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You're the Jester,
of this modern day 16th Century,
and I'm your marotte.
And playing with me is your latest craze.

You wear your rugged, stained dress,
And it symbolizes the friction between us,
and continues to show me how this Physics works,
how the Physics that this love has to be put to a stop.

You hold me with your choking grasp,
and it's as if i'm in need of air,
because of your tight grip.
Only because that this wasn't meant to be.

God have mercy on us,
we are a silly couple,
who keeps this going on and on,
even if all hope seems to be lost.

Throw me into the ground,
Make your fellow jesters stomp on me,
burn me and make me feel my failure.
I will have scars to remember you by.

You cannot play with human emotions,
nor play with the human heart,
but that's what you do,
what you do to I, your marotte.

But this is how we collide,
and how we co-exist,
in this modern day 16th Century world of yours,
oh Jester, oh my love.

but in this bright future,
Someday someone will pick me up,
And I will reflect on the color,
the color of true happiness.

I only hope,
that I am the only toy you threw,
not the old play things,
that you used to throw as a child.

Dedicated To President Aquino

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As I blog right now, the mass dedicated to Cory Aquino is being conducted. Kris Aquino has just finished her speech about her great mother, and I want to dedicate this post to Mrs. Aquino and her brave husband, Ninoy.(credits to the link for the picture)

"The Filipino is worth dying for." - Ninoy Aquino

Twenty-Three years ago, Two Million Filipinos converged in Quezon City, EDSA area to overthrow Marcos' Regime. It took three days of mass support at that area to achieve. Jaime Cardinal Sin and Cory Aquino were there to lead the Filipinos despite having threats to get shot and killed by the marines.

What I have realized in a short statement:



Even though I had not lived to see Cory at her peak in time, I have come to realize that I should be at my best with peace and with other people. It's not much but it has inspired me. Inspired me to do better as a person with the few days I have on this earth. Love for country, for justice, for people. The applause she received twenty three years ago still rocks our ears and the hollows of Manila Cathedral

We will miss you Cory. Truly. Salamat.

This dream will always be a dream.

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"but I was never told about the sorrow"

It seems this dream will stay as it is,
you and i know that our sleep only
covers the distance between us,
but this dream will always be a dream,
and I can only imagine all things beautiful
of what could've happened in our crossing paths.

I'm drowning in my own thoughts,
pictures painted of you and I together
have only distracted me from what
I should really be doing;
living the reality
that I will not share my life with you.

This dream will always be a dream,
your simple and beautiful smile
denies the physics and the equations
of false truths that this feeling
of falling in love is not true.
I can only live wandering on, and on.

Is it too complicated?
Is it too much for you?
Why? Why did this have to happen?
What is the reason, the exact purpose of this?
All of these questions, maybe left unanswered.
This dream may always be a dream,
but only one thing is certain.
Tonight, I will dream of you.