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I don't mind if I have to be a bird trapped in a cage.
I want to be trapped inside your love.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009 6:46 PM
♥ On Birth, Dreams and Days
On Birth, Dreams and Days

The weekend is our mother and every weekend we dread is the discomfort of birth
severing us from her body. We shriek to be born into a narrowing world of wider loss.


There is daylight and an entire spectrum of noises. It could only be the eldest of pain
way before the uninterested spirit stopped caring and the heart had gone long unconsoled.


I learned that as a child, my dream was everything to me. Adults must never forget
dreams. They must never raise any child without a dream, without this form of longing.


I’ve longed so much to touch flowers underneath the sea, taste the whitest snow,
and jump the highest water fall I can climb. I’ve had more dreams since, I believe


because I never stopped. I live inside my head with all the hours piling as I sit on a desk
to move about clumsily as if to reach within and embrace the mechanisms of my body.


There are narrower days ahead to look forward to, newer noises apart from our voices
and the things we do before finally sleeping. How the day ends is most important me.

-- Corin Arenas

Bless the little queen
Hi, I'm Kang & I'm very sure I'm not Korean. I really like Japanese idols though; enough to make me want to go to Akihabara & spend the remainder of my youth prancing in tiny skirts in front of really sad men. While that hasn't happened yet, I'm here in Manila; in bookstores, not buying anything; in ukay-ukays, buying lots; in my Catholic college, being slightly below-average; in pictures, looking moronic.

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