it's all in your mind... contempt-orary mythology...



Reason—it is no more reliable tool than instinct, myth or dream.

But it has the potential to be far more dangerous, for us.

Reason—is a flawed tool at best.

But certain conclusions become inescapable...




Saturday, May 26, 2007
BKB!

Haha! Kawawang blog.. masiyadong maraming space..lol! wala na kasing entry..
hmm..
wala naman talaga akong gustong sabihin e!

hmm... wala talaga e.. pag nagkaron na ako ng inspirasyon..

calliope ng buhay ko.. nasaan ka na? oh, where art thou, oh calliope..

hmm..korni. cg. matulog na lang tayo. morning!

Posted at 02:31 am by arkantos

 

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.:Me:.
Mark Austine Fabian Gawaran.
Schools: from Manila Science High School to University of the Philippines-Manila
Birthday: March 25

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Outside of my Comfort Zone

janis (gilagid)

    lenlen (juday monay)

    robert (boyband)

    mimah (silent)

    bench (abused worker)

    coy (koiapiks)

    ruben (gamemaster)

    gela (absent)





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How do I love thee? Let me reckon them

I love you like a tree that needs a stem

Like a puppy that necessitates its mother’s milk

Nourishes and fosters my life in every ilk

 

My love for thee is incessant and interminable

Outstrips the murmuration of starlings that at times fall

Akin to the much of the sand in the coast of Cannes

The same rapture satiates the spirit of that of man’s

 

I love thee in every rim He made you

The wit and lure; the zeal and apathy; the things you do

Aphrodite, Athena, Artemis, Demeter and Hestia

Availeth! Nothing compares to my inamorata!

 

I thou need thee for I love thee

Not that I love thee because I thou need thee

And that such I love thee liberally, wholly, boundlessly

And that I love thee not of anything but of love itself

 

I love thee that I never doubt of it

I love thee and it’s stronger than Death

I love thee and not alters when it alteration finds

I love thee and has no remedy but to love thee more

 

I love thee that my saved-up wishes start to come out

I love thee and madness it may seem

I love thee so rich that which submits to the arbitration of time

I love thee for I love thee and it is

 

[i notice that many people post some lyrics in their blogs but i want to be unique that's why i      post my poem here.]

[...and i wrote this when i was in my third year in high school. it is for a project...]






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