Fan Mail Para Kay Lord

Lord,

Yung ibang tao ay nanghihingi ng peace of mind, ng strength of the body, at ng swerte para sa pagdating ng 2014. Year of the Wooden Horse ‘ata pero ‘di ko alam. ‘Di ko na niresearch dahil hindi rin naman ako naniniwala kung anong year of the animal ‘yan.

Pero ako, Lord, iba ang gusto ko this coming year. I’ll make bullets and numbering para hindi na po kayo mahirapan.

1. Bigyan mo po ako ng flirting prowess para naman makalandi ako this coming year; at ‘di ko na po kailangan ‘yang wisdom wisdom na yan para matagpuan ang tunay na happiness.
2. Luminaw pa sana ng slight (lang naman) ‘tong mata ko dahil di ko na po talaga makita ang mga gwapo at magaganda sa layong 10 meters away from me. Kahit 200 na lang ang grado ng mata ko dahil ‘di ko na rin po makita kung may natirang pulbos sa mukha ko.
3. Pagtibayin mo po lalo ang aking pananaw na mas maganda pa rin bumili sa ukayan.
4. Isa pa, Lord, di ko kailangan ng swerte. Bigyan mo ako ng pera. Yung cold cash. Yung mga senaryo na tagapagmana pala ako ng isang hacienda. Yung ganyan.
5. Sige na nga. Gusto ko na rin ng long life and good health.

Kung kailangan magtanggal ng isa, kahit wag na yang lablayp na yan. Tutal, kahit walang lablayp pwede naman magkaroon ng sekslayp. Di, joke lang.

Nalaman ko na po kung ano ang gusto kong gawin buong buhay ko. Sana payagan niyo ako magawa ‘yun. Gusto ko sana magsulat lang nang magsulat. Gawing trabaho ang pagsusulat. Gawing pahinga ang pagsusulat. At gawing pag-ibig ang pagsusulat.

Minsan eh gusto ko pa rin maging isang unicorn pero okay lang kahit hindi na ‘yun matupad.

Sa totoo lang, hindi ko na po kailangan ‘yang happiness na yan na matagal ko nang winiwish-a-wish. Mas okay na sa akin ang contentment.

Yung kontento na po ako na meron akong walong bank accounts na puro million-dollar ang laman, malaking bahay, younger-looking skin, at space ship. Thank you, Lord. Thank you sa lahat.

I remain a perfect being,
Akso Rojas

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Minsan Nakakalimutan Kong Ang Gwapo Ko

Pumunta ako sa tindahan para kumuha ng shampoo.

Wow! May mga bagong sitsirya. Tingin, tingin. Kwento, kwento. Tikim, tikim. At umuwi akong may dala-dalang:

1. Hotcake mix.
2. Pure cornstarch.
3. Eggs.
4. Seasoning granules.
5. Ground pepper.
6. Curry powder.
7. All-purpose cream.
8. Creamy condensed milk.

Pagdating sa bahay~ ayun at wala pala akong nakuhang shampoo.

Tsk. Kailangan ba talagang may drawback ang pagiging gwapo?

Ertus Ronus

Sa isang dako ng galaksiya ng Zaxuren kung saan tatlong bituin ang pinagmumulan ng grabidad para panghawakan ang dalawampu’t walong planeta na patuloy na umiinog sa sinasakupan nitong kapangyarihan ay may dalawang uri ng nilalang na nabubuhay: Ang mga Aureheias at ang mga Liyadron.

Ang mga Aureheias na nakatira sa silangang bahagi ng Zaxuren, sa planetang Aurahayon, na pinaliligiran ng mga interplanetaryong alikabok ay mga nilalang na mahilig sa sining at arte.

Samantala sa kanlurang bahagi ng nasabing galaksiya na pinalilibutan ng mga meteorang bato at nagyeyelong metano ay matatagpuan ang planetang Dronus, na may isandosenang satelayt, ay ang daigdig ng mga Liyadron na nabubuhay sa teknolohiya at komunikasyon.

At sa dalawampu’t walong planeta ng Zaxuren ay ang namumukod tanging planeta ng Ertus– ang tanging buntala ng galaksiya na mayroong limitadong tubig, hangin oxiheno, at halaman. At ang planeta ring ito ang magsisilbing dahilan ng limang henerasyong digmaan sa pagitan ng dalawang lahi na naninirahan sa galaksiya ng Zaxuren. Isang giyera na gigimbal sa bawat sulok ng pulutong ng mga bituin sa nasabing parte ng kalawakan. Isang labanan na sisira sa mga planetang Meltis, Ruwaka, at Epitolur. Ito ang digmaan na susubok sa kadakilaan ng dalawang lahi.

Dahil mula nang maipatupad ang “Sangsinukob na Batas” sa pagitan ng Aure at Dronus ay napagkasunduan na ng kanilang mga sinaunang ninuno na walang sinuman ang maaaring mangahas na magnakaw ng tubig sa planeta ng Ertus. At nasabi sa kasunduan na hindi kailanman maaaring galawin ang likas na yaman ng nasabing planeta maliban sa nag-iisang rason– na maaari lamang gamitin ang kapangyarihan ng tubig para pigilin ang Tagtuyot Mula sa Tatlong Pangunahing Tala ng Zaxuren na nagma-materyalise lamang sa tuwing ika-isandaan at isang beses na pag-ikot ng Kometa ng Blint mula sa Bituin ng Rune.

Ang Tagtuyot Tuwing ika-Isandaan at Isa ay ang kinatatakutang likas na kababalaghan na nagpapadanas nang malubhang pagkaubos ng likido mula sa dalawampu’t walong planeta. Tila mayroong Itim na Butas na nagmamateryalisa at humihigop sa bawat patak ng tubig sa buong galaksiya ng Zaxuren– at ang mga nahigop na likido ay ipinupunta sa dako pa roon na hindi kayang tanawin ng teknolohiya ng Liyadron.

Ngunit may nag-iisang planeta na nagtataglay ng balansiya upang iresiklo ang likas na tubig nito mula sa lupa patungong atmospera at ibinabalik muli sa lupa sa pamamagitan ng ulan– at ito ang planeta ng Ertus…

…at dahil dito ay malaki ang pasasalamat ng dalawang lipi sa nasabing planeta. 

Limitado ang likas na yaman ng Planetang Ertus kung kaya ay iginagalang ang kasunduan na ito para sa kaligtasan ng dalawang lahi. Ang batas na ito ang dahilan ng matiwasay na buhay sa galaksiya ng Zaxuren.

 

Ngunit hindi naglaon ay may kinaharap na problema ang angkan ng mga Aureheias. Nang dapuan ng karamdaman ang kanilang nag-iisang prinsesa, na may kakayahan magpagaling ng kahit anong sakit sa kahit sinong nilalang bukod sa kanyang sarili, ay napag-alaman ng mga taga-Aure na tanging ang Tubig lamang ng planetang Ertus ang makapagpapagaling sa karamdaman ng kanilang prinsesa.

Kung kasalanan man na iligtas ng mga Aureheias ang buhay ng kanilang prinsesa ay humihingi sila ng tawad sa tatlong Tala ng kanilang galaksiya: ang Rune, ang Demis, at ang Frio. Ngunit nabuo pa rin ang makasariling pagpa-plano ng mga taga-Aure kapalit ng buhay ng kanilang Prinsesa.

Isang gabi habang ang kometa ng Blint ay katatapos lamang sa ika-limampu’t limang beses na pagdaan nito sa Rune, ikatlong Tala ng galaksiya, ay isinakatuparan ng mga Aureheias ang kanilang balak na nakawin ang ikatlong bahagi ng tubig sa Planetang Ertus. Batid man na magdudulot ito ng imbalansiya sa init ng panahon at paglubha ng Tagtuyot sa darating na Ika-Isandaan at Isa, ay ipinagpatuloy pa rin ng mga Aure ang kanilang plano para sa kaligtasan ng nag-iisa nilang prinsesa.

Ngunit lingid sa kanilang kaalaman ay nakalkula ng mga Liyadron ang ibinabalak ng mga Aureheias. Salamat sa kanilang matataas na uri ng teknolohiya na nagbabantay sa planetang Ertus at sa kanilang sasakyang panghimpapawid ay nakarating sila sa takdang oras upang pigilan ang mga Aureheias.

Dito magsisimula ang digmaan na magsisilbing kamatayan ng maraming nilalang sa galaksiya ng Zaxuren.

~Ang mga Aureheias na lumalaban sa ngalan ng Buhay
at ang mga Liyadron na papatay sa ngalan ng Batas.

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Alas diyes ~Paggising ko, nagcomputer ako. Nag-edit ng mga files at nagbrowse ng mga feeds sa social network sites. Lumipas ang maraming century na parang nakikipag-usap lang ako sa isang Greek historian. Tanghalian na pala. Kumain ako.  Naglinis ng kwarto ~natapos pero marumi pa rin.

Balik internet. Napagod. Nagcheck ng mails. Nabored. Nag-email. Napagod. Nanonood ng videos. Nag-update. Napagod. Tumayo ako at nag-unat.

Nakita ko ang gabundok na dapat ay lalabhan ko sa araw na ‘yon. ~Alas-kwatro na. Saglit na lang at lulubog na rin ang araw~

Pero naglaba pa rin ako. Ginabi na ako sa paglalaba hanggang malagyan ko na ng hanger lahat ng damit. Gumagamit ako ng stick sa pagsasampay. Tatlong damit na lang.

Dalawang pantalon na lang.

~Yung huling pantalon, isasampay ko na eh.. kaso nahulog ko pa sa aquarium. Nagkatsunami at natutong lumipad ang mga goldfish!

Beautiful!

Letter To My Future Better Half

“I just read a letter today. Someone’s letter for someone he hasn’t met yet. Someone who may not exist. Someone just like you. I thought you could have written one for me so I have written one for you just the same.” ~ Fauxx’ Unsent Letter to Someone From the Future

Yo,

I thought of using “My Destiny” or “Dear Better Half” as greetings but I think it’s overkill.

It’s 1:46 in the morning and I really need to sleep so let’s make this a quick informal one. But first again, I should be sleeping right now (yeah, I have to emphasize that I should have been sleeping at this time of the night) but this little voice inside me whimpers that I have to write something for you before I put myself to slumber.

So real business mode.

I am in ‘the’ state of wishful thinking that you’ve already found me. I imagine that while I walk the dim-lighted street every night, you are somewhere stalking me ~ hiding behind every lamp post I passes while I whistle a Canon in D. You know about me already and I, on the other hand, don’t know that you exist yet.

I don’t know. Maybe not.

But I can’t also deny the probability that I already found you long ago. I may have bumped on you while I walk my way to the university. I may have said sorry but you didn’t care. Still, I knew it was you because I felt ‘it’. I felt something that is unknown to me not until I met you. It was that unique feeling–that I happen to feel only to you amongst the hundred people I already knew. 

But then again, I could be wrong.

Because you are actually my childhood playmate who knows my childhood dreams. You and I played a lot and shared humongous wall of memories. That I need not search the world because you are just a house away from me. How could I miss that one important sign that it was you all along? And all my wasted time searching, I should have wasted on you.

But again, on the nth time, this theory is wrong.

I may have found you already or I haven’t yet but I still believe in the idea that You and I will meet someday (again). With this presumption, I can really go to sleep now ~because who knows, I’ll be meeting you later tonight in a scenario I haven’t thought of yet. If that happens, please remind me that it is you I am searching for.

But of course, I won’t believe you just like that.

Bakit Madilim ang Kalangitan sa Pagsapit ng Gabi

Isipin mo ha~ kung ang kalawakan ay walang hanggan at ang mga bituin ay nagkalat sa bawat dako ng unibers, nararapat lamang na maliwanag ang kalangitan sa tuwing sasapit ang tagdilim.  Yung tipong magmumukhang binudburan ng diyamante ang langit na may pagkakaiba sa liwanag ng tanghaling tapat.  (Teka, tinatagalog ko yung sinusulat ko at di pa tapos. Wag OA. Mehehe.)

If the universe is infinite and the stars are just scattered everywhere the cosmos, then the luminous matter around the space and the universe should completely light up the dark sky of the night. It should have been like the morning sky but with hues differentiation of luminosity and sparks and spots. Moreover, light should have enough time to reach our planet considering the age of the Earth, of the Stars around us, and of the Universe.

If the universe is too old and the stars live up to millions of years and light travels at the speed humans can’t comprehend, then the photons lurking the universe should have reached our galaxy right from this very moment. And for that matter, we should have been enjoying the vast Christmas light offered by plasmas of each celestial being a couple of light years away from us.

And there should have been no dark night sky. Tonight should be a different one because I believe otherwise.

Of course, I am wrong, yet again. And thanks to Tony Darnell.

Eureka on Dad’s Notebook

Proposition:  my joy,

Since i could not avail myself with any opportunity i then could only writtenly express myself to you… for occasion seems to be hostile to the intention which i have longed to impart.  Also, sometimes a feeling of hesitation comes within me for i could foresee the consequences of this revelation, if, by chance, you’ll take this act of mine as a mere joke of my love ventures.  Nevertheless, to keep this instinctive emotion only by myself will no doubt lead me to nowhere.

In the past years of my life, never have i known a person of such character as you have.  i’m very proud to have met a person like you.  In a manner of speaking, it seems to me that i have already known you for a very long period of time, even if we have met and have known each other for only a short period, ago.

…it may be surprising but i think i’m in love with you… i don’t just think that i am in love with you but i know and i am certain that i do.  this must be surprising to you, but it surprised me also when i came to think that i was missing you than what i shoud have felt naturally.

Very surprising indeed.  But isn’t love very noble? to fall in love is not to like someone for her brains or beauty alone but it is in its true sense – self giving which is primarily based on trust and understanding.

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**This is composed by my Dad, probably, when he was on his teenage years. I guess nineteen years of age or probably early twenties. I really do not know. Grammars are not edited to preserve originality of what my Dad wanted to express to the recipient/s of this letter. I found his notebook while cleaning the house years ago.. Didn’t tell him about it and up until now, I claimed it to be my possession. He probably didn’t know until today that I do have his three notebooks, and I am not going to tell him anyway. It was weird, back teenage years, I also do not capitalize my ‘I’ when writing.. And yes, this isn’t a letter for my Mom. I asked Mom if this was for hers, she said it’s not. She said it’s for my Dad’s ex. Mom’s answer is without jealousy and envy.. So probably, that’s what love is. Self giving, trust and understanding.

Creative Writing 101: Sunset

Describe a sunset as viewed by a character that is in bliss; describe the same sunset but this time as seen by a character that is in gloom.

A mixture of blood and smoke scattered beyond the vast firmament of
heaven.. Dispersed in malformed glorious clouds; half part is
sprinkled in snow and the other part of wine and of rubies and of
sunflowers. Celestial lavishness corrupts me. Stars reach me.  I
closed my eyes. And still, I see hues and phantasm. I am in bliss.

The dusk, a thief, stole everything. It painted the sky selfishly.
Smothered the sun with something heavy. With something so heavy, it
decided to free its fall and be swallowed by the sea. As the sun
slumber on its grave, the night cloaks the earth and my vision
darkened. It was gloomy.

While reading a book at a library slash book store, I came upon a creative writing composition. It has lots of exercises and tips on creative writing. One of the exercises include fleshing out a stranger you have seen the first time. Compose stories about that stranger and why he is on that place. And a lot more exercises. While at work, I answered this exercise where I have to describe the same sunset as seen by a happy and a sad person for five minutes (squeezing my writing ability to its boundary in a time constraint manner). Next time, I’ll try this creative writing again with different rules, probably two street dogs making love from a child’s perspective and an old guy’s perspective.. Probably or probably not. It depends.

Wander To the Moon and Back

I would turn on the radio, search for a classical or a mellow station. I would close the lights and lie on my bed. I would look into the ceiling until my mind travels somewhere place. Slowly, ‘that’ part of me is drifting away. Wandering aimlessly to a portion of space. Whatever surrounding me becomes intangible. The light and darkness and every colors become haste. Then a phantasm of surreal objects emerges. Time ticking and I no longer hear the music.. I no longer feel my bed.. I was drawn-out away from my room.

 

I am Nowhere.

Believe me, when you are already on that ‘nowhere place,’ it’s dang hard coming back to reality. But why would you dare escape a realm so serene and pacific? For a minute, I won’t allow myself to leave that enchanted place.

But for another minute, I will argue with myself.

I have to get back to my reality, as this place was not meant to be mine. I shouldn’t even be here in the first place. Little by little, it becomes dark. Slowly, I would feel my back lying on my bed. The volume of the radio getting clearer.. Coming back into my senses, I would realize I am on that familiar place, my bedroom.

I would find myself staring at the ceiling.. and I’ll ask myself again for the thousandth times, ‘why did I return?’

Are There People Like Me Out There

Dear Mr. Nonsense:

One windy afternoon of November 28, 1996, while I was holding a bunch of newspapers, I felt an electric-tingling sensation on my hands. I got dizzy for some seconds and almost fell on the floor. The next thing I knew, all the newspapers I am grasping started to burn. Cloaked in shocked, I threw them away at once. The papers were completely burned leaving ashes on the floor. That is my first experience of a defied-law-of-physics phenomenon. Yes. There was nothing to trigger the fire. No air substance and no friction force to combust and inflame the papers.

It was weird. It was cool. And I am just 10 years of age that time.

I thought that that would be the last bizarre thing that will happen in my life not until I reached sixth grade. On my 12th birthday, I was able to burn trees. Those trees are dang alive literally. They change places.  They could speak. And they are going to kill me. The trees’ roots were able to pierce the ground cutting whatever is standing above its confined territory. I gawk at one tree and a root penetrated through the soil. I was able to dodge the attack but it cut through my left shoulder. I was frightened. I was in total fear. I felt the ground is shaking and I knew more roots are going to cut and slash me.  If those roots come up again, there is no possibility that I will survive the attack. I looked at the trees again, I wish for a moment that they would disappear. I hope that someone would vanquish them.  I want them to leave me alone.

I stared at the trees with terror in my eyes. Then I looked at my own blood, and glanced back at the trees again.

I glanced back– wanting the trees to vanish. Vanish in an instant. And much to my surprise, they began to burn. They are being flamed and the fire seems like a parasite eating up those creatures. I could hear the trees screamed with echo roaming the forest.  

Then comes total silence. And their ashes were woven by the wind.

I know. I burned those trees by merely looking at them. But what matter most is that I am saved.. but for this time only. Still, I was confused, disheveled.

 

All I am certain is that I am scared of my newfound power.

I remain,