Moon crystal power, make up!!

Power goes to those who has the money. And money goes to those who have powers.

But what we're missing here is that the power everyone (or most of us) have been longing to have is merely superficial and temporary. If you really wish to win it then you must also be prepared on the responsibilities that it demands. 

I started writing this way back 2010. I can't even remember the drive or motive of starting such prose. I stopped when it started to look like an introduction to a known multi-level markerter's biography.

Just now, a series of dreadful events came out of nowhere. While these do not involves me or any of my immediate family, it cannot be helped that I get not affected. I do not want this to be a spiritual post but I can't help realizing that whatever happens, we must realize that we are not empowered. We must be very much convinced now, that things could be taken away from us in a snap. Seldom that I was convinced that as powerless creatures, we could be just part of a trick.

Ayos. 

Napagtanto mo na ba na ang talatang ito'y naglalayong paigtingin ang lakas ng loob ng mga tao, lalo pa't sila ay tama at may malinis na hangarin.

Pasok sa panga ang update na 'to. Sariwang sariwa pa mula nung huling linggo. Nakalimutan ko lang mag log in. Pasensya. 

Sa panga dahil sa araw na nangyari 'to, yung mga kasama kong tao, gustong suntukin sa panga yung kung sinuman yung mga yun.

Sabi nga ng matalik kong kaibigan, kung may problema ka sa katabi mo at hindi mo sinabi at naiirita ka, (halimbawa: maingay), hindi mo maaaring isisi ang irita mo sa taong katabi mo dahil malamang, hindi nya alam at hindi mo din kasi pinaalam.

Gano'n na nga ang nangyari. Nakasakay sa malamig na moda ng transportasyon (FX). Sa oras na lahat ay pagod at nais nang umuwi, natural lamang ang magnais umidlip habang nasa biyahe.

Dalawa sa siyam na pasahero ang may kanya kanyang kausap sa kani-kanilang telepono. Walang paligsahan, ngunit animo'y nagpapalakasan ng volume at hagikhikan.

Pagbigyan. Marahil, tatlong taon na, nung huli nilang nakausap yung mga taong yun sa kabilang linya. Dala ng damdamin kung bakit yung isa (#1) ay halos ipagkalat na ayaw niya dun sa huling ni-reto sa kanya para maka-blind date kasi daw may something. Nagawa pa nga nila mag-three way-call at nasa Cubao Ilalim kami nung maghe-hello? hello? siya dun sa kausap niya. Natural, mawawalan ka ng signal!

Sunod naman ay si tao bilang 2. Problemado naman ang istorya ng buhay niya. Bread winner 'ika nila, ang katayuan niya sa pamilya at gano'n na lamang ang sama ng loob niya sa mga kapatid niyang hindi marunong tumayo sa sarilin nilang mga paa.

Maingay. Nakakairita. Aaminin ko, apektado din ako kahit ayaw ko makinig. Ngunit wala ni isa ang nagrereklamo, tingin lang ng tingin sa direksyon ng kinauupuan nila. (Bakit ba kasi magkahanay pa sila ng upuan? Imbyerna siguro yung dalawang taong pinagitnaan nila). Lilingon, titingin sa katabi (sa akin) at saka iismid. Hanggang sa matapos ang 36 minutes (siguro! nilang usap: mula SM Megamall A hanggang Trinoma under moderate-heavy traffic), isang babae ang lumingon. Lumingon at bumulalas ng "Hay naku". Hanggang nagsisunuran na lahat ng katabi kong babae. Mga labinlimang "tsk" siguro narinig ko kasama na din yung galing sa tsuper.

Hindi pa din natitinag si tao bilang 1. (si #2, nilingon ko na at nasabihan ng "pakihinaan ng kaunti" kaya nagpaalam na din sa kausap). Hindi niya alam, na siya ang punterya lahat ng "tsk" dahil wala namang nagsasabi sa kanya. Sabihin na nating akala niya dahil traffic kaya badtrip yung mga tao o baka unang beses niya makapag 3-way call kaya hindi niya napapansin lahat ng nasa paligid niya.

Anim na tao na nagtiis ng tatlumpu't anim na minuto. Naiparating ko ang mensahe sa isa sa dalawang maiingay na tao. Nagsalita. Naglakas loob. Nanguna ngunit walang sumunod. Inulit ko na lang: "Miss, pakihinaan yung boses mo." Saka lamang sila nagsisalita. Animo'y palitan ng "Peace be with you" sa simbahan, ngunit sa pagkakataong ito, lahat ng reklamo ultimong, sa pagkaistorbo sa tulog, hindi nakatulog, naiingayan, lahat lumabas. Ni isa sa mga ito'y hindi napansin ni tao bilang 1 ngunit masasabi ko'ng wala sa kanya ang problema. 

Dead Lock

Remembered the first time I walked into a meeting as a presider. Wow! I can't explain the mixed emotions of nervousness, excitement, pressure etc.

The big bosses were around and I needed to to go back to my desk to get some paper works and was the last person to enter the conference room.

The boss then asked me to close the door. And so I did. Much to my surprise, all of them were giggling as I pushed the door knob into its place.

The boss then said: I only asked you to close it, not to Lock it!

It was very shameful to be acting that weird. 

A supposedly suppressed thought

I really find this suitable to be posted. I'm quite surprised that I was even able to made myself aware of this embarrassing experience I had way back when I was a fresh man. I thought I have enforced this to be forgotten.

Those were the same days as the first time commuters would go home in groups to share the same jeepney ride home. Those days when orange skies roof children who would trip on random houses to disturb them by continuously knocking on their doorbells and would run like crazy horses. Days when your nerdy classmate would intentionally bump into a not so cheap looking car to make it wang its emergency alarm exempting the fact that the vehicle is parked within a hospital's lot. Who would ever miss the tokneneng days and gulaman, the unripe mango with bagoong even singkamas at the cost of P1 (which I never really liked).

Unfortunately, those were the same days as heavy traffics causing jeepney drivers to cut their trips to Mindanao avenue. Resulting long waits to these midgets.

It was a usual afternoon when our group decided to ride in a single jeepney. We waited forever to catch one that would ensconce the varying size of our buns. All were happy to be in the same vehicle. We had all of our fares settled with the driver. Then comes to my friend's stop, I knew he would be alighting as he was always the first one. I volunteered to signal the driver. As soon as the magic word left my mouth:


"PARA" 

Nobody moved. I hid that facial expression but I wanted to inquire why no one is moving? Even the jeepney's not.

I looked at my friend and asked him, "Ba't di ka pa bumababa (Are you not going?)"

He answered, "May pupuntahan ako sa bayan e. (I needed to go to the town market)"

I can't believe his revelation. The driver does not have a lifetime to wait until the right passenger gets off the vehicle, I can't move but (I think) everyone needs my reasoning out for such action.

I hid all emotions inside. I reached a decision. I exclaimed: "Dito kasi ako bababa e, pupuntahan ko yung tita ko (I'm heading to my aunt's house, I'm getting off now.)

Then it was a common scenario. An alighting passenger passing you.

And what was the consequence of my assuming act?

Is your answer: You took the next jeepney ride to take you home?

Mine is: I waited several minutes for their jeepney to get farther. I am a student and I am given an exact allowance for my daily expense, I do not have extra cash to take me home, I walked 1.8 kilometers and got home hungry and thirsty.

I never did this again. Not even out of courtesy.

Di matahimik

Maari mo bang tukuyin ang kaibahan
Sa pagitan ng utak at kawalan
Kung yaring isip mo'y hindi nakatam
Sarili mong wika'y di mo alam

Ikahiya't sukatin ng minsan pa
Galing at husay sa pagaanalisa
Kakayahang pangkabuuang gamit ka
Gayong noon pa'y kay tagal ka nang sinusuka

Isang araw ako'y nagsulat
Di na mahagilap kahit sa hinagap
Nalimot na'ng aking unang lasap
Maintindiha't makapagpahayag

Hinugot at saka napagtanto
Ako lang at ako, pati tayo
Kumitil. tumigil at sumiil
Sa naturang wika, sariling atin

Claustrophobia

I woke up in tears this afternoon from a horrible nightmare. Guess my ate's (sister's) trait of having nightmares after watching horror films is contagious.

Dreamt of a place where in such dimensions a person who just recently died ca use a temporary body (looking identical as him/her) to run his unfinished errands. It was my parents who told me that I already passed but I can't remember their reaction. They were more busy attending to the arrangement of my wake. I still can't believe of what I've heard. It felt like a usual thing for people around me to see one's corpse on one side while popping out the news to the body on the other side.

It was horrific to see my corpse. It was kept on a wooden box. One can tell that my body's been through a strong impact, from the way my arms and legs are angled (I still get goose bumps as I write this)

I died in an elevator accident. I died with my eyes opened. My tongue protrudes as if it was the last means of gasping breath.

I thought of those 2 persons celebrating their birthday at the same date as the Virgin Mary's. They were the first two persons who should know I am gone. I was crying as my time's limited... very limited. It was difficult to get out of the streets keeping in mind this is my today's task.

You guys know exactly why I am sharing this. Time flies. There will be a certain time it will permanently crash down. Fasten your seat belts. Now.

(from FB account)

Sige ng sige

Oh yes.

Gumagana, bumubukakad at nagkakasaysay
Mga oras na gising ang diwa upang magsalaysay

Kay sarap singhalin mga kwento't kathang isip
Ibahagi sa daigdig, regalong bukas at pasalin salin.