sapatos koy naupod na,
lakad dito, lakad doon,
sintas ay napipigtas,
at kulay ay kumukupas.
ang masayang lakaran ng nakaraan
ay binabalikan,at nagmistulang,
prusisyon ng patay,
bawat hakbang patungo sa himlayan.
sa daang minsang tinalunan,
sa masayang nakaraan,
ngayon di na maaring balikan,
parang nobela na mapait ang katapusan.
sapatos, swelas nagaaklas,
dahan dahang nababaklas
habang sa baha nagdadaan,
na dulot ng ulan ng malungkot nakaraan.
darkmau
MALAYA!
one fine Saturday afternoon, i went with a friend to British Museum. I am not a good fan of archaeological stuffs, or cultural heritage of ancient society. but im an art fanatic, but all i could do is drool over those scaled artworks that were produced by ancient masters.
we went to different sections, from Babylonians, to Persians, to Greek and Asian. what caught our attention most is the Asian sector, we saw some relics and cultural heritage from Korea, China, and some Japanese influenced things. and then my friend began to blurt… "Ano nga ba nacontribute ng Pinas sa mundo? What are the Filipinos known for?"
her face was smiling, but i could not help but think. what are the Filipinos good for.
I have been abroad for quite sometime now, and i have rode the double decker bus, got stuck in the tube, rode the coach going to the country side, and on these trips i have came acrossed many Filipinos with different stories, different experiences but with the common thought - PHILIPPINES IS SINKING.
then it hit me, Jose Rizal traveled to Europe and proved the worth of an INDIO, it was documented that he was one of the best among his foreign colleagues. Other Illustrados such as Del Pilar, Juan Luna and Felix Resurrecion Hidalgo were well known all over Europe for their fields. But how come all their heritage were forgotten?
Remember Carlos P. Romulo? He is known worldwide for his service in the UNITED NATIONS. Are we proud of him? You bet I am, we are known for our hard work and keen ability to compete and be the best.
It pains me that we are branded, as second rate citizens, a brown race to become domestic helpers, carers, nurses - we are more than that. What the hell happened to the once great nation Philippines.
Let us go back in History, we once had the exchange rate of $1=P2 and this was just after the war. Do you remember the time that the Philippine was the center of the agriculture in Asia. Experts from Japan, Indonesia and neighboring Asian countries consulted from our experts. and our main specialty was rice.
we also topped some sporting events like basketball, track and field, chess and bowling. we also had world champions in boxing and billiards way back then. Our educational system was one of the best, and we were always up to date with technology. and what happened?
the rise of imperialist bureaucratic capitalist gobbled us alive. although it was evident that it was our own apathy that created the down fall. when we chose to close our eyes and ear over all the changes that occurred during the rise of nepotism and private armies, we were all subjected to fascist regime.
Although records will show that some people braved out the wave of the great martial Rule in 72, it also showed that many died for being brave. but why did it become so unsuccessful? There was no united stand of point of views, while some would brand the Marcos Regime, others praised them.
In medical terms we always believe that prevention is better than cure. but did we ever learn from history? lets fast track things, what happened in Aquino’s time?
Democracy? Mendiola ? the CARP? Amnesty for the NPA ? Debts on the IMF? Try to figure these things out, you and me still carry the same things from the older generation.
Ramos era? FVR is the man…NOT. Philippines 2000? its now 2006 and the program never happened. Our country was like a lamb thrown over the den of Lions by signing the WTO-GATT authored by the Economist SEN. GLORIA ARROYO. we were prematurely placed on a field we were not ready yet. Globalization during the time of Ramos was not for us. We were struggling that time(and still we are), importing goods TAX free would bury us alive. Fair trade was a bullshit thing. The G7 were just finding ways to get their market share to grow bigger.
It was also in the Ramos era that the said oil deregulation act was signed. hmm, if your looking for a job now, and your only signed as a contractual employee, give thanks to this regime.
after Ramos, we needed a hero. a mass based hero that would answer to the call of the majority, and there he was. ERAP. The Asiong Salongga, the great hero who always was on time to beat the bad guys in the movies.
but because he could not keep himself sober, his so-called midnight cabinet brought him down. A number of Social Elites and Social Democrats wanted him out so they went with the National Democrats call for his resignation. and he bid the palace goodbye. and there goes Erap.
it was media sensation.
so whats Next…Gloria rocked the boat… the paper boat. May 1 rally? i could not forget that event. so many things to say about Gloria’s regime but I am sick of repeating things… I tend to learn from history. another election passed.. and there is our lying president with her famous line "I will not run"…and look where she is now.
the question remains, "May nagbago ba?"
so whats the conclusion…
the Filipinos can still make it. and we suffered enough. do you think its about time to keep things back to its proper order. we are not a slave of any Foreign country, and we are not copy cats of Western Society, and HELL NO WILL WE BECOME SECOND RATE BROWN RACED CITIZEN. we are more than that.
on my bus rides, and tube rides, Filipinos I come across don’t recognize that i am a Filipino. But on several occasions when some strangers I meet ask…"HEY MATE, Where You From?, Are you a Chinese or Korean?"
id simply smile and say, "I’m better than them, I am a Filipino, from Philippines"…
and they would always say(90% of the time) "Ohh, How is the collection of Imelda’s shoes?"
-darkmau-
MALAYA!
I have been in circulation of student publication since elementary. I once head the publication when i was in highschool(yet i felt too incompetent), and in college, publication changed my life.
it was an ordeal of torment and pain that i could not forget. face to face critiques and weird people that surrounds you…everything was a mess. but being in the publication, it means everything is in order.
i wrote dozens of articles, and loads of comic strips, and yes i am responsible for the chaotic Baryo Tinyo themes after every student summits and SAMAHAN elections. not to mention some ROTC rifts. there is humor in everything, i might say.
but what i loved most was writing for the literary folios of ATENEWS, which is called BANAAG DIWA. I wrote poetries there, for love, for society, for life and even for death. I penned stuffs, not under my name… of course every writer has their own pseudonym. and nope, im still not going to reveal it.
i cherish everything with the memories of the ATENEWS… The official STUDENT publication of Ateneo de Davao University…and yes they called us REDS… but we are not…we are more than reds… Beng and other unstrung heroes died because ATENEWS believed in FREEDOM.
From TUITION FEE INCREASE(TFI) to Collective Baraining Agreement(CBA) we dealt with it, to the OSA’s weird and wild rules, we tackled them UNBIASED. The only leaning we have is the TRUTH. Gone are the days…but i’m still gona live with what is left of the memories.
END THE SILENCE OF THE GAGGED!
darkmau
MALAYA!
-khie salamat sa pagremind sa banaag, and good thing nabasa nimu ako writings..heheh-
Infinity by the numbers
As hours start to flee
The sunlight is gone
Darkness of sky I see.
"are we there yet? London is waiting"
darkmau
MALAYA
-story of the coming winter… -
may piso ako
pambili ng puto
pumunta ako sa tindahan
namura ako.
wala na daw mamisong puto
tungo ako sa lupa
sabay ngiti..
mamisong puta meron?
aba ngiti yung ale,
sabay sabi
kung sa iyo totoy
ako libre…
si gago naman pumayag
sa pagsara ng tindahan
si ale inabangan
sinamahan sa bahay.
kumain muna ng lomi,
tapos inom serbesa
basa konti ng dyaryo
yung ale naligo.
paglabas ni babae
si alaga nagpumiglas
matigas
sabay alis ng twalya si ale.
lumalim ang gabi
nasa loob ng kama
kaming dalawa
hayok at malaswa.
kung anong bango ni ale
hindi ko maunawaan
lahat parte
tinikman at dinilaan.
isang putok
mabilis
pangalawang putok
masarap
pangatlong putok
nakakangalay
pang apat na putok
lupaypay.
biglang tilaok ang manok
si alaga walang lakas
dahan dahang bumangon
nagsaplot at nagpantalon.
si ale tulog pa,
kaya dahan dahan naglakad
sa paglabas ay minalas
nakaapak ng pako at nadulas.
kaya si ale nagising at bumangon
walang nagawa.
inulit ang pangyayari
apat na putok muli.
pero sa ikaapat na putok
biglang ang pinto nagbukas
si mister ni ale pumasok
pagkakita kay totoy…biglang sigaw.
nagaakala na katapusan na
pumikit na lang at nanalangin
ng mabilis na Ama Namin
ngunit mali… at LINTEK.
si mister bading..
kaya nakisali…
halos masuka sa pagkalaswa ng mag asawa…
kaya aral aking napulot.
pag pumunta ka sa tindahan
kung puto ang kailangan
puto lang ang pagmasdan
hindi kung ano-anong kalaswaan..
-darkmau-
MALAYA!
trying to experiments form again, sorry for the f*cked up ideas…
give me a dose
id be happy
give me again
but this time
double it please
and id be happy
the longer
i stay awake
and see you
in the magic box
its like having
triple shots
and im begging for more
the moment
i heard hello
sounds of bell echo
the longer i stay
the great feeling
gets me high
higher
higher
higher…
dont let me fall
alone
my perfect drug.
darkmau
MALAYA!
he did not talk
he went out for a walk
he kept his silence
and lit a smoke.
he went by the grocery
stopped by
and looked around
and went.
he looked up
saw a dimming sky
he smiled
and it began to rain.
and he turned back
and started to come home.
the longest five minute
a struggling journey.
as he went inside
he shut down his computer
and took a shut eye.
hoping what he saw, escapes his being.
darkmau
MALAYA!
her name is Jo, an average high school student with such wits and talents. Jo is 13 years old, with a little over 4′11", medium built, with a cup C breast size. but for her age she was a little more mature, she had her first boyfriend when she was 12 years old, and the boy’s name is Kim. although kim denies the fact he had relationship with Jo.
Jo likes to think she was mature enough with things, she like to think that she is pretty enough to have all the boys in the world. with her breast size maybe she is a great potential.
meanwhile there was this lanky dork who is 15 years old, who fancied Jo. the guys name is Patrick, but almost all his friends call him Pat. this lanky guy is so much amazed with this girl Jo, maybe it was because of Jo’s breast, or maybe more than than. who knows?
Pat’s classmate Angel,is a friend of Jo, so Pat begged for Angel to introduce him to Jo. And Angel being a kind friend to Pat, she introduced him to Jo.
Pat is almost a normal guy, armed always with a pen, paper, cigarette and lighter. Pat being 15 is always criticized for being an ignorant to fads and fashion. Pat kept his 70s look, and his untidy uncombed hair complemented with his lanky dork personality. but most of his classmate agree of his brilliance in chemistry and english.
Pat got to know Jo, they had long conversations on the phone, and had late afternoon walks after school. Pat wanted Jo so much, and Jo just wanted company from Pat.
One day, Pat heard his friend comment that Kim and Jo went to Jo’s place, and Kim got the chance to smooch Jo and touch her breast and all the petting stuffs. Pat’s heart beat fast, it was so fast that he could only hear his heart and silence came. Pat fainted.
Pat went to Jo, the next day, and Jo took Pat to their house. It was about 2:30 in the afternoon, Pat cut class to be with Jo. Out of boredom Jo, said that she loves Pat. and being gullible Pat believed it. Pat pushed his luck, he kissed Jo, but all he got was a simple smack from Jo.
It was the first hard on for Pat and he wanted something that he could not explain. Pat was a virgin, and he strongly believed that Jo is not. But it was getting late, Jo had to make Pat leave, because her aunt is about to come home, Pat left with a hard penis, and a heart poundering because he is loved.
Pat went to Jo’s classroom the next day, he wanted to check his GIRLFRIEND, his first one. but Jo did not come out of the room, she pretended that she did not see Pat. and the bell rang and Pat had to go for class.
The next day Pat again went to Jo’s classroom and same thing happened. Jo ignored him. for Pat that was devastating, his first girlfriend is taking the piss and he can not do anything.
on the third day he did the same thing. and still Jo managed to avoid him. but Pat sneaked out early in the afternoon, and finally cornered Jo for confrontation. Pat was hurting, so much hurting , that he was not able to sleep for three nights. And Jo had no choice. She had to tell the truth to Pat. "I really do not love you and I am sorry" and Jo left Pat in state of shock.
Pat went straight out of the campus gate, and took out his cigarette, he took his lighter, and lit the cigarette and went with the big question why.
For over two years Pat remained quiet about the issue, and finally went to college.Pat the lanky dork, is now in style. His grunged type image made him in. Because the university was pretty much liberated with sense of style, he blended in. But Pat’s view changed a lot. he neither believe in love nor the fact of being in love.
Pat learned how to smooth talk, he learned how to make a woman fall on her knees and beg for him to love her. Pat became a Pseudo GOD. Pat leaned the ins and outs of relationship, the body language of women, and the category of women based on their perfume they are wearing. Pat knew it all. he became a monster.
His first antagonizing erection is now a major history, he now controls the phase of the game, that each time he makes out, and he gets his penis erected, there is a vagina available at his disposal.Pat evolved as a monster.
Jo on the other hand tried to contact Pat after she said she did not love him. she wanted to connect to Pat and be friends with him, but Pat left the school because of the humiliation he got from his friends. Pat went to a very difficult circumstance, literally he went in hell.
Pat fell in love after 15 years. he is now getting married, he got tired from all the womanizing, and night outs. he got tired of getting even with his past experience. he gave in. his wife is two years younger than him, and her name is Jo. yes, the same Jo who left him when they were in high school.
wondering what happened? go figure.
darkmau
MALAYA!
Dito, nakatungo ang ulo
Nagiisip, nanalig…
Nagtatanong, nagmamasid…
Bakit di nagtagpo.
Doon, sa dako roon
Naroon nga siguro,
Ang mga kasagutan..
Ngunit di mapasaakin.
Iniingatan ang puso
Na may lamat at sugatan
Napagod na sa pakikidigma
Sa sariling kaisipan.
Mangangarap sa mga bituin
Sa malawak na kalangitan
Maghihintay…maghahanap
Hanggang sa mapagod.
Kung saan man umabot
Kung hanggang kailan
Pero hindi dito
Hindi pa ngayon.
darkmau
MAlaya!
how do you waste precious time and forget the world? simple! hook your computers to the the internet, and leave the real world behind, and create your own. join friendster, my space, multiply, yahoo 360 and interact with everyone. and i tell you, hours will be minutes… and days would just be hours.
especially if you have these speed connections and you have a knick knack for writing and messing things with stories to tell, so called BLOGS then your time will be caught up in a web.
at first you’d find it amusing, then you’d find really interesting, the next time you know, your held as a hostage… addicted and that’s it. welcome to the club.
mr. webster would lose his luster on your life, online things is your thing now, information overloading and your a genius in a matter of seconds… and youd say IM GOOGLED.
you could sit the whole day and write, smile, chat, laugh, fall in love, reminded, forget and even make a fight. all emotions get together, magic box, your CPU is a magic box. and LOL.. and eventhough you are about to make a paper for your masteral youd write a blog first.. or surf stuffs and get stuck on YouTUBe…i could go on forever but i really have to finish my manual… see, this is how i meant by hooking your PCs on the internet. (evil laughter)
darkmau
MALAYA
