Saturday, June 28, 2008

Verses for Silence

(NOTE TO READER: These poems were composed over these past weeks in lieu of straight-up ranting prose over all the shit that has happened over, yes, these past weeks. Each one corresponds to and is dedicated one real Other human being. Kudos to you if you understand some of them, or if, God forbid, you understand them all, and are therefore aware of all the said shit. Kudos to you if you find out you are dedicated to too. Welcome to the shit.)

PROLOGUE

Darkness no one hears

As it settles, a black blanket

Over the mountain

A world of renaissance cattle

Trapped within each other’s nuances

Fenced into their own awkward poetries

Suffering with the silence

Suffering in the silence

I: SADNESS WORDLESS

Sadness wordless

Even more deafening than the million

Millions of enthusiastic screams

For attention

For contention

For competition

But now, nothing,

(For contemplation?)

But mere echoes, bouncing

Off the walls of a heart, beating

For more noise than what it can make

II: A MOUTH, CLOSED

A mouth, closed

Is replaced by an open body

Sweeping sweeps and flicking flicks

Replacing nouns and verbs

Who, then, knows the meaning?

Certainly not our mere eyes

Both ears on the wordless mud

All the while thinking, maybe yes

Yes, maybe you do

Or, maybe even, did?

III: DOWN HIGH IN PEDESTAL CITY

Down high in Pedestal City

Is where the folks live

Lives separate yet inseparable

From the ramble of the rabble

Which the folk talk about

Yet never talk to

IV: YOUR PRINCE IS NOT A PRINCE

Your prince is not a prince

But a frog

Maybe, a prince among frogs

But still a frog

Ergo, victim to all the froggy impulses

Befitting the slimy little amphibian

That licks its way in the world

After getting licked, do not get licked

Not anymore, hopefully

V: A WHITE FLAG? YOU ASK

A white flag? You ask

Yourself, among everybody

Drowning in a soup of paranoia

While trying to navigate the

Sincerity of a wired, wily vixen

This, simply, is too much gossip, girl

You know I know you know I love me

You know I know you love yourself

But do you know if I love what you love?

XOXOXO

VI: ÜBERMENSCH

Übermensch

Needs neither diva

Nor prima donna

To hinder the flight

Towards perfection

Übermensch

Wants neither foe

Nor friend

To hinder the descent

Towards contentment

But Übermensch

Is still perplexed by the question

Of what you are you really too

EPILOGUE

Silence is not silence

But a scream

For more screams

posted by Ocnarf @ 10:13 PM   0 have spoken

Statistics, my foot

Whoever started this was either bored as hell, or desperately wanted to get laid. Maybe even both.



Statistically speaking, unless you are a total hermit, a social retard, or ugly as a putrid bum, there is at least one person in your multiply network that has a crush on, wants to date you, wants to sleep with you or simply just wants to kiss you. So... let's play "No Guts, No Glory!"

The rules are simple.

1. If you want to date the person who posted this, send a Personal Message, not a reply to this post, saying "Coffee?"
2. If you have a crush on the person who posted this, send a Personal Message saying"You're hot!"
3. If you just want to sleep with them & stay friends, send them a message that says "Nice shoes!"
4. If you simply just want to kiss the person who posted this, send a Personal Message saying, "I do!"

SCARED?

The only rule is that, you must not make anyone who sends you a personal message feel stupid for feeling that way about you. Acknowledge. Say thank you. Move on.

IF YOU'VE READ THIS, YOU HAVE TO REPOST THIS, EVEN IF YOU'RE TAKEN & see who replies.

SO... re-post this as "No Guts, No Glory", as it doesn't matter if you're married, in a relationship, or single.

You opened it so you HAVE to repost it! A test of your bravery!

posted by Ocnarf @ 9:40 PM   0 have spoken

Rant: Bad Trip

Woke up at around 10am, starving. Decided to grab something to eat at Jollibee before taking the HM bus to Cubao. Waited ten minutes for one Tuna Pie. Was doing okay in the bus, until a big guy that smelled like sweat and cigarette smoke sat beside me for the remaining hour of the trip. Head hurt, so I still tried to sleep. Almost missed my stop in the process. Walked to the FX terminal, sat down and waited a hour for the vehicle to leave, partly thanks to a stupid couple who were, over several minutes, hesitating to ride because they would have to be not beside each other. Found out that the FX people raised the fare by ten pesos, throwing my budgetting off track. Old man at the back grumpily demanded to be dropped off at the small space between Sta. Lucia and Robinson's Metro East, which turned out to be an illegal spot. FX driver got caught and, with shaky hands, handed over his license to the cop. By the look on his face, cop wasn't going to be returning the license anytime soon, so driver apologized, refunded our fares, and asked us to get other rides. Decided to take another route, just in case my luck turns out to be better. Jeepney's brakes failed right before reaching my stop, with me walking the remaining few meters. Boarded a Tanay-bound jeep so that I can get off right in front of our street, which was thankfully not as eventful as the preeding ones. All in all, a trip that, in addition to being really exhausting, usually takes two and a half hours, takes almost four hours. Arrived home, plopped down on sala couch, and slept the afternoon off.

On a lighter note, though, I finally heard the Tagalog versions of "Low" and "Umbrella" I've been hearing so much about.

posted by Ocnarf @ 8:21 PM   0 have spoken

Friday, June 13, 2008

I'm too happy to make one of those emo-introspective "I'm one year older" posts...

... Instead, I want you to play a memory-meme (well, it SOUNDED catchy) game with me.

(repost from too-many-people-to-mention's blogs)
If you read this journal, even if I don't speak to you often, post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want. (Important)
It can be good or bad, just so long as it happened. (More important :D)
Then post this on your journal too! (Most important XD)
Please, even if you don't really feel like it. Think of it as a really pretty gift. Or a stuffed panda toy. Pleeeeeeeeease.
Mwahug. :D

posted by Ocnarf @ 7:23 PM   0 have spoken

Sunday, June 01, 2008

Randall Munroe is a genius

Yet another XKCD gem. Am really relating to this one, despite my severe lack of sleep these past days.

posted by Ocnarf @ 6:38 PM   1 have spoken