Philippines
Lou is a freelance writer based in Manila, Philippines. He is a recent graduate of the Polytechnic University of the Philippines with a bachelor's degree in Broadcast Communication.
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I can recall only very few instances that I chose not to listen to or get creeped out by other people's horror stories. Usually, I enjoy hearing their personal anecdotes of seeing things, like shadows walking past hallways, bloodshot eyes peeking through doors left ajar, and even Venetian blinds moving without any perceptible reason.
The whole of one day is sometimes what it only takes for a person to figure out the rest of his life. A car accident, a leap of faith, love's visit, births, deaths, beginnings and endings- even apocalypse can be folded neatly into a day. The truth is, a day rarely lasts.
para tayong batas na umiiral, kilu-kilong bigas na nagmamahal, pup'wedeng kintab ng sapatos sa maputik na lupa. tayo'y mga lumang awitin. ikaw si timpi, ako si silakbo. ah, pagkakaiba. tayo ay mga tagpo ng Di Kasiguruhan, ng halakhak at iyak na impit, ng likha at tuluyang pagkasira. Buo tayo.
When your mother tells you to look for a copy of her favourite movie only so you could watch it together, you follow. --- A few days ago, my mother and I watched for the first time together her favorite classic, Glenn Gordon Caron's Love Affair (1994).
one subtlety after another, your hand strokes are a breaking dawn, christmassy, with a hint of a new time. you are a rarity, one with the great systems of life, and deep within my bones I feel your eyes reaching mine, An ascend to the atmospheres, Dreams realised.
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Kung totoo ang realisasyon ng mga panaginip, sa isip ni Samuela, itong namamasdan niya ngayo'y isang nagkatotoong panaginip. Buhay na buhay ito, at s'ya rin. Binubuhay siya nang marahang gumagalaw na mga ulap. Dito, sa taas ng gusaling dati'y lagi n'ya lamang tinutunghayan sa malayo, ang unibersidad, ay abot-kamay na niya ang langit.
Alunsina, isang kagandahan sa pangalan. Nang hindi umabot sa huling biyahe ng bangka si Pol, pakiramdam n'ya'y nasa elementarya s'ya ulit, humahangos. Sa unang pagkakataon kasi sa loob ng ilang taon sa esk'wela, mahuhuli s'ya sa pang-umagang klase dahil hindi ginising ng ama. Nagalit s'ya rito. Bakit hindi?
Coincidences trickle down the window of one Manila bus with rain likely in the next hour This scene we see Of Midlife men and women And schoolboys and schoolgirls floats farther and farther away from sight You see me but acts so otherwise I close my eyes and half-wishes to open them in 2090 when...
Where the sun danced, Across what people baptized in the rivers As the Universe of wealth, The fellowship of love, deep-breathing verses of it, Deliverance from evil or the ultimate sacredness, Part ode and part elegy, and content -a universe so rare no one ever forgot, We lived.