wishful thinking

west

Unbelievable. Incredible. Improbable. Impossible?

These might be the words that would possibly come out from a New Orleans Hornets fan after a road win by
the defending champions San Antonio Spurs.

Almost everyone knew before the match-up took place that the Spurs would take the uprising Hornets
team to school with predictions of a 5 or 6 game series that will be won by the spurs. Then the Hornets
won game 1 by nearly 20 points and made everyone wondering if the spurs became that bad of a team. The next,
surprisingly was no different in outcome and performance, as the hornets outclassed a dwindling
Spurs team. Why? The Spurs weren't that bad, truth be told, these Hornets we're that damn good.
I have been a Spurs fan long before and the only feeling I have was helplessness as I watch the Hornets
push the Spurs to the limit.

The Hornets won, not a championship but the respect of the whole organization(NBA) and fans worldwide that they
have become a force to be reckoned with. Maybe a couple more years and a solid bench, and they'd be singing dynasty
down the streets of New Orleans.

As for the spurs, they still have one more hurdle to overcome who have proved throughout the season to be no push-overs.
As long as #24 is on the court, expect a 42 to light up the score boards as this Lakers-Spurs series
is sure to go the distance. Heart of the Champions? Desire and Hunger for the Glory days?


east

Boston Celtics won, which should be no surprise. However, the surprise is that it took them 7 games to win
each series. They didn't lose because they're bad, it's this "We want the underdogs to win!" thing that
made me root for anyone but not Boston to win. Cmon', there is nop doubt the amount of talent in their team,
but unless they could prove they can win a road game, it would be difficult to win against the Detroit Pistons
who, despite winning a championship before, have now become hungrier to win than ever.

There's not much drama going on the east.

Boston needs to win a road game this time around or it's DEEEEEEEEEEETRIOTTTT BASKEEEETBAALLLLLLLLL! all over again.

she is a woman, no less than a man

she smiles and frowns just like any other human

she is beautiful yet inconceivable.just like an untold fairy tale.

as our eyes meet, our breath held back, as if staring at the unknown.

then wwe ask questions, then start conversations then we smile.

as if tomorrow will never pass by, we never said goodbye.

because in every corner is a woman, and I am a man.

a man, who will always love a woman

poetry, written wizardry. poetry, sonds good to me.

poetry smiles, despite people's miseries.

poetry cries, when people close their eyes to the inner beauty.

the writer dies, with every lie he writes.

but lives eternally, between the broken lines.

lives eternally, between the tears in one's eyes.

poetry, sweet, sultry, poetry.

your are the vagueness of beauty.

you are as beautiful as poetry.

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

-pablo.. that was magnificent! brilliant! astounding! mind-blowing! marvelous! thanks..

let's say i'm not in the philippines, what would I still be doing..

hmmm

well, if i'm not in the philippines, i'd be looking for new things, like friends or places. if i succeed in that, i'd be playing basketball with them or asking them to tour me around the place. and if I get lucky, maybe two of those (who are female in gender) would sort of be fond of me just because I'm new to the place. and by the looks of it, one just wants to get freaky and the other would be the un-freaky. one is blonde and the other a brunette, and blondes do have lot's of fun.

I freak out because of the situation, without really having a 'game' and a 'gameplan' but get the hang of it being a good looking chap like I'am. but then, I would still be going to school and studying stuff about the environment. I won't be wasting my time and just study until I get a job. i would have a long hair, and my hair will not be all over the place. i would learn to drive an automatic and be a more disciplined driver who stops at every stop sign and a crossing pedestrian.

i would be doing everything by myself, like washing my clothes, cooking my food, washing the dishes, and watering the plants. I would enjoy my stay. I would have fun and a great time.

but only if I were somewhere...

let's say i'm not in the philippines, what would I still be doing..

hmmm

well, if i'm not in the philippines, i'd be looking for new things, like friends or places. if i succeed in that, i'd be playing basketball with them or asking them to tour me around the place. and if I get lucky, maybe two of those (who are female in gender) would sort of be fond of me just because I'm new to the place. and by the looks of it, one just wants to get freaky and the other would be the un-freaky. one is blonde and the other a brunette, and blondes do have lot's of fun.

I freak out because of the situation, without really having a 'game' and a 'gameplan' but get the hang of it being a good looking chap like I'am. but then, I would still be going to school and studying stuff about the environment. I won't be wasting my time and just study until I get a job. i would have a long hair, and my hair will not be all over the place. i would learn to drive an automatic and be a more disciplined driver who stops at every stop sign and a crossing pedestrian.

i would be doing everything by myself, like washing my clothes, cooking my food, washing the dishes, and watering the plants. I would enjoy my stay. I would have fun and a great time.

but only if I were somewhere...

today, i'am less of a man.
regret consumes me..
the memories.. haunt me.

the biggest mistake i made was to lay eyes on you..
i should've shut them until i had the chance to..
but i wanted to know more, i wanted reassurance.
i wanted it to hurt that much that i kept my eyes wide open..



but now, i still am in awe. for i could still feel,
all the while, my eyes are wide shut.

like a blind mind, the sensations around me are stronger.
however, i could never again look at what these are.

imagination.

always in dreams, could i see. only in dreams i could believe.
only in dreams am i with you.

we built sandcastles in sand for the waves to destroy..
how could all these happen just like that?
all the hardwork for a split second wave..
the sea of tears is calling me, but i'am not ready to drown.

here i'am dressed as a clown.
trying to please everyone, but behind all the powder and make-up
is a frown that cannot be turned upside down.

and then i see you
nothing else
but you

looking deep into my eyes, like finding answers in questions
that i could never ask

i never had any regrets, only mistakes

and there is no other person to blame but myself.

i just wanted to say goodbye.. but why am i saying hello..
as if i just saw you for the first time?

i just have to let it go..

i just have to pray that you may find someone..


who will love you..






just as i do now..

everyone is talking about love
some dream about it
and some question it
what is love?
who is love?
where is love?
when is love?
..how is love?

i never knew what love is all about

staring at the endless sky.. it gives me more questions
on why there is love

and the glow of the stars and the moon gives me reassurance
of their bewilderment just as iam experiencing as of now

as dark as the night sky, my feelings are as empty and endless

that is why i keep questioning to fill the gaps just as the stars
and the moon does

yet no matter how many stars there are out there, they
seem to fail to completly fill up the sky


..and that is why there is darkness

that is why there are questions

that is why there is love

we were never meant to be
nor were we meant to be apart.

love was always here in me
consuming
burning
waiting.

'til I can't take it anymore
'til I kill myself of regret
'til I tell myself to forget

and yet, here is love..
never forgotten..

having no regrets..

but I already have died long ago..

and you..
you lived in my dreams

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