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* I'll be performing this poem live on Saturday at Sev's Cafe, Manila. It'll be my first time to perform Spoken Word in public. I hope it goes well! *


“For The Next Two Hours”

Noah del Rosario

 

I know that I’ve made the right choice

I mean, I suppose I have, I’ve been given a voice

A voice that doesn’t demand to be just heard, but seen as well

That’s all that matters nowadays, doesn’t it?

We need to see to believe

We need to see to deceive ourselves

To show ourselves that the tangible doesn’t matter

At least not for the next two hours

I know you don’t agree

I know I disappoint you

I know you think I suck

Admit it; don’t give me that look

And I am undeniably sucking

Sucking at finding days to spend time with you

Sucking at being the Superman who will give you a home and flowers to boot

Sucking at planning the adventures I’ve promised you

Sucking at being the godly, life-saving, independent breadwinner that everyone knew I was going to be back when I was seven

What's that? I can’t hear you

The only voice that I can hear is my own mumbling about how I’m going to fit all of these sequences in a duration that everyone can endure and why I can’t possibly use royalty free music for this scene

It’s my voice; I’m actually seeing my voice

At twenty-four frames per second, my voice is showing things to me, showing things to you

My voice is showing me how savage aliens can be soothed by music

My voice is showing me how this little boy from the province sees flying whales in his sleep

My voice is showing me a man who finds himself in a different place and timeline every time he wakes up

My voice is showing the world that I don’t need to save a life to be relevant

I don’t need to build a hospital to be compassionate

I don’t need to go to war to be courageous

I don’t need to listen to you to make you happy

Let me make you happy my way

And my way is through my voice

A voice that demands to be seen

And people will see it, all right, oh, they will

And for the next two hours, my voice will take them into another world

A world where pain and suffering happens because I say so

A world where our hero either dies or lives only if I want him to

A world where for the next two hours no one will worry about the thin tightrope they make themselves balance on, thinking that the only way to the other side is to walk across it

What is on the other side anyway?

Something better I assume

A bigger pay-check? A nicer house? A trip to Bangkok? A sexier spouse?

Bigger means better; better means bigger

Is the best the biggest? Is the biggest best?

Why does everyone always want to climb up that endless ladder for the sake of being higher than everyone else?

Is the view nicer from up there?

It probably is

I’ve been up that ladder myself

I’ve stumbled off a couple of times

More times than I’d like to admit

But I’ve had my share of a nice view

I don’t blame you for climbing it so much

But no matter where you’ll be on that ladder

There will always be someone with a better view than you

That’s why I stick to what I do

When people come to see my voice, they all seat themselves down in a room

Where no sits higher than the other

And if one happens to have a better view of the screen, no one could give a damn

They’re all equal; united

Listening to the same voice

Watching the same voice

For the next two hours

Their heads are swimming with emotion and internal debate

Stimulating either feelings of joy, despair, loathing, arousal, puzzlement

So many things at the same time or separate times

Oh, you know the feeling, love

You know what I’m talking about

It’s not just my voice I’m talking about

I’m talking about the voices of hundreds

Thousands! Millions!

Voices from all over

You don’t even know the half of it

Voices that demand to be seen because they need to say something

Because they have a story that needs telling

Because they have a joke that needs laughing at

Because they have pain that needs sharing

Because they want to let you and so many others like you know that the world we’re living in isn’t the only world out there

That the world we see around us still has that beautiful something in it

You’ve probably seen it on your way up that ladder

You probably haven’t

The problem is that when most people see that beautiful something

They grab it and lock it in a chest

So that no one else can get it

The difference between you and me is that when I see that beautiful something

I grab it, put it on paper, make it look good, add some nice music to it

And share it through my voice for everyone to see

So that for the next two hours

Everyone shares something beautiful

If only you would let me share it with you

 

 

 

 

  • Listening to: Pink Floyd, 30 Seconds, and random artists
  • Reading: \\\"Rant\\\" by Chuck Palahniuk
A Gift to Andre by Coulicath
A Gift to Andre
I made this as a birthday gift to a very good friend of mine. However, his maid mistook it for garbage and threw it away. 'tis a good thing I was able to take a picture of it before I gave it to him in case that sort of thing should ever happen.
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Geisha of Mansilingan by Coulicath
Geisha of Mansilingan
I got the inspiration for this after reading Arthur Golden's "Memoirs of a Geisha" and watching a sabong (cockfight) in Mansilingan, Bacolod City during Christmas break.
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2014 is now dead and it looks like 2015 will be here to stay for the next 355 days. Last year was even better than the last.

-Filmed 15 short films and a music video.
-Went to my province Bacolod without my parents for the first time.
-Got my driver's license.
-Organized a film festival in my college to raise funds for the typhoon-stricken community of Mayorga, Leyte.
-Visited Tacloban, Leyte.
-Went to Baguio with the family for the first time.
-Wrote 6 short stories.
-Watched 206 films, beating my previous record by 50.
-Read 22 books, including 5 short story compilations.
-Met Gerry Alanguilan, one of the best graphic artists I know, in the flesh.
-Interned for two film shoots (Benito Bautista's "Bus" and Jay Abello's "Red).
-Went ice skating for the first time.
-Got in the dean's list in my college.
-Watched 3 film festivals. (French, Cinemalaya, and Fully Booked)
-Worked with professional actors for the first time and paid them with my own money.
-Watched 6 plays.
-Biked on a wire suspended hundreds of feet in the air.
-Jumped into fresh water spring in Mt. Mambukal.
-Made good friends in the British expat community on my own.
-Went to PONYCON.
-Watched a cockfight for the first time.
-Bought illegal fireworks and blew them up.
-Reprimanded a guy in public for beating up his girl friend.
-Became a lot closer with the few, but tight friends I have.
  • Mood: Artistic
  • Listening to: Radioactive Sago Project
  • Reading: 1984 by George Orwell
Here's a random Tagalog freestyle poem I did to celebrate my return to DA.

"Wala Kang Pake"

Wala kang karapatan, wala kang kalusugan
Wala kang kwenta, puro karuwagan
Hindi ka nag-iisip, wala kang naiisip
Wala kang kaalaman, puro kagaguhan
Bakit ba hindi ka marunong magluto?
Mag-aaral ako kung ako sa iyo

Anong tingin-tingin mo diyan? Baka mahuli ka sa klase
Alisin mo ang kuwaderno, huwag kang maging bobo
Linisin mo ang kubiertos, ligpitin mo nga ang higaan mo
Sindihan mo ang kandila, ang bagal-bagal mo!
Bakit mahalagang magbasa ng Bibliya?
Para hindi ka makulong at pumatay ng kapwa

Tara! halina sa linbingan ng bayani
Sasayawin natin sa bulwagan ng patay
Malamang sasamahan tayo ng mga bangkay
Ano kaya ang gusto nilang kainin?
Bakit may humihinga nang malalim sa likod ng batok ko?
Ito na ba ang huling araw ko sa mundo?

Bitawan mo na nga yan, ba 't di mo ba nalaman
Na ayoko ang bulati, alam mo ika'y kadiri
Walang hiya talaga, ba't wala kang gana
Kahit kailan, kahit papaano, tarantado ang anak ko
Sana naman hindi ka na lang ipinanganak
Andaming nagugutom sa bahay na 'to tapos andito ka pa rin

Tara! Samahan mo ako sa pagdiwang ng pagpapakamatay ni Kuya
Kanino ba ang kasalanan?
Napatunayang nagkasala ang pamahalaan, siyempre
Ayun na naman, wala naman tayong magagawa sa nakaraan
Ngunit napakabulok pa rin ng kasalukuyan

Tumpak! Wasak na wasak ang sistema
Magulo at watak-watak
Huwag ka nang umasa nang sobra
Huwag mong itatapon ang mutya sa babuyan
Sinasayang mo kasi ang pagkakataon sa panibagong buhay
Palagi kang nasasabihan, pero wala kang pake
Mananahimik na lang ako at maiiwasan na lang kita.
  • Mood: Artistic
  • Listening to: Radioactive Sago Project
  • Reading: 1984 by George Orwell

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* I'll be performing this poem live on Saturday at Sev's Cafe, Manila. It'll be my first time to perform Spoken Word in public. I hope it goes well! *


“For The Next Two Hours”

Noah del Rosario

 

I know that I’ve made the right choice

I mean, I suppose I have, I’ve been given a voice

A voice that doesn’t demand to be just heard, but seen as well

That’s all that matters nowadays, doesn’t it?

We need to see to believe

We need to see to deceive ourselves

To show ourselves that the tangible doesn’t matter

At least not for the next two hours

I know you don’t agree

I know I disappoint you

I know you think I suck

Admit it; don’t give me that look

And I am undeniably sucking

Sucking at finding days to spend time with you

Sucking at being the Superman who will give you a home and flowers to boot

Sucking at planning the adventures I’ve promised you

Sucking at being the godly, life-saving, independent breadwinner that everyone knew I was going to be back when I was seven

What's that? I can’t hear you

The only voice that I can hear is my own mumbling about how I’m going to fit all of these sequences in a duration that everyone can endure and why I can’t possibly use royalty free music for this scene

It’s my voice; I’m actually seeing my voice

At twenty-four frames per second, my voice is showing things to me, showing things to you

My voice is showing me how savage aliens can be soothed by music

My voice is showing me how this little boy from the province sees flying whales in his sleep

My voice is showing me a man who finds himself in a different place and timeline every time he wakes up

My voice is showing the world that I don’t need to save a life to be relevant

I don’t need to build a hospital to be compassionate

I don’t need to go to war to be courageous

I don’t need to listen to you to make you happy

Let me make you happy my way

And my way is through my voice

A voice that demands to be seen

And people will see it, all right, oh, they will

And for the next two hours, my voice will take them into another world

A world where pain and suffering happens because I say so

A world where our hero either dies or lives only if I want him to

A world where for the next two hours no one will worry about the thin tightrope they make themselves balance on, thinking that the only way to the other side is to walk across it

What is on the other side anyway?

Something better I assume

A bigger pay-check? A nicer house? A trip to Bangkok? A sexier spouse?

Bigger means better; better means bigger

Is the best the biggest? Is the biggest best?

Why does everyone always want to climb up that endless ladder for the sake of being higher than everyone else?

Is the view nicer from up there?

It probably is

I’ve been up that ladder myself

I’ve stumbled off a couple of times

More times than I’d like to admit

But I’ve had my share of a nice view

I don’t blame you for climbing it so much

But no matter where you’ll be on that ladder

There will always be someone with a better view than you

That’s why I stick to what I do

When people come to see my voice, they all seat themselves down in a room

Where no sits higher than the other

And if one happens to have a better view of the screen, no one could give a damn

They’re all equal; united

Listening to the same voice

Watching the same voice

For the next two hours

Their heads are swimming with emotion and internal debate

Stimulating either feelings of joy, despair, loathing, arousal, puzzlement

So many things at the same time or separate times

Oh, you know the feeling, love

You know what I’m talking about

It’s not just my voice I’m talking about

I’m talking about the voices of hundreds

Thousands! Millions!

Voices from all over

You don’t even know the half of it

Voices that demand to be seen because they need to say something

Because they have a story that needs telling

Because they have a joke that needs laughing at

Because they have pain that needs sharing

Because they want to let you and so many others like you know that the world we’re living in isn’t the only world out there

That the world we see around us still has that beautiful something in it

You’ve probably seen it on your way up that ladder

You probably haven’t

The problem is that when most people see that beautiful something

They grab it and lock it in a chest

So that no one else can get it

The difference between you and me is that when I see that beautiful something

I grab it, put it on paper, make it look good, add some nice music to it

And share it through my voice for everyone to see

So that for the next two hours

Everyone shares something beautiful

If only you would let me share it with you

 

 

 

 

  • Listening to: Pink Floyd, 30 Seconds, and random artists
  • Reading: \\\"Rant\\\" by Chuck Palahniuk

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IamHeThatIS Featured By Owner Feb 6, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist

I remember walking along the beach

as cool sands filtered through my toes.

Seagulls cheering a new born day

as the foam of the waves ebbed to and fro.

I remember being massaged peacefully, but yet overwhelmed

by the strength of the waters roll from another distant shore.

As the sun grew stronger its hues changed in the kaleidoscope of its nature

my soul felt lifted as to soar into the total admiration of this day.

I remember the feeling of being one, not being detached 

as being surrounded in a compassionate embrace.

then 'mazed over the vast canopy of the sky touching all horizons

as I yelled in loudest exclamation of how small I really was; . . .

And then I realized that I was still enveloped in the nurture of this day

as I sat on the damp sands to think, ...                                   

             to reflect within myself, ...

                                                                  for a pause to pray 


“Greater are all things then that of what I know that I seek to always know more

As a vessel of the spirit of all there is, I shall never be filled.

So let me embrace the embracer this day and everyday,

As part of the whole as a child is to a parent

let me be guided with all there is to be known with open mind and clarity

and always to give thanks.”


....I remember the calm that came over me and the smile that made me feel complete.

Thanks for this day and everyday and all that share it with me!

  As  from distant shore;  we "all" wonder if somewhere there is someone else there what we wish or want for;   hold and wait, and in the the moment something or someone may enter your life for you to love or to know to add to your world!!!  [I got that from a fortune cookie!!]


        I have the mind to say I love everyone every day!  Of what to say as  for the beginning of this year, until Valentines day of this year, to the last day of any year:  Why is there;  it just one day to say I Love??!! OH to love,  to be, if it was not for love, nothing would not be anything for anyone to see!!!  Everyday is the challenge to love oneself to create of how beautiful one can be for being able to create with love!!!!!!!!!!!!! Happy Valentines, with all my love embrace!!!

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IamHeThatIS Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
     I guess I missed you birthday, well, I guess all I can do is give you 365 wishes for each days ahead for happines, laughter, and much love in all your success to come.  

     You have a great heart and make the day happier through your art and being you.  A llama I give because you deserve it and to continue your art and to wish you the best I give a poem that I wrote as I wish for all to be their best.

Be of the Day

by J. Gadzinski © 2009



Onto the days cool moist breath

I hasten the day before me

As the sun rises to warm the shadows

leaving the nooks of corners in night places

Moments pass quickly not to be captured

Hauntingly exclaiming, “To rise, and not waste a chance for me to be!”

To rise, to stand on legs unsteady from night atrophy

Wide eyed in awakening to ready myself for task at hand

Is it left or right or forward that I should go 

For behind me rests the night in slumber forgotten unknown

What of this day will I add to the presence of my essence

Oh, to be in the present of now, and to lift the weight that the passage of sand

has buried on all other beginnings of past days lost 

Not to disparage any day not mentioned, 

but to add to all accomplished days

of lovehappiness, and praise

As such, this is a new day 

as pure, not defined with any imperfections

 As I should add without hesitation my best

All of me that I am 

For this day is before me to be in the whole of the day

to be complete in all that started as perfection.

To judge the day as good of any value

is erroneous at best

For what I venture of all that I am

To be of this perfect day is the test!!!

     We all add to this perfect day and to have you and your  art in it makes it also a better day!!  Thank you for expressing yourself! 
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wolfjedisamuel Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2015  Student Digital Artist
So I heard your birthday is tomorrow. Be it as it may, I stop by to wish you in advance a Happy Birthday. :cake:
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Coulicath Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2015  Hobbyist Filmographer
Thank you very much, matey! I am touched by your greeting. :) Have a wonderful day yourself!
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Iskaeldt Featured By Owner Jun 19, 2014
Hi Coulicath, thanks for adding Find the Key, Scream and Insjunken to your faves!
I'm glad you like them mate! Very appreciated. :) :beer:
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Coulicath Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2014  Hobbyist Filmographer
No problem, Iskaeldt! :)
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theStradomyre Featured By Owner Jun 3, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
:icondoctorwinkplz: Well, hey there. Pretty swell gallery ya got here. :icondoctorwinkglassesplz:
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Coulicath Featured By Owner Jun 4, 2014  Hobbyist Filmographer
Thank ye, mate. :)
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theStradomyre Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
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of course bbe
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Cwmm Featured By Owner May 13, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for the llama
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