<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:33:38.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREATHE</title><subtitle type='html'>something so natural for us to do but so often we forget doing... breathe... 
when life seems to overpower you... just breathe...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-7212054722624335729?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/7212054722624335729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=7212054722624335729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/7212054722624335729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/7212054722624335729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/12/breathe-2008.html' title='BREATHE 2008'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-2645041799785957641</id><published>2007-11-05T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T16:06:14.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acrophobic and the Everest Summit</title><content type='html'>The trespasser leaves the secret garden defiled&lt;br /&gt;losing its sanctity and the familiar comfort&lt;br /&gt;that one gets in solitary confinement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What should be done when the home loses heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and turns into nothing but a structure that can barely stand by itself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What could be worse than a world full of masquerading strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the eyes of an introverted man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body palls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-2645041799785957641?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/2645041799785957641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=2645041799785957641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/2645041799785957641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/2645041799785957641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/11/acrophobic-and-everest-summit.html' title='Acrophobic and the Everest Summit'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-6317748384762554234</id><published>2007-10-23T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:27:14.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy, Miss! Biyahe Tayo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/Rx1QPUB7hrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qVv8D41pEPM/s1600-h/night_rain_street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/Rx1QPUB7hrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qVv8D41pEPM/s400/night_rain_street.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124340175022556850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;Hoy, Miss!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Inabot ka na ng dilim diyan sa sakayan ng jeepney.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Hindi ka ba nangangatal sa lamig?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Mabuti na lang may payong kang panangga sa ulan ngayong gabi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Na siya ring lilim mo habang tirik ang araw kaninang tanghali&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;At naging silong sa hamog ng bukang-liwayway.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Hoy, Miss!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Kailan ka ba nagsimulang maghintay ng masasakyan?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Sa dami ng jeepney na dumaan ay ni isa’y wala kang pinara.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Di mo ba alam ang iyong pupuntahan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;O takot kang tuluyang iwan ang pinanggalingan?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Hoy, Miss!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Sakay na sa auto kong puno ng gamit&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;At hayaan mong samahan kita sa iyong pagpapasya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Sa panahong ganito, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;kailangan mo ako, kailangan din kita.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Sabay tayong magliwaliw, maligaw, maaliw&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Patungo sa sangandaan ng buhay.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Maaaring dugtungan, maaaring tapusin, maaring hayaang nakabitin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-6317748384762554234?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/6317748384762554234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=6317748384762554234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/6317748384762554234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/6317748384762554234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/10/hoy-miss-biyahe-tayo.html' title='Hoy, Miss! Biyahe Tayo!'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/Rx1QPUB7hrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qVv8D41pEPM/s72-c/night_rain_street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-2682876323621206653</id><published>2007-10-02T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T13:24:03.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leather</title><content type='html'>wow! 3 years since this... uhmmm... stuff... my blogging experience started. it's been going well though not as frequent as i used to. nevertheless, it survives. Sans readers, i hope it continues to survive for many more years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-2682876323621206653?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/2682876323621206653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=2682876323621206653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/2682876323621206653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/2682876323621206653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/10/leather.html' title='Leather'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-461084451015890180</id><published>2007-09-26T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T12:48:27.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plucked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In a herd of white sheep, you were ostracized&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because of the brown spots you’ve got.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Never did you feel needed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In fact, no one ever sought for a strand of your wool.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;One time, as you rested alone behind the rock,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The serene empty valley awoke you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your heart trembled.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Where are they?&lt;/i&gt;, you asked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;BAAAAAAAAAH! BAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You called for help even if you knew &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;that no one would hear your mute cries.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You quivered as you realized the confirmation of a doubt—&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;that nobody really cared&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;not even your good old guide.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You ran hoping to catch the end of the herd.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And you did&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But only with your small eyes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Too near yet so far&lt;/i&gt;, you mumbled.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;With envious yearning, you watched from afar&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the heavens condoled&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bringing forth its mighty water archery.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It cleansed everything there was&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Of impurities, of fraud.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The brown spots that troubled you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Were nothing but stubborn dirt—&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stubborn but temporary.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You’re as white as snow after all!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You were excited to rejoin your group&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But you witnessed an appalling revelation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The white washed off the coveted sheep&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And the smell of asbestos filled the place.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Vindicated? Pointless longing?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: Verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It’s a new climb towards Maslow’s third, fourth, and fifth.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-461084451015890180?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/461084451015890180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=461084451015890180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/461084451015890180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/461084451015890180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/09/plucked.html' title='Plucked'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-1319970975212714798</id><published>2007-08-17T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T00:12:25.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delusion</title><content type='html'>It's free to dream, they say.&lt;br /&gt;But I say, dreaming comes with a price&lt;br /&gt;when it starts to consume me, when it immobilizes me, when I start living a lie.&lt;br /&gt;I know the dreaming, in that sense, has got to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to take a breather,&lt;br /&gt;more like a slap&lt;br /&gt;and direct my eyes somewhere else,&lt;br /&gt;take my heart back and pound it a little,&lt;br /&gt;find my soul and give it a shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, when you grow older, you become wiser.&lt;br /&gt;I think, I do not.&lt;br /&gt;There's a thin line between dreaming and hallucinating.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, i still cannot tell when I am about to trespass&lt;br /&gt;the forbidden grassland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stuborness worsens my plight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-1319970975212714798?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/1319970975212714798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=1319970975212714798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/1319970975212714798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/1319970975212714798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/08/delusion.html' title='Delusion'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-3802000945619365229</id><published>2007-08-14T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T14:33:48.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to Sky Dive</title><content type='html'>It seems the time is right to take the free fall once again.&lt;br /&gt;My courage is as high as the altitude of this flight.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am all too excited and raring to jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look down, I feel the adrenaline rush intensify&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to the edge... almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blood ceases to circulate the moment I realize that this dive is different-- different because this time my hands are cold and bare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-3802000945619365229?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/3802000945619365229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=3802000945619365229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/3802000945619365229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/3802000945619365229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/08/ready-to-sky-dive.html' title='Ready to Sky Dive'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-580076521248480497</id><published>2007-07-16T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T15:56:18.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;by Aaron Lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the miles, it's funny to me&lt;br /&gt;How far away you are, but how near you seem to be&lt;br /&gt;I could talk all night just to hear you breathe&lt;br /&gt;Spend my life just living this dream&lt;br /&gt;You're all I'll ever need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me strength&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope&lt;br /&gt;You give me someone to love, someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I've never been&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the loves I used to know&lt;br /&gt;I kept my distance, I never let go&lt;br /&gt;But in your arms, I know I'm safe&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've never been held and I've never been kissed in this way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you're all I'll ever need&lt;br /&gt;You're all I'll ever need&lt;class id="NoSteal"&gt;&lt;/class&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me strength&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope&lt;br /&gt;You give me someone to love, someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I've never been, I've never been this&lt;br /&gt;Close enough to see it's true&lt;br /&gt;Close enough to trust in you&lt;br /&gt;Closer now than any words can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I've never been&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me strength&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope&lt;br /&gt;You give me someone to love, someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in your arms&lt;br /&gt;I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I've never been.. I've never been&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I swear&lt;br /&gt;I've never been.. I've never been this close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Please help me find the music to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-580076521248480497?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/580076521248480497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=580076521248480497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/580076521248480497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/580076521248480497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/07/close.html' title='Close'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-6940468838556851453</id><published>2007-07-10T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T14:11:03.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leave me not in limbo</title><content type='html'>firing questions in oblivion&lt;br /&gt;until each shot hits the thick envelope of shush&lt;br /&gt;that separates us.&lt;br /&gt;bullets recoil back to me&lt;br /&gt;hitting a nerve,&lt;br /&gt;killing my pride,&lt;br /&gt;disconnecting my body to my mind, to my soul...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-6940468838556851453?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/6940468838556851453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=6940468838556851453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/6940468838556851453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/6940468838556851453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/07/leave-me-not-in-limbo.html' title='leave me not in limbo'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-5202484536490977202</id><published>2007-07-02T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T21:12:51.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Ending</title><content type='html'>parang binuhusan ako ng nagyeyelong tubig,&lt;br /&gt;nangangatog buong katawan sagad sa buto,&lt;br /&gt;nakatulala't di makapaniwala sa mga pangyayari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadyang mahirap malungkot kung nalimot mo nang umiyak&lt;br /&gt;lalo na't kung tila sapilitang tinuklap ang langib ng iyong papagaling na sugat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tila natuyo na ang luhang daramay sa kalbaryong ito o&lt;br /&gt;unti-unting naiipon sa loob, nakakulong, at&lt;br /&gt;dahan-dahang ako'y nilalason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ba kalunus-lunos na sa sarili kong perpektong mundo,&lt;br /&gt;sa sarili kong mahiwagang kuwento,&lt;br /&gt;ang wakas ay tulad din ng realidad--&lt;br /&gt;mag-isa, nakasiksik sa sulok,&lt;br /&gt;nangungulila sa sariling happy ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-5202484536490977202?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/5202484536490977202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=5202484536490977202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/5202484536490977202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/5202484536490977202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-ending.html' title='Happy Ending'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-8317043081561529566</id><published>2007-06-27T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T21:52:43.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Star</title><content type='html'>Bituing malamlam ang kislap,&lt;br /&gt;sadya bang ningning mo'y kupas na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ba't kahapon lang ay tila kay sigla mo pang inakit aking mga mata?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subalit mukhang nag-iba ang ihip ng hangin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, bakit ika'y nagkukubli sa maulap na langit&lt;br /&gt;at bukas, tuluyan bang palalamon ang aandap-andap mong kinang&lt;br /&gt;sa karagatan ng mga talang umaasang sasapit din ang panahon&lt;br /&gt;na may tagahangang sa kanila'y  susubaybay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-8317043081561529566?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/8317043081561529566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=8317043081561529566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/8317043081561529566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/8317043081561529566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/06/lost-star.html' title='Lost Star'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-8170352262515590878</id><published>2007-06-19T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T12:17:38.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Wasted: Song for a Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m intoxicated, walking the dark empty streets of life&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;and don’t even have the faintest idea of what brought me here.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But one thing’s clear and that is, it’s going to be a long lonely walk back home.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, is it too much to ask for a companion—&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;to lend one’s ears, to give one’s hands, share one’s heart of genuine concern for me&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;until I am sober and back again on my two feet &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;balanced by my logic and my fickle emotions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-8170352262515590878?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/8170352262515590878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=8170352262515590878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/8170352262515590878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/8170352262515590878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/06/almost-wasted-song-for-hero.html' title='Almost Wasted: Song for a Hero'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-947409000698086194</id><published>2007-06-18T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T13:25:05.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful anger</title><content type='html'>isn't it a wonder how your eyes meet the eyes?&lt;br /&gt;and how empty words can be so profound!&lt;br /&gt;how the air you breathe in is never enough!&lt;br /&gt;how fragile hands can be at the same time your pillar of strength!&lt;br /&gt;how the universe spins profusely--&lt;br /&gt;leaving the jar empty of cookies&lt;br /&gt;but crumbles of open-ended questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you throw them away or&lt;br /&gt;will you just let the ants consume all that was left?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-947409000698086194?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/947409000698086194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=947409000698086194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/947409000698086194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/947409000698086194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/06/beautiful-anger.html' title='beautiful anger'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-2181626258265998906</id><published>2007-06-10T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:39:25.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Logorrhea</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;There’s so much to say but these are not really essential.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The words in my mind attempt to escape; sporadically bombarding every pore of my being.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But all cavities &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;have shut and refused&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to unburden my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-2181626258265998906?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/2181626258265998906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=2181626258265998906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/2181626258265998906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/2181626258265998906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/06/logorrhea.html' title='Logorrhea'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-1726261244195185648</id><published>2007-05-28T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T22:02:23.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decapo</title><content type='html'>talagang darating pala sa punto na ika'y sadyang mapupuno&lt;br /&gt;ng mga katanungang dati nang naitanong&lt;br /&gt;subalit ni minsa'y di nabigyan ng sapat na kasagutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabay sa tensyon ng paghagod ng bawat kwerdas ng biyolin,&lt;br /&gt;unti-unting aapaw ang "bakit?" at "bakit hindi?"&lt;br /&gt;pilit na iintindihin ang lohikang naloka&lt;br /&gt;sa pagpapanggap na may taglay itong talino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunod na palaisipan ay "kailan...&lt;br /&gt;...titigil ang pagkabuwang sa pagtarok ng mga bagay-bagay?"&lt;br /&gt;isa ba itong biyaya ng pagiging tao o&lt;br /&gt;sumpa ng isang butil ng sala?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magtatapos ba ito sa pagkalunod sa kapal ng hanging di gagalaw&lt;br /&gt;hanggat di tumitila ang patak ng tambol?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-1726261244195185648?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/1726261244195185648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=1726261244195185648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/1726261244195185648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/1726261244195185648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/05/decapo.html' title='Decapo'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-6864685962423611269</id><published>2007-05-14T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T23:12:31.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>defying gravity</title><content type='html'>as if on its own journey, the heart pounds anonymously,&lt;br /&gt;which the mind will never comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...desert heat intensifies in the day,&lt;br /&gt;then departs in the eve for his mistress.&lt;br /&gt;the night grows colder as each star claims its spot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mercury drops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the faintest breeze caresses my soul as i freely fall.&lt;br /&gt;i helplessly sink, head first, in the open air&lt;br /&gt;as if an eighty-pound block is chained around my neck&lt;br /&gt;dragging me down faster, closer to the ocean floor&lt;br /&gt;causing every ounce of oxygen-- of life to be drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pendulum stops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lose consciousness&lt;br /&gt;but gain freedom from wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;and give fantasy a license to reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-6864685962423611269?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/6864685962423611269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=6864685962423611269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/6864685962423611269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/6864685962423611269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/05/defying-gravity.html' title='defying gravity'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-2070582602404878991</id><published>2007-05-09T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T00:52:11.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Wander to Wonder</title><content type='html'>After I finished college, my life had been full of question marks. I was never ready, no matter how hard I tried visualizing it, to take that first dip into that cold pool until everyone said 'coward' then pushed me. It was not a betrayal for I myself nodded in agreement. I knew it all along-- the naive me squeezing all bitterness of life early on and wishing that the first drop of honey soon titilates my tastebuds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is it. I believe this is my renaissance. Oh, how long have I waited! I have been hopeless yet hopeful countless times. But the "NOW" gives me that Aha! moment. It clears the haze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but smile in awe of how God's gifts have been unwrapping one by one. This surpasses what I wished for. His faithfulness is in evidence. His embrace so comforting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-2070582602404878991?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/2070582602404878991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=2070582602404878991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/2070582602404878991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/2070582602404878991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-of-wonder.html' title='From Wander to Wonder'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com" title="lyrics"&gt;lyrics&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/way-back-into-love-lyrics-various-artists.html" title="way back into love lyrics various artists"&gt;way back into love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-6241769750252344957?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/6241769750252344957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=6241769750252344957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/6241769750252344957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/6241769750252344957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/03/way-back-into-love.html' title='way back into love'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-1682091849621285512</id><published>2007-03-06T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T12:55:34.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irreplaceable</title><content type='html'>buti na lang hindi ito yung kanta ni Lord... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So since I'm not your everything&lt;br /&gt;How about I'll be nothing? nothing at all to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-1682091849621285512?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/1682091849621285512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=1682091849621285512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/1682091849621285512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/1682091849621285512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&lt;p&gt;to slumber, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;to forget,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and to be lost&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;as the clock ticks...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-3910306521769015094?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/3910306521769015094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=3910306521769015094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/3910306521769015094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/3910306521769015094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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pagluluksa&lt;br /&gt;habang pinaglalamayan ko ang pagal na katawan&lt;br /&gt;at pilit binubuhay muli ang pusong nakalimot tumibok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang katahimikang nakabibingi'y&lt;br /&gt;patuloy na di maliliwanagan ang mga palaisipang&lt;br /&gt;walang humpay sa paurong-sulong na pagtakbo&lt;br /&gt;upang manggulo ng katinuan&lt;br /&gt;at di maisalarawan ang tunay na emosyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tila bilang na ang pagsapit ng paghuhukom&lt;br /&gt;na anumang oras ay sasambulat sa sanlibutan&lt;br /&gt;datapwat, kahit na hindi tumigil ang pag-inog ng buhay ng iba&lt;br /&gt;sa nakatakdang pagkagunaw ng mundo ko,&lt;br /&gt;handa akong malunod sa muling kabiguan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-117251867660408551?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/117251867660408551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=117251867660408551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/117251867660408551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/117251867660408551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/02/muli.html' title='muli'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-117074708006185542</id><published>2007-02-06T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T15:31:20.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Time</title><content type='html'>emo mode... malapit na kasi ang araw ng mga puso.&lt;br /&gt;mas masarap siguro nitong kantahin kung may pag aalayan talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;by ERIC BENET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I fell in love was long ago.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how to give my love at all.&lt;br /&gt;The next time I settled for what felt so close.&lt;br /&gt;But without romance, you're never gonna fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything I've learned;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's finally my turn.&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time I'll fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time we walked under that starry sky,&lt;br /&gt;there was a moment when everything was clear.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't need to ask or even wonder why, &lt;br /&gt;because each question is answered when your near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm wise enough to know when a miracle unfolds, &lt;br /&gt;this is the last time I'll fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't hold back, just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;Could i be moving much too fast or way too slow.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all of my life, I've waited for this day.&lt;br /&gt;To find that once in a lifetime, &lt;br /&gt;this is it, I'll never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know what it's taken me to say these words.&lt;br /&gt;And now that I've said them, they could never be enough.&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can see, there's only you and only me.&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time I'll fall in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-117073751479836056</id><published>2007-02-05T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T15:35:44.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peter pan</title><content type='html'>if life's going to be like this the rest of my existence&lt;br /&gt;or if life gets any worse than this,&lt;br /&gt;it seems that there's no sense in waking up to another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy searching for the rescuer&lt;br /&gt;from being dragged and drowned by life,&lt;br /&gt;i ceased breathing.&lt;br /&gt;but aren't we all crying "save me"?&lt;br /&gt;so, who's left to to do the heroic act?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing, hope, no matter how small that is i have,&lt;br /&gt;blindly drives me to meet the sun and kiss the morning dew.&lt;br /&gt;the inner spark still tries hard to keep me warm and&lt;br /&gt;a lil wackiness gives me the right dose of chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wendy.&lt;br /&gt;tinker bell.&lt;br /&gt;bring me back to never never land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-117073751479836056?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/117073751479836056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=117073751479836056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/117073751479836056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/117073751479836056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/02/peter-pan.html' title='peter pan'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-117043431008748408</id><published>2007-02-03T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:38:30.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anghel sa Lupa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the videoke mode continues...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Stonefree's latest album- Delorean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula nang makilala ka&lt;br /&gt;Di na makapaniwala&lt;br /&gt;Na kahit pa magka-iba&lt;br /&gt;Tayo’y sadyang naging isa&lt;br /&gt;Sa Langit ay ba’t kumalas&lt;br /&gt;Nahulog ba mula ‘taas&lt;br /&gt;Pak-pak mo ay pakibaklas&lt;br /&gt;Nang magkasama ka ng mas madalas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anghel sa lupa mananatili ka&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na hahayaang lumipad at iwan ako&lt;br /&gt;Anghel sa lupa nahuhumaling na&lt;br /&gt;Langit nadarama pag kapiling kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana’y di na lumisan pa&lt;br /&gt;Di ko yata makakaya&lt;br /&gt;Ang di ko na makita pa&lt;br /&gt;Pagtitig mo sa ‘king mata&lt;br /&gt;Naliligaw ba ng landas&lt;br /&gt;Nariyan ka pa ba bukas&lt;br /&gt;Pakpak mo ay pakibaklas&lt;br /&gt;Nang makasama ka ng mas madalas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dapat ba sa isang mortal&lt;br /&gt;Ang sa iyo ay magmahal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong ialay ang buong buhay ko sa’yo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-117043431008748408?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-116991129327832129</id><published>2007-01-27T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T23:21:33.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singing blankly</title><content type='html'>after two weeks of sounding like a frog due to severe sore throat, i can now finally sing again. and here are the two songs that keep running in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRYING TO GET THAT FEELING AGAIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Bautista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;At any moment she'll be walking through that door&lt;br /&gt;She won't find me behind it&lt;br /&gt;cause the feeling is gone and&lt;br /&gt;just won't come back anymore&lt;br /&gt;I work so hard to find it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been up, down, trying to get the feeling again&lt;br /&gt;All around, trying to get the feeling again&lt;br /&gt;The one that make me shiver&lt;br /&gt;Make my knees start to quiver&lt;br /&gt;Every time she walks in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked high, low&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I possibly can&lt;br /&gt;But there's just no trying to get the feeling again&lt;br /&gt;It seemed to disappear as fast as it came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read every book&lt;br /&gt;look for every meditation and poem&lt;br /&gt;just to bring home that old sweet sensation&lt;br /&gt;but it ain't no used to me, trying to get the feeling again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did it run to? I thought I'd done all that I could&lt;br /&gt;To keep the love burning&lt;br /&gt;But whatever I've done, I just haven't done it too good&lt;br /&gt;Cause all that's left is yearning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been up, down, trying to get the feeling again&lt;br /&gt;Like a bloodhound searching for a long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;could you help me rediscover&lt;br /&gt;the way to re be her lover once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read every book&lt;br /&gt;look for every meditation and poem&lt;br /&gt;just to bring home that old sweet sensation&lt;br /&gt;But it ain't no used to me, to try and get that feeling&lt;br /&gt;I want to get that feeling again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been up, down, trying to get the feeling again&lt;br /&gt;I've been up, down, trying to get the feeling again&lt;br /&gt;I've been up, down, trying to get the feeling again&lt;br /&gt;trying to get the feeling again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GRAVITY&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gravity is working against me&lt;br /&gt;And gravity wants to bring me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll never know what makes this man&lt;br /&gt;With all the love that his heart can stand&lt;br /&gt;Dream of ways to throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gravity is working against me&lt;br /&gt;And gravity wants to bring me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh twice as much ain't twice as good&lt;br /&gt;And can't sustain like a one half could&lt;br /&gt;It's wanting more&lt;br /&gt;That's gonna send me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh twice as much ain't twice as good&lt;br /&gt;And can't sustain like a one half could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wanting more&lt;br /&gt;That's gonna send me to my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gravity, stay the hell away from me&lt;br /&gt;And gravity has taken better men than me (Now how can that be?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep me where the light is&lt;br /&gt;Just keep me where the light is&lt;br /&gt;Keep you all where the light is&lt;br /&gt;Just keep us where the light is&lt;br /&gt;ooh.. where the light is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep me where the light is&lt;br /&gt;Just keep me where the light is&lt;br /&gt;Keep you all where the light is&lt;br /&gt;Just keep us where the light is&lt;br /&gt;ooh.. where the light is!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i seem to not understand a lot of things lately including the relevance of these songs to my life as i have it now (so please try to enlighten me). my mind is busy worrying which i know it shouldn't be doing. i just hope that i could untie the knot real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-116991129327832129?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/116991129327832129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=116991129327832129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/116991129327832129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/116991129327832129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/01/singing-blankly.html' title='singing blankly'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-116885364937822739</id><published>2007-01-12T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T17:34:09.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brink of breakdown</title><content type='html'>can't wait for the sand and salt water,&lt;br /&gt;the full moon as witness,&lt;br /&gt;the island and the soul&lt;br /&gt;ceasing existence&lt;br /&gt;in a nanosecond&lt;br /&gt;to feel the void&lt;br /&gt;and shed a tear or two,&lt;br /&gt;to feel the agony and bliss&lt;br /&gt;of compounded emotions--&lt;br /&gt;unprocessed, poisonous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spirit writhes in pain&lt;br /&gt;despite the therapeutic harmony&lt;br /&gt;which should salve the soreness&lt;br /&gt;but instead lashes deep wounds&lt;br /&gt;and leaves scars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then continue hurting&lt;br /&gt;trying to justify the circumstances;&lt;br /&gt;and be a martyr not for anyone else&lt;br /&gt;but for one's self&lt;br /&gt;just this once &lt;br /&gt;and be ego-centric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38592685.post-116885354515274709</id><published>2007-01-03T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T17:36:12.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMFF 2006: Almost a Disaster</title><content type='html'>So far I have seen four movies out of the nine entries. These are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Enteng Kabisote&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Zsa Zsa Zaturnnah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ligalig&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kasal, Kasali, Kasalo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Enteng Kabisote 3: Okay Ka Fairy Ko... The Legend Goes On and On and On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Okay Ka Fairy Ko&lt;/span&gt; baby like me, it was a must to catch the latest sequel not because I was dying to see Vic Sotto and Aiza Seguerra but because it has been like a tradition. Every year, it transports me back to the late 80's to early 90's. However this year, the film failed to do that. Everybody in the movie seemed to have matured except for the character of Enteng. The ensemble's acting just didn't gel. The story sucked (but then again, was there a story in the first place?!)plus it was too commercialized that it wasn't fun at all. The only saving grace for the movie was Jose Manalo's impeccable timing in delivering his punchlines! I also couldn't get enough of Allan K's broken mirror scene. That was hilarious. How about the special effects? Hmmm... Good intention. Bad execution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Zsa Zsa Zaturnnah Ze Moveeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had high expectations of this film and I wasn't disappointed except for that car -throwing scene. I was wondering why a caliber of Joel Lamangan could let a mediocre animation be part of his work? Very good casting except for Pops and her sidekicks. I was told Pop's character was supposed to be French. Pops, English isn't French. Nevertheless, this film was way much better than the Encantasia chopseuy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ligalig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting an action film from Cesar. If I had known that this CM production was suspense-thriller, I would have not thrown more than a hundred bucks. Anyway, it wasn't a total waste. Sunshine tried to act. Cesar tried to experiment on camera movements and effects. The point was they tried. Kudos nonetheless (about .5 only). Johnny Delgado and Celia Rodriguez gave class to this work. They were simply superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kasal, Kasali, Kasalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first movie of the Juday-Ryan tandem. The first time I saw them kiss on the film made me blurt out "YUCK!" But their chemistry just grew on me until I found myself already engrossed with the characters. By the way, Jose Javier Reyes did a great job weaving seamlessly such a story. Juday was effective in portraying her role in all aspects specially to solicit a laugh (when she bowed back to the waitress as she exited the Japanese resto) and to juice a teardrop (when she broke down as she confides to her mom Ryan's womanizing). Indeed, the REAL Best Film of the Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more movie and I'm qualified for the raffle. Definitely I am not watching &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tatlong Baraha&lt;/span&gt;! I saw its trailer. Madam Violet (the producer), the trailer should showcase the best of the film. Was that the best?! Anyhow, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Shake, Rattle and Roll 8&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Matakot Ka sa Karma&lt;/span&gt; are out of my list since I don't want to pay just to torture my self. So, it's a choice between &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mano Po 5: Gua Ai Di&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Super Noypi&lt;/span&gt;. Tough choice, right? So which one will be less of a waste? But I have to watch since I don't want to lose my chance to win a hundred thousand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope next year the supposedly Film Festival will truly showcase films of quality. It's about time the Filipino audience get to enjoy and be proud of a Filipino film. To the producers, the moviegoers have taste. We watch Hollywood films. If you can't match them, spare us the half-baked effects, stick to the basic and perfect that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was neither Super Noypi nor Mano Po. For the first time, i watched a Shake, Rattle and Roll film in a movie house and actually paid 120 for that. Hmmm... Nothing spectacular. But definitely it was one of the better films in the festival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38592685-116885354515274709?l=breathe2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/feeds/116885354515274709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38592685&amp;postID=116885354515274709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/116885354515274709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38592685/posts/default/116885354515274709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://breathe2007.blogspot.com/2007/01/mmff-2006-almost-disaster.html' title='MMFF 2006: Almost a Disaster'/><author><name>milbenski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y8AuEA6wb2w/S4M2FUDQy3I/AAAAAAAAADg/BkE8yqdFrdM/S220/solo+b.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
