sining, kape, pilosopiya’t iba pa

Not absurdism
The idea that the enframing of technology is pithy for our existential wisdom is becoming clearer, though I am unsure whether I still agree with the thought of its dangers. I realised, upon putting down my phone after searching through Instagram quickly after having been ‘pinged’ by a Messenger notification, that if one does not…
Engineering
I engineer my poetry They need not feelings, proper art, true humanity They consist only of words pretending to have some substance—I like playing with letters seriously Words I can never get a hold of in tangible reality how fast do the distant hearts beat in juxtaposition to each other and what other sensations can…

On fear
One meets fear at the start of an endeavour. Before the first step is even thought of, it asks so many questions to which answering, unknowingly most times, takes more effort than proceeding with the task itself. Yet fear is not the opposite of love, as it may oftentimes be misconceived as, for fear comes…

Sundays
On Sundays, I think about finitude. As I look at all the things that I need to do, want to do, have to do, should have done, etc., I come face to face with the humanity I could easily ignore some other days. Some other days much busier, it makes sense to not be able…

Nature/nurture
Just a few minutes ago, I felt like I was about to crash into concrete—the feeling was that of free-falling, but slower, almost as if I would have only enough time for being fully conscious of the inevitable crash and that I do not seem to have it in me to find a way out.…
Self; assessment
There is the idea that everything, or most things, that are to be evaluated must always be put into the context of chronological time. To have a particular action be looked at in its aspect of duration seems to be habitual now. For example, I was going to start writing here and one of my…

Bágay-bágay
Mangungulila tayo sa mga bagay-bagay na habambuhay ay atin naman lagi’t lagi’t naririto, pumapalagay lagi’t lagi’y sinasantabi, sumasaglit, sumasandali—mga bagay na nililimot, binibitawan mga bagay na hindi mapakawalan. Mangungulila tayo sa mga mithiin na dating gumagabay, yumayakap sa atin narito na naman tayo sa punto ng pagtatanto at mangyaring pagpili sa mga bagay na nililimot,…

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Paano ba lumaya? Iyon ba ang maginhawang pagbitaw sa kadena ng oras na layaw nang sa munting sandali makapagtagpuan itong mga kamay naman natin? Paano ba lumaya? Iyon ba ang malalim na paghinga palalim sa iyong mababait na mga mata pahingang sa puntong ito wala mang ibang inaalala kundi itong ating pagsasama? Ano ba ang…
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