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Oh brother.
Hey you! (...yes YOU!) You must be wondering.. what the &%$#@ am I doing here?
Loosey-Goosey. What's that?
That's the way I approach life.
I mean think about it. Life's too short to take it seriously anyway.
And if you live life like you're afraid to die then when you die,
you'll realize you haven't live at all or something like that.
(I'm trying to sound smart so bear with me.)
Or by the time you're through, you'll just look like an old hag.
Seriously. You don't wanna live life looking like that.
This is err, a place I call home. My comfort zone.
A place where I can do stuff without anyone nagging me about it.
Here in a loosey-goosey environment, I write. I listen. I speak. I draw.
I curse. I play. I flirt. I dance. I party. I try to entertain. I...
just do. 'Coz I want to. And you can't do anything about it.
Well, what are you doing here? Believe it or not, destiny have brought you here little one..(and serendipity perhaps?)
Everything happens for a reason. At this very moment. YOU should be here. "COINCIDENCE happens."
Since you are here just the same, please take the time to look around. I'm sure you'll find something interesting to read or look at. This thing you are reading right now won't tell you what I'm all about. See the pictures below?! (..those are navigational things and have some purpose)
So use your mouse to accomplish something..
And, oh yeah..
Make the most out of your stay
Welcome.
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Take A Chance
it's that time of year again. it's that time where you add another number to your age. i can't write as much as i wanted to because of work. but since it's a special day for me, i have to put out this mandatory post. i think last year i cut and pasted the same thing a year before so here you go lassies.
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You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, and find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this. - Henry David Thoreau.
I'm trapped.
I turned a corner and realized too late that it was a dead end. Now the cops are closing in on me because I just beaten a man and stole his car.
Just when I thought I was able to get away with it, the cops saw me and I was suddenly involve in a car chase. I wasn't paying attention to where I was driving that I hit another car and came to a screeching halt. I got off my vehicle and started to run.
Now this. I look over my shoulder and from the corner of my eye can see the cops a few meters away from me. As I was thinking of what to do next, I saw my cousin enter the house.
I pressed the pause button and placed the controller down.
I was in my cousin's place in the States. I saw that he was not his usual self and was fidgeting all over the place. So I turned to him and asked, "What's wrong?" He looked at me and said, "Me and my girl just had a fight. I don't know what happened. She saw me talking to another girl and got all jealous and stuff. Now we ain't talking."
I scratch my head for a second then asked him for a pen and some paper. I then told him to call her up and read to her what I was about to write.
Times are changing.
Just a few years ago, I could see myself in his shoes and going through what he is experiencing right now. It's funny. As you get older, everything seems much clearer. Some of the things that mean the world to you before now look trivial.
I remember when my friends and I beat up a guy because he was courting the same girl one of my friends is also courting. We went to his place rang the doorbell and when he got out, we just started beating the shit out of him.
Now as I look back, I ask myself, "Did he deserve it?" Probably not but at that time he did. Youth is an interesting and awkward phase to be in. You can be one of the most annoying kinds of people but at the same time you are slowly gaining maturity which can make it fun to watch.
Before, when someone cuts me off on the road, I would have raced after him and cut him off too. Worse than that, I might have gotten out my gun and scared him into shooting him. One time, I was with my friend when a cab sideswiped him. So we got out and my friend asked the cab driver how he intended to pay him for the damages. The driver scratched his head and told us that he didn't have money. So my friend gave me the signal and we wrecked his car. He got a large rock and smashed the windshield while using a bat; I hit the car's side mirror.
Then my friend turned to the driver and said, "There. We're even."
Fast forward to the present, if there's a guy running his mouth and starts insulting me for whatever reason, I will probably just smile and take the high road. You see I could use a few big words that he would probably go back to school to study it all over again. I could brag to him about how many cars I have or how much is in my bank account. I could curse him and attack his character from so many angles that he wouldn't know how to respond. I could even flip my middle finger up just to let him know how I feel. But what would all that do?
We, after all, are all living on a borrowed life. Now, I see it as a burning cigarette. One day, we'll all be burned up.
I have seen a lot of shit in the pass few years. I've been through a lot and with that said I can describe myself as old. Old not necessarily in the sense of age but by the things you have experienced.
I have loved. hated. cried. danced. slipped. kissed. forgiven. sinned. praised. fired. cursed. ridiculed. escaped. whispered. passed by. watched. swore. been faithful. waited. learned. I have been in a lot of relationships. I could lie straight to your face and you wouldn't even know about it. I could say what you want to hear just to get what I want from you. I have gotten myself drunk just to have enough courage to say what I want to say.
I have seen people lost their friendship because of money. I have seen people threw away their future because of drugs or what they thought was love at that time. I have seen people made some bad choices and end up regretting it. I have seen people brag about shit that they don't have. I have seen people look so brave on the outside but are really scared within.
So what have I learned so far? Sometimes it's better to let go. Goodbye is a hard word to say. Listen. Try to learn a lesson after every mistake. It's easy to throw I love yous around. Sometimes you should say no. Stop pointing out other people's faults. It's ok to be angry sometimes. Just being around a lot of people doesn't mean you are still not lonely. Don't blame. If you love someone, say 'it's going to be ok' rather than 'it's your fault' Some will seek forgiveness, others will escape, choose the first. We are all flawed. Don't let opportunity slip away. Be thankful for God's grace. Sometimes what you have is all you'll ever need.
I saw my cousin called his girlfriend on his cell phone while holding the piece of paper I've written. He was reading it when I saw him flash this big wide grin. He looked at me and gave me the thumbs up then turned towards his room.
Just then I saw my aunt yelled from the kitchen, "Are you still playing? Stop that and come have some dinner." I answered back, "I'll be there in a minute!" She then said, "Oh grow up!"
As I pressed the start button in the back of my mind I was thinking, maybe I have.
Maybe I have.
Look out! Smart-ass coming through!
Mr. Poe is a paradox. He is young yet he is old. That is from his age and his responsibilities.
He has a day job and what does he do at night? Nobody knows yet.
Whether he is a Casanova, a dead ringer for a celebrity, or a ninja, only a few people will know.
Sometimes he can be generally boring or a walking time bomb. Spontaneous.
Some sources thinks he is like a riddle and he to likes being mysterious with that poker face of his.
And he likes it that way.
If he is inspired or compelled by necessity, he likes to and writes forgettable pieces of poetry and songs or draw undecipherable works of garbage err.. arts.
Otherwise, the rest of his time is consumed by web design, painting, and sports.
Apathy. That's what he feels most of the time but wants to go to heaven. Still Optimistic.
He still believes he is a prodigy and secretly hopes he has traces of the Godfather, Beatles, and Da Vinci in his soul.
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I maybe wrong but I doubt it.
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I don't care what people think. People are stupid.
...my own posts that I don't actually read but
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