Petrichor

that kind of moment when you're sitting placidly with your coffee, while having that smell of wet earth.

reminding me of high school or college summer breaks, when you are still under the spell of long vacation, and yet, anticipating the new school year.

---anticipating my close friends' laughter, to seeing my crush's face, and be reunited with  my usual element.

now, i can feel that the summer has about to give up its harshest heat and will embrace the rainy reason. Where long fast asleep seeds wake up and try to push out from the ground, raising its arm and gasp: flourish!

it is as if life has just begun.

good morning, "real coffee" mates

Ewan bakit drawn ako sa spot na to.. maybe because naalala ko yung film nila aga at anne, yung "when love begins"..

Gusto ko yung linya ni anne na:

“It’s not enough that you accept me for what I am. You have to accept me for what I’m not.”

Today, william has to say something:

passive

i have this

passiveness,

that i don't strive

to know too much,

as it will take

so many space

for imagination.

missing binondo

Upon reading this snippet,

from the symptoms of a self-realized person

i am

exalted

bowing in reverence

visited an old hindu temple several years ago and it's embarrassing when it's just now am starting to realize and fully embrace the divinity it brings.

#Ekno E A*

gnashing

have i known
its coming from you
all the holes
that pierced me through

crashing

these tell tale signs
of past sexual conquest
whose faces
and physiques
reduced into viral leek

exploding

a nuclear reaction
of uranium-235
a fission
of lust and lust alone
splitting into millions
of fissile elements
bombarding me to the core

dissipating

i wouldn't know
if you are the one
who need to say i'm sorry
or should i be the one
who says:
it's never been easy

both dismal
and morbid
palettes of orange
and blue
a portrait---
decaying down to its bones

let me
mourn with the notion
drop dead in defeat
assuring
not to pulp beat me
and spank
the hell out of me

estranged; twins

floating
in the same amniotic fluid
naked
kissing
falling in love
and see life
through rose-colored glasses?
emotional,
crashes?

happy,
so happy,
we could literally die
ends up doing
a lot of harm
so we decided to go back
to the forest

the same forest,
the same mother
as twins---
in strained relationships

most often,
entangled
roles have reversed
intertwined
and confused
as newfound flame

that’s not the only issue
that grows
that we can tame

so we hibernate
in purity
and solitude

as you may now
drop the phone
and leave me
all alone
please respect me
as your brother

claiming you know
but allude to the fact
that it’s untrue
hey, we've only just met'
unsympathetic
to the needs of the world
servicing only the philosophy

implied by our own nature

as gypsies traveling
by the sea
of emptiness
we both have embraced
the same loneliness

emphasize the fact that this flame
is nothing like it seems
Sure there’s many people
that adore you
and want to be around you
wherever you go
but in fact,
this is an isolated case
do experienced it,
firsthand.

always remember,
we always be the same
but different
---passed as twins
but more than strangers

the irony we find
in our life experiences.
the way we presented
on the outside
an antonym
of what we feels
of how much time
to learn about us,
intimately,
you may not feel
the same thing anymore.

as we agree to disagree
we fight,
we flee.

last sunset of 2018 seen in bantayan island
photo by: tria ducay