a Night with Johnnie Walker

destiny seals prying tonight

This is the night of Johnnie Walker.

messily confesses the

liberation of warmth and union of frost.

sensing the consciousness

from faint to the strong

or from the strong to the fading

black labeled turned tornado

floating around the head with flying carpet pads

with slapping sounds

sometimes high

and sometimes low

Arms were beaded

Hands were feathered

And fingers tangled web

scaring off fear itself

away from being innocent

protrudes and bulges are

cumulous passion

and never will it fall

but floats around the soul’s corners

yield at the fragileness

of the faceless bottle

control the rhythm

of the liquor taking the fall

sway the trip lopsided

and create a beautiful nature

where earthquake is a friend

towards unwind

with the perfection dripping,

squirting faucet

gods amongst

Toric Minak. This I used as a pen name for some of my poems. Almost three years ago, my poems talk about compassion, honesty, and nature. For that as a computer major, I have to use another nameToric Minak. Toric is from my name Hector. Minak is from Minak Creek.

Almost 100 years ago, like a volcano’s mouth shut up by gods, lays a salivating creek in between cracks of nature. Minak Creek stays so stable until Americans found out that the creek is the perfect place to build a park. So it came to pass 100 years of mindful and mindless, some harmful, some egocentric, and some fanatic ideas put the creek into a cup. The cup filled with murky and brownish milo where artificial swans swim to and fro. Swans or swamp, whatever whichever you want to call it, some are flags, wooden flags –floating. Spirit-free people rowing.

Thanks to the genuine brilliance of Burnham x. god of the artificial.

Who would have thought that the “used to be salivating crack of nature” can turn into a man-made lake. The time when man overpowered the gods. They became gods of their ego.

Melvin Jones is one of the new god.
god of mud

The emerging god named mentos-fishball
god of lights

he decided to give light to those who want to have celphone loads and eat fishballs. But he can also decide not to give light for those who want to consume flesh. The RoseGarden is a perfect spot. A rose that blooms a lot.

Today there are lots of snakes with various length and size roaming the haven of the gods. Like hundred years ago, they are still within the definition of wilderness but with different concept –that is, according to a friend.

oh man-ey!

Some people don't like money

or some people like money

because some person money

rent other poor person

because they have many money

but some person borrow to rich person

so kill poor person

-from a student when i asked him to write about money

decide

which
choice
no choice is a choice
decide?
undecided...
decide
leave something
stay...
still decided

a conversation with an activist

activist: bro sali ka naman sa seminar this saturday and sunday o...
twowato: what is the topic?
activist: about global warming and political crisis.
twowato: hmmm.. (thinking) i like the global warming seminar but not the political crisis.
activist: puwede din namang sa global warming ka lang umattend.
twowato: ok tignan ko ang schedule ko. magkano ba? libre...
activist: hindi tol e..
twowato: magkano?
activist: 1,000.00 pesos.
twowato: what, amahal pare.
activist: puwede naman nating BAWASAN.
twowato: ...

Mushroom

Pizza, downhill, half, soft, umbrella, smooth, circumcise, alien, black, thunder, mine, grudge, plate, ettiquette, class, name, head, cheese, roots, soup, sudden, grenade, flat, biology, cold, grass, mold, elbow, skin, behead, part, mongolia, two, spoon, rice, wine, earth, soil, mass, you.

A Far-off Swim

alternative pipol

45 minutes away from Baguio is la Union. If you are tired of the hot spring that the coldest city offers, la Union is the most convenient place to go –that is if you refuse to go some distance.
Naguilian is the opening municipality of la Union from Baguio. Tricycle drivers greet you warmly after a bus stop at its municipal hall. With your 10 peso coin, you can actually choose from many resorts near the place.
Choosing atypical resort is a real rural experience. After more than ten murky pools from fields that a motorcycle will traverse, you will find yourself amidst an almost valley haven. An elegant house stands proudly amidst a rice field. Beside is an out-of-place sticker of a pool in a rice field. Got the picture? It’s a rice field actually with an exposed pool in a quiet valley.
While you dip yourself in the pool, you have the opportunity to gaze at the flying mayas and check some cattle enjoying the mud bath. Then swim like the ordinary resort, clean and safe, until you exhaust at the end of the day. The day is even made perfect by the gray sky -no sun to burn your skin, no rain to transform the pool to be icy cold. Just a perfect day you sleep at night smiling.

The Ant and the Processor

There is an ancient ant descending a stony hill. Since the ant is ancient, he is enormous compared to other ants. He can’t even communicate with the little ants’ modern antennae. He tries to adjust everytime he meets a new ant. All he learns is the different species, class, and colors of the modern ants. He failed to find the way where these ants came from. He continues descending the stony hill.

Until one time this ant came into halt and ponder. He imagines the world as a smooth stone. So he slides down the stony hill. Never did it come to his mind that he’s got exoskeleton to protect him from the edginess of the stony hill. He just let go and slide down the hill. He hopes he don’t end up in the river down the stony hill. While rolling and tumbling down, he remembered he is ancient. He should have thought different earlier. So immediately he imagines the world as rough and edgy. Then he stops rolling and tumbling down inches away from the clapping river. He recovers and approaches the river. Then he swims away from the stony hill.

Release

So this is the Blogster world. This is my third blog and I am hoping to settle here for long. This is a new release like a termite fly in a foggy evening under a lampshade off its wings.

Twowato is actually spelled tuwato. I changed tu to two because i am a self proclaimed mathematician. Two is the third number in the Fibonacci Series.

Tuwato is a Cordilleran translation for dragonfly. Dragonfly is the life line of the nature. A forest is completely balanced if there are dragonflies. I am a Naturalist.

Prophecy came from Jason Mraz's Curbside Prophecy, the slackiest blogger. Prophecy pertains to what a prophet do and i dont want to go further on that for my first post.

I welcome myself, more posts to come.