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Monday, February 18, 2019 | February 18, 2019 |
Wax Philosophical (A Poem)
Ah Caprice, the mother of Spontaneity
your daughters are weeping
at the foot of History
all your whims led to Revolutions
the Synthesis of which
earned dissatisfaction
Technology is but a postmodern thirst--
for Immortality
a postmodern twist
to a thousand year old plot
of Man daring to become what he is:
educated and godless,
invention is his Vice,
devoted to his Objects, he becomes one:
a means, not an end.
NOTES:
I remember writing this poem after I read GWF Hegel's "The Philosophy of History." I was heavily fascinated with world history during that time and was invested in thinking about the future of Mankind. Admittedly, I am more mature now and have realized my smallness in the totality of the universe, that I decided not to be too affected by things I could not control (such as the "unknowability" of the future) and just live my life in the best possible way I could. That way, if I couldn't change the world for the better, at least I could do it for myself.
One less noise in a cacophony full of voices demanding to be heard doesn't remove the headache, but on the bright side, it at least lessens its intensity.
Labels: 2019, aiko lactaotao, aiko-lactaotao, aikolactaotao.com, amwriting, asian poets, creative writing, female asian poets, filipino poets, filipino women writers, philosophical, philosophy, poem, poetry, writing blog
Saturday, February 10, 2018 | February 10, 2018 |
A Logic Of Trolls (A Haibun)
Meanwhile in the YouTube comments section:
“You’re mom is so broke she bought you an Android phone.” - @Applefanboy4Lyf, 1:07 am
> “Oh yeah? Tell that to the hollow space where your left kidney used to be.” - @Fandroid4Ever replying to @Applefanboy4Lyf, 1:09 am
>> “Not true. I could easily buy you and your mom the latest iPhones if she weren’t so busy sucking my dick.” - @Applefanboy4Lyf replying to @Fandroid4Ever, 1:13 am
>>> “Iphone users = small dick, just like that faggot Tim Cook.” - @Fandroid4Ever replying to @Applefanboy4Lyf, 1:17 am
>>>>“Doesn’t matter what size his dick is, it’s fucking Android up the ass. We’ve been doing it since the Steve Jobs era.” - @Applefanboy4Lyf replying to @Fandroid4Ever, 1:19 am
>>>>>“The best thing Steve Jobs did was to die. Apple is still CRAPPLE with or without him.” - @Fandroid4Ever replying to @Applefanboy4Lyf, 1:22 am
>>>>>>“Why you sad, sad, son of a bitch…wow…” - @Applefanboy4Lyf replying to @Fandroid4Ever, 1:26 am
>>>>>>>“What’s the matter, precious? You triggered?” -@Fandroid4Ever replying to @Applefanboy4Lyf, 1:28 am
>>>>>>>> “Whatever, go shove something huge and jagged up your ass. Android sucks balls. The Apple ecosystem just works better. Better camera, no lags, and better security, AND it doesn’t explode like that epic fail Samsung Galaxy Note 7!” -@Applefanboy4Lyf replying to @Fandroid4Ever, 1:31 am
>>>>>>>>>“Whoever believes that iPhones have better cameras, are not laggy, and have better security ought to do the following steps:
Turn on Gas Oven for 15 minutes.
Put head inside Gas Oven.
Inhale until everything turns black.
Seriously, you’re an idiot. Apple flat out sucks. No expandable storage, no replaceable battery, no NFC, no customization, and the latest of all gaffes, NO HEADPHONE JACK.” -@Fandroid4Ever replying to @Applefanboy4Lyf, 1:37 am
>>>>>>>>>>“Uh-oh, seems like somebody’s butt hurt. Stick to your fucking mid-range FAGDROID phone and enjoy all the viruses while I sit here basking in the glory that is an iPhone. - @Applefanboy4Lyf replying to @Fandroid4Ever, 1:40 am
>>>>>>>>>>“Typical iSheep behaviour. Stop bragging about your OVERPRICED yet UNDERPOWERED device because literally nobody is impressed. - @Fandroid4Ever replying to @Applefanboy4Lyf, 1:42 am
>>>>>>>>>>> “So long asshole, won’t waste my time because it’s plain to see: ANDROID IS THE MASTER RACE. Up yours.” - @Fandroid4Ever replying to @Applefanboy4Lyf, 1:43 am
>>>>>>>>>>>> “So long live IOS and forever it shall be: APPLE IS THE UBERMENSCH. Up yours.” - @Applefanboy4Lyf replying to @Fandroid4Ever, 1:45 am
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The mouth hanging agape with drool in the corner conspiracy among adolescent boys has surpassed the men meets mammaries movement and is now sitting comfortably at home in front of a computer. Statistics and surveys have proven the indefatigable evidence of a hard-on with just the sight of shiny new objects we call technology. Said objects are met with an almost feminine adoration from keyboard-thumping connoiseurs who at best, can only afford the mid-range offerings of these brands, albeit this fact never quite hinders them from boasting about its features as if the product showcases a certain appendage instead of applications. Behind the whole Apple vs. Android debate is a motley of dissatisfied youths compensating their rather mundane lives by eking out an online presence, however louche. This phenomenon is called “Trolling” and studies claim the preponderance of narcissistic, even sadistic tendencies in all parties taking part in this phenomenon. It has to be noted that sadism, in all its forms, is a byproduct of the Freudian theory of the pleasure-principle which in its own right takes root in Epicurean philosophy. To unfaithfully quote a passage in the introduction of a book called “To Hell With Culture”, the author Herbert Read writes that we have no general principle drawn from the contemplation of facts but what has been built up by pleasure, and exists in us by pleasure alone. Bottomline here, it must be remembered, is the seeking of pleasure and the avoidance of pain. In the latest Youtube video about whichever latest gadget, is the onslaught of fanboys battling it out with haters, and this apparently, is the pleasure-principle realized to the highest degree. By acting out their online persona, internet trolls have reached the pinnacle of what it means to be a man in the postmodern world. Every keyboard warrior is better than whoever he’s having an argument with at the moment. To quote Hobbes, Omnis animi voluptas, omnisque alacritas in eo sita est, quod quis babeat, quibus cum conferens se, passit magnife sentire de se ipso. (All pleasure lies in the fact that there is someone with whom, in comparing ourselves, we can have a higher feeling.) And that, folks, is what gets the trolls’ motor rolling. It is every bit a power struggle as it is a pleasure principle. Now you know the secret. Go online, and, nolite te bastardes carborundorum!
Labels: 2018, android, apple, asian poets, asian writers, filipino writers, funny, haibun, ios, ios vs android, poetry, samsung, sonnet, youtube
Friday, December 16, 2016 | December 16, 2016 |
Unspoken
What lurks beneath the deep blue?
perhaps sinister and tenebrous
perhaps the Mystery's a slew
for away from it the angels flew
and towards it the afreet cadaverous
The mangled face behind the calm
the gelignite in the pacific
the shore is awash with qualm
as if in Gilead to search for balm
the wanderers are sophomoric
It is where hope is obsolescent
and faith in a state of torpor
where love is not incandescent
where wisdom is an adolescent
where all my dreams are in stupor
The phantasmagoria is inchoate
a glimpse inside the deep blue hell
the misery I inculcate
a law I dare not desecrate
the unspoken only time will tell
Labels: filipino poets, free verse, poetry, women poets
| December 16, 2016 |
We've Been To A Lot Of Doctors
We've been to a lot of doctors
(and none of them have a clue)
as
to
why
the
heck
did
I
suddenly
woke
up
one day with a gait problem?
At first they said it was my Lumbar spine
then they claimed it was a Stroke
thereafter it became Multiple Sclerosis
and now it's called Conversion Disorder
1 E l e c t r o E n c e p h a l o g r a m
1 E v o k e d P o t e n t i a l s
and 4 f u c k i n g M R I ' s
from 10 D i f f e r e n t D o c t o r s
with 10 D i f f e r e n t I n t e r p r e t a t i o n s
and 10 D i f f e r e n t D o c t o r ' s F e e s
Still nothing
My case is still not resolved
I would love to trample your lovely flowers
just to assure myself that I can still walk normally
To run against the wind on a cool December afternoon
Walking without dragging my foot or lifting it as if in a Goose-step
(which I haven't been able to do for four years now)
So to you Mister and missus Doctor,
tell me again about the time you graduated from U.P. or U.S.T. because,
I forgot to tell you,
M A Y I U S E Y O U R D I P L O M A
T O W I P E M Y A S S W I T H ?
Labels: aiko lactaotao, free verse, poetry
Saturday, December 10, 2016 | December 10, 2016 |
Never Generation
Youth I am not
I said
a maudlin sentiment
in protest
of my generation
how their
vainglorious
look-at-me
garish ways
reflective of a
nincompoop
and their petty
maundering and
atrocious patois
rankles me so
never my generation
I refuse to be part of
rather am I
given
to my effulgent
dreams fraught
with hope for
dismantling
what this world
has come to
possess in the
form of
sporadic morals
basking in a
dicey outlook
for this
never generation
of which
youth I am not
my lips are open
not
lest I be met
with paroxysyms
of laughter
and how they
jeer and point out
and scrutinize
previous flaws,
inconsistencies,
failures,
and big old crapulous me
as they exhaust
their empty
badinage
but blind I am not
and it is
quite limpid
that behind
the flashing smiles
the love of conformity,
digital adroitness,
lies a godless
and funereal
ideology of
anti-individuality
and forced tolerance
towards what is
blatantly wrong
it is the
skeleton behind
the proverbial closet
of this never generation
Labels: 2016, aiko-lactaotao, filipino poets, free verse, poetry, women poets
| December 10, 2016 |
A Mango Affair
kokak goes the frog from
Somewhere at the farm in
Salapungan, Gerona, Tarlac, the
place where me and my family
get mangoes
that we sell
for a price at the palengke
the
place where me and my family
get the money for my tuition fee
for
four years in college where
I took up a course that
sounds good in a diploma
it’s called philosophy
but the
only philosophical thing
about it all is how
I got a job which has
nothing to do at all with
what
I
studied
for four years-
a funny thing because
me and my family
got the money for my tuition fee
at the Mango orchard albeit
it’s quite sad
that the mangoes
nowadays are sold in the palengke
for a cheaper price exactly at
a time when I could see
that there is hope for me
after all
(oh, oh!)
But,
bach bach bach goes the chickens
in the farm in Salapungan, Gerona,
Tarlac, how I loathe their noise
chickens send chills up my spine
ugly as they are with their
bach - bach - bach - bach
at the place where me
and my family get mangoes
that we sold
So I could get an education
(I just want to point it out)
though it has a cheaper price
nowadays
would you like to have
some mangoes?
Please help yourself
to one tiklis
until your blood sugar
goes up ohwahtwillwedo
but I got a job
somewhere far from Salapungan,
Gerona, Tarlac,
away
From the kokaks and the
bach bach bachs
Please have a mango
Labels: 2016, aiko-lactaotao, filipino poets, free verse, poetry, women poets
| December 10, 2016 |
Bearded Jesus
What’s in a picture?
A White Man
Was his hair brown? CuzInAllPicturesItIs
Was he a Jew? Nah
CuzTheyBelongToTheirFatherTheDevil
Kosher Jesus
Hippie Jesus
in San Francisco, circa NineteenSixtyEight
White people want their Jesus White.
White Jesus
The son of man
(though not the son of a white man)
I’d like to walk on water too
-and turn water into wine
(except I prefer Coca Cola)
Cola Jesus
He died for my sins
-AndWithTheRateI’mGoing I guess He’s DyingEveryday
BUT,
The pastor will burn in hell anyway,
that’s what he gets for
believing in a long-haired Jesus
Jesus saves
Jesus shaves
Labels: 2016, aiko-lactaotao, experimental poetry, filipino poets, free verse, poetry, women poets
