Plains...Stripes...Prints: I Witnessed A Murder Scene

Posted by Naga City Deck on Sunday, October 26, 2008 at 9:00 PM

I was in a murder scene. I saw the murderer and I saw the victim. I was driving on my way home at around 10:30 in the evening after celebrating the birthday of a friend. Until now, the scene is still fresh, dark and freaky. I can still feel the very minute that I was ill at ease when I saw the panorama of a merciless killer. I saw the fast slaying of the killer using an instrument inhumane enough to kill the victim. I don’t know if it was intently done to hurt the victim or it was just an accident. I heard the shaky, screaming, and excruciating voice of the victim as he was hastily hurt by the perpetrator. I saw the mother running towards his son (the victim), she was so helpless and cried her heart out. When I heard the painful voice and the striving for breath of the victim and the mother, I felt so hopeless and weary. I got so depressed that I was able to do nothing to save him. I just drove away from the scene scared enough to go to sleep and veil myself from the perpetrator.

The morning after the incident, I still saw the body of the victim, telling myself that it’s better for him to be dead rather than live in pain, broken built and scars. No more agony will be felt and no more struggling for air. I admit that I didn’t do anything, but I helped him end his agony instead.

MURDERER: Honda CRV (The driver)
VICTIM: Poor Little Puppy 

PSP Prologue

I’m plain.. i’m stripes. and i’m printed

im plain with clear outlook to who i am. im not much of a talker because i am much of a listener, i like to scribble anything that comes out of my mind. sometimes i say it, sometimes i don’t, because there are things that should be left unsaid for others to realize that the absence of word will be enough for an asnwer. no matter how complex life is, i’d still like to live life plain and simple, because too much pre-occupation on the complex can make a person dull and stupid.

i live in stripes..vertical or horizontal.. there are a lot of ways to survive this life called reality. we may have the same coping mechanisms, but we differ on how we feel and react towards all those stressors in life. i live by my words by hit or miss, i stand for what i say.. sometimes life can be misleading because of mouths around us that can make or break us. be affected with what others say or be the effect of what you say to others. it’s a matter of how you strip in the stripes that crosses over your pathway.

i need some prints in my consciousness. i need your reactions to teach me how to live life well and to use my words in the utmost good way. we all need someone beyond ourselves who can pop our heads out to be awakened by reality. we all leave prints in the heart of all those we meet, as you leave prints in my heart, i’ll try to leave something in your heart as well. don’t forget that prints can be also be scars, so let us stay away from that.

Anything visible is powerful, what is Plainly seen, Stripes that crosses over, and Prints that leave marks. But the unseen in a person is something that we should learn, explore and understand. PSP and the unknown is what is within ME that makes me human enough to co-exist with you.

I am the me who can’t be you, but I can share my life with you.