simon b

the legend of the techno viking

isinusumpa ko

champorado

di kita papansinin

bat may asin

6.08

marinate me in your balsamic embrace...

mapalad syang nanuyo

nag may-ari ng yong puso

ako namay nangudngod

sa busilak mong pusod

miss, ito yata yung advice ng matandang nakainom sa ka-table nya:

dont look for romance... it will find you
there is no ideal man, so throw out the checklist
and go on dates...you'll know who to avoid after

and in case you meet someone who sweeps you off your feet...
look beyond the sweet smell, smart get up, nice car, steady job, 5 star dinners
and funny jokes
knowing a facade is easy if you use the brain instead of the heart

so much to learn from the young...

"kung di ka rin lang yummy, wag kang choosy"

go ahead and frolic in glory of your imagined greatness

 

 

true.

 

but on the other hand, is it too much to ask to avoid making the universe too crowded?

 

 

 

or maybe yeah. that is asking too much

a woman who knows herself, free from the tyranny of self importance, sure of her place under the stars will always shine through the clutter.

she can be the man's moon...or sun with dazzling rays

the brightest star in all the milky ways

a woman like that can say to her man...leave me, maybe i'll cry, but i will live...leave me and its your loss not mine

but men loyal to their wives exist.

maybe they are few but such creatures do exist.

just like there are women who are loyal partners

and some who are most definitely not.

on to topic: women must not, ever, think and demand that they be the center of the universe. specially of the man's universe. the nearest a woman can get is if she sticks close, intimately close, to a man's real center of universe - his balls

mahirap maging disloyal sa isang babae na open minded, trusting, understanding and...smart.

throw in an allergy to drama and would-be-keridas dont stand a chance. or maybe all they'll get is a fleeting glance

walang matimtimang birhen

sa marunong kumain

the pious one sits among the hedonists

as they watch the naked exhibitionists

spouting the immorality

of his friends infidelity

and so he ogles their ladies

and subdue his desire

halo on his head

and his balls on fire

iho, mukhang malakas ang appeal mo pero di alam dalhin.

dont say i love you if you dont mean it.

always come clean! sabihin mo kung taken ka na. kung payag pa din eh di lakas talaga ng appeal mo.

ngayon pag malakas loob mo pumasok sa gusot, dapat matuto kang lumusot.

besides, di mo naman kilala ng husto yung dream girl. malay mo namumutol yun!

yes. and no amount of pontification can change that.

would you like the facial treatment?

sad slow march to the abyss of nothingness

claudine claudine

ikaw ay nakakabitin

pakitang kang muli

o magparamdam

ngumiti ka uli

at ihagis ang bewang

upang ang hibang

ay malibang

malimutang sandali

ang mga utang

hotstud69 hot date tip #7

never forget the essentials:

flowers

chocolate

chloroform

duct tape

and then there's the case of the brown egg...

an empty shell that imagines a few consonants and two vowels make a philosophy

"Vegetarians, and their Hezbollah-like splinter faction, the vegans ... are the enemy of everything good and decent in the human spirit."

Anthony Bourdain

see you in hell,

girls

nr mc 0941

the roads i never traveled

the planes i didnt ride

the list i never wrote

before i vanish in the night

hindi lahat ng malandi

ay madali

makuha

at

maikama

3 paces south

go straight shut your mouth

ahead is an overhang

fulfill your calling...be dung

Ang huling alaala ko sa kanya ay nang isoli nya lahat ng cards, drawing at love letters na binigay ko. Lumuluha siya habang sinasabi na sinungaling daw ako.

Hindi. Totoo ang lahat ng sinabi at sinulat ko noong panahon na binigkas at inabot ko sayo. Lame ang sagot ko, alam ko.

Tinuruan ko daw siya paano ma-in love, turuan ko daw siya paano baliktarin yun. Sampung taon ang bata nya sa akin. Maaring ako nga ang nag-introduce sa kanya sa mga kamunduhan.

Ayaw sa akin ng magulang niya, ng ate nya at ng bunso nila. Ang kuya lang niya ang ok sa akin. Slow kasi at madali malasing.

Ang totoo pinsan ko ang crush nya. Mas gwapo, mas matangkad at mas magaling mag-basketball. Pero parang ang gusto ay siya ang ligawan. Ako naman ay pasensiyoso na noon pa.

At hindi madaling mag-give up. Sa edad niyang disi-otso at katawang pamatay kahit na nga hindi drop dead pretty, very desirable siya. At matiyaga ako pag gusto ko talaga ang isang bagay.

Mahigit nang 28 years ang nakakaraan nang lisanin ko siya at ang lugar ng nakaraan namin. Sumasagi siya sa isipan ko tuwing nagkakape ako sa umaga at nag-iisip ng kabulastugan, mga pangyayari na pinanghihinayangan

at mga bagay na 'paano kaya kung naging ganun'. Sa dalang ng dalaw ko sa lugar nila, ni minsan ay di ko siya nasilayan, na hindi ko naman talaga gusto. Pero nababalitaan ko naman ang buhay buhay niya. Tatlo ang naging anak at ofw ang asawa.

Medyo tumaba daw at may itsura pa din. Tukso ng ate ko, nagbibibihis at naka-make up madalas daw, na di naman niya ginagawa, simula ng malaman na pumupunta ako doon.

Kahapon, may nag text sa akin. Namatay daw siya. Di na nagising at naputukan ng ugat sa ulo dahil sa high blood.

Isang hugot na malalim at buntong hininga lang ang nakayanan kong tugon.

Habang buhay siyang magiging parte ng kape ko sa umaga. Sa hapon. At sa gabi.