Ratio et Esse

6 lines of hope.

Sat, 20 Jun 2009 14:37:06 GMT

Just to keep my sanity

I'll write 6 lines of hope.

Of strength and will surpassing limitation.

Of bravery and courage reforming my creation.

And since I fret, and fear, and quiver

I'll remind myself this message:

The Storm is strong, while the winds are fierce.

But only in sailing through it, can one truly celebrate.

I am resurrection

Wed, 02 Jul 2008 16:18:40 GMT

What a perfect day to ressurect back from the annals of not writing in my blog. Anyhoo, I feel a poem coming on... can't resist... must write... po...e..try....

Magic Sing

Plug it
Play it
Enjoy

And in the moments of song
In the pauses in tune
In the lyrics
the instruments play
only memories

Grasping the bulky piece of metal
with a shade of plastic

the vibration reminds me
how shaky my hands are

Sweating

I cant believe i scored
71.

Failure?
Now that you are here,
maybe I did
sing hard enough.

I feel better now.

What I've not been writing about:

1,I,A, --- Jopie --- I love you sen. :D

Anyway,

1. My new job as an InTACT facilitator -- I'd like to think I am a teacher, though I am not formally faculty. We are all teachers I guess. Because as Jake Cuenca once said. At any time someone is looking up to you. It's true. We're all teachers. I handle 5 classes now. Comm on Wednesdays, and IS, ME, Pol Sci, and AB Psych on Fridays. They're all great classes. I hope they all enjoy my class, and that they pick up something they can use for their college life.

2. Production house is progressing -- Our production house (currently Sindikato is the name, but it will change soon), is moving fast. We've been doing several projects, and we're doing great. Besides the money and the time that is, we're ok. We gotta solidify the business plan though.

3. MAster's classes -- Hell on earth. I love my classes, but I don't like the readings, because they're long. Wala pang pictures. Buti nalang the classes are fun, kasi kawawa naman ako pag pangit na readings, pangit pa class. Grabe.

4. WEight loss -- damn, i gained three pounds after losing 15. Better start eating oatmeal again. :D

5. I love Wanted. I love Speed Racer. I love.

6. New car -- We got a new car, and it's the bomb! It's expensive, but we got it at a more reasonable price. Thanks kia! Can't wait till I get to drive it by myself. Ayaw pa ni dady eh.

Wow! My play for directing midterms last yeaer still exists! Lemme post it, just in case I lose it in my computer hehehe :D maybe youd like it :D There is a third character in the play, but you will never see it! hehehe :D

Langit Lupa Impiyerno

Mga Tauhan:

G. Mike Torres
Gng. Tata Torres

Unang Tagpo – Kwarto ng mga Torres

Mike:
Punyeta, Anong oras na ito? Gabing gabi na ah, wala pa rin si Tata. Lagot sa akin yon.

Papasok si Tata

Mike:
Ang galing mo naman. Saan ka galing? Alas dos na ng umaga, at bakit ngayon ka lang umuwi?

Tata:
Pagod na ko. Pwede bang huwag na nating pag-usapan ngayon?

Mike:
Saan ka nga galing?

Tata:
Nagtrabaho. Overtime. Dumating yung officer namin galing sa...

Mike:
Nagtrabaho? O may tinrabaho?

Tata:
Ano naman ang ibig sabihin noon?

Mike:
Alam mo na, nakipag-landian ka nanaman doon sa ka-opisina mo ano?

Susubukan lumabas ni Tata

Mike:
Hoy, wag kang tatalikod sa akin. Hoy!

Tata:
Mike, kanina pa ako nagtatrabaho. Pagod na ako. Wala man lang bang “kumusta ang araw mo?” Alam mo, kung may gusto ako doon sa manliligaw ko sa opisina, eh di sana di na kita pinakasalan!

Mike:
Tinatakot mo ba ako?

Tata:
Gusto mong takutin kita? Eh kung hindi nalang kaya ako umuwi?

Mike:
Meron kang cellphone. Naka Unlimited call and text ka. Di mo man lang naisip tumawag o magtext?

Tata:
Naubusan ng battery.

Mike:
Hahaha. Magimbento ka naman ng ibang palusot na mas bago.

Tata:
Sino ba sa atin ang mas magaling mag imbento ng kwento? Diba ikaw yun?

Mike:
Sa dalawang linggong pagiging kasal natin, hindi pa ako nakakapagsinungaling sa iyo.

kwekwelyuhan ni Tata si Mike

Tata:
Talaga? Akala mo hindi ko alam na nagsisigarilyo ka sa taas ng bubong? Na sumasali ka dun sa mga text chat sa TV? at na nagtatago ka ng porno sa ilalim ng carpet sa sala?

Tahimik si Mike

Tata:
Ayoko lang magsalita, kasi wala namang masama, pero para isumbat mo sa akin na hindi ka nagsisinungaling? Sinungaling!

Lalabas si Tata

Mike:
Ikaw naman kasi eh! Leche!

Tata:
Ulol!

Mike:

    Sa totoo lang, Hindi naman ako sinungaling. Hindi ko lang sinasabi sa kanya. Kasi naman, lagi siyang wala dito sa bahay. Mahirap kasi yung trabaho niya, mahirap talagang maging pulis sa mga panahon ngayon. Malabo ang schedule. Siya naman ang may kasalanan. Siya na nga yung laging wala, siya pa yung may ganang magalit. Ganito pala ang magpakasal ano?

    Dalawang Linggo palang kaming kasal. Namana namin itong bahay na ito sa mga magulang ko. Ay, siyanga pala, ako pala si Mike Torres, isang Dentista. Pero ang nakakatawa doon, nakalimutan ko na kung paano ngumiti.

    Nagkakilala kami ni Tata sa isang mall doon sa Alabang. Naglalakad ako sa mall para bumili ng FHM, tapos narinig ko may babaeng sumigaw, “Mga putang-ina niyo! Wag niyong papatakasin yan!” Doon pa lang, alam ko nang papakasalan ko yung babaeng yon. May magnanakaw pala, tapos hinabol ko, tapos hinawakan ko, tapos dumating siya, tapos sabi niya “Maraming salamat, ako nga pala si Tata.” Doon nagsimula. Mahirap na ligawan, medyo mahirap yatang makipagdate sa isang babaeng may baril na nakasabit sa katawan, at may baong granada sa kotse. Pero kahit ganoon, marami naman akong nakita sa kanya na talagang walang ibang babae ang mayroon. .

    Ang huling dalawang linggo ng kasal namin ay naging parang Impiyerno. nakita ko na lahat ng mga pinakamasamang ugali na pwede mong makita sa isang babae. Una, ang lakas niyang humilik! Punyeta, parang makinang limampung taon ng hindi natutune-up. Tapos, ang gulo pa niyang matulog. Aba’y paggising ko, parang mas ok pa na maging kalaban ni Tyson o ni Manny Pacquiao. Gulping Gulpi talaga ako. At ang pinakamasahol sa lahat, ang gulo gulo niya sa gamit niya! Biruin mo, saan ka makakakita ng babaeng nakatiwangwang lahat ng mga bra at panty niya sa kung saan saan? Que babaeng tao, ganyan kumilos. Minsan naiisip ko na sana pinakasalan ko nalang yung kapatid kong lalaki. At least yon, madaling mapagsabihan.

Papasok si Tata

Tata:
Matutulog na ako. Putang ina mo, sasapakin kita pag ginising mo ako.

Mike:
Sa baba na nga lang ako matutulog.

Tata:
Buti pa nga. Goodnight.

Mike:
You too. Sweet dreams.

Tata:
Gago.

Lalabas si Mike

Tata:

    Nagdrama nanaman ba yung Mister ko? Sumagot nga kayo! (audience hopefully replies) good. Anyway, ewan ko ba diyan kay Mike. Palibahasa mahilig manood ng mga sine at palabas sa TV na tungkol sa mga pagdradrama. Nung isang gabi, habang kumakain kami, walang tigil siya sa kwento tungkol kay Marimar “Ang hirap siguro ng pinagdadaanan ni Marimar. Biruin mo, dati mahirap siya tapos mayaman na siya ngayon, tapos gusto niyang gumanti, pero parang ayaw niya kasi...” Leche talaga. Gusto ko nang barilin yung sarili ko.

    Nagkakilala pala kami ni Mike sa isang mall sa Alabang. habang naglalakad ako galing sa isang sports shop kasi bumili ako ng barbell, dahil nasira yung luma ko, narinig ko, may mamang sumigaw “Tulungan niyo ko!!! Snatcher! Snatcher!”. Tamang tama, nandoon ako, kaya hinabol ko yung snatcher. Naipit ko siya sa loob ng isang shop. tinutukan niya ako ng balisong. Pucha! Amateur talaga yung gagong snatcher na yon. Sinugod ko siya, tapos lumaban siya. hinampas ko tuloy ng barbell sa ulo. Ayoko sanang makasakit eh, pero gago siya talaga. Dumating si Mike tapos sabi nya. “Miss, ang lakas nung pagkahataw mo sa kanya ah..” Doon na nagsimula ang lahat.

    Dalawang Linggo palang kaming kasal. pero parang habambuhay na akong nakaposas sa kalokohang ito. Ok naman si Mike, marami siyang magagandang ugali. Matalino siya, mabait, malambing, nakakatawa minsan, pero kapag minsan talaga, sobrang maiinis ka eh. Sobrang daldal minsan, ayaw talagang tumigil, kahit alam niyang hindi na ako nakikinig. Minsan ang kulit kulit “Magsipilyo ka ng tatlong beses sa isang araw, o, magsuklay ka nga bago ka umalis, o, yung sapatos mo ang dumi dumi.” Aba, mas masahol pa sa bungangera kong nanay eh. Minsan naiisip ko, sana pinakasalan ko nalang tatay ko. Mas magkakasundo kami noon eh.

Magkukumot si Tata, maghuhubad ng tshirt. at matutulog
Papasok si Mike at hihiga sa kama.

Magigising si Tata

Tata:
ANONG GINAGAWA MO DITO?!

Mike:
Malamok sa baba eh. Dito nalang ako, aircon dito eh.

Tata:
Umalis ka na diyan. Baka gusto mong pumasok bukas sa trabaho ng nakasakay sa Ambulansya.

Mike:
Pinapaalis mo ko? Diba ako ang bumili nitong kama na ito? Bakit hindi nalang kaya ikaw ang bumaba?

Tata:
Naghahanap ka talaga ng away ano

Mike: Ano gusto mo? Away o gulo? Tara! Uy, mano mano lang!

mag-aaway ang mag-asawa hanggang sa sala

Ikalawang Tagpo – Sa Sala ng Mag-asawa

Mag-aaway ang mag-asawa. Sa dulo’y maiipit ni Mike si Tata sa sofa.

Mike:
Huli ka na ngayon!

Tata:
Sino kaya?

babaligtad ang posisyon

Tata:
Ngayon? Demonyo kang hayop ka.

Mike:
Demonyo?

Babaliktad muli ang posisyon

Mike:
Ito na. Wala ka nang takas.

Hahalikan ni Mike si Tata ng matinding matindi.

Tata:
Kaya mo naman pala ako eh.

Mike:
Shut up and Kiss me!

Hahalikan ni Tata si Mike. Huhubaran ni Tata si Mike ng Tshirt. Sasakay si Tata kay Mike.

Ikatlong Tagpo – Kwarto ng Mag-asawa.

Magtatago sa ilalim ng mga kumot ang mag asawa. Maghahagis ng mga damit ang mag asawa.

Mike:
Sige Ta, mukhang kailangan ko na munang pumasok sa Clinic. May appointment pa yung kambal Ricky at Rocky in 30 minutes eh.

Tata:
Sige. Umuwi ka ng Tanghali ah. Magluluto ako ng paborito mong Sinigang. Ingat ka. I love you.

Tata:
I love you too.

Hahalik si Mike sa labi ni Tata

Tata:
Sarap nun ah!

TABING

At the edge

Fri, 22 Feb 2008 15:43:11 GMT

Many things are coming at an end, quickly, frighteningly.

1. My last acting play in TA has officially ended. I'll just recap my favorite speech, before i completely forget:

" Sinong maniniwala sa'yo Isabel? Ang maliniskong pangalan, ang kasinupan ng aking pamumuhay, ang salita ko laban sa iyo, ang katayuan ko sa bayan? Dadaganan lamang ang iyong pagsasakdal. Masusukol ka ng sarili mong ulat at magmimistulang naninirang puri. Inunahan na kita, at nirendahan na ang pananakit ng aking puson. Iangkop ang iyong pag-ayon sa naguumigting kong gutom. Manahan pa sa kahinhinan at labis na pamumula, nang lalo akong mag-init sa halip na maapula. Iligtas mo ang buhay ng iyong kapatid sa pamamagitan ng paghain ng iyong katawan sa kalooban ko. O hindi lamang kamatayan ang ikamamatay niya, kungdi dahil sa iyong sungit, uunatin pa ang kamatayan niya bilang iindaing dusa. Tugunin mo ako bukas, o ng dahil sa kapusukang namamayani sa akin, magmamalupit ako sa kanya! At sa iyo naman, sabihin ang iyong nais, mas mabigat ang kasinungalingan ko kaysa katapatan mo" (exits)

2. Submitted our thesis finally kaninahere's looking at our poster. One year of work is finally over.

3. No more Psych subjects! After four years of studying psych, it all comes to a wonderful end. I've learned alot about people, and ultimately about myself in the Process.

4. Theo and Philo orals on monday. After three years, no more studying Heideger, Marcel, Kant, St. Anselm, St. Thomas. Wow, what an enriched life I have learned.

5. Bye bye ARPT. Much memories shared after two years of being part of it. Maraming nang lumipas na mga tao, mga kaibigan, patawang issues hahaha, hindi ko malilimutan.

Senti mode!

Presenting "Red Red" and "The Fall"

Sun, 13 Jan 2008 15:57:01 GMT

The Ateneo Fine Arts Festival Presents

A double bill

All our Red Reds and The Fall

Written and Directed by BJ Crisostomo

Assisted by Ysabel Yuzon

Production Design by Monica Sebial

Starring

Tata Enerio,

Gubs Guballa,

Matt Manlangit,

Ia Solis

Samboy Lim

Paolo Apagalang

Ella Palileo

Jan Parma

Reg De Vera

Showdates: Jan. 17 and 19, 7pm and 9pm

Roof Deck, FBR Arcade, Katipunan QC.

INSTRUMENTO LAMANG

Ako ay isang gitara.

anim na kordon

nakatali sa isang dulo, nakabuhol sa kabila

Musika ang sa akin

bawat pitik ay nota,

bawat haplos ay tono.

gawa sa kahoy,

dala ay sikreto.

bawat ihip ng hangin ng buhay,

bagong awitin ang aking dala.

Ngunit mag isa,

ako'y walang kwenta.

Kung walang tutugtog,

tanging makukuha ko'y alikabok.

ako'y nangangailangan,

ako'y naninibugho.

Bakit sa aking galing,

ako'y nangangailangan pa rin?

Sapagkat ako'y bahagi lamang,

ay ika'y bahagi ko rin.

Anger can mean that a person is only extremely passionate about justice.

Thu, 10 Jan 2008 18:12:20 GMT

Gah-lit.

Maraming iniisip, pinakikiramdaman
Ang isang taong kumukulo ang laman.
Isa isa ang bawat detalye, tila musikang
Tumutugtog sa utak ng paulit-ulit-ulit.
At patuloy na nanggugulo sa buhay na mapait.

Minsan napapasigaw,
At minsan wala nalang pansinan.
Iniintindi ngunit 'di maunawaan
Tanging natitira sa puso
Ay kagustuhang manira.

Mahirap ang magalit.
At mas lalong mahirap magtimpi.
Ibig kong sabihin,
Talagang mas madaling pasabugin
Ang bomba, kaysa kalasin bago sumabog patungo sa mga bituiin.

My God
Am
I angry?
Though it seems so,
Actually, I don't really know.

Misery is
An alternative of rage, at
Instances it is subdued.
True? definitely not false.
Any objection

May
arise, and
interestingly enough
Those are not unfounded, not lies.
Always a pleasure to share

MY
TAN
TRUMS

like this.

Before School Starts

Sun, 06 Jan 2008 17:26:42 GMT

This was definitely my wildest xmas break ever. For reasons that I refuse to disclose. Perhaps another lifetime.

And coming will be the wildest 7 weeks of my life. This will be my last semester studying things that I am not interested in. In 7 weeks, freedom from pain, obscurity, futility. In 7 weeks, hello new stage of life. Though I may still be within the safety of my University, in 7 weeks, it will all look different. Here are some of the things I have to pre occupy myself with:

WARNING: It might be tiring to read the next few lines.

THEATER RELATED (notice that this is my First priority)

1. Memorize and Own my role in Shakespeare's Measure for Measure -- TA production.
2. Finish taking Care of the Set for Measure for Measure
3. Finish Editing the Trailer for Measure for Measure
4. Get Ready for the Seniors Roast
5. Finish The Fall -- Miss Monica Sebial's Thesis production which I have been very blessed to be a part of

DIRECTING CLASS
6. Finish Exercises on Visual Progression and Levels
7. Direct My Midterms "LAngit,Lupa, Impiyerno" -- due Jan 21
8. Finalize a Cast for my Finals -- Due Early FEbruary
9. Direct my finals -- Due Late February
10. Finish my Major Paper

THESIS
11 -- 20. Finish Thesis (it takes this much out of us.)

FEATURE WRITING
21. Finish Travelogue -- Due next week
22. Finish 4 Major Papers
23. Finish Final Paper
24. Of course, attend all classes.

PHILO 104
25. Finish Paper on Antigone.
26. Finish Paper on A Streetcar named Desire
27. Finish one final Major paper
28. Get an A in the Final Orals.

MULTIPLE INTELLIGENCE
29. Complie Portfolio
30. Finalize Learning Module -- This week Due
31. Implement Learning module -- Due late Feb
32. Attend classes.

THEO 151
33. Finish report on Conscience
34. Finish Ecological Footprint Project
35. Midterm Exams
36. Final Exams
37. Intermittent Quizzes
38. Reflection Papers

THEO 141
39. Final Oral Exams
40. Immersion
41. Immersion Report
42. Regular Quizzes

SINDIKATO PRODUCTIONS
43. Manibela Project -- Early Feb
44. Help in Editing -- Intermittently

FAMILY AND SOCIAL RESPONSIBILITES
45. Hong Kong Trip -- Feb
46. Register for Elections
47. Get VIsa
48. Get my Sister's car fixed
49. Find a Landscape Artist.

FINALLY IT WILL ALL END IN
50. Graduation -- March

AFTER THAT
51. Help in TA Elections,
52. Fix my schedule next semester.

Sana wala ng dumagdag. :D Pero kung meron man, kaya yan. I'm pretty sure, kahit si Superman, na stress.

One final poem:

Superman On his Bed

And the world weighs on my shoulders.
The burden increases as rest approaches.

My arms grow weary, My legs give way.
The wind seems to bring about punches
and sunlight strangles me everyday

A gift of strength I have.
Fortunate is me.
Yet somehow, this talent is cursed.
This curse forever bound on me.

But still, my hope is as strong as my fighting will.
Will there be a time when my pain will be gone?
Certainly, my heart believes it so!

So I continue to walk, run and fly
Resisting the temptation of Death.
Shunning the possibility of that convenience.

I smile.
I try not to cry.

Soar away?

It's time to rest.
Hopefully, my dreams will help fade away these
apprehensions and fears.

Minsa'y may naglakad na bata

Mon, 31 Dec 2007 17:14:20 GMT

Minsan may naglakad na bata
Nagtanong siya sa sarili niya:
"Kung ako'y tatakbo, mas malayo ba ang matutungo?"

Tumakbo siya. Subalit may stoplight.

Nakita ng isang matandang lalaki ang bata:
"Iho, saan ka pupunta?"

Tugon ng bata:
"Hanggang sa kayang puntahan ng aking mga paa."

Ngumiti ang lolo, at kaniyang winika:
"hindi mo naman kailangang tumakbo, ba't di nalang maglakad bata?"

Ang bata'y napaisip,
bumuntong hininga. Sabay sabi:
"Ang bagal po kasi eh. At mas malayo pa ang mararating ko!"

Aalis na sana ang bata.
Ngunit natigil sa susunod na sinabi ng lolo.

Si lolo'y mautak, matalino, may karunungan.
"Mas masakit madapa pag tumatakbo diba?"
Green na ang stoplight.
"At, mas madali kang mapapagod sa ginagawang pagtakbo."

Ang bata'y tumigil.
bumuntong hininga. Sabay sabi:
"Tama nga yata kayo."

Tumawid ang lolo, kasama ang bata.
Bulong ng bata: "nadapa na rin po ba kayo?"
Tugon ni lolo: "Aba'y syempre naman ano."

Naglakad ang bata at ang lolo. Pinanood ang dapit hapon,
pinakinggan ang tunog ng lungsod.

isang oras ang lumipas.

"Uwi na po ako lolo," wika ng bata.
"Sige, lagi kang mag-iingat, " sagot ni lolo.

Saba'y takbo ang bata papalayo. Papunta sa kanyang bahay.
Wala siyang inisip na kahit ano.

Sun, 09 Dec 2007 16:00:08 GMT

May mga nakikita ang mata ko
Na hindi kailanman makikita ng kahit sino.
Mga bagay na hindi mo sinasabi,
Mga bagay patuloy kong babasahin.

Mahirap ang magkamali
Pero tayo'y tumatawid
Kahit ang daan ay malabo.

Subalit wala ng laban.
Lalo na dito sa walang kasiguraduhang kinabukasan.
Nagkakagulo, nababaliw.

Pero sa dulo'y.

Ikaw na pala ang nasa butas na malalim.

Jack Sparrow

Thu, 15 Nov 2007 14:02:04 GMT

Si Kapitan Jack Sparrow

Si Kapitan Jack Sparrow.
Ay nagtipid ng isang bala
Pinutok sa tamang oras.

Tumanggap ng isang sumpa.
Natikman ang buhay habambuhay.

Lumaban sa kakampi,
pumanig sa kaaway.
Balimbing, bumaliktad,
tumulong, naging manghuhuwad.

Namatay.

Hinarap ang kamatayan,
Binastos si Davy Jones.

Inutakan si Will,
Nilandi si Elizabeth.
Pinaikot ang mga pirata,
pati Black Pearl,
nakuha sa isang iglap.

Gutom sa ginto.
WAlang hangad kundi prestiho.

Subalit, kung ilalagay si
Kapitan Jack Sparrow sa Diksyunaryo.
Anong kahulugan niya?
depinisyon, kung iyong nais.

Ano?

Aba, walang iba kundi
Silakbo.

A list and A poem

Wed, 14 Nov 2007 14:15:14 GMT

For the first time in a long time:

1. I learned a song on the guitar :D

    I was actually online, then I heard this song on Itunes. Instantly, I got the urge to learn it. I surfed online to get the guitar tabs. Voila! Masterpiece.

2. I am writing non-fiction.

    For my Feature writing class. It's very enjoyable. I sure hope I can get an A this sem.

3. I went to a soiree.

    Actually, it was a speed dating thing, but I consider it a semi soiree. I had a blast. I met new friends, and I learned about other schools and other courses. Definitely an experience I'm willing to repeat.

4. carried more than 3000 bucks in my wallet.

    I usually spend a lot. It was a good thing that I was able to save a bit of money this sem break. Hmmm... the benefits of not having free time to spend money on. haha.

5. Finished Dance maniax 2 on double mode.

    Haven't tried t before, but I did kanina, and I succeeded. Hahaha.

6. Got casted in a play.

    Though I am still not sure of my role, I'm excited to act for one final time for sir ron Capinding, the man! ANd I'm also excited because there are a lot of other members who will also be part of the play.

7. Saw Pau.

    Since he's been in law school, its very hard to invite him to hang out. Good thing we found the time to hang out this sem break, so that's definitely a great experience.

8. and finally, put the _____ ______

    ____ has been _____ and I was _____. It's very _______ when someone _______ _______ to any of your _____. When you want to _____ you give _______ to ______ what is ________ by ____. And to ______ someone _____ clearly _____ that you______. _________hehehe :D

Lesson Learned

A lesson learned,
need not be taught once more.

One plus one will not change,
two will always be the sum.

Is there any truth to that?
Can we be so stupid to reduce them to only mere facts?

As we might know,
there are lessons in life which seem
to be easy to learn
yet so difficult as well.

There are lessons which
when from different people, can't help but switch.

There are lessons where
people are challenged to go and dare.

Still there are lessons,
we spend our whole lives trying to unlearn.
About people, about life, about love,
about the world.

Yet we still make the same mistakes
We still follow the same dirty trail.
With only pain at the end,
we, a ship without a sail.

We fool ourselves, to think we passed
the tests that life bestows upon us.

Lies will be lies,
truth will be truth.

There is pain, there is change,
there is love, there is hope,
there is something waiting,
at the end of all our roads.

And that sight we must not lose,
otherwise, death is the only thing left to choose.

DEATH OF MEMORY

Tue, 06 Nov 2007 05:12:32 GMT

Tanghalang Ateneo Premieres Glenn Mas’s “The Death of Memory”

Tanghalang Ateneo goes contemporary Filipino in “The Death of Memory,” the second production of the company’s 29^th season. Written by Glenn Mas, “The Death of Memory” is a Palanca prize-winning play and an awarded thesis production at the Catholic University of America. Tanghalang Ateneo’s staging would be the play’s Philippine premiere production.

In the play, four people are trapped in a nowhere land where time has stopped, and with no memory of how they got there, and no ideas on how to get out. Each one carries a painful and violent memory -- sexual abuse, abandonment, murder -- that assaults them at unpredictable moments and ties them to this purgatorial prison.

A Keeper holds them in this limbo. At one point, the newly arrived man, Juan, incites his fellow prisoners to defy the Keeper and escape from memory. Will they be able to free themselves? How? This intense and imaginative play examines the strength of the human will to live and choose, to fight against paralyzing pasts, and to move on.

Ralph Quiblat and Brian Sy alternate as the newcomer, Juan, while Rachel Quong and Margarita Paje play the Keeper, the ethereal guardian of the nowhere land. The rest of the faculty cast are Randy Solis, Dianne Laserna, Miguel Lizada and Angela Serrano. In turn, the rest of the student cast is composed of BJ Crisostomo, Regina Francisco, Nicolo Magno and Gianna Villavicencio.

Director Ricardo Abad and Production Designer Salvador Bernal depart from their Asian motifs to create an abstract world that is replete with surreal and violent images. Joining them are choreographer Matthew Santamaria, lighting designer Jonjon Villareal, and Sounds and Graphic Designer Reamur David. Katski Flores, finalist in Cinemalaya 2007, incorporates film images of the character’s memories.

“The Death of Memory” runs from November 29 to December 1, 4-8, and 11-15 at 7pm, with additional 2pm shows on December 1, 8 and 15at the Rizal Mini-Theater of the Ateneo de Manila University. For inquiries, contact Shiela Concina at 09155715665 or the Rizal Mini- Theater at 426-6001 local 5121. Because of the adult theme and the graphic images, the play is shown for mature audiences only.

Love is nothing but a game of poker

Sat, 03 Nov 2007 13:39:02 GMT

Love is nothing but a game of poker.

One party is the small blind. The other party is the small blind.

Life is the dealer.

Everyone else, is also involved in the relationship.

The money is your current happiness.

The pot is the potentially greater happiness.

With a wager always in between

At the beginning, no one knows the kind of cards that life will give them.

Everyone looks at their cards.

The small blind, invests a little into the pot.

The big blind invests a lot into the pot.

They both invest, not knowing what cards life will throw their way.

Without choice.

The process is simple, you have four options:

Check

    Just in case you are trying to be safe, and not risk whatever happiness you have for something potentially greater.

Call

    Just in case you decide to risk, but then, something still holds you back from giving up all your happiness in the quest for a greater glory

Raise / All-in

    When you believe that your current happiness nothing compared to the possibility that you will win.

or Fold

    When you don't think your ready, or when you think the odds of you being more happy is less, and you fear that you will end up just being disappointed with yourself.

Then comes the flop.

Finally, you have a step to walk on.

You try to read the other players, deciphering what they could be thinking.

Are they weak?

Or are they comtemplating your demise?

CAn you win all the happiness on the table?

Or can you lose all of them with just one bet without thought?

Again, you try to read the others.

Without the proper cards, at this point, a fold would be normal.

They cay that in poker, (and oftentimes in love) the trick is not knowing when to bet, but knowing when to fold. Before you dig a hole too deeply, you must rescue whatever part of your happiness is left in you.

The turn,

The river.

Who's bluffing?

Who thinks that they can make other people think that they're already happy when they're not?

Who thinks that they can make people believe that it is them who needs the great happiness on the table?

Is it you?

Is it I?

Everyone shows their cards.

Big blind loses.

Small blind loses.

Life goes on, and starts again.

And we're back to where we started, all trying to wrestle each other for that one moment of glory and happiness, that is beyond what we already have.

It is that possible fulfillment that challenges us to wager, to risk, to give up ourselves.

And that, is love.

the sail

Sun, 23 Sep 2007 15:37:41 GMT

The sail

The sail pushes the boat

The wind pushes the sail

The world blows onto us the wind

The divine gives power to the world

The divine is great

The great is the inspiration you give me!

Thu, 13 Sep 2007 14:35:34 GMT

Ang Tali

Maraming gamit ang tali

Maaring sabitan, tila baging na nasa gubat

Maaring paniguro, tulad na yaong ginagamit sa bangka

Maaring katulong, para bagang sa pagawaan ng gusali

Maaring santuaryo, ng parang ginagamit pag akyat sa bundok

maaring marami pang iba

Iba't ibang klase

abaka

nylon

alambre

kordon

sinulid

Aking nararamdaman, iyan ang taling nakapag-iisa sa ating dalawa.

TA auditions for death of memory

Thu, 06 Sep 2007 13:58:21 GMT

TANGHALANG ATENEO

29th Season

THE SEASON OF TRUTH

AUDITIONS

FOR

DEATH OF MEMORY

Written by Glenn Mas

Lighting by Jonjon Villareal

Production Design by Salvador Bernal

Direction by Ricardo Abad

Showdates

November 29 – December 1, December 5 – 8, December 12 – 15 (Weekdays & Saturdays) at 7 pm

December 1, 8, 15 (Saturdays) at 2 pm

Four people are trapped in a nowhere land where time has stopped, and with no memory of how they got there and no ideas about how to get out. Each one, however, carries a painful memory that assaults them at unpredictable moments – a memory that ties them to this purgatorial prison. This intense and imaginative play examines the strength of the human will to live and choose, to fight against paralyzing pasts, and to move on.

Looking for 3 males and 3 females

AUDITION DATES:

Sept. 12 (Wednesday)

6 PM to 8 PM

Sept. 13 (Thursday)

6 PM to 8 PM

Sept. 14 (Friday)

7 PM to 9 PM

2/F Gonzaga Function Room A

Please bring a recent 2x2 I.D. picture

Be prepared to narrate briefly a memory of a past event, sad or happy, imagined or actual.

Also be ready to read a monologue from the play and execute a set of movements.

OPEN to Ateneo

students and teachers

For inquiries, please contact Regina at 0917 8429808