Tuesday, August 16, 2016

There was no honor


in the fake medals he wore
And no honor in being buried
where he does not belong.

Monday, August 15, 2016

Not all ladybugs


are ladies
some of them
are sluts

Thursday, July 14, 2016

I turn the other cheek

because my obedience to the Lord is not contingent upon the good behavior of people around me.

Monday, May 16, 2016

How to explain martial law to millenials:


1. Take away their cellphones and turn off internet privileges. Tell them that's martial law.

2. Pag umangal (and they will) tuktukan mo sa noo. Tell them that's martial law.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

KULELAT



ang iboboto ko.

Dahil sinuri ko ang aking konsensya at nalaman ko, hindi ko kayang bumoto sa sinungaling, hindi sa magnanakaw, hindi sa sira ulo, at lalong lalo na sa mamamatay tao na sinungaling at sira ulo. Kaya oo, kay Mar ako. Kulelat man, malinis naman konsensya ko.

That the worst (true) negative issue/trait that is being thrown against Mar Roxas is that he is kulelat, perhaps is not an indictment of the candidate but of us, the voters.

God save us all.

Friday, April 8, 2016

Running


Apparently, my daughter has found her sport, pointless running. No rules, no winners, no point -- just running. I marvel at how she seamlessly transitions from full-on strides to skippity prancing. And in the true Olympic spirit of amateurism, it is all for the pure love of the sport.

Friday, April 1, 2016

In God's own time


It was getting dark as Forrest Gump walked away from Jenny's grave. He had her buried beneath the tree where they played as kids, the one happy place they shared. A flock of birds had come to roost and Forrest looked over his shoulders and perhaps finally saw that Jenny can now fly far, far away.

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