Staccato storie

"The writings of a convoluted iconoclast are stored within. Will you understand him?" Musingly yours, Staccato Beats

"Staccato: with each sound or note sharply detached or separated from the others." - Dictionary

Welcome to a tale revealing an inspirational journey from beginnings of a mundane, dead-end existence to the political global hotspot of a country preparing for war against the US and it's allies and then on to a modern day quest for love, ultimately found in a most unlikely part of the world. Along the way are thoughts, observations and emotions mixed in with quizzical short stories, pop poetry, jottings, snip-bits, enthralling images and an underlying bent towards finding the lighter side of all things which pop up in the course of events. However, an undertone transcends the entire publication of never, ever give up. Enjoy the stimulation...

"Sometimes all I want is for people to listen, and for once in their lives stop pretending to understand and just sit down and listen. A writer's life and soul lingers wherever his words have left a mark. This is where mine lies." Words will confirm me. Words will absolve me. But if it won't save me, to be heard is enough for me.

Una sa lahat gusto ko na agad humingi ng tawad sa mga wrong grammar, misspelled, at typo sa story kong 'to. Also, thank you na agad if ipagpapatuloy niyo hanggang dulo ang pagbabasa :)) Ang Pas De Deux o step of two ay isang sayaw na ballet sa pranses na tungkol sa pag-iibigan sa pagitan ng dalawang mananayaw. Pero paano kung ito na ang huling sayaw mo kasama ang iyong minamahal? Sabi nila, ang sayaw ay isang libangan na tumutulong sa atin nang personal. Pero paano kung ito rin pala ang magbibigay sayo ng lungkot at pagkasawi sa huli? Ako si Franzille Kaye Aligapas, isang choreographer at leader ng isang dance group/club sa San Antonio National Highschool sa San Antonio, Bangued, Abra. 11-Humms at labing anim na taong gulang. Anak nina Yoseff Aligapas at Devina Gerino Aligapas

A different sound for Michael Tyger. New lyrics.

They were both exhausted, and it wasn't the type of fatigue that would go away after a few hours of sleep. But their smiles, they shone so bright, brighter than the happiest person in the world. Little did anyone know, they were both already dead inside. And that's the scariest thing- you don't really know if the person beside you is hurting inside.