Continuation ^_^ (God! I miss this smiley, I think that's what's this called)
You might have noticed the errors from my previous post, well those were originally from my phone and even though I want to change them, I guess, I don't.
5/3/12
"My soul, your beats
Past Sound Syndrome
A man lifted me up by the throat
I hear your heartbeat"
8/9/12
"It has be a millenium, or probably more, since we've been sealed away inside this family's generation. In those years, we watched. We observed. From the smallest mistakes to the vilest sins. Of which the latter is punished with neglect and willful blindness. The former, done by the weakest, rewarded with ten-fold pain.
Now, unfortunately, to a child with no special characteristics we wait, lying dormant. Sleeping. It must be, until he learnt of our existence within him until we wake up and do our purpose.
As for now, we will watch. Watch on how he will become, how everyone will become. Perhaps hiding would be a good choice for us now, else we would like to have a twist in the history of mankind. We would wait for the decison of our leader or more appropriately to this young one's action, of everyone's.
We shall wait. We shall observe."
9/19/12
"Your smile is"
10/2/12
"Paumanhin po dahil di ko na kayo inimbitahan sa aming mumunting kasiyahan. Bagamat aking inalala ang inyong kalusugan at pangangatawan, akin naman kinalimutan kung ano ang inyong ngiti't kasiyahan. Patawad po."
Note: this was for my parents, I was embarrassed to ask them to join a party for an award giving. I was a candidate then. Unfortunately I was only at number 8.
5/9/13
'Your love is not for me, you're still a child. Sorry' were her last words for me. Of course I was hurt. I did everything for her, that I'll even die for her. But perhaps she's right. I'm childish and she better off with people who were much better than I am. People who have better outlook in life, to whom death is not a choice. Come to think of it, is death the sole proof of love? Guess snot. I should have told her that I'll live for her sake. But that would sound she's the one who's dying and I can't have that. The mere thought gives me shivers. But how can I?
Should I grow old and gain an adult's perspective in life? To live a life trying to be the best and try to stay the best before one dies. I've been thinking of a lot of dying. Perhaps not die but 'until the end.' But is that really how adult's think? Perhaps I'm looking at it in a child's perspective, that's why it sounded silly. Oh! I'll never get it."
5/13/13
"And that's the reason why parentss discipline their child with stick and strictness. When they're old in times of suffering they'll show no, or little, trace of pain in their smile. Also, in times of downfall and defeat they'll show no, or little, trace of shame and regret in their gleaming air of confidence. This pain will teach them not to fight back others but to fight back themselves."
5/14/13
"At magpasawalang hanggang. Amen"
It was a weird dream. A dream of faith. I was holding a cross, a very unique one, and on the other a phone that rings or plays a requiemic tone, or something religious song. Each time this song is played, all the religious sculpture around would move to reach for the cross in my hand. But I wouldn't let them reach me. After the song has stopped, the sculpture would stop moving their bodies towards me and just stare at me, or the cross, with their weird glowing eyes.
There was also this painting or drawing, a mural perhaps, that is missing a piece in the middle. The cross that I'm holding seemed to fit perfectly to the peace that's missing in the painting. Then I remembered the famous painting "The Last Supper" or perhaps there was a painting nearby. I'm not so sure. Everytime the music would play the people would try to move or reach the middle as blood would rise up from the middle, then Jesus nailed to a cross appears.
The last part which woke me up is when I handed the cross to my co-worker whom have a tattoo that seemed to have once a cross on his back but it was either removed or just went missing. I don't know for sure. The phone on my hand once more played the song this time while I'm walking along dark short hall, or perhaps it was long, I'm uncertain, but I'm very certain that I was losing my mind and glowing eyes around me stared at me. The I saw a devil looking creature running wildly. I don't know if I were picturing it up on my mind or were I looking inside one of the doors in the hall. Then I went back to myself again, or should I say regain control of myself again and then it hit me, was I the devil I saw? Fortunately, I woke up and after a while turned the lights on."
Note: This is a dream that I wrote, I don't know. Perhaps I wanted to remember it. "DREAM JOURNAL!!"
5/17/13
"You need not to sway in grace
But set my sight to your face
For me to have a glimpse
Of your elegance"
5/17/13
"I was running away from her, but I looked silly, as I run on my feet and hands. So technically I was like a dog. But while I moved away, a girl, I don't know whom she is, dropped her phone accidentally, I picked it up and tried to call her but she failed to notice me so I followed her while trying to return her phone. On my way, different phones were suddenly, and accidentally were dropped in front of me. I looked up and noticed a familiar-faced girl, I know who she is but only by face, to seemed to have noticed me, and theshe took the phone on the floor and run, by this time I was lying on my chest while I'm moving. Instead of following this familiar girl, I tried to look for the girl that have dropped the phone that I currently have but failed to do so. Then I realized I was walking to a girls only place so I headed back. Only then it occurred to me to check the phone about it's owner, so when I did, I saw a notification of a meeting that I know of, I can't remember it's name but only"
Note: "DREAM JOURNAL"
5/18/13
"And so I'm the water
Of the pond that stood
Between a dream and another.
These tiny little ripples,
Petals, flowers, and reveries,
I wonder, if ever they will be.
I wonder, if they ever will be."
5/25/13
"For she was only looking
At the otherside and
unfortunately for me,
Perhaps it was fortune,
That I'm the looking-glass.
She was looking, looked and
unnoticed
As I am."
5/26/13
"To listen to empty love songs.
To read love stories
With a loveless heart.
To taste dark chocolate kisses.
To see the greatest view
Without you by my side.
To be in paradise
Wishing you were with me.
To say goodbye
With a promise of us
Meeting no more.
And to write love letters
With no recipient."
5/27/13
"Would you mind climbing
The heavens with me?
To fetch a star
For a wedding ring
Of you and I.
To hold my hand
So I won't slip away.
And if we get stuck
To stay with you
Till death give us
Forever lives."
5/27/13
"I've been, for long, looking
At the same star rising
In the night, then fall"
5/28/13
"Driven by impulse
I jumped off a bridge
And swam with the rhythm
Sung by the water
Beneath it.
After a while
I
Realized
It was
A cliff I jumped off to.
So I closed my eyes
Prayed and dreamt.
You were the stalactites
That will try to catch
And break my fall.
I smiled
Opened my eyes
And embraced my death
By your hands."
6/1/13
"Minsan ang pagibig
Ay kusang iniiwasan"
6/1/13
"It's when people have dreams that they wake up.
It's when people wake up that they have dreams."
That's all for now ^_^ Maybe later.
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