"Sira pa ba 'yung MRT?"

minsan ayos lang naman magmarunong... pero dapat kaya mo rin panindigan kung mapahiya ka man dun.

eto ang nangyari sa'min ng kaibigan ko.

hazel: nako, pa'no 'yan pupunta akong u.p. bukas makakapasok ba ng u.p.?
ako: ah, oo naman. tinanggal naman nila yung mga nakaharang na puno.
hazel: ah okay buti naman.
ako: teka, hindi ba sira yung mrt?
hazel: ah talaga? nako, hassle!
ako: hmm e di bus ka na lang?
hazel: hindi ko alam pa'no.
ako: hmm jeep?
hazel: pa'no at saan?
ako: hmm nako. hindi ko sigurado pero meron kasi jeep sa'min na diretsong UST na.
hazel: taga-san ka ba?
ako: commonwealth. okay not helping. *tenen! strike one!* hehe. eh kung LRT kaya?
hazel: aling LRT?
ako: pareho. baba ka lang ng katipunan ng LRT2 tapos jeep papuntang u.p.
hazel: onga, yun yung way ko.
*tenenen! strike two!*
ako: aaaaah. haha okay. edi MRT. (take note, kakasabi ko lang na baka sira yung MRT. haha)
hazel: hindi ako sanay sa MRT
ako: madali lang yung MRT. punta ka lang ng taft station. kaya lang hindi ko alam pa'no papunta ng taft station
hazel: ah taga-taft ako.
*tenenenen! strike three!*
hindi na'ko makaisip ng iba pang paraan. kaya nagtext na 'ko at tinanong kung sira ba 'yung mga tren.
text ng isa pang friend: hindi sira yung LRT at MRT
*tenenenenen! jackpot!*

ayun naman pala eh. pinroblema pa pa'no pupunta ng u.p. hindi naman pala sira. :P

To hold these stinging cold bars

in hopes of having that morsel heat of the sun

To get my feet stand on the piercing broken pieces of glass

just to get a glimpse of the rising of the sun.

Will i ever see beyond the darkness of this cell?

will this ever make sense as i put myself to every inch of pain?

How will things turn out to be?

As i swim my way to denial...

There is so much to learn about

so much to realize and accept

in the end i ask

"is this what's really bound to happen?"

Bring me to my senses

that i may see i shouldn't be a captive of my own desires.

blind me from the things of this world

So i can see clearly through this parody.

So i can escape from this suffocating universe.

---let my faith go beyond

beyond the deception of reality.

Let me come to my senses and be at Your feet

that i may see through the mist

of vagueness

that i may never forego

of the happiness

i once embraced.

To know that this

is not one of the

gleaming light

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How else will I do this,
if not through You?
Why else will I do this,
if not for You.
Lord Jesus, teach me to forget about myself.

Exhibit #10: buried

the sand won't hold me back

laugh.

learn.

live.

seek for Him

g h e i a q e t s c q e d g s a p d n s a d p c e t g s h j k s s e d t d c e s e g v e s a d g e d v r f y e y d e j d e e q r a e w d d o u g n e n d i e c p ow i s d o m to know Your will s d e d e s e q s d e q a g h e i t u d n e b s t u e h s i e n c a h e o d k e n s y w h t h g o w a p d k c m e s s k d k w o d t r u s t in You d e d z e p i o r d s t g d c m i n p e k d k w n e i d h a b d k e o s t i d u s n d i e s a s k d u e n s c i e k s l d p o q h d n s k c l d e o s l e s k e l s i e o s h e b s k d i e h d k s i e h s i k e k s o e k e k d d s dH I M k s o q p d b c k e o s k d i i e k s s a j u t u e i s n d c q y w o p t p a g h s e i t u s h n e t i e o s p q p e k t i e s n d i g i e t e h s l a p w i d i e k d c k d o e i t h s l e o s n d i o e t s h d k e o t d k s l a s p s s e i t n s k e s k d o s s e e w d n e strengthen my faith u e s e t s e s d e d s e d p c o u r a g e to do Your Will e e s z e t d z e p i t d i e s c k e k d l e o s n n e s o d d e o s e t d c e s e d i s d e d g e s d g e s i e d e g h t d s a d p e d c e e t i d h e l p m e d d k e s e p d k e k t k d i d k e k k e s e p o d g u e s n d s k e i t d y n c n s k e x r e b c v i e p e ot i s j e n c y t u w e h s y e u t d j e n s j k e d e k d e s k d k e e i k s e e d c e w i d k e k d s t r e n g t h to fulfill Your will j e d c e c e o k g h e i a e d q e t s c q e d g s a p d n s a d b s t u e h s i e n c q a g h e o q p d b c k k d l e o s n d e s e o c e

they don't hear you
and they won't hear you.

shadow

i hide behind the shadows of joy
as i try to free myself from grief.
in this darkness i feel the security
from the surreptitious whispers
of the cold wind to my ears.
there's satisfaction from sitting on this corner
even if i am confined in so little place.
this is my haven of security,
my comfort zone,
my home.
But even as i occupy the whole of the space,
it is as empty as my heart is.

I seek for warmth in the midst of darkness
yet it brings me nothing but cold touch.
and the light came upon me,
touched me with such tenderness
and blinded me with so much truth
--- freedom beyond human wisdom.
to be free from this captive gravity
to be free from this chain of comfort and pleasure
and be embraced by truthful struggle and pain.

How could i have missed this?
looking for so much profound disguises,
and decoding the symbols here and beyond,
i failed to see the obvious
in its utmost simplicity.

it was like reliving a memory i've been keeping for so long.