Epilogue - he will always and always be the most hated human being in my life. He died in October 13 2001 because of heart failure. while some mourn and pray i  felt some kind of happiness will looking at his his motionless face the 24 years of tyranny has been finally over. On this site for the first time i will unlock some awful things  this man did and some exceptionally happy times i had with my mother. From a loving mother to a deviish father who cares for nothing except obedience, sex, misery to his twisted minds he is always correct and how sex has destroy so many families and some of his children who are now on their 30-40's still hunted from the era of tyranny.

In the beggining - i was born on sunday september 25 1977 in angeles city pampanga philippines but my birth certificate date is 07.28.77. I was baptized as Niño Ibe Gomez by my mother but it was later change to rex max ibe gomez by my father. from my early years till 10 years old im a lonely, sullen kid. i like playing war games, with my allowance of 2.50 Pesos a day  i buy toy soldiers, cartoon superhero (Voltes V, Voltron, Diamos, Thundercats, Silver Hawks, Macros, He-Man etc.) and doesn't care if i'll get hungry. i would play whole day long or I would draw robots,ships etc in front of our house. making my own comic books on the soil or in notebooks and show it to my elementary class mates and they would love to see the drawing. one of my self made comic books is ARMADA i think i made almost 10-15 saga (but the text and drawing i would say are still childish) the hero is Ace Mccloud i dont know were i got the name but that's my hero and I also draw exrated comics.

My mother maxima santos ibe gomez (birth 11.14.1939) is always by my side and telling that some day i would be better than my older brother nikita mao ibe gomez (my father got the nikita from the President of the U.S.S.R Nikita Kruschev and Mao for the Chinese Communist Mao Zedong) then my older sister costa ibe gomez and then my younger sister malta ibe gomez. we have some weird nicknames too  nikki- is maotsotong, costa- is dutong or tabtab, me bato or nyok-nyok and malta - booboo or bulolong. my mother is a very thin, pale and has a heath ailment since she was at her 20's. that's why she got a irregular beating of her hearth. they said she got married once but they didn't got along and they seperate with out a child. I've still remember the caring and loving she always gives to us. she does't complain how many she washed or how so lazy are we. nikki is a terror (he is 10-11 years older than me) his so big so when he got mad at me and costa he spank us and i hate it.

costa is my mortal enemy in playing we always fight for toys. malta's the mama's girls she's always at my mother side. nikki is the black sheep. we live at 4009 ( former number is 21) richtofen st hensonville subdivision angeles city philippines. costa and i used to play sex but i still don't know  how. and our neighbor fairylyn (but i did'nt able to screw her). my child friends are rolando "jojo" salunga, jay "junning" amisola and jimlee macapagal our neighbor.

i started going to school at sta teresita elementary school a few block from my home. in my first day of school in june 1984 i broke my pencil and got to scared and went home and shitted at the riverside. my teacher were grade 1 mrs villanueva, grade 2 mrs santiago (gardening at the back of school), grade 3 mrs de leon (where i said to my teacher that my b-day is december 25 x-mas day thats what my cousin told me (agnes ibe) i fought  3 kids because of agnes we crawled in a railway bridge (50 ft high) because some kids want to hit my cousin), grade 4 pabalan who really likes me (as a child) on this year i join the cab scoute at school and slept their. grade 5 mrs austria my teacher asked me all about the gods and i write my name God rex max gomez and here mirasol my classmate said that she likes me. i got addicted to video games super mario, star wars bublee bee etc. grade 6 jennifer and elaine and eleanor and michelle i started to like girls.

Costa help me enrolled at angeles city high school my first year first teacher was mrs tablada im her favorate co'z i excel at her science class class mate marcos, pia, felife,noel, joan, ricardo, armando etc my first girlfriend is rosanna i was'nt screw her co'z. second year is mrs caligagan my class mate are estabillo, angelo dela cruz, elmer, richard etc (crush miss regina mignon bognot) i was'nt able to finish this year because of extreme family problem . second year again! at sto tomas high school i made some bad things in school but my teacher said im a very inteligent student even im not studying my lesson, i can even beat our first honor if only i would study (Almost all my teacher from primary to secondary comment that i would reach the honorable rank if only i would study my lesson, but i still asked my self until this time why im lazy studying) in 12 month i have fight several people first for jesting with my coworker in a pot manufacturing, second making fun with my female classmate touching her buttocks (her two cousin againts me) and the third protecting my classmates from a gang and hit my former enemy in sto. tomas people my age are hostile to  new comers. i also went with my auntie ising egg distribtion at pangasinan, zambales and la union. i had fun with my second girl friend liza at their boss house, garage and even at the cemetary and one girl i cant remember. but before the start of class i went to lubao pampanga to my auntie's (mother side) and i think stayed for 1 week and meet josie and she said she likes me but i was unable to return their. in this year 1993 started to understand hunger (but ill tell this story later) i got seperate from my mother and sister i live with my aunt gay with her mother. but im too lazy so they asked me to leave in the lower part of the house. my mother would cary my food in the afternoon and that will be till evening. my mother became the cook in my other auntie's house and costa became a maid. my mother salary's is our allowance. in this municipality every rainy days the water rises to 3-4 feet deep. nikki went to cavite (souther part of luzon, philippines) to work but he did'nt send money to my mother. im to scared to sleep cause for the first time in my life im alone. sometimes im so hungry eating hopia all day. but at the back of the house i found the house full of books, magazine etc. and started reading history, geography, bible etc anything that interest me. but what interest me most is world war II ( warships, jets, tanks etc)

Death- after almost one and a half year in sto tomas, because of worsening situation of my mother (got sick) living at my aunts house (cleaning, cooking etc) ,  in april 1993 we return back to angeles (my mother, malta and i, costa still living at sto tomas working with my aunt and nikki still working at cavite) we live first at her sisters house (aunt baby). my mother and i work at a sweet peanut factory (locally called "panochia") on my first salary i gave it all to my  mother. but living with my aunties house is not a good option cause she always complain. then my uncle ponting told my mother that their is a house in marisol (angeles proper) that needs a caretaker and we will get paid living their. my mother approved it, the house is a 70's styled house and i think their are 5 rooms. we live their cooking from a wood stove, cleaning the house and sleeping in the floor. their is no light so at the strike of 6 pm malta and i are ready to sleep. my mother has plan that malta and i will goto school in june, 1993. one's my brother came and instead of giving money to my mother he even asked some money. in that flagellant week was one of the chilling day i ever have.

for one week we live their but the owner told my mother that she would pay us, so we return back to my aunties house (baby) because of near starvation my mother asked money from my falther. so my father gave some money and said we should return home at richtofen st. but we must wait for rentler to move out first. one night my mother felt that she have a fever. she slept early (at the floor) my mother always takes medicine for her heart but for sometimes she didn't. while we my uncle sito, malta and some cousins watch t.v. i''m always looking at her sad face (sunken cheeks) while watching. on the following day while i pack our sheet in floor, i told my mother it's morning but she didn't replay, called some people and try to wake her but she just moun. and she is stiff like a log, we called a tricycle and malta called my father in the other barangay (other area) my uncle carried while im still shock by this unbelievable events. i didn't go with them in the hospital, my father soon came and tag along, i learn that angeles city general hospital don't have the nessesarity equipment so they brought her to san fernando (capital of pampanga) at the provincional hospital, and my father asked my cousin (Doctor Zenaida Lising) to treat my mother cause she's her doctor. they told me that she talk foolishly like a child, the stroke has cause some brain effect (costa's heard the news and she's the one who's looking after my mother in the hospital). I think on the the third day malta and i went to san fernando to see my mother and i saw her full of tube and she hardly recognized me. she so pale and thin i can't hardly look at her. costa told me she's delirious last night and looking for nikki but nikki doesn'tt know yet that my mother is on the hospital. a nurse came with a plastic tube i think 3 ft long and the nurse asked us to hold her hands and she started sliding it to her nostril i can't look at the horror and pain of my mother, she's resisting us even she's half conscious i want to let go but she must take some food. after the tuber reach the stomach the nurse pour some milk (in can) on the end of the tube. her jaws are lock tight that's why the food was being slid to her nostril. Dr Lising is there and I learn from her afterwards that since the night she's has fever,  she is already comatose. malta and i went home afterwards we were still sleeping at our aunt place (at the floor).

on april 18, 1993 sunday before i went to sleep i prayed to God " please make my mother well again and i'll to the home choir for her". i think at 3:00 a..m. sleeping beside my uncle in the floor i felt a force strong wind forced me to stand instantly and after a brief moment a tricyle motor arrived pronouncing that my mother is dead. i felt numb for a few hours while my uncle and i went to san fernando to get her body. costa's still shock they told me she went hysterical at the hospital. we boarded a ambulance and head for angeles, my mother was covered with a bag.i think san fernando to angeles is 20 km, we directly went to a funeral parlor  in angeles and my father stayed while we (me and my uncle) went home. the news spread like flames my aunties at lubao, santo tomas and every relatives who known the news came. and nikki received the news by telegraph. i think on the third day she was buried. her remains are in holy rosary memorial park, angeles city.

 Hunger Years - (1993-2000)