kadu4president: 'some of us are wired up different inside our brains, you and me, we just have a different kind of wiring'

Tuesday, 09 June 2009

  • BEHIND RANGES OF SIERRA MADRE

    "Yellow Guards" Guzman Residence, Tuguegarao City

    "Baa Baa White Sheep" Guzman Residence, Tugegarao City

    "Revolution" Tan Farm, Santiago City, Isabela

    "Rainy Day" Diosita's Hotel, Santiago City, Isabela

    "Alternative Way To Heaven", St. Francis Church, Gamu, Isabela

    "Pilipino" Gaitoan Farm Resort, Santiago City

    "500 Bill" Las Palmas Hotel, Tuguegarao City

    "Captured Goddess" Las Palmas Hotel, TuguegaraoCity

    "Room 103" Villa Caridad, Madella, Quirino

    "The Silver Champ" Bello Residence, Ilagan, Isabela

    "Rider" Guzman Residence, Tuguegarao City

    "Crystal Horse" Guzman Residence, Tuguegarao City

    "Watcher" Guzman Residence Overlooking Sierra Madre" Tuguegarao City





     

Sunday, 17 May 2009

  • Another Weird Short Story

    My Cathy's Portrait

    By Genamus

    I was yelling and calling my best friend Cathy to help me out from that room. Bad acting, but it was real. The feeling of being alone padlocked in a dark room was insane; and attacked by a tornado-like, which incredibly twisted my body. I became a beautiful portrait torn into pieces. I thought of that as an experience of Don Quixote’s innovative wild imagination. Fiction, but I felt it.

    Forty minutes ago, I saw the dying tree outside of my room, and it became artistically beautiful.  I felt scared when the resident green-eyed lizard maliciously stared at Cathy’s framed portrait which I hand-painted for her coming birthday. I covered the portrait with my smelly sheet and gave the lizard a bad finger sign.  Little did I know, I was holding the bulky portrait and uncomfortably sitting, answering queries from ugly policemen.

    When Cathy’s naked body was found floating in the river, I wanted to jump off the river with a gun in my head and accompany her forever.  God created that river to guide me. I started having a relationship with that river at age 7. It  was my personal angel.  Cathy found me weird then; but a year after, she also started asking wishes and throwing stones like a magical coins. We even created a ritual dance step after wishing, and a general salute before leaving.

    The night before, Cathy had a confession. She was secretly having an affair with her stepfather. That was her last story. I threw stones one by one wishing Cathy would forgive me, and did my ritual. I left her and the river a grand salute.

    I stood up, hands in my side pockets. I got a twig in my head and started talking almost like a devilish Luther giving orders to behead a hero. When I was about to command ‘Die!’, the air struck back and lifted me in the air. I stood up and continued yelling Cathy’s name. I saw my best friend’s blank face, beautiful as she was even without emotion. I intensely hugged her. The air became more horrible.

Wednesday, 29 April 2009

  • Pangasinan A Treasure


    The Royal Elephant. /Office of the Vice Governor, Lingayen/


    Angel Is Black. /Office of the Vice Governor, Lingayen/


    Torn. /Office of the Vice Governor, Lingayen/


    White Flower At The Beautiful Binmaley.  /I thought this was a grass, after i peed i felt i'm a bad person/


    Bangus Loves Flowers. /A bangus pond  in Dagupan City/


    The Missing Link. /The breathtaking view of Mt. Arayat at dawn/


    Hidden Treasure. /A century old capitol building of the Pangasinan Province, Lingayen/

Monday, 13 April 2009

  • Beggars Can Be Choosy

    I just felt the effect of superb works by devil geniuses who turned good deeds and trusts into a total ‘planned’ corporate SCAM. They turned poor peoples’ lives into poorer and worst gave false hopes to parents who only thought of providing good lives to their children. Painful that I can only get cheap amount compared to the real amount my parents has invested from their hard working days and nights.

    Three weeks ago, I opened a BPI ATM account as a first step to beg money that was really mine. The begging scheme was as shit as this; PET Plans Inc. issued a Statement of Accounts stating the amount that I am expecting to receive in two parts. First, the Earned Value Fund (EVF) 1 which can be withdrawn anytime, the amount depends on its prevailing stock market value. Second, the EVF 2 which can be withdrawn on its maturity date, also the amount depends on its prevailing stock market value.

    How to convert these EVFs into money is just like counting 1 2 3. One is done. Two, I need to wait a week or two to receive my EVF 1, which until now week three, I feel that PET Plans Inc. and BPI are conspiring against me. Three, I have to wait for its maturity date on 2010 to receive the EVF2. Oh well, everything seems bullshit, and devil geniuses behind PET PLANS must be paddled a hundred times from each plan holder while being hanged at EDSA fly over; taken to Commonwealth road and die.

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