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Dear Future Me, This is a letter from your past. You may be reading this a minute after you (me) have written this or you may be reading this years after when you're looking amongst old files and such just wanted to take the time to make some sort of correspondence... it may seem a little idiotic or bothersome but it sounds like a pretty good idea now I'm writing this letter to ask a few questions.. you can choose not to answer them though Did things work out with that person I've been seeing recently? Did you finally get that new book you saw in the store and was the semi-outrageous price tag worth it? Did you even read it? How happ

I am not big enough to hold my breath for long Not old enough to go far underwater not strong enough to go too far out sea not smart enough to see angler fish swim but I am small enough, young enough, weka enough and dumb enought to go where mermaids sing, creatrues dance, waves crash and sea witches cry

Promise that the stars will never shine as bright as they do tonight              so stoplights will refuse to lighten the skyline         limelights will flicker, flashlights will dim, eyes will shut                               and never sparkle again            Keep it dark enough to feel like your underwater                 but with enough glitter to keep breathing                          for kisses are far more delectable                               when given in a dim room

and the telephone wires just keep hanging on passing on calls until the last ring is gone don't raise your voice love, just speak to me low and the telephone wires just keep hanging on but nobody notices, we just keep moving along hang up the phone love, and don't bother coming home I've packed up your bags, they are right by the door oh please don't plead now love, could you be any more slow? no more tears please love, just leave me alone and the telephone wires just keep hanging on

Cigarette smoke fills the air Nicotine wafts into the noses of the performers but they don't seem to mind They were either used to it or were smokers themselves Thick makeup, garish costumes are put on Routines practiced for days slightly forgotten The main performer is late yet the show must go on The curtain is raised The extremely eccentric emcee welcomes the crowd Jokes are cracked, songs were sung, butts were slapped yet they all know who the crowd is waiting for then suddenely, miracle of miracles the star is here bursting on to the stage as the music swelled Performing her heart out (even though it was not practiced) The

This is the first entry made in a long time. I did say that there ws stuff in the works before but never went through with posting them. Why? I didn't want to My works started to sound condescending and arrogant and even though I am really that condescending and arrogant, it seemed better to depart from that seeing on how there's a lot of money in being humble. Compared to you people who are busy fighting global warming, sky diving and protecting the world from zombies, I was busy doing absolutely nothing with my life. It seems incorrect to say nothing though as nothing can become something but whatever. Right now, my head is cluttered

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned I have killed my own kinsmen and I will kill more I've stolen weaponry from the corpses Ambushed their camps burned their tents taken everything that could be taken I've gone against God I've said His name in vain and damned Him to the darkest regions of Hell I no longer pray the Our Fathers and Hail Marys My lips have forgetten the words to the novenas and the rosary My feet no longer know the floors of a church I've led uprisings rebellions and commanded a guerilla army to Pryyhic after Pryyhic victory and having my men suffer loss after loss Forgive me, Father for I have sinned Forgi

Execution Damnation Salvation What do these words mean to you? Are they simply strings of words to fill up the pages of dictionaries? Replacements for basic terms to give a feigned intelligence? or something else all together? Too long have I looked down on my peers thinking that I am better, simply because I had an education that I could go to Europe and America whenever I felt like it Money, Influence, Recognition I had it all and it made me "better" Alas, that arrogance proved to be baseless as now, I am simply another face another one for the bolo Just because one lives in an expensive loft in Makati doesn't mean they do

Sparkle, Glitz and Flash Those three words are the main reasons we go here Sparkle For the jewels you'd show off For the smile you'd wear For the all the champagne you could drink Glitz For the Rock and Roll Lifestyle For the type of things you'll display on MTV and E For the sex, money and smack you'll help glorify Flash For the attention of a million cameras For your face in every picture worth existing For your name to be plastered on the front of every tabloid Sparkle, Glitz and Flash Words they use to lure you Promises they gave but never granted Cover-ups for Shame, Regret and Bankruptcy No Diamonds, No Cubic Zirconium

Alice, oh, Alice what happened to you? A smile like diamonds you used to have Hair the colour of gold Alice, dear Alice You just faded away It started with wonderland then the looking glass Hatter, Chesire, that stupid caterpillar Red, White and Card Alice, my darling Alice Did you have to go away? You've left me here In a place where stars do not shine Alice, oh, Alice Do you realize how much I hate you now?