Everybody else is doing it, so why can’t I?

(A year and a half ago I said…)
And then this week Sel posts this.

A portal, or the promise of a portal, the possibility of another world. I wonder what it holds. We have no right to assume that the universe would let us in on all its secrets.
“We were walking and arguing, some stupid little [...]

“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
From Sylvia Plath’s “Mad Girl’s Love Song”
In a surge of self-gratification, I googled for one of my lesser known user names and discovered that some time in 2002 I [...]

Cool grafitti from some graphic artist named Erie, over in uber-cool EK. Get your own sign here.

They asked me to draw a house, a tree, and a person for the psych exam the other day (the psych exam being for my POEA application), and I drew like a fucking four year old. The technician who received my papers said, “Ang bilis mo naman”, and I said, “Di naman ho kasi ako [...]

I have no idea how true these things actually are, but if think there are powers at work sometimes that are beyond our control, enjoy:
Strange Coincidences
The one about Greenberry Hill was featured in Magnolia, remeber, in the beginning? Now Magnolia, that’s the movie Crash tried so hard to be but couldn’t.
And the stuff about JFK [...]

the beginning of the universe, the mouth, the open vulva, the wrinkle in time, the opening of hell, the festering sore, the cat’s eye, the stigmata of jesus, navel of the earth mother. i want to slash it, counteract, unbalance these two worlds, allow us to view the other side, devour us, let me fall [...]

Taken from Postsecret
Oh, come on, don’t tell me you were never thirteen and took a butter frikking knife to your wrist because your parents ate you out for having too many phone calls from a boy, or whatever.
Ahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy
Not that I’m simplifying anything, but that’s some pretty good poetry, imo.

Here’s what you get when you realize you wrote some pretty crappy poetry in your early 20’s: you go back and try to rewrite it, but you end up writing even more crappy poetry in your mid-20’s.
Being technical is taking its toll on me in many many ways (ie, vocabulary deteriorates, you forget what ‘gerund’ [...]