You won't find me on Facebook.

Good luck getting a hold of me here - if you do, probably out of a 100th a chance. (Last post was from 2010).

Decided to keep this as an artifact. I'm sentimental like that.

I do have...

A twitter
A tumblr
An email
& a blog

Let's talk there. Hasta pronto mis amigos.

The last time I wrote here was when I was twenty.  I always come back here to write in the eves of my life.  Forks in the road. I wonder if anyone ever writes here anymore, more so read any of the entries that come up on the feed.  Old online friends have drifted away to more...succinct forms of public disclosures. Their lives have become more ( Read more... )

I'm still puzzled why I keep this journal after having deleted its content several times, to my chagrin. I don't know why I have little success in abandoning it.

So much has changed.


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I have learned patience, eventually.

Patience is the ability to resist expressing extreme anxiety or anger in face of irritating and preposterous situations.

( I had a dream: )

I wish I was standing in front of an open sea; my face hugged by the amihan breeze.  I spent my childhood with white sand on my feet; the boat slicing through the water, sprinkling my face as I sit by the edge.  For a very long time, I was used to planktons nibbling my skin.  That itchy sting.  Stepping on stones and brandishing callouses afterward ( Read more... )

Hello.

I'd like to be cremated. To be completely gone from this world, I must burn and become unproductive ash ( Read more... )

Though not knowing where

this current shall take me
my heart is valiant and indubitable
stubborn of the stark
cynical truth

I gave into your eyes
those signs of fragility
will you shun me?

Though not knowing how
or when,
I resist doubt
that there is a cusp for
theory and conviction
dreams and practical desire
No matter such folly, I
go on hardened and ( Read more... )