MrParachutist (Parasailing Penguin): May 7, 2013Today, I feel like I’m the loneliest human tracing this...

mrparachutist:

May 7, 2013
Today, I feel like I’m the loneliest human tracing this planet. I finally knew it why I don’t always choose to go in the waves of the crowd and I walk by the side. As in everytime, as if the routine is my sanctuary. It’s the spread of pain in my deep chest of disturbance - a reburst….


I always think about you when I listen to this song. 

'Cause this is how things ought to have been
And I know the worst of it wasn’t all that it seemed
Why can’t I dream
Why can’t I dream?


I can’t forget. And I’m still hanging for the thought, “did you ever care?”

Photo courtesy Vee Salazar

Retouching Monzour Umali


no matter what I say I, I’m not over you. :/


i just want to share this video to you. I’m just feeling down these days, and I find myself listening to this, like a resort. Hmm. hey! it’s your birthday. I know ur happy, already. :/ and I hopen, I could be, too. :) I just thought that I wouldn’t greet you in person, and you know i couldn’t resist it. :)) I miss you. I miss this. I miss blogging. and today, yes, this night, marks a year, year of foolishness. happy anniversary to my foolishness! ;) and to my cowardliness. : / for I broke my promise. baket nga ba, I failed to commit. yes, cuz I’m weak. who has a brave heart? never I had. never did I fight for you.. :/



MR PARACHUTIST: LAWISWIS

mrparachutist:

Filipino Version of “Watermarks” of Mon Umali

entry to “Be Mine” Poetry Reading of CAO, DLSL

and to be my personal reading to “Anima Poetika” CMMA, DLSL

Isang anghel, ilang pulgada sa likuran;

na nama’y isang aliw sa tanaw,

doon sa taluktok ng musmos na burol.

Ito’y panhik ng…


MR PARACHUTIST: CRACKS & DUST

mrparachutist:

The Metaphor of Letting Go

The palm has rusted the steel
as the fingers lit away from the grip;
On that hand flowed the tears
that the face could not speak;
Yet those glare calm the mind
but the chest blows like the faucet
and it gets frozen and cold;
Like…


“Watermarks” (an on the spot brain transcribing poem)

An angel inches from behind;

a virtual vision shrinking on the front;

afar on that innocent hill.

To climb the old dumb brave tree;

enticed by the gloss of a fruit forbidden by the heart

but for the sweet the tongue longs and desires.

But the feelings,

like the bees been whistling and the kite is shaking.

When ‘tis almost a thin touch that divides

before that face twists and turns away.


a forehead kiss on Flickr.

I’m really such a lame. I am breaking my promise, this sudden. I thought I can take it till the end, but it’s just that i am surrendering, giving up, escaping out of LOVE. I am letting you go. T_T so weird I’m doing it now. this moment. But I realized that yes, It’s the perfect feelings, the perfect person, the perfect place…but never the perfect time for me, I guess. I’m so weak. And you are that weakness in me. I just can’t handle the thoughts in me, bothering and cluttering in my head. I just want to make the GREAT ESCAPE, and see if that perfect moment comes for us..to meet again, with the mutual sparks in our eyes, if that destiny is really that one over us. I’m so sorry. maybe, I’m better off this way. Maybe, I just need to fix those broken pieces of me, until I’m ready..to purify my love..AGAIN. i_i


“I love you, not just for now, but for always, and I dream of the day that you’ll take me in your arms again.” 

— Nicholas Sparks (Dear John) 


GREAT ESCAPE

I’m really such a lame. I am breaking my promise, this sudden. I thought I can take it till the end, but it’s just that i am surrendering, giving up, escaping out of LOVE. I am letting you go. T_T so weird I’m doing it now. this moment. But I realized that yes, It’s the perfect feeling, the perfect person, the perfect place…but never the perfect time for me, I guess. I’m so weak. And you are that weakness in me. I just can’t handle the thoughts in me, bothering and cluttering in my head. I just want to make the GREAT ESCAPE, and see if that perfect moment comes for us..to meet again, with the mutual sparks in our eyes, if that destiny is really that one over us. I’m so sorry. maybe, I’m better off this way. Maybe, I just need to fix those broken pieces of me, until I’m ready..to purify my love..AGAIN. i_i


“I’ll open up and be your parachute. And I will never let you down.” —


“Let me be the one sharing the smiles and tears you cry.” —


I’m running out of thoughts to blog. ><