The Living Irony

the never-ever-ending nosebleeds...

2007-02-01T09:24:00.000+08:00

finally there is a solution to our undying quest for power... and it's in the form of iPods!
don't believe me? look at the tech section of every on-line store/bidding sites out there... so full of electrical umbilical cords and whatnot.

it's not sickening at all, but we are just so dependent on things such as these... as if our ears cannot handle no more than a few decibels of 6 hours worth of music. and what to do with those 60 GB worht of songs and videos? isn't the boob tube enough nowadays?

even little kids are getting into the fad : rode on a bus one day, and sat next to this old lady with her grandson... with earbuds covering his ears, singing out loud to a novelty song.

i know these technological advancements/hullabaloo are just new and are very effective economicallywise, but sometimes there are just things that can be used only when the occasion calls for it.

and in times like these, money is no object.sometimes i wonder why I even bother to rant about these things.and mp3's sell like hotcakes on-line, whenever you feel like downloading it, legally or illegally.

and that's how kids these days discover the worth of porn on the net.but that's another story...
tune in next time for more rants from this annoying little blog/blogger.

Nobody knows crap...

2006-07-05T12:26:00.000+08:00

Nobody knows all the trouble I've seen...
(In fact, no one else knows but me)
(oh, wait... let's re-phrase that)

Not everyone sees what I see...

Sometimes you even wish that the COW economics were facts of life.

So what do we really see NOW???

No one can justify such answer.... simply because they do not know what I mean.

Okay, I'll spare you again today.

Jew's CLUES!

2006-01-24T21:49:00.000+08:00

Made up something to spare me from my
misery... no actually, to make it remain in the
depths of my heart till... the four corners of this
one-room?

JEWS CLUES!

Some random kid: A clue!
Stanislausus The Dope a.k.a. Steve: A shoe!
SRK: no, a clue!
Steve: Smelly Sue?
SRK: goddamnit...
Steve: oh, A CLUE! A JEWS CLUE!
SRK: (slaps forehead...)

Jews CLUES! (2x)

We gotta find ourselves a crucifix
That's the first clue!
We put it near the Bible
'Cause its

Jews CLUES! (2x)

We gotta find the Holy Grail
That's the second clue
Put its story in the Bible
'Cause its

Jews CLUES! (2x)

Hunt down Marilyn Manson
That's the third clue
We burn him AND the Bible
'Cause its

Jews CLUES! (2x)

Steve: You know what to do!
SRK: (scratches head...) ...h-huh?

We kneel behind the altar
And we...

PRAY!
Pray!
Pra-a-aayy!!!

'Cause we corrupt our own minds
Take Prozac a few times
Then we can do lots of things...

THAT WE DON'T NORMALLY DO!

Steve: I love that song!
SRK: Whatever...
(runs off to his cage -erm, basement)

Guess what folks?
I'm making myself a musical!
=
runs off to one-room and sniffs...
smelly socks hung by the air conditioning
=

Later.

Inevitable AND Horrific... sadly, TRUE

2006-01-24T20:46:00.000+08:00

You would always know when you have had enough of something
like ice cream, novelty songs continuously being played - or worse -
requested on the radio, 20+ people ending up as roadkill for jaywalking
day by day by day by day by day,
love, falling in love, heartaches, falling over... from the bed,
sleepless nights brought to you by

=mm... sooo good!=
CHOCOLATE
toothaches
(cavities, anyone?)
plus, being disturbed from

=YES! Oh!!! Finally!=
A good night's sleep
for disturbing others the previous night when you had a toothache...
-
-
- you get the scene.

And yet, it always has to slap you in the face, every waking moment
of your life - like commitment - yeah,
I know what you want...

But then what do people really want out of their lives?
It's as if we are being recycled for millions of years in the making
and yet we have not yet reached our goal
to be that person we have always had wet-dreams of...

nope, it's not to be perfect...
and
no, I'm not male...
and
no, not penthouse models...

We actually want to make our stay in this little concentration camp
-erm, planet

WORTHWHILE!
and
WORTH LIVING!

What are we? kids in summercamp?
oh, I beg your pardon:
Facist-Anxiety-Gingersnaps-camp?

And for geezus sake!
WHAT ARE WE DOING???

Risking our lives by jaywalking only to get to that "BIG" sale at some mall...
Listening and letting some meaningless/pointless song
burn in you brain for that "its a fad!" excuse...
We are sooo sick.

Iba Talaga
'Pag
Ipokrito
'NO?

- I hear a lot of people say that
about me without them knowing or
when they turn to their backs
(hope they shrivel into raisins and squirm in PAIN)
so now i guess you know why i am
sooo fucking mad at the world
everyday...

now we know why it's inevitable
to talk behind someone's back
and yet keep the trust just to hold that
strong bond of friendship

oh, so sorry

That strong band of connections
taken for granted just so one
lands on a decent job nowadays on
thy sweet earth of my country...

I admit I have faults, but I try to change and I do see
positive results more and more everytime.
I don't boycott and I let out opinions without
going through being tortured and electrocuted on that chair.
I can work under pressure even if there is no one around
to help me. And goodness, am I the only sane person who
can last all day long in a cubicle facing some non-living working
companion without switching the view to games or chat
AND ACTUALLY WORK?

O-kay... I think that was a little too much for the little kiddies.

I'll see what I can do in a bit

2005-12-23T16:31:00.000+08:00

EveryThing
In life
Has its
Purpose
Therefore
ME
Beating
YOU up is
JUSTIFIABLE...

you can never tell how angry i am at the world...
anyway, its all up to the weenies in my bbq to decide whether
they are having a jolly good time on earth.

oh yeah, not much of a X'mas person.

you know how business people deck their malls
with lots of X'mas-sy stuff to remind people of the holidays
and then get both cash & credit in return? I hope they
still haven't brain-washed you... anyway

Happy almost X'mas people!

Happiness is _(add adjective here)_ for the depressed soul.

2005-10-28T02:39:00.000+08:00

has anyone ever heard of heavy metal? I hope so. I have just been trying to re-discover my rock n' roll roots when I came upon some of my uncle's KISS collection. yes, that devilish band with the long tongues and bloody mouths... you get the picture.

next, I downloaded another one of those mp3s that have the tags 'heavy metal' to it. I could only stare and drool at reality. why do we even have to classify everything? why must we all be labelled?

after that, all the Cradle Of Filth CD's I had were missing from my collection. tried to look for them everywhere, and found them in a friend's closet, hidden beneath a pile of his laundry. And then I had to bash his head 5 times just to get them clean. Then bade him to look for another copy - in mint condition. The last CD I lent him (actually, have him lost it) was Metallica's latest. had him bashed 6 times. poor duff.

But then, we get so angry that we don't even bother to look back or re-think. being labelled means everything to you now, especially if other 'people/stereotypes' blame you for being a demonic/neurotic devil worshipper (Geezuz, that was redundant enough) for listening to bands that actually have a message than songs about having biAtches for company and living large with all the 'bling'-things. how I hate pop-culture.

the last thing I want to hear about is making up the lies. I know, I know, I like big butts and I cannot lie... sorta-thing. I have to blend in just so to feel accepted - which is wrong, btw, kids - and be able to talk to the other half.

but we must not let ourselves be taken by those evil, evil things called tags. we must not be brought down by the names they call us, or the image they see us in, or maybe in... muck?

really weird things happen, and it's not because of man. it's because of man's folly.

deepest sympathies to those affected by war, natural calamities, indifference and suicidal thoughts. spare yourself the pain; don't commit suicide just yet, it's not over. I mean, hurting yourself only gets you... hurt? and what else? Hurt. and the news is not exploiting people, or in other cases, harassing people. they just want the world to see how you are doing.

never get angry at those who know they are concerned. get angry (and maybe, kill - if you're that lucky) at those who show they are concerned. yea, humans are bad secret-keepers.

labels are for food! what do I look like? Tuna fish?
(I would like to thank spongebob for the world under the sea...)
(who lives in a pineapple under the sea? - what's the big deal with that? they don't have pineapples under the sea... they have cold temperatures and nothing but sediments of nearby rock formations and volcanic stuff).

and with that goody-good speech, I donated (total geeky me) half my shares to some project (non-government oriented) to help those who feel so down and so depressed by the minute... like me.

thank you and good morning.

2005-10-27T00:46:00.000+08:00

I have recently been surfing the net for goodies and anything to download when I came upon the Dante's Inferno test... kind of disturbing but interesting anyway...

I really can't (actually, don't) believe what my results are:

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Fifth Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Extreme
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very High
Level 7 (Violent)	Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Very High

Take the Dante's Inferno Test

People don't really know what they do everyday unless they try to look back or reflect. I just wonder if those people / writers who make such tests and ask such questions do the same thing? I know Alighieri did. I know I do that. How about you? Been living clean lately?

And I am just so happy to be able to post another one of my rants, and watch Kill Bill vol. 1 at the same time. I love bloody movies... just like government leaders...?

If you're not really sure about your life, don't commit suicide just yet. Save yourself from the pain of a blade slicing through your neck, or a rope strangling you out of breath. Geezuz, that ought to hurt. I know those things do. And please, if you are trying to follow some fad out there, don't try to be unconventional, 'cause everyone else is nowadays (no one maintains his originality in one sitting for sure).

Stay good kids!

The Living Irony Strikes Again...

2005-08-16T11:27:00.000+08:00

Ah, the suspense of everyday life... so much for pizza. But the latest achievements in almost all fields of possibilities become cheesier by the minute. Poor Urban Professionals (read Pugad Baboy to know more...) are now walking about...

And instead of living the great corporate life, they are about buying, selling and (hopefully), recycling newspapers and old bottles.

Dyaryo! Bote! - That's the life for me!

I wonder what it's like to be an oompa-loompa in Willy Wonka's big corp. of comfort food?

Big Pork Bun

2005-07-30T00:02:00.000+08:00

someone just asked me who the hell is that big pork bun in the middle of my artwork? Ah... parody. Sometimes, it just gets in the way of understanding.

Translation: Sinong siopao 'yan? - ouch.
(and yes, that 'Siopao' was supposed to be me)
(ah... big cheeks)

Which is why, for me, Philosophy is both a like and a dislike.

I like Philosophy, especially when I can say that I am right.
I hate it when I am proven wrong. I hate to be wrong, but I have to accept that nobody's perfect.

Plus, just yesterday, I made a really cool shirt. My scanner just got wrecked so I can't show you the design... although those are just a bunch of words.

The Shirt sign goes like this:

Ikaw?

MAGANDA?

(libre mangarap...)

^_^;

- one of the reasons why I am proud to be Pinoy. Great huh?

Very feminine... makes me puke. Did you know that straight men are attracted to pink,

although they don't prefer to wear anything in that color? That's why women tend to go

all out in pink. I have to admit: I HATE IT. Why does that have to be a fact?

And who says we don't have any right when we have all the words we can cuss with in the Filipino language? Howcome we tend to neglect our rights, and plead too much for authorities to give us freedom of speech when we already have it?

Damn the rallies.

Great, now I just happen to remember my friend who is currently listening to Marylin Manson. Is he transvestite or what? I loathe him and his minions... although his art is very... um, interesting. Like the Slipknot nuts somewhere out there, moshing amongst the little teenage stereotypes (you know, the ones that are in their decline age?) in black wearing hockey masks...

I.PT.U.

I am a roundlet in a square world of indifference...

2005-07-13T19:52:00.000+08:00

Like it or not,
Some just have the guts to leave others behind.

Yea, that's one crisis. The other's just government (stupid little people... like us)

Can't go out: there are too many people outside the building...

Face it, the Filipinos have become pathetic due to countless revolts, what's bad is we can't think of a new, and perhaps a more peaceful way. I hate it when I see turmoil in CNN, especially when they get to talk about it on Larry King Live.

In case you're wondering, this is what I call self-expression... not to mention the heavy strokes.

I am so losing my golly-gee bananas over these protests and movements. Anyone go nuts?

The world is a jumbo salad bowl; with whipped cream and nuts sprinkled all over... mMm... politics!

Let's now move on to economics --- kidding.

'T' is for Toilet,

It's great for everyone!

'T' is for Toilet,

A great way to have fun!

Flush 'em down,

Now there's none!

(sing with me managers!)

What do you do when you do not know?

KO-DI-GO! (2x)

What do you do when you do not know?
KO-DI-GO! (2x)

Let there be light...

2005-07-11T23:22:00.000+08:00

Where on earth did the light go? When the big guy up there said "let there be light", what the hell did he mean by that?

So sad but true, there is no light shed on this pretty island. Even the tyrrant rulers are blind, leaving some of their tracks for others to catch them, with their evil deeds of cheating. But if there was such thing as light, then where did the plants go?

Too much light made them wither. But how can we replace them? Hopefully, someone will reply to that. Poor future generations! Woe for them!

And if someone out there hopes to become a doctor someday, I hope you make a difference... and help those lovers who can't get a hold of themselves from making-love (yes, I am talking about AIDS).

Plus, if no one acts now, how can we make our stay on this shithole (excuse my french) worth the while? I am, so sorry, making a difference somehow by the power in form of writing. For those who still do not believe in the power of ghostwriters, let me remind (actually, haunt) you:

You are not ALONE...

I hate it when people misinterpret my rants. Thanks.

I have to admit, I do not own this picture. It rightfully belongs to Stephanie Pui-Mun Law (go to ShadowScapes - really interesting art).

First Rant...

2005-07-10T20:09:00.000+08:00

Ah yes, my very first rant. Pity people barely know this young and brooding =ahem= person... even the net broke my heart. why, oh why was man created to suffer and complain, and never having enough common sense. Common sense? Anyone barely uses their common sense nowadays.

Chewing gum's purpose is to be eaten or stuck under a chair, or as an adhesive... but not meant to get stuck in brains, or stuffed in skulls. Please... forgive me if I'm wrong, but all that mass media feeds us is trash. Even news isn't worth knowing and hearing about anymore.

If anyone out there knows me, do tell the people I am on the brink of... having friends? Dunno 'bout you guys, but I'm just peachy keen at this moment. Yes, at this rate, I'm quite =ahem= okay.