A Simple Life

Wishing life is simple as it were before
Free from clutter, free from unfinished duties
Nothing to think of but my life alone
Wishing now that i am small, dreaming.

But life itself is complicated
Simple cannot define life, never
Living came before me, before us
And it will continue and won't turn back.

Cleaning up a mess can be done
But what if they are too many and too messy
I bet you won't know what to do or where to start
It'll leave you comatose.

Missing my old young me, prude and self righteous
I'm too multi-faceted now
I don't even recognize my other selves
I'm confused, surrounded but alone.

I usually sleep awake, constructing
Planning in my inner peace, a slice in my pre-slumber
And when i dream i grab the achievement
But life's not a dream, reality lives.

I can't breath now

Sleepless nights haunt me
I don't know what to feel
The fear of the unknown kills me
And the fear of knowing jolts me

This one, i brought to myself
Aren't I in the same boat again
I should've known better
I know better

Hellos and goodbyes
Acceptance and rejections
Regrets and moving on
Am i ready for this?

I feel the pain
I smell the sorrow
I can't breath now
Lord help me

Nothing

I know that you know theres something about the way i look at you. You don't shut me off. In a way it hurts 'coz i know you care, somehow. But it meant nothing to you, nothing, nothing.  Fuckin shit, nothing!

The One Who Listens (A September Prayer)

I never really thought I belived in God,
but I found myself saying this over and over in my head,
"He won't judge us from what we have, but what we have become for him."
Have I reached a new low?

Frustrations ate me recently,
and it did chew up my confidence and constant shield.
I normally shove these to the side and come out unaffected,
but it did made my gait quiver, but then I let go.

What have I got to do but to move on,
and be the best that I can be.
No pretensions,
though with little apprehensions.

There is a greater being that has held this world before us.
I am not sure if God really looks over us, guiding us.
Though that, I know leaving this world would be meaningless,
if not offering our selves to a greater sense.

With that, I take this prayer,
as a reflection of my acquaintance to myself,
and to God as my re-recognized God and Friend,
when no one else is there to listen.

Magellan's Cross: The Cross within a Cross

"This Cross of Tindalo Wood Encases the Original Cross Planted By Ferdinand Magellan On This Very Site, April 21, 1521."

These are the words engraved on a marble plank mounted on the foundation that erects the Magellan's Cross, so apparently the original cross is inside the wooden cross we see right now on the site. Truly, the cross within a cross.

This site is just off Church of Santo Niño de Cebu, about 5 meters from the church gates, and accross the Cebu City hall (correct me if I'm wrong).

Housed in a concrete structure, it is as well believed that the true cross may have been destroyed and was and is not really "in" the present cross vessel.

The structure that houses the cross

The stonework and steelwork is a beau

"The Cross of Magellan" plaque, circa 1941

The marble plank I was talking about

I was not really 'wowed' by the site until I took this (lol)

Hope to visit more of these historical sites! Go and explore the Philippines!

For more info and info credits: Wikipedia