another aimless ramble

It is tough being singled out. Specially when you yourself don't even know where to go or place yourself. A time when you wish you were anywhere but the spotlight. Yet, sometimes, sometime in your life you get this unexpected privelege. It may come from droves of people or it may come from one single soul.

Next thing you know, you are seeing hearts and arrows. You find that Cupid's bow is spinning your mind around. hehe. For the first time in your life you feel like you are something special. Not just a single star drowned out by its neighbors in the galaxy, but a Sun glowing brightly in it's own solar system.

I don't like the attention. I never liked being in the middle of a crazy world. I prefer to be projected as a stoic hermit living inside a cave with a lantern in hand, illuminating his narrow path. I may be like a hermit right now. Since, I have been lodged in the darkness for quite some time now. A swirl of confusion has been my friend, waiting for a ray of light, of clarity, to invade this intimate interaction.

And perhaps, I may be seeing this light of mine slowly integrating into existence. I may have seen this fuel that burns passion. To help me come into my perfect existence, total being. I may have an existing ride in store for me. I better stoke up the fire and bring out the special cutlery and china. Guests will arrive soon.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Enough of that rubbish. I'm just giving my fingers some practice. hehehe.

I have been helping my sister with her wedding preparations and our latest accomplishment would be creating illuminaries for her reception. These small lanterns would be placed along pathways and around the pool. This will give the place an uncharacteristic glow and these things are quite romantic.

And we are proud to say that these things we made are just from scrap. yes, from recycle-able materials:

• 1.5 liter pepsi bottle (or any other plastic bottle)
• pebbles/sand from the aquarium or wherever you may find some.
• tea lights/ or any candle that you may have
  
• 1 very sharp cutter
• 1 pair of heavy duty scissors

You may want to try it yourself for a bit of spice to any deep dull and dark place you may have lying around. hehehe

It may not look so great when you see it, but it would be dark out there right? So, nobody would see the jagged edges and other imperfections. hehehe. It just glows nice. wow... me like pretty, pretty lights... I apologize for low quality sample photos.

Do you have money to spare, Mr. Koala Bear?

I have learned a valuable lesson:
I don't mix well with coffee or any caffeinated drink. Lest I suffer uncontrollable fits of insanity. I had to learn it the hard way. Like all the lessons that I have learned in life.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

This is just a theory but, I will try to prove it:
Wedding + Photography = Career!

And may God have mercy on my soul.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

I may not be religious but, I know for a fact that God is punishing me right now. He may have his reasons that I may or may not comprehend. And I bet He's going to see it through to the end. Not that I'm complaining...

Oh, please if ever you are up there... Save me, Superman!

Soulmate on a rainy day

The sun has emerged
from the shadows of the clouds.
Warmth has crept in
to dispel the rainy day.
The Earth starts to glow again,
yet I still haven't found you.

My insides stir...

I walk among the grass,
feeling the mud under my feet.
Bathing in the dampness and filth.
Grounding my spirit.
Halting its search for you
to satiate my insides that churns madly.

Yearning for you...

Sunlight glistens on the
puddle of water.
Full of muck. Rippling waves.
I scoop water out of the puddle
with my hand, hoping to catch
a glint of light that shines.

Like the light I try to catch, I still don't have you.

Prelude

Another leaf is about to be turned over in my biological clock. It seems that I only get older but none the wiser. Tomorrow, once every year, I will be the most self-centered person alive. I deserve the right to be one once in a while. You are forewarned.

I seem to only get older, but never grown up even at the minutest bit. Everybody has their time, I say. I don't know when this time comes. It may come at the most incospicuous of times and places. With the rate that I am going, I may anticipate it in every corner, geared up for the pounce.

Although no body is ever ready.

Each time you wake up, you shed something a part of you like a serpent molting. Each waking moment embodies a different you. A side which you never knew was inside you all along.

Dreams are surreal. You never know what's true and what's not. A convergence of truth and fiction. Though there are a lot of contention which are which.

Change is a constant. It is in our selves. We learn not to antagonize it. And learn more in the process. We are caught in the tumult of an eternal waltz.

Discovery nourishes wonder. Wonder spawns delight.

A new dawn brings forth new beginnings, a penumbra of a new adventure. Each moment you open your eyes you're never the same again.

Passport Fiasco

My brother is currently getting his own passport. My sister wanted to treat us this month with a trip to Hong Kong. My mom, being the dutiful mother that she is, started to get things ready for us.

Then one night she approached me and said my passport is missing and then blames me with the infamous finger pointing. Surprised of the news, I started denying the fact while I was getting all flustered. And surely, without incurring any dissapointment from me, she doesn't listen and orders me to look for it.

And guess what?

Days later she found my passport hidden amongst the pile of rubbish inside her drawer. Under all of those, whatever they might be, papers and perhaps trash. I gave her (with feelings) an apologize-now look. And she just gave me a very very very big grin as a reply.

I hate it when she does that.