A Damsel Deep into Her Brown Study

Deep into her brown study, she learns whilst she writes about two different things – one for her heart, one for her soul; her fecund imagination running wild and free whilst her body held captive by the shackles of her mundane reality.

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2020 Shenanigans So Far

Rusty. Confounded. Awkward. And all the synonyms in between. That's currently me in a nutshell. I won't be saying I'm back for good because I've said it way more times to last me a lifetime. Plus, I know you guys have been sparing me eyerolls cause trust me, you just couldn't care less (Kid me …

Breaking the Hiatus

I know I may have said this a few  billion times, but reality or just life in general really comes in the way, you know? Doesn't matter, as this is how I'd like to rephrase the good ole Confucius saying, "It does not matter how long you've been gone as long as you do not …

The Melancholy: A View into the Crisis

     Sleepless nights. Wild thoughts. Radical musings. Anxiety attacks. Borderline depression. All comprises a restless and reckless mind.      Might as well skip the pretense and be straightforward with the admission — that as human as we are — we all became mentally and emotionally unstable at one point in our lives. When …

I Wonder How She Does It

So I’m out here again staring at my laptop screen for the nth time, thinking about what to write. You know those days when you feel like the writer’s block's finally ebbing away, and somehow, your intuition, at last, gives you an inspiration on what to write? I think I got it. So heads up …

It’s been a year and a hefty time! But guess what?! I’m back!

I know it's been some time. Heck! It's been a year since I last posted something on this blog. Well... Okay. First of all, I apologize if I kept any of you waiting. You know, life and all that jazz. It hits you, and you've got to make amendments with your priorities right off the …

Nobody’s Perfect; not even the Greatest

Too cliche, as some would say. People know too well that no one's an exception to imperfection. However, why are there some standards as to who and what we consider perpetually perfect without scrutinizing clearly in thought? Perhaps, it is the human nature or perhaps, it is just the way we think nowadays as we …

Excavating Love: A Narrative

Today, I'd like you to meet Love. Love painted the world. She perceived it as an instrument of her soul; a reflection of her being. She painted the velvet skies blue, she colored the surroundings green, and she made sure the sun was yellow and was as glowing as the stars she saw at night. …

ISANG TULA ALAY SA AKING INANG BAYAN (A Poem for My Country)

In honor to the country that I live in, I dedicate this post to all the people who are frightened by the transparency of the corrupt, to all the people who are scared to voice out, and to all my fellow countrymen who still dear our homeland. As the election heats up, with all the …