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waltz with bashir |
September 30, 2008
September 22, 2008
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Zeitgeist II - Addendum |
according to them mind-feeders at zeitgeistmovie.com the full movie will be released online for free viewing in early october. cant wait…
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the ride |
The world is like a ride in an amusement park. And when you choose to go on it you think it’s real because that’s how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it’s very brightly coloured and it’s very loud and it’s fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time and they begin to question: “Is this real, or is this just a ride?” And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, “Hey, don’t worry, don’t be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride.” And we kill those people.
–Bill Hicks
September 16, 2008
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little angels, little time |
last sunday, me and the scuba junkies went up to tagaytay. now its not something really new to the gang because we usually pass by there (to eat bfast/dinner before/after anilao or to just literally “pass by”). but this weekend was no dive trip. no getting high with excess nitrogen swimming in the blood vessels. this weekend was all natural high. from the the innocent smiles to the joy of them lil kids eyes.
a few days back, cris told us that she would be going back to visit Little Angels in tagaytay, an orphanage managed by nuns, which i never heard of before nor do i have any experience of visiting such place. (ive joined a couple of outreach programs before though back in my mountaineering days but it was more on helping families on remote areas near them mountains).
she said it was something she wanted to do for her birthday, to bring goodies to them cute lil kids and spend the day with them. and since it was something positive, the gang was all up for it. and while she was busy briefing us about what we can bring on one ym conference window, there was another window open without her and the topic what we can do for her birthday. the plan was made.
D-day. jocs, pax and i met up early to buy her a big cake (which was actually more planned for the kids) and the goodies/food supplies. then headed up to tagaytay an hour before the other group leave makati. of course we told cris we werent coming hehe. after pax zooomed (literally, again) our asses there, we looked for the orphanage. found. talked to the nice sisters there and gave them the heads up about the plan. since they already know cris, they excitedly agreed 
the cake hidden and them kids ready to sing the bday tune, we waited til the other junkies arrive.
and when they did, she got into a surprise. we went out from hiding (in the kitchen) and brought her the cake and sang her the bday thing. the kids later on put on a lil show and we all watched. the rest of the afternoon we played with the kids like we were young again hehehe. bumalik kami ni fhay sa roots namin, yung tumakbo takbo ng walang sense pero tumatawa hahahaha. sayang nasa loob lang kami ng compound, mas masaya sana if pwede sa may field sa labas hehe.
im no saint and i know i havent done much for others since i spawned here on earth (im one selfish muthafucker, yes), but theres something in them kids that (as cheesy as this may sound) touched my soul. my parents went away when i was in third grade. but they would come and visit every few years until they decided to come home permanently. theirs is a different story. their parents went away but they cant really hope for them to come back. i saw and felt how they long for family.
its really nice to be able to make them smile even for just a while but it kinda felt frustrating to know that i cant do anything for them that is permanent and long term. realistically speaking, im not capable yet of doing any big stuff for them or any other people who needs help. im still trying to save my own ass in my own war hehehe. still though, im thankful i went there. (thanks cris and happy birthday ulet)
so there, not really the most typical of birthdays. nobody got drunk. no ledge dancing (hello iva and haze!). no unlimited pulutan and bottomless cocktails. no karaoke-drunk-babble singing. no hip-hop or house music to dance to. no tipsy photo ops. it was just the junkies, the kids and a whole afternoon of kiddie fun. hehehe, and for the first time i felt… damn, i wish it was my birthday 
September 11, 2008
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sagada blues |
i wrote this one for Canned Thoughts some months back, im reposting it because im feeling the sagada itch again. hopefully before this month ends, i’d be able to get my ass back up there…
Every once in a while, we all find ourselves burnt out with all the zig-zaggin hustle of the city life. Your boss dropping another brick on your head, freakin office online connection keeps on crawling like you’re on isp-bonanza prepaid, cab drivers with body odors, a bug loungin in your morning cappuccino, or a boyfriend who’s addicted to milf porn. Sometimes, we all just wanna pack up and get away. May it be for drowning or just ankle-deep reasons, everybody wants to get away…
Where time is inexistent. Where people aint in so much hurry. A place where smog is replaced by a soothing mist. Where the sun is not hidden by the corporate-hungry smoke but by a few white clouds and blankets of towering pine trees. Where you wont feel you’re inside a penitentiary but rather in a holy sanctuary. A natural high, thats what they say. But nah, this aint no bitter pill, man. What im talking about is a better feel.
Pack your things. Ready your ipod and make a playlist of slow lazy tracks. Some trip-hop, acid-jazz or old blues music will do. A liter of C2, packs of cigs and your latest read. Hail a cab and ask the driver to take you to the Autobus station in España. Board a bus bound for Banaue. From there you will have to take another bus that will bring your ass to Bontoc. And after a shorter jeep ride, you will finally reach Sagada. That my friend, is when you’ll realize that the long trip was more than worth it.
You don’t have to bring a suitcase full of cash, a few grand will be alright for a week long stay. One of the best things about this place is the fact that its pocket-friendly. Accommodation, food, tours, etc. come cheap. Locals are very friendly and they’d be happy to assist you in any way that they can without asking for any cash in return. Ask about St. Joseph’s Inn, this is one of the nicest places to stay at in Sagada.
After settling your stuff in your preferred lodge, head out and take a walk. Try their pinikpikan. Get some local yogurt from the famous Yogurt House that is just a few minutes walk down the main street. If you’re up for it, get a guide and after fixing a hardhat in your head, try the Cave-connection adventure that they’ve just recently offered. You will start at the Lumiang cave, a burial site littered with wood coffins and tribal remains, and exit through the more famous Sumaguing cave. This will test your slithering abilities hehehe.
Go to Aguid Falls and bathe in its cool water. Visit the Demang old village, the Underground river, or the hanging coffins in Echo Valley. Climb Mt. Ampacao. There’s alotta stuff you can do and places you can discover in this almost hidden part of Mountain Province. And if you dont wanna do anything, you can just bum around, read a book or do some emo-type soulsearching. There are plenty of spots where you can lie down on soft green grasses, stare at the creeping sun and smiling trees and feel the cool breeze brush your memories off. Float on the Sagada chocolate tide.
Breathe deep and then try real hard to convince yourself that you will still have to leave this place to get back to your concrete jungle. But if you decide to stay there for good, well then I guess I’ll see you there next summer 
Useful Numbers:
Florida Bus (manila-banaue) tel#: 3864042
Autobus (manila-banaue) tel#: 7358098
Cable Tours (manila-bontoc) tel#: 0918-5216790
St. Joseph’s Inn tel#: 0918-5595934
Sagada Guesthouse tel#: 0919-3212511
Masferre tel#: 0915-5777550
September 8, 2008
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strangers gate |
Detective Mercer: it’s amazing what a dead body can tell you…
Erica: so the dead can talk?
Detective Mercer: oh yeah, everybody talks. most everybody lies. but the dead can’t. then again uhh, lies tell you things too because people tell ‘em for a reason.
September 4, 2008
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oktoberfest, ja!!! |
last week, a former teammate from my dellwood days hooked me and our other friends up to this friday’s SMB Oktoberfest grand opening. she got us listed on the VIP tents with aircon and free booze, which was slick. then party-pooperly, something went wrong earlier this week and the list got canceled, deymmm. it wasnt our friend’s fault though. deymmmm beer. hehehe. deym party. now the question is, i wonder how long the line would be tomorrow afternoon on the 120 zone. uhmm no, i dont wanna see third eye blind for 1300.. or is it 1500? didnt even know they still play lol. hmm, to go or not to go….
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every second is a new spark, sets the universe aflame |
Hand of fate is moving and the finger points to you
He knocks you to your feet and so what are you gonna do
Your tongue has frozen now you’ve got something to say
The piper at the gates of dawn is calling you his way
You watch the world exploding every single night
Dancing in the sun a newborn in the light
Say goodbye to gravity and say goodbye to death
Hello to eternity and live for every breath
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
The ferryman wants his money you ain’t going to give it back
He can push his own boat as you set up off the track
Nothing you can contemplate will ever be the same
Every second is a new spark, sets the universe aflame
You watch the world exploding every single night
Dancing in the sun a newborn in the light
Brothers and their fathers joining hands and to make a chain
The shadow of the Wicker Man is rising up again
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
September 2, 2008
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protection |
…sometimes you look so small, need some shelter,
just runnin’ round and round, helter skelter…
August 26, 2008
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One Day as a Lion |
yes, that’s jon theodore, mars volta’s former drummer (from tremulant to amputechture) and yes again, that’s big zack of ratm. and they’ve just released an EP. sabi nga ni miss grace slick… feed your head.
