Of Stitches and Burns

The ceiling stared at me

Unblinking, slowly enveloping me

As I hear my heartbeat

Contemplating, lying in my forlorn bed

Yet the ceiling sees my agony

Searing, thru my own eternity

Unmuted, the whiteness of the ceiling clear

Understanding without me explaining fear

Sympathizing on my silent whimperings

O! Ceiling ... Wished you'd carry the weight on my wings

I sided on my left

The wall embraced me so abreast

Almost feeling my breath

So close to the walls' caress

Four inches away my face against the wall

Telling me to go ahead... Cry and let it fall

The tears rolled down on my left of cheeks

Silently the wall intently watched so quick

Together, ceiling & the wall heard my sobs

The wall almost pounded with utmost throbs

I laid on my back and there the ceiling saw

The redness in my eyes ...

The vestige of tears

With marks, slow to heal

Poems they said are all unfinished

Like this memory carved not missed

-MAC

(You taught me to experience the bliss of muted ecstasy - witnessed by the ceiling and walls, with eight corners opposite each other to form the so-called "Room")

How to Configure your Gmail to a Mail Client like Outlook

With the overrated scandal about the Petraus affair - the CIA general from the US who was caught red handed due to his email trails about an extra marital affair via Gmail, i think it's just about timely to write Email Configurations; how to port your emails to Mail Clients such as Outlook or Thunderbird or Alto Mail.

It's imperative that you use your Gmail account to do this because IMAP and POP are free for Gmail users. As for Yahoo fanboys, you have to let your Gmail account fetch those emails from Yahoo first then configure your Gmail for Outlook.

Click the link below for a step by step process:

http://support.google.com/mail/bin/static.py?hl=en&page=ts.cs&ts=1668960


Thanks to Google Mail Help!



- MAC

(by the way, it's so frigginly hottie hot with someone right now.. hehehehe)

Sails and Hiccups of Yesterday

Inch by inch thy smile faded

With irk, thy hands trembled

Pushing away the monotone

Of lies... Of lies.. Of lies

Unsettled, thy intent to cause grief

Along the way, like the stillness

Of a windless night..

Thy curse, rebounded

Back at thy face, poker, sad

Luminous as the calm lake

Terrorized with oblivion

Of being forsaken, ignored and battered

Swimming, into a whirling "i can't believe" thoughts

Nowhere to go...

But whimper in sorrow

Crunching, barely bearing insanity

And yet, redeemed

Again by a mere realization

Of the power of intimacy

PS:

in here, i'm applying the rule of a persona poem - it's a dramatic monologue spoken in the voice of a character created by the author. the above poem was made by putting myself's feelings to another entity. It's best not to elaborate further to veil the mystery behind it.

MAC

Fantastic 4 of the Internet

If you're wondering what composes the fantastic 4 of the Internet?

It's no other than:

FACEBOOK
GOOGLE
APPLE
AMAZON

Hit the link from techcrunch who's the villain.

http://m.techcrunch.com/2012/11/11/techonomy-fantastic-four-apple-facebook/




-MAC

The Road Less Travelled

Indulge, in the magic of neverwhere...





Love Poem by Linda Pastan
I want to write you
a love poem as headlong
as our creek
after thaw
when we stand
on its dangerous
banks and watch it carry
with its every twig
every dry leaf and branch
in its path
every scruple
when we see it
so swollen
with runoff
that even as we watch
we must grab each
other or
get our shoes
soaked we must
grab each other







-MAC

PS:
i guess, not everyone's appreciative anymore of poetry nowadays, the love for the visuals brought by instagram and DSLRs are so rampant, they induce immediate delicacy to the mind.

but how about feeding your heart? Or when are you going to wake up for you to feel the endless intoxication brought by your sense of imagination?