If God Exists...

i cannot really say why, but it must be something to do with how memory could sometimes play with us, popping like surprises, some the kind we enjoy, some, well, we don't.

but in this case i have to confess that i am neutral, if there is really such a state of mind. i don't hate this surprise, nor do i like it. perhaps i am still trying to figure out the patterns that led me to this surprise.

and the surprise is?! well, as the title goes...

..i once wrote these lines some time ago.

if god exists
then god must be
in your soul
in your eyes

ok, its a part of a poetry work i did before. i think those were the last lines. i wrote this for a girl who is now a woman, of this i am very sure. funny thing is, i cannot really say who she is...Honest! hmmm...is my memory beginning to fail me?!

uh oh...

i know i am not making any sense of this, which is actually the reason why i am writing this down, who knows, i might figure some things i did not realize before. but one thing for sure, i am trying to remember which notebook holds the original piece of these lines.

perhaps to read it and ,as they say, take a stroll down on memory lane.

but my memory lane is not a walk in the park. No No!

now what am i going to do....

My New Lucky Charm?!

i found this little kid with parts disassembled.

actually all parts taken off: torso, head, legs and arms.

i did wonder who was the owner who abandoned it in such a manner, as well as for the reason for doing so...

...was it because one part was accidentally taken off and found it too difficult to piece it back???

...or was it a gift from a bf who turned out to be a jackal, thus the dismemberment? uugghhh!

whatever the reason, it does not really matter.

I name you StarBear. I know, its not that imaginative, but it fits. My new lucky charm. =)

Memoirs of an Akyat-Bahay

This night will be the night.

It has been raining the past few days and nights, especially at nights. Which is the sign I am looking for. Everybody sleeps peacefully on nights when it rains, including the dogs.

Only one person wide awake. I wonder what the girl is doing on the pc, chatting perhaps. Go on little girl, finish it up so I can start things up. Things are going down just right. No one is watching cable tv unlike the past night.

Rain is picking up. Good, good.

Hmmm, someone else woke up, but from the looks of it, he is still sleepy. It’s good he is not wearing a shirt, the cold would make him want to go back to sleep, seeking warmth.

… … … .. .

What the 8%#@! Another one woke up! What he is gonna do?! Canton! Pancit Canton!?? Ahhhh. But I am patient. My mom used to tell me that patience is a virtue. True, very true.

The Pancit canton looks delicious, ad its warm. I could use a cup of coffee. Patience. Patience.

Leche! Turn that tv off! Turn that tv off! Turn that tv off!

… … … .. . . .

Thank you! Tv is finally turned off! That’s it, lie down, meme na…pleasant dreams!

Now what is that guy doing on the pc?! Damn, he must feel invulnerable, wearing no shirt in this cold early morning! He must be watching porno. If this continues, I might have to abort this time, again.

… .. .

That’s it, turn the pc down. Very good boy! Shhhh…shhhh…tulog na…meme na…What?! A book?! Didn’t his parents warned him that reading while lying down is not good for the eyes. Ha! I listened well to my mom, that is why I got great eyes, great eyes for a night like this one that seems to be going bad.

Patience... patience… … … .. .. .. . . .

Finally, that shirtless bastard is fast asleep. But I’m gonna make sure he pays for making me wait this long. He ha always made me wait and wait and wait all these past few nights. Patience is indeed virtue, thank you mama for the lesson. Thank you Lord for the rain.

It’s time.

…

And so I woke up, without my shirt but with the book on my chest.

My cellphone was missing, and two others as well.

The twenty peso bill I left lying with some coins together with my wallet is still there.

But no wallet. And no cellphone.

PM me your numbers so I can rebuild my contacts, please. But first I have to get a new handset.

Now how am I going t contact all of my financial patrons to secure their pledges for the printing of my book?!

Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

But I must confess, he was a good thief. A very good thief.