Posted by anino_sa_dilim at 06:23 PM on January 23, 2005 as a stickied, favorite post.
the sound of the shotgun echoed forever and ever in my heart it created a beautiful noise that hushed the cry of a breaking person inside. and i am thankful for bringing back something necessary but unknown to me. show me how to pull the trigger warm the bullet breathe in. and let go. *This is for a friend whom I met just recently and I love dearly. I owe him moving on.
Posted by anino_sa_dilim at 04:13 PM on January 23, 2005 as a stickied, favorite post.
since i was young, i've always marvelled at how paintings evoke this certain emotion in me. their texture and color made me want to feel them. the eyes in the abstract figures seem to come out and look my being over. something in them is always trying to scrutinize me, probing me, making me open myself up and think about things i have never thought of.these images, these paintings. they are truly special. i've always admired how creations like these seem to turn tables around. they always try to tell us something. and when we try to listen carefully, we realize that what it was intended to say has always something to do with what we, ourselves, think or want to say. they make one think. they make one feel. they reveal things to people which has been there all along. in other words, they make us discover ourselves in the process of trying to discover others. then i said to myself, "i want to do just that." i wanted to tell people things i wouldn't necessarily want to say, but most importantly, things that would make them feel as i felt. it wasn't an easy thing to do as i later learned. and it's this frustration of mine which made me admire the creators behind those paintings more. such was not an easy task but they do it so eloquently, almost effortlessly.just when i was about to give up completely, i realized i've overlooked something that has been there all along. and it's this rediscovery which made me turn my frustrations into a newly-refound inspiration to do other things, much to the same effect. it's when i picked up my camera which my parents gave to me years earlier and looked at it in a way like i never did before. in fact, it helped me look at the world quite differently. every scene seems special now. and there's always something to look at or think about. and then there are the emotions that are not to be ignored.i still have a lot to learn in this art (and science). but i'm not stopping now.
Posted by anino_sa_dilim at 02:25 PM on January 23, 2005 as a stickied, favorite post.
Posted by anino_sa_dilim at 11:25 AM on January 23, 2005 as a stickied, favorite post.
wala. wala. nauwi sa wala. wala akong magawa. wala na yata... wala na nga ba? wala na yata? bakit kaya... maya nsa gasoline alley kami.... tugtog for fun lang....
Posted by anino_sa_dilim at 04:21 PM on January 21, 2005 as a stickied, favorite post.
"Now I can't care to worry i'm feeling so lonely breaking apart all this love in my heart....."Currently feeling: quixotic
Posted by anino_sa_dilim at 08:26 PM on January 20, 2005 as a stickied, favorite post.
Posted by anino_sa_dilim at 02:32 PM on January 20, 2005 as a stickied, favorite post.
THE ODE TO EXISTENTIAL ESCAPISM
Posted by anino_sa_dilim at 09:48 AM on January 17, 2005 as a stickied, favorite post.
I couldn’t sleep, I guess. It’s been a long day. I spent all this time trying to finish everything I’ve started. Yabsh sometimes I just can't believe how lucky I am, having someone like you in my life. You know someone to be with when everything gets to be too much. I probably would have gone CRAZY long ago if it were not for you. I just can’t forget the first time I saw you. You were with some Pretty girls. Me well, all I saw is you and I can’t think of looking at anyone else since then, One look at you and I know t was lost. I guess from that time on, I was never really the same. You know it’s weird, but I’ve just begun to think of what will happen to me if you turn me away. The person that you know as ME., the Mark you know, will just die. There’s an angry, evil side of me that I’ve been trying to control and keep in check. Many times I’ve almost let it loose but somehow, I still manage to keep it inside. When I loose you, I’m afraid that I’ll loose my self. Sometimes I do nothing else but to think of you. I would sit by my self, close my eyes, and there you are right by my side. I’d look into your eyes and take your hands in mine. I don’t know how to dance and yet we do, swaying to the music, listening to the beat of our own hearts. I’d lean forward and whisper in you ear “I LOVE YOU.” I’d put my arms around you and hold you tight like I would never let you go. It’s a wonderful moment and I wish all my heart that it would never end. I’ve had a chance to see other girls, to have girlfriends, get married even. But for some reason, I didn’t. I was starting to think that something was wrong with me. And then you came along and I realize that maybe god had kept me away from all those girls because I was meant for you. And not a day passes that I don’t thank HIM for giving me the most wonderful, the most beautiful girl I have ever met. Every time I see something nice, something really beautiful, I always think of sharing it with you, be it a wonderful movie, an extra-pretty sunset, or a startingly exotic bird perched on a branch outside my window. Last night while watching the sky I saw three shooting stars fall to he earth one after the other. It was one of the most overwhelmingly terrifying yet beautiful things I have ever seen and I wanted so much to share it with you. Perhaps I just wanted to feel the joy I felt. If only such a thing could be possible, I would share with you all the joy there is in me. All the joy I have ever felt in my life. Maybe then you won’t ever be sad or cry again. I want to stay with you all my life. I want to grow old with you, get sick with you and keep you out from all harm. I think of lying with you and watch you sleep. I think of kissing you, touching your skin with mine. I think of loving you and crying, happy that I’ve been given a chance to love, and be loved. I really love you. I hope I won’t get tired of saying it. I really really love you so much. I want to climb the highest cliff I see and scream at the top of my lungs that I love you until my Voice gives out. I’m in love with the most wonderful, most beautiful woman GOD has ever created! And that makes me really happy. Last night I dreamed of you. And it was so wonderful because in that dream…. ….I saw you smile. <br/>
Currently listening to: in my life- beatles
Currently reading: others mind
Currently watching: petrang kabayo
Posted by anino_sa_dilim at 02:58 AM on January 15, 2005 as a stickied post.
isang malungkot na araw para sa akin... di ako pinapansin ng mga tao sa apligid... waring isang anino sa ilalim nd dilim na ang taas ay bilog na buwan. di ko maisip, ki ko malaman kung anong gagawin sa tuwing iisipin na ikay napakalayo na sa akin.... muli'y aking tinanong ang sarili kung bakit ganito???? ngunit sdyang katahimikan ang isinagot ko.... wala kse kong maisip kundi ang sitwasyon na waring isang daan na paliku liku at lubak lubak...
Currently listening to: wla pa e
Currently reading: sulat nya sa akin
Currently watching: sarili sa dilim
Currently feeling: malungkot at di mapakali