ang araw ay lumilipas na parang lasing
na agos ng tubig sa batis
upang sagasaan ang mga nakaharang
na mga maliliit na batong
sumasama sa tubig
at ang mga iniwang mga bakas
mga alaalang nagpupumilit
na sumabay sa susunod pang
pag-agos ng panibagong paglalakbay
sa dilim
The soul of a brain dead person is believed to be travelling to several loops in the unknown unknown. These loops according to scholars carry a dimension that the traveller can speak for himself, for his co-traveller, and for his environment through a certain form of writing - the form that floats in the darkness in white readable ink. Let this blog be my entrance to become brain dead and experience the expressive nature of a brain dead traveller of the said loops in CYBERSPACE.