5 AM

I end up all the way through the late hours of the night, unprepared. I have no energy left and too tired to fall asleep. I make an effort to decide in which direction to settle, which room, which comfort, if any?

Journal Entry

September 23, 1990.

I am yearning... yearning for the time when I will have enough power to destroy this world. This filthy unpurified place you call HOME.

Broken Jigsaw Puzzle

Perfection is impossible in this chaotic world. That's what they say. For when the days are bright and sunny, rain comes and that ruins the perfect morning. This is the formula that everyone knows about life and this makes us believe that everyone else look at life in the same way.

So, we squeeze our creativity and talent to weave a perfect silk that tells a story of sunny days and storms...

OFW 1

Lumalamig na naman ang ihip ng hangin sa disyerto. Taglamig na naman...

Fall

A feeling that says, "sigh... what will life bring me today... what will make me happy today?"

It's time to reflect, time to move on... look forward to things that re-energizes our soul.

Ahhh... the beauty of nature, the beauty of life enjoy the colours and moments of life while it lasts.

Enjoy the moment.

The Reality

Another long lonely night, eight o'clock in the evening, sitting in front of a television watching some silly, boring soap opera. I am not even paying much attention as I wonder where I would spend the rest of the night again.

Of Love and Never Endings

Of all the things that happened in my life, meeting you was one of the greatest things that ever happened to me. You gave so much of yourself that I don’t even know why I deserved so much blessing. I thought that you will be my saving grace that I’ve been searching high and low.

Moonbeams

Eve collapsed into a heap on the ground, clutching the grass as if the green mass was the only thing keeping her from being pulled to the center of the earth. She trembled, feeling as if all the bones that had supported her for the past twenty years had been painfully extracted from her, though concerned onlookers viewed no signs of physical aching. Yet she felt torn away from all these people, their worried voices a distant concern to her own well-being. The deep pain that she was experiencing was of no concern to them.

When Heart Speaks

When the mind is silent, the heart speaks.

I am still sitting on this rock, enjoying the soothing tranquility of nature. The only sound I hear is that of the smooth river current finding its way in between rocks. The river and I... just us. I am starting to believe that this is much better.

Him? He is behind that closed door, but he is very much alive in my heart. Yes, I really love him so much. I realized it now, in the midst of this solitude. The lesser I rationalize the occurrences, the clearer my emotions become.

Forsaken

Unclogging my journal after a long respite is such big relief. It’s finally time to let go of the ridiculous past. Ugly. Monstrous. I want to release it to the wind and let it mix with the air to be purified...

I couldn’t remember how long ago was this...