Make what you can make of it.
March 27, 2009 at 9:41 pm · Filed under Haphazardness
During these past cycles of time, I’ve been spending time inside my brain. Too much actually that I feel like I’m going to have an aneurism anytime. The blame partly goes to the film Before Sunrise (and Before Sunset). The spontaneous exchanges these two characters had, made a massive impression on me. They had me wishing I was there. The experience I went through while watching still remains to cause me pleasure and aggravation at the same time.
It made me realize I have so much in my nervous system, and if I don’t let at least some of it out, it’ll eventually eat me up, consume me, and push me over the bridge of sanity. I’m such a confused creature, confusing everyone around me. That’s why I’ve been writing a lot lately. Words have really come to my aid. There’s still a void though. Before Sunrise brought me to not just the idea of, but the truth that I not only want but need someone to share my complexities with. It drives me nuts! It makes me want to just take a smoke and try to relax a bit. You see? That’s crazy ‘cause I don’t even smoke. People have marginalized the value of communication. How intimate and honest it can be. And how within a particular space in time, however brief it might be, golden unrecyclable moments find themselves. We are multifaceted complex beings. We have to remember that. We are filthy rich in that sense. In conclusion, we have to talk more. I mean really speak with each other and be open. We’ll all be a little bit happier.
March 28, 2009
12:00 PM
March 27, 2009 at 7:37 pm · Filed under Poetry
Under the watch of Artemis
The gentle wind cuts through the quiet
A wave of peace is broken by vampires
While the dreamers’ thoughts turn to gypsies
When an infant selfishly cries
When an animal hauntingly summons
When disco breaks your heart
All happen before sunrise
Beneath the diamonds of the black sky
A midnight waltz plays for two lovers
They dance the dawn away
A perfect stranger to each other
The horizon boasts Apollo’s beauty
All fall upon their feet, real again
Love is but a patient memory
Forever kept in the moon’s den
March 28, 2009
12:43 AM
March 27, 2009 at 7:35 pm · Filed under Poetry
Beat poetry
How did that become a term for something
Something as free as our own thoughts and feelings
How does something so beautifully unguarded have a name
Or have particular styles
That look like a margin; a boundary
It’s like cutting through water
This confusion is wonderful
In this home where words are our playthings
It is gloriously limitless
We create pillars out of nothing but what we think and feel
Or what we don’t think and feel
Or what we don’t like to think and feel
Whether imbecilic or scientific
We all have something to say
March 23, 2009
1:14 AM
March 24, 2009 at 5:32 am · Filed under Poetry
Color and wit
Smiles and infatuations
Painted walls all around
Bright lights go mad
Your breeze comes along
For the nth time you’ve done it again
The basement’s ghosts have been dusted
The memory’s lollipop has been licked
Purity and genius
Tears and love
Shattered glass all around
Nervous candles flicker
March 23, 2009
1:33 AM
February 24, 2009 at 6:09 am · Filed under Poetry
You came to the soiree
Unsure of your invitation
Hands in your pocket
You grab the weak rope and hold on
You scan the crowd
You let out a chuckle, confused
Where is pity?
Is it on you or them?
You start to move
You dance through the circus
You dance with its freaks
You dance for the music
I’m happy they see you
You stumble upon fate
You see her
The fragrance of the night has become sweet
Time has become a stranger
The beauty you had always known has become ugly
Everyone else is a blur
Even you didn’t matter
You gaze at her
Her delicate body adorned with lace
Her fingers entwined together
You wonder, if her closed eyes would unfold,
Once you see their soft glory,
Would you beg to be her slave?
You lift your arm
You rest your palm against her glass bed
The cold wind paralyzes your touch
You can never embrace her
You can never kiss her
You can never let her know you again
These are your greatest fears
But their fulfillment is too far gone
Stars fall to their knees
A black-and-white rainbow hovers
While she still stayed,
You could have loved her
You should have
January 19, 2009 at 4:46 am · Filed under Haphazardness and tagged: Obama, opinion, politics
I’m just going to blurt it out. I think the core reason Obama has this much support from people is because he’s black. I’m not trying to judge or attack anyone. I’m just saying what I think. This is just my very, very humble opinion. I think in reality, it all boils down to who you are, not what you can do.
January 18, 2009 at 9:27 pm · Filed under Haphazardness and tagged: ABS-CBN, CCTN, DYAB, DYHP, iFM, media, MOR, WRock, Y101
Late last December, our Radio Production class had the privilege to visit different media outlets. To name all (not just a few), we went to (in chronological order) ABS-CBN (DYAB and MOR), DYHP and iFM, WRock, Y101, and CCTN. They were all very warm and welcoming except maybe for Y101. It was such a buzzkiller. The people there exuded cockiness and clearly were annoyed at our presence. All I could see and feel were eyebrows raised so high that the idiom ‘the sky is the limit’ had a new meaning. To be fair with them, maybe they had the slightest right to be that way ‘cause they are Y101 after all. But to me personally, it was disrespectful. I couldn’t care less who they are. So putting my rant aside, eventually, the atmosphere gradually became bearable. I could smile, laugh, and enjoy the experience despite the short-lived unpleasant feeling. I even found myself saying that that was the place for me; that I wanted to work there. As DJ John M. so outwardly put it with all the confidence in the world (yes, I mentioned his name), Y101 caters to class A and B listeners. I believe I belong to that line of listeners.
All in all, I, together with the rest of my classmates, learned a whole bunch from the different people we met. Plus, the fun we had, considering the stomach ache we had from all the laughter, was incomparable. I’d rather not expound on that because I know I won’t end on time. To conclude, and to put it bluntly, we had one hell of a ride.
Photos (You probably won’t see my face much. hehe)
January 5, 2009 at 7:54 am · Filed under Haphazardness, Music and tagged: John Mayer, letter, Music
This is the letter I wrote to Mr. Mayer. One of my friends, Patty, actually found it hilarious that I wrote a fan letter to someone. I was laughing at her for laughing at me! Why did I write to him? Why not? He’s an artist I respect and admire and I was bored.
“Hey John (I hope you don’t feel uncomfortable calling you by your first name only, ’cause I do. I did it anyway. Silly.)!
I’m sure you receive fan letters all the time. I hope and pray mine will be given time and attention if you’re not too busy. This particular one is coming from the Philippines. I don’t know if you’ve heard of the country but it’s pretty awesome (take note: that is not a biased opinion..
). I’m 17 years old living in, and loving, Cebu City, and I absolutely love your blues sound. I think you are such a genuine and honest artist detached from any form of pretension. I would love to see the day you visit my beautiful city, Cebu, and discover how you are admired here. If that happens… dude… I’d totally flip out. It would kick the scoliosis out of me. 
Thank you for bringing this kind of music into our generation. We need it. I need it.
God bless you.
I’d love to hear from you if you think I deserve replying to. haha..
Sincerely,
Micah”
I hope he replies. I know he’s working on his upcoming album, which I’m utterly excited for. But come on Mayer. Don’t be so busy.
January 5, 2009 at 7:32 am · Filed under Haphazardness and tagged: debate, LiveJournal, opinion
This is actually my ‘bio’ for my LiveJournal blog. I know it’s not exactly a ‘bio’ but whatever. At least I know.
As of the moment, I find myself disliking - almost abhorring - debating. It’s a very good venue for people to argue “intelligently” and exchange their ideas. I understand the hype and that element of spontaneity that debaters immerse themselves in. It’s good brain practice, no doubt about it, but what happens in the end? All right, you know… we can see you’re very good; very smart indeed. Uhm… so what now? I don’t see the point. Personally, I don’t want to tire myself and meditate on a motion (topic) that holds no interest for me at all. It’s too stressful. You can blame it on stupidity or laziness. I prefer the latter.
The rest of the quarter of me is in my Friendster page.
Of course, this is only my personal opinion towards debating. I’m not saying I’m right. I’m not saying I’m wrong either. I mean, I can’t be the judge of that, right? I just wanted to release.
I know this is not exactly a biography. It could never be one anyway, even if I tried because there’s still so much to see.
December 11, 2008 at 7:12 am · Filed under Uncategorized and tagged: commercial, Music, production, radio
Axis
This was an assignment for my Radio Production class. I had a blast making it. The said music bar doesn’t exist by the way, but I’d more than love to see the day it would.
Special thanks to Adam Conde for lending me his voice. 
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