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03:39:35 am on July 12, 2008 | # |
!!1NEW!!! !!!HOT!!!
!!!ALMOST OUT OF STOCK!!!
YOUTUBE PARODY:
PABLO BANILA’S NEVERENDING GUESTBOOK PARTY!!!
About Me:
“I don’t have nukes but I can grab your attention again and again and again and again bitch.” ~Pablo Banila
HEY DOES YOUR DAD REALLY SEE ME?
HEY WHAT AM I POINTING AT?
“YOUR LEFT NIPPLE.”
JESUS CHRIST I’M ALSO YOUR DAD’S IMAGINARY BOYFRIEND!!!!!~Pablo Banila, “My Imaginary Girlfriends’ Imaginary Boyfriend (or How I am Such a Loser that My Imaginary Girlfriends are Also Losers Imagining Me, a Loser, as Their Boyfriend… Doesn’t that Make Everything Real?”
“An artist should not seek security in a tidy mastery over the simplifications of deliberate poverty; she should, instead, have creative courage to face the danger of being overwhelmed by fecundity in the effort to resolve it into simplicity and economy.”
~Maya Deren“To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.”
~Samuel BeckettMaya Deren and Samuel Beckett never lived to see The Internet, nor had the prophetic intelligence to have imagined a society in pre-technological singularity.
The artist is dead.
And we need more mess.
Oh, and yeah, why can’t all lovers be like me?
“Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.”
~William Butler Yeats, “He wishes for the cloths of heaven”
~Pablo Banila, “Caution: Wet Floor”“Whenever a friend of mine is suffering from severe depression, I just show him my third nipple.” ~Pablo Banila
“Having balls is like being pregnant with twins: everybody wants to kick ‘em.” ~Pablo Banila
“Use a cliché like you fucking invented it.” ~Pablo Banila, “I love you.”
“I was born caesarean motherfuckers.” ~Pablo Banila, “You’re just like your father.”
Pablo Banila: “HAHAHAHA CONAN YOU ARE SO FILIPINO!!!”
Conan O’Brien: “HAHAHAHA WHAT?! FILIPINO?! LOLOLOL!!!!”
~Pablo Banila, “Conan O’Brien is a Filipino”
“Vampire, eh? I’ll give you something to suck.” LOLOL!!! A quote from Marvel VS Capcom I think LOLOLOLOL!!!!!!!!
Edward Cullen can’t make you laugh like I do );
OKAY OKAY I CAN NOT COMPETE WITH HOW HE CONFESSED THAT HE “SUCKS MOUNTAIN LIONS” LOLOLOLOLOL!!!!!!!! (Sorry wikipedia-knowledge only LOLOLOL!!!!)
~Pablo Banila
doesn’t suck
Cristy Fermin: I really can’t distinguish your face from Hero Angeles’, Pablo!
Pablo Banila: Oh, Tita Cristy please don’t insult Hero Angeles!
Cristy Fermin: You put the guy in a pedestal and bootlick! Can I bootlick as well? =))
Pablo Banila: Ano po ba ang Tagalog ng “LOL” Tita?
Cristy Fermin: Sabi nila hagikhik, pero ang alam ko ulol.
Verge Bolanon: PABLOLOLOLOLOL!!!!
“SeaLIONS do not look anything like Lions. The MonGOOSE doesn’t fly unless you kick it. JolliBEE is really a MASSIVE COCKROACH HAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! A FLYING. GRIMACE.
I just thought of a multi-million-peso commercial jingle for Jollibee LOLOLOLOL:
“Lipad
Jollibee
Lipad”LOLOLOOLOLOLLOLOLOLHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HOLYSHIIIIIIT” ~Pablo Banila, “P to the (Jolli)B”
- Who I Want to Meet:
Aya.
III. SAPPHO NARCISSOI think I just might have one too;
I do not know, but it must be:
I am but a girl like them
but unlike most, I have a dick –
that fucking thing
that makes me sick –
but if I may, just one small wish,
I wish I was a real dyke.I wish all men would lay their hands
off Sappho’s lovely, lovely lambs.
I wish all Sappho’s lovely lambs,Her lovely, lovely, lovely lambs,
stray not from Heaven’s clouds above.I wish all men just masturbate,
leave hickies on a mirror
with a hole below the waist.
But!– if I only had one wish,
I wish I ain’t dyke with a dick.~Pablo Banila,”Annals of Asinine Apostasy”
“Pisay OZ: The magical kindergarten where they teach half-Filipinos to acquire a sense of humor and how to use fractions. Apparently you did not go there.
HEY C’MON.
~Pablo Banila
Emperor and New National Hero of the Philippines MotherfuckersUnited as one
Multiplied by four
Divided by threeWe are Filipinos
(Because “4/3
of all filipinos
do not know
how to use
fractions.”~Rodrigo D. Morales)“As the saying goes, “4/3 of all Filipinos do not know how to use fractions.” ~Morales. But I’m only half-Filipino. Ummm… or maybe three-fourths I dunno LOL!!!! Let me just open the calculator… 4040 + 4040… BOBO!!!!!!! HAHAHHAHAA!!!!”
~Pablo BanilaAren’t you glad that a hopelessly suicidal comedian is honestly making Friends to attend his funeral?
The bridge does not lead elsewhere but an unending journey towards that promised place they called Forever.
Join us (:
I’d instantly get along with people who cried in any of the following:
Taegukgi (Brotherhood of War)
Rurouni Kenshin – Reflexion
Nightwish – Swanheart
Naoki Urasawa – 20th Century Boys
Naoki Urasawa – Monster
Takehiko Inoue – Vagabond
Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex – Episode 25: Barrage
Satoshi Kon – Millenium Actress
Kana～Imōto～ (HAHAHAHA!!!) (Seriously this depressed me for months… beats Tolstoy’s The Death of Ivan Ilyich and Kurosawa’s Ikiru.)
Alexandre Dumas’ The Count of Monte Cristo closely resembles my biography as of now. I am the Cunt of Jesu Cristo, and so shall I be lynched by the same mob that crucified Jesus Christ. I cried reading the novel…Welcome to Pablo Banila’s Sour World of Gummy Everythin’ ^____^ VITAMIN C SMILEY
LOLOLOLOLOL TASTES LIKE NEON LIGHTS AND COKE BOTTLES
NATA DE COCO CHEWY ICE CUBE POLAR BEARS
THE WORD “FROG” IS GUMMY LIKE YOUR TONGUE FLOSSING MY TEETH
LYCHEES LYCHEES LYCHEES LYCHEES
LYYCHEESS LYYCHEESS LYYCHEESS LYYCHEESS
PABLO BANILA LYCHEES PABLO BANILA LYCHEES
NOW PABLO BANILA TASTES LIKE LYCHEES
~Pablo Banila,”Pablo Banila Tastes Like Lychees”Give me your heart!Just right now!
I’m sitting here in the “candy pot”
Please pick me up baby!
~Tommy February6,”Candy Pop in Love”LAGI NA LANG AKO ANG MASAMA PUTANG INA!!! DAMMIT I’M NOT A PLAYBOY OKAY?! I’M JUST EXTREMELY, PATHETICALLY DESPERATE AFTER 23 YEARS OF CELIBACY… SHIT!!! I HAVEN’T EVEN TALKED TO ANY GIRL IN REAL LIFE FOR MORE THAN 1 MINUTE AND I HAVEN’T. TOUCHED. ANY. FUUUUUCK!!!!! PLEASE FORGIVE THE “MERV THE PERV” VENEER I’M ONLY INTERESTED WITH YOUR REACTIONS BUT I AM VOID OF CRUEL INTENTIONS. YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HELL I HAD TO GO THROUGH TO BECOME A MAN WORTHY OF A WOMAN’S LOVE WHILE THOSE FUUUUCKING DILDOS YOU CALL YOUR BOYFRIENDS THINK ITS CUTE TO BE UGLY AND CORNY AND STUPID BECAUSE GIRLS LIKE YOU ARE NICE AND BOYS EXPLOIT THAT KINDNESS SHIT!!! YOU DO NOT PROVE YOU AREN’T GAY, YOU PROVE YOU ARE WORTHY OF BEING CALLED A MAN, DUMB FUUUUCK
PUTANG INA AKALA NG LAHAT NG TAO PROFESSIONAL PEDOPHILE AKO PUTANG INA HINDI NILA ALAM KUNG ANONG DINANAS KONG HIRAP PARA PROTEKTAHAN ANG MGA MAHAL KO SA BUHAY PUTANG INA KAILANGAN MONG MAGING GAGO PARA MALAMAN MO KUNG SINO’NG MGA GAGO!!! PAANO MO PO-PROTEKTAHAN ANG MAHAL MO KUNG HINDI MO ALAM KUNG KANINO MO SILA DAPAT IPAGTANGGOL MGA TANGA AMPUTA…
TAPOS ITONG MGA TARANTADO ANG MGA NAGIGING SIYOTA NG MGA PUTA…PAKI-GAWAN NAMAN AKO NG TESTIMONIAL… KAYO LANG ANG MAY ALAM KUNG SINO AKO TALAGA…
ALAM NIYO NAMAN KUNG GAANO KASAKIT PARA SA’KIN YUNG DINANAS KO…
SANA PAKI-SABI SA BUONG MUNDO DAHIL BALIGTAD ANG TINGIN NILA E.
My blog is my only beauty; my soul. I’d love to meet all of you in there… you love to destroy me, right? Me too. Let’s all destroy me: pablobanila.com TASTE THE FIREWORKS OF PABLO’S POPPING FROG CANDY KISSES MOON PRINCESSES!!!i!I’m still struggling to become the man worthy of a girl with a faith in a fantasy that lasts forever that I will never be. That girl? She’s dead.
Amor e morte.
- Who I Want to Meet:
mj 2:49 am on October 20, 2009 | # |
you’re awesome.
ano ni mouse 4:31 pm on August 15, 2009 | # |
miss u ;(
inque 4:05 pm on August 14, 2009 | # |
i see no harm in this whatsoever. but now youre famous! haha good for you.
Aryanna xx ∂inoRAWR. 9:40 pm on August 8, 2009 | # |
Awesomeness. 8DD
chel 11:11 pm on August 5, 2009 | # |
dude!]]imisssyou! :)
xD
alice 1:37 am on July 5, 2009 | # |
Oh, Pablo!
zhaun 7:56 pm on July 2, 2009 | # |
OMG UR A GENIUS. I LOVE HOW U FREAKED THE WHOLE PHILIPPINES OUT.
BUT I HAVE TO SAY, I MIGHT THINK OF KILLING YOU NOW..U NEVER VISITED ANY OF MY ACCOUNTS. BITCH
ms. mysteryowsa 7:54 pm on June 30, 2009 | # |
you..you pablo banila.. who are u in this world???
why u write blogs like that??? hay tsk.tsk..
U Better back to your Perlas ng Silanganan!
anyway..thanks for viewing my profile…
like ur blog….hella funny!!!!
keep it up!!! lol or LOLOLOLOLLL
rico de buco 7:09 pm on June 30, 2009 | # |
dmdlaw lng…paxlink hehehe
pao 9:00 pm on June 29, 2009 | # |
hahaha!
george 6:34 pm on June 18, 2009 | # |
i wish i had known john galt before you came along
pablobanila 6:23 am on June 19, 2009 | # |
It was a symphony of triumph. The notes flowed up, they spoke of rising and they were the rising itself, they were the essence and the form of upward motion, they seemed to embody every human act and thought that had ascent as its motive. It was a sunburst of sound, breaking out of hiding and spreading open. It had the freedom of release and the tension of purpose. It swept space clean, and left nothing but the joy of an unobstructed effort. Only a faint echo within the sounds spoke of that from which the music had escaped, but spoke in laughing astonishment at the discovery that there was no ugliness or pain, and there never had had to be. It was the song of an immense deliverance.
He had always wanted to write music, and he could give no other identity to the thing he sought. If you want to know what it is, he told himself, listen to the first phrases of Halley’s First Concerto–or the last movement of Halley’s Second. Men have not found the words for it, nor the deed nor the thought, but they have found the music. Let me see that in one single act of man on earth. Let me see it made real. Let me see the answer to the promise of that music. Not servants nor those served; not altars and immolations; but the final, the fulfilled, innocent of pain.
But this was that view of human destiny which she had most passionately hated and rejected: the view that man was ever to be drawn by some vision of the unattainable shining ahead, doomed ever to aspire, but not to achieve. Her life and her values could not bring her to that, she thought; she had never found beauty in longing for the impossible and had never found the possible to be beyond her reach.
~Ayn Rand
Uncharacteristic of my fixation to the dark side of humanity I consider myself a conservative, which in itself is ironically non-normative for males. I’ve eschewed my atheism before entering college and ever since I’ve referred to myself as a True Christian, an act which I consider my most devastating assault against the religion’s practitioners: by embodying the virtues of Christianity in its most feasible form, a step above the average believer. (If they’re going to call themselves Christians they should earn the title first.)
And if I ever believe only in one thing, it most definitely would not be this: “The world does not have to make sense.”
Sadly, this absurdist line of thought is the root of her behavior discussed in your letter.
The truth value of that statement is irrelevant for it is true by tautology — that is, “The world makes sense or the world does not make sense.” It is the attitude, it is the decision, it is the existential choice that determines whether one can say “The world makes sense” in total retaliation against nihilism. It is the establishment of a standard, of one’s code of values to be the foundation, measure, and reference of everything to be known.
Humanity survives not because of those who have given up. Humanity thrives because of those of us who believe that there is something to look forward to.
~Paolo Bantolo
is looking forward to a pleasant, relaxing weekend for the both of us!
Dagny (Madamba), if you weren’t baptized with this name I would’ve loved how you use it more (: I love your name, still!
And… although I know that the protagonists’ claims to grandeur and over-entitlement are justified in the context of a work of fiction, as an economic system it is theoretically flawed.
First, Randroidian Heroes are not feasible in a strictly neuroscientific sense. Poverty directly inhibits brain development. A man’s misfortune is more the cause rather than the effect of mental ineptitude. (Noble, K.G., McCandliss, B.D. & Farah, M.J. (2007). Socioeconomic gradients predict individual differences in neurocognitive abilities. Developmental Science, 10(4), 464-80.).
Second, the failure of laissez-faire capitalism that led to the current American recession is a disappointment and embarrassment for Alan Greenspan and other proponents of non-Keynesian (least government intervention) economics. This is what happens if you allow credit companies unfettered lending.
Third, Ayn Rand cunningly rationalizes promiscuous female behavior and promotes an attitude of acceptance towards adultery through the heroines of her novels.
Fourth, there are necessary “evils” that not even Ayn Rand’s bold literary exposition can deny. What kind of “Atlantis” would survive if childbirth is not encouraged?
Fifth, “Altruism is real, and feels real.”~http://pablobanila.com/2008/10/01/pablo-francisco-danconia-banila
Sixth, the growing answers and demonstrations to the basic research question asked by the MIT Center for Collective Intelligence should have already demolished any dualistic definition of the “self” as “not the other”: “How can people and computers be connected so that — collectively — they act more intelligently than any individuals, groups, or computers have ever done before?”
There are more. And to rub-in salt to injury, Noam Chomsky recently declared Rand to be “one of the most evil figures of modern intellectual history.”
Not one of these however tarnishes the fact that Ayn Rand is the greatest novelist in the history of human creativity. Her stubborn principles were not a hindrance to her epic dramas: They gave her the integrity that allowed a more defined spectrum of emotions — emotions guided, not commanded, by reason. Most important of all is what Ayn Rand’s Art means to her, which I think is best expressed in a line she used to describe a hypothetical piece of music that represented what her words had failed to say: The freedom of release and the tension of purpose.
Together with Vladimir Nabokov I hold them as my two greatest influences. Like me, they were expatriates and American immigrants.
~Pablo Banila
armiyumiko 12:00 am on June 17, 2009 | # |
You make sense.
me 6:30 am on May 23, 2009 | # |
hi actually, ndi kita knowing until a friend of mine open a topic bout u.. actually im curious and somehow what to learn a thing or two from you.. hahaha.. hving an intelligence lyk u, i presumed eh pwd muh kuh turuan about the net.. hehe.. will you?! thnkz.. ;p
glades 2:08 am on May 20, 2009 | # |
hi..pablo..relax lang…cool lang….wag ka ng mag paka gago..kasi kaw lang ang kawawa….well…kng ano man ang pinag daanan moh.malalampas mo rin yan….trust our self…mag patatag ka….at huwag kang mag pa api ng iba..kng ano man ang gusto mo gawin mo pero sa tama huwag kang basta2x susugod kng hindi mo man alam ang gagawin mo..mag isip ka ng mabuti at gumawa ka ng tama…kng gusto mo tlga ipagtangol ang mahal mo sa buhay..ipagtangol mo kong yan ang nararapat sau,…?dont say a bad word?kng hndi ka tlga play boy dapat patunayan mo sa kanilla yan…dont give up….?ok eto lang ang na isp ko sau..good luck..and god bless….
kjgujhvfjufckutfkutfuy 1:50 am on May 10, 2009 | # |
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
stop plsT_T
kalembong 9:53 am on April 1, 2009 | # |
nice!!
cutiesiver 5:03 am on March 26, 2009 | # |
who are you?? you said you can view my site..?? i dont even really understand what is your point in your life. hope you can also understand what you are trying to say to all who read your site..
thanks for viewing even i dont really know who you are..
kuting 3:29 am on March 22, 2009 | # |
i miss you.