Arts in all ways possible

 Last Septermber 29, the annual bloom arts festival was held in Cubao Expo where it is usually being held on. The event is, well basically about arts. The thing i like about this festival is, they cover all kinds of art they can present, and by that said, I mean song writing, which covers literature, poetry and performing arts. They also did impromptu paintings where they just had plain sheet of wood that they’d put paint on and usually 3-4 persons work at one painting at the same time, so that’s kind of cool for me. And one thing I like about the place is that it’s all about arts, the shops has some mini galleries and then there, they will sell some postcards that the artists made. It’s more fun because they sell beers outside they bars, so you can just buy and drink it with your friends enjoying awesome local music while sitting in the pavements. Of course, what’s a festival without food, and bazaar and stuff like that right? They built a mini bazaar there, they sell cool stuff like accessories made of bones, fashionistas will surely love that stuff, and as for me well I like eating so I like the where they’d sell home baked cookies and stuff like that.

Cubao expo is usually open everyday from noon – evening like 7pm. They have classic records shop, classic furniture shops, antique stores, book sales, skate-stuff shop, many more. There are also bars and restaurants and cafes. Personally, I like chilling at the Sweet Xstacy where they’d sell super delicious cookies and complementing that cookies, are the milks they sell.

after that, i went to SaGuijo with my friends and cousin because Up Dharma Down is schedules for a gig there. There are a lot of people so we stayed at a bar just across the street and drank couple of beers there, I just wanted to hear them live for the first time, I didn’t know that they were pre-selling there new album “Capacities”. So I decided to buy one, it comes with a package with a +1 in their album launch, an artwork shirt, and the album itself, of course the ticket is for keeps, they are the best indie band for me in the Phils.

Spartan’s way of living

Three, two, one! Change! As the fireworks blend with the stars in the beautiful sky of the New Year’s Eve, drinks up! Kiss your partners! And create your new year’s resolution. It might not as useful, but it’s the time, you reflect, and look at the mirror, what are your flaws, your shortcomings or the reasons why some time last year, you were sad, you had enemies or you were disappointed. Maybe not all of us have realized this, but as we say “this year I will be” is the time we find remedy for our mistakes. New Year is a very wonderful time; a new calendar with a new set of numbers will stand in our way, and a smile in our faces, that has started this year right.

Make new friends;

Make choices;

Respect;

Change.

For the better.

-Idiosyncratic

Happy New Year everyone!

Recall, reflect, and then change. You will not regret that.

Dose of gluttony

An experience, an awaited event. The sun is shining, the waves are crashing. The moon shows up, get ready to get your drinks up. Tomorrow is a day you won’t think about tomorrow. The next thing you’ll know, farewell.

Metamorphosis

I want to be as creative as possible so I wrote a poem.

 

 

From that little fingers I see my reflection

The fragment of love others see.

The shadows of time walk faster than you.

In your displacement you were blind

The towering mannequin you look up to

Ignored; the path, unstable

 

Monarch of nobility you revere

Your eyes, teary

Your lips, smiling

The figurine once doubtful, you see clearly

 

Your eyes defined the world you live in

You picked them up, you started living.

 

-Idiosyncratic

 

Atmosphere

This is the day. I was going to give her that ring. But she didn’t let me. I walked away, I kneeled, I watched the stars fade, I too, fade.

Remote.

 

Did you ever did something bad or things that made you disappointed? Things that caused you too much pain. That made you consider time traveling. Wishing you could have redo things that made you upset or sad. Wishing you could change things so that results will be better.

This “incidents” provoke you to think about “what-ifs”. what if i didn’t do this or that. Would it be different? Things that can make you depressed or make you feel uneasy. because you don’t want what happened. Because you don’t want something to be broken or to be damaged or to be vanished. The thought of “time traveling” makes you feel jinxed, the thought of looking back or nostalgia… It makes you feel very weak, weak to the point that you will just close your eyes and let that teardrop fall.

This “time traveling” helps you to move on or to give up. GIVE UP, if the “reminiscing” is too much that you can’t handle, you will give up, but if you look it to the other side, looking the better or the brighter side of things, you will definitely move on.

Wishing someone back is normal, but expecting it to be back isn’t. Stop pretending that things will be back to you, life isn’t a boomerang.

Move on, continue, and be happy, because at the end of the day, you will still realize that all you wanted is to be happy, and that’s what you should be doing.

Goodnight.

 

Skirmish of my soldiers

I have been fighting my sadness since I was a little child. It is a part of my system to never open up with my family because we never really showed each other signs of weakness. That is why everytime I feel sad, I just write about the things I feel. I always show my companions that I am happy, as if I was never sad. Then the day comes that my dad will leave us. He suffered from diabetic stroke. And by that, its only my family who I can weep with. It was very hard for me, since my dad is always there for me to guide me in my school works, to every problems I had in life.

When he passed away, I was talking to myself, “What will I do now?” this is because I really can’t imagine my life without my father. But what made me sad is my worry for my mom. How can I make her feel happy again? That question that until now, I cannot seem to find an answer. I feel so helpless for my mom because I can’t do anything to make her feel better, to replace the love my dad has showed her. This is my worst experience.

Until now, I can tell that I am unhappy, that everything in my life seems to be incomplete. I was the only one fighting for my own pride, for my own sadness. I want to be happy again. To fill those spaces I know that is empty.

**My first RemembeRED writing prompt.