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Louise Jun 7
๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚,
๐’†๐’ ๐’„๐’–๐’“๐’‚ ๐’‘๐’–๐’†๐’…๐’† ๐’‰๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’‚๐’“ ๐’š ๐’๐’‚๐’…๐’“๐’‚๐’“ ๐’•๐’๐’…๐’ ๐’๐’ ๐’’๐’–๐’† ๐’’๐’–๐’Š๐’†๐’“๐’‚,
๐’”๐’–๐’” ๐’‘๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’“๐’‚๐’” ๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’๐’ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’…๐’‚๐’…, ๐’†๐’” ๐’๐’•๐’“๐’ ๐’‰๐’๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’“๐’†;
๐’†๐’ ๐’†๐’ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’ ๐’…๐’† ๐’•๐’๐’…๐’, รฉ๐’ ๐’๐’–๐’๐’„๐’‚ ๐’”๐’†๐’“รก ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’๐’”.

๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚,
๐’๐’๐’” ๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’š๐’†๐’๐’•๐’†๐’” ๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’ˆ๐’–๐’Š๐’…๐’๐’“๐’†๐’” ๐’„๐’Š๐’†๐’ˆ๐’๐’”,
๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚ ๐’๐’ ๐’†๐’” ๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’‡๐’†๐’„๐’•๐’‚, ๐’†๐’” ๐’–๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’•๐’–๐’„๐’Šรณ๐’;
๐‘จ ๐’—๐’†๐’„๐’†๐’” ๐’†๐’” ๐’Š๐’๐’„๐’๐’–๐’”๐’ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’๐’”๐’„๐’–๐’“๐’Š๐’…๐’‚๐’… ๐’‚๐’ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’ ๐’…๐’†๐’ ๐’•รบ๐’๐’†๐’.

๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚,
๐’†๐’ ๐’‘๐’–๐’†๐’ƒ๐’๐’ ๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’–๐’” ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’”๐’„๐’๐’•๐’‚๐’” ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’‚ ๐’…๐’†๐’”๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’“,
ยก๐‘บ๐’๐’Ž๐’๐’” ๐’‰๐’Š๐’‹๐’๐’” ๐’…๐’† ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’๐’”, ๐’๐’ ๐’†๐’”๐’„๐’๐’‚๐’—๐’๐’” ๐’…๐’† ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚!
ยก๐‘บ๐’Š ๐’๐’‚๐’” ๐’„๐’๐’”๐’‚๐’” ๐’†๐’Ž๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’“๐’‚๐’, ๐’†๐’” ๐’‘๐’๐’“ ๐’„๐’–๐’๐’‘๐’‚ ๐’…๐’† ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚!

ยก๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’๐’” ๐’†๐’” ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’”๐’๐’๐’–๐’•๐’, ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚ ๐’๐’!
ยก๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’๐’” ๐’†๐’” ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’๐’”๐’ ๐’š ๐’๐’Š๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“๐’‚๐’…๐’๐’“, ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚ ๐’๐’!
๐‘ฌ๐’ ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’๐’“ ๐’…๐’† ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’๐’” ๐’†๐’” ๐’Š๐’๐’„๐’๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’„๐’Š๐’๐’๐’‚๐’, ๐’„๐’๐’ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚, ยฟ๐’…รณ๐’๐’…๐’† ๐’†๐’”๐’•รก ๐’†๐’ ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’๐’“?
ยก๐’€ ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’๐’” ๐’†๐’” ๐’…๐’Š๐’—๐’Š๐’๐’, ๐’ƒ๐’๐’๐’…๐’‚๐’…๐’๐’”๐’ ๐’š ๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’‡๐’†๐’„๐’•๐’, ๐’š ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚ ๐’๐’–๐’๐’„๐’‚ ๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’“รก!

๐‘ฌ๐’๐’•๐’๐’๐’„๐’†๐’” ๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚,
๐’‘๐’–๐’†๐’…๐’†๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’„๐’†๐’“ ๐’…๐’† ๐’Žรญ ๐’–๐’ ๐’†๐’๐’†๐’Ž๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’,
๐’’๐’–๐’†๐’Ž๐’‚๐’…๐’Ž๐’† ๐’†๐’ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’‰๐’๐’ˆ๐’–๐’†๐’“๐’‚ ๐’ ๐’‚๐’‰๐’๐’“๐’„๐’‚๐’…๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‰๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’‚ ๐’’๐’–๐’† ๐’”๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’“๐’†;
ยก๐‘จ๐’ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’ ๐’…๐’†๐’ ๐’…รญ๐’‚, ๐’‘๐’๐’“ ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’๐’” ๐’•๐’๐’…๐’‚๐’—รญ๐’‚ ๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’†๐’“รญ๐’‚!

๐’€ ๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’‚,
๐’‘๐’–๐’†๐’…๐’†๐’ ๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’๐’„๐’Š๐’‚๐’“๐’Ž๐’† ๐’ ๐’‚๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’Ž๐’† ๐’๐’๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’‚๐’›๐’๐’”,
๐’…๐’†๐’”๐’‰๐’‚๐’›๐’•๐’† ๐’…๐’† ๐’Žรญ, ๐’„๐’๐’๐’—๐’Š๐’†๐’“๐’•๐’† ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’” ๐’‰๐’–๐’†๐’”๐’๐’” ๐’†๐’ ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’–๐’๐’†๐’•๐’๐’”;
ยก๐‘ฏ๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’‚ ๐’†๐’ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’ ๐’…๐’†๐’ ๐’Ž๐’–๐’๐’…๐’, ๐’๐’ รบ๐’๐’Š๐’„๐’ ๐’’๐’–๐’† ๐’‰๐’‚๐’„๐’†๐’ ๐’†๐’” ๐’…๐’‚รฑ๐’‚๐’“!

๐‘ช๐’‚๐’š๐’‚'๐’• ๐’”๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’‰๐’Š๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’š๐’ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰รก๐’;
ยก๐‘ฌ๐’ ๐’„๐’–๐’“๐’‚ ๐’๐’–๐’๐’„๐’‚ ๐’„๐’–๐’“๐’‚๐’“รก,
๐’‰๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’‚ ๐’’๐’–๐’† ๐’”๐’– ๐’‚๐’๐’Ž๐’‚ ๐’”๐’†๐’‚ ๐’‘๐’–๐’“๐’‚!

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๐‘จ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‚๐’‰รก๐’ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’„๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒรข๐’šรก๐’,

๐‘บ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’‰๐’Š๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’š๐’ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰รก๐’,
๐’๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’Š ๐’‚๐’š ๐’Ž๐’‚รข๐’‚๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’”๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’•๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’• ๐’…๐’–๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’…รก๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’‚๐’Š๐’”๐’Š๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’š๐’‚,
๐’๐’ˆ๐’–๐’๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’š๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’ˆ๐’‚ ๐’”๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’•รข ๐’‚๐’š ๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’„๐’‚๐’•๐’๐’•๐’๐’‰รก๐’๐’‚๐’, ๐’…๐’‚๐’‰๐’Š๐’ ๐’”๐’Š๐’š๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’š ๐’Š๐’”๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’‚๐’ ๐’๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ;
๐’”๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’‚๐’•๐’–๐’˜๐’Š๐’…, ๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ-๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š ๐’”๐’Š๐’š๐’‚ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’š๐’๐’”.

๐‘บ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’‰๐’Š๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’š๐’ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰รก๐’,
๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’ˆ๐’‚ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‘๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’•รข๐’š๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’š ๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š ๐’Ž๐’ˆ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’๐’‚๐’ˆ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’•๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’”๐’–๐’๐’๐’… ๐’รก๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ,
๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰๐’‚๐’ ๐’‚๐’š ๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š ๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’‘๐’†๐’Œ๐’•๐’, ๐’Š๐’•๐’ ๐’‚๐’š ๐’Š๐’”๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’•รป๐’”๐’š๐’๐’;
๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’‚๐’ ๐’Š๐’•๐’ ๐’‘๐’‚ ๐’๐’ˆ๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’…๐’–๐’๐’ ๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’‰๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’–๐’”๐’‚๐’.

๐‘บ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’‰๐’Š๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’š๐’ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰รก๐’,
๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’๐’ˆ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’š๐’‚๐’ ๐’‚๐’š ๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’ˆ๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’š๐’๐’‘ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Ž๐’‚รข๐’‚๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Š๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’‚๐’…๐’‚,
๐’•๐’‚๐’š๐’ ๐’‚๐’š ๐’Ž๐’ˆ๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’Œ ๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’š๐’๐’”, ๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š ๐’Ž๐’ˆ๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’‘๐’Š๐’ ๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰รก๐’!
๐‘จ๐’• ๐’‘๐’‚๐’ˆ ๐’๐’–๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’‚ ๐’‘๐’‚ ๐’๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’”๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‚, ๐’Š๐’•๐’ ๐’“๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚๐’š ๐’…๐’‚๐’‰๐’Š๐’ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰๐’‚๐’!

๐‘จ๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’š๐’๐’” ๐’‚๐’š ๐’•๐’Š๐’š๐’‚๐’Œ, ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰รก๐’ ๐’‚๐’š ๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š!
๐‘จ๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’š๐’๐’” ๐’‚๐’š ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’‘๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’‰๐’‚๐’ ๐’‚๐’• ๐’๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‘๐’‚๐’‘๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’š๐’‚, ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰รก๐’ ๐’‚๐’š ๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š!
๐‘จ๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‘๐’‚๐’ˆ-๐’Š๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’š๐’๐’” ๐’‚๐’š ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Œ๐’–๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’”๐’š๐’๐’, ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰๐’‚๐’, ๐’๐’‚๐’”๐’‚๐’‚๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‘๐’‚๐’ˆ-๐’Š๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’ˆ?!
๐‘จ๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’š๐’๐’” ๐’‚๐’š ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’, ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Œ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’Š-๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’Š, ๐’‚๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰๐’‚๐’ ๐’‚๐’š ๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š ๐’Œ๐’‚๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ!

๐‘ช๐’‚๐’š๐’‚'๐’• ๐’”๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’‰๐’Š๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’š๐’ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰รก๐’,
๐’Ž๐’‚รข๐’‚๐’“๐’Š ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’Œ๐’๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Š๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’”๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’,
๐’‚๐’Œ๐’'๐’š ๐’”๐’–๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’•๐’–๐’รด๐’” ๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’•๐’‚๐’š๐’Š๐’ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’†๐’๐’•๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’‚๐’…๐’,
๐’”๐’‚๐’Œ๐’”๐’‚๐’Œ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’…๐’–๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’Œ ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’…๐’–๐’ˆ๐’ ๐’Œ๐’;
๐’‘๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’„๐’‚๐’•๐’‚๐’‘๐’๐’” ๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’‚๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Š๐’•๐’, ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’๐’Š๐’˜๐’‚๐’รก ๐’‘๐’‚ ๐’“๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚๐’Œ๐’ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐‘ซ๐’Š๐’š๐’๐’”!

๐‘จ๐’• ๐’”๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’‰๐’Š๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’š๐’ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’”๐’Š๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’‰รก๐’,
๐’Ž๐’‚รข๐’‚๐’“๐’Š ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’Œ๐’๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‘๐’‚๐’•๐’‚๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž๐’Š๐’Œ๐’Š๐’ ๐’ ๐’Š๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’Š ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’ˆ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’‚๐’”๐’,
๐’Š๐’‘๐’‚๐’•๐’‚๐’‘๐’๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’Œ๐’, ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ-๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ
๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’ˆ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’•๐’;
๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’‚ ๐’„๐’‚๐’•รก๐’‘๐’–๐’”๐’‚๐’ ๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’–๐’๐’…๐’, ๐’๐’‚๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’˜๐’‚ ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’š ๐’‘๐’‚๐’๐’‚๐’รก๐’Œ๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚๐’• ๐’‘๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ-๐’‚๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’–๐’”๐’!


๐‘บ๐’–๐’Ž๐’‚๐’”๐’‚๐’Š๐’๐’š๐’,
๐‘ณ๐’‚ ๐‘ญ๐’Š๐’๐’Š๐’ƒ๐’–๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’‚
"La Filibustera" series, parte uno
Tuliro't nakatingala tinatanaw ang mga tala sa langit, iniisip na kung bakit 'di pinilit.
Napagod sa'yong mga palaisipan, kahit bali-baliktarin ang mga pangangatwiran.

Lumisan... sa kinagisnan na tahanan, sa pag-luwas at pag-uwi nahihirapan.
Nangangambang ika'y muling masilayan, hindi alam kung pighati, o galit ang mararamdaman.

Sinabi mo na sa mga bagong mukhang kinilala mo, ako parin ang hinahanap mo. Ngunit sa tuwing gusto kong sulatan ang saradong libro, ayaw mo.

Ayaw mo....

Pero ang gulo mo, at magulo rin ako.
Sa mga sandaling gusto kong sumugal uli, pangit ang baraha mo.
At sa mga oras na ika'y nag babalasa muli. kulang ang barya ko.

Oo, magulo.
Parehas tayong tuliro.
Louise May 31
He cruzado los mares,
mientras cargaba mi propia cruz pesada.
He escalado los valles,
mientras cargo mis propias montaรฑas.
Todo esto y mรกs,
dudo que puedas hacerlo por tu cuenta.
Y es por eso que tรบ y yo somos diferentes.
No puedes ganar una guerra,
sin ser tu propio paraรญso e isla.
No se puede saborear la victoria
sin lamer los terrenos del Gรณlgota.
Todo esto y mรกs,
seguro de que no lo sabrรญas si no te lo dijera.
Y es por eso que tรบ y yo no somos iguales.
He surcado mares de fuego,
mis dientes salieron mรกs fuertes
que cien coronas.
He cavado mi propia tumba,
y regresรฉ mรกs poderosa
que mil mesรญas.
Y por eso soy reina, una eterna.
Y por quรฉ eres sรณlo un hombre, un mortal.
"Santa Cruz de Siquijor" trilogy, 3 of 3
Louise May 31
Tinawid ko ang karagatan,
binaybay din ang Kabisayaan.
Mula sa hilaga, sa Katagalugan,
mahanap ko lang ang katotohanan.
At makita ko lamang ang kasagutan,
malasap lang ang angkin nitong tabรกng.
'Di lang karagatan ang handa kong tawirin,
mga ilog na may buwaya rin, aking giliw.
Makita ko lang sa'yong mata ang saliw
at dampi ng aking nadaramang sakit.
Babaybayin ang buong bayan at isla,
bibilangin ko ang bawat mga tala.
Lilibutin ko ang kabundukan,
lilituhin ating kapalaran.
"Santa Cruz de Siqujor" trilogy, 1 of 3
Una
Pumarini at kinutaw ang kalma
Ng tubig na sa sariling mundo ay abala
At nang magulo ay bumaha
Sa emosyong hindi maapula

Waring nagtatambol ang dibdib
At ang isip ay nagtatalo kung panaginip
Sumasayaw sa gitna ng init
Habang nalulumos sa bagyong nagngingitngit

Sa libro na kabanata ay wala
Unang pahina ay nagawa
Mga pangyayari ay naitala
At ikaw ang unang nakatala

Ngunit kung gaano dumating
Ay ganon din kabilis na nawala
Waring kidlat na gumihit sa katha
Hanggang ngayon ako'y nananaginip pa kaya?
JGA-
Glen Castillo May 16
They say that when you find true love, you have also found your heaven here on earth. That's why I believe that heaven will also guide you towards me. But I'm getting impatient, waiting and regretting every passing moment, not being able to hold your hands in times when you need someone by your side. Not being able to comfort you when you're feeling down. I know that, like me, sometimes you feel like the world has let you go too. So forgive me if, in those moments when you feel that way, I'm not there to support you. If true love and heaven have a deep connection to each other, I strongly believe that we are also destined to be like them.

I once asked, In which corner of heaven are you? Are you close to the sun? Or maybe you're just beside the moon, watching over me every time darkness falls. That's why wherever I go, you always seem to follow. But you might also be with the stars, where many desire to possess you. Fortunately, when the time comes, you will be mine. So while you're not here yet, I will stand with the righteous soldiers of our nation. I will fight when needed and defend what is just. So that when you arrive, we can freely enjoy a peaceful life together. So while you're not here yet, I wholeheartedly pray to our creator. May goodness reign in my heart as a person and, above all, as his child, so that when we finally meet, I will also be a good partner to you.

Even before we cross paths, I want you to know that you are always in my prayers. And I will cherish your love forever, which is why I long to live repeatedly. I want to shout to the world that I love you deeply, but I will patiently wait for you. And when our hearts finally meet, I will whisper to you that you are my world. I will just wait, while you're not here yet."


ยฉ 2018 Glen Castillo
All Rights Reserved
Reimers May 14
Nakahiga, tulala na naman sa kisame
Tuloy ang daloy ng panahon
Ngunit ang mundo ko'y nakatigil
Kamay sa mukha, luha'y pinipigil

Inaalala ang mga sandaling puno ng kulay
Paligid ko'y umaapaw sa tawa't saya, dahil nariyan ka pa
Ngayo'y nagpaalam na tayo, ngunit puso ko'y nakakapit pa
Libutin man ang sansinukob, ikaw pa rin ang nais makita

Kahit anong pagsusumikap na limutin ka
Lalong lumalalim ang sugat sa bawat alaala
Sa bawat pintig ng puso, hapdi ang nararamdaman
Umaasang ang ating landas muli'y magtatagpo
It's rare for me to write in my own language. But this is the best way for me to freely express my raw emotions.
Louise May 14
I have always likened my summers to those summers of my childhood vacations.
And every passing year, I feel like it's slipping further away from me on and on.
I have always imagined another summer full of sun, sand and fun.
Like that of my childhood days
that have been long gone.
I say to the sun; "please, even just another one."
But then I've lost count of how many summers have passed,
and all it did was pass me by.
I've lost track of how much time and how much of my dreams has been gone,
and how they just all fly.
I pray to the sea; "please, don't kiss me goodbye."
I kept waiting and chasing for summer,
but then maybe summer also thought
I am to be chased away.
I won't hold it against the rains
that pours in the middle of May,
I just hold my palms together and pray.
I sing to the sands; "please, I don't mind that you are gray!"

Sometimes, I crave the mango ice candies that our rich neighbor used to make and sell.
The sounds of my old coin bank whenever I would shake it, like a captivating church bell.
Every summer, they go to Guimaras and back to Manila to sell mangoes from their farmland.
Mangoes that I remember were bigger than my head, but as smooth as my hand.
But their matriarch passed when I was in fifth grade and stopped making them since.
Looking back, I feel like that's also when my childhood have died, felt her last kiss.
Now sometimes, I think about how I would never feel the delight of my childhood summers ever again.
Like how I would never taste the sweet mango ice candy that my childhood neighbor used to make in May.
Now sometimes, I wallow in fear over how I'll never get to feel the summer that my soul is so craving anymore.
Like how I would chase summer, only to be followed by the rain and thunders, by the threat of a low tide shore.
God I hope I'm wrong.
I really hope I'm wrong.
So I say, pray and sing,
to the sands, sun and sea;
"May you bring my childhood,
my old summers back to me!"
Childhood in the Philippines are made of mangoes, sun, summer, sand, ice candies... maybe these are just the medicines that we need again, as adults braving the crazy world away.
Louise Mar 29
Bawat huling yakap mo'y katumbas ng sampal,
mga huling halik ng labi mo'y tila latigo ang lapat

Di alintana ang tawanan nila't pangungutya;

Walang higit na sasakit pa
kaysa pagtalikod mo't palayong paglakad.

Bawat hakbang mo'y nadarama ang pagbigat nitong puso,
mga yapak **** dahilan ng makailang dapa at pagkakahulog.

Di na pinapakinggan mga sigaw nila't
di mapunasan kanilang mga dura;

Walang higit na nakakahiya pa
kaysa pagtanggi mo sakin sa harap nila.

Bawat kasinungalingan mo'y
pako sa aking kamay,
mga kasakiman mo'y
pako sa aking binti naman.

Di na alintana ang hapdi at uhaw,
di na hihintayin pa aking huling hininga.

Walang higit na kamatayan
kaysa paglayo mo't paglisan.
Si tuviera la oportunidad de decirte mis รบltimas palabras, serรญan: "Harรญa esto contigo una y otra vez"

Pero si tuviera la bendiciรณn de ser el aire que respiras, serรญa una isla con muchos รกrboles.

"Semana Santa Sadgirl Series": no. 11
Louise Mar 28
Empecemos.
๐˜œ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ.

Cojamos las sillas, sentรฉmonos
y empecemos a comer.
๐˜’๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜จ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜บ๐˜ข, ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ
๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ.

En esta mesa, eres el รบnico discรญpulo.
๐˜š๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฐ, ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ธ ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ.

Toma mi cuerpo...
๐˜’๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ...

Y mis huesos, vale, rรณmpelos...
๐˜”๐˜จ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ'๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช-๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ...

Y te digo;
"Esto es mi cuerpo, entregado por ti,
hacer esto en memoria de mรญ."
"๐˜๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ, ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ช๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ข'๐˜บ๐˜ฐ,
๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜จ-๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ข-๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ข ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ."

Y toma la copa, lleno de mis lรกgrimas,
esperanzas y sueรฑos.
๐˜ˆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ข, ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜จ๐˜ข ๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข,
๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜จ-๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ข ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ.

"Esta copa es el nuevo pacto en mi sangre,
que es derramada por ti."
"๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ข ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ,
๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ช๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ข'๐˜บ๐˜ฐ"

En verdad, crรฉeme, me traicionarรกs...
๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ, ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข...

Pero estรก bien, lo estaba anticipando...
๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ, ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฐ...

Pero primero come conmigo, quiero
disfrutar esta ultima comida contigo.
๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ,
๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ.

Quรฉdate conmigo, hasta que me lleven...
๐˜”๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช ๐˜ด๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ...

Oremos toda la noche, hasta llegar al cielo.
Y antes de enfrentar el calvario...
๐˜”๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ช, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ต.
๐˜ˆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ...
Luke 22:7-38 (Louise's Version)

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