*
the sound of after-rain holes lasts until the next sunny Sunday…
he captures eternal beauty, he wrote me once
You want
to run ashore
with
life
in a year
without
a
summer
*
you could have
spent all lost Christmases
with your family
between the hills
and the streams,
in the middle
of a home with
peeled off
paint.
*
sometimes,
a day is all about you,
your bitten fingernails
and crumbed left-over
of all those that are
g o n e.
*
oftentimes,
we drive for weeks,
we drive for years,
with halved compasses
on our left hand
and a map on the right
pointing beside
nowhere, noname, nowhen
*
she keeps
small memories
that can shake mountains
but you
throw away
everything small
on your bare
hands, empty
soul.
*
perhaps,
what we are looking for
is somewhere
not here.
@ben: PRODIgal 
oh i can spend the whole day listening to those 
hays…
we’re looking for something in the wrong places that’s why we can’t find true hapiness…
ano be? wala na akong masabi… ang lupi mo talaga..
BEN: visited your site. bloody cool
.. you throw away everything small on your bare hands, empty soul..
igo ko da. *looks away*
tin! *looks back, eyes jumping with excitement*
i followed the link you know. because i’m such a follower. and a clicker. haha. so i see now where some of the great photos here are coming from. *eyes still jumping with excitement* gahaaaa. magtuon na kog balik. haha. i had a fun marathon of you. you’re da best. supers. *hands downs*
@nobe: thanks for being here. tug iago’s cheek for me
@ron: salamat in loop Ron may tama talagang lugar para sa paghahanap?
Ben is a freak. hehe.
@kimay: ngano igo ka? explain in 100-126 words. haha. oh oh deviant art, that place made me mad and piss(ful)
@kimay: tuon maayo. salamat sa pag appreciate kim. it means a lot sa gamay nga baye diri.
this is is sooooo deep and it hits my soul. why do you write soooo well?
@maurya: thanks razorness i just write.
Every body admits that our life seems to be not cheap, however different people require money for various stuff and not every one gets enough money. Thence to receive fast credit loans or just term loan would be a right way out.
Posted by Jeannette34Hampton at July 12, 2010, 8:42 pm
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she likes seashore naps and the view of everything from the bus window. she likes tiny moments and the small spaces between faces when people talk.
sometimes, she wakes up to that odd feeling of being a fallen leaf, an old tree, an azotea or a waitress somewhere-- talking to a taxicab driver about that random song on the radio.
*
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and this. a proof that:
how you see LIFE is how
you actually see YOUR self.
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maddening spurt:
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“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”
-Jack Kerouac-
prodigy
great melancholic tracks
Posted by ben at September 30, 2008, 9:15 pm