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the internet used to be of no essence to me. i worked for years as a teacher and never had the thirst to Google things because i was barriotic like that. a new year and a new opportunity arrived and it introduced me to Deviant Art and the blogging community. Both served as great venues for me to meet wonderful people who have helped me grow this deeper understanding and appreciation for words, art, music, passion and life in general. also, it has polished me to someone who has so much respect for universalism, quirk and self-expression.
(photos from Ai)
last Saturday, i met another bunch of kindred souls who used to be strangers somewhere in this archipelago of dreamers and awe-weavers. Mina — who has this affinity for public trains and everything spontaneous. Marky— who has so much depth and adorable strangeness. Chin-– who never fails to make me tread the dreamland of words, imaginary warriors and the wayward. Aileen—who sees the world in a little girl’s pair of eyes, who journeys it with a pair of little boy’s toes. more than being writers and photographers, i’d cherish them as these few people i am blessed to meet somewhere in time—somewhere free, somewhere label-less…somewhere, where bonfires leave the most beautiful ember and revelations do not flake off and just fade away.
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You are this most unexpected present outside the door when I have long forgotten how it is to open knobs while it’s raining outside.
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Thank you for arriving. For defying gravity. For reminding me that Newton can be wrong. Sometimes.
and to put everything in a song
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tin, you deserve him. we are all happy for you 
Hi Tin… Saw the pics in FB… They were all nice… I like their photographic styles…
And congratulations on having that precious gift… Wishing you all the best…
weeeeeeeeeeeeeee! am so happy for you! 
ug naghilak napud ko sa kanta…i’m reposting… IMY. xxx
Posted by josephine at July 7, 2010, 4:26 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-
tinay, so true what you say about the internet opening up a whole new world. i am a happier person and thanks to you young souls who inspire me to be and ironically, i am learning more from you (in a different kind of way). dili ko ka expound. hehehe. basta mao.
Posted by chichi at May 5, 2010, 8:57 amjust happy.