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It is with both a big sigh and a big smile that we will soon be leaving this blog--the only one among so many that I've had all these years and the only one that really got me going.
It is this blog that kept everything that I just wanted out of my brain, all the dirt and the unnecessary thoughts, and those overflowing from my cup that needed something to catch, lest they fall back into the earth unused. It is also the same blog that showered in the cries of my heart and perhaps it has gone deaf of my whinings.
But my heart could not contain as much this gladness that is raining down on me. Finally, after years and years of wanting and planning, we launch our own website. Perhaps in a way this is symbolic as it could be about how I am moving on with my life.
Close friends and I love to refer to me as a "Goldy Bear", but where have I been all these past years? "Hibernating!" But then I have awakened. And I come to rise with that slow and full stretching, a little nudging, a little wanting to go back to bed and curl up again...
But with the magnificent thoughts of the sun shining outside, of the fresh air, of the flowers and the trees, and all the fruits and nuts and honey that await, I am in the waking up of a lost consciousness, the momentous redemption of a lost pride, and the continuation of a journey that was commenced and halted for sometime, in order to claim the glory of a life that earlier in my youth I have deferred through the prostitution of desires. (Don't bother asking, my musings are carrying my words away from my thoughts today!)
Yes, I have already compromised a lot of "what could have beens", so today, we move on, to a whole new adventure of the Midnight Writer.
Set sail with me. Life goes on. Cheers!
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Sunday, November 28, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
an tula
.
pa'no naging tula? kadalasan sa lagatik, maski mayo ki kuwit, buda sa tanog na gari nagpaparagubdob sa laog. Bilanga an silaba, sundi man an rima. pa'no pinutol, susoga an sukol...
kadakol ki mga tataramon na naghihidaw sa himate buda ideya, kundi an poeta na kugos kan tema, nalalapag an mga iyan na naghihidaw, ngani mabilog an mawot sabihon sa pagkadakop sainda sa sinusurat na rawitdawit man o osipon.
pa'no pag dae masukol an mga linya? bako sa dae tatao an masukol, ni bako ta kulang o sobra sa pangaipo, kundi ta nagdudulag an linya sa pagsukol ta ngani ini magin kun ano siya.
bako sa kakulangan ki tataramon kun nata iyo an ginagamit, kundi sa pangyari kan sintesis na hale sa mga bagay na bako sanang kaagid, kundi nagpapaguiromdom, kan himate kan boot, kan ideya, asin tinutubod kan tataramon,
sagkod na magibo na itong dae, maging iyo, sosog sa kun ano an iyo, ta ngani an nagbabasa, an naghihinanyog, biyo man magtubod, mamatean itong paghimate kan boot, asin makua an ideyang boot saiya maipaabot.
dae natatapos sa pag-aagid. dae natatapos sa metapora. maski sa metonomy o synechdoche, o kun anu pa man na taktika na kaito pa nangaranan na.
labi pa sa porma, labi pa sa rima, labi pa sa sukol na nagpupugol, orog labi sa tataramon na nagkukulong digdi.
an tula, iyo.
pa'no naging tula? kadalasan sa lagatik, maski mayo ki kuwit, buda sa tanog na gari nagpaparagubdob sa laog. Bilanga an silaba, sundi man an rima. pa'no pinutol, susoga an sukol...
kadakol ki mga tataramon na naghihidaw sa himate buda ideya, kundi an poeta na kugos kan tema, nalalapag an mga iyan na naghihidaw, ngani mabilog an mawot sabihon sa pagkadakop sainda sa sinusurat na rawitdawit man o osipon.
pa'no pag dae masukol an mga linya? bako sa dae tatao an masukol, ni bako ta kulang o sobra sa pangaipo, kundi ta nagdudulag an linya sa pagsukol ta ngani ini magin kun ano siya.
bako sa kakulangan ki tataramon kun nata iyo an ginagamit, kundi sa pangyari kan sintesis na hale sa mga bagay na bako sanang kaagid, kundi nagpapaguiromdom, kan himate kan boot, kan ideya, asin tinutubod kan tataramon,
sagkod na magibo na itong dae, maging iyo, sosog sa kun ano an iyo, ta ngani an nagbabasa, an naghihinanyog, biyo man magtubod, mamatean itong paghimate kan boot, asin makua an ideyang boot saiya maipaabot.
dae natatapos sa pag-aagid. dae natatapos sa metapora. maski sa metonomy o synechdoche, o kun anu pa man na taktika na kaito pa nangaranan na.
labi pa sa porma, labi pa sa rima, labi pa sa sukol na nagpupugol, orog labi sa tataramon na nagkukulong digdi.
an tula, iyo.
Friday, May 01, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Thursday, January 01, 2009
Thanksgiving Toast and Good Cheers for 2009
Before the new year commenced, our community gathered at Tita Virgie's place for a thanksgiving toast. Basically, it went on as goes the tradition: wine, food, and merry-making.
Not everybody in the community was present, but I admit to have waited hopefully for three to be there. Two did, the other one didn't even send us word.
Father Ben, our beloved presbyter joyfully graced the occasion with his partaking. His simple gestures, modest deportment, witty words, and childlike giggles and laughter was just so cherishable.
Tj, my best friend in the group, came up so late that everyone has actually eaten up to their fill and is just waiting for the ice cream he volunteered bringing to the table for dessert when he arrived..^^,
Mama and I were actually rooting for Andrew to come. He had already cancelled his Christmas visit so we were expecting him, at least, for the toast.
I am sad that he didn't show up, but maybe he had his reasons.
As Tj arrived, we allowed him to help himself with the food as we watched the Tom and Jerry show on TV. I just can't get enough of glancing back at Father Ben who in his childlike countenance was such a beautiful sight to hold. As Tj went on with his meal, we started scooping down the ice cream that by the time he took his share, i've already had about three, and as we both finished, he grabbed the can and quickly scooped a refill to both our cups and commanded me to eat it all up else it'd be a pity for him to be eating alone--and what, isn't it a pity for me having to eat up more?? but that's what best friends are made for anyway so I painstakingly ate it until i was enjoying it again (",) Not so bad after all.
As the day ended, we all went home full and with our hearts grateful not only for the festive banquet, but also for the blessings we have received for the entire 2008 and with eyes looking forward with hope for a happy 2009.
Mama and Papa had to go ahead of us and see Father Ben "home". It was nice that Tj took care of Queenie and me so we went home real safe and sound^^,
Later, before the year came to a close, Andrew informed he was unable to get a ride back home, which was understandable, and Tj responded with a phone call to my simple thank you note, so everything was up to a level of satisfaction!
I wonder what's in store for 2009, but know things will be fine^^,
Cheers, everyone!!
Not everybody in the community was present, but I admit to have waited hopefully for three to be there. Two did, the other one didn't even send us word.
Father Ben, our beloved presbyter joyfully graced the occasion with his partaking. His simple gestures, modest deportment, witty words, and childlike giggles and laughter was just so cherishable.
Tj, my best friend in the group, came up so late that everyone has actually eaten up to their fill and is just waiting for the ice cream he volunteered bringing to the table for dessert when he arrived..^^,
Mama and I were actually rooting for Andrew to come. He had already cancelled his Christmas visit so we were expecting him, at least, for the toast.
I am sad that he didn't show up, but maybe he had his reasons.
As Tj arrived, we allowed him to help himself with the food as we watched the Tom and Jerry show on TV. I just can't get enough of glancing back at Father Ben who in his childlike countenance was such a beautiful sight to hold. As Tj went on with his meal, we started scooping down the ice cream that by the time he took his share, i've already had about three, and as we both finished, he grabbed the can and quickly scooped a refill to both our cups and commanded me to eat it all up else it'd be a pity for him to be eating alone--and what, isn't it a pity for me having to eat up more?? but that's what best friends are made for anyway so I painstakingly ate it until i was enjoying it again (",) Not so bad after all.
As the day ended, we all went home full and with our hearts grateful not only for the festive banquet, but also for the blessings we have received for the entire 2008 and with eyes looking forward with hope for a happy 2009.
Mama and Papa had to go ahead of us and see Father Ben "home". It was nice that Tj took care of Queenie and me so we went home real safe and sound^^,
Later, before the year came to a close, Andrew informed he was unable to get a ride back home, which was understandable, and Tj responded with a phone call to my simple thank you note, so everything was up to a level of satisfaction!
I wonder what's in store for 2009, but know things will be fine^^,
Cheers, everyone!!
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