Thursday, December 21, 2006

The Trojan Masterpiece

12.21,2006
A day after the second day
Manila


Disrespectful of authority, radical cynicism, sordid agendas, all in a day’s work. Wonder how you would fill in the gap between being a role model and a visual artist. The latter requiring me to give fewer compliments in exchange for the truth. Majority of the people who would first see the way I work would hate me, that’s almost 95% of the time. But I choose not to become a crowd pleaser still. If some people would not prefer the way I talk, and the way I grumble, I guess they were not the ones who are willing to witness the unfolding of a mystery called, “myself”.

Reckoning tango, what a way to amplify your own worth. Yes it’s true that what most of us have done is too tiring, but is it not tiring also to talk behind some other person’s back? When would people find the guts to tell someone straight in the face that “hey shut up you’re not the only one working here” instead they comfort you with a semi conductor smile and with a synthetic attitude of asking you to eat with them, to join them and the final blow, thanking you for what you have done.

Fears you said? Paranoia? Not in words spoken out of the one who heard. Anyways no time to ask who you are. It’s your call but don’t expect me to come knocking at your door and say “I’m sorry, I do not intend it to be that way”, definitely not, not unless you tell me my faults and not to someone else.

The cancer that ate the system is that all the faces wore a smile before me that very day, and me, in a jolly mood, unsuspecting of a bullet from a friendly fire have bared open amidst the ammunition of acrobatic verbal stunts.

It’s the experts versus the expertise.

Maybe the pull of gravity is less than 9.81m/s(s) from where I am standing, but it doesn’t mean that I validate myself as an object of scorn.

Even dirt has its own place in the ground!

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