LRT-1 Adventures: Pedro Gil

The sun was unusually brighter that day. It was not like I have been that observant but the light just kept on hurting my eyes each time I faced the crowd that was going against me. A bad day? Yes, it was. But I needed a new pair of shoes.

The mall. Finally. Five minutes of walking from the platform with all those people made me lose a week’s worth of energy. I went directly to the department store and secretly hoped that no saleslady would ever offer her help. But all of my hope has been left to die and a single soul was there doing some sales talk. I could manage, I thought. I grabbed an item on display and asked for my size. She told me to wait and so I did.

It wasn’t that long after the lady left that I heard some screaming and gunshots. For Pete’s sake. Gunshots. The emergency alarms went ringing and I sensed panic. As vigilant as I have always been, I took refuge behind an empty and abandoned cashier’s desk. I was searching for the nearest exit but too bad for me, one of the crooks was right there. He was holding a handgun, to my relief. It would have been a different story if he used some kind of automatic. At that time, I heard some exchange of shots between the security personnel and the criminals. I could only see 3 bad guys. One was at the exit, another was right behind some frightened customers which have become their hostages, and the other one was about 5 meters away from where I was hiding. Unknown to them, there was a guard who was taking his break and this guard just passed me and immediately shot that guy who was nearest to us. But shit happened and the other two fired back and the guard was right there, dead. I could hear police cars but the police could not make their move as there were hostages to be considered.

The next two hours were a mixture of despair and negotiations. Apparently, the gunmen wanted to have a talk with the president of the country. Yeah. Some leftists from the dreaded region in the south. I was still keeping an eye on everyone, of course. The gunmen have been guarding the hostages now, facing the window and the police. That means I was out of their line of vision.

I imagined the things that I would do. It was a bad day but I could make it a good one, if fate permits. So, I took my first steps and got the dead guard’s gun and ammo. I hid behind a shoe rack. I aimed like a pro. I should shoot them in their shoulders and legs, I thought. And everything happened in a blink of an eye. I was able to take them down. The rest of the hostages did their part afterwards. I ran outside and gave the signal to the police.

No need to thank me, I told them. I was simply living my superhero dream. But the manager of the department store insisted so they gave me that pair of shoes that I wanted.

But words spread like fire. As I stepped out of the crime scene, reporters suddenly approached me. There were video cameras, I tell you.

One of them asked, “Did you ever have proper training on guns and shooting because you hit them right where you want?”

“Does playing Counter-Strike count?” I said.

Redshift

From the ground she hears

the faintest cry of a pulse

It speaks of a miracle

of an answer she longs to know

She stays on the ground

She hears it once more

Does it tell of an existence

far from the norms

Will it ever reach its destination

Those she wishes to know

She waits for a fraction

feels the warmth of its approach

It is too late, she guesses

For the cry has become cold

Perihelion

This is the closest

and this will do

from the depths of my core

to the unreachable that is you

i am lifeless

if not for your warmth

ah, i will cease to exist

if you must be gone

for billions of years

i am in awe

for billions of years

i am in love

with you who inspire me

with you whom i desire the most

but little can be done

great, as you will always be

and i am your lowly servant

if the void must come

and nothingness will prevail

i am thankful for a day each year

when i am nearest to you

dream

it was as if that was the first time i saw you

with that smile of yours that could rival the heavens

those eyes which looked through my soul

and short breaths i swear i could hear in silence

as i stood trembling inches away from you

i stared at the blank space, never knowing why

first beat, second beat, third beat

my heart was beating alright

fourth beat, fifth beat, sixth beat

but something was not right

everything in the background slowly faded

you were there with me and gave a look

by then i knew it was already over

reaching for your hand and holding you with all my strength

my thirst could not take no longer

that scar on your forehead i kissed

as i felt your skin against mine

i looked at you with desire and love

i looked at you with sadness and grief

this soon should be over i guessed

for all has been a dream

 

That is all

that was my all –

all that i could be, all that i could give

was not that much, but it was all that i had

i gave it to you

but it was never enough

i was never enough

all those promises i still keep

even though you are far from my reach

he has you now

and i have nothing left

for i already gave everything

to you, the love of my life

i love you still

and that is all

So, where is the love?

I watched the video featuring the new version of the hit song Where Is The Love by The Black Eyed Peas and I certainly agree – we need that song again.

I first heard the song when I was a kid. I knew the lyrics but I did not quite get the message. I was just singing because it was popular and I liked the beat. That was all. But earlier today, it was just a eureka moment.

The world, indeed, has become a chaotic place. Bombings, attacks, wars, plague, hunger, poverty, among others, have been prevalent. I do not understand why people like to complicate things. Is it because of greed? Hunger for power? What for? Just what are those things for? Can’t we all realize that each of us only got one chance at life and we are supposed to help each other? But here we are, destroying everything that gets in our ways.

Yes, I know that we have different beliefs and opinions and it is impossible to have everyone agree about a certain topic. But I do believe that those disagreements can be solved in a peaceful manner.

If those people want their freedom, can’t the rich countries give it to them? If those people only want to be heard and be given their rights, can’t the government accept them? If those people only want to feed their families, can’t anyone who has billions in his pocket provide for them for the mean time? Yes, yes. What I am talking about is an ideal world. But at least we can make the world today close to ideal. Scrap ideal. A peaceful world is enough.

Hate. Greed. Power. I hate to say but humanity has already forgotten what makes a human, human.

Selfishness. Just how great is the ‘self’? Can’t we be considerate about the surroundings as well? By surroundings, I mean the ‘others’.

Can’t we be family? Can’t we just love?

That is why I am asking you, my dear reader, to go and watch the stars tonight. They might be able to tell you where to find love and how to love again. And tomorrow, you’ll know what to do.