8.30.2005

“have-the-nerve-to-say-i-love-you” to the man you desire concoction

You have loved him for so long. He completes you. And for the longest time, wants to express that love to him…but you just can’t find the nerve to do so. Fear and anxiety is killing you…but you have to set yourself free … you just have to do it!

This concoction is for you, sister…

Ingredients:
Half cup of cypress leaves, whole
Half cup of bergamot leaves, whole
Five leaves of chamomile roman, crushed
Five leaves of geranium, crushed

Cooking equipment needed:
Two new clay pots
5 pcs of firewoods
wooden spoon

Directions:

The potion has to be prepared on a full moon.

1. set the cooking area. Set the wood on fire balancing the five firewoods with enough room for air. Use blackhead matchstick to set them on fire. Never use gas or paper . Let the natural heat of the wood takes it course, when it reached its medium heat, put the clay pot on the fire for at least three minutes to get rid of bad vibes.
2.while waiting for the pot to get hot, wash the cypress leaves, once. Put them on the pot while still wet. Cover the pot and wait for five minutes for the leaves to steam, if you smell the aroma coming out of the pot, lift it from the fire. set aside, don’t open the cover.
3. repeat the same process with the bergamot leaves.
4.while waiting for the steamed cypress and bergamot to get cold, wash your hands in preparation for the extraction ritual. Never use soap. Use salt for washing, relieve your hands with all the negative energy. Massage your hands with rock salt until you feel nothing but ease and buoyancy, then rinse. Dry your hands with soft- white towel.
5.uncover the steamed cypress and squeeze with all your strength the liquid from the leaves to a crystal mug. Remember to squeeze strongly because you have to get all the extract in just one squeezing. Repeat the process with the bergamot steam into the same crystal mug.
6. put the crushed geranium on top of the extract and then the chamomile roman. Stir with the wooden spoon.
7.drink the concoction slowly and leisurely, few hours before you face your desired one…

Combined with the aura of trust, the cypress extract will give you the confidence of being outspoken and direct. The bergamot extract will cast a spell of persuasion on you. Your magical words of declaration of love will be hard to resist. Geranium balances the effect of the two extract, it creates the aggressive and passive effect of life to keep your wisdom intact. And after a while, chamomile roman will stabilize your emotional state. After all the point is just for a declaration of love, so if the result is contrary to what you expect, you can add some more chamomile roman leaves to the extract. It will help you to humbly accept his answer. Hi!h!ihi!hi!Hik!

love magick


oh for a candle I could light
to draw you closer…
oh for a poppet
made like you,
with your own lovely body
sewn again of cloth
with your own pale
unseeing eyes
with your own cock sweetly curving
remade in wax or clay…

oh for an herb
to place my tongue
to bring your tongue
to mine…

oh for a potion
i could drink
or slip to you
at some stale
dinner party…

oh for your nail pairings…
oh for your hairs
stirred in brew,
baked in a millet cake…

i would make a stew,
a soup, a witch’s mix
to bring your lovely thighs
on mine.

i would boil bats if not babies
and toads if not theologians
to make you care…

i would enter your blood
like malaria, enter your eyes
like laser beams, enter your palms
like the holy spirit
causing stigmata
to a sex-starved saint!

of love,
i would spell you
evol
if mere anagrams
would bring you
near…

but I spell love
and still
you do not
hear.

8.26.2005

baliw na mangkukulam

potek! hindi ka man lang nagtetext. matapos mo kong abalahin nung isang araw pa, hanggang kahapon ng umagang-umaga, wala ka man lang effort na magkwento anung nangyari. hindi mo man lamang naisip na interisado at concern ako sa naging resulta ng lakad mo!

potek! hindi ka man lang sumasagot sa text ko. matapos mong tawag-tawagan ako isang madaling araw na para bang mahalagang malaman ko na paalis ka na, hindi mo sasagutin ang text ko na 'ingats.'

potek! hindi ka man lamang nagpaparamdam! matapos mo akong bigyan ng sandamakmak na dahilan para gustuhin ka! matapos mong sungkit-sungkitin ang aking damdamin, kilikilitiin ang aking puso, at nung finally kinikilig na ako sayo, nung finally hina-hanap-hanap na kita, potek! asan ka?

tamamo, i love you na!

potek! talaga! bibigyan kita ng maghapon, pag hindi ka pa nagparamdam...

bukas naman uli ako maghihintay! hahahaha! huhuhuhuhuhu! hahahahaha!huhuhuhuhu!

8.25.2005

litanya ng isang fulltimer...

tubig na lang ang laman ng ref
bente pesos na lang ang laman ng pitaka ko
putol ang linya ng cellphone ko
tambak ang labada, walang oras maglaba,
dumating na ang resibo ng tubig kanina.
manipis na ang sabon ko
magaang na ang bote ng shampoo
paubos na rin ang lotiong bigay ng ate
hindi makanood ng sine
gusto ko ng tsokolate
yosi na lang kayang bilhing libangan
tataas na naman ang pamasahe
bilihin, tubig,
kuryente,
at ang presidente pwe!
potek!
malabo pa ang lovelife!
letse!
imperyalismo ibagsak talaga!

8.03.2005

sentimentalism

“The problem with you is you’re very sentimental…” Sounds accusing, but most of the time this comes as a reminder from friends who care.

Though sometimes, this is being confronted by a defensive me… “so what’s wrong with being sentimental?” I would snap back.

This morning, I realized sentimentalism is a real problem!

I have a package of pili nuts in my drawer at the office. I think it was there since November. I remember a friend from somewhere brought it when he came over here in manila. I was touched by the thoughtful gesture because the guy happens to be my crush. I wanted something to remember him by, so I saved that pack.

Of course, I still remember the guy, but the pili nuts already forgotten. Two hundred and sixty seven days later, I opened the drawer, gone were the pili nuts along with some documents I need to use now for my report…

So what’s wrong with being sentimental? La lang, dinadaga lang! Bad trip!

8.02.2005

i dreamt of you last nyt...


...and you were so vividly ambiguous.

8.01.2005

my august moon


my august moon like blooming bushes
stirs me to tenderness
i sit on velvet grass to breathe freshness
there's pleasure passing under countless trees
joyful is my walk by the shore
carried by waves that roar from the ocean deep
i am lifted to the soar of mountain tips
to the music cascading waterfalls make
and find a deep calm and peace
in village church, still
at the hour of the angelus.

i, who am birthed in solitude
bared for these luxuries where only you intrude.
what is it to make complete?

a remembered gesture that you clasp
the two of us one and lost to nature
i dream which is now, what has been nurtured before

oh! a rapture i can no longer conceal
now to all i must reveal!

(a poetess from calbayog, samar, dolorpena espino-panergo wrote in 1958, illustration by dante rosales)