The Past Year: So fast Yet some things did not last Present Year: Hoped for changes Yet so fast again to make one Next year: Will start again In the same wish and dreamRead more "Through the Years (three haiku)"
2014 YEAR OF THE HORSE FAST, YET SOME THINGS DID NOT LASTRead more "2014 (A Haiku)"
19th of July at Johnny’s Pier Amusement Park, Monday, just a few people are around and no riders this time. My turns have never been so different until the 12th. The engine just suddenly stopped and I am slowing down. Well, I thought it’s the usual stop. That kids with their dads will board and […]Read more "The Ferris Wheel"
Polyhedral Origami Lamp by Mr. Leo Natividad #phonephotographyRead more "Origami101"
As long as candy factories produce more jelly beans. LIFE GOES ON. #phonephotographyRead more "Of Life and Jelly Beans"
We do not really know “completeness”. Sometimes we ask for completeness but we never realize we are asking for nothingness. Because completeness is nothingness. And incompleteness gives plants the reason to produce more oxygen… it gives the sun a reason to come back and rise again after the sunset, the night, the dawn, and darkness. […]Read more "Opposites"
Breaking your mom’s porcelain or glass vase is a very catastrophic—uhmm.. I don’t know. Like your house just suddenly became the Supreme Court of Justice. And automatically be proven guilty. And you’ll get yourself imprisoned into the four-walled house for a lifetime. And the worst part, you don’t get to eat mom’s home-made chocolate chip […]Read more "The Vase Breaker"
The universe already knew what would happen That every invisible red-string that connects every human being and their stars Would be worn out someday. Worn out not by doing and undoing things Worn out because of living life on how it should be. Maybe life is really like a math problem That there are many […]Read more "Sagacity"
It still haunts me… Some nights, during winter, when everything is wrapped with crystal snow. I just find myself slowly reaching the doorknob, pivoting my hand to open it. Shaking and freezing, my bare feet just want to step on the earth’s surface, Believing that the coldness will burn my flesh, my emotion and even my […]Read more "Still Here"