Absurdity
Saturday, October 27th, 2007Hangal
Isa kang kang hangal.
Umaasa muli sa wala. Ilang beses ka bang kailangang masaktan upang pigilin ang sarili mo? Hanggang ngayon ba'y hindi mo alam kung ano ang nakabubuti sa iyo?
Wala kang kwenta.
Idiin mo yan sa iyong utak.
Wala kang kwenta.
Kinakausap ang sarili? Nasiraan ka na ba ng bait? Akala mo naman kung umasa ka sa magagandang bagay ay mawawala na agad ang takip-silim ng iyong buhay?
Nandito pa ako. Kumakatok sa likuran ng iyong isipan. Hindi ako mawawala. Hanggat hindi mo naaalis ang iyong katangahan, hindi ako mawawala.
Perhaps I have gone off the rocker in non-clinical ways. The author may have not directly told me that this particular blog post he made was for me but I know it's for me.
He said almost the same thing a few days later.
Just maybe, nothing is solved by hoping on something good. I know this. I just forget that I do. I have lived a live learning that nothing in life is permanent and that there is nothing really to hold on to.
The twilight will come and I am sure it will.But can I not make due of what I have in an attempt to make the dawn give way to a better day?
I am not saying that I do not need help or companionship or friendship for that matter. But is there not a time when one should turn in and give up?
There are some things in this world resolve never comes into terms with.
They Said Yes!
Saturday, October 20th, 2007They really did!
Now it's either that or THAT on December.
Arbitrary
Saturday, October 6th, 2007Arbitrarily, I have just turned 17.
In the course of this short lifetime of mine, I have been taught so much by the world that I have grown weary and tired. I find myself wishing for this phase to be over just so to get a move on and to get things over with.
Just to get on with the next phase in life.
And the next.
And the next.
And the next.
And the —______.
Point being, this can't really be all there is to life now, ne? There just has to be something - something out there to put sense and meaning, if not a purpose to the grand scheme of things!
Perhaps my purpose is to find that meaning.
So arbitrarily, this is not my date of birth. This is my date of awareness of the world I exist in.
