blade

maybe only the grasses knew what the wind whispers..

wanna try this one from penshoppe
and replace the ray ban that i bought only for Php40
heheeh.. imit!

fine

blood creeps
heart pulses
someone's freaking me
ignore

checking
knoting up all the details
people laughing
people spitting

they were bullshit!

sipping up
sedated
enter the lime light
and comuoflage with their sight

"Honored guests and sponsors..
Good evening everyone,
and welcome to our opening.."

and the program flows
the cringe follows..
then try to doze off

applause
hand shakes
congats..

fine

people laughing
people spitting
they were bullshit!
sipping up
sedated
exit the lime light
and comuoflage out of their sight.

one of my favorite artist would be Tony de Carlo...
he have this identity embeded on his canvass..
an eye would look closely for the attitude that this
portrait wanted to scream about..

tadah!

given the task, i made our group exhibit statement
such a funny way to spend hours infront of the computer screen.
it was no joke to come up with something that really stir up all of
our individual's sentiments in regards with our arts..
and im able to come up with this:

DiBuHu
Diwa sa Buhing Hulagway

A collaborative group exhibit by the Art Seminar II class that epitomizes the authority to create artworks from an inspiration, self actualization and freedom. Thus, having the power to make an artwork into a living piece.

Diwa sa Buhing Hulagway showcases 24 artworks from different artists whose trying to make the present local art world a profile.

Consisting of 12 Fine Artist Students, under the Humanities Division of University of the Philippines Cebu College, integrates varied works made up of different mediums and be able to compose different techniques.

To create, to communicate, and to conclude were some of the few objectives.

Have a peek and reflect.

there! phew!
at last!
proud, i show it off to our adviser..
expecting a good remark from him.
yeah, he did..
but he just do something i despise of..
he edit it and revise it all over..
"i guess this is enough.." he simply quipes
and give the over baked parchment.

thanx sir..
then i mutter to myself,
peshit!

me and pat

ready for summer!

mushy

there's so many times i feel like dying..

how i wish this rotting feeling just be erradicated and be burried.

but, it lingers

and it pains more than i cud ever muster..

still, i cease to live and learn from it..

if there's a time to mourn then, theres a time to dance.

trying to be pre-occupied all the time

trying to chase off the depression away

and i realize how busy i became

and i realize i should be tamed

9:00 am.. my class is still 4 hours away

drag my butt inside the library

its a breezy summer.

i got a microcosmic view of our campus by the window

so placid yet moving

and the accacia leaves keep on scattering on the asphalt pavement

i got my hands on this oak smelling book

authored by Margie Magritte

she was a widow who doesn't just loss her husband and two children in a car accident

but also her will to continue to live as well.. she mourns and she grieves..

but somehow she able to cope up and and have this lessons written on her book:

Grief the Mourning After.

The lessons of Grief..

"however, i firmly believe everything that comes our way is material for our growth"

• the value of living the present
• the joy of spontaneity
• the value of time

The need for simplicity..

Learning to live more simply frees our energies to be truly creative. In a world full of stimulation, it is necessary to divest ourselves of as many needless tasks as we can.

there's lot of circumstances that were'nt under our control.. we must move with changes..

--- and without change, we wither and die

The value of Patience

Grief also teaches us that we must be patient with ourselves allowing the grieving process to take place in whatever manner it is supposed to. If life becomes hurried, we miss the best part--- the quite, uneventful, meaningful moments we can know alone or with those we love.

i guess.. the thing that i really learned from these excerpts is that

i must move on

saturated

Okhee, now im in my
point of saturation...

[mirc chat / wala na'y ayo]

03 04 05

posters.. invitation cards..
permits.. press kits..
venue.. pika-pikas..

all done!
and we're ready for our group exhibit.

it was a blast preparing for our group exhibit..
under sir Karl's class, Art Sem II

not to mention.. pain in the ass

were supposed to pay for our venue,
the catering and the flowers.. miscellaneous (e.g. posters and stuffs)
which estimated cost wud be
12 kiaw

"omigolly" i said.. where cud we fetch that huge amount?!

so i start open up MS Word and type an openhanded letter
contact Shyn and send those soloicitations to her connections..

SHE have connections..

and i grasp in amazement as i knew who those people are.
cong. Raul del Mar of North District.. cong. Yapha
Mrs. Flora Mae Ludo..
and we even have sponsors: NorthWest Cafe and MikeMayer printing press..

cool..
cool sponsors for a class exhibit..
i never knew we have such power to convince people..

so we officially spread the word:
MARCH 11
6 PM
CAP ART CENTER JONES AVENUE

then here we are, putting our invites in a white envelope
soon those will land to other people's hand
paving a way to promote local art.

antidote

I really find it soothing...

to take a bath after a great sob.

highlighted

I never had a great loss, (after gaving up with Itlog)
after all,.. i learned to see beauty behind
a poke-markedpig-faced of my long time crush..=)

venture

... there goes the freaky me. im off to a new dimensia.
i cudn't possibly organize the swift flow of thoughts that flooded me.

maybe im just too confused to even think.
to even realize wat have just transpired..

cool then.. amused..
but still, i cud remember the moment.
im in a trance for three minutes..
two person i thought cud feed my intuition were right at the back
and infront of me..
they were there.. filling the empty chairs in the library.
and they have fake smiles plastered in their faces..

and for me, they look like a jackass.

what happened to my weee feelings, my yearn and the longing?
i guess these just simply fades..
because their existence never permeate totally into my being..

they show motives that brings me to cringe..
they do say hi and flash their wicked smile..
i made a sigh and then nothing else.

they never did exert enough effort.

for them, my sms never spice up their mobile screen..
my treats didn't brighten their day..
my hug can't send them warmth
they failed to feel my heart

... or they were just too numb to feel at all

and there they go again..
saying hi and plaster their wicked smiles.

they suck!
=)

better move on..
they got no luck

better venture to another planet
maybe il find my peace

..........................................................

"im a mobile"

i got my bagpack loaded
put my shades on
and made my way to my hometown!!!!

Bantayan Island!

its been months since the last time i set my foot
on my native sands..
i love the feeling of riding in a swift bus
heading me off to the eastern coast way to the north
where the sun shines just above the horizon

a parade of palm trees and swaying sugar canes
welcome me =)
plus the glittering shores that absorbed the sky light
blinds me..

it was so cool
i feel like a surfing dude

plus the wide unending space
makes me see through different perspective: of thingking and rationalizing.
nameless faces brought me to smiles
as i peep into their daily lives..

i was in a frame of intricate dimension
pacing and constantly moving

everything is changing

.. to think im only sitting.

from a bus way to Hagnaya, i lodge myself to a sea ferry via Sta. Fe
then a 20 minutes jeepney ride to finally reach my folk's town.
im unwinding myself lavishly
as i knew il be back to city life--- back to reality.

im blessed to have this moment..

penshoppe boys!

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can't get my eyes off this bear..

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From Gabríela's website, gabriela

cosmic in chaos

Now i believe Madelene L'engle was right...

There's cosmic in chaos

new logo
fr: crash blog

an escapade to sanity

how i still remember my escapade to bohol!
school starts to tightened
have to go somewhere to loosened the knots.
my impulse told me to the eastern coast..
somewhere in bohol!

i ask Nikko to suggests different voyages, departure and ticket price..
i ask something that suits my financial status..
but he reply too damn late..
so i board a ferry via tubigon..
then from tubigon to tagbilaran through a bus..
i pass through fields of greenery, under azure blue skies
it was such a bliss.. and thats only the start of everything..

i hop at island city mall and shop as a tourist!
iv got a shirt as a souvenere!,,...
how i really love this feeling of walking in a strange town as a stranger..
i am an alien..
=)

then a jeep carry me over PANGLAo
just for Php 13!
mygolly!
how i scorn those travel agency who rate as higher as the sky!

all my ardous attempt fade away as i was swallowed by the awesome
immensity of the paradise island..
such unspoiled such unscathed.. such lovely place..

im in bliss..

JUSTICE LEAGUE RULES!
even in my shirt!
i got three of my fave heroes!
(e.g. flash, green lantern, and the martian)

do drop by @ www.cartoonnetwork.com

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

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.

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.

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

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

www.lyrics.com

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]

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 ) ...



mindworks25

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