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si lapis..tahimik, mananalo sya sa contest ng patagalang di magsalita...iyon ay hindi dahil wala siyang masabi pero ayaw nya lang sayangin ang sasabihin nya sa mga taong ayaw nya naman talaga kausapin...naniniwala syang di kailangan magsalita para magkaintindihan..mahilig siya sa mga lumang bagay...as in luma, lumang libro,lumang dyaryo, lumang magazine kaya suki siya ng mga book sale..mahilig din sya sa lumang kanta, beatles ang paborito niyang banda...sana daw ipinanganak sya sa panahon ng flower people para masabi niya ang "peace man!"...crush niya si john lennon pero crush din niya si yoko...hindi nya alam kung bakit? mahilig siyang magpagupit ng maikling buhok kaya napapagkamalan siyang lalaki na ikinatutuwa naman niya.. dati...pero naiinis na siya ngayon. nainiwala siyang maganda ang boses niya depende lang daw yun sa kanta...mahilig siyang manuntok yun ang way niya ng paglalambing. hindi daw siya maganda...kakaiba lang daw siya...dito magsisimula ang pagguhit sa mga kaganapan ng buhay ni lapis...iyon ay kung interesado ka.

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December 15, 2009

“You are like nobody since I love you”
— Pablo Neruda

“But I love your feet
only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me.”
— Pablo Neruda

“Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you’ll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life”
— Pablo Neruda

“Sonnet XVII

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way than this:

where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep. ”
— Pablo Neruda

Most young people were getting jobs in big companies, becoming company men. I wanted to be individual.
Haruki Murakami

I didn’t want to be a writer, but I became one. And now I have many readers, in many countries.
 I think that’s a miracle. So I think I have to be humble regarding this ability. I’m proud of it and I enjoy it, and it is strange to say it this way, but I respect it.
Haruki Murakami

Everything passes. Nobody gets anything for keeps. And that’s how we’ve got to live.
Haruki Murakami

• Body cells replace themselves every month. Even at this very moment.
 Most everything you think you know about me is nothing more than memories.-HARUKI MURAKAMI

• I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.-HM

“’Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody’s around - nobody big,
I mean - except me. And I’m standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff -
I mean if they’re running and they don’t look where they’re going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them.
That’s all I’d do all day. I’d just be the catcher in the rye and all.”- holden coulfield “the catcher in the rye”

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