decoding matters..

the global warming hype..the food crisis streak..the growing terror..and the bouts of calamities worldwide..while we all wave hello to typhoon season in our own land.. seems like what me and my friend ‘s silly conversations about doomsday is begetting..eheh before I freak me and everyone out..i’m no wizardry nor a prophet half-baked to speak of things..just a frantic freak then again raging a war against my feebled senses..

yep..the signs seem to be everywhere..that’s what the olden days have taught us to be watchful for..and from then on we’ve been keeping our eyes open..did we..have we..are we..i really couldn’t care, even less..not when i’ve my own set of tormenting signs to decode myself..

right..my own semantics to deal with..seems like the universe is conspiring to deprive me a helping hand.. or a trudging foot even so (as such would have suffice..) but no help has seem to come my way..an elusive aid, i could tolerate..but not, when mind-bugging provocations come in really neat surprises.. the kind of those which leave you tounge-tied and awe-stricken like witnessing an asteroid heading down straight to a well-framed pit---like it was destined to fall right into it..the kind of those which make you wonder just how exactly the stars and the planets align themselves..and could they have conspired to shell me out these signs i’ve been desperately decoding these days and months.. is venus giving me a warm nod out there.. my plea: im no lunatic, just perhaps a victim of the crazy moon..

so it is? nothing that concerns the global warming phenomenon or one that would increase rice production in days..but it sure has twisted my senses like no other world-alarming event..
there’s this entity i’ve been beating myself out and wishing hardly to avoid and get rid of..and yes, i can’t seem to..seems like wherever I go, whatever I do, i have such an excess baggage to carry with me..but the load doesn’t ever come easy so I try and I try and I try and still no help is ever good enough..not when that entity seems to be everywhere (fair enough to say, it’s a really common one, it’s on webster’s list to begin with)..not when, even in the tiniest corner in the paper’s lifestyle section, it is in there..it just wouldn’t elude my crappy eyes..twice or thrice it happens, call it coincidence..but for twice or thrice in successive days or when you were just on the brink of rubbing off thoughts of it, then it comes popping like it was really made and sent off for a special mission (to annoy me), those really maybe some things..they must be signs..and i wish i had the power to decode them..but all i really have is a lunatic tendency..

i can’t decode but i can always have my way of knowing what it means..and i shouldn’t be needing psychic or extraterrestrial powers to understand each and every instance of it..

so while I get myself used to loving my signs of lunacy, I could choose to think of a million things to fancy about..for sanity’s sake..

hail to the magdalo soldiers..oopps or where has the kindred spirit for justice gone.. maybe just taking the easier way out.. so pardon as well my lunacy..