Cobwebs of My Mind
February 24, 2007 by estelaaque
Should I vote.
Bilis ng panahon.
It’s that time of the year. I’m making this my guide -
http://www.beliefnet.com/religion/christianity/lent/calendar.html
And I will try my bestest to NOT drink on Fridays
Not long ago, I wear socks to sleep. Without preamble, the weather’s changed. I can actually smell summer in the air. The view from our office window. Hot days are here again!
Kenneth, on a “Nagpapaka-profound” mode:
I am lost in the scent of charms and amulets of quiapo.
I am basking in the music of the pleadings of faith vendors and hawkers.
When finally I was drawn to the famed church of the black Nazarene,
I’ve realized one prayer that should have been learned way before.
One very frank prayer, yet will never offend God:
Lord, since the deluge of problems come flooding my life incessantly,
I do not ask you to solve them for me.
All I ask is strength that I may look them straight in the eye.
Words of wisdom according to Alex Bermas
“Walang malayong kulangot sa mahabang kuko.”
Ang sabi ni Pareng Neil…
finorward ko lang naman. Masyadong maraming nag-react. Jimmy, how can this be totga?
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” – Neil Gaiman – The Sandman
If You Knew. Saddest song I’ve ever heard.
Dahil kay Bermas, nakilala ko si Nina Simone. Waaa!!! kakaiyak
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tAv1FDpdnmE
Kamote insight. Inspired by the profound analysis of Crisostomo Ibarra.
Perhaps I fixate on my laundry and at applying floorwax at unholy hours of the night (or dawn) not for the lack of things to do but because it has a “cleansing” effect. I was doubtful until he said “bakit nag-iisip ka ba habang nagkukusot?”. True. On those rare occasions, blanko nga pala isip ko.
Quote from another random spam… it bites!
There are moments in life when you miss someone
so much that you just want to pick them from
your dreams and hug them for real!
Can you keep up?
Once a fan, always a fan. I love Nicholas Cage even if half the time he’s a fiery skull ;-) gwapo!


