Wednesday, October 12, 2011

here without you...


A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A hundred lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same...

But all the miles that separated
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face
I'm here without you
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you
And I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight it's only you and me...

The miles just keep rolling
As the people leave their way to say hello
I've heard this life is overrated
But I hope that it gets better as we go...

Everything I know, and anywhere I go
It gets hard but it wont take away my love
And when the last one falls
When it's all said and done
It gets hard but it wont take away my love...

Sunday, October 9, 2011

bang bang bang...

                                                                   “Guns do not kill.. people do”.  Kung sino man ang naka imbento ng hinayupak na baril na yan, siguradong matagal na syang sunog sa impyerno.   Sabi nga ni Joey Ayala – “Ikaw na may baril, mabigat ang iyong pasanin… pagpisil mo ng gatilyo ilang buhay ang kikitilin, ilang anak ang iiyak o di kaya’y di maisisilang pagpisil mo ng gatilyo isip-isipin mo lang".  Maraming  pwede magbago sa isang kalabit mo ng gatilyo, at kailangan natin aminin na kung sino ang may hawak ng baril, sya ang naghahari.  Mapapatupad lang ang batas sa pamamagitan ng banta ng dahas, ang kamay na bakal ng batas ay may bala at gatilyo, di na pwede ang samurai, tsako, pana at karate.  Ang problema, di lamang gobyerno ang nagmomonopoliya sa boga.  Nung usong uso sina FPJ at kung sino pang mga action star sa pelikula, lagi natin isinisisi sa kanila ang mga karahasan. Kasi ganun ang lipunan… dapat lagi may sinisisi, kung hindi drugs, pelikula at artista, programa sa tv, mga mararahas na kanta at kung ano ano pa.  Tila ba gustong sabihin na walang kasalanan ang mga magulang sa nangyayari kapag may nahulihan na kabataan na may dalang baril.  Bakit parang mas dumarami ang mga barilan ngayon o ang mga guns related killings? Dahil ba sa dumaraming mga telenobela at tv shows na ang tema ay may barilan? Kung minsan kung may baril ka lang gusto mo ng barilin pati ang tv.  Kung ikaw ay isang magulang at ayos lang sa iyo na ang iyong anak ay mas nahuhumaling sa magugulong awitin at mga heavy metal albums ng kung ano anong banda kagaya ng Guns n’ Roses dati, o kayo'y natutuwa sa pagkahilig nila sa baril, anong klaseng magulang ka?  Sabi pa din ni Joey Ayala – “ang balang tingga ay walang mata, kung saan ka nakatutok doon sya pupunta".  Minsan may magulang din na walang mata, o kaya medyo may tililing… kagaya din ng hustisya… naka piring, walang nakikita.  Walang nakikita kung mahirap o mayaman ka, artista, warlord o pulitiko.  Pero ang tanong ko, bakit sobra na ang pagkaka piring ng sistema ng hustisya sa Pilipinas???  Kaya ikaw na may baril legal man o illegal, lalaban ka ba sa akin wala akong baril... meron ako - nuclear bomb!!!

Saturday, October 8, 2011

run Aries... run.


HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHN ARIES! your very first birthday away from home... a flower may die, the sun may set, but someone like you will never forget... forever in our thoughts.  You are sadly missed by all of us.  I don't know if all of us have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around accidentally.  Like on a breeze, but I think maybe it's both.  Maybe both is happening at the same time.  I miss you Aries... if there's anything you need I won't be far away...

Thursday, October 6, 2011

FRAGILE




If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star, like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are, how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star, like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are, how fragile we are
How fragile we are, how fragile we are