Saturday, May 26, 2007

Famous Line

Last nite, while watching In Extremis (one of the best true-to-life love stories, check out wikipedia) at the Shakespeare's Globe Theatre, Heloise remarked this line when her uncle found out her relationship with her tutor, the intellectual Peter of Abelard(whom they considered to become a pope someday, but he must remained single to enter priesthood). Peter want to marry her but that would really imperil his future. heloise thus spoken these:

GIVE ME LOVE, NOT WEDLOCK; FREEDOM NOT CHAINS!

Friday, May 25, 2007

Encouragement

Thanks Kaye for having a positive review of my blog!!

The City that is London

Like a true Pinoy brainwashed by US colonial mentality, i will list down what i have succeeded in visiting so far. But a diversion first: One of the European participants in one of the international conferences i attended lamented the fact that Americans are always in a hurry to visit numerous historical landmarks with little introspection of what the landmarks really stood for -- or short, they go by the numbers. Hopefully, i have resisted that and marvelled and really internalized those great places i have visited so far (think of it like the excitement before, or in anticipation of multiple orgasmic -- tirik mata).

1. National Gallery -- paintings there makes you high. From the church-centered medieval period to contemporary Picasso painting, what can i say. I cannot describe the treasures of framed paintings there. I bought some postcard of the paintings i like best -- madonna in pink by raphael, the madonna of the rocks by da vinci (yes that's in dan brown's novel), madonna sketch also by da vinci, and one by saurat i forgot now (i even can't recall the spelling of the painter).
2. Tate - this is the modern and contemporary art by impressionist, expressionist and realist. Dali, wharhol, Picasso -- they're all there. I also bought postcards of 4 paintings i like best. Like the ones i brought at the natioonal gallery, I planned to paste together and frame the 4 postcard painting.
3. Buckhingham palace -- i was able to watch the changing the guard in its entirety. Too bad too many tourists like me so you have to position yourself to see the proceedings.
4. Blood brothers -- this play shown at Phoenix Theatre is spectacular. Speaking of play, i will watch tonite In Extremis at Shakespheare Globe in a few minutes so i better hurry.

Pennies for Bubblegum

free from incumberance
A pigment of remembrance
Now, a prisoner of own choices?
One libertarian less?

Trade off in zero-sum
The mind is rendered numb
Successful in their eyes
Glitters are all but lies

The sun's turning old
Without the torch of the bold
Ceased to tease the edge
content to a life hedged.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Random Thoughts

Stochastic models
Trance to golden slumber
Mouthful of babblers
Piety not marvel

Sex, lies and statistics
I'm going ballistic
Kala mo walastic
'La kwenta ang lintik

Nothing comprehended
Have me apprehended
Wiz kid needed
'M number illiterate indeed

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Latent Affine Model Involving Heterokesdasticity

Such a control freak
Drives me sick
Time to speak:
Banish you control freak

Do this, do that
Dictate -- you big fart
But now there's the spark
To make a new start

My life I'm taking back
From you, ingrate fuck
New worlds to try my luck
New shores for my ship to dock

Monday, May 14, 2007

London Blue

Blue is the color of the sky
That turns gray when it cries
Blue is synonymous to sad
When the frail spirit sags

Blue with "s" is soulful music
The pricks the bottom of the spine
Tell me, why blue?
I haven't got a clue

Indeed it may be true
That the color blue
may be bluer than blue
But am I blue to you?

--Inspired by the blue ball pen bought at National

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Musings from London

Twas a night to remember. Last night, I arrived here past 9 pm. For the first tiime, no one will be there to fetch me from the airport -- i have to do it my own. With a big suit and a small bagpack, i combed Heathrow and found the Tube station. I had to change trains so i had no choice but carry those huge baggage up and downstairs without complaint -- like atlas carrying the load of the world. I disembarked at Mansion House station and tried to find where's the road leading to my hotel room. I was standing at an intersection. Relying on my map, i was able to find it, but god, it was a good walk. It took me around 15 minutes dragging my things at past 10 pm.

This is my second time in London, i was here back in 2002 and it seems nothing has chnaged much. The cultured aura and seemingly snotty English way can still be felt in the air. But this is one of the nicest places i have ever been. The culture, the resilience, the diversity of their civilization -- plus the security knowing that you can peer at your map alone in a not-so-well lighted place is really amazing. In the Philippines, sad to say, it's an invitation to hold-up. I wonder why London has been the target of fanaticism these days -- the contradiction of cultural diversity? Europe really amazes me, unlike the bland, and always on the go that is US. The only problem here is the cost of living. You have to make sure that the last single drop of soft drinks gets drunk since it costs almost P100 per can. Already, i am having serious doubts if I can stretch my allowance for the next two weeks of my stay here.

I have visited the British museum today and it was great. The only thing I missed was the paintings which I was told was moved to National Gallery. I was planning to revisit the National Galery -- since this is near to where I stayed the first time I was here, but it rained and I had no umbrella with me (lousy Filipino that I am). Having to visit museum free of charge is again a plus why i like London much better than US. I really can't fathom why the Met or any museum in particular in US charges entrance fee (because the US is the epitome of capitalism?). While at the British Museaum, it made me ponder the moral question whether the Brits have the right to collect historical pieces of various civilizations round the world, like trophie from victorious wars. That was provoked when i remebered some time ago a news that one of those relics displayed at the museum was being requested by the government from where it belongs to give it back, as the government argues that it is very much a part of their heritage. But on the second thought, it came into my mind that if these relics were not painstakingly collected and well protected by the British, will these survive the irrationalities of human beings over time? Will they survive and outlive history itself to serve as a concrete evidence that they were part of the continuing evolution of mankind? This was the thought that played around my mind while I surveyed the vast collections of our storyline. Too bad i was not able to find a single relic from the Philippines (or i just missed it amid the flood of hiostorical materials?).

I will be here til the 27 May. Too bad i will not be able to exercise my right to vote -- but then again given the current state of Philippine politics that becomes dirtier by the day, am I really sure that, at the end of the day, the official tally will be true? That's cynical, and given the magic realist that is the Philippine politics, being cynical is being rational.