"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)

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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

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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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friendster bullshit

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

grey line by Georgia O Keefe

blue

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

gone

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

im moving out

Freud's theory

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

- from the writings of
sir Seigmund Freud

ideal boy bud =)

leandro munoz
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ideal room mate

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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 =)

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

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.
www.artlex.com

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