Wednesday, March 11, 2009

What If's

What if Snow White wasn't really a super smooth, super fair-skinned maiden but a woman suffering from albinism and psoriasis?

What if the Seven Dwarves were not actually the dwarves we know in fairy tales or mythologies but some men suffering from pituitary gland malfunctioning?

What if Sleeping Beauty wasn't really in a stupor because of a witch's curse but in a coma after she accidentally stepped on a bar of soap on the bathroom floor, slid, and bumped her head on the wall?

What if Cinderella wasn't really the owner of the glass slippers but just claimed them as her own because she wanted to marry the prince so badly to instantly get rich?

What if Rapunzel's hair were not really that naturally ultra long but just mere fake extensions done in a salon just to impress the prince and lure him to her tower so that she could have some kinky moments with him?

What if Humpty Dumpty's fall was purposely done by his bestfriend because the latter got jealous after learning that his name wasn't included in the famous nursery rhyme?

What if Jack's magical beans were not really magical but some sort of mutated peas genetically modified by visiting alien lifeforms from Mars?

What if Little Mermaid's loss of voice wasn't really the sea witch's doing but a result of laryngeal cancer due to excessive and chronic smoking of an illegal seaweed?

What if Hansel and Gretel were really spoiled brats and that after eating the old hag's candy house pushed the poor old woman on the boiling cauldron and spreaded the news that she's a cannibal so that their mischief would not be discovered?

What if Rumpelstiltskin wasn't really interested in the Queen's baby but just suffering from attention-deficit hyperactivity disorder?

What if Little Red Riding Hood's grandma wasn't really swallowed by the wolf but that grandma was the wolf herself because she possess the ability of lycantrophy?

What if I'll just go to the kitchen right now and fix myself a supper so that my brain cells will stop disintegrating totally and stop all these delusional inquiries?

Yeah, I think I better should.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Email Metaphor

My first email, I created it when I was 18, was jimlynx@another.com. The name was the combination of my nickname "Jim" and of "Lynx" which is a specie of a wild ferocious cat and happens to be my codename when I was an officer of the Citizen Army Training (CAT) during my last year in high school. I kind of like the combination of the two because it represented my shy and covert personality; and the sleeping ferocious "inner me" which is ambitious, idealistic, tough, self-determined, and bold. I used it since then and eventually got tired of it when I entered my early twenties.

The next email I created and use for my fancy was when I reached twenty. The email was lestat(with numbers attached but sadly I have forgotten it)@yahoo.com. My "young adult" life was very turbulent at that time. I was starting to ask for the purpose of my existence at that point in my life and the "meaninglessness" of life ended by death suddenly had an impact on me that I suffered mild depression. It was also during that moment that I read Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles and the fictional character of the protagonist/villain Lestat charmed me that I used his name as a pseudonym for countless times before. Why? Beacuse I felt that we were the same during that time --- a philosopher, rebel, wanderer, heretic, and yes, a stupid brat.

I was 24 when I created my third email, van_helsing1980@yahoo.com. From vampire to vampire slayer email! Whew! The possible reason for this change was that I am done with my rebellion against the world, so now it's time to confront myself and ask the questions: "Who are you? Why are you still here? What is it that you really want?" It was like a war waged against my own self because the real me tried to evade this reality check questions. The real me during that time didn't want to get out from his comfort zone of surreal sphere. But it was time to face fate and so war happened and the sphere of fantasy was destroyed. Eventually, Van Helsing the slayer, killed Lestat the vampire in the end.

rbmacarse@yahoo.com, my current email add. This is the real me. The man that is now willing to face his destiny, whatever it is, with a courageous heart and an unshaken soul.

There you go, the evolution of my email address and the evolution of me. I never thought my emails and my personality has something to do with each other, not until I wrote this entry. Pretty deep huh? Ha ha ha...

P.S. I have an alternate email too that I forgot to mention that I am also using right now. It's ieremor_esracam@yahoo.com. It is still me, the only difference is that it's the "twisted me". Bwa ha ha ha... Ciao!