“Tagu-taguan, maliwanag ang buwan. Wala sa likod, wala sa harap. Pagkabilang kong tatlo, nakatago na kayo. “Isa. “Dalawa …” Mailap ang umaga sa paggising sa akin. Lumipad ang mga ibon na para bang may nais silang iwasang masamang panahon. Mabilis ang pag-ihip ng hangin; halos tumiklop at bumaluktot ang bintana naming yari sa plywood. Delikado … Continue reading Taguan


everybody is a keeper of souls whose very existence begets memories of party delight, of unexpected sunshine, of cold drizzles during the summertime. everybody loves to play these peoples' perilous games and so they ignited flames across the hills — that never sinned against any of them. everybody lives in their desire to trail tracks … Continue reading Nobody

Beyond Jutsu: Naruto and the Politics of War

Approximately two decades ago, the tale of Naruto Uzumaki was born and became an actualization of Masashi Kishimoto’s wild imagination. The series — both in manga and anime — have irrefutably set a standard for the production of shōnen masterpieces not only because of its near-perfect action scenes, but also because of its well-thought character … Continue reading Beyond Jutsu: Naruto and the Politics of War

Bidding Farewell to our Wonder Dog

It has already been a week ever since the angels of dog heaven took her away from us. For these past few days I have been trying to hide and (sometimes) deny this grief that inevitably crossed the corners and walls of my heart, because I needed to focus on work and other matters relevant … Continue reading Bidding Farewell to our Wonder Dog

Be a Storm

Aspire to be a storm. Not one that brings sorrows, but one that sweeps them all away. Be a storm that everyone expects to return whenever they hear the skies roar. Be a storm whose rain comforts those who are haunted and troubled. Most importantly, remember this: flooding others with happiness is never necessary; instead … Continue reading Be a Storm

A Holiday for Healing

"Every time I try to love, reality further drowns me," I answered as I sat. "It's like an ocean that has its own hands to pull me underneath until I can no more breathe. But by the next day, I'll find myself on the shore, still breathing, having realised that the scars I had have renewed to become wounds—some of which are much deeper or more serious than their precursors."

Politicising Marlou Arizala’s Transformation: Beauty and Acceptance in the Philippine Society

"Xander’s act of transformation, therefore, exposes larger problems — that our standards of beauty are becoming a requisite for others to obtain our respect and acceptance and that one needs to appear handsome or beautiful in order to rightfully demand social attention. Moreover, in a relatively conservative country like the Philippines — in which many people would tell you to accept and preserve whatever face or body that God has given you — those we consider as “ugly people” are further forced to face a moral dilemma on top of their physical struggles, thus, inevitably trapping them in a process of a never-ending search for social acceptance." My first blog post after a decade, huhu,

To My Best Pal, Who Had Set Her Soul for a Short Departure

"But before I finally say my farewell to you, there is this memory that I am sure I would never forget: the very first time you set your feet on the soil and ran around the whole garden by the countryside, as if you were enjoying the first breath of freedom after my father lifted you out from your little, beautiful cage. In that particular moment, I felt so proud when I saw you running as fast as you could and stashing yourself between the rich foliage, as if you want us to play hide-and-seek with you. And as I think of it, relief comes back into my senses, because finally, you experienced the life outside the comfort of four corners during your last days."

Starting Prompts & Blog Promotions

Starting Prompts & Blog Promotions

Grades: Only Numbers

Hounded by numbers Cared for grades than the lessons Dispersed knowledge gained

On Fantines, railroads, and perished dreams

"Perhaps, people around me may never be proud or contented for my choices that are divergent from theirs, but I hope that in the near or far future, all of our hearts will soon converge, like the railroads of a train terminal, in pursuit of a common, beneficial goal. I hope that someday, Fantines can no longer be found on the streets and begging for alms and sympathy of the passers-by. I envision a world that is unified in curing the diseases of our society, in raising the discourse, and in building better relationships for all people, regardless of our countless differences." This essay was published as the runner up of the recently concluded online essay writing contest, Imagining My Future, hosted by Kendii, in partnership with The Immigrant Entrepreneur. If you wish, you may check my essay at Kendii's site, through this link: http://www.kendii.com/2015/06/04/imagining-my-future-josue-mapagdalita.html


Loss of hidden pride Inspires the damsel to shine Flips hair, loves again Inspired by RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge. Photo from Domestic Church.

Speech 11, fun, and underlying lessons

Before I lined up and enrolled for my fourth semester of stay in the University, I already predicted that the next five months would be academically toxic and crucial. Furthermore, finding a course that will serve as the best avenue to release this debilitating mixture of feelings induced by repetitious moments of failures — or … Continue reading Speech 11, fun, and underlying lessons

Refreshed Wounds

Gazing at night skies Thinking of old memories Wounds turn fresh again Photo credits to Wikipedia. A response to RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge.


Earlier, when I was inside the bus during my journey back home, there sat beside me a student who seemingly came fresh from a high school graduation ceremony. He wore a uniform full of signatures and notes; the school logo sealed on his pocket led to my deduction that he came from a school known … Continue reading Letters

The Heart Releases the Truest Kind of Magic

The source of magic Comes straight from beneath the chest Thoughts gone actualized A response to RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge Photo credits to http://i2.cdnds.net/ 

Forget Me

Love and Last

My love ends neglect Until my lungs exhausts, dries Hope shall ever last A response to RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: 'Love and Last'

Your Face


Be pleased with thy jeans. Don't threaten tattered wallets. Choose needs over wants.

Starry Night; Warm Sunshine

If  you are looking for great adventures, Search beyond the boundaries and the comforts of the city Carry within you the struggles of the marginalized and the poor And in a united goal , watch with them a lengthy starry night.   I knew you had to always look through the window Because the chills … Continue reading Starry Night; Warm Sunshine

Basic Masses Integration & Medical Mission in an Aeta Community

I remember these children of sandy environment of Mabalacat, Pampanga and their facial beams whenever they sing Yeng Constantino's "Ikaw" and their idol Lyca Gaironod's own rendition of songs. I remember their loud laughter whenever we commit errors in pronouncing the words inherent to their dialect and whenever I give explanations for asking me why … Continue reading Basic Masses Integration & Medical Mission in an Aeta Community

Beacon and Field

Sharp beacon of light Fielding great moments through clouds Battling against height A response to Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge Photo credits to http://www.alaska-in-pictures.com/

I Know, I Believe, I Can!

I once believed that those people, who are mathematically-inclined, generally have a hard time in learning the languages and the literature, as experts mostly say. But ironically, I simultaneously discovered creative writing and mathematics as my deep-rooted passions, and I feel that I cannot live if one overrides the other. Therefore, as much as possible, … Continue reading I Know, I Believe, I Can!

Beast & Day

The Scriptures foretell: When the judgment day comes near The lamb slays the beast. A response to Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge. Photo credits to http://static.guim.co.uk/ 

War and Fame

In desire for war Guts and strength overthrow fear Fame is well achieved

77 seconds remaining

This article was published three years ago under the features page of our high school campus publication, News Gear, where I served as a sports editor and photojournalist.     77 seconds Tick tock tick 77 seconds And my heart beats again ...   "Fly." she said. I did not understand. And then she repeated, "Fly." It was … Continue reading 77 seconds remaining

The Writer and The Physicist: The Meaning of Courage

Once, there was a teenager who wished to escape puberty by the time the first twin pimples popped out near his nostrils, and he hated the fact that the silly idea of removing them with the sharp ends of the nail cutter was something he could not accomplish, because, local aged men told him that … Continue reading The Writer and The Physicist: The Meaning of Courage

Kabataang Makabayan, Paglingkuran ang Sambayanan: A Theatrical Production Review

The Kabataang Makabayan (KM), being the "national seeding machine for the Philippine revolution" (Reyes, 2014) and one of the "critical forces of the Philippine revolution" (Communist Party of the Philippines, 2014), serves as the crucial opponent of the "semi-colonial and semi-feudal conditions" (Sison, 2013) prevalent in the country. And as a part of the organization’s … Continue reading Kabataang Makabayan, Paglingkuran ang Sambayanan: A Theatrical Production Review

Love and the Universe

I made this poem earlier during our Political Science 150 class, while I was struck with boredom. The piece tells the story of unrequited love and of moving-on, both of which I had tried to relate with the natural events in the Universe and even in our planet.


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The 13th UP – Finnish Global Health Course: Day Two

The fact that I would be away again from my family bolted into my head the moment I woke up. I wondered if there was a littlest reason for me to leave, but then I threw all the remaining pretexts I had towards the trash bin. My first morning in Morong, Rizal was surprisingly chilly, … Continue reading The 13th UP – Finnish Global Health Course: Day Two

The Room

The room deviates from the customary For silence's a requisite to survival But neither of us shall deny The consequence of a dying love   The room throws us back again To the moment where we began our affair Lingering, clinging to each other's arms Prevailing sleep for once in a while   The room's … Continue reading The Room


Roses will be plain rubbish If once blue skies kept turning grey Doves can’t anymore fly northwest Leaves won’t transpire in zest Each moment that passes Every glimpse you create All actions you make Desert me, breathless No creature shall complain When I gasp in pure despair How shall I love thee If you already … Continue reading Breathless

The 13th UP – Finnish Global Health Course: Day One

Last January 5-11, 2015, I attended the 13th University of the Philippines Global Health Course at Bahay Silungan, Morong, Rizal, Philippines. It was sponsored by the University of the Philippines College of Medicine’s (UPCM) Community-Oriented Medical Education (COME) Unit and Social Medicine Unit (SMU) and by the Peoples’ Health Movement - Philippines and was also … Continue reading The 13th UP – Finnish Global Health Course: Day One


In response to The Daily Post's writing prompt: "Image Search." Yuletide's over Longing for your arrival Waiting for a chance. But no departures Shall shatter our love.

Release Me

Credits to http://blog.timesunion.com/ for the original photo! Poetry by S.J. Takeshi

Haunting Past

In response to RonovanWrites Weekly #Haiku Prompt Challenge #16 Haunt & Release

My Fair Lady: A Movie Review

My Fair Lady (1964) Cast: Audrey Hepburn; Rex Harrison; Stanley Holloway; Wilfrid Hyde-White; Gladys Cooper; Jeremy Brett Director: George Cukor Synopsis: Rex Harrison, while playing the same character in this film's Broadway counterpart, is introduced as an arrogant professor in phonetics, Henry Higgins, to Eliza Doolittle, a Cockney flower seller, who is being played by … Continue reading My Fair Lady: A Movie Review

Another Sweet Day

Your smiles's enticing, Invites me to spend One more sweet day. And fortnights pass Kissing on thorned bushes. Life's filled with no regrets Rolling ourselves on the bed Shared each other's glances. Entering the coffee shop Staring at you as you order; Sipping the same drink together While I'm wiping your lips. Your smiles's enticing … Continue reading Another Sweet Day


A response to Daily Prompt's Sweeping Motions

Shine & Potential

End Station

This isn't a Harry Potter story Or of some lovers sharing glory I opened my phone, utters some voice You said, where are you now? But the calling time’s maximized, So I clicked the red button. The train driver had notified: Taft Avenue, this is the end station. I looked outside, sunset starts And the clouds on … Continue reading End Station

Masked in Hell

Visit our country. Open your hotel room's television to check out for the latest local news. And when you finally have done it, do not anymore be surprised with what you might see. The Philippines, while being described figuratively as the Pearl in Orient Seas, prides itself for its long tradition of corruption. And as … Continue reading Masked in Hell

Releasing Mental Breakdown

'Twas a big, rainy day Friends come by and say hey And all my clouds turned to gray Finals will come by May. My eyes locks at computer screen Feeling nerd, I have been Summer fades, stress release! Playing games with ease. At last, the exam was laid On my chair's desk, nerves break I … Continue reading Releasing Mental Breakdown

The Truth has been Spoken!

I came across a pavement Full of compulsive buyers and sellers Of different garments. Nervous, held my bag, Fearing snatchers to pass by. Suddenly I heard someone spoke Her voice's enticing, clinging into my ears Her words: Buy this at low cost. 'Twas a old woman, with black-grey hair, Rugged clothes welcomed me. Oh sure, … Continue reading The Truth has been Spoken!

Fun but not Facts

The Great Divide Photo Credits to: Taryn Cox The Wife Poetry by Sueju Takeshi

Bitch, please

In response to Daily Prompt's Ready, Set, Done Our free-write is back by popular demand: today, write about anything — but you must write for exactly ten minutes, no more, no less. The professor said, Pass your papers! In a count of three One ... two. Badum! Badum! I murmured, Bitch please. But sir, I haven't … Continue reading Bitch, please


Back, outstretched Fully exhausted Head, paralyzed Can't seem to think Things filing into bricks Hectic schedule, Truly stinks Sleep is indeed For the weakling Care about me to rest? No, my dear, no You have to study And prepare for Tomorrow's exam And for upcoming failures After this My back will be laid Again And … Continue reading Paralyzed


I have not heard of anything about my Master for weeks now, and this is mainly because I am too busy burning drops of midnight oil since I have entered college, and only through Facebook we both can possibly communicate; but I only use the said social networking site for obtaining announcements and handouts that … Continue reading Metamorphosis