Archive for the ‘Love & Relationships’ Category

Aug
10

A Cycle of Personal Reunification

reunificationI awoke with the sounds of it.

The door was being rattled, and the knob was shaking violently. The panes are getting hammered it seems by swooshing cloaked hands.

I looked around to see where I was. From the window I could see the giant tree across my window swaying hard on its sides, like some unseen forces at play are pushing and pulling it apart, working to put its majestic charm on its knees.

The street lights are dancing in the middle of the road, suspended by a small chain of loose wires, all red lights flashing as if to warn me of an impending emergency. A few cars managed to stay away from flying debris. Continue Reading…

Jul
8

The Hump That Broke The Camel’s Back

the-camelIt was a desolate wasteland, a mix of hot sand and ragged dirt. There was no air except for the few occasional breezes that blow like hotter than summer.

From the broken cracks on the ground, you can see the scorching air rising up above it like debris trying to flee a burning magma. Even the smallest of flora have died from years of neglect from the heavens.

A lone camel came idling by. He is a dromedary, all the way from some mystic Arab lands. It had traveled the Great Plains, climbed past the edges of the everglades, and crossed the empty deserts. Continue Reading…

Jun
11

The Last of A Dying Breed

a dying breedI have traveled the Great Plains…

With endless corn fields and cascading hills of greens. I saw the crops sway back and forth with the invisible afternoon breeze. I could see more cows than people. But the people are friendlier and very eager to see another soul.

The skies are always clear, free of polluted haze and glares of some big intimidating city. It was all peace and quiet here, but as serene and tranquil as the place can be, this is just not for me.

I have come across the deserts… With endless stacks of sands and hot cracks of molten rocks. Miles and miles I have yet to see humans, just critters and crawling lizards. The land was so arid and dry it never knew water existed. Continue Reading…

Jun
14

The Cold Remains

the fogGone was winter, and summer’s almost here. But despite the southern warmer weather, the northern cold still remains…

Once again, the slightly greenish haze went down the cascades of the everglades, its humid vapor condenses slowly and its frozen tentacles reaching across the hills and straight right through me.

When it’s warm it can get warm, which I am really fond of. But when it’s cold, it gets really cold, carrying an endless shower of bitter arctic breeze and oftentimes shooting those thunderous kinds of bland sarcasms. Continue Reading…

Jun
17

Beauty Needs No Reason

nebulaOn my middle aged quest to find meaning, I turned to astronomy.

The heavenly blue skies ended where the emptiness of space started. There lies my physical limitations and began jump-starting my imaginations. Where will we be in the near future? Can we travel to distant galaxies and still find meaning?

I didn’t find meaning but I did found ethereal beauty, the indescribable beauty of the heavenly bodies. Be it a mindful creation of a magnanimous being, an unbelievable accident caused by mere chance, or a billion year process of evolution, I simply don’t care. Continue Reading…

May
6

I Should Have Taken The Blue Pill

choicesDuring the entire course of my life I have faced the most formidable things there can be: choices. I have had to face it, not once, not twice, but so many times I could hardly remember.

Why do we have to choose? Why do we have to ponder deeply, and waste so much time, effort and precious energy to such a lamentable task?

Why can’t we just be the fabled Filipino slacker and wait for the apple to fall off a tree and straight into our mouth? Why can’t we let things go on its natural course and wait? Continue Reading…

May
4

Whimpers of a Midnight Voyeur

fool on a hillOn top of this magnificent hill I whimper.

I was lying on my back, on top of the cool green mass of freshly cut grass. Parallel to my view was the city I have begun to love. So laid-back and quite friendlier than the city of angels, the one I used to call my second home.

Its lights were beginning to fade under the shade of the midnight sun, its vibrant glow started to dim under the enveloping glitter of the early morning fog and the rise of the stars and galaxies directly above it. Continue Reading…

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