Chasing sleep after a nightmare.
Filled with gratitude, that reality is far fetched from the former.
Thanks from a jolt of waking,
That those are just best trapped in the volatile subconscious.
Chasing sleep now becomes a slight of trouble…and so…
Then sleep, sleep…sleep till dreams switch to nothing ominous.
As a concert goer, I find it proper as a decorum to sing my lungs out, and not be a stuck up audience lol, sorry na. But that’s just me we all have our own drill to appreciate things on any matter at a personal level. Well that of course, depends on the genre of the concert so…oh boy, should you just nod your head, and bop it like a luck-beckoning cat luck charm, your call. 🙂
Wish FM 107.5’s concert/awards night purpose was not only to recognize opm singers with their God given talents but also it was a definitive joint benefit concert, pro actively paying forward to the needy, as winners brought cash prizes to their chosen charities, guess who’s the hakot award winner of the night? None other than the golden boy of his generation, known for his mad vocal ability and stability, plus charming…Darren Espanto! Super fun :)) a night filled with unadulterated music, done in such a tasteful fashion, choice of songs are relatively “fresh” and relatable. Songs that touches the heart and tickles the audience’s funny bone to floor in a modest upbeat tempo, they filtered the song choices with lyrics that are of substance.
…Sparing us from the…
Of whiplashing hair back and forth and of nae naes headlining it on a much better avenue like of novelty and variety in the noontime slots and the casual funny crack ups uploads in dubsmash/youtube. Don’t forget the casual gatherings. No bad bread, it’s dope I get it 🙂 but I appreciated it tamed down.
The production of lights and sounds, stage design, arrangement, frenzy eye candy visual lcd background is very much competitive, I could even compare it like those of Kpop concert’s I’ve been to.
… And the singers I could notably commend, are not of the mainstream proper, if not underappreciated… but kudos to their singing prowess, mind blowing!
… Props to the people behind the innovative work of Wish FM. Did you knoe that Wish FM has this cool bus roaming around the streets of Metro?
Their DJs/guests are on air delivering entertainment to all, with frequent stop overs, popular examples are campuses. I once spotted the bus en route Trinoma with one of my bff…!
Props to Daniel Razon that spearheaded this tremendous trendy, hip innovation for everyone to enjoy!
#wishfm #wishawardsnight #wishers #wishcometrue #whatisyourwish
Blur.
Like vision not magnified by lenses.
Aligned, yet paralleled.
A rift, if crossed, either uncertainty or detriment awaits.
Of paramount restraint, when pressed, not flippant to give in to primal urge, that’s crude.
Of stillness, when pressed, if not, stoic.
Of frustration, in hefty, governed by futile outcomes, yet a flash of simple happy disposition.
Admirable things.
For mine is wearing thin, holding it in.
The inkling discovery with good ole age is like being a trinket on an endearing jewelry yet vulnerable.
The exchange of generic pleasantries is well appreciated.
Thanks for the casual weather inquiry, it is tropical here…heat may vary from sweltering to scorching, wait maybe they even share the same degree.
Is it chilly there? Better warm up, with layers of clothing.
Thanks to You, Sue Boswell.
Just…how many hunches stayed on just being ‘just a hunch’ and how many hunches went beyond its validity?
In this world wherein demise of strength rules the mind.
Once in a while… no curve of grin will leave a trail on your lips better known simply, just a smile.
Would you like to share a slice of your thought? Of your dreams, of your ideas, of your frustrations?
…I shrug my shoulders, I brush it off with a hand. SignaIing I better not tell.
These I keep, concealed.
Who are you, for all these to matter?
Keep mum, to pacify from being a subject, by most of the endless chatter.
There is no final resting place.
You just gotta pray the hardest.
If waking tomorrow is no more.
Would that be the end of all sorrow?
No one knows, there is no guarantee
Inevitably, it is there for a reason, trust in faith…soon you shall surpass, it’s going to flee.
Extend efforts, in doubles, still falling short.
Fall on your knees. Cry, Grit your teeth.
Pray the hardest.
Carcasses
Ashes
Man bound to go back to ashes
When wretchedness befall
Like a close encounter to death bed
Wonder what could have caused the misery
Will it be too late to be remorseful
And to practice the value of solace instead
Funny
Has anyone ever speak of false flattery?
Like constantly…
If it were me, circumstances would be rare.
… If not closest to true from the  heart, I’d rather not.
I’d keep it sealed, tight like a ziplock
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