May iniisip ka?
Oo.
Ano?
Ayaw kong sabihin. Baka magkatotoo.
Dahil makulit ka
Kilala kita. Oo, ikaw 'yun: Nagkasalubong na tayo minsan, sa LRT, sa Gotohan, sa kanto ng Aurora at Katipunan. Nagkatinginan tayo. Hindi mo ako kinausap, pero alam ko, nakilala mo rin ako. Kaya ka narito, di ba? Para sabihing, Oo, oo, ikaw nga 'yun. Naaalala kita.
na, mula noong 24 Enero, 2006, ang nakitambay dito
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Dahil lahat naman tayo ay palaging naghahanap lang ng ibig sabihin, ng ibig-sabihin; dahil ang wikang nawika ay umaabot sa winikaan; dahil gusto kong mag-update, at ito lang ang nakayanan, sa ngayon; dahil hindi naman bawal-- sisipiin ko si Sartre:
"...colonial aggression turns inward in a current of terror among the natives. By this I do not only mean the fear that they experience when faced with our inexhaustible means of repression but also that which their own fury produces in them. They are cornered between our guns pointed at them and those terrifying compulsions, those desires for murder which spring from the depth of their spirits and which they do not always recognize; for at first it is not their violence, it is ours, which turns back on itself and rends them; and the first action of these oppressed creatures is to bury deep down that hidden anger which their and our moralities condemn and which is only the last refuge of their humanity...
"If this suppressed fury fails to find an outlet, it turns in a vacuum and devastates the oppressed creatures themselves . In order to free themselves they even massacre each other."
Mula sa preface ng aklat na "The Wretched of the Earth" ni Frantz Fanon, na nabili ko ng 25 piso sa Daily Supermart, dito sa may P. Tuazon. Oo, 25 piso, mga tsong. Mamatay kayo sa inggit, mwahahahahaha.
pahiram naman at ipapaseroks ko lang