blender within
May 2, 2009When words come out bland, I let my mind wander in some hard to reach corners of my being, hoping that it would find some gleaming phrases there. All it finds, however, are pieces of scrap metal strewn on the musty floor, rusting away but refusing to be thrown into the garbage bin. Some memories can be adamant like leeches. Or are they indeed memories? Or mere wads of thoughts that got stuck there after I have put off a major cleanup again for the umpteenth time? Cleaning up is a nasty business. How can I defragment a soul that frowns upon categorization? Everything is so mixed up in there I’m starting to think it has some sort of blender that eternally grinds down everything—memories, thoughts, ideas, emotions—to a mush, unrecognizable in its gooey viscosity. Now if you could find some words in that mess, lucky you. I can’t. My mind should wander elsewhere.
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You write like Bob Ong, or so I thought. Galing mo talaga. Nakakawili ung mga posts mo. Keep it up, bro!
wow.
Posted by mary anne at May 5, 2009, 12:47 amhehe.
ang lalim ng vocabulary mo tol.
haha.