Plains...Stripes...Prints: It's Raining On My Parade

Posted in rain Posted by Naga City Deck on Thursday, May 20, 2010 at 7:27 PM

Burt Bacharach's song Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head is a song that makes me reminisce my college years especially my Philo Teacher. A very young professor and a Ph D Degree holder but very simple and humble. He made us realize that everything on earth will exist if we know how to keep them alive. Dealing with emotions of the human being will never be easy and it is from him that I learned that we must co-exist with everyone and everything around us. Currenlty, I am co-existing with my inner conflicts and it's not a question anymore that I am really disheartened by this.

I never thought it would hurt that much. I would be a hypocrite if I say that I didn't know that I'll get hurt. Clearly my fault and no one else can be blamed. It's a happy parade with enough color and radiance, with the right people and company, with the enough contentment and glee. But it seems everything is leading towards the boulevard of temporary happiness. I was enjoying now knowing that I might not enjoy tomorrow. Carpe Diem? It feels good to take in the power of now, but I know it feels bad if you know you'll end up nothing. I kept my hopes up even though I know that from the very beginning it would be a cloudy chance. No matter how dark the clouds may be, I guess I do know how to fight now instead of taking flight. Nevertheless, I know my effort wasn't enough, I still have to work on it though. The mind boggling question is this, am I still willing to hope? Am I still willing to try or am I ready to cry?

There, I acknowledged that what I'm doing is my fault, now what? Again, I have to face the consequences and face the wrath of tomorrow :(

I hope the parade will stop. I hope I can stop my own parade. :( I really need to.
Somebody told me that it might rain on my parade and sad to say it's really raining now, raindrops are falling on my head. :(

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.