst for understanding. They...
March 2011
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No appetite for sarcasm
You let out a gentle moan as I carry you from your waist, you big little poodle!
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Speechless
I try to go for the gold
Sending procrastination out the window
But it keeps coming back.
It’s haunting me.
I’m speechless
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WOOHOOOOO
Ayos na ang Firefox ko! No weird symbols. Woohooo!
Ang solution: Remove the troublesome HELVETICA from your font folder.
Tennen!
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Thought fart
we give in to the notion that we are the captain of our own ships we give in to the thought that we are born for a great purpose we give in to that strong urge deep within ourselves that we are the best we give in but do we give out?
February 2011
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Status Quo
Why do we even bother to piss other people’s walls?
What can we gain by doing this?
Where should we stop next and take a piss?
Who will be exempted?
How should we end?
If this is the way of life, kindly get me a ticket to Mars.
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5 minutes article
A post-it pasted on my cpu said that gandalf will be leaving soon and that I should accompany him to the train station. So I closed all my desktop applications and head down the stairs to grab something to bite, on my way down, I smelled the aroma of freshly baked cockroaches. Hmm, yummy! So I hurried down and went straight to the kitchen where I saw Taylor Swift fixing her perm. I asked her about...
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She handed the impetus, what a job.
she raised her hands trying to bolster the dying hangdog, but to no avail, FAILED. Their condemnations were too finessed, their positions so nuanced, THEY ARE TOO REFINED for her taste. Two cannot withstand a million and ten low blows, even mathematics can’t help. Now that he has passed away, she’s got no option but to submit. C’est la vie my dear friend, c’est la vie.
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Subdued 25ft.
I heard you snore and made myself believed that it’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard when in fact, my ears felt like convulsing from the loudness of your snuffling. I made myself believe. Yes, even if I felt like letting it all go. I made myself believe.
Faith is something much deeper than love. You may not agree with me and I may not care. But what’s the point?...
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Spit on my ube roll.
Mic check. Mic check. I was barely looking at the crowd, I was staring at the empty spot where you’re supposed to be but I guess the smoke signaled the fire and the ashes fell flat on my head, burning my greasy threads yet, I wasn’t alarmed. I was calm as the sea at night, I was serene as the early spring. Is this how the dogs bark? - Noisy yet perfectly still. - Focused and aiming....
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Kill me with Arcoxia
It’s in the middle of the night yet the streets grow hotter. I wonder why.
So the spoiled egg went out for a roll, I guess this would be the best time to lick the garbage clean. I’ve been eating dusts for days and I tell you, it taste better than Hawaiian Pizza or even Buffalo Wings.
Haha, so did you just smell the sarcasm on every word?
Man, I’m so hungry I think I can eat...
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While I'm waiting for winter
Strap of blue
Strap of red
Strap of any hue.
It amazes me how people grow thin by eating so much and I’m here sweating my ass off to shed a pound or two.
Just like a movie star
Maria, Maria
Camille, Maria Camille
