Minsan ang pag-ibig parang Grab Taxi

 Ang Grab Taxi ay parang pag-ibig na mailap. Handa mong gastusan kapag gipit na gipit ka na at nagmamadali.



Pero marami kayong naghahanap. Aasa ka. Akala mo lang meron. Pero wala. Wala.



Try again. Uulit ka nang uulit. Minsan may darating pero maaagaw pa sa iyo. Kapit lang. Basta handa kang magbayad, iyan ay darating. Haha. Choke only. Pero sometimes, true story. Sad 'no?

More power sa mga naghahanap at naghihintay ng wagas at tunay na pag-ibig.

I think... Mild Stroke.

Abot-abot ang bokot ko kagabi. Akala ko matetegi na ang lola niyo. Nakahiga na ako nun at matutulog. Bigla na lang naramdaman ko nangangapal ang ulo ko. Hindi mukha, nangyayari din yung kumakapal ang mukha ko pero ako ang may gawa nun. Ito, yung tuktok ko at buong ulo ang parang lumalaki at namamanhid. Tapos yung mata ko kusang sumara. Hindi ko maidilat. Yung talukap ng mata ko at noo ay may erection. Naninigas. Kinapa ko sa dilim si Sir at ginising. Sabi ko, paki-bp ako plist? Ayun 140/100. With honors.

Nakatulugan ko ang takot at dasal.

I really should start taking care of myself. Ito yung level na makikipag-away dapat ako para sa tulog at pahinga. Mahirap talaga ang tumatanda. Gusto pa ng kaluluwa ko na maging superstar pero yung katawan ko parang handa nang maupo sa rocking chair, maggantsilyo at maggising ng 4AM para mag-walis ng bakuran at mag-siga ng mga tuyong dahon habang nakikinig sa AM radio (dapat AM/PM radio kasi diba meron ding AM radio sa gabi?).

Madalas din ay napapansin kong sumasakit ang dibdib ko sa tuwing ako ay magagalit. Tangina naman kasi itong sila... ayan... ayan... nagagalit na naman ako.

Ayoko pa mamatay, k? Lez see how this goes.

We're just trying to go home to see the kids

But the universe does not seem to give a flying fuck about our simple wish. Parent hats should have been on at 430PM today. But did the world care? No. It had better, bigger, uncompromising plans (it thinks so). I am not the world. We are not the world. Our world is two hours away from home, two kids who look like their dad and whose smiles and shrieks make me want to hope for hope. I cannot hold them tonight. Why must we always wait? Why must they always wait.

Business as usual. Tomorrow will hopefully be a better day.

Now Showing: Cain & Abel (Not An Indie Film by INC)

Big Daddy Eraño Manalo left the earth as a very rich and influential man in 2009. He left his widow and six children with plenty of things to fight over while a lengthy and complex chain of a deliriously faithful cult tags along. Angel and Eduardo decides to make a memorable prelude to the 101st anniversary of the church built by Grand Daddy Felix. I am watching this closely. I want to see how it ends.

Want to bet on any one of these possible endings?

1. A Mass Exodus.
Members lose faith and trust in their church and the intricate layers of their holy people. They become disoriented for maybe a decade or so then they start joining other religions. Not a likely ending because no business ever closes just like that. What happens to all the wealth amassed by INC all these years? Do they get dividends or interest at all? Not my problem really. But for me, this means my children will finally have two sets of grandparents.They only have one now as the other set are faithful members of the church and have refused to acknowledge their existence. Just saying.

2. A Great Divide.
Just like this. INC lives on but as two warring teenagers. I wonder what permutations are bound to come out of this ending.

3. Joke's on us.
This is all a show. On the day of their anniversary, the factions join hands in prayer and speak of the glory of their God who did not let them down during the organization's most trying times (a few days, nobody died).

4. Revelation Day - Set A.
On their 101st anniversary, the second coming happens. The members of the church are saved and we, outsiders, are doomed foreverrrrr! Their temples' towers are spaceships after all and they merrily launch into outer space while we all drown in an ocean of magma while being raped by Satan.

5. Revelation Day - Set B.
Same with A but we are saved and they are not. Them and all religions who claim exclusive rights to salvation.

I can't wait. Do I get a prize for my fearless forecast?

Hate Crime In Makati (yes, in 2015)

 Makati City. Three men attacked a friend at 2:45 AM today. They put a sack around his head and torso, tied his hands from behind his back, started punching, kicking, stepping on him and hitting him repeatedly with what seemed to be a metal pipe or plank of wood. While they were doing this, they were yelling at him to repent for being gay. They said that he will go to hell. My friend suffered from severe injuries and would have probably been killed if barangay tanods (local government unit patrol officers) did not chance upon the scene.

Hate crimes. You know they still happen but you can never be prepared when they come very close to home. I am still in shock.

Please forward to anyone you know and care about, especially if they work or simply pass by the streets of Makati. You and I know that the supposed authorities in this city are authoritative but cannot be counted on to serve and protect all the time.

P.S. I'm no longer in Facebook so I just got these screenshots from friends. I did not include the name of the person along with photos of his severely injured face. If you're from a news agency or an NGO and you'd like to write about this, please send me a message and I'll ask if he's willing to share his story with your organization. Thank you.