Prelude 12/21

Why do you cast your spell of love upon me?
To see my writhe in front of you?
Dearest love, you are very fleeting



Dearest love, why do you make the pain so heavy? Yet you make the enjoyment just as fullfilling
I'd do anything to be in love always


Is it too much to ask to be your slave, dearest love?
Or is it just for the weak at heart?
Bright love, thee wears thou name etched on my love-giving heart
I praise you and show off your name steadfast as if thou was art


Dearest love, lend me thou ears to where you can hear the song of romance.

Miss Murder
April 15, 1991
Aries
Astigkadasm
ChakChakChenes
Queenbees
2-6
1-2
Maranaw
Lila
Kalalleng
Mutya
Kristal
Araw
Gladiola
K-7
Green and Brown
Vanilla
YFC
Pep Squad MCGS '05
Culture Club
Mini-Theatre
Sports Club
Tennis
Golf



Days of the Phoenix
  • Rock Ed Philippines
  • White Band
  • End Poverty-Phils
  • Teri Guanio
  • Candice Tiongson
  • Ana Palomo
  • Bea Policarpio
  • Nikki Jurado
  • Andy Rapista
  • Archie Barbasa
  • Rina Andres
  • Gianina De Leon
  • Gab Madrid




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    The Interview

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    7.03.2006

    ‘Just as all things are found; you stop looking for it.’ – John Locke

    Does it make any sense? The only way you can find something is to stop looking for it? For some, it may not, but for me, it does.

    Have you ever felt the torment of thinking where you last saw your cute Hello Kitty eraser? Thinking that you should’ve just kept it when you saw it last week. Thinking that whenever you need something, you always have a hard time looking for it, but when you don’t need it, it shows up.

    How tricky can life get?

    Most humans, including me of course, are numb. We can’t see the answer to our problems even if it’s right in front of us. Maybe we are to busy ‘finding’ it to notice that we actually found it long before. Its there, it always have been.

    I’ll make this entry short for the topic doesn’t need that long explaining.

    The answers are in front of you, sometimes, you just have to stop looking so that you’ll notice that they are within your reach.

    What follows as the whitest lace of light
    just begs to be imbrued?

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