Mindspen

When walls steal your attention

And time is neither fast nor moving

I stare at you like blank paper

Screaming silent sentiments

Have cemented emotions

Magnified by this bleeding null ness

And stories are true about extremes

Yes extremes… to where that word extends

In a way that where I am

An idea of all beyond

Where corners seems to be circling

But still boils down to lack of words

Desperately describing

Click

I’m back

Reality rushes faster than my realization

Impacts me right in my neck

So heavy and I am blind

But not decapitated

But never letting go of the only thing I can hold

Hope that tomorrows if it comes

Should be a better experience

That I won’t be robbed of my existence

Chance and reason

Wrapped with doubts and amazement

I am in motion

I am in motion now

Sept 07, 2006

I thought

Might as well get up

Take a step

Eyes just don’t get tired that easy sometimes

Sleep is a longing

Now I’m walking

Energy spending

Under my wings is the beauty of strangers

Preserved until owned

Like insanity

It’s free

And I enjoy it

Like strength that has an ending

My eyes finally knelt down

Surrendering

Now I fall

From earth’s heaven

To my missed rest

Lead laugher

Lead the prayer

Vocals matulog

I don’t mind if your gay

Just as long as you don’t touch me

Just don’t wanna get messy

I’d rather be loved

Sweet love

Pretending everything gonna be alryt

I get so weak in the knees

Sa tiil, bitiis

dughan, tiyan

May kasama kang gikagid

Bahug bugan

baho kag hininga

katol imo kigwa

Ooooooooo

arinu arinula

I want you to know

I’m a man

You’ve got to love me for what I am

simple being gay

I will follow bot

(follow bot)

follow bot wherever you may go

No oceans of mountains to deep

shove it away!

Na na na na na shes got the olook!

Put your egg on my shoulder

whisper in my arms…baby

I remember the boy but i don’t remember the feeling anyore

When i was just a little boy

I ask my mother what would i be?

will be pretty

will i be rich

this is what shesaid to me

che sila , sila

whatever will be will be

the future is not for us to see

che sila, sila

Heroes are effective in the sense that they inspire you to become what they represent.

People use them to symbolize emancipation and personal confidence in projecting image and self-packaging; this is very true to kids of all ages.

In my case, I use to admire the likes of Prof. Xavier and King Arthur, duplicating their iron will in leadership and nobility; thinking, striving or probably more of assuming that I am at least half as good as they are or will be.

Although I equally admire the likes of Wolverine, Grifter and many other “deviant heroes” too, I just gave them in to my brother Nathaniel’s to top his Who-I-want-to-be-hero list just to relinquish the issue of who’s fitter.

But there was always something between my never-ending navel-gazing, which I couldn’t paint yet until one day…