his very first silence: en echo of an unheard lie
from a birthday party. a party where everybody was made happy.
where everybody came home, in one way or another, with a bounty.
he was giving away his own won prizes. he knows now how to remember.
he knows now whom to remember. his favorite is not whinnie but tigger.
once, i had been very agile and coordinated yet forever goofy in character.
my favorite is donald duck but i associated myself to that talking dog better.
a big, big laughing smile, take a look at what he handed to his very own father.
why? would you not pick too what you yourself prefer to give to the receiver.
to his beloved uncle, my beloved brother, he gave his only other key chain tigger.
oh that other dog that cannot talk but still funny
Ah, Pluto, well, Pluto is Hades and Hades is agony
Don't worry don't worry he is still very happy
Oh and why the hell not? He is still in Disney!
so now then i will have to go on on another matter
from the back of a battery, pick just one character
mickey or goofy, another set of a twinned partner
the mouse or the dog, there was no loser nor winner
what had been left behind, my own preferred sticker
ah life is sweet.
i love this life.
dualities. cyclical nature, cyclic path
altered perceptions. untiwisted twisted logic
is this another world or just another rambling
are these just released drafted posts or
real confessions. well, this is the world i create for you.
a world of thruths as had been presented by me
a world of truths as to be accepted by you
welcome to my world
welcome to your world
to the world i have created just for you
Friday, January 26, 2007
fourteen hours down memory lane .
silence...
roads, names, places in my time. songs. messages from distant worlds. entriess from four journals, no five.
there were only three itineraries for the day: pick up my fifth heart from the light of the world;
pick up new things that can be had for my life; pick up and bring back things in the past so that my life transfer to a new home.
here. now. my fifth heart and i took a very short drive home. a gift of yugi-yo cards. the exchange of gift by hearts. a treasure for a treasure. as i had wanted it to be. first itinerary accomplished.
a drive thru. a phone call. a request to call a bank. a character in a movie. the dentist's mother. a person without faith on her son. an sms msg. near greenbelt not at greenbelt.
traveled edsa near guadalupe. an exchange of sms msgs. a person who brought me pain many a times is the one still faithless in me. a song in my head a whiter shade of pale. i confirmed my blind faith on another. my heart was torn. edsa, the highway where, i, for now, parted ways with a friend i have slain in the heart. a fourth heart once turned away to save from myself. and, now, again.
cubao. near alimall, a former home unacknowledged. two banks, no three. the first a grade school account transferred here. a short-life saving long ago closed and a revived business account invested by the foot of a distant mountain. an sms msg. a msg form tinkerbell to "peter". the second and third banks a gateway to a painful dark corner of my past - a memory of a strayed cat i once cared for and loved in an unacknowledged home. a second heart.
e. rod. ave. st. lukes. st. lukis-lukis. banawe a route to a school. espana chilhood labors as a delivery "man". helen still so faraway from troy. yet faraway from my sunrise.
another name for UDMC? a strange beautiful melody and Yvilines of St.Forget .traveled the streets of my childhood. mts. mayon and kanlaon. a story of a school and a church of our lady. six-am daily masses. an innocent blind faith. an early rite of passage.
thinking of aquariums- cylindrical glass pillars. broken memories of broken glasses. through another song by annie lenox i walk. a lamentful passage from the Book of Job. First heart. Transported back to a forgotten dimension. Araneta Ave, Astral Bldg. Located infront of Funeraria Nacional . I stared death blindly in the face. My hell-hole home. The first and third embraced while dancing on my already trampled heart. The flight of the hatched monsters. The twin names of one serpent. head swallowed tail to stay as one as one being is split in half. the ascent of abaddon from his hell-hole.
a line from a very funny movie - memories bring pain. to forget is a blessing - Two happy songs: Kung-Fu fighting; Do the Hustle. There was in the first but i came to do the second.
crafts and and brick a bracks. glass pillars sighted but smaller. walked passed by all of them humming tunes. candle holders. then a song in my head, autumn leaves. somewhere in a glass articles shop a tinkling of bells. more autumn leaves. bowls of designs. a bowl in violet. a twin of twin geckos with twin tails. a world of duality. dualities within dualities within dualities. an exponential jargon of the universe. a dichotomy of thoughts. a small treasure chest sits on a bigger one. a deliberation on mirror mosaic set on a white door with rusty hinges. hagglings. a phone call. no deal.
gold stars, moons and suns on a blue field. tiles and plates . . .
TBC
fourteen hours down memory lane
a lifetime journey, a very short trip
the story of my soul told by my heart
a story told to no one but to my life
to you
to me
this is my world
a world i create just for you
for you and i are one
for you and i are the same
for there is no you and i
because there is no you and i
because here
there is no you
and here
there is no i
roads, names, places in my time. songs. messages from distant worlds. entriess from four journals, no five.
there were only three itineraries for the day: pick up my fifth heart from the light of the world;
pick up new things that can be had for my life; pick up and bring back things in the past so that my life transfer to a new home.
here. now. my fifth heart and i took a very short drive home. a gift of yugi-yo cards. the exchange of gift by hearts. a treasure for a treasure. as i had wanted it to be. first itinerary accomplished.
a drive thru. a phone call. a request to call a bank. a character in a movie. the dentist's mother. a person without faith on her son. an sms msg. near greenbelt not at greenbelt.
traveled edsa near guadalupe. an exchange of sms msgs. a person who brought me pain many a times is the one still faithless in me. a song in my head a whiter shade of pale. i confirmed my blind faith on another. my heart was torn. edsa, the highway where, i, for now, parted ways with a friend i have slain in the heart. a fourth heart once turned away to save from myself. and, now, again.
cubao. near alimall, a former home unacknowledged. two banks, no three. the first a grade school account transferred here. a short-life saving long ago closed and a revived business account invested by the foot of a distant mountain. an sms msg. a msg form tinkerbell to "peter". the second and third banks a gateway to a painful dark corner of my past - a memory of a strayed cat i once cared for and loved in an unacknowledged home. a second heart.
e. rod. ave. st. lukes. st. lukis-lukis. banawe a route to a school. espana chilhood labors as a delivery "man". helen still so faraway from troy. yet faraway from my sunrise.
another name for UDMC? a strange beautiful melody and Yvilines of St.Forget .traveled the streets of my childhood. mts. mayon and kanlaon. a story of a school and a church of our lady. six-am daily masses. an innocent blind faith. an early rite of passage.
thinking of aquariums- cylindrical glass pillars. broken memories of broken glasses. through another song by annie lenox i walk. a lamentful passage from the Book of Job. First heart. Transported back to a forgotten dimension. Araneta Ave, Astral Bldg. Located infront of Funeraria Nacional . I stared death blindly in the face. My hell-hole home. The first and third embraced while dancing on my already trampled heart. The flight of the hatched monsters. The twin names of one serpent. head swallowed tail to stay as one as one being is split in half. the ascent of abaddon from his hell-hole.
a line from a very funny movie - memories bring pain. to forget is a blessing - Two happy songs: Kung-Fu fighting; Do the Hustle. There was in the first but i came to do the second.
crafts and and brick a bracks. glass pillars sighted but smaller. walked passed by all of them humming tunes. candle holders. then a song in my head, autumn leaves. somewhere in a glass articles shop a tinkling of bells. more autumn leaves. bowls of designs. a bowl in violet. a twin of twin geckos with twin tails. a world of duality. dualities within dualities within dualities. an exponential jargon of the universe. a dichotomy of thoughts. a small treasure chest sits on a bigger one. a deliberation on mirror mosaic set on a white door with rusty hinges. hagglings. a phone call. no deal.
gold stars, moons and suns on a blue field. tiles and plates . . .
TBC
fourteen hours down memory lane
a lifetime journey, a very short trip
the story of my soul told by my heart
a story told to no one but to my life
to you
to me
this is my world
a world i create just for you
for you and i are one
for you and i are the same
for there is no you and i
because there is no you and i
because here
there is no you
and here
there is no i
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
on the horizon
go then, i will wait for you
the flowers in the garden will mark your absence
and rejoice the day of your return
of my love, you are sure
so sure you can take it with you
cupped in the hands that you raise to your face
and if you need to, you can show it to the world
a world that couldn't begin to understand what lives
in an uncaring absent heart
that couldn't begin to understand
what a heart can truly feel
this is where i will wait for you
stealing imaginary kisses as time goes by
time, time cannot erase the memories and the desire
that you cup in the hands that you raise to your face
as you still think of me
through out your journey it will
lead you back to me
for i'll still be waiting here, dreaming
dreaming of your unknown whereabouts
picturing the scene you'll return
i dream
this is where i will wait for you
stealing imaginary kisses as time goes by
dream
a noise, the wind wakes me
and you're already here.
first posted somewhere else in the past
first posting 12/21/06
i'm here, now.
an aria in an aria
f. scwhartz
the flowers in the garden will mark your absence
and rejoice the day of your return
of my love, you are sure
so sure you can take it with you
cupped in the hands that you raise to your face
and if you need to, you can show it to the world
a world that couldn't begin to understand what lives
in an uncaring absent heart
that couldn't begin to understand
what a heart can truly feel
this is where i will wait for you
stealing imaginary kisses as time goes by
time, time cannot erase the memories and the desire
that you cup in the hands that you raise to your face
as you still think of me
through out your journey it will
lead you back to me
for i'll still be waiting here, dreaming
dreaming of your unknown whereabouts
picturing the scene you'll return
i dream
this is where i will wait for you
stealing imaginary kisses as time goes by
dream
a noise, the wind wakes me
and you're already here.
first posted somewhere else in the past
first posting 12/21/06
i'm here, now.
an aria in an aria
f. scwhartz
Thursday, January 4, 2007
starting all over again
Oooh and it's alright and it's comin' 'long
We got to get right back to where we started from
Love is good, love can be strong
We got to get right back to where we started from
Oh-ohhhhh
Do you remember that day
(That sunny day)
When you first came my way
I said no one could take your place
And if you get hurt
(If you get hurt)
By the little things I say
I can put that smile back on your face
Oooh and it's alright and it's comin' 'long
We got to get right back to where we started from
Love is good, love can be strong
We got to get right back to where we started from
A love like ours
(A love like ours)
Can never fade away
You know it's only just begun
You give me your love
(Give me your love)
I just can't stay away
I know that you're the only one
Oooh and it's alright and it's comin' 'long
We got to get right back to where we started from
Love is good, love can be strong
We got to get right back to where we started from
You give me your love
(Give me your love)
I just can't stay away
You know you're the only one
Oooh and it's alright and it's comin' 'long
We got to get right back to where we started from
Love is good, love can be strong
We got to get right back to where we started from
maxine nightingale
the scientist
We got to get right back to where we started from
Love is good, love can be strong
We got to get right back to where we started from
Oh-ohhhhh
Do you remember that day
(That sunny day)
When you first came my way
I said no one could take your place
And if you get hurt
(If you get hurt)
By the little things I say
I can put that smile back on your face
Oooh and it's alright and it's comin' 'long
We got to get right back to where we started from
Love is good, love can be strong
We got to get right back to where we started from
A love like ours
(A love like ours)
Can never fade away
You know it's only just begun
You give me your love
(Give me your love)
I just can't stay away
I know that you're the only one
Oooh and it's alright and it's comin' 'long
We got to get right back to where we started from
Love is good, love can be strong
We got to get right back to where we started from
You give me your love
(Give me your love)
I just can't stay away
You know you're the only one
Oooh and it's alright and it's comin' 'long
We got to get right back to where we started from
Love is good, love can be strong
We got to get right back to where we started from
maxine nightingale
the scientist
aren't we strong enough?
LOVE IS STRONGER FAR THAN WE
We tell ourselves
another season
We turn away
and find the reason
We close our eyes
to what we see
But love is stronger
far than we.
When we are close,
the world is singin'
And when we touch,
the moonlight is wingin'
And there's no way
to disagree
For love is stronger
far than we.
* When hearts are
meant for caring,
And lives are
meant for sharing,
Then we are joined
by destiny
For love is stronger
far than we.
Yes, we may say
another season
May say goodbye and
find the reason
But love decides
how things must be
For love is stronger
far than we ...
Love is stronger
far than we.
esther satterfield
We tell ourselves
another season
We turn away
and find the reason
We close our eyes
to what we see
But love is stronger
far than we.
When we are close,
the world is singin'
And when we touch,
the moonlight is wingin'
And there's no way
to disagree
For love is stronger
far than we.
* When hearts are
meant for caring,
And lives are
meant for sharing,
Then we are joined
by destiny
For love is stronger
far than we.
Yes, we may say
another season
May say goodbye and
find the reason
But love decides
how things must be
For love is stronger
far than we ...
Love is stronger
far than we.
esther satterfield
this is a world where you can read about me to get to know me.
this is a world that i create for you so that we may be together.
here is where i will wait for you. here is where i will stay.
this is a world that i create for you so that we may be together.
here is where i will wait for you. here is where i will stay.
forever in my here and now
this is my world.
my world of pain.
my world of i.
my world of you.
because only you will understand.
because you is who i am.
my gift for my ownself
my gift, a tribute to my life.
a life that i chose to live.
this life my only life.
my world of pain.
my world of happiness.
there is no more pain in me
this is a happy site.
honest!
welcome to the home of twins
of dualities
a world of altered perceptions
a world of just words
a world of just images
a world to other worlds
here. now.
nowhere
no place in time.
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