ang bangaw sa sabaw

Woke up 5 in the morning and couldn't go back to sleep, so thought this one up. My initial attempt at making silly little poems in bisaya...

Isa ka adlaw
May isa ka bangaw
Tungod's pagkahanggaw
Nalunod sa sabaw

Was just bored :)

an epiphany

Life is too short. Why do I keep forgetting that...

mornings

Your day starts. You are still in your dream state, when a vague ring of your alarm clock reaches your ears. Painfully, you open your eyes, and push yourself out of bed. Thus, the morning ritual starts. Take a bath. Breakfast. Dress for work.

And then the long, polluted, traffic jammed commute to work. All sorts of people ride and get off the jeepney. It is all a blur to you. Then you get off your stop. You walk. You enter the office. You seem to be early, only a few are at their tables. Back to the hell hole, you think.

You open your PC, your inbox is flooded with emails. Who're all these from, you wonder. Quickly scanning the list, you see more emails from irate clients and your annoyed boss. Great. Just great. What a great start for your day.

Then you figure out what to do for the day. This I'll do, and this, and that too. And you slave on, stubbornly on, like a horse pulling on its carriage. Tis a hard life, you think. And you start to question, the point of it all. What is the point? This is madness, you tell yourself, allowing to be subjected to all this.

But then, you turn, and a wonderful vision overtakes you. A vision of great beauty, like the beams of sunrise piercing the darkness and gloom of a long, cold night. You forget everything, as a goddess descends on the room. Incredulously, you stare, as her delicate figure enters the door and crosses the aisle.

Her angelic face. Her flowing hair. Her beautiful smile. Her graceful yet unassuming manner. Time stops. Your world stops. Your heart palpitates. Your insides are sommersaulting like mad.

And for that single moment, everything seems right in the world. Contentedly, you watch her. And then, you start dreaming. What if, she's the one. Visions of happily ever after scenarios pass through your head.

But then, your superego catches up with you. What on earth am I doing? Get back to work! A rude awakening from a beautiful dream. So, like a slave whipped by his cruel task master, you go back to work. And you press on, and on. You sigh at everything that has to be accomplished for the day.

But then, a smile crosses your face, knowing that an angel is just nearby, to take you away, if only for a moment.

to the dogs, i say!

gawd, what the hell is going on to this country:

P1-B lobby for 'sin' taxes

a government controlled by the moneyed elite...

Angara confirms meeting with Arroyo

then politicians with no backbone who only act out of political convenience and not out of ideals...

What bonus? Gov't workers gripe

and an under paid government workforce that is forced to resort to corruption...

This country is going to the dogs, I say!!! To the dogs!!!

blue verse

Feeling a little pathetic last night on the way home, thought up this silly little poem:

i feel so blue
it feels like the flu
it sticks just like glue
like gum on my shoe.

Yes, i know, it maybe a bit childish... but it helps me laugh inspite of myself...

rain rain rain

It was raining, and I had a headache...

rain rain rain
please fall on my brain
my head is in pain
and i might go insane

This is fun... :)

good boy, good boy...

Found this passage in the bible, which i thought rather strange.

The righteous perish,
and no one ponders it in his heart;
devout men are taken away,
and no one understands
that the righteous are taken away
to be spared from evil.
Those who walk uprightly enter into peace;
they find rest as they lie in death.
- Isaiah 57:1,2

Sure gives meaning to the lyrics of that tagalog rap song, "Good boy, good boy, ang bait mo naman, sana kunin ka na ni Lord."

i wish the ring had never come to me...

Watching fellowship of the ring, a scene struck me as appropriate considering the events of the past month, having been reminded countless times of my own mortality. The fellowship, in their attempt to reach Mordor, got lost going through the mines of Moriah. Demoralized by the difficulty of their task, Frodo then confessed to Gandalf, "I wish the ring had never come to me". To which Gandalf replied, "So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All you have to decide is what to do with the time given to you."