PART DOS:

"THE SECOND DEATH. To think that you died and no one would remember you. I wondered if this was why we tried so hard to make our mark in America. To be known. Think of how important celebrity has become. We sing to get famous; expose our worst secrets to get famous. Our young people POST THEIR DEEPEST THOUGHTS ON PUBLIC WEB SITES. They run ( Read more... )

I find myself amidst confusion and distress of my life's most recent tragedy, so grand it is worthy of the Greeks...

I am inlove with a married man.

(Insert your choking gasps here.)

I stand before the mirror,
and meet the gaze of the apparent figure.
My expectations affirm acceptance;
but it appears she has nothing for me but hostility.
Clearly, she is my worst enemy.
No one else's eyes hold the biggest criticism that is reserved only for me..like hers do.
So I plead her...

PLEASE DO NOT LOOK DOWN ON ME.What I ( Read more... )

Funny thought.

One horny man in a first world country has enough condoms in his bedside drawer to supply sex for three months;
but five thousand hungry homeless children in a third world nation do not even have a piece of bread to survive a day.

HOW AMUSING IS THE BALANCE  AND OF LIFE?
HOW EVIDENT IS FAIRNESS IN THIS WORLD?

Early Sunday about two weeks ago, as my father was driving me along Batasan Road, this was the scene that trapped us in one grave traffic:

a police officer conversing intensely on his radio,
a huddle of typical Filipino gossipmongers,
and a long trail of blood which led my view to...

A DEAD MAN ON HIS BACK, WITH HIS DAMAGED HEAD WITH OPEN EYES FACING ( Read more... )