Wednesday, March 14, 2012

The Killing Moon

The killing moon
Will come too soon
The killing time
Unwillingly mine 
- Echo & The Bunnymen, The Killing Moon

So this is how it feels.

To know something terrible is going to happen.

To know that one is obliged to warn those concerned about it.

To know that their reactions will be of anguish, despair, and yes, loss.

It's not the end of the world; far from it.

Just the end of a world.

And a requiem for a dream.

A dream that took nightmarish turns, to be sure. But a dream that started out well.

By the next full moon, it will be done.

I hate this year so far.


  1. i don't know rudie, but i can relate.

  2. Oh Rudie... I can tell you things can only get better but I'm not one to BS so here's a cyber hug.

    Oh and happy belated birthday! :)

    1. Thanks, Nyl. For the cyber hug and the greet.

      For what it's worth, the birthday was all right.
      It's just that this year has sucked like a big gaping wound so far.


    2. :) though your heart is aching
      :) even though it's breaking
      when there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by :)

  3. i dont want to be in that position knowing how others will react..

    pero goodluck, for it must be down

    1. I can't begin to imagine how it must be for the doctors you work with, when they have to deliver heartbreaking news regarding life and death to their patients.

      By comparison, this is nothing.

      It doesn't alleviate the pain, nevertheless.

  4. Consider yourself the modern Noah who shall inform the ignorant and the non-believers. Don't you think it's a privilege to know every side? I hope what's happening turns out well :)

    1. "Don't you think it's a privilege to know every side?"

      While I'm not a huge fan of ignorance, it is true what they say: sometimes it is bliss.

      Knowing too much is useless if there is nothing you can do to change the outcome. Cassandra's gift was also her curse, after all.

      Still, thank you for your good wishes.

  5. I can only wish for you to be here in my kingdom and spill me all those bad beans while we sulk and drink bitter wine waiting for this mist of sadness to leave the tentativeness that is Hong Kong spring.

    I do not wish you anything except a warm caress on the cheeks, a light kiss on the forehead and a whisper on your ear telling you that this too shall pass and you come out stronger.

    1. It's 24° in Hong Kong today, some sunshine with intermittent overcast skies. I'd much rather be there than in Manila's 32° heat, and the current heaviness in my heart.

      And yes, so much to say, so much to share, stranger who nevertheless feels like a kindred spirit.

      Perhaps a short time-out in a city I love will brighten my outlook, although ironically, I would love to still catch the fog as thick as pea soup that's been hanging over the Fragrant Harbor of late.

      Till then, Kiks, thank you for your kind thoughts and good wishes.

    2. Do not thank me, Rudi. People do the things they do simply because we want to do it. Appreciation is something foreign to me. I usually give it, I do not expect it. But otherwise, you made me smile.

      The sun is still not up here. Only white-out skies that make me want to take out my pen and write "Shit!" on it.

      Haaaay, R, I wish I am Hercules and I can simply take that heaviness from your heart.

  6. You sound so mysterious... I hope it's not as bad as it sounds.

    1. I was being cryptic, Sonia, in the interest of discretion.

      Anyway, thank you for your concern. The event at hand will soon pass, and with it memories, loss and regrets. As I indicated to Mac above, this is not some life-or-death matter. Nevertheless, it will be a major life-changer, not just for me, but several other people as well.

      C'est la vie, et plus ca change...