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Hey, I'm supposed to be an independent, self-publishing fiction writer through my Samizdat Publications and yet selling my first published books had became difficult despite the good story quality and affordability of these. I think that I'll be returning soon to that search for a publishing company like I did in the past and so I must lay down my "pride" for my other unpublished manuscripts. I hope that I'll find a just and humane publisher who is open-minded to give chance to aspiring fiction writers like me, support Philippine literature and renewed interest in reading books, and without the attitude of treating the publishing industry as just some business gamble.

SOLILOQUY According to Webster’s Dictionary, soliloquy (so-lil-o-kwi) n. /plural soliloquies/ is the act of speaking one’s thoughts aloud in solitude; a speech in a play through which a character reveals his/ her thoughts to the audience, but not to any of the other characters, by voicing them aloud , usually in solitude. (derived from Latin soliloquium “to speak alone”). Grolier International Dictionary defines soliloquy as a literary or dramatic form of discourse in which a character talks to himself/ herself or reveals his/her thoughts in the form of a monologue without addressing a listener; the act of speaking to oneself in or as in solitude.

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Thursday, November 27, 2014

Provocative




A sketched satire on usual impressions seen somewhere along 10th-29th and 8th-27th streets here in Villamor Air Base featuring some students of 
Pasay City South High School (PCSHS)and Philippine State College of Aeronautics (PHILSCA); hey, related comments can be read in the March 2013 post "Lagaslas ng Waters of March Bossanova"


Cannabis sativa seeking refuge under the ancient, mystical caduceus to shield it from the adik-adik users;

HEY, I AM NOT A SUPPORTER OF THAT MED WEED ADVOCACY GROUP!

Ode to the Amsterdam Red Light District Window Lady
Let her cry/  for she’s a lady/ Let her dream/ for she’s a child/ Let the rain/ fall down upon her/ She’s a free and gentle flower/ Growing wild (from “Wildflower” by Skylark)



“ The Vision of the Discreet Child Pornographer”

And then you suddenly left
Just as I finally realized
How you had gladdened my private world
The very thought of you, just you
Unceasing, impure phantasmagoria
Infatuation fusing into this predatory desire
I’m engaged into silent obsession
And yet... unconsummated
Neither liberate it nor remain it bound tight
Oh, please never let worries and paranoia
Disturb your existence
I kept my cold distance
 My actions are highly restrained
Please stay there, where you are
My temptation, you unknowingly excited me
Though I won’t destroy you once you come near
But your smile and glances sicken me
Let me languish in my loneliness
Restraint is the reason for my self-pity
While you are there enjoying your youth
Someday, I’ll be free of this side of myself
Someday, I will, I shall
However, you will never know
That in my mind, you fell into seduction
In my mind, you are mine
In my mind, you are only mine
In my mind, you already know
And it’s time to rise from this dreamy slumber
The embrace of the subconscious
It is I... and you will never know.

CAUTION! Even though, this poetry contains provocative statements, it never advocates for the filthy s*** of pornography and other offenses against human dignity. The speaker of the poetry is one disturbed person who is battling the dark side of the ego.


           Pagmamay-ari ng weirdong blogger na ito ang naka-upload na litrato na may caption at ang mahabang tula na nasa wikang Ingles ay aking kinatha. Malilintikan sa akin sa paraang ako lang ang nakababatid ang mga aagaw ng mga ito upang maging kanila o yung tinatawag na infringement.

            Well, about the bizarre verses, it is a probe into the mind of a greatly unexpected subject to be an inspiration for a poetry. The poem itself hates the iniquity of all types of obscenity. And as for all anonymous readers out there who got disappointed for this month’s blog post because you’re probably expecting for heavy essays containing views and insights on any matters and issues which caught your interest or whims, I AM NOT BLOGGING FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT. I AM BLOGGING FOR MY SELF-ESTEEM.





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