Banyagang Gubat

...and because I'm becoming very good w/ hiatus lately, my tale for the week is of something very bad, just read it thru the rhyme -

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Sa minsan kong pagsisipilyo,

May dumapo sa batong-lababo,

"Waaa!" kay-itim na paa

ehiptong herodes maghugas pala

At ang “tronong” pinagharian ng iba?

Ah di bale na,

karumal-dumal nasilip nitong mata

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Lakbayin nalang natin

Kadilimang sulok ng salang-hardin

Wag lang pasaklot sa takot

Sa pugad ng indyanong tapis ng kumot

Malakapreng balahibo,

pantaas nilang saplot

Sa dako pa roon,

nagpipistang mga miron

may sabong ng negro't hapon

Hiyawan, palakpakan

may singkit ring nagkakalmutan!

Dahilan ng mapulang bakbakan? -

agawan sa lumang plantsahan

Kantina ma’y samut’-saring amoy

Walang panama bagoong ng Pinoy

Mga kutsarang kamay,

Namumulaklak sa kaning may kulay

Kailangan ang abilidad sa pagilag

Pag mumo sa ere pinagpag,

- sa pisngi’t baro mo siguradong lalapag

Hiningang di maatim langhapin

Lenggawaheng tenga'y ayaw tanggapin

Malatikbalang na tawa,

wala sa tonong kanta

Mga paang mistulang

nangangabayo sa kalsada

O Matayog kong Akomodasyon:

Ikaw ba sami'y Konsolasyon

o parusang Kunsumisyon?

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Gantimpala kaya ang kadawagang ito

Nang pinili kong talikdan Inang bayan ko?

Dirhamo sa gintong Puno ng mga Arabo

Kaytinik ng sanga tungo sa rurok mo,

Sa probinsyang payak namin,

Mainam pa yatang bukid araruhin.

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(In retrospect of the nerve-wrecking "jungle" I and my fellow remittance heroes had to combat & survived for years. I heared from an "x-con" mate, the prison break-inspired building were closed down for commercialism upgrade. -so it is now, but a mere creepy memory).

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Fright Night that was

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Hiatus & Horror,

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Hi Guys! Pardon AJ for the mini-hiatus. 'cant help but to work like desert donkey these days eh. Its no-easy to become a corporate slave in sandyland when its dry, dreary and creepy. I'm freaking tired,.. torn.. tattered. 'Been wanting to unlock the golden chain long-tangled in my very neck so i could play and live freely naman my one and only life the way i want it to be. But then again reality bites like those stubborn tiny leeches on my foreign bed. No way for homesickness, lame excuses or sick grudges esp if bills back home are greater and eternal as ever. Now thats what I called SHOCKING !

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Yep. Im behind sked again in posting something terrible for Holloween. But let me catch-up. I enjoyed spooky stuff more than a fat kid enjoyed eating burger or ice-cream. See, my inborn thirst for webblogging and hunger for bloghopping would always find its ways to you en to me.

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Speaking of shocking, who says the pagan celeb' of the living-dead is not well-observed in Mid-East, huh. As per the Fright Nite Parties I poke around, I could testify how the reserved Arabs unveiled and propped themselves w/ gory costumes side by side with the more holloween-party veterans from West, Asia & Africa. They too fancy fake bloods, vampire teeth and cobwebs, and so Dracula, Matilda and Freddy Kreugers, among horrible others. They LOVE the experience of scare, of chase, [and of massacre] by of course, bladeless ax or chainsaw. I should know, I was once a Haunted House Actor here for 3 nail-biting years (oh well, ...that's another shocking story :)

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- this was taken @Tourist Salsa Club in Abu-Dhabi w/ some of the night's

hot goblins and witches who provided the event with

some hair-raising moment and bone-chilling entertainment,

Ps:(its my real cute face, not a mask, huh :).

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Horror for a Cause,

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Outdoor, Pinoy-heroes in town celebrate the event in a more noteworthy ways upon braving the ghostly desert of of Hatta in Dubai for "GABI NG LAGIM" show ff: the the perennial success of muslim-intimidating litsunan sa disyerto and acccoustic-trippings in haranahan sa disyerto of recent years. It was a cool mix of Horror, Humor & Drama sponsored by valiant men of FORAC or Filipino Off-Road Auto Club. The proceeds of which funded the distressed OFW's - the runaways who are sheltered for months and years there in the congested (and chaotic) Philippine Embassies - as well as the Country's victims of twin Grim-Reapers Ondoy and Pepeng.

Fright Night that was...

photocredits: txs Brando & nukehead.

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Si pareng Erap Talaga (p-3): The Rise, Fall, Rise,... of an "Ex"

his magic lives...
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72 yrs old Erap hasn’t learnt his lessons “inside”, has he? Or maybe he was just ill-advised [again] by the country’s over-staying Trapo's. The aging champ of the masses became man of the hour anew after endorsing his 2nd bid to his very-much-missed Presidency come May 2010, dubbed by himself, and duly parroted by the ever protector-son Jinggoy as "the last performance of his life" – the same chiefhood his legendary Dad earned in ‘98 and lost-fast in ‘01 due to high-profile cases of loot or Plunder which he both renounces and keep mum anyway, but cause to oust and house-arrest him, however.
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the gaiety went on….
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Tondo, Manila: That vote-rich town where a number of his gangster movies were shot was a perfect place to herald his head-shaking comeback to the most polluted "jungle" in the Planet, (politics what else) as evident to gazillion of local fans and [critic says] "pay-rolled" followers from various parts of flood-inundated Metro who flocked in there to help-crutch their Idol’s re-building of “castle in the sky” for the poor and the oppressed.
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the odds continues…
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Im-no really an ANTI of super-someone responsible for my first name. The truth is, I had great popcorn time with many of his retro films in my then lazy (and carefree) afternoons. But hey, who would’nt smile now to his shameless pandering on GMA's almost bankrupt and arrogant leadership?, - and in his macho way of pontificating about dishonesty & morality while many of HIS are also being held in question?. If the aging Erap would make a younger Joseph (me) smile :), the armed-militia up there in the mountain FROWN over his public paging last week. The feared MILF regarded his re-election plan as form of threat to only revive the old animosity between them & the state in reminder of the former's combat policy in Mindanao w/c kills thousands of warring solders and displaced millions of grief-stricken tenants.
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the quest remain....

My bad for recapturing long-burried memories of our corrupt-culture days. Hence, it is the past which always stirs the present. Half of these bad memories are source of our cynicism and anger, other half of our misgivings and distrust. They could make and break us, - as a Nation and as an Individual. And so while we pride ourselves in the daily servings of political dramas and bickering by the aspirants and spectators alike, may the right wisdom and choice is what to Lord over us this time. An added slap in an already red face hurts even more, right?
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...to be continued
photocredit: Jun Aquino/Roby Villabona
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