1PL MAnuAL lSSuL nC.

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eJlteJ by Cu 8orden










1PL MAnuAL













1he Manual
lssue no. 2
8ollLo Chapbooks 2014
All 8lghLs 8eserved
no parL of Lhls chapbook may be copled, reproduced, or dlsLrlbuLed wlLhouL Lhe wrlLLen consenL of
Lhe edlLors and Lhe conLrlbuLors lnvolved wlLh Lhls publlcaLlon.

1exL ueslgn: Callbrl
Cover ArL: 1be 8otmoo lo tbe nlqb costle by Mlguel Sy (6 years of age)

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1A8LL Cl CCn1Ln1S

1. MysLlclsm for 8eglnners . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Corlo LulslLo 8urgos
2. 1hree oems . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Cu 8orden
3. from Cn 8eadlng . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Mr. eLer 1an
4. 1rue 8omanLlcs . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . l. Clelo Aganorlo
3. 1wo oems . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . klrsLen nabua
6. ulrLy Work . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 01 Penry MarLln Abanggan
7. Lxorclsms . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Cheeno u. Luffy
8. l?l SecLlon . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 1he LdlLor












MysLlclsm for 8eglnners
Cotlo lolslto 8otqos

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lnsLrucLlon:

unch Lhe doLs, close your eyes, Louch Lhe holes, and read Lhe message wlLh an open
mlnd.


1heaLer of CruelLy
cu 8otJeo

A moLher gone mad
Calllng ouL names of mlsslng chlldren-

8aslllo and Crlspln
ln Lhe back of a plckup Lruck.






Son of Sorrow
cu 8otJeo

Lugene 1orre lnvlLed me ln hls house for a game of chess. We played all day long wlLhouL
movlng a plece. lL was very sLrange and raLher medlLaLlve. A klblLzer passed by and peeked lnLo Lhe
wlndow, buL dldn'L have anyLhlng Lo say. WhaL ls Lhe mosL effecLlve varlaLlon of Lhe
8enonl? l asked. 1he old masLer saL sLlll. Pe dldn'L reply. Pe wouldn'L even baL an eyelld.

(for cesot kolz Apoloo)







Chalrs
cu 8otJeo

lL doesn'L need Lo sLand up. 1he chalr slLs on lLself. Wlcker, mahogany, monobloc-whaLever lL ls
made ouL of-lL [usL sLays where you puL lL. ln Lhe corner of a room, ln Lhe klLchen, beslde Lhe
Lable where you wrlLe by Lhe falnL llghL of dawn. Calm and quleL. lL ls always ln a sLaLe of
medlLaLlon. Llke a monk ln a cave. Llke a salnL on hls deaLhbed. ln Lhe dark, lL collecLs a handful of
dusL for company . . .

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Cnce Lhere was klng who loved hls Lhrone so much he would have hls servanLs pollshed lL day
and nlghL unLll lL caughL flre and burned Lhe whole klngdom.

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1he Leacher on hls desk looks ouL Lhe wlndow. 1here ls a sLump where a sLudenL slLs playlng a fluLe.
8uLLerflles of all colors gaLher around hlm. l most be Jteomloq, Lhe Leacher LhoughL. Pe rubs hls
eyes . . .

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As a chlld, l wreaked havoc on chalrs. l smashed Lhem agalnsL Lhe four walls of Lhe house. My
faLher dld noL approve of Lhls behavlor. Pe made me slL ln Lhe alr for hours.

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C beloved CrandmoLher, whose llfe hangs by a Lhread, sleeplng peacefully on a rocklng chalr, lulled
by Lhe sound of a dlsLanL wlnd and cocooned by Lhe seLLlng sun.

ftom Cn 8eadlng
Mt. letet 1oo

1
1he exlsLence of Lhe LexLs ls 8erkeleyan. lL needs boLh Lhe eye and Lhe mlnd Lo percelve lL as
parL of our reallLy. 8ooks, for lnsLance, are [usL muLe ob[ecLs ln any home llbrary wlLhouL Lhe
one leaflng Lhrough Lhelr pages and peruslng Lhem. 1hey depend on tbe oct of teoJloq Lo allow
words Lhe power and movemenL Lo communlcaLe and convey Lhelr message. 1he oct of teoJloq
lLself consLrucLs and reconsLrucLs a menLal plcLure, a world of lmages, made ouL enLlrely of
leLLers and puncLuaLlons. Cnce Lhe reader fllps open a book, ln a maLLer of Llme, Lhe absorpLlon
gradually beglns: he could be LransporLed Lo a remoLe oasls ln Lhe mlddle of Lhe deserL walLlng
for Lhe barbarlans, or he could easlly be losL ln Lhe [ungle of vleLnam golng afLer CacclaLo. 1he
blq booq-Lhe creaLlon-occurs almosL lnsLanLly as he reads Lhe LexL one afLer anoLher from
polnL A Lo polnL 8. 1he reader emerges as Lhe Plndu gods, 8tobmo and 5blvo, ln Lhe reallLy of
Lhe LexLs: Pe could englneer a unlverse by openlng and readlng a Lome, or desLroy lL,
momenLarlly aL leasL, by slmply closlng Lhe volume.

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lurLhermore, lL ls also lmporLanL Lo add LhaL spoce ls anoLher lnLegral elemenL ln whaL makes
comprehenslon ln Lhe LexLs posslble. lmaglne a book wlLh no spaces beLween LexLs. lmaglne Lhe
dlfflculLy, Lhe exhausLlve labor Lo grasp Lhe words arranged slde by slde Lo creaLe meanlng (or
meanlngs). lL would be a chaoLlc map of wasLed lnk. 1he reader could deflne a word or Lwo
here and Lhere, buL he could noL-no maLLer how hard he Lry-make sense of Lhe much larger
scope of lL. ln books, as ln our very own reallLy, spoce bolJs tbe wbole toqetbet.

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?eL Lhls posLulaLlon ls rendered meanlngless, especlally Lo Lhe ones who do noL know how Lo
read. lor Lhe llllLeraLe, LexLs on Lhe pages are slmllar Lo Lhe doLs of a dead channel. 1hey do noL
sLlmulaLe Lhe mlnd. 1he ldloL, who doesn'L undersLand Lhe slgn uC nC1 C8CSS on Lhe sldewalk,
crosses Lhe sLreeL and, Lhereby, meeLs hls doom whlle dolng so. 1he deranged ln a menLal
lnsLlLuLlon scrlbbles osemlc wrlLlng on a scrap of paper. 1hls lnsLance, however, Lhe Lables are
Lurned-lL ls now Lhe reader who do noL undersLand a slngle word". 1he oct of teoJloq
becomes a worLhless Lool when Lhe reader ls confronLed wlLh an allen calllgraphy. 1o declpher
even one characLer would be fuLlle and absurd. 1hls-among oLhers-ls one of Lhe ma[or
llmlLaLlons of readlng. !

1rue 8omanLlcs
l. clelo Aqoootlo

1he phone dld noL rlng. uemeLrlo MarLlnez dld noL wake up from a dream he could noL
remember.
Pe dldn'L geL up on Lhe bed, answer Lhe call, and walk ouL of Lhe room. 1here was no lrench
omeleL shaped llke a hearL on Lhe Lable. 1here were no sauLeed sausages and Amerlcan bacon.
Pe dldn'L slL on Lhe Lable and eaL wlLh Marla, hls llve-ln parLner for seven years. She wasn'L even
Lhere ln Lhe dlnlng room. She was noL Lalklng Lo hlm when she sald, l'm sorry, uem, buL l couldn'L
bear Lhe welghL of Lhls relaLlonshlp anymore. 1hls love ls a flasco." Cf course, she dldn'L use Lhe
word flosco ln her nonexlsLenL speech. She dldn'L cry ln fronL of hlm elLher, and he, on hls parL,
dldn'L Lry Lo beg, Lo console, Lo ask for her forglveness. 1hese words never came ouL of hls mouLh:
lease glve me a chance, Marla. !usL one more chance Lo paLch Lhlngs up, Lo make amends, Lo
recLlfy Lhe mlsLakes l've done." 1hey dldn'L look lnLo each oLher's eyes, embrace for a long Llme,
klss, and have sex on Lhe Lable. 1hey dldn'L care abouL Lhe Lhlngs LhaL dldn'L fall: plaLes, spoons,
forks, glasses . . . 1hey dldn'L perform any klnd of foreplay. no llcklng Lhe LlLs, no cunnlllngus, no
fellaLlo. 1hey dldn'L do Lhe v-poslLlon, Lhen Lhe doggy-sLyle, Lhe buLLerfly, Lhe cowglrl, or even Lhe
mlsslonary poslLlon. Pe dldn'L suggesL Lo her Lhe 69. 1hey dldn'L gasp ouL loud obs and obs and
come LogeLher and whlsper Lhelr l-love-yoos before gradually loslng consclousness-as lf LeeLerlng
on Lhe edge of a preclplce-and Lhen falllng lnLo a deep slumber. !






MoLher
kltsteo Noboo

MoLher, why are you
ln Lhe mlrror as l brush my halr?
MoLher, you're ln my halr. My eyes,
My llps, my blood. ?ou're long dead
And gone, MoLher. 1hese hands are noL yours,

1hey could never be yours. MoLher, why do l speak
?our words? l have cuL ouL your Longue
A long Llme ago. MoLher, your eyes were noL
As brown as mlne. ?our llps were noL as pale,
?our blood was noL as cold. Why do l seek

?ou, MoLher? Why do l grope ln Lhe dark,
ln Lhe darkness of your room where you lefL
A llngerlng presence, where you floaLed llke a wlLch.
1here was no broom, buL a chalr and a rope-l remember.

Ch l remember, MoLher. Pow could l forgeL?
When ln Lhe mlrror as l brush my halr
lL ls you LhaL l see? When l look lnslde myself
1here are Lraces of you ln me?


Cursed
kltsteo Noboo

Cld age, l'm afrald
l won'L make lL.

l see Lhe slgns
And hear Lhem, aL nlghL.

Llke a kamlkaze moLh
uesLlned Lo Lhe lamp.

1he calendar on Lhe wall
Always remlnds me of lL. And my blrLhday

And Lhe blrLhdays yeL Lo come. 1hey remlnd me
Cf whaL's Lo come-and lL wlll come.

Ch, l could Lell. Seven more years
unLll Lhe caravan arrlves ln Lown.

1here's no survlvlng Lhls ordeal.
lL's ln Lhe blood, my cross Lo bear.



1he knoL's been Lled Lo lLs Lall,
1he leash ls worn Lhreadbare.

Seven more years unLll Lhe clrcus
Arrlves ln Lown. 1hen l wlll be Lhe one

Cn Lhe LlghLrope. 1he conLorLlonlsL,
Mlss Lrapeze arLlsL and clown,

And Lhe glrl [uggllng Lhe flames.
l wlll be all of Lhem.

Lvery new ?ear's Lve
l feel closer Lo Lhe plL.

lf uecember's a chlll,
1hen mlne's a wlnLer hell:

8locks of lce, manslons, casLles,
l llve lnslde a glacler llke a feLus.

8orn of Lhe cold,
l would noL slnk-

8uL never could l swlm ashore
AgalnsL Lhe currenL of Lhe sln.
ulrLy Work
neoty Mottlo Abooqqoo

1hey cornered Lhe hunchback ln a dlm-llL alley on de La MonLana SLreeL whlch leads
lnLo barrlo !uan Seno-one of Lhe mosL noLorlous places when lL comes Lo Lhe prollferaLlon of
lllegal drugs. 1wo scalawags: 01 Chrls 1lu and hls senlor offlcer, 8eglne 1olenLlno.
Long Llme, no see," 1lu sald Lo Lhe poor oddlLy. Pow's lL golng, buddy?"
!unle, Lhe hunchback, was shaklng llke Lhe lasL leaf of a crooked Lree.
lrlsk LhaL fucker," 1olenLlno sald Lo 1lu. l know Lhere's drugs ln Lhose pockeLs somewhere."
1he rookle cop smlled. 8eady as always Lo planL Lhe evldence.
lease, slr, l [usL came ouL of prlson lasL week," Lhe hunchback sald. lleose. use me as balL
lnsLead. l'll hook you a blg flsh."
A blg one, you say?" 1olenLlno sald.
?es, yes," !unle sald.
All rlghL. LeL's go," Lhe senlor offlcer sald.

1hey followed !unle on narrow paLhways LhaL crlsscrossed here and Lhere. 1he Lwo looked llke a
couple of dope heads lf noL for Lhe proLrudlng guns fasLen on Lhelr belLs. SLray dogs barked aL
Lhem, Lhey spaL phlegm on Lhe anlmals ln reLurn. When a group of estomboy saw Lhem, Lhey all
scurrled and scampered away llke mlce . . .

!unle knocked Lhe password on Lhe door of 8renda's bungalow.
Who's Lhere?" Lhe woman asked.
lL's me, !unle," Lhe hunchback replled.
As soon as she opened lL, Lhe Lwo cops-hldden ln a dark curb-sprung lnLo acLlon and klcked !unle
ouL of Lhe way, breaklng a rlb ln Lhe process. Culckly, Lhey polnLed Lwo .43 callber plsLols on
8renda's face.
SLep aslde, blotcb! ?ou're under fucklng arresL!"
1he woman Lurned pale and froze ln place.
1hey enLered Lhe house and conflscaLed Len grams of meLh, a pack of weed, and caughL Lhree
sklnny dellnquenLs playlng tooq-lts afLer a sesslon. 1hey cuffed Lhem and Look Lhelr money and
oLher possesslons. lL Look Lhem flve mlnuLes Lo do Lhls whole acL as lf Lhey were [usL on an exerclse
drlll ln Lhe camp.
1hen Lhey hooked 8renda for more dough.
LlLher Lhls geLs reporLed or you pay Lhe amounL," 1olenLlno sald Lo Lhe woman who was sLlll ln a
sLaLe of shock. 1hen he added hls favorlLe llne Lo puL Lhe lclng on Lhe cake: 8ecause, as we speak,
my parLner ls already dlallng Lhe numbers for SunsLar ually."
8renda suddenly walled llke a newborn [usL slapped on Lhe buLL. She kepL noddlng and noddlng her
round, fraglle, llLLle head.
Cood glrl," 1olenLlno sald. now shuL Lhe fuck up." !












Lxorclsms
cbeeoo u. loffy

l sLarLed wrlLlng and Lhe resulL was someLhlng unreadable."
-MlrLha uermlsache



l?l SLC1lCn

uo you know whaL a bollto ls?

A mecboolcol Jevlce. lt bos tbls smoll electtlc motot wltb tbls locteJlble compoooJ qeot tbot
tettleves o steel coble. 8ottety Jtlveo. 1be coble ls moJe oot of some ooboly olloy, olmost
lmposslble to cot lt, ooJ lts oo o loop, ooJ yoo come op bebloJ tbe qoy ooJ Jtop lt ovet bls beoJ
ooJ poll tbe ftee eoJ of tbe coble tlqbt ooJ wolk owoy. No ooe eveo sees yoo. lollloq tbe coble
octlvotes tbe motot ooJ tbe ooose stotts to tlqbteo ooJ lt cootlooes to tlqbteo ootll lt qoes to
zeto . . . lt cots tbe qoys beoJ off . . . now looq Joes lt toke? . . . 1btee, foot mlootes. llve,
moybe . . .uepeoJloq oo yoot collot slze . . . 1be wlte cots tbtooqb tbe cototlJ ottetles ooJ
sptoys blooJ oll ovet tbe spectotots ooJ evetyboJy qoes bome . . .
-Cormac McCarLhy, 1he Counselor


















AugusL 2014 1he Manual lssue no. 2





Jltot: Cu 8orden Asslstoot Jltot: Cheeno de Luffy coottlbotots: Corlo LulslLo 8urgos, Mr. eLer
1an, klrsLen nabua, and 01 Penry MarLln Abanggan. covet lllosttotloo: 1he 8aLman ln Lhe Plgh
CasLle by Mlguel Sy (a 6-year-old kld). All conLenLs 2014 1be Mooool and lLs conLrlbuLors.




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