Manila, My immortal journey.
(VOLATILE: Manila. "a city that doesn't sleep" as what did frank sinatra stated in his song "New york, New York")
Standing at the middle of the LRT train,
I noticed 3 intricate things.
1. The cold orgasmic freon that battles the cold heat wave.
2. a chick who secretly glances a beam of stare at my muscular body, while i was reading a work of art that can save mankind from destruction.
3. and my phone is dead.
As the lousy lazy weakling gay man voice came from a static speaker box. my over sized head started to command a ballistic uncertain movement to my muscle to move. every joint moved. just like Achilles fought for the Trojan war.
Down i went from the glory penis like transportation, the scorching heat penetrated my discreet mammalian body.
heat mumbles as i walk at the streets of Mayor Lim.
Few minutes away from the station. i could smell the black fresh air of the city that everyone's talking about.
Snake like waves above the roofs of the vehicles.
The belching miasmal matter of the engine.
such an exciting nuisance for my god made lungs.
as i jolted and ran fresh smell of paint covered my attention as a man paints the guarding fence of UP Manila, as i noticed the smell i noticed a man staring and looking wantonly at the busy people passing by.
such am abrasive act i may add.
a beggar began to beg.
a woman eating Dragon (yung pampulutan) Pumpkin seed for her grotesque stomach who cries of pain in hunger.
a blind lady with her tandem partner in crime guitarist like M.Y.M.P. Juris and Chin singing Aiza Seguerra's hit song back in the 90's "Pag Dating ng Panahon" of which every lover sang this one to their prospect girl.
a sophisticated tone of voice from a half korean chick who speaks atrociously that made me stopped for a while for it shivers me just like when Scooby Doo sees a ghost.
finally as i came near to the sanctuary.
i was so delighted. like when mr.fantastic invented something new.
i could feel the freon from the cold facility of robinson's manila.
such a journey i may say.
such an immortal journey that will stay.
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