In Manila, where the sky should be clearer, it became darker. Perhaps it was because of the intermittent rains since I arrived here, or maybe due to the carbon monoxide exhaust of the cars, buses, jeepneys and tricycles.
But I have not really seen the moon ever since I got here. The absence of it is so saddening, the lack of communion with this celestial body weakens the spirit of someone seeking solace and oneness with the Age of Aquarius.
How could Manila be so cold when it was meant to be warm? Is it the rain, or the advent of gadgets that make the Pinoys more coolly western than exotically eastern? Is it fear of the unknown of its future ?
In Toronto, the signals were more distinct; in Manila, they became weaker.
Seven thousand plus miles is the distance from Toronto to Manila. Eleven days is the total number of days already spent in the capital. The gap was closed; the chasm still exists.
" When the Moon is on the seventh house and Jupiter aligns with Mars." I would like to listen to the new Manila sound, if ever there is one, to dispel the dryness of the weather here. Music always creates an artificial scenario wherein one can immerse its soul.
I talk to myself. Let's go. Let's be. Let's listen to that music and unite with it.
" Fill my heart with song and let me sing forever more...In other words.."
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