My oh my
I haven't been here for 2 years?
Seek ye the trails that leadeth to TERRAINCOGNITA - the 11th cycle!
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She lays on a grass cushion of thick green and observes a deep blue bowl of popcorn clouds that remain suspended in the air above her. It is one of those days that lie between her favorite overcast horizons and one of those times she would happily think of her little gazebo by the sea. She wears the most contented smile in the world as she touches on her favorite subject-him. She cries a little when she gets to that part where he had to temporarily say goodbye and promise to be back soon before the next full moon comes peeking through the thick layer of white memories. And she laughs a little when she comes to that part when he makes tiny revelations and minor misconceptions of her and her feminine nature. She gets a little excited as she gets to that part where she had to stand anxiously at the arrival area of the airport and see him there smiling back at her. And she gets overwhelmingly sad when she gets to that part when he forgets all the good things they have shard together and denies all the happiness he once claimed he felt while with her.
The endless reel of a love once lived, kept rewinding in her thoughts from start to finish... until she felt the skies rain down tears of sympathy on her dying hopes. She turned and looked and found no one lying next to her. She was alone under the rain... under the clouds that turned gray after a sorrowful absorption of her abandoned heart's sentiments.
It has been 3 long years. He has forgotten her.... and she is soon going to rest.
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The sheer draperies in her patio languidly danced with the moody breeze from the distant north. The night has fallen and she could see the moon slowly lay its face on gray pillows of vagabond clouds. She loves evenings like this. It makes her gladly gather all the memories that were laid to rot with the wrath of time, memories of the ancient him... memories she longed to recall with him.
The wooden dock over the still waters of the lake nearby is her constant refuge. She goes there every single evening and sits there while staring at the moon slowly rising high above. The moon knows her secrets and desires. The moon knows what she wants and comes down to fulfill her needs in his precious name.
He spoke about the moon with her many years past.He told her how much he sees her in it before every month renders its last quarter phase. He spoke of how the moon smiles at every whisper of her name and told promises he claimed would last forever.
Wherever they all went, only the moon knows about it now.
She sees beautiful waves in the sky. They are the moon's gift to her and hers to him.
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I ran outside and stayed under the rain. It hasn't rained since last year and I thought I just missed it coming on my face. The clouds are thick and the sun is hiding, but I know that today is the most special day of all . I have plenty of special days for different purposes, but today is the day when the ancient person of my heart came into the world for me.
The heavens are celebrating for him and not for me. The flowers break the monotony of the dark gray skies from a distance... they are for him and not for me. The cooler summer breeze blows ... still for him and not for me. This love I feel... is only for him and not for me
To the ancient person of my heart, to my one true love,
How I wish I am the one to see you standing behind your candles on your cake and I am the one who hears your silent wish today. I wish you can even hear my own wishes for you. All for you... and never for me.
Sarangheyo!
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There is a shadow on my curtain and a goblin on my lampshade. It is dancing on top of my bed and floating above my head. Its eyebrows, droop,... and its forehead, marked. It hangs itself upside down and spins across my mind so dark.
I turn my gaze from the floor to the windowpane and I see how the evening mist is trying to hoist the most unforgettable figure from my distant past... So intangible... and so visible
... yet only to my own eyes.
I am seeing his ghost!
He comes to me in different forms and haunts me every night and day.
I am not scared.
But my hands are trembling everytime they reach for him, and he suddenly disappears with every stroke of reality.
... He lives in my present and further through my future... but he is nothing but a memory and a figment of my imagination.
I don't want to open my eyes, see his face and not be able to touch him.
I don't want him to appear when the clock strikes 12 m.n. only to witness him quickly disintegrate with the moonbeam through my curtain.
I want him to linger with me ... only if he takes on a human form and a name that has constantly been spelled- out by the ancient drum in my heart.
Come to me... while I am sleeping.
So when I wake up... My life shall belong to you.
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I saw hills of green and a small gathering down the ravine. I was curious to see what was going on so I climbed down the steep hills and approached a long table were everyone was seated. There was no food on the table, nor a sign that people were having a party. Instead, I saw him sitting in the other end of the table. I went in front of him and without a word, he handed me a plaid blouse and a pair of shorts which appeared to be sewn by him. I knew he made them especially for me even when he never uttered a word about it. I looked at them and thought they were actually nice. Only sone thing I have noticed, the shorts were too small for my size. I gazed back at him and saw his eyes. They conversed with mine but I could no longer understand what he was trying to say in silence.
I woke up, and I tried to figure out what this dream means. My tears signified how much I miss him.
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I was staring at the horizons again today while seated at the Parasol, and I could think of nothing but the beautiful things in the past. I know they are beautiful to remember but they only make me sad because I miss them so much.
This is the first Valentine's Day that he has not called me and greeted me. I wish he will, even only in my dreams tonight.
Happy Valentine's Day, my love.
I want you to know that I never failed thinking about you anyway. Wherever you may be drifting now, my soul will always be for you. Sarangheyo
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Beautiful memories of him, are always in my head.
He has snatched the sun away from me, but I have stars to guide me through.
There are things I cannot deny and one of this is the fact that I love him and I always shall in my own little way.
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I was alone in a hut with him. The hut had two large windows. One was facing north and the other, west. He was hugging me from behind as we both stood there, looking at the tall plants and trees outside the window. The sky was dark and I was naked with so much love in secrecy... He wore a very white shirt and nothing else.
He said I shouldn't ask him questions as to why he is with me now for I already know that she is just where he left her. When he kissed me... I knew I was again in the same situation as before. His moments with me are happiness stolen from her.
I sensed there was a stranger observing us from outside. I began to feel conscious about those prying eyes that I had to ask him to go and shut the windows.
And as he did... he disappeared.
I woke up with tears in my eyes. I miss him so much now but there is nothing I can do to make him come back to me.
How cold has his heart become that he forgot every single thing about me? How much lies did he tell me that he no longer remembers his promises to me? How bad have I been that he thinks I deserved the last words he told me?
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You get to see everything from the moment you cast a smile on something he wrote, to the first flower you ever got from him, from the site of his pictures to the feel of his real face in your palms, from his mere description of himself to the first time you ever smelled his scent while he moved closer to you, from the first time you ever heard him say “I love you” to the very first moment you felt his lips press on to yours, from the moment he held your hands to the first time he ever made love to you.
The clock ticks away the minutes so rapidly. And for the first time you wanted to hold it back for you are afraid that he won't be in the next frame of your life anymore.
Then the last scene flashes before you, it contains events that you regret- That particular moment that you could ‘v erased if only you are miraculously graced with another five minutes of your life to live in the past. ..that moment when you had to end everything so abruptly.
Your fingers start to loosen its grip as your heart begins to slow down its pace. And as you ebb away, the more severe your longing for life becomes. You wanted to hold on to that last scene again. That moment you shared with him .. the moment that could’ve lasted longer if only you paid more attention to your heart.
The images grow hazier around you and as it does.. you begin to worry for you want to know what happens after you are gone. You want to find out how the world goes as you are being jettisoned from the great big vessel of life.
It makes you go wild to know that there is nothing else you could do now. As you struggle to save your last breath for the last dream you can ever create in your thoughts, your system begins to malfunction.
Now, your mind is drifting away from that place you once called your home.. to a place where you don’t recognize anyone or anything at all, a place where you won’t feel any grief or bliss.. neither tears nor laughter.. a place where there is no You nor Him.
Then you wait in patience as you approach a certain wormhole where you will be given a second chance to prove yourself worthy of an extended life. Your head aches as you wish harder for a new one you would entirely spend with him. But such is not happening.
Your mind zooms back into that last love scene again and you begin completing the story with more details, with more intense emotions, with bliss this time and not sorrow... with higher hopes and better dreams. With him again!
Memories begin to spin like rings within rings.. like spirals within circles, like twirling tops that move onto the never ending flow of striped lamps seen in every barbershop entrance, like a spinning record on a turn table … like the ripples that disperse as a pebble is dropped in a pond...like your reflection in his eyes and his in yours.
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If only the songs could bring him to me… I will sing a million of them.
If only I could hold him in my arms again ... I will be the Sri Vishnu.
If only my tears could lure him back to me … I shall cry an ocean
If “home” to him is where I am… Never again shall I travel far
If his reminiscences revolve around me … I shall be an ever spinning wheel
If he tells me he loves me one more time … Never again shall I break his heart.
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I wish i am now standing on a deserted roadside just after the rain and seeing the gray skies over the rocky coastlines. I wish I am in that place deprived of the presence of any other soul but mine. I wish i could feel that familiar cool breeze on my face as I walk towards the shore with a can of beer in my hand. I wish I am alone this very moment so I could release this never ending pain from within me. My soul is slowly dying. I am thirsty!
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Tires screeched as the car swerved to a sharp curve. With Roxane’s Veil on Vanessa Mae’s electronic violin, I could almost fly. With every crescendo, I could feel my heart swell underneath my ribcage. With every beating of the drum, I could almost hear the violent snapping of my veins that held my sanity together.
The wipers did little to clear the wind shield of the tears from the angered skies and the heater did very little in keeping my drenched body warm. The rain has left its residue on my disheveled hair, has dripped unto my face and has gladly concealed my grief.
My soul is dead!
I decided to stop at a deserted spot overlooking the vast stretch of pine-riddled road ahead of me - I had to think all alone.
"Love" and "Uncertainty" are such broad topics and I don't understand how I came down to them without having the intention of delving into them really.
I only wanted to talk about how I felt one rainy day and why I felt it. But for some reason, I couldn't put them all together in few words. When times like this happen, I leave everything till comes the time when I feel like talking about it again.
... till then
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I am standing at the edge of a wooden dock looking at the overcast skies underneath the waning phase of the moon. I could hear faint thunder roars a few seconds after the heaven’s electrical charges illuminate the tip of the mountain from a distance. I could feel the cold wind on my skin and all I could think of is the moon that’s so beautiful even at the last quarter of its August phase.
I always came to this little place in my mind as a child and now I am here to beg the god of the night skies like a child again.
“Let him hear me, oh Moon! Let him come to me and I shall divulge my soul’s secret- one that I have not disclosed to anyone other than you. Let the nimbus clouds give birth to him tonight and let him descend unto the terraincognita of my being. Let him be in me and I in him …let us be billions of light years away from the vanity of those who call themselves Christians”. Let us both live in perpetuity with “non-existence” … let us be free”
Bereave me of these…and my soul shall breathe its last!
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I gazed above the skies and this is what I saw- the remarkable manmade glory of ancient Kampuchea. I was standing at the peak of some high structure (i cant remember the name) waiting for the sun to set so I could witness what others would gladly travel halfway around the world to see. Indeed it was spectacular. The scene made my mind wonder. It made me finally find out for myself how the sun would call it a day in a place where he would be… this is how he sees everything above him.
So how in the world did I end up in Cambodia? This is not the first time I ever went places around the world. But there is something to this place...Something that makes me ask how I ever got so lucky to see the miraculous spectacle above me coupled with the sight of the most wonderful reason as to why I was glad to travel all the way from the Philippines to behold- The Ancient Owner of My Heart.
Like the temples in Angkor Wat and Angkor Thom that give Cambodia its remarkable resplendency, he emerges as the most striking symbol of extraordinariness, amidst the monotonous existence of mediocre Homo Sapiens Sapiens around me. He to me has descended directly from the temple of Zues and is the son of Aphrodite. And through the divine intervention of yet a more powerful supernatural being, he was given a human form to make me perceive who is now known to me as my soul mate.
This human form has been given an ethereal feature so that he exists for no one else but me ... and I alone!
And then I looked down again from where I stood and he no longer was there... He wasn't really there, for his mind has drifted far into a realm of my dying sun... And from where I stood, I have witnessed how the Asian sunset brought forth the twilight of our chapter together. And then... I could almost touch the darkness that would soon befall us!
But my soul never dies with the day - It only sleeps through the night to witness another morning. My mind runs through an endless circle of hope that sends forth our story to an ever spinning reel.
I am a far greater magician than the ones you have ever come to know for I can pull him out not just from under my sleeves. I can make my mind give birth to a million him so I can take all of him to the ends of my deathless world. I shall continually do this... for with him,
dusk never weeps in bereavement of the day gone past!
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by: Barbra Streisand
There’s no chill and yet I shiver
Theres no flame and yet I burn
Im not sure what im afraid of and yet I’m trembling
There’s no storm yet I hear thunder
And im breathless why?,… I wonder
Weak one moment then the next im fine
I feel as if I’m falling every time I close my eyes
And flowing thru my body is a river of surprise
Feelings are awakening I hardly recognize as mine
What are all this loose sensations?
What’s the secret they reveal?
I’m not sure I understand
But I like the way I feel
Why is it that every time I close my eyes he’s there
The water shining on his skin the sunlight on his hair
And all the while I’m thinking things that I cant wait to share with him
I’m a bundle of confusion
Yet it has a strange appeal
Did it all begin with him and the way he makes me feel?
I like the way he makes me feel!
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