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My Teeth Turn Into Sharp Shards of Glass
2007-09-12 07:53:00
I am at home. I haven't been home after a while. My parents and friends must have missed me. It's Christmas time. I am at the living room trying to enjoy my last night with my family. Looking through the window, the night seems so quiet. I know I haven't taken a shower yet but the cold weather just keeps pushing me away from going to the bathroom for one. From the sofa where I am seated in, I am visualizing my traveling bag. I see some socks without their right pairs. I quickly turn to my mother who enjoys watching some TV Programs. I see my dad, but what he seems to be doing doesn't appear clear to me. Then my childhood friends and neighbors surprise me by the window. There are more than ten of them and they disturb the tranquil night. How excited and happy they are to see me. They start singing some Christmas songs. After a while, I take out some money and I realize I have none. I can't give them any so I turn to my mom to ask money. Then, I see a not so close friend who is a...
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The Toilet Bowl On The Sofa And The Bed In The Bathroom
2007-09-10 20:01:00
It's a strange city that I picture. We must be on top of an island overlooking a beautiful beach. Wow, can you imagine that? A city on top of an island overlooking the sea? I am with my boyfriend as usual and a surprise guest-an aunt who would always love to take me to "Magoos"-a once famous halo-halo place in the Summer Capital of The Philippines. Halo-Halo by the way is sort of a Philippine delicacy famous during summer, it is a mixture of grated ice, milk, sugar, some tropical fruit like jackfruit, bananas; ice cream and whatnots.While inside a beetle car, I can't seem to find ease looking out the window. It's a long vertiginous road we are going through and the cliff to my right just scares the shit out of me. The car is just a matter of a few inches from the cliff of death. While I keep myself uneasy beside the window to my right, my aunt and boyfriend seem to be enjoying the ride. We are headed for a restaurant downtown and are excited to eat some pizza and halo-halo.Arrivi...
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Tall and Handsome In the Dark (Maybe)
2007-09-06 19:41:00
Oh, and it was just a dream. How quickly I figured. I thought it was real. I almost killed that guy. The succession of images seemed so real.Earlier it was a different story...I am on my way home. I see myself waiting for a jeepney ride as the daylight is fading away. The whole place looks so horrid and the stillness of the apartment buildings behind me suggests the place must have been abandoned. The longer I linger, the more haunting the place becomes. I don't see anyone around. I look again at the queue of dim apartments near by, seeing the windows and the doors open pushed me further into darkness.No jeepney seems visible. I can't even hear signs of their presence, their roaring engines. I decide to take a walk. I am hopeless. After a few dragging steps, I glance at the apartments on my right and I see a guy on the third floor of one of the apartments with that evil look. He must be younger than I am. The picture of his face is vague, much more vague as it's hued with the dar...
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The Funeral Turns Into A Wedding
2007-09-05 19:18:00
There are so many people around. Some people seem familiar though most of the people look strange to me. Some are my neighbors and some are my relatives. The atmosphere is covered with melancholy with the sad faces I see. Then, I set my eyes at the white luxurious coffin. There is no mistake that I must be at a funeral parlor. A familiar neighbor is giving a hug to my aunt. I just realized that it is my aunt who has been weeping so loudly. I don't seem to bother to look at what's inside or who's inside. I know my aunt's hubby had died many years ago. I never heard she remarried. I stay put a few meters away from where the drama is and remain argus-eyed.The pillars of the parlor look so big that it resembles the interior of a typical Catholic Church. It must be the last day of the funeral. Everybody seems to be waiting for the interment and it is even made clear-cut by the weeping of the majority. Behind me, I see some neighbors whispering to each other and giggling. If I am not ...
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Frog-Like and Silicon Babies
2007-09-05 08:48:00
Outside the room looking through the unfinished window of the house next to us, I see two babies so tiny lying on the ground. There are people around just blankly staring at them. They all look unfamiliar. I enter the room and pick them up as they are really small. Upon closer examination, they appear like frogs and their size is of a normal frog's. I know though that they are human babies and not animals. The first baby which I put on my right palm seems healthy and is fast asleep but the other on my right palm seems gasping for breath. He must be at death's door. I can clearly see the intervals of his breathing as I touch his body where his heart is. I get the idea that this baby is made out of silicon, a sort of gummy-thingy. I get out of the room and go to another house. I tell the people there to take the baby to the hospital. As I head for my house, I suddenly get a picture and a panoramic view of the entire neighborhood. I see the small streets all leading to the basketball...
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A Public Hearing On The Roadside
2007-08-28 18:27:00
On an elevated riprap which seems like a fjord, I see a black female commercial model doing a catwalk. She wears a golden skirt that well matches her complexion and her kinky hair fashioned like a haywire. On her top is a tight black spaghetti tube. She looks so confident with her wide smile. After a few seconds, three black men with jungle outfits emerge from somewhere. They hold what seems like a customized and elongated stage that perfectly fits the narrow width of the fjord. The stage is pillared with three huge poles of bamboos. Their diameter is similar to that of a normal pine tree trunk. Each pole measures around more than thirty feet. Each of the African-looking men stunningly carries the huge poles and they move the stage so facilely like puppeteers. With a wink of an eye, the woman is raised on the platform as she continually does her thing. She looks so dashing on the stage and is being treated like a queen while doing some dances. The sight looks so magical. How can she...
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The Computers On The Rooftop
2007-08-28 11:19:00
The space on the roof top leaves a sight of metals sprawled on the floor. It must be a huge unfinished building with some protruding iron bars on the concrete. There is a confusion whether I am the office or at someone else's rooftop. I am alone and it is dusking. I see six computers. I am at the first elongated desk displaying three computers and I see another desk ahead of me with three other desktops. I turn on one of the computers and I play pinball. It must be pinball I guess. I keep so absorbed and my fingers begin to turn jittery. I vigorously press the keys which all turn into arrows here and there. As I try to press the arrow key pointed downwards, the first computer at the other desk gets ejected towards me. I look at it and it turns tinier as seconds tick off. I press the other keys and the remaining computers also get ejected. I am nervous minding my boss who might catch me messing up with his computers as I pick up the first one. In seconds, it turns into a mini-compu...
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The Air-Conditioner In A Bag
2007-08-23 06:58:00
The long stairs seem so vivid as I see myself going down. The topmost part of it shows my cousin's house standing on the hill. We seem so distant from each other that she keeps yelling at me telling me to hurry up and ready everything because a heavy rain is on its way to wet the dryland. I end up reaching their backyard and I start picking up chayotes and other fruits and vegetables. I put them inside a sack I have in my right hand. I am sure I am at their backyard but I see her dad's office there. Her dad had passed away. I start packing his folders and envelopes to put them in the house. I see a really big bag and I start pulling it. Inside the bag are other files and folders and a big air-conditioner. My cousin sees my burden pulling it and she comes down to help. She goes upstairs and I decide to have a short rest. When I look upstairs, she is gone.A building starts to appear on my left. It opens its door and I decide to get in. The room is really spacious as I see huge stair...
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Shark Steak
2007-08-22 05:01:00
Standing by the river near one of my cousins' house. I leisurely watch some rubbish being drifted away by the cataract. There's an iron basin, a TV set, a refrigerator, and I see a live duck helplessly getting himself out of the water. I call my dad's attention standing from behind and tell him I just saw a huge deal of fresh meat floating on the water. He quickly manages to salvage it. We go to the kitchen and ask my mom to prepare a dish out of it. My mom comes and tells us the food is ready. When I look at the food. It's so gross. It looks like human guts sliced thinly and queued on sticks. I lose the nerve to have them on my palate though I know I am so hungry. I walk around the house and I see a toddler playing. My dad and his friends are playing "tong-it", a (Filipino card game)in the living room. He tells the child to go to sleep. The child leaves and disappears. I walk past them and go to the kitchen. I see an older child sleeping on the hard sofa. He seems like one of m...
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The Baby Down Under My Feet
2007-08-16 05:51:00
I felt so tired this morning as I had to substitute for a teacher who just took a leave. I decided to enjoy a siesta two hours before my first class just an hour away from lunch time. Dream with me...I am hypnagogic, lying on the cushioned floor, I am leaned on the cushion on my left side. There seems to be a battle between my reality and my fantasy. I can't seem to move. I know there's my cellphone within reach on my left but I just can't grab it. My arms are numb.Oh my! How could there be a baby boy down under my feet? He keeps moving down there but he is too quiet. I can't seem to look at where he is since I can't move but I know he must be so angelic. I am also aware that I am talking to his mom seated on the rattan chair near the base of the mattress. She wears a strikingly yellow blouse and a gray skirt. She peacefully sits there watching the sight of her baby and me. I make another attempt to try to turn over trying to be careful enough so as not to disturb the baby in l...
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A talk over some strawberry jam
2007-08-14 18:40:00
Looking at him from a close distance beside the thicket fencing the pavement, I see "Brandon" sharpening a small saw in the veranda. He seems thrilled thrusting a small piece of iron in between the teeth of the other piece of metal. Beside him are two other guys who certainly look obscure and are busying themselves fixing broken umbrellas. I haven't seen Brandon for a long time. He gives me a heartwarming smile. In a second or so, he turns into one of my male cousins. As if he knew my intention, he starts telling me to proceed to their house and that his younger sister and mom might just be surprised to see me. Just before turning my back on "Larry"(Brandon just transformed into my cousin named Larry)who continues to enjoy his work, an unfamiliar guy emerges from behind and volunteers to take me to my aunt and Larry's sister. I tell him he doesn't have to because I know the place but he insists. He seems cocky. I leave him and reach my aunts house in no time.The Bungalow looks so...
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What do you Think?
2007-08-14 15:36:00
A little bit later, I will be posting one of my dreams though I feel like I want to change the tense of the verb I often use with my narration. Instead of sticking to my old way of narrating my dreams using the simple past, I want to use the simple present tense and the progressive tense to see if these may somehow make my narration livelier. Please tell me what you think. To be honest, I am struggling about how to make myself a better writer. Thanks a lot.^^

The Water Train
2007-08-06 20:25:00
We just heard from my boyfriend's sister that there was gonna be a major flood that may endanger the place where his family and I stay. We quickly left for home and we took a train ride to make it on time and to bring to salvation our properties and belongings.With my back pack on, I was seen standing on the train while it was zooming fast past a cave or might have been a sea tunnel. The train was windowless and I could sense the pressure of almost scratching or touching my body with the rough tunnel walls. I could clearly see the water under as the train was kinda shaky and I had to hold on for dear life that it was advancing real fast. The fear and nervousness I felt was aggravated as the tunnel ceiling was causing the train to be bumpy. It kept rubbing the roof as I could see some sparks above caused by the friction. The train was like customized to almost exactly fit in the tunnel to avoid it tumbling down as there were no tracks. I managed to move in towards the head section o...
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The Helicopter Exit
2007-08-06 19:51:00
It used to be one of my favorite hang outs whenever my compulsiveness fell upon me. Recently I have noticed myself dreaming where the scenes occur in my hometown. I was playing tennis and I was very proud to tell my new found friends here in Manila of my tennis prowess. We were gambling over our best serves. I was a failure that I tried hitting the ball more than ten times but the ball just keep passing through the guts of the racket. I never made a hit and so frustrated that I invited my friends home. I think it was dinner time. I remember buying two bags of taro vegetables. There was no more taro left that I freaked out by taking a pee on the floor. Instead of urine coming out from my system, it was like a never ending spill or flow of milk while my mom was angrily looking at me. Then my boyfriend and I left the house. I don't know what happened to my visitors. We went to town and we met two beautiful girls. They surely were good looking and we figured that they work as newscaste...
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A Mermaid in the Creek?
2007-08-02 11:16:00
I thought like it was the end of the world. My eyes were nailed to the flowing water in the creek as I was walking sideways to get to the nearest variety store in the neighborhood. Then I halted, I looked again closely at the creek to make sure I was looking at the real thing. It was too quiet and looking at the creek made the scene more horrible. Flowing in the creek was not water but a very slimy liquid which gave me the idea that it was lava coming from a volcano though there is no volcano in the village. I also thought that water pollution in the area has gone bad that the whole thing occupying the creek was soapsuds. I thought there was a threatening catastrophe so I had to hurry then while eyeing at the bridge just a few meters ahead of me. The cataract of flowing matter in the creek almost overlapping the bridge prodded me to speed up. Once my feet settled on the bridge, I gave a quick look at my cousin's riparian house. I must have been in illusion that I just saw my cousi...
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The Violence Class
2007-08-01 19:20:00
Wearing a red blouse and dashing as usual, she met me at the entrance of one of the biggest buildings on that avenue. The place is the biggest TV Network in the Philippines, ABS-CBN. I remember I was in a violent effort asking for her autograph while the security guards around just kept pushing the barricades to avoid a stampede as there was a mob. Everybody was just so dying to hold a piece of her popular figure.Her name is Korina Sanchez, one of the best Newscasters in the Philippines in the actual world. Idolizing her could have been the reason why she had a special participation in my dreams. She had this smile like she was very eager to take me to the newsroom and give me some tour around. I was blabbering how much of a fanatic I was when she noticed me earlier at the entrance with the big crowd of people dying to get her autograph and sense of her fame.She asked me to join her and gave me a pat on the back as we entered the building. I never got the reaction of the other peopl...
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Scavenging with my backpack on, again!!!
2007-07-31 18:54:00
For the nth time, my emerald green bag made its presence felt in my dreams last night.With it on my back, I went to the school where I worked at four years ago. I met old faces and new teachers and my former Korean boss who gave me a very special welcome. The atmosphere was covered with anticipation and happiness and I got the chance to see and interact with my old colleagues. On my arrival, I was given a special task at once to collect unpaid tuition fees from the students. With a piece of pen and a notebook I headed for the company driver's house as someone had told me earlier students remitted their money to him.With my dragged feet, I went to a familiar place where at the gate, relatives of the driver met me and my presence created a stir. Someone had told me that he keeps some students' money and I had to see him to gather the amount. The driver's house was an ordinary two-storey house without ceilings and windows. Everybody in the place told me he wasn't there. I couldn't...
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My Bicycle In An Envelope
2007-07-30 12:44:00
WARNING: PG 13Done counting the only money we have left(one five-hundred peso bill, two twenty-peso bills, and two five-peso coins to be exact), my boyfriend and I were about to leave home for a dine outside when a knock at the door prompted me to pocket in the money and open the door. To my surprise, it was Joel, a highschool classmate of mine. Of all the time and all the people there are who may be intrusive to ruin my plans, why Joel? Standing at the door, his skinny built and fair complexion well matched the frame of the door and the light radiating from the outside. I don't know but he just appeared in my dreams. I haven't seen this guy in the last ten years and from what I have heard, he is already married and is happily enjoying an agrestic life in the lowlands.He was damn good looking that I remember leaving the place and my boyfriend at once. My boyfriend just vanished from the scene, thus I didn't picture his reaction. He was there to invite me to his home after showing...
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Pulling Out the Strand of Hair Out of My System
2007-07-26 21:02:00
Arriving at Norjane's place gave me a nostalgic picture of twelve years ago. Those years when their house mirrorred poverty in that area of the neighborhood. Made of dilapidated galvanized iron, the ground floor of the two-storey house was left unfinished even before their father passed away. Norjane is one of those cousins whom I have shared the bitterness of life. I find sweetness though in one of our experiences in our childhood. After exhausting ourselves playing under the scorching heat of the sun, she would often invite me to her home and since there was nothing else to eat, we would sneak in for some cold rice mixed with brown sugar. Her mom was always outside then as well as her dad. Sometimes, her not-so-younger sister would join us leaving the small jar of sugar and the sooty pot of rice empty. I would have preferred rice mixed with salt but the consolation of eating for free already gave me the satisfaction.In my dreams, I saw the younger version of me collecting some de...
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A Pizza Park?
2007-07-24 20:33:00
We were looking for a pizza restaurant. I saw myself and my boyfriend enjoyably taking a walk at an unfamiliar park. The park was U-shaped. Both edges of the park were small stairs which served as the entrance and the exit. Many unfamiliar faces congested the surroundings-both Filipinos and foreigners. At the curve was a short bridge with pristine running water under. The curve was somewhat elevated giving its look a beautiful stage. The park seemed like a very wonderful stage with its small stairs intermittently scattered around.As we were enjoying ourselves around, I saw a lot of tables and hundreds of people eating pizza. There were also cubicles with classy tables inside for VIP customers. To my estimate the circumference or the length of the park was around 300 hundred to five hundred meters. It looked huge. We managed to get our own table and ordered pizza. While eating, some loud noise started to fill the air. I saw Stevie Wonders, Madonna, The Pussycat Dolls giving their per...
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Two Wheels in My Hands
2007-07-23 19:15:00
As I looked inside the coach, I saw four people seated waiting for me to fill the empty slot. I moved in and as I looked at the coach driver, he gave me a familiar physicality of a male neighbor in my hometown who also happens to be a ponyboy in real life.The carriage swaggered down the road and it even moved faster as the driver whipped it with its leather strap. All of a sudden, the carriage got dismantled and I was left behind standing on the road. The carriage was still in motion though. When I looked down, I saw two wheels under my feet and I was pantily having a chase. The distance got longer and while I continued my pursuit, I gave another glance at my feet. The carriage wheels under turned into two spokeless wheels like that of a sofa rollers. When I took another look, the wheels shifted to my hands and turned into carriage wheels again. Though the wheels had shifted to my hands, I felt like I was riding on a something and just kept moving forward.I started to slow down and ...
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Returning to return the stolen whistle
2007-07-22 15:38:00
Things like, "What If just went home and never returned the whistle?" "This is a good piece of a present for my sister whom I haven't seen for a long time." But I think my conscience played a major role. I kept thinking outside the restaurant about what to do with the whistle. It was just beside the main entrance of the church. I decided to just give it to the male sextons I met at the church's backdoor.The church's front door was still open at that time and to my amazement the lights were still on. I got inside and I saw there were already a lot of people praying inside. The priest was giving a sermon and I saw lots of umbrellas sprawled on the side aisle to the right. I think I saw my umbrella and I quickly grabbed it. A woman in yellow shirt rose up from the pew and started telling me it was her umbrella. Feeling restless that the scene might create a stir, I just put up the umbrella and lay it on the aisle. I remember ruining one of its hinged ribs and the woman in yellow sta...
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Returning for my umbrella
2007-07-22 15:37:00
It was late in the evening, around 9:00 to my estimate. I was wearing a gray shirt and a pair of khaki pants. After asking permission from my boyfriend and with an umbrella in my hand, I saw my self braving a lashing storm. The umbrella wasn't enough to protect my self so I was very drenched in the rain as I remember crossing the street. It was really dark and there was no one around nor did I see any light to signify presence of nearby structures.Moving further, the train track above me caught my glance. I went on walking 'til I found myself on the way to a church. For no reason, I was so eager to go to church despite the inclement weather.The church was so inviting at my arrival. The front door was open and its radiance gave me the impression that hundreds of chandeliers might have been installed adorning the ceiling of the church to provide glowing illumination. I inched myself towards the entrance and it was so quiet inside. No people around. The place was so quiet. I just wal...
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A Haven for Americans
2007-07-22 15:26:00
Whenever I get really tired, I often furtively enjoy a siesta in my room early in the afternoon. Then my neighbors start looking for me so we could play 'tong-its'-a filipino card game. This is usually the case when I get home from work every weekend. I also dream a lot at this time of the day but sometimes, I get nightmares.Just like yesterday, my dreams took me to a place which once was a haven for American soldiers near my hometown. The place was once a military base and also a prestigious tourist attraction in the Philippines. However, in the early 90's a resolution granting the Philippines custody over the place was approved and a lot has changed in the place since then. These days under the tutelary of the Philippine Government, the once-paradise place abundant with pine trees is now a picture of greedy modernization and development with its high-rise buildings and well-maintained golf courses but denuded landscapes.
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(OF BAGS)Part II -My bag inside a handsome guy's bag(giggle)
2007-07-18 21:15:00
Another sequence which I can recall is seeing my mechanic friends in my dream. One of them happened to be an elementary and highschool classmate of mine. We were at our elementary school though we were already grown ups. We were waiting for the flag ceremony to start. We were talking to each other about my life here in Manila and they were telling me stories about my hometown which I don't recall. I had a gray backpack. Beside me, I noticed a tall, lean guy who was so good-looking. He resembled a Korean actor I have a crush on. He was also wearing a backpack. It seemed that the sizes of our backpacks were the same. When the bell rang, we hurried to the main ground to form our lines. I was a little preoccupied that I told the good-looking guy to carry my bag. I saw him put my bag in his bag. His bag seemed a giant one, like a mother bag and mine seemed like a baby bag. After the flag ceremony, I went home and when I arrived at the waiting shed where my mom was, I remembered I forgot...
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(OF BAGS)-Three cups of milk from a white garbage bag
2007-07-18 20:29:00
Just before I got out of bed this morning. I was hanging on a huge track that seemed like a train as it was ascending into the skies. I was hanging on for dear life and the view from the top sent shivers to my spine. I got scared that I might have loosened my grip and fall down out of consciousness.When I woke up, I thanked God, it was just a dream. I have been used to going to sleep at around 3:00 or 4:00 a.m. So far getting at least six hours of sleep always keep me through the day. I have to spend at least ten hours a day working and I am glad I can survive the busy and tedious routine.My dreams last night sent me once more to my hometown. There they were. My mom, my sister who happens to be our youngest among my five siblings, and our youngest brother. It was a rainy afternoon. We were on the side of the road. My mom was in one of the corner of the waiting sheds there selling some ornamental plants which appeared to me as chocolate in pots. She was with an aunt of mine who is al...
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Rubber Eyes
2007-07-17 20:29:00
When I was a highschool student, I was a very active newswriter for my school's newspaper. Writing in Filipino or my own tounge was my forte and got the chance to win some awards and national exposure. When I got into College, I joined another school organ but then it was more difficult. I was obliged to write in English and I really found it hard. Until now, writing my posts somehow gives me stress. As much as possible, I want to try to make it better but I always see the picture of myself having a hard time groping for the right words.My dreams last night reunited me with my close highschool and college friends whom were mostly writers at that time. At first the scene was at the office in my university where I saw fellow writers for the University Newspaper. They were doing a review of my article and giving me commendations. I remember my female editor-in-chief giving a thumbs-up. While she was looking at my article, I looked down and I saw my blogsites instead. I went out of the...
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