Words of a predictable mind

this year was a whirlwind of indecisions.

the 1st quarter it was pen, paper, and OpenOffice. the 2nd quarter it was Nikon, Ubuntu, Luminance and Darkroom. 3rd quarter was InDesign and Photoshop. now it's Wordpress, vBulletin, cPanel, Joomla, and Bellstrike.

i really ought to settle down to just one career path. i mean, i'm not getting any younger nor is my health getting any better.

but sometimes life must not be lived the way it ought to be. countless ...

Ok-ok ra jud ang tambal sa biga.

A few minutes ago, as I was going down the stairs for my smoke break, three absolutely adorable cockroaches in a beautifully synchronized movement flew right at me. With the agility and reflexes of a drunkard, I snapped my head to the side to avoid them, effectively banging my head on the wall thus allowing two of them to land on top of my head.

I squealed like a pig in heat.

Amazingly, I managed to stop myself from swatting ...

I want to stop. See people again. For who they are, what they are. Not as blurs racing past, nor as mere mile markers in a Disneyfied journey.

I want to see the defiance in their eyes. That look of utter rage, as eloquent as classical poetry, as timeless as inherent anarchy.

I want to hear their songs. Songs of lament, songs of joy. Songs meant to move the immovable, touch the untouchable, conquer the unconquerable.

I want to taste the blood flowing in their ...

There is no such thing as the truth.

The world is flat; humans don’t need oxygen; and the earth is the center of the solar system. Dragons, the winged and fire-breathing kind, did exist. So did unicorns and care bears. Politicians never lie, they just want to be politically correct. Left-handed people aren’t really left-handed, it’s just an illusion of space and time. There is no such thing as the truth, for what is true for me may not be for you.

There is no such thing ...

Words, without fire, are meaningless. As empty, as bereft, as pointless as a vulture’s wail of lament.

Words are meant to move mountains, to shatter chains and break cages. When storms rage, words placate and soothe and invite serenity. When all else seems bleak and hopeless, words give strength and courage to face demons. When even the heavens cower in fear, words light the fire that drives away the shadows of despair.

Fortunate is he who gives way to the most passionate ...

I was once told that tact is for people who aren't witty enough to be sarcastic. Being the egoistic human that my friends proclaim me to be, I immediately searched the net for information about sarcasm so as to be among the witty few. Here are some things I found:

1. Wiki's take on sarcasm. Sarcasm is "a sharp, bitter, or cutting expression or remark; a bitter jibe or taunt",[1] usually conveyed through irony or understatement.[2] Most authorities distinguish sarcasm from irony;[3]

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*repost lang usa kay nagsuwat pa ko sa part 2 sa previous entry

None of us really dream. It's just an illusion that we choose to believe in to keep alarm clocks happy.

And why should'nt we? After all, alarm clocks define our existence, no matter how much we'd like to ignore them. They are a constant reminder of the mundane inanity called reality. They exist to give life some sort of perspective amid all the confusion of practicality and objectivity.

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