A Call to Arms

no..not this one!

      Gadgets, who among us who have none one of these? Maybe those vagrants on streets or those vagabonds that’s lost in their own universe, or maybe those unfortunates who live beneath the falling bride of this country or those who live in fear the native regions of Mindanao, but us?

from day 1

      Necessity is the mother of invention, and as the season changes so are these gadgets that make as gaga and craze over and over again. From telegraph to telephone, to cell phone now android phones are swarming our market like a plague that catches as off-guard, dying to have one of the latest. If necessity is the mother of invention then contentment is another question.

      Rapidly, I saw how we craze over the latest gadgets, 15yrs ago, you can count on your both hands those family who have cellular phone on their houses, 25yrs ago you can count on one of your hand those family who have a telephone in a town. Now, every member of a family has its own gadgets, and at times you can count in one of your hand how many gadget one has. From the first computer made, from windows ’94, ’97, 2000, vista, professional and from windows 7 to the new talk of the town windows 8, inventors and manufacturer’s really know how to tingle are minds and get us on our feet, sell our dignity for a small gadget.

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      Early this morning, a friend asks me to come over his school for a Boy Scout investiture, and there is one thing that I notice, most of those who are there are using tablets. I want to have one of those, as a gaming console for me and my baby. Maybe at times get a picture from its camera. But as much as possible, I would like to have my own camera, DSLR or not, I must have one of these.

      Though, a tablet has its own built in camera, it was never a synonym for you-won’t-need-a-real-camera. I mean, hell you have the dough to buy an APPLE IPAD2 or SAMSUNG GALAXY TAB, then why don’t you buy a real camera? Bragging rights? It’s not a cool thing to wag your 10’’ tabs all over the place like you’re a priest that’s holding the holy sacrament and telling the insipid crowd to vow down. Tablets are tablets; they are made as it is. Not a laptop or an SLR to capture a real life image.

who made this cover...steve jobs?

      Have you seen an I-pad with a cover or a casing to protect it from harsh element? Who ever invented it must have thought of it thoroughly, he was a genius! I mean, he created an accessory brilliantly. Why make an accessory that would cover the godly-apple-logo? Then there was the casing with a hole purposely place in front of the logo. There no use of a casing if you can’t tell the world HEY-LOOK-AT-MY-EFING-TAB! Kudos to you sir!

      I know, a facebook friend thought as that we need no SLR or a DSLR to capture image and be an instant photographer. We were only using camera phones at its limits together with our hearts and mind. Imagination and literature was our axes. Maybe they’re no photo enthusiast, and I’m just a dickhead mumbling on things I’m not associated to.

they must have lots of dough man...

      But maybe, a tablet has many more use than we can imagine. One can use it as a cover when it raining, or from the heat of suns raging fury at summer. Or you can use it as a weapon to smash anyone in the head! Or maybe try these cool guys from the US who made their i-pad a skateboard!

      If you’re reading this I urge you my friend to not only invest on show-off-gadgets, though having a tablet is a nice idea, pls. invest on a good camera to be used on kodakan-moments, in the end, we are still Filipinos who love to smile in front of the camera even when we’ve been hit by a level 5-superstorm, and you’ll find that pictures taken from a high def. camera always rocks! Tabs are gods in your hand, but it can never replace cameras, maybe for now.

sir, lets try hitting you with this and tell me if it hurts?

      

Worms of the Earth…

Rotten deep inside, we pretend to shine in a purpose called love.

Dark agenda rises as pretension cover up the hollows in our heart.

We see things on different perspectives.

We live on different objectives.

We act on different reasons,

for our heart changes, just like the season.

As my knee touches the floor,

you stood up and raise your heads as high as the sky.

Your egos soar in the clouds of arrogance,

conceited by your kin; they act none to stop you from falling apart.

You struggle hard to please the crowd,

You pretend from up above.

Actions taken for granted.

We strive hard to reach for the unfortunates,

yet we our misunderstood and accused with words of utter blasphemies.

We took no refuge,

For every soul can understand the sorrow of being beaten down from behind.

Apathy and lament floats towards eternity,

As I soar down deep in this vast sadness.

I mourn on this pretext of yours,

dreams stumble to the ground with this sacrilege you’ve planted

deep inside my heart and mind.

Face first; I collide in this ground of deceit.

No hope to push me up,

You try so hard to shatter this massive rock with my heart.

Muddles of lies scattered on the ground,

leaving no space for light to shine.

Our hearts hide somewhere in this darkness,

mourning in the catastrophe of our acts.

Murmurs of ignorance slip from your lips;

I pity those who will indulge in the bitter sweet taste of your noxious kiss.

Sadly, we lament on things we could never have.

We play in a different beat,

a syncopated purpose that sings no words of harmony.

All I feel is angst in your sound,

no rhythm to hush the sobbing heart of the gods.

We dwell in deep lament,

love weeps silently from afar.

All I hear is a melancholic resonance of your guitar,

no solid foundation to help us stand on the ground.

As I am being eaten by these thoughts,

I roam freely in a universe of hallucination,

pretending that everything is alright.

Point, click, kill,

I’m shot at point blank from behind my head.

Blood drips on the ground,

we smile as we pretend that everything is alright.

Happiness hang somewhere in the heavens,

sobbing in the torment of love,

dying in frustration,

for i have let my guard down.

Leaves in the trees starting to fall;

flowers dissolve in the air as they dance carelessly in the wind of past.

As the fire in your eyes dies together with our life,

cold breeze embraces,

and snuggle inside our heart.

Silently we froze in hatred;

we die vain in this autumn in our heart.

Will we find peace amidst this travesty?

Or shall we end up lying dead on the floor as another casualty.

As I paint the town red,

we try to cover-up the sins of our lives,

Silently,

we hide our lies beneath your lovely eyes.

Now we dine, boastfully in front of death,

Hoping we’ll end up not as worms of the earth.

wish you were this...

The Lamentation of Jeremiah

i go here...you go there.

Eyes fall down,

We resigned to hopelessness the fills our empty hearts.

Death cuddles us with his scythe,

And no ray of light can be seen from afar.  

As we dance in this sea of cloud,

Your smile starts to falter together with the light.

My Heart vanishes somewhere in the dark heavens together with my mind.

Darkness engulfs our dream,

Hallucination rises and wages a war against sanity.

     

Tears run dry as we collide with pride.

We try to survive,

Yet no hope can be seen in these eyes.

You continued to fight,

I reside with this fear in my heart.

Courage was never really at hand.

We shadow box with false hopes and dreams.  

No more reason to fight,

Hands down,

We throw in the towel, as my dreams touches the canvass.

Dreams are shattered,

Oats were broken.

Pain was free to roam inside our hearts.

Tell me, how can we ever survive?

Blistered by faint images of your smile,

Hallucinated with my own deceptive lies,

We falter 8,284 steps behind.

We tried so hard,

Still we fall short to those dreams once we had.

We love to cling on those memoirs,

And dwell on our sweet stain.

Though it only causes us grieves and pain,

We restrain to give up, and to move once again.

Slowly, we glide towards lamentation,

We cast words of dismay from your heart of utter pretension.

I see no hope in your eyes,

You feel no love in my smile.

Welcome to this jungle called love.

Though it hurts,

I must say goodbye.

Though this is pure pain,

You must forget my smile.

For this is what fate has dictated,

That it’s not us that must be together.

As I fall down and weeps these teary eyes,

We falter 8,284 steps behind.

time to say goodbye....