man in the fridge

disclaimer: halaw sa mga naisip ko nung nine years old pa ako. salamat sa kapitbahay namin na may isang bag na pornong comics, na hindi ko nabulatlat dahil nahuli ako. lahat ng nababasa niyo ay hindi puedeng gamitin sa tunay na buhay. patnubay ng magulang ay kailangan.

paulit ulit daw ang buhay. kaya nga may tinatawag na life cycle, prang ipis, parang microogranism maging parang washing machine(lahat may cycle). dahil sa cycle na to, kaya parepareho tayo ng nabubuhay. naalala ko may analogy sa radyo non, ang buhay daw parang gulong(cycle ulit) minsan nasa ibabaw daw tayo, minsan nasa ibaba…pero nung narinig ko yun ang pumasok sa utak ko… seks…

SEX ba… alam mo yun. im sure. ang buhay parang sex.  minsan nasa ibaba, minsan nasa ibabaw. ui hindi ako malibog, kung nababastusan ka, ikaw ang malibog(sabay ngiti tas hithit ng hangin sabay sipol).  pero sa kalaliman ng sex, hindi lang naman siya ordinaryong gawain, hindi mo sya kayang gawin kung ikaw ay two years old, unlike sa mga child prodigy na puede maging genius by the age of 10 mos to one year… oo matalino sila, mature.. pero hindi sila puede mag sex, kahit gusto nila. diba? naisip mo ba yun? ako kanina lang nung kumakain ako ng pickle na sibuyas, masarap yun lalo na pag gusto mo wag ka kausapin ng tao. mabisang pang anti-social.

bukod sa ang sex ay ginagawa sa tamang edad, ibat ibang pakay rin ang nasa likod nito. may mga rason ng pagmamahal, rason ng libog(uii), rason ng procreation, rason ng pagkaadik, or minsan na pabugso bugso ng kati(minsan masama). parang buhay di ba, pero isa lang ang pakay, mailabas ang isang masidhing kagustuhan, at yun ang dahilan para maging tao.

hindi ko na sasabihin, or magdidiscuss ng morality tungkol sa sex, kasi sa buhay hindi din naman natin iniisip kung morally right or wrong ang buhay diba? hindi ko matandaan ang panahon na inisip ko ba ang tama o mali…pero madalas o minsan, alam natin kung ano ang ating ginagawa, pero patuloy pa rin nating ginagawa. hindi naman kasi natitigil ang buhay sa ganun. wala akong alam sa sex, at natutunan ko pa lang buhay.  pero mas madalas gusto ko isipin na ang sobrang pagiisip eh nagiging dahilan ng pagka tuliro.

darkmau

MALAYA!

gikan sa dagat

ang isda nadakpan

giuli sa balay

ug gilimpyuhan.

gibutangan ug asin

ug sa adlaw gibulad.

murag gugma,

gikan sa dagat,

dakpon.

iuli sa balay,

aron palisuran.

limpyuhan ug patyon.

ablihan asinan,

hantud sa mauga…

wala nay kinabuhi,

pero pag andam na,

puede na tilawan.

ang lamian nga bulad

na murag pareha sa gugma.

-darkmau

MALAYA!

-translation coming soon.

day after day, i hold to one memory.

where i could see that sunset having its glory.

where the moon danced with the stars,

and the wind just blew, and tears no longer appear.

.

the night was silent and it held me suspended.

trapped in a memory, where the song never ended.

holding to that night where i will be forever free.

where in my heart i felt the feeling of being happy.

.

it was  moments of bliss, consuming me.

beyond dreams and imagination, i flew.

the best part of it all, i held your hand,

and you promised me, you’d never let go.

.

you’d never let go…

you’d never let go…

you’d never let go…

but when i woke up… you were never mine.

.

darkmau

malaya!

i gave up the competition. not because i concede to defeat but rather i want to take things as they happen. looking back at the things, to people, to events, i am left nowhere.  i could not undo the turn of time. gone are the days where i would be competitive, things may come but not by the haste or agressiveness i place. so who cares if i am stuck somewhere, doing the things i dont normally do.

so what if i dont have a car, a house, a dog or even a pad to call my own. so what if i am not doing a multi million deals in business, and i dont recieve a five or six figured salary. so what if i am not all that? it might matter now, but when i reach the age of seventy or older would it really matter? i could not choose my death, but when i die then none of these material things matters. in fact it might just cause problems rather than a solution.

no girl would ever want a poor guy. might be true, but the truth is, no girl wants a lazy guy. okay given the fact that a guy may not have much but as long as he do things accordingly then he can assure his family wont go hungry. i have learned over time, that money could not bring a bright future to kids, values rooted with love, justice and perseverance would make kids value life more than the things they can hold. they would learn to love people and use things, and not the other way around.

i submit myself to taking things slow, to career, to love, to life. the competition that i would like to be in is not a matter of haste, not a matter of how much i have, it is beyond the compensation that what your breath could give me. yes it is deep, but it would not matter to you anyway.

darkmau

MALAYA!