03.20.2018

Maybe God is making me feel pain. And in the most simplest way possible, too. My phone just broke down a week ago which is making me disabled online. I just lost my wallet, too. It had money, IDs, my credit card and most of all, my stash of memory cards and SIM cards. I…

Trickle

My tears mean nothing, Trickling down, down, Breaking into ashes Oh, heart of my own. My voice means nothing, Crackign sharp, sharply But it makes no sound, Not even a meaning. To their ears it crosses, Fast, very quickly, The heart of it unknown, Alone as it will always be. They look but turn around,…

02042018

I’m the type to believe every little superstitious thing my mother tells us. And one thing I really believe is that a family should have a pet, especially when they start having kids. I grew up with no pets. My mom said we used tohae a dog but I never could remember him. Then we…

The Holidays Matter, And Mine Did

I don’t celebrate Christmas. I don’t believe in it. I mean, the December 25th celebration. I believe that Christ was born in April, and that more than His birth, His death and ressurection is what matters most, the reason for our soul’s eternal salvation. But I live in the Philippines, a country that takes the…

12222017

  I came to the office and he didn’t even smile at me, something he usually does whenever I arrive. I sat there and something felt gloomy about him. The other developer was talking to him but he barely even opened his mouth. The other web designer arrived a few minutes after me and tried…

12172017

Damn. My footsteps are heavy. Maybe I shouldn’t have come. It’s not too late to turn back anyway. But oh no. The door opened. The company’s year-end party was tonight and my anxiety is getting the best out of me because I am so scared to even say a word. I looked inside and saw…

11212017

I hate dreams. I have learned to hate them. But I still have to embrace them. After my numerous encounters with dreams of mine that give me either a warning or a glimpse of the future, I learned to always take them heed. My mom always says that dreams are the works of your mind….

Hi! My Name is Keji!

I was born into a small house in a very quiet neighborhood. I can’t remember who my mother was anymore. Maybe she looked like me, or maybe my brother. I don’t know. But what I do remember is that they gave us away. It was a sad day, I agree. But that was also one…

11152017

When I was a kid, I was always amazed with choirs and how they sing. I used to tell myself, “I want to be just like them.” Even when we joined our church almost 15 years ago, I was amazed at how the singers sang hymns. Then I remember hearing the Hallelujah chorus being sung…

A First Time For Everything

The Lord has been gracious and has given me the gift of words. But everyone who knows me deeply, know for a fact that my words are limited to that of writing. Yes, I am good in speaking, but I have never been that great when it comes to talking to people I don’t know….

10272017

WARNING : Some weird shit coming up Some people can find it really easy to focus on stuff. Some can’t. In my case, I make it easy for myself. If people tend to stop and focus on a certain object, they neglect everything else around them. I’m not like that. My mind usually races and…

10182017

After a few months of hurdling myself in the realm of writing, I finally went back to reading books. The paperback ones. I’ve been so engaged in writing stuff off my head that I totally neglected the love for books, reading them in general. I had to go through the ill activity of looking for…