Thoughts of a Violinist Giraffe

... 'cause I can never get enough. It still does. When I stop and think about it, my life seems to be lacking in this department. Now, I'm quite aware of the various forms of love - I do not lack in love from my family and some friends, but that specific love where a man leaves his parents to be one with a woman, is the one I seem to be lacking. Regardless, it isn't crippling enough that I cannot function without someone. I can function quite well on my own. In fact, I have no problem living in solitude. Yet, I feel rather unprepared were I to eventually marry and live with another for the rest of my life, with no parents to settle disputes and no siblings to take sides. How can I prepare? How do I tackle such a predicament when it eventually comes around? There's really not much I can do about it. All I can do is pray, live my life, and hope that when it comes around, it solves itself. It's nearing the end of the semester and I'm sure everyone (including...

Panels, pages of them, filled and illustrated with amusing images and a plot to arrest the mind with romance. How whole books bother to contain these things is mind-boggling. Imagination struggles to break free and release itself to the unsuspecting public. But for the public, buying these things and indulging in them is enough. Panels of imagination flourish in this rough, steely cold world. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Easy to recognize subject matter if you ask me. Cheers!

There are memories engraved in these pins that I bothered to buy when I was still with you all, enjoying my time and taking my fill of the comradeship we shared. There is no doubt, no question - when it concerns my loyalty to you all. How dear you are to me, with memories as sweet as apples green from the tree. Remember when we used to monopolize the tables at the cafeteria, not giving a damn to any that passed by? Those were the days - it seems, I'm afraid, that it will never be that way again. I missed you, Block E. Will it ever be the same again? Is it just me that thinks this way? ~~~~~~~~~~ To my dear old friends in Manila. Hope to see you all soon! Cheers

Our decisions are set in stone, firm and seemingly formed for our benefit and disaster. I'd like to think though, that it's more like malleable plaster, still wet and somewhat shapeless. Like a nameless design to show and guide us to a light to shower ourselves in. Let us be quick to mend our decisions, if need be, and slow to make them. I think, by then, we'll be better off in the end. ~~~~~~~~ Cheers

I wonder if you hate me now, since I've given you problems      because of my absence.            Can you tell me how "being friends" will cure this? Others make you smile and laugh,    make your eyes shine like stars, tell you you're fine the way you are, smile at your teases and play around with you as they please. It's not necessary for me to be around anymore.                         What do you need me for? I'm replaceable. Don't hate me for the truth.        It's simple. This is me and you, as it is - as we knew            it would be. Please don't hate me. ~~~~~~~~~ Cheers!

Everything runs in painful circles. A woman full and fertile with child, moans in agony. A man struggles for his family, to bring happiness and health back to the home. This is how life stacks up and collapses in simplicity. We go around in eternity. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Feels good to write a small and simple poem. Well, simple in form I guess... Cheers!

I'm not running away, I'm waiting for you to let go of me, finally. Asking me to be a friend, you just want me around with the added benefit of no romance or pressure to your heart. Can't you see what you're doing                               to me? Don't you know you're only making me suffer? Watch my raw emotions                                     flowing down this drain -                    Do you like to watch me in pain? Don't ask if we can just be friends                                because in the end, you're only putting salt in the wound again. Let me go. I need to run away, ok? I'll run away today. ~~~~~~~~~ It replays over and over like a broken record. I wo...