shedding life to my dim world

Resentment and hate came back to their gods, affection enters in secret. Rambling thoughts remind me of love, not just romantic love but love in general. Why can't we practice it as an art? Wouldn’t it be great to see different colors merge, stubbornly resistant to the disarray of brightness and dullness fusion, aware if things are routinely practiced or not. I like a challenging level, genuinely reaching the hands of people.

My inner heart learned to store all worries. When I make music from it, from the deepest side, the concrete anger inside my chest converts everything into something people would love to hear in awe. I love what I love to do. I love music. I love performing with or for people. Unfortunately, I’ve been bent when some people tried to destroy the walls of my affection. Right now, this is something I don’t think I can let go of. It’s a test seeing how life rotates. I had been terribly bored for the past few days and yet, God offered me a wonderful gift last night on our acquaintance party at Virgin Café Tomas Morato.

It served as a pre-pageant competition for the Mr. and Ms. Journ (ahem, don't laugh!) and we actually got the Best in Talent award. Yipeeee!!! Regarding the upcoming pageant, I don't feel like joining it. I'm not confident in the least and it can never be my thing. Moving on, I can spend a lifetime valuing my class, especially those who were there and showed their support. Hee hee hee. Salamat Lord! I love God for being that someone who puts distinction to some things I should discover. I’m vulnerable so to speak. But thanks for protecting me… I love you!!!

I searched high and low for that particular feeling. And. I. Couldn’t. Help. It. I’m human, who’s attracted to all forms of beauty. Playing “Balisong” by Rivermaya as our first song (next was Anino by Imago); gloomy mood had been spawned by the nostalgic atmosphere present. Personally, the song contains a part of my history as a person. For whatever other reasons, these lines captured my attention, “Your face lights up the sky on the highway. Someday, you'll share your world with me someday…You mesmerize me with diamond eyes…” I don’t filter reality. An act serves as a gateway for truth and with my eyes; I select those people I’d like to spend my valued time with, someone I can derive inspiring days from. Also, eyes tease me… He he he!!!

Somewhere, someone is constantly demanding several things. Even if he sees everything, he still wouldn’t believe it at all. Sometimes, I can be that person. Or I am really that person. If seeing is believing, how far can we go for something we see which appears hazy yet powerful as its effect overwhelms us extremely?

I ended the night dancing on the dance floor with some good friends. Man, it’s ever-liberating, the pressure of alcohol upon me and of course, people who gave me the desire to dance with them.