Hi,
So I haven't been on this blog for a while now. Things have been great over at www.upbatibot.com, and coupled with school work and the occasional side trip, I've had plenty on my plate. As we pick up on the road to cookout though, schedules are about to tighten up, only to release into a a full week of 0 responsibilities as the first string of long exams come to a close.
It's the perfect time to start a side project.
To anyone at all interested, I'm looking for short, borderline romantic stories. Almost on the level of basic instructions to relationships. I have this idea in mind for a series of short films, and the style in my mind is best suited to mushy crap. While I consider myself a pretty amazing guy (stroke eyebrows), writing for the mush has never been a strong point of mine.
So yeah. Love stuff. Go. I'm open to any and all suggestions. The style I'm going to go for while shooting this is something I've been meaning to experiment with for a time now, but never got around to. With free time coming up in about 3 weeks (with only my short film to occupy it), shooting for the mush should be easy.
Have I mentioned that www.upbatibot.com is doing great? Because if I have, I don't want to mention it again. It might seem as shameless plugging, you know, to repeat that www.upbatibot.com is doing great. Just sayin'
paopaopaopaopaopaopao
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
It's a great time to be alive.
For a person who's lost himself in the present and is unsure of what to do in the future, meeting people from your past is a good place to start. It's not that they have the answers, but they do give you some new perspective to see exactly where you are right now. Talk to them just a little, and you remember the little things that you've compromised along the way. Talk to them long enough, and you might just remember something important. Something you forgot.
Details of who you are and dreams have a lot in common. The same way you forget a dream you had the moment you wake up, you forget details almost instantly - and you'll usually realize them a little too late. And exactly like dreams, remembering details about yourself can become a little tricky. There is no way to be sure if the information you've gathered about yourself is real, or a collection of something that sounds real. The trick is to not focus on the details from then on. It's a lot more important to focus on what the details mean. Figuring out what the information could be for is oftentimes more advantageous than actually learning the information. Now you have a goal. The only challenge now is to get there.
Spend enough time running and you realize that a lot of what is chasing you is all in your head. That's when you realize: You weren't supposed to be running away. You were supposed to be getting somewhere.
Details of who you are and dreams have a lot in common. The same way you forget a dream you had the moment you wake up, you forget details almost instantly - and you'll usually realize them a little too late. And exactly like dreams, remembering details about yourself can become a little tricky. There is no way to be sure if the information you've gathered about yourself is real, or a collection of something that sounds real. The trick is to not focus on the details from then on. It's a lot more important to focus on what the details mean. Figuring out what the information could be for is oftentimes more advantageous than actually learning the information. Now you have a goal. The only challenge now is to get there.
Spend enough time running and you realize that a lot of what is chasing you is all in your head. That's when you realize: You weren't supposed to be running away. You were supposed to be getting somewhere.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
When in doubt, watch Code Geass
It's been a while since I've touched this blog, and it's partly because I've been busy with a few projects (of which there was a surprising drought of after a very depressing April), and the other part because I've managed to learn a new set of skills over the summer. Skillsets that will hopefully help me fight crime. Fight crime better, I mean.
But that's for another day.
Today I need help. Ideas. If anyone knows about anything related to Philippine Folklore and Mythologies, drop me a line. Yes, I've whored the fuck out of Wikipedia already, but it isn't enough. If I have to pay you in french fries just so I can hear your second hand account of your lola's friend's uncle's sixth toe that was given by a tianak, I will. The more, the better in this case.
Anyway, that's it for now. Oh, and by the way: Exactly what IS a Justin Bieber?
Meh.
Paopaopaopaopaopaopao
But that's for another day.
Today I need help. Ideas. If anyone knows about anything related to Philippine Folklore and Mythologies, drop me a line. Yes, I've whored the fuck out of Wikipedia already, but it isn't enough. If I have to pay you in french fries just so I can hear your second hand account of your lola's friend's uncle's sixth toe that was given by a tianak, I will. The more, the better in this case.
Anyway, that's it for now. Oh, and by the way: Exactly what IS a Justin Bieber?
Meh.
Paopaopaopaopaopaopao
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Hectic
Everything's been so hectic lately. It's one after the other and if it isn't work it's something that tugs on who I am: Emotionally, mentally, whatever. It's all been really draining.
Today I had to opportunity to spend the day with people who knew me. I was able to reflect on the challenges I've set before myself as the result of some bad decisions. I was able to stop and sit and laugh in the company of friends.
But at the end of the day, I have never felt so disconnected in my life.
I have good friends. Great characters that know a facet of me. But through it all, I have never let anyone really know who I was. No one was ever really in a position to really connect with me in a way that's second nature; a sense of security of knowing that the person you're with knows you better than you know yourself.
Actually, that's wrong. There have been two, and I've lost both of them. There have been many realizations over the past few weeks. Today was the hardest. Today I realized that no one really knows who I am anymore, and because of what I'm becoming, I can never let anyone in again.
I am not one to stay down, but today life got the better of me. I'm out. I'm done.
Today I had to opportunity to spend the day with people who knew me. I was able to reflect on the challenges I've set before myself as the result of some bad decisions. I was able to stop and sit and laugh in the company of friends.
But at the end of the day, I have never felt so disconnected in my life.
I have good friends. Great characters that know a facet of me. But through it all, I have never let anyone really know who I was. No one was ever really in a position to really connect with me in a way that's second nature; a sense of security of knowing that the person you're with knows you better than you know yourself.
Actually, that's wrong. There have been two, and I've lost both of them. There have been many realizations over the past few weeks. Today was the hardest. Today I realized that no one really knows who I am anymore, and because of what I'm becoming, I can never let anyone in again.
I am not one to stay down, but today life got the better of me. I'm out. I'm done.
Riposte! Otherweb
In the Beginning, there was only the void; and the void was without form. Darkness rippled from it's depths, And the Spirit of the Lord created night and day.
And from the First Divide, God created the Weaver to shape time and creation.
And the Weaver gave night and day form, which the Lord called Darkness and Light.
And the Weaver created the First Pattern. The Spirit of the Lord moved across the Great Web and, touching it's strands, the Song of creation resonated loud and true.
And God said, Let there be life; and it was so.
Evening and Morning came. And it was the First Day.
And God said, 'Let the song of creation fill these creatures with life, and let the strands of the Great Web give them form and bearing; may they fly as high as the heavens above and swim in the deep waters of the Great Web.'
And the Weaver did as the Lord commanded, and the Great Web was filled with creatures great and small; and the Song of Creation resonated loud and true.
Evening and Morning Came. And it was the Second Day.
Now war arose in heaven, for Lucifer did not wish there be a song more beautiful and true than he and God saw it fit to intervene. His most beautiful child, whose eyes reflected the most beautiful of stars, stood forth to oppose him.
He led his angels into battle, and march to the place where his father's throne stood high above creation, and he sought to place his throne higher than that of his father.
And so the Lord did battle with His First Born Son, and defeated him. So terrible was his sin that there was no longer any place for them in heaven. Lucifer, the Great and Beautiful Serpent, first among equals, was thrown down to the earth, and his angels were thrown down with him.
Grieving, the Lord took away from them their beauty, and with it, created his new children.
And the Weaver gave them the form of fallen angels, and they were the most beautiful creatures in the Great Web.
Evening and Morning came. And it was the Third Day.
And God said, 'Let there be a great and terrible to prison to house my fallen children. Behold, let it be made of the unfathomable void that I have conquered, lest my fallen children rise up and set their gaze above my throne once more. In this endless void, let every step lead back to the beginning and every road lead into the end.'
And so The Weaver spun their great prison; from the Void the Weaver created the Impossible Web. Every beginning led to the end, and Lucifer and his host could only witness the rest of creation from behind it's mirror glass strands.
And the Spirit of the Lord touched it surfaced, for it resonated the Song of Lucifer. And, seeing that it's strand held strong and true, proclaimed it, 'Otherweb'.
Evening and Morning came. And it was the start of the rest of the days.
The Book of Threads 1: 1-18
And from the First Divide, God created the Weaver to shape time and creation.
And the Weaver gave night and day form, which the Lord called Darkness and Light.
And the Weaver created the First Pattern. The Spirit of the Lord moved across the Great Web and, touching it's strands, the Song of creation resonated loud and true.
And God said, Let there be life; and it was so.
Evening and Morning came. And it was the First Day.
And God said, 'Let the song of creation fill these creatures with life, and let the strands of the Great Web give them form and bearing; may they fly as high as the heavens above and swim in the deep waters of the Great Web.'
And the Weaver did as the Lord commanded, and the Great Web was filled with creatures great and small; and the Song of Creation resonated loud and true.
Evening and Morning Came. And it was the Second Day.
Now war arose in heaven, for Lucifer did not wish there be a song more beautiful and true than he and God saw it fit to intervene. His most beautiful child, whose eyes reflected the most beautiful of stars, stood forth to oppose him.
He led his angels into battle, and march to the place where his father's throne stood high above creation, and he sought to place his throne higher than that of his father.
And so the Lord did battle with His First Born Son, and defeated him. So terrible was his sin that there was no longer any place for them in heaven. Lucifer, the Great and Beautiful Serpent, first among equals, was thrown down to the earth, and his angels were thrown down with him.
Grieving, the Lord took away from them their beauty, and with it, created his new children.
And the Weaver gave them the form of fallen angels, and they were the most beautiful creatures in the Great Web.
Evening and Morning came. And it was the Third Day.
And God said, 'Let there be a great and terrible to prison to house my fallen children. Behold, let it be made of the unfathomable void that I have conquered, lest my fallen children rise up and set their gaze above my throne once more. In this endless void, let every step lead back to the beginning and every road lead into the end.'
And so The Weaver spun their great prison; from the Void the Weaver created the Impossible Web. Every beginning led to the end, and Lucifer and his host could only witness the rest of creation from behind it's mirror glass strands.
And the Spirit of the Lord touched it surfaced, for it resonated the Song of Lucifer. And, seeing that it's strand held strong and true, proclaimed it, 'Otherweb'.
Evening and Morning came. And it was the start of the rest of the days.
The Book of Threads 1: 1-18
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
I want to put something on here.
But I can't. I'm at a loss for words. By now, I should be comfortable with this feeling. It happened gradually, and then, suddenly.
I still enjoyed our time together, though. It was better than any fiction I can commit to paper. It was real.
End post.
I still enjoyed our time together, though. It was better than any fiction I can commit to paper. It was real.
End post.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
I enjoy games, especially on my birthday.
So my birthday is coming up. I know a few people are looking to celebrate by way of booze (21 baby, sup), food and bad singing, and I've done my best especially in the past few weeks of frustrating their plans because I had none of my own.
Originally, I had wanted to travel alone on my birthday. It's a stupid little superstition I've held onto for years that, for the purposes of being not annoying, is going be largely ignored for the remainder of this announcement. Up until this morning, I had no plans on what I actually wanted to do for my birthday. A lot of people seem to be excited about it. I am, too, but not as much. Uncertainty does that I suppose.
But the answer came to me this morning. I found a way to keep my share of the deal (some good ole' alone time) and a way to keep other people happy (not leaving the island), and in true me-fashion it's going to be in a form of a game.
I am not going to leave the island of Cebu. Instead, I am going to check-in in one of it's many wonderful hotels, and spend the day visiting places that mean something to me. It's a little promise I have with myself: By 12MN, April 22nd, Pao is going to drop a lot of bad habits. I suppose you could say that the term 'birthday' is really very fitting for this sort of thing.
Now why is it a game? I know (and I'm talking to you, Bea Sagun, the Ivo company and friends, haha) want to celebrate with me. I do too, but the best way you can is to see Cebu from my eyes. I have always loved this city. I have always enjoyed walking around it, and getting lost. In about a few hours, I will walk a specific path through Cebu. Maybe you can join me.
Of course there's a catch. What's a game without a little excitement? In a few hours I will put up a list of the places that I will be visiting, but they will be in no particular order. What's more, even the hotel I'll be staying in for the night will be a secret. I have told no one (and I mean no one). There's an incentive of course: If you find me, then dinner and drinks will be all on me.
Celebrate with me guys. Celebrate by embracing the few things I hold sacred. Adventure, creativity and the sense of just getting lost around my second home.
This should be fun :P
Originally, I had wanted to travel alone on my birthday. It's a stupid little superstition I've held onto for years that, for the purposes of being not annoying, is going be largely ignored for the remainder of this announcement. Up until this morning, I had no plans on what I actually wanted to do for my birthday. A lot of people seem to be excited about it. I am, too, but not as much. Uncertainty does that I suppose.
But the answer came to me this morning. I found a way to keep my share of the deal (some good ole' alone time) and a way to keep other people happy (not leaving the island), and in true me-fashion it's going to be in a form of a game.
I am not going to leave the island of Cebu. Instead, I am going to check-in in one of it's many wonderful hotels, and spend the day visiting places that mean something to me. It's a little promise I have with myself: By 12MN, April 22nd, Pao is going to drop a lot of bad habits. I suppose you could say that the term 'birthday' is really very fitting for this sort of thing.
Now why is it a game? I know (and I'm talking to you, Bea Sagun, the Ivo company and friends, haha) want to celebrate with me. I do too, but the best way you can is to see Cebu from my eyes. I have always loved this city. I have always enjoyed walking around it, and getting lost. In about a few hours, I will walk a specific path through Cebu. Maybe you can join me.
Of course there's a catch. What's a game without a little excitement? In a few hours I will put up a list of the places that I will be visiting, but they will be in no particular order. What's more, even the hotel I'll be staying in for the night will be a secret. I have told no one (and I mean no one). There's an incentive of course: If you find me, then dinner and drinks will be all on me.
Celebrate with me guys. Celebrate by embracing the few things I hold sacred. Adventure, creativity and the sense of just getting lost around my second home.
This should be fun :P
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