Let's Help Out

Okay, so we all know by now that what happened in the Visayas was a tragedy. The full story is still being pieced together, but the picture that's unfolding is not very pretty.

I would like to encourage everyone who comes across this post to help out. I really hope it's in a big way, because, really, small things count, but they really need more. But, hey, we help in our little ways, don't we?

I have this link bookmarked: http://www.rappler.com/move-ph/issues/disasters/43300-reliefph-victims-typhoon-yolanda-help

It contains information on some places where relief donations are being consolidated, and/or how to donate if you're overseas. 

Let's all do our share.

Rupture in Abstraction

There is a uniqueness in this tune
That only the past rhythm dictates
With even the discordant tones
Dictating a shift in movement

I go down to the very center
The pin point that is the crux of all
I feel the slightest of pinches
Disappearing into thick outer walls

The word loss is lost in this maze
Of branched out fragments whirling
Forming a pattern but hardly ever
Falling into place on the ground

The identity of the pinch
Belongs to traitorous intentions
Debilitating and scarring
But one with shallow roots

A soothing salve is out of reach
I avail of sand-dictated medication
Veering off into the tangent sunrise
Licking and struggling but moving

Meaning

The harder one seeks, the emptier one's cup becomes. 
So one ponders in one corner to conserve energy.
Maybe a burst of inspiration comes
In the form of a word, a phrase, a memory
Or simply, the nagging sense that one has to go on.
And, as with all things transcendental,
One questions the outcome
But doubt in this sense
Is not in the same plane as faith.

Repeat ad nauseum.

Taphophobia

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Barely.
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A Requiem

I originally put the answers to some questions here. Why put them in a post in the first place? Because, maybe I wanted them to be found eventually?  In case they put certain minds at peace, perhaps?

When I couldn't find a suitable answer, I chose to edit the post at the very last minute.

The answers will remain with me, instead. The person who holds the key to unlock them hasn't asked for them. It's just as well. They're of no consequence anyway. Besides, the moment has passed. 

Too bad, really. It wasn't supposed to play out this way. But, my resolve has been steeled by how events played out these last few hours.

The only thing I will say is that words are powerful. 

That day, I chose to be silent. I remain silent.

How to Say Forever

Back in the day, I remember watching an interview of Shania Twain talking about the inspiration for her song, "From This Moment On." In it, she said that she wanted to say "forever" without specifically saying "forever," hence the phrase that would become the song's title. That song has since become a smash, and a staple of the sappy radio stations playlists (not to mention, seedy beer houses), but whenever I hear it, I always remember that what she wanted to achieve with that song was to say "forever" in a new way.

Fast forward to 2013, and I am absolutely in love with a song by a heretofore unknown band called The Cab. And the song I'm currently in love with works on a similar concept as Shania's earlier effort. Sure, I liked one of their earlier songs, but this one, dare I say a word that I think I've used far too often, resonates with me. Coincidentally, the song was co-written by Mr. Pinoy Pride himself, Bruno Mars.

At the risk of making them more popular than they are (which is what they deserve anyway), here I am, sharing this gem of a find with you, interwebz. Enjoy. Stay in love.

Endlessly
by The Cab


There's a shop down the street 
Where they sell plastic rings 
For a quarter a piece I swear it 
Yeah I know that it's cheap 
Not like gold in your dreams 
But I hope that 
You'll still wear it 

Yeah, the ink may stain my skin 
And my jeans may all be ripped 
I'm not perfect but I swear 
I'm perfect for you 

And there's no guarantee 
That this'll be easy 
It's not a miracle you need 
Believe me 
Yeah I'm no angel 
I'm just me 
But I will love you endlessly 
Wings aren't what you need 
You need me 

There's a house on the hill 
With a view of the town 
And I know how you adore it 
So I'll work everyday 
Through the sun and the rain 
Until I can afford it 

Yeah your friends might think I'm crazy 
But they can only see 
I'm not perfect
But I swear I'm perfect for you 

And there's no guarantee 
That this'll be easy 
It's not a miracle you need 
Believe me 
Yeah I'm no angel 
I'm just me 
But I will love you endlessly 
Wings aren't what you need 
You need me 

Ink may stain my skin 
And my jeans may all be ripped 
I'm not perfect but I swear 
I'm perfect for you 

And there's no guarantee 
That this'll be easy 
It's not a miracle you need 
Believe me 
Yeah I'm no angel 
I'm just me 
But I will love you endlessly 
Wings aren't what you need 
You need me 

There's a shop down the street 
Where they sell plastic rings 
For a quarter a piece I swear it 
Yeah I know that it's cheap 
Not like gold in your dreams 
But I hope that 
You'll still wear it