Notes to the otherside 001

 Why are

dead people

 other-worldly people so moody?

Moods #53

Come a little bit closer | Jay & The Americans

So I started walking her way
She belonged to bad man Jose

F13

Persephone | Cocteau Twins

Oh, you are but ever by the jar

SO_journals_giving you a special privilege to browse through my soul

 

Manuls

Pallas's cats Zelenogorsk and Mia: spring passion!

When you wanted to hide but you keep getting found.

Watch til the end, poor Mia some of her hair got stuck in Zelenogorsk's lips.

Wild!!!

Moods #45.1

Time and Tide | Basia

We got time, oh baby,
There's no rush
Gonna be a better
Day for us

New moon mood (sige na nga ely)

Moods #39

Minsan Lang Kitang Iibigin | Performed by Philippine Madrigal Singers

Minsan lamang sa buhay ko ang 'sang katulad mo
Ako rin ba'y iniibig mo?
Dinggin, puso'y sumasamo, sinusumpa sa 'yo
Ikaw ang tanging dalangin ko

Ang pag-ibig ko'y alay sa 'yo lamang
Kung kaya, giliw, dapat mong malaman

SO_journals_i will follow you

To my SO, I will follow you to hell and back.

💛💛💛

Moods #35

Classical Guitar

                                                                             Piano

would I wander through this wonderland alone

Writing Prompt: Dark Journals (or Persephone's Underworld Diary)

Dark Journals (or Persephone's Underworld Diary)

Title: Yes and then no, hot and then not

Time: Second lunar month new moon

Place: Underworld

Entry: Adventure never stops in this place, thousand leagues beneath the seafloor. I met masks, I met different personalities, I talked with at least 10 shadow selves, went into the nook and crannies of this infinite world of sorrow and grief. There were good days, but there were more bad days. Important note, one should prepare for darkest days and darkest moods, nobody knows what kind of dark he will bring to the table. One thing is for sure, it will be corrosive and destructive.

Emotion/s: Surrender

Reflection: Prepare for endless destruction when in his lair. He will boil you down into the hottest point and then with what's left of you, he will burn you until you are pulverised into ashes.

Post Script: There will be healing eventually, a mystical kind, the kind only he can give, but a word of warning, you have to survive the corrosive destruction first. Good luck.

***

Dark Journals (or Persephone's Underworld Diary)

Title: Reminiscing and trying to make some sense . . . but no 

Time: Second lunar month full moon

Place: Underworld

Entry: Dreams communicate to us. It tells us a lot about our friends, acquaintances. It reminds us of our dead plans. It alerts us of how time flies and it shows us the transformation that we have been through and the remaining adjustments that we still have to go through. He has been quiet but I can feel him all the time in me, with me.

Emotion/s: Wary

Reflection: Reflection doesn't come easy in the underworld. There are a lot to filter. There are a lot to organize. There are a lot of patterns, it is not easy to read them in isolation, they must be read while intertwined with all other threads. Not an easy task.

Post Script: Roller coaster of emotions, too tiring, crying at night is the only way to ease the heartache.

***

Dark Journals (or Persephone's Underworld Diary)

Title: New home

Time: Third lunar month new moon

Place: Underworld

Entry: Even though I am down below in his lair, there are moments when I am free from his presence. One of those moments is this time when I am free to roam and just mind my own business, away from his probing eyes. I like this little pockets of time when I can be alone with my thoughts and feelings because he is not observing. Such freedom is hard earned and I plan to use it fully to organize my place and establish new boundaries.

Emotion/s: Joyful

Reflection: Why cannot we co-exist harmoniously?

Post Script: Why is freedom so fleeting?

***

Dark Journals (or Persephone's Underworld Diary)

Title: Negligible

Time: Third lunar month full moon

Place: Underworld

Entry: He's terrible. Who am I kidding? He is downright terrible. The kind that makes one so angry enough that lashing out is a very justifiable act. 

All I see was red. Red. Red. Red. Then I breathed deep. Deeply. Deeper. I waited. Waited. Cried hot tears. Then I just stayed quiet. 

Emotion/s: Red hot fury of anger

Reflection: I read this somewhere: principled fury

Post Script: I read somewhere that the sting of poison actually hurts the body of the stinger first before he injects it to the intended stingee. 

***

PPS: It is no accident that I am just posting my journal entries now. The time I spent in the deep dark down below was too profound to be captured in words. Actually, words were not used as much as intuition, action and meaningful silence most of the time. So far in my underworld journeys, the past months were some of the darkest hours in my life. I was warned that it was just the beginning.

Not so gloomy

While I am lamenting the sad realities of life, somewhere in the nether region of my brain, I saw your bright light, suddenly my thoughts about the world seemed not so gloomy anymore ...

SO_journals_just be

Moods #30

Shakespeare in Love | Layla Kaylif

She'll take him to the brink of deliverance
Show him that much
Oh, don't you know it
Oh, don't you know it
So he falls in love to feel that he's falling
She'll let him know his heart

SO_journals_slaves

 

SO_journals_growing addiction

SO_journals_a gentle reminder

 

Moods #27

Kailangan Kita | Performed by The Philippine Madrigal Singers

Kailangan kita
Kung gaano'y di ko alam
Basta't kailangan kita
Magpakailan pa man

Sakali sinta
Ako'y lisanin mo na
Buhay ko ma't kaluluwa
Ay di na kailangan pa

SO_journals_walking the path