Unfolding

                The sky was painted with stars as to bring light to where the sun sleeps at night and to where the moon can give enough luminescence for lovers to ignite their fire amidst the cold and in the dark. Memory tells me of two lovebirds bathing beneath the cosmic wonder while looking beneath city lights, to where the flames of romance was fiery and feisty for it was yet the genesis. Getting lost in the dark while playing in abundance the treasures set upon their hearts, they seek nothing else but the pure hour of still time to enjoy the meet of their two souls who felt home in the bosom of the other. As the night grew colder and colder, hostile to a weak body, all they have is the warmth of security and divinity upon knowing each other’s will to romantically submit to the other.                 Ah yes the hilltop to where the destiny of two persons came into existence. It has been awhile that the fates of these two are intertwined by divine musings and never has the bon

To love is a duty; to continue loving will be forever my obligation. To promise to love her for all of time is one big vow, but every inch of honour I give not to crystallize it in a dream, but making the dream alive and not anymore a dream but something that is already lived. “Chu, I think I am in love with you.” Ah such sweet words coming from that lonely corner in a block and that rang for an eternity. “Pwede naka mu-graduate karon Joy?” and she said “YES!”, still gives me the thrill, anxiety and the excitement of the moment as how I felt it back then, but still now I am feeling the all the more in love because she is with me now, and I am hers, for that WE happened and we keep it that way. “I want you to be my lifetime partner”. All the more I felt in paradise hearing those words that seem to perpetually ring in my ears. It is been 6 months, and time is not something to brag about but is a compliment of how long we have been, but within those months are hardships that are triumpha

                I guess we have started the fire too early. Our love was so fiery at first that we were so adventurous even if we barely knew each other, but our hearts trusted one another into the commitment of such endeavours. It has been quite awhile when things are not physical anymore and an ordinary guy seems to be fasting in this manner of which most of the times guys who fast surely would not last. I am not just a guy but a man. She loves me in how I appear and in how I am inside. She made a deal with me by giving and trusting her heart to me and for that it goes beyond physicality. Although I am slightly dismayed by the fact of such fasting but it does not matter to me, because a man who has a goal in his heart is bound to achieve it and my goal is not as fleeting as carnality but the love and the eternal companionship is what I long for. Let the flesh come to manifest soon enough when things are in there proper place and when she is in the right mind to do so.          

                I had a talk with her days ago about our situation and it made me reflect on few things and those are like - have I ever been a good partner and what kind of person I am. Sometimes I am but too blind to see my own faults and that is why I am gifted with a partner who can see through my faults and has the courage to tell me in plain words. She has been a gift to me, and I say she is my loving mirror. I may have failed but she gave me the chance to prove myself worthy again unto her, to correct my ways to love her as she is and taught me the subtle ways to be in the world. She alone tames me for I am filled with the fire of youth and idealism. She but calms me. I have been a problematic self, but she is patient enough to be with me and to see me grow and change. All a man could do is to change himself for the betterment of a relationship. Rarely do we see men sell their principles in the name of relationship, because most men cannot sell their own soul for something else

      I have been relieved from my duties of being a teacher due to the conflict of culture. I am guilty of not following the syllabus but I redefined it to give students a breather from the mechanized structure of the educational system. I am guilty of cursing inside the classroom and I am proud of it, since I curse when I needed to and to give emphasis. I am guilty that I discussed sex in class, but that I am legitimizing it through Freud, Russell and Alain de Botton. Why do I discuss these in the Humanities? Is it not because it is one way to liberate students from thought control? Thought control from conservatism and tradition? I applied Nietzsche and some of the critical thinkers inside the classroom. I even imbue that kind of philosophical trend through my art. I had very negative feedbacks about that, but in equal I have positive feedbacks to those who understood me. Yes, I failed in the rubrics of the administration and even caught their attention through student’s personaliz