From Multiply 003: Méli-mélo 001

At the dawn of creation,
Who sowed the seeds of sorrow?
From the strong passions of the wind and darkness they came
So in this world of sad festivities
On a day of bliss, in a moment of pleasure,
Fain would I share my profound rapture
By chanting this dream of the obsidian butterfly,
To unite the sun and the moon.



Dec 28, '07 5:58 AM
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From Multiply 002: Bloody Butterfly

Everywhere is an invisible mirror
I can see you clearly from here
I can see how you flutter your wings
How you dance from one flower to another.

How I’d love to touch your rainbow body
A gift from Heaven when others were asleep
You, who shine like a prism diamond,
Is the sole delight of my hungry eyes.

One day, I pray I’d get my wish
The stars conspire with the moon, the moon with the sun
And the rosy dawn urges you to come near me
Ah, you dance in front of me like an innocent fairy!

You perform for me your lovely steps of seduction
I look at you, enchanted by a goddess
The day wears on and the Purple Princess takes her reign
You change your color to a bright shade of crimson.

Every step is pain, every flutter is sorrow
The dance you perform is the dance of death
Suited to one who torments the feelings of others,
Yet offered to one who weeps in agony over a broken heart.

I watch you transform into a lonely maiden
Blood is your garment and steely eyes your weapon
A cold apparition knowing neither joy nor pain
The invisible barrier goes between us.

No matter how hard I try to break the mirror
It does not move, the silent witness of self-destruction!
You approach me and we pretend to hold each other
The pain of not being able to embrace!

Tears touch the wall but the wall coldly ignores
Your blood is flowing freely but you don’t mind
My voice is silently shouting and you look at me
With that beautiful unfeeling gaze of yours.

The moon offers a drop of melancholia
And the whole world is clothed in a shade of blue
Your shining blood is the only other color
And the scent of honey overwhelms me.

You give out the first whine of your existence
And the wall is shattered into a million pieces
I reach for you, to clothe your nudity
But you prefer the warm flow of your blood.

I hug you from the deepest part of me
I share in all you have, even your blood
If time stops now, I would not mind
I want us to stay like this forever.

But the stars conspire once more with the moon,
And the moon, with her consort, the sun
To cleanse the world of blood-stained creatures
You must vanish into nothing, my butterfly!

Ah, I am left all alone in this strange world
The silent dance that imitates the cycle of life
The broken gazes that uncover our emotions
Are thorns I dare not pluck out from my heart.

I slash my chest open without second thought
And took out my heart still pulsing with life
Blood goes out of my body but I care not
And a small white butterfly approaches…


Dec 18, '07 5:50 AM
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From Multiply 001: Wingleaf

A tear escapes from the corner of my right eye…
The sunlight streams into the room
And the illusion of summer begins…

“What do you want to be?”
Your soft voice breaks the chains of time
And gently reaches my sleeping ears.

“What do you want to be?”
I open my eyes with silent stares on your hair
Flowing like golden silk threads.

You appear to me again, angelic apparition
Your body is clothed in the shining white
And your hair is adorned with wild flowers.

You have plucked out a strange leaf
From aeons ago when we first met
And place it on my reluctant hand.

“What do you want to do?”
You ask again with patience
And you look at me with sincere anxiety.

I look at you with confused eyes
I open my mouth to speak
But the winds of silence break my voice.

Instead of a reply to your question
I look at the leaf with wonder
The soft feather leaf of the purest white.

You humble yourself and I feel
Your soft velvet lips gently touch my right cheek
I float on the clouds of divine peace.

The air picks me up from where I stand
I cannot see your eyes nor your nose
But I see clearly those soft lips of sweet pink smile.

I awake from my dream
The second illusion of summer
Takes its toll from the wingleaf.

Dec 18, '07 5:48 AM
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Advanced Farewell, Multiply

Last August 10, I heard the news that Multiply will be erasing all personal blogs when it decided the site shall be used as a marketplace instead of a blogsite.

So this month, my goal is to make sure that blogs I have written in Multiply will be transferred to either this bog site or to the safety of my hard disk.

For now, I won't be writing much, as I have realized that I have been indifferent to my studies.

Before 2012 Ends

Before 2012 ends, there are lots of things I have yet to do. Out of graduate school and I find myself leaning more towards movies and J-dramas, and spending less time with books. In just a few months I think I have become a screensucker and I find myself thanking the internet for classics I can read online.

When I finished my course in archaeology, I told myself that I would start leafing through the pages of my books as I have accumulated more than 300 books and am now having problems concerning space since I share a bedroom with my sisters and it disgusts them to see books everywhere from my so-called Garbage Island to my bed.

After years of focusing on too much non-fiction, I developed a short-lived thirst for fiction and so I planned to read all of Margaret Atwood and Robertson Davies' books in my collection, especially after reading the first's Lady Oracle and the second's The Papers of Samuel Marchbanks. Both authors are Canadians and I guess theirs would have to be my introduction to Canadian literature.

Other books I plan to read before 2012 ends are:

R. Davies' The Cunning Man, What's Bred in the Bone, The Lyre of Orpheus, The Deptford Trilogy, Leaven of Malice, A Mixture of Frailties

M. Atwood's Handmaid's Tale, Life before Men, The Robber Bride, The Edible Woman

Because this year 2012 is a special year in that the Phantom of the Opera will be staged in Manila, I also plan to read Gaston Leroux's novel of the same title from which the musical is based.

In addition, because  The Hobbit will be shown in theaters this December, I also told myself to read the Lord of the Rings Trilogy and if I were lucky enough to find a cheap copy of The Hobbit I would also gladly read it. All these before watching the movie.

The Philippine Philharmonic Orchestra (PPO) will have its opening concert on September 21 (Friday) at the Philamlife Auditorium. (Click here and here for more information) To show my support for our own wonderful musicians, I have made it a point to attend at least the opening concert. (And also because I just miss Philamlife Auditorium that much.)

If I still have money and time, then I would no doubt go see The Seagull (Ang Tagak) (Sept. 19-Oct. 7), a play by Anton Chekov, staged by Dulaang UP and directed by the great Tony Mabesa, with Filipino translation by Rolando Tinio.

On my birthday this December, I would love to cook for my family. This is to showcase my cooking skills (if indeed I gained any... LOL). Menu would be a mix of Italian and Mexican. There will be nachos and home-made salsa. I will also prepare a new pasta dish never been tasted by the world (yes, it will be a new invention by yours truly). If chance permits, I would buy salmon and grill it. For dessert I would just ask my sisters to buy a cake from Conti's. (Thinking about all these make me drool...)

And of course, I'd like to go out more with my close friends since it's been a long time since we did something meaningful together. Eating out would be the best option. Or perhaps we can go hang out at some karaoke bar and goof around as in the old days, this time by trying hard to be wonderful music artists, or in my case, being a rockstar wannabe.

Concerning travels, I would love to go to the Visayan region and visit the lovely beaches which I hear seem like paradise on earth.

Last but not the least, I would be very happy if I were to be able to take the JLPT this year. I shall only allow myself IF AND ONLY IF I can finish studying my materials. As of the present, I am stuck with Japanese for Today with six more lessons to go. At this rate, I doubt if I will be able to study my other materials. Maybe I'll just take the exam next year at the latest.

Less than 130 days to go...

Reflections on the Overpass

On the overpass.

Endless lights against

The darkening sky with

Scattered pink and violet colors.

Cool breeze

Yet a warmth

Undefined

When thoughts of you invade my mind.

I look down

Thousands of light pairs

From cars plying the road down.

Crowded streets,

Too many people.

“In this world inhabited by billions of people,

What are the chances that I will see you again?”

Always in my thoughts.

I don’t even remember what you look like,

[Only you were a rosy-cheeked happy boy]

I even committed a grave sin

Of forgetting your name.

Was it Emmanuel? [Something like that]

I only remember those times when

We were seatmates in 2^nd grade.

Then we became friends.

It’s all Johnny Bravo’s fault.

Or maybe Cow and Chicken’s.

Before you came, I only loved

Ninja Robots, Yaiba, and Dexter.

But you danced to me that silly dance,

Calling out, “Hey, momma!”

Silly, silly boy you were,

But you sure did create a special memory

Which until now I cherish and hold dear.

I wonder if you still are that

Cheerful, lively lad.

I wonder if you dance for a different lady now.

Either way I do hope you are happy

Wherever you are.

The thoughts of you make me smile

In times of loneliness.

And for that, I can only

Wait for the fates to make our paths cross again.

I don’t remember the first words you said,

Heck, I must admit I couldn’t hear

Your sweet little voice.

Everyday I wonder why you wouldn’t want

Your angelic voice be clearly heard.

Or maybe that’s why I find it all the more

Endearing, adorable

Because it is so difficult to get the words you say.

I remember the iced tea

The offer to treat me lunch

I remember talking about animé,

You loved Gundam Seed,

Yaoi, and you said

You play the piano.

I have always longed for the time

I would sit on your feet while you play

Chopin’s Etude in E Tristesse

[If it’s not too much to ask]

I remember those chicken sandwiches and thought

Life would be so wonderful if

I could wake up everyday with sandwiches you

Lovingly prepare.

I wish I could tell you how much

It hurts having this heart keep

Memories of you:

Your plump [sexy for me] figure

Your quirky, childlike ways

Your words of encouragement…

And for that, I can only

Wait for the fates to make our paths cross again.

I remember our first encounter.

I was awed, impressed

Okay, a bit intimidated.

I conjured images of you in my mind.

[Only the fact that you have curly hair is correct]

I remember one time

You changed your avatar into Tuxedo Mask

Sailormoon’s lover.

Maybe I was assuming a lot

It made me giddy

Because I have always proclaimed,

“Dea lvnae svm!”

And so, I deeply wish you

And I would meet one day

In China, in Canada, doesn’t matter.

Just let me see you in person

Even for just one second.

Then I think I’d know bliss

from the workings of fate.

And for that, I can only

Wait for the fates to make our paths cross.

September and An Advanced Wishlist

September--- my second favorite month next to December mainly because it's in this month when we celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival (also known as Harvest Moon Festival or Mooncake Festival). Part of the celebration is of course attending parties where we play the dice game and win prizes. In one annual party, we get to win money instead of goodies. In another, there's a raffle draw with money as prize, too. In both parties, I have always been a recipient of scholarship awards, ever since I started going to school until this year when I finished my post-graduate diploma course. It's no wonder that I have always anticipated the month of September because for certain I would be getting money.

And of course, the advent of September means that December is nearing. So here is my wishlist, prepared in advance. While I do not really expect much since I rarely get anything for my birthday or Christmas, I still love listing down the things I want as presents.

1. Roundtrip tickets to any Asian country, preferably China and Japan.

2. a smartphone

3. an ipad

4. tickets to theater performances

5. restaurant gift certificates (I like Mexican, Italian, Japanese, Chinese, and Persian cuisine.)

6. Doc Martens boots (without the heels, please)

7. a gamer's laptop (Asus brand)

I guess that's all for now. Will update in the weeks ahead. :)