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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Mutant... And Proud!



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I am a simple working guy..



Recently, I have met some people. I do not know who they are but they do seem to know me well. They know my name, the company I work for, my birth date. They even know my grandparents.

They look like regular guys like I look like another regular guy. But I sensed that they are different like I have known that I am different.

At first I was wary. I did not think that there could be some other guys like me. I thought I was alone in this world. Not until I met the mind reader.

I have been informed of a revolution in progress right in the midst of this world we call earth. I am being called to take sides. My hidden abilities are needed to help the first and to conquer the other. I was informed of the coming uprising.

All my life I have always wanted to know someone else whom I can share these secret abilities that I have been hiding. Not even my parents know about it although they know that I am special. Now that these people have approached me, I am more confused than ever.

The last few days have been gut-wrenching. It seems that some people from the most powerful government in the world have been informed about us. Guys in black suit that you would not normally see in the run down areas I normally go to are quietly observing. A guy tatt'd up in red keeps visiting me with messages from his boss. I was being asked to join their side instead.

Who should I trust now? Who should I believe? I was undecided until today...

The red-skinned guy visited me again. This time he came with my mom. It was annoying that he had to ask for my mothers assistance in persuading me to go take their side again. Mother knows best.

But I know my mom better. The one in front of me has the warm smile of mom but something is different. I am missing something...

Her hair.

I remember those summer times when I was younger. My mother would ask me to pluck the white hairs that she was starting to have. This is while she was trying to take her afternoon nap. I do not like doing it but I still did. It makes her sleepy which means that I can play outside. Also, removing her white hair makes her look younger. Which is why even now that it has been years after those summers, she is still looking young. She goes to the salon to have her hair dyed black now.

"Who are you?", I asked slowly. It was not a question. I know the one in front of me can only be a shapeshifter.

"I am Mystique" shifting into her real form.

I am now angry. I felt my veins. I felt blood in my eyes.

Not my family. Lalong hindi si inay ko.

I grabbed the red-skinned guy. He tried to pop-off but my powers stopped him. I held him in his tails and slammed him into the floor. I could feel that I became stronger a hundred times.

All of a sudden, I have now my portable keyboard. I started to type even if it is not connected to a computer. Words, letters and other mumbo-jumbos flew through the air out of it, straight towards the irreverent one who tried to imitate my Inay. The last thing I heard was her shriek. Mystique is dead pierced with the letters of the alphabet out lined by 7 special characters on her forehead.

I have made my choice. I am joining the mind reader. My keyboard and I.

I have a secret. I never thought it will come to this and I will have to tell you who I really am. I can see through walls. I can breathe under water. I am a fast typer.

I am Blogga Bulaga! A Mutant... And Proud!



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Korni... LOL! Watch the film, I didn't sleep inside the cinema which means the movie's great!

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No Littering Please



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Enjoy kami ni Misis nung tahakin namin ang Bulkang Pinatubo may dalawang Linggo na ang nakararaan. Isang hindi matatawarang karanasan ang makadaupang palad ang isang pagkaganda-gandang lawa sa taas ng bundok na siya ring bunganga ng mismong bulkan na nagdulot ng sobrang sakuna at pighati noong nakaraang siglo hindi lamang sa mga mamamayan ng Gitnang Luzon kung hindi pati na rin sa buong mundo. Sinasabing ang pagsabog ng bulkang Pinatubo ay isang napakalaking penomena na nagpabilis ng pagbutas sa Ozone Layer na siya namang may kinalaman sa malawakang pagbabago ng klima sa daigdig.

Hindi ako yosi-boy, tanging utot ko lamang ang aking kontribusyon sa lumalalang polusyon sa hangin. Kung magbabackread kayo, ang adbokasiya ko pa nga ay isang smoke-free na society. Hindi rin ako nagda-drive so wala akong kotseng nagpapadilim ng EDSA. Buti na lamang at wala akong pambili ng kotse.

Hindi ako sobrang panatikong malinis na malinis. Inaamin ko na nakakapagtapon ako ng basura sa kung saan-saan pero gaya nang aking asawa pinipilit ko na rin na gayahin ang ibang bansang may disiplina sa mga maliliit na basura tulad ng balat ng candy o wrapper ng kung anu mang pagkain sa pamamagitan ng pansumandaling paglalagay muna ng mga ito sa bulsa o sa bag bago itapon kapag may nakitang basurahan.

Sa akin lang may mga lugar na mas mataas ang libel ng "awareness" dapat natin pagdating sa pagkakalat at pagsasawalang-bahala ganitong gawain.

Isa sa mga nakita kong paalala nung pag-akyat namin sa Pinatubo ay ang karatulang ito:



Isang karapat-dapat na paalala sa isang lugar na birhen sa kadalisayan. Pero sa ka katunayan, hindi na dapat kailangan pang maglagay ng kagayang babala sa lugar na ito dahil sentido kumon naman na dapat lang na huwag magtapon ng basura nang basta-basta na lamang lalo na at makakasira ito sa sa natural na balanse ng kapaligiran.

Masakit mang isipin. Ito ay hindi ang karaniwang kalakaran.

Mas masakit isipin kung ang nakita mong nag-iwan ng dumi sa isang lugar na gaya ng lawa sa Pinatubo ay isang kasamahan sa pagsusulat sa internet. Kung paanong pinuri at inadhika na huwag sanang mawala ang ganda ng ngayon ay nananahimik na Pinatubo sa mga sinusulat ay siya namang bilis ng pagkalimot sa pansariling responsibilidad na maging ehemplo sa iba na nagnanais na marating rin ang lugar. Kung ganito-nang ganito, baka paglalaon ay mawalan ng magandang maisusulat tungkol sa lugar ang ibang blogger na duon ay pupunta dahil natambakan na ito ng basura.

Ako ba ay nanininisi? Hindi naman, nataymingan lang na may napindot ang aking pagka-nature lover. Tuwang tuwa pa nga kami ng aking butihing asawa na pulutin at ilagay sa likod ng aking bag ang mga botelyang iniwan o hindi sinasadyang naiwan sa lugar at sa landas palabas ng Pinatubo. Nakarami rin kami ni es-mi. Gaya nang nakalagay sa kanang gilid ng blog na ito, Prawd na Pinoy kami nung mga oras na iyon. Feel na feel namin ang pagiging one with nature namin hehe. HHWW pa nga kami ni misis habang naglalakad while cramping on the side.

Sana lang sa next time at ito ay habang meron pang next time, inumin na rin ang bote kung kakalimutan din lang. Joke pero seryoso.

Salamat...


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