Monday, December 20, 2004

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an iPod..
for a gift.. =)
wish ko lang..
sana palarin.. heheh =)

Sunday, December 19, 2004

detached

i could really feel and sense that im on myself..
once again and again and again..


no strings attached..
no heartaches (momentarily),
no more teary jerky sessions
and no more pointless passion over a pointless person..


i recognize my detachment..
and taste what is eccentric freedom.

this must be the moment when the sun decided to rise up again..
separating the curve line between the mountain that hides me..
i hate to be covered..
i hate to be swallowed..
i choose to be enlightened.




Saturday, December 18, 2004

finally, i breath..

its been so long since i find myself back into the ground..
there were those endless moments that i seems to be floating..
--- smilling aimlessly, sugar rush.. and then disheartened.
it takes a major blow before it strikes me..
damn stupidity..
life would suck until i realize something..
my rays, my self, my worth..
im whole still, though scratched..
limpy yet standing-
im sick yet lively-
so this is me then..
only better..


and i find myself breathing.

Friday, December 17, 2004

unspoken

Yeah
I remember..
It was blue
And it was red.
It was damn cold
And nothing has ever been said..
--could I miss the lights
those flickering seasoned lights?
--could I miss the hymns
of that Thursday night?

I am in blue
And you were in red.
Those days of old
--with nothing has ever
been said.


- december 2003

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

JÓGA

all the accidents that happen
follow the dot
coincidence makes sense
only with you
you don't have to speak
I feel
emotional landscapes
they puzzle me

then the riddle gets solved and you push me up to this

state of emergency
how beautiful to be!
state of emergency
is where I want to be

all that no-one sees
you see
what's inside of me
every nerve that hurts you heal
deep inside of me
you don't have to speak - I feel
emotional landscapes
they puzzle me
confuse

then the riddle gets solved and you push me up to this

state of emergency
how beautiful to be!
state of emergency
is where I want to be

state of emergency

state of emergency

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Tuesday, December 14, 2004

The Scientist
Come up to meet ya, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are
I had to find you, tell you I need ya
And tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets, and nurse me your questions
Oh lets go back to the start
Running in circles, coming in tails
Heads on a science apart
Nobody said it was easy
It's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh take me back to the start

I was just guessing at numbers and figures
Pulling the puzzles apart
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart
And tell me you love me, come back and haunt me
Oh and I rush to the start
Running in circles, chasing tails
Coming back as we are

Nobody said it was easy
Oh it's such a shame for us to part
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be so hard
I'm going back to the start Ooooohhhhhhh [x4]
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Monday, December 13, 2004

Friday, December 10, 2004

Hyper-ballad

We live on a mountain
Right at the top
There's a beautiful view
From the top of the mountain
Every morning I walk towards the edge
And throw little things off
Like car-parts, bottles and cutlery
Or whatever I find lying around
It's become a habit
A way to start the day

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

It's real early morning
No-one is awake
I'm back at my cliff
Still throwing things off
I listen to the sounds they make
On their way down
I follow with my eyes 'til they crash
Imagine what my body would sound like
Slamming against those rocks
When it lands
Will my eyes
Be closed or open?

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

Safe up ( here with you ) ...
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mindworks25

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Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

friendster bullshit

my account seems to flattened
so are my "seems to be friends"
so long!
friendly friendster!

Monday, November 15, 2004

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grey line by Georgia O Keefe

Thursday, November 11, 2004

blue

.. I find blue as a calming hue
---- it has a universal touch too..
see it in the skies and the oceans..

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

gone

i feel like moving..
moving somewhere
somewhere i cud creep
i cud hybernate
somewhere il be considered stranger

im moving out

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Freud's theory

"In creative individual,
BISEXUALITY is heightened..."

- from the writings of
sir Seigmund Freud

Thursday, October 14, 2004

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ideal boy bud =)

leandro munoz
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ideal room mate

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Friday, October 01, 2004

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just newly wake up..

ggrrrhhhaaaa...

still groggy and ol..

ble! its damn directed, by no one else but
the model herself, Vera!
an acting that leads to deceiving =)

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

L.H.O.O.Q. , 1919, by Marcel Duchamp. rectified readymade <../r/readymade.html>, pencil <../Pas.html> on a reproduction <../Reh.html> -- a chromolithograph, 7 3/4 x 4 7/8 inches, private collection, Paris. As if the addition of mustache and beard weren't enough of a poke at this most famous of paintings, the letters Duchamp penciled -- L.H.O.O.Q. -- at the bottom of his altered image are meaningless in themselves, but when read aloud in French, make the sound of "Elle a chaud au cul," meaning, "She has a hot ass." See aerial perspective <../a/aerialperspective.html>, anti-art <../An.html>, Renaissance <../r/renaissance.html>, and sfumato <../Se.html>. www.artlex.com
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Monday, September 27, 2004

Andy Warhol, Gold Marilyn Monroe , 1962, synthetic <../Su.html> polymer <../Pm.html> paint, silkscreened <../s/silkscreen.html>, and oil <../O.html> on canvas <../C.html>, 6 feet 11 1/4 inches x 57 inches (211.4 x 144.7 cm), Museum of Modern Art, NY.
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Sunday, September 26, 2004

Andy Warhol, Mick Jagger , 1973, silkscreen <../s/silkscreen.html>, 73 / 250, 74 cm x 112 cm, Tehran Museum of Contemporary Art, Iran. Mick Jagger was and is the lead singer of the rock band the Rolling Stones. See . www.artlex.com
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Saturday, September 25, 2004

Jackson Pollock, Autumn Rhythm (#30) , 1950, oil <../O.html> on canvas <../C.html>, 105 x 207 inches (266.7 x 525.8 cm), Metropolitan Museum of Art, NY.
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Jackson Pollock, Night Mist, 1945, oil <../O.html> on canvas <../C.html>, Norton Museum, West Palm Beach, FL.
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Friday, September 24, 2004

Marcel Duchamp (American, born France, 1887-1968), Nude Descending a Staircase <../f/images/futur_ducham.nudedes.lg.jpg>, 1911-12, oil <../O.html> on canvas <../C.html>, 58 x 35 inches, Philadelphia Museum of Art, PA. Sometimes called Cubo-Futurist, so also see Futurism <../f/futurism.html>, as well as the Armory Show of 1913 <../a/armoryshow.html>, in which this painting was highly controversial.
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Thursday, September 23, 2004

Pablo Picasso, Weeping Woman , 1937, oil <../O.html> on canvas <../C.html>, 60.8 x 50.0 cm, Tate Gallery, London.
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Tuesday, September 21, 2004

sigh

could it be the aroma that uplifts me, the smell of this familiar scent that tickle my cravings.. could it be the warmth under my lips that i begin to sip the heat which fuses me.. could it be my hot mug?

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

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Sunday, September 12, 2004


My Stupid Mouth
John Mayer
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my stupid mouth has got me in trouble
I said too much again
to a date over dinner yesterday
and I could see she was offended
she said "well anyway"
just dying for a subject change

oh, another social casualty
score one more for me
how could I forget
mama said "think before speaking"
no filter in my head
oh, what's a boy to do?
I guess he better find one soon

we bit our lips
she looked out the window
rolling tiny balls of napkin paper
I played a quick game of chess
with the salt and pepper shaker
and I could see clearly
an indelible line was drawn
between what was good, what just slipped out
and what went wrong

oh, another social casualty
score one more for me
how could I forget
mama said "think before speaking"
No filter in my head
oh, what's a boy to do?
I guess he better find one soon

I'm never speaking up again
it only hurts me
I'd rather be a mystery than she desert me
oh, I'm never speaking up again
starting now

one more thing
why is it my fault?
so maybe I try too hard
but it's all because of this desire
I just want to be liked; I just want to be funny
look like the joke's on me
so call me Captain Backfire

oh, another social casualty
score one more for me
how could I forget
mama said "think before speaking"
no filter in my head
oh, what's a boy to do?
I guess he better find one soon

I'm never speaking up again
it only hurts me
I'd rather be a mystery than she desert me
oh, I'm never speaking up againI'm never speaking up again
I'm never speaking up again
starting now
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Friday, September 10, 2004

ode for the celebrant

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sunset over lake..
maybe..
just maybe.
the sun that sets
is the sun that meets the rays
of my heartache's arms.
basking..
embracing..
of a long gone love
that once arise
but chooses to kiss
the tinge line and be forever drowned
in the cold murky waters..

how i yearn for the
one that i miss..

Thursday, September 09, 2004

the corrs Posted by Hello



What Can I DoMusic: The CorrsLyrics: Andrea CorrTranscript:
www.corrsonline.com

I haven't slept at all in days
It's been so long since we've talked
And I have been here many times
I just don't know what I'm doing wrong

What can I do to make you love me
What can I do to make you care
What can I say to make you feel this
What can I do to get you there

There's only so much I can take
And I just got to let it go
And who knows I might feel better, yeah
If I don't try and I don't hope

What can I do to make you love me
What can I do to make you care
What can I say to make you feel this
What can I do to get you there

No more waiting, no more, aching...
No more fighting, no more, trying...

Maybe there's nothing more to say
And in a funny way I'm calm
Because the power is not mine
I'm just going to let it fly

What can I do to make you love me
(What can I do to make you love me)
What can I do to make you care
(What can I do to make you care)
What can I say to make you feel this
(What can I do to make you love me)
What can I do to get you there
(What can I do to make you care)
What can I do to make you love me
(What can I do to make you love me)
What can I do to make you care
(What can I do to make you care)
What can I change to make you feel this
(What can I do to make you love me)
What can I do to get you there
(What can I do to make you care)

And love me... love me...

Saturday, February 14, 2004

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Sunflowers Vincent Van Gogh
1880
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like the flower
with no one dares to smell
... i am dateless for the Valentines
huhuhuh ....
wwaaahhhhhh!!!!
hehehehe...
=)

sige lang, itingub lang pohon..

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