Soledad

Allow me to sulk in solitude
where silence and loneliness meet

where I can surrender quietly
and no one will notice

for thy spirit aches
from too much rowdiness 
Let the deafening sound embrace
and pierce thy soul

calm 
cure

for the glory once found in the crowd
now stands alone

unashamed

Reborn
-REN

On God's Ways (A repost)

Sharing to you my friend/favorite blogger, Riza Olaguer's recent post on answered prayers click here. 

The Empty Chair (Part 2)

4/d in My Mind  


It's 11:57pm in my iPod's clock and still I am awake. Since my iTouch's note comes in handy for moments like this, I might as well take a few minutes and write. My mind goes back to 4/d, the only space in Highstreet where my mind is more free and it can wander. It goes back to the empty chair scene and how many other minds suggested that it should be filled with a "he", but little do they know that prior to their suggestions the space was already filled up with random thoughts on people, places and concepts, wishing that things are different than what they already are. But for now, since it's the 17th of April, allow me to indulge in a scene of a chair and a he. A jump-off from my previous post. 




An Empty Chair and a He

After taking a sip of cold water, I stood up. Suddenly, my phone rang and to my surprise a random friend was calling.  

"hello?" I answered  


"hi" he said 


"look down from the guard rail, someone's looking at you" 


"uhuh? Nice try,  you better find someone else who'll buy your jokes!" I said  


"no, okay! Sorry, just look down" he insisted.


I took a peak and saw him looking at me, he was in a formal attire."Aaaaaah,so there you are! I thought you were fooling around, sorry"  


"hey,can I go up. I just dropped by to check some books and then I saw you. I was making sure it was really you that's why I called. Pardon me for my attire tonight,I just came off from a day of job hunting and two interviews" he said, he was already walking towards the escalator so I had no choice but to entertain him.  


"Alright, I guess someone has to sit on you tonight" I said to the empty chair.  Looking at the escalator, I was expecting him to show up but then I heard a voice coming from my left side saying hi. It was him, he moves fast that's why in a nick of time I wasn't able to notice that he already arrived.  


I told him to sit down and the rest of the night was filled with joy as I rediscover this friend of mine. He listened well, he's a very good listener. He listened to my shallow rantings, my profound thoughts and my yapping. He was patient enough to endure those minutes of absorbing and processing my words while I sit there and narcissistically unload my thoughts to him, as if my journal was not enough. He would share his thoughts every now and then but most of the time he would just listen, maintaining eye contact with me. I don't like the eye contact part, it makes me question if he's really for real plus it makes me feel uncomfy knowing that this guy already scanned the details of my face! (As if he'd still notice that) 


A few more minutes passed and I surprisingly found myself having fun."I'm glad that you're here tonight. It's like a new breathe of fresh air for me coz no one sat here with me before. It's my secret spot so hush hush okay?" 


"okay, I promise." he said  


"Is it okay if we go home now? It's almost 12." I asked.  


"Okay, I'll bring you home. Let's grab a quick fishball before I drop you off, coz I'm craving for one, would that be alright?" he  asked  

"Alright! Fishball before going home it is!"  


"and uuuuhmmmm... Is it ok if I take a picture tonight? Just  one snapshot then we'll be on our way."
  
"okay!"  

*his iPhone clicks* 

"let's go now"

The Empty Chair (Part 1)

4/ Design at 9pm

Lately, I have this habit of spending more time alone.
Most of them are spent with an author and genre or 
An imagination and thought. 

So far, I always find myself hanging out in this place in high street
Its one of my favorite places and I call it 4/ design.
The baristas know me there as Ever (my coffee name since 2003)
It has a warm ambience scored with a variety of Jazz that plays in 
The air, shooing my negative thoughts away.
I’ve always been positive and quirky which affects
The way I think and imagine. 

This year, I decided to immortalize my thoughts into blogs 
Since there are almost 500 of them in a day, I might as well 
Share some of them. During my moments of wandering (figuratively), you’ll
Find me sitting in front of an empty chair. 
I love an empty chair
Its like an invisible blank that longs to be filled 
A space that attracts occupancy 

The empty chair

The chair in front of me is empty again.
It’s empty because...
Well, its just empty. 
Someone hasn’t seated on it yet
Someone is still on its way 
Or I just didn’t put something on it

Suddenly, I was reminded of my earlier conversation with Abby, the barista.

Barista: Would you like to have a cup of water Ms. Ever?
Me: Sure, warm water please. 
Barista: Okay. Are you waiting for someone?
Me: (I took it figuratively which made me smirk) No. 
My mind: well... Not really.. Actually, I do not know anymore. 

Almost 10pm

My mind goes back to earth again,
Making me look at the empty chair in front of me.
I still prefer it empty
I took my cup of water and sipped
I had to go home
The water was already cold.


Taken from my FB Note

Happy Easter everyone!

Sharing you a scene that I created out of this Y-pose of mine 

Alas!
The little girl stands near the Light
A mere distance between the ground where her foot stands
and just above the water where the Light’s Cloud is passing.
After deep gasps of air
she waves her hands for the Light to see
and shouts
“Mighty Light shine fort!
Point Your rays towards me as if they were Your eyes
Shine down on me
Come and shine till my shadow disappears
Shine!
Shine...”

His attention caught by the little girl’s noise,
the Light then, turned His face towards the girl
and smiled.

Versus

God has His ways 

and 

it's always higher and better than ours. 

My Baby Step

Every step you make no matter how small it is
is still a step

It's time for you to move now