Monday, March 23, 2009

MGA KABALBALAN NI TATANG INGO

Bago ako tuligsain ay iminumungkahi kong imulat nyo ang inyong mga mata. Ilabas na rin ang mga antipara, salamin o at antchokos, sakali mang nabubulagan na. Ipalagpag pati ang mga tainga nang sa gayun ay maulinigan yaring babala. Di nga'y kapoot-poot at kasuklam-suklam mga katiwalian sa pamahalaan. Gayundin ang mga buktot na kaisipan nitong kabataan. Mapusok, marahas at walang katiyakan. Kung saan patungo, tanging Siya Lang ang may alam. Mga walang galang. Mga mapagwalang-bahala sa tradisyon at matandang kaugalian. Sang-ayon ka ba? Pwes itaas ang kanang kamay. Kung taliwas ay kaliwa naman ang ikaway. Ipagdaop sa hangin. Masigabong palakpakan. Bilang handog-gawad sa ating kamangmangan. Ikaw...ikaw nga ang kailangan. Maghasik ng binhi at gintong kaalaman. Kaya't 'wag nang manlumo, malumbay at mamahaw. Tumindig ka't harapin ang katotohanan. Igabay ang napaririwara at mga nadidimlan. Sugpuin at gapiin ang namamayaning kasakiman. Kaligtasan mo'y nasa sa iyong mga kamay!

SAGOT NI BURNIK JOHN SA KABALBALAN NI 'TANG INGO

Oye there Pop! Rakenroll! Ba't po ba ang panghit-panghit nyo? Na-cutetot po ba kayo?

Sunday, March 22, 2009

VANARASI SUNRISE

Godess Earth in her full spleandour for those who seek her BARAKA, blessings.

In life and death, Vanarasi is teeming with mysterious rituals, beliefs and devotions.

Bhakti...bhakti...bhakti...OM.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

BAKLA 101

If you're not IN then you're definitely OUT! Gays, queers, effems, badaffs, vaklush, maricons, and what have youse, here are some of my cousin Jomo simplified terms for homosexuals around the world, PUN INTENDED.

North American, Homo
Japanese, Sumo
British, Pukemo
Chinese, Ahmo
Spaniard, Ultimo
Latino, Primo
Mexican, Geronimo
Malaysian, Malay mo
Israeli, Ikembot mo
Iraqui, Batuhin mo
Iranian, Baboy-Damo
East Indian, Gamu-gamo
Ethiopian, Hopya mo
Korean, Anongseymo
Pakistani, Putok mo
German, Perry Como
Jamaican, Ewan mo
Afghani, Arabs, Mumo
Afrikans, Bat ang Itim mo?
Italian, Captain Nemo
Russian, Da-mo
Samoan, Kamukha mo
Hawaiian, ho` okamaka, aikane moe
Filipino, Tangna mo
Astronaut, Cosmo
And whatever you are, Walang Reklamo!

Sunday, March 8, 2009

ANKH GIFT FROM ISIS

Peace, prosperity and love for all mankind.

Sound cliche'...You may say it again. But here...let me present...le crux ansata...please accept it...your's to keep. Loop it around your neck. And wear it proudly; that you may prosper and forever live.

It's proven, and I swear. Your still not convince? Ask Isis, from Egypt antiquities!

Saturday, March 7, 2009

SA IYONG PAGBABALIK...

When a minor character in the Israeli film Jellyfish, ended her own life, she left a note that for her would aptly conveys what she felt at that time. It was a Hebrew poem Meduzot, by Shera Geffen, and succesfully incorporated to the outline of the film's message. Her poetry borders on surrealism like the magical scenes on the film itself. I hereby translated it here.

But to translate jellyfish* in Tagalog gives me head-ache and I'm stumped. Does anybody know the meaning of it in Tagalog?

Sa loob ng bote, ang bapor ay di lumulubog at ginagabok,
Kay gandang malasin ng kanyang paglutang
Walang sinumang maliit ang maaring sumakay
'Pagkat di nito batid kung saan patungo ang hangganan
Di ma-ihipan ng hangin sa labas
'Pagkat walang layag kundi kap'rasong trapo la'ang
At sa laylaya'y, puno ng igad*, nanga-uuhaw;
Nanunuyo ang mga labi gayung nasa tubig-karagatan,
Umiinom siya sa bunganga sa kanyang mga matang di kumukurap.
At walang makapapansin kung siya'y may bawian ng buhay
Hindi aanurin sa may batuhan, (sa dalampasigan'y)
Mananatiling mataas at marayag.
Nakalimutan mo mang siya'y halikan sa iyong paglisan
Giliw...pakiusap
Sa 'yong pagababalik...siya'y hagkan!

Friday, March 6, 2009

JELLYFISH (MEDUZOT)

This film is a rich imaginative portrait of different women emotionally adrift in Tel Aviv. It explores Israelis frame of mind in unique fashion. It garnered Camera D' Or at 2007 Cannes Film Festival.

I find the movie very lyrical. But the most surprising to me is the minor story and appearance of certain, Ma. Nenita Dela Torre who played the role as a migrant worker trying to support his son oceans away.

Co-directed by husband and wife, Edgar Keret and Shira Geffen, Jellyfish, is a witty and warm reflection on making connections and confronting destiny in a deconstructed urban settings.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

NYET PUSHKIN NYET

As I am not a person who likes to embellish stories, I'd swear to god, ceremonial, that everything I said here is the truth and nothing but the truth. But honestly, I'm really reluctant to tell you about this freng-benefactor of mine as his name is synonymous to Russian Mafia here in our city. His name alone would directly point and dangerously disclose my anonimity. And it would greatly embarrased them for some reason if they ever found out that I am writing about them. Suffice it to say that his name is Putin and be hidden among the babushka russian dolls together with his beautiful wife, Svetlana.


In time of needs, I always go to his century old office-building for help and never shun me. There's no need for written contract or anything but a firm shake of hands is enough. He'd just ask me how much I need and when I'd pay him back. No hesitation. And with his thick russian accent, he'd say, All the best! And I'm good to go.

Da...da...da...

Monday, March 2, 2009

SASHIMI KNIVES FROM INCHEON

Annyeongaseo! Herro, radies and gentremen, my name is Chew-me. Moshe-moshe, my aporogies. I donut speak much da engrish...hihihi...I grew up at da greatest peninsura in da worrd cored Korea. I was raised at Oknyudong Varrey near the shitty range cored Taebaek Mountains. From here I crude see our highest peak, Mt. Kumgag to the west and the sea-port of Kosong to the north, where the most merodious music in the worrd is ever prayed. I em now eeseep sam, twenty-three years ord. Here beside me is my dearest oppa (boy-freng). Forgive him orso because he is beri-beri shy. He is now eeseep oh, 25 years ord. And freeze donut rough; his name is Suckyu-dry. But his christian name is James Jou. We're pranning to erope to Europe. We'd wed soon and raised a famiry; and hopefurry have chill children, seven to be exact. Because like Angerina Jorie, Suckyu-dry robs and rikes kids.

For the future, we're not worried because here in our peninsura, there's prenty of sweet rice to be served. Prus choco-pies, seaweeds, guraman, and derighfurr tofu-cakes. Divine. I em nut kidding. It's rike paradice.

It's orso my dream that one day, we'd ribbed peacefurry on both sides of the 38th pararrer, samseep parl, as our ancestors used to be. We'd rike to see a unified Korea where Byongyang and Seour thrives as true twin cities of our rand. Omabsamida, thank you!

Suckyu-dry, wont you say something?

___Annyeongsinika! Hinihika ka? Kore-kore? Puta, hinada! Kimchijuseyo? I em serring brades, beri-beri sharp...and cheavaroo! Wanna try? Freeze buy?

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