'Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm'

pablo neruda

 

postscript: next year iba naman..go with the flow. karma talaga 'to.

nasa wish list ko pala ang poems ni pablo neruda..haha

Currently feeling: holiday mode..

ill swear off those cocktails and stick to plain vodka, tequila or mojito. i've had this floating feeling most of the day yesterday and had to put up with sinus pressure the rest of the evening. no more colored drinks for me. that's resolution number 1.

it was suppossed to be a masquerade ball but become a catwalk of sorts. nobody wore their masks long enough.  ah real world. i wish it was more parallel. resolution number 2? less wishful thinking

my mask looks pretty though. with those chrome like gold eyelashes for comfort. it looks good on the wall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

nothing to talk about. but had time for a banner (layout still sucks though).

it's funny now why i changed it in the first place.

it's time for the present..call the cicadas..

Ode to Enchanted Light
~ Pablo Neruda

Under the trees light
has dropped from the top of the sky,
light
like a green
latticework of branches,
shining
on every leaf,
drifting down like clean
white sand.

A cicada sends
its sawing song
high into the empty air.

The world is
a glass overflowing
with water.

 

Currently reading: john maxwell (hehehhe...self help)

 

 

i got this henna tattoo in my nape over the weekend that i conspicously hid. but still multi-faceted guy found it. no wonder, he looks at everything. i've always wanted a permanent one but i never found a reason compelling enough. albeit temporary, i really liked the look of that japanese character. it's meaning still eludes me though, figuratively.

what an addition to things japanese. those fans and books are catching dust.

maybe i should have chosen my previous boss' wife's work in her calligraphy class. every stroke had so much passion. she said it meant empty. and that it had something to do with heart.

 

 

 

Currently reading: req'd paperback reading fr my boss
Currently feeling: trying to take things as they come 'mode'

 

 

 

 

[ubiztondo sunset]

 

[san juan, la union]

Currently feeling: lazy or tired

"How much more real is this silent land that tells all truths?

How much longer need I be truthful?

 

And once questioned you flinch then furtively flee the confines of my imagination as my breathing unevenly, ungently unmakes you.

 If only you were more than the mist I awaited at twilight to speak your thousand songs;
perhaps then, I could confess my lies."

 --The Sounds I Dream (Isabelita O. Reyes)

 

 

 

postscript: i'm cleaning my desktop alright

when utterly bored i remember my 'baul'. or maybe my spare chest. hahaha. okay, i do. i am bored. so rather than pine away, i have a lot of things that i have been putting off. call me an adrenalin junkie. i will pull things off. that's my mantra talking.

postscript: this baul was made by my lolo sa tuhod. i think it  would make an interesting conversation piece in my 'dream' house. it is with the other branch of the family though. but my nam uncle is willing to part with it if it would be exchanged with something, shall we say more modern..hmmm.

 

and so he left without saying why.

 

i can't judge you, i don't know you.

but tears are rolling on my face.

without thought or provacation;

just silent lament

 

i don't know your depths of resilience

or despair.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[sunrise quezon island, 100 is]

mostly been 'watching' obama-clinton and that hilary deathwatch widget. kinda having a crush on barack obama..hahahaha..so bridget jones..i'd imagine i'd be gaining more pounds soon too but i doubt if i'd pick up a stick or drink vodka ALONE.

alcohol is my social alibi. i lose my 'listening skills' though.

quite but not there. as always.

nothing is perfect, isn't it.

but yeah...some do ride the wave.

some.

 

 

postscript: my critic said the shot is so africa daw.some sarcasm there.

Currently feeling: touchd sa grit ng olfrens