Maxim: Hello Brod! How are you doing?
Manlalaban: Very Fine! My heart is filled with happiness to see your poginess
Maxim: Hehehe.. the poginess that never fades just like yours.. It stays stronger and harder by the day..!
Manlalaban: I am very happy about our friendship, may it blossoms like a rose and be fruitful like the mangoes of Pikit.
Maxim: And stays sweeter than those mangoes and grows like corn.. the more mature it becomes, the harder are the kernels., hehehe!!
Manlalaban: I have read the article written by that idiot who used words... “Words are like leaves and where they most abound much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found"
Manlalaban: He just looked eloquent... but if you read it again you will see that he does not know how to use his figures... The first paragraph smacks of barbarisms...
Maxim: I'm afraid his analogy was also inappropriate.. more leaves make more fruit as photosynthesis is enhanced by more green leaves..
Manlalaban: Maybe his leaves are made of paper, incapable of photosynthesis? LOL.
Maxim: Hehehe
Manlalaban: Brod, I will let you go, even if all the time I am on and seem available... I am not really. But I am glad to see you. In the blog, I will be less aggressive in making sensible comments, I will simply keep it funny.
Maxim: Yeah, that's how I do it also in the blog.. I just ride on with what they have to say and share what I have to.. even if there were times I feel the biting blight of age gap.. in most cases I feel it’s a waste of time to just go funny without really considering if we are making sense or not .. but those young friends, as well as those who think they are still too young to be considered ‘old’, would love it that way.. so yebaaaa.. we go.. if only to keep things going on.. and forget about the age gap!!
Manlalaban: I now agree with Cat that the Psyche of the People of Pikit is deeply affected by insecurity and that they are allergic to visions and plans and sometimes sense... Pentikon ka dayon (you’re criticized outright) and they are non-respecters of sense and sensibility.
Maxim: as well as the wisdom that goes with age.. hehehe..! They forget that the older one gets, the wiser he becomes.. and until such time that wisdom is no longer distinguished from senility..hehehe..!!
Manlalaban: My frozen shoulder is better, so I have decided to go back to work for a while because now I see that retirement is boring, although I have been doing a lot of reading and writing.
Maxim: And worse, they have no respect for age gaps, i.e. between them on one hand, and the two of us on the other.. hehehe..!
Manlalaban: ako ra man ang medyo guang-guang dire.. (I’m relatively the oldest here)
Maxim: second-second ko sa imo.. hehe!!
Manlalaban: By the way, did I tell you that I am writing about the Moro Struggle?
Maxim: Seems like you had.. yeah, but you said you were just planning to write about it..
Manlalaban: I am thinking of writing more to the structure of Diwata and Bathala as inspirers of the Moro people. I will fictionize it, so no one can say it is not false aside from being a universal truth.
Maxim: Great!! the Noli Me Tangere and El Filibusterismo were fictionalized, and yet, they were so powerful.
Manlalaban: These are the tentative titles: 1000 years of struggle
Maxim: You mean from the birth of Islam in the 13th century?
Manlalaban: How about: "Mau's Pinnacle of Greatness: An Autobiography." LOL
Maxim: Fine! I mean it’s a fitting tribute to a self-made man, who by any measure is destined for greatness.. hehehe.. But maybe No, not that way brod.. that title, I’m very sure will sell.. but it may be inconsistent with the content..!
Maxim: You mean you will reckon it from the time of the birth of Islam in the
Manlalaban: Yes, and this is where you and I can work together .
Maxim: Hehehe.. you will end up writing a tele-novela.. remember my "The White Hankerchief"?
Manlalaban: Yeah, I do recall that great novel that you wrote.. and it has effectively made me childish.. why do I have to cry over an assemblage of words that were just carefully manipulated to polarize the senses and emotions into one set of melancholy and enormous desolation..
Maxim: hehehe.. I wrote it at a time that I was greatly affected by the untimely demise of my beloved sister.. it was a beautiful and creative amalgam of facts and fiction, I think.!
Manlalaban: We can trace it like a Great datu was advised by Bathala to cross the seas with his families and populated the Lanao Lake and the Liguasan Marsh of Cotabato.... given the gift of the fruits of the marshes.
Maxim: if you write about my life, it's not very exciting.. though i admit its colorful.. and awfully romantic.. hehehe.
Manlalaban: I see greatness of this fictional history that will catapult your name Mau or maybe Mauyag (life).... into the leader... handler of the mirror of greatness. like an amulet.
Maxim: and it would go like.. there emerged among them a brave and handsome prince who was only subtly known by the name MAU.. who epitomizes the great warriors of antiquity.. conqueror of great places and hearts of beautiful women..!
Manlalaban: Mauyag ka!! (Mabuhay!.. Long live)
Maxim: and who seem to have come from nowhere and instantly makes the beautiful women of the tribe spellbound by his demure poginess, gentle ways and creative tongue that exudes poetry as he speaks.. and though he bows before Kings and Mistresses, he makes them kneel down to their senses and awe.. as he displays his knightly wares and antics in an inimitable fashion..!
Manlalaban: The people of Pikit, though in the midst of the struggle do not really understand the reason for the unrest that has caused us to suffer so many lives lost ... long has our tears and blood shed for no apparent reason... but deep in our hearts we are really inheritors of a struggle that has destined us to become great once we resolve to have love and peace.. and work for a Maguindanaon President of the Republic of the
Maxim: Hehehe.. that would be the day, brod.. that would be the day..when we shall have to brandish our poginess, and whatever assets we have including POWER and AUTHORITY, in swashbuckling fashion to attract more investors and women.. hehehe..!
Manlalaban: Did you know that the early Filipino leadership was chosen according to who had the biggest p---- in the tribe?
Manlalaban: Lakan means malaki ang kanya (he has a big asset)
Maxim: I didn't know that! that's interesting, though, I would surely end up a loser if Presidents are selected that way.. hehehe.!
Manlalaban: so the great leader lives in the palace called Malacanyan. May lakan na nakatira dyan, malaki ang kanya.. (There’s a leader that stays there; his asset is big).
Maxim: but Lakandula has nothing of that sort and yet he was a great leader!
Manlalaban: how is that? He is already a LAKAN..!
Maxim: Yes, a LAKAN he is, but the authorities in the tribe made a mistake. They didn’t know he lost his LAKAN. DULA in Hiligaynon means.. nawala (lost).. hehehe.!
Manlalaban: is that so?? They should correct the history books then.!
Maxim: Yeah, they have to. I’m almost tempted to tell the National Historical Commission to start doing that.. you know, the Executive Director of the Commission lives a few blocks away from us.
Manlalaban: In the same way that your patience is similar to how long or how quickly you do sex.
Manlalaban: Your temper can also show according to how long you engage in foreplay.
Manlalaban: The sad part about is it that if your plans take so long, you might end up culminating it by self gratification.. hahaha!!
Maxim: Hehehe..you’re absolutely right.. sexual foreplay is a matter of patience. Younger people, ususally, do it fast and furious, so their patience runs out more quickly..
Manlalaban: Never let go of integrity, generousity and love, for these, coupled with energy, will lift you into the truly prosperous state of life and even in love making. So, you see life is like sex.. sometimes it is only a five-second wonder... sometimes it is life itself... a struggle to make your love happy... generousity makes you think that you cannot have love and sex alone... you must make other women happy too... and this defines generousity in its truest sense.
Manlalaban: Take all these lightly though... even if it is true.
Maxim: Now I know why good lovers make good leaders too! A few examples are: Kublai Khan for his Yang Kwei Fei, Mark Anthony for his Cleopatra, Pres. Clinton for his Monica Lewinsky, You and I for..er.. este.. we have yet to find some to become great leaders too, hehehe.!
Maxim: But wait, Erap, for having too many, did not finish his term as President.. and his jail term too!! He seems to be an exception to the rule.
Manlalaban: sure, he is.. Erap simply didn’t know how to make use of his extreme poginess; very much unlike us.!
Manlalaban: and.. energy is important.....even if fleeting and short.. life is beautiful... like sex..
Manlalaban: We have become praisers of truth... you and I because we are very much alike..
Maxim: that’s exactly how we sustain our greatness! We see things, events and life so differently.. with eyes so keen and discerning and way far off from the ordinary.. we see even ourselves and appreciate the paramount truth in us beyond the ordinary people’s eyes.. In fact, we are the enterprising individuals – who truly believe in ourselves, amazed by our own greatness and fantasize on the many great unbelievable feats that we are so capable of.. Oooh, I think this is humility exemplified to the best minimum.!
Maxim: so long brod.. I think this will do for now.. we have to take respite before we proceed to lose all the remaining sanity in us.. hehehe..!!
Manlalaban: Ok brod, you’re absolutely right.. I think we’ve gone too far that we have to recoup our senses right away..Maxim: Right away brod.. right away.. I hope this is not one symptom of senility starting to set in.. NO, not yet please.. hehehe..! Hahahaha..!!
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