“Here’s to all the places we went. And all the places we’ll go. And here’s to us, whispering again and again and again…”

Holidays never meant a vacation day for us college students at all especially for us who board. Taking some adventure with an extra delight is out of the menu because first, we have limited money to spend and we don’t know where to go actually. Unless there’s a local tour package which worth a hundred pesos and below. So a day of no classes means thinking of something to do other than reading school books and all.

But luckily we have engaged ourselves to someone who are so generous and excitement - adventure lovers. And for us, they stand as our second parents for the rest of our stay in them. So a holiday also means a day of surprise and asking questions to ourselves, “Will we go somewhere today?”

When they declared the end of Ramadan as a non-working holiday, we ended up planning the day after it for our activity for Tuesday. They actually mentioned going somewhere in Paoay ( a neighboring town) but I don’t really know the particulars. And spending the rest of the afternoon in a place they own.

We went there Tuesday afternoon and as we were going there I’m imagining something spectacular, with all those beach and special place for campsites. But as we are approaching and having some glimpse of the place, I was disappointed for myself for my assumptions never really made it to reality, because it is far more stunning, impressive and amusing. It is like one of my fantasy places coming to life, forming, arising from the land and there, voila! A terrific scene where you’ll never want to leave, but you’ll always wanted to live to.

MASINTOC, PAOAY, ILOCOS NORTE. Nature never really dissatisfies our never ending desire of dose of narcotics of beauty, real and exemplary. It doesn’t really take a long time for us to realize that we are still living in a wonderful place despite of all those industrial by-products and immoral acts of the society, for atleast, other people knows how to preserve and explore and improve the beauty we still have now. 

Brilliant colors playing along the sky, painted and tinted, the smell of the grass, reminding that, you are in temperament, the sound of the waves crashing along the stones in the shore, birds flying, spreading their wings, savoring every moment, the music of the wind as they brush through our ears, making us high, with magnificence and blissfulness. It was all ecstatic in that moment; as you close your eyes, you held your breath inhaling the fresh air.

The trip was a bit tiring especially when we were going at the top of the plateau, going to the cliff, but it was all worth it, you’ll feel self-satisfaction and achievement, delight, fulfillment, happiness, excitement and all the positive emotions mixed in a single body. 

And as the sun sets in the west, the darkness rises up in the east, a perfect view of twilight, Divided crashing along the astral. It is east = “night time and the moon”, and west = “sunset”. But that’s not all on that outing, it not just about where and when but also, it is something about who and what. Because the real treat of it comes in a group of people who craves for a thing to do, who enjoys every moment in finding an adventure, all together. Because as what I have read and believed, “what is essential is invisible to the eye”. Enjoyment and gratification make our friendships bond together, stronger and happier. So as a bonding craze, we put up a bonfire, but that’s not really the big treat, placing only third in the list, with the food treat as the second (yaay:D) and the first will be a super sudden program which just came from a for- fun performance.

 

The night came out and we all have to go and temporarily leave the place, because for us, there will never be “once is enough” because enough of it will only just be attained if it is said to be forever. We will come back, not just for the scenery but also of the bonding.:)

Trust Me, This Isn't a Lie

I live in a place where there is an imbalance between the truth and the lie, the real and the unreal, the hidden and the unhide and the ostentatious and the existent. And you can never deny the fact, that the ones we shun of is the one that weighs.


We have driven ourselves in a moral world. We believe in heaven and hell but we keep on obstructing the book of ethical code we deem into. And we tend to forget and ignore the consequences we may stumble upon. It is so dismal for us that we keep on giving prejudice on that imbalance.


LIE. The most common barricade to the norm and the “law” and is spoken in every 1,000 words coming out on your mouth. But if you thought it has to be lesser, then yours is crucial, see you in hell.


Surely, anyone who has read this has their lies in their life, hidden truths and pretentious words hiding the existence of the factual. But what I want to clarify on this is that, most of those mendacity are thrown in exchange for a better situation. (And when I wrote these bold words, I know you know what I want to evoke.)


Oftentimes, saying the unreal can start the engine, keeping the journey going but in a different direction. And it will never switch the light on, because its purpose is to lead you to anywhere else but not to the place you have to be.


And by switching a lie for a scene we want to be like, we are taking risks. Why? Because there are still two trails in can lead into: to the one we like and the “other one”. The one we like is what we think can do well and will make it the perfect sight in the eye, not hurting anyone, giving them the pleasurable lie. And that other one is so mystifying and unpredictable you don’t really know what can really happen. Maybe it will direct you to the worse, or worse, to the worst.


And the worse would come if in an instant a person is being wounded, feeling deceived and eventually betrayed. And that’s the time you knew, your hiding place isn’t working and your work of art isn’t a masterpiece at all, but a steel, exposed in open air, corroded and junked. But when the word trust is given by the person being hurt, that’s when the time you call it the worst because when that is intact in the situation and in due course, broken and wrecked, it is now hard for the person to give what it could have been easier to bestow without trusting, and that’s forgiveness.


Because in the order of the emotional conditions written down in every mind of every person, you have to put back first the trust before you can fully do the right of forgiveness. Because making the act without putting it back, that is talking shit, doing shit.


So never, ever assume something; never put trust to everything, even though the battalion keeps on throwing whatnots but plastic bags. We must keep it light, to survive and to atleast, even in the darkness, and even the ship keeps on following the northern star, we can still navigate it easier, going to the south, where we really have to be at, where we are destined to be.