Archive for December, 2005

BATA PA LANG, MAY SUNGAY NA!!!

Tuesday, December 20th, 2005

i remember when i was in my kindergarten years, we were instructed by my teacher to draw a picture of what we think our guardian angels would look like…

i dunno, but maybe at that time i just have a wild imagination… i drew a stick figure of an angel with wings… well, actually i colored it with black…

my classmate approached me and asked why was my guardian angel black instead of white… i just gave her a sarcastic look and replied "who told you that angels should be white, nywei? did you actually see one?" hahaha…

whenever that scene would cross my mind… i can’t help but smile ‘coz imagine i was only 4 years old at that time…(bata pa lang may sungay na!!!)…

oh well, i was baptized and confirmed under catholic vows but eversince i really have a lot of questions about my religion… so if someone would ask me, whom i believed in… i would just simply say, i have my own god… i am half agnostic-half not (weird)…. if i pray, i pray directly to my god… sometimes i would envision him as chinese or sometimes an afro-american…well, i mean who exactly can give a detailed image of god… the images that we have right now were created by other humans also… no one has actually seen god… and why does he have to look like an american, ayt?…

one thing more, i don’t like doing routines… if you failed to go to church for one sunday, would it lead you to hell… i hate going to the church, a lot of the church goers are hypocrites. wait till the end of the mass and see them unleashing the monsters hiding inside themselves… harhar…

well, as long as i don’t hurt anyone then i guess i would be on the safe side… i don’t have to go thru a lot of routines to practice my faith… i don’t have to conform to the norms of the society…i have my own way and i’m definitely sticking with it…

–it’s just that i keep on fucking the norms that were already laid–

LIVEJOURNAL VS. FRIENDSTER BLOG

Monday, December 12th, 2005

wala lang…

difference ng live journal ko sa friendster blog ko…

sa live journal ko… daily account of my random thoughts… istorya ng buhay ko… kung paano ako naging PEST at si LENNE sa totoong buhay… the fun and comic side of me.. freestyle writing… http://www.livejournal.com/users/makatangbituin/

sa friendster blog ko… panay walang kamatayang mga tula ko… angsts and shits of my life…serious side ko (i guess so)… kadalasan ito ang kinalalabasan ng pagtugon ko sa mga tawag ng pluma at papel… http://makatangbituin.blogs.friendster.com/random_thoughts/

kung ako sayo… babasahin ko nalang sila pareho…

NAsAN ANG PASKO

Wednesday, December 7th, 2005

ilang pasko na ba ang nagdaan?
ilang taon ko na ring hinahanap ang pasko?…

noong bata ako alam ko pa kung ano ang pasko…
hanggang isang araw na lang

bigla na lang naglaho ito sa aking isipan…
mula noon di na ko tumigil sa paghahanap ng pasko

sinubukan kong hanapin ang  pasko sa bawat regalong

natatanggap ko..
nabuksan ko na lahat pero wala naman ang pasko..

sinubukan ko ring pakinggan ang pasko sa mga nangangaroling,
nabingi lang ako pero wala pa rin ang pasko…

sinubukan kong tikman ang pasko sa mga noche buena,

naimpatso’t nabusog na ako wala pa rin ang pasko…

sinubukan ko ring langhapin ang malamig na simoy na

hangin ng pasko,
sinipon at inubo lang ako,
di ko pa rin naramdaman ang pasko…

sinubukan ko ring makisaya sa bawat tahanan,
napagod lang ako
di ko pa rin nahagilap ang pasko…

ngayon magpapasko  na naman…
hinahanap ko pa rin ito…
paulit-ulit…

ikaw,alam mo ba kung nasaan ang pasko?

PAGTATANGGAL NG MASKARA

Friday, December 2nd, 2005

buksan ang mata at isip sa mensaheng nais ipabatid…

hanapin ang mga nangingilid na luha sa likod ng malapayasong ngiting
ipinakikita…

hanapin ang totoong persona na nagtatago sa maskarang nababanaag…

hindi lahat ng nakikita ay pawang katotohanan kundi ay panlilinlang…

hintayin ang pagsapit ng gabi…

makikita sa isang sulok…

sa isang napakadilim na sulok…

walang ilaw…

binabalot lang ng karimlan…

pagtanggal ng maskara…

naroroon siya umiiyak at naghihinagpis…