The Letter I Would Love to Read to You in Person

THE LETTER I WOULD LOVE TO READ TO YOU IN PERSON: In memory of ALEXIS TIOSECO (1981- 2009)Sep 15 (Wed) / 12noon - 12 midnight / Videotheque @ UPFI Film Center. Featuring video love letters by John Torres, Raya Martin, Erwin Romulo, Quark Henares, Teddy Co, Kiri Dalena,... UPFI Experimental Film students and the 1st batch of the Alexis Tioseco Internship Program. Programme organized by Yason Banal.

Late post, was an interesting screening, did a 7-minute video work (love letter to cinema) entitled 'BDSM'. It was a great opportunity to be a part of this program in memory of an important man in Philippine Cinema.

SCREENCAPS FOR BDSM:

Suddenly

Suddenly

I can give forgiveness,

but I do not remember you

anymore.

Break

Break


Jaded and preoccupied by delusions
of highly emotional
nonsense, 
a curious stare blows.
Temptation pollutes my
hexagonal mind, while
a breath of fresh air 
numbs the sensational beating of my lungs.


Hurdled by overbearing
ecstasy,
exit seems to be the last resort for me.

The River

The River

Hush, the river awaits now,

Let us cross the bridge

if it is still there.

Fried Rice

Fried Rice

I do not wake up this early,

but I want to have breakfast 

with you.

Glance

Glance


I find myself in a familiar place 
where plants grow from nowhere.
The busy street and crowded rooms
collide to isolate the overtly decorated facade 
from the plain and lonesome artifacts.


Flashbacks blink in unpredictable manner
intended or just my subconscious, I could not say for sure.
In an instant, everything froze,
held by a mysterious spark, you moved,
and I caught a glimpse of you.


Nights like this are meant to end
but I still wander in an open field.
Suddenly, I turn around and catch your glance
were you looking at me,
were you there the whole time?

I want: Mayonnaise Album : PULA

Mayonnaise's Latest Album: Pula

I want this album dahil: "Kapag lasing, dun ka lang malambing!"

Also, I just realized last night, cutie pala si bassist. Ok, I crush him, 

for a change. 

8-)

Maybe it was just dark last night, or i can't see his face properly

because of the cap, but anyway, he looks cute in this picture (that 

I do not own) and he has sexy fingers (while playing, of course).

Hahahaha. Haggard! Fangirl ba? Gusto mo nang maging groupie?

hahahaha

TAKER

TAKER

Take me back to the

alley where no one cares and secrets

kept are open for the world to see.

Eagles soar as I flipped my arms while

holding the warmth of your heart

into the deepest part of my soul.

Roars and gongs clashed with the sound of the sea

on that night, that moment, you stole the very essence of me.

No spirits roaming, the gods are asleep

alone with my bewildered emotions,

kneeling in the hope of something I cannot see.

Actions can never speak the language

my mind is telling me,

Undo the days, the nights, the glances in my memory,

repeat everything in a constant loop, then maybe, only

absence will remain, its meant to be.

FOR THE WHOLE MONTH OF SEPTEMBER

1If I speak in the tongues^a of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,^b but have not love, I gain nothing.

4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

                                                                          -  1 Corinthians 13 (New International Version)

A MONTH

For I endured a kind of suffering that should be doomed to end

in the unfathomable light of an unending tunnel

that I may never see.

When love becomes a test of endurance and faith

is just an abstraction in my mind

that will vanish eventually,

Everything shuts as nothingness leads me

to the flickering reminiscence of you

that I spliced, you see.