“Perhaps a personal trope or what, but words aren’t the best judge of one’s emotions and thoughts, right? .. always lacking in some form regardless of superlatives.”JIL DIAMANTE
Lake Sebu, South Cotabato| Philippines
The title was a lame attempt to feign cleverness and showoff dreadful pun skills. Excuse my talent.
So, here’s the thing. This trip took place a year ago. And writing about previous outdoor adventures can be draining and exhausting. Not because it diminishes the joy (amongst many emotions) felt during the trip. Quite the contrary, writing it, overwhelms me. Perhaps a personal trope or what, but words aren’t the best judge of one’s emotions and thoughts, right?
Say, these two falls: Hikong Alo and Hikong Bente of Lake Sebu, South Cotabato. Whenever I get close to this body of nature, like the summits of mountains, I always feel this ineffable awe. I’m incredibly happy but at the same time scared.
See? Those last two sentences? They’re true but dull compared to what I felt and thought then. Words betray the truest form of our emotions and thinking. Always lacking in some form regardless of superlatives.
Words betray the truest form of our emotions and thinking. It always lacks in some form regardless of superlatives.
Maybe I like to feel things the way it is, like a careless flood that washes off an old town without regard for whatever crosses its path. Strong and free. Or just as effortless as a leaf changing its color.
Simply feel and think.
However, writing forces me to deal with emotions and thoughts; to disintegrate and reduce it to a shallow medium thru words. I bargain their magic in hopes of understanding myself thru logic of words. Which far outweighs everything.
Like they said, cathartic.
Most of the time, like this aimless post, this blog will be no more than a collection of disorganized thoughts and feelings, awkwardly making peace with words.
So, enjoy the chaos with me?