Nonsensical musings, photography, and nomadic talesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Mon, 2 Feb 2026 00:53:36 +0800Blogger http://www.blogger.com143125http://blog.joemill.com/en-usnoNonsensical musings, photography, and nomadic talesnoreply@blogger.comhttp://blog.joemill.com/2020/04/in-transit-in-time-of-coronavirus.htmlairportchinacoronaviruscovid-19diseasedubaiglasgowlockdownpandemicquarantinescotlandunited arab emiratesunited kingdomviruswuhannoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Thu, 2 Apr 2020 11:22:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-8115075895921163445 Glasgow Airport (Scotland, United Kingdom) Dubai Airport (United Arab Emirates) 0http://blog.joemill.com/2017/11/pardo-catholic-cemetery-thousand-and.htmlcebulifephilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Thu, 30 Nov 2017 09:58:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-8963098109621124907 0http://blog.joemill.com/2017/11/resurrection.htmldumaguetelifephilippinespoetrynoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Sat, 11 Nov 2017 15:50:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-7199050439260736241 In the midst of tumbling drops trampled by wheels upon puddles, the sound of resurrection promised  itself. Motorcycles' side mirrors bathed in mist, the starer almost crying, lined the course home swiftly moving. Twilight in might, vehicular lights formed a globule: a tunnel's end to all the deaths slipping by sight, to all the perish melting in memory. As the 0http://blog.joemill.com/2017/08/indoctrination.htmlcebulifephilippinespoetrynoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Sun, 13 Aug 2017 17:08:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-4786180326942736107 Shoot whoever comes your way. Kill in whatever way whoever does not speak the way you do. That's the smooth path. Cleanse the way off dirt. Ease the pain. That's all I can teach you. So you could survive in my absence. So you could stand your way. Whenever guns are pointed at you. Guns not the same with yours. That's all I can teach and give. So you could feed yourself for a 0http://blog.joemill.com/2017/04/children.htmlcamiguinlifenaturephilippinespoetrynoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Sun, 16 Apr 2017 10:51:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-6465253228217552328 Children need to see the Christ pained on his death, they need to see pixilated, blurred scars on TV turning into flesh cut out by lashes, they need no guidance from adults, they need to be left interpreting a man whispering his moans to his unseen father, they need to smell the blood dried on his nose on his cheeks & eyelashes, they need to hear the breath last on0http://blog.joemill.com/2017/04/new-baptism.htmlcamiguinlifenaturephilippinespoetrynoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Fri, 14 Apr 2017 20:47:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-6382149712726630798 During the sun's scorching gaze Is baptism renewed most fit When, hands clasped on each other (a gesture of obligatory devotion) I will soak my heels up my nape Drops almost touching my earlobes Bubbles will form, burst, regenerate Ripples rival among themselves Placid waves caress my ligaments As the high priest rinses the spirit As I close my eyes for orange panorama The 0http://blog.joemill.com/2017/03/the-importance-of-hands-that-toiled-for.htmlcebulifephilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Mon, 13 Mar 2017 11:17:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-6757167780661336758 The city is as convoluted as the din, smoke, and stench emanating from every busy street and every nook and cranny too busy to care for the little things it is being survived by. The harvest too gilded for the hands, scorched and veined, that have toiled hard with sweat and tears, is, however, diluted to being inconsequential by the scatterbrains dwelling in rat holes. Food, for the 0http://blog.joemill.com/2017/01/the-crowd-and-mob-sinulog-festival-2017.htmlcebufestivalsmusicphilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Sat, 21 Jan 2017 23:43:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-7221823208711207105 Images: Cebu City, Philippines 0http://blog.joemill.com/2017/01/music-rhythm-and-dance-sinulog-festival.htmlcebufestivalsmusicphilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Sun, 8 Jan 2017 01:05:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-3809540072275235383 Images: Cebu City, Philippines 1http://blog.joemill.com/2017/01/spotlights.htmlcebufictionlifephilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Mon, 2 Jan 2017 17:56:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-1906304122191520938 Underweight, emaciated, and flimsy, you had met the big, wild world like a glaring spotlight in the dead of the night when the tempest was at its strongest, you the young, poor deer, scared you had nowhere to run. Of course, you didn't have a pint of a memory of that. Of course, it was your mama and papa who did, who had felt joy when you had finally broken loose from an aching, 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/10/classic-bad-ass.htmlportraitssingaporenoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Sun, 16 Oct 2016 23:48:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-5641244994323127512 Model: Geny Ann Gutierrez HMUA: Suzane Calero Photographer: Joemill Veloso Flordelis Location: Fort Canning, Singapore 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/10/intramuros-walled-city-of-manila.htmlmanilaphilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Mon, 3 Oct 2016 00:32:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-6365680210495114777 His majesty on a high horse had built a fortress made of stones meeting water carpeted with a thousand water lilies and land paved with cobblestones and dust and soot. So vast a city it was within. Intramuros, it was aptly called -- great and gold and literate and manned by the powers that be, Hispanic and ruling and alien. The city safeguarded the high society of the altar, of silk, 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/09/carabao-man.htmlfictionleytelifematalomphilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Sun, 11 Sep 2016 22:49:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-980055602103663527 Merde! An excrement, says my dictionary! A carabao dung, in slow, painful-to-watch installation, is falling into the murky stream irrigating the rice fields of Malipayon -- my dusty hometown being taken ill by a hundred sleeping pills -- and descending into a steep, yet-unnamed, two-tiered waterfall. I want to stop my exhausted beast, and not excuse her, from the disgusting deed, but 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/08/limits.htmlcebufictionlifephilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Wed, 31 Aug 2016 23:16:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-7540497710444555473 A weakling, you were. A disaster in all its nakedness nobody wouldn't even want to see, nor get involved with. Failures were in the offing the moment you opened your mouth, and when you did what your mama had told you to. Cracked a voice. Stumbled down on even your first walk. It's a crippling truth, making you a big joke running around your circle. It hurt you like the sharpest 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/07/angel-on-earth.htmlportraitssingaporenoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Sun, 31 Jul 2016 10:22:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-8667407770606014163 Model / HMUA: Beatriz Elyza dela Cruz Photographer: Joemill Veloso Flordelis Location: Chinese Garden, Singapore 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/06/wood-fairy.htmlportraitssingaporenoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Tue, 28 Jun 2016 18:07:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-291770132331453502 Model: Mary Jasmin Jota MUA: Anne Sotto Santiago Lighting: Juan Gumarle Manaytay and Lester Flores Montejo Photographer: Joemill Veloso Flordelis Costume: Global Costume Location: Singapore Botanic Gardens 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/06/talking-to-unseen.htmllifesingaporenoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Wed, 22 Jun 2016 02:07:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-2434546724200565111 Religious or spiritual, it can be said that our lives revolve around a centric figure larger than our imaginable selves, a force so magnetic we can't help but be drawn in -- to which we entrust our faith, for which we sing our prayers, and with which we carry ourselves the moment we leave the comforts of home to attend to our day-to-day jobs, the time when we are basking in our successes 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/05/bleeding-sunset-in-mactan-island-cebu.htmlcebulifenaturephilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Tue, 31 May 2016 23:30:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-1869246595920198382 The dull horizon of a spotless canvas – a garden for the pensive mind staring out at nothingness – exploded into a spectrum of raging fire, quite unexpectedly a visual treat at sundown, one fine Christmas day with family, merry and loud and full, in Cordova. It is a small town on an island ruled by the valiant Lapu-Lapu and where Ferdinand Magellan – the Portuguese explorer that set sail 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/04/a-battle-for-mortals-and-immortals.htmlcebulifephilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Sat, 30 Apr 2016 15:08:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-9027375896408123438 Mere mortals prejudiced against me and my own kind from heaven and hell, reeking of envy, stirring poison, I am set to soar high no matter what, however bruised my mettle is, however reduced I am to being inconsequential, and however clipped my wings are you do try so hard to.  I may be dying — breathing with my bladed faculties that reveal of fire and my septuagenarian earthly body0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/04/panglao-island-bohols-little-paradise.htmlboholnaturephilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Fri, 22 Apr 2016 16:23:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-7911870383031364212 Images: South Palms Resort Bohol Beach Club Dumaluan Beach Resort 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/04/bohol-thousand-chocolate-hills-green.htmlboholnaturephilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Fri, 22 Apr 2016 15:38:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-5817066997767311533 Images: Chocolate Hills Complex, Carmen Chocolate Hills -- Sagbayan Peak, Sagbayan Tarsiers -- Sagbayan Peak, Sagbayan Bilar Man-made Forest, Bilar Loboc River, Loboc Ati Tribe Riverside Community -- Loboc River, Loboc 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/04/bigotry.htmllifepoetrysingaporenoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Mon, 18 Apr 2016 13:14:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-1412654280726258228 The morality of a highbrow bigot can crucify a poor, barefaced soul in seconds. The plebeian gets pounced on a slip -- to death -- profusely bleeding without being heard. Reasons that don't cower in fear and apologies that bury the lowly alive six feet under blindingly shiny shoes, are a murmuring drone of a gnat within earshot. An annoyance to be silenced, or to be stamped out by 0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/04/fiery-roads.htmllifesingaporenoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Sun, 10 Apr 2016 19:51:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-6343240705722567941 "What am I doing here?" begs the existential question — the everyday affinity for baffling reasons and purpose.  I ask that, out of the blue, whenever I am alone devoid of Facebook slaughtering productivity and of other derivatives of distractions; whenever I am in the womb of a thick forest where the light don’t shine, awaiting the pleasant surprises and the perils the isolation0http://blog.joemill.com/2016/02/51st-international-eucharistic-congress.htmlcebuphilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Fri, 5 Feb 2016 18:03:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-1617351844079097218 January 29: Procession January 31: Culminating Mass held at the San Pedro Calungsod Template, South Road Properties (SRP), Cebu City 2http://blog.joemill.com/2016/01/waves-of-faith-sinulog-festival-2016.htmlcebufestivalsmusicphilippinesnoreply@blogger.com (Joemill)Tue, 26 Jan 2016 18:12:00 +0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2280167803017466976.post-8035103028522464086 Apart from the novenas, masses, and processions, revolving around the Señor Santo Niño -- the centric figure epitomizing the fervent Catholic faith in Cebu -- is the Sinulog festival. Devotees, pilgrims, and revelers mix themselves up in the thick and vibrant crowd on the third Sunday of January. Sinulog is the feast of the child Jesus of Cebu. This year, being part of the Grand Parade -2