0609 squall. sea. Sunshine.

Catalyst

Kararehe Wairuha. Stripped down, you are but a spirit; a shard from a mirror, a piece in a puzzle, the singularity of a collective, an aspect of the Universe, of something infinite.

Stripped down, you are but an aspect. Stripped down you are, infinite. 

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Mag F-Feb Fair na single pa rin ako </3”. I remember scrolling down that tweet and hundreds more bloody derivatives as I slacked away the last hour in my prison cell, work,  itching for the shorthand to hit five so I could get rid of this boring office polo shirt and get that tee and denim top on my skin to finish off my usual frontman OOTD.

It did. I rushed to the restroom, zipped my bag open, took stuff out, placed stuff in, zipped my bag close, done.

I asked you to come and see us, no, I asked you to pass by, no, I texted you to pass by, and by the Universe, I was really hoping you would. I believe this shirt is 1 of 2 “shirts I own with your favorite animal printed on it”, so I wore it: a badass panda with its brains jutting out of its dome spelling out EVIL GENIUS, for you.

Waited. Looked Around. Got checked for attendance. Looked Around. Waited some more. Looked Around. Ate the free dinner. Looked Around. “Pissed ‘cause Last Set pissed” waited. Looked Around. Swigged from a beer can (secretly). Looked Around. Got sent to stage. Looked Around. Frontman-ed. Looked Around. Finished our set. Looked Around.

You never came.

 Err, passed by.

Then again, you never sai—texted you would so yeah, no biggie. Too bad, I really wanted to see you see me wearing that quirky panda shirt rockstar-ing my way to local band obscurity. Okay no more BS. I just, I really wanted to see you.

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I’ve been living in Elbi for twenty years, but I’ve never been here.

Fuck trespassing, a spot as amazing, as arresting as this should be taken in, I guess, by everyone. A map painted in night’s black and the jaune of bulbs, staying put or in transit, much like You and I: glowing, illuminating, painting this bird’s eye view picture in a desk, fingers wrapped in a pen, draped in a set of keys, or on a hilltop view, hand clasped on a gin cup, slid in a jean pocket.

You’ve been living in Elbi for five years, but you’ve never been here.

I like it here. I would’ve loved it had it not been an aspect short. Like a mirror lacking a shard, a puzzle missing a piece, a system losing a unit,

the Universe birthing a void.

I fumble with my words, slipping sloppily through my fingers like a leak in a pipe. Wherever would’ve been far lovelier, if You fell prior to were and here.

So I muster up the evening’s surplus courage, have the drink deal with this tachycardic mess in my chest, and paint the picture again, starting with the hand in my pocket unsheathing my phone.

I dream,

Hope,

open a list of names,

and press C

5.24.2014
-
the ocean
some mountain
or above the clouds
&lt;
a day 
or half 
with her
or even a couple of minutes
amidst floral skirts 
and/or makeup aisles
taking cheesy selfies
in front of big ass mirrors
and/or i dunno
wherever 
she decides to lead my pair o&#8217; boots next 
-
because that
and whatever and whenever
with her
will always be

without a doubt
a better adventure

5.24.2014

-

the ocean

some mountain

or above the clouds

<

a day 

or half 

with her

or even a couple of minutes

amidst floral skirts 

and/or makeup aisles

taking cheesy selfies

in front of big ass mirrors

and/or i dunno

wherever 

she decides to lead my pair o’ boots next 

-

because that

and whatever and whenever

with her

will always be

without a doubt

a better adventure

huwag kang palamon sa alon

noong minsang

nagutom ako’t

naligaw sa Kalibo

i miss my sprocket rocket

and killing film two times faster 

5/15/2014
for my queen

5/15/2014

for my queen

summer visions

she

who lit a thousand suns

and thawed my heart 

portal

party

(double) polarization

Us x Free Comic Book Day

<3

sinilao 

ng ilao sa bato

sinuboc

ng bato sa ilao 

my antioxidant boost

Today x Muse 

:)

Hers: kararehe wairua 

Hers: kararehe wairua 

isang dagat

dalawang burol

tatlong lambak

apat na bundok

pauwi ako

pauwi na ‘ko

pauwi sayo

pauwi sayo