Monday, May 01, 2006

haha...moved

moved blogsite...di na kasi maayos tingnan to e...e2: delicate-anonymity.blogspot.com
un lng! bii

Saturday, April 15, 2006

ikatlong tula ko....

Pag-ibig,
akala ko andyan ka?
Pag-asa,
akala ko andyan ka?
Lirang,
akala ko andyan ka?
Kaputol,
akala ko andyan ka?
Mali pala, ako nalang
at ako ang natira

Hindi kita makita
Hindi ka ba pwedeng
manatali dito, dito
sa tabi ko.

Magpakailanman na
galak, iyong sinama
nang mawala ka
nang iniwan mo ko.

Ngayon ang mga
kaibigan ko't ksama,
eto sila:
kasakitan,
kalungkutan,
galit,
at walang hangganang
kamatayan...

Bakit?
Ikaw nga ba ang
tumiwalag o lumisan?
Ako ba ang trumaydor o
Ikaw ay nagsawa lamang
Ako ba ang hwumasak?
Ako ba ang masama?
Ako ba ang may sala,
iyong magpakailanman
na paglisan?

Oo, ako...
ako ang sumuko,
ako ang naduwag,
ako ang nagtago,
ako ang tumakbo,
ako, ako, ako...

Hindi ko naisip,
ikaw lamang at ikaw
ang tumanggap ng ligaw,
ang nagmahal ng buo,
ang nagasikaso ng todo
ang nandyan sa bingid ng
gulo, kahirapan, at dugo...

Ako sana'y patawarin.
Ngayo'y ako'y nawawalan
Hindi na ako magtatagal.
patawad, paalam, pasensya.
Ako'y nagdudusa na.
Ako ay unti-unti ng
namamatay, nangangalay,
nangagalay na manatali,
sa mundo ng sakit at dilim,
sa mundo ng mga nilalang.
Paalam lirang...

Friday, April 07, 2006

Rescue

I will follow you....You are the source of life....I can't be left behind....I need you Jesus....Come to my rescue....Where else can i go?....This world has nothing for me....

*sigh
tingin sa langit
ngiti

Thursday, February 23, 2006

. . .

it's amazing how fast someone's character & outlook can change within a part of one's lifetime. I think it's ironic. Well, for me it is. I'm not sure I'm changing for the best, I'm not sure if I'm still me. I don't recall myself being this different. I'm really confused right now. I miss my life. ("yo! get a life" literally). Is this what my friend says "insecure"? Yeah! Maybe it is. Yeah, it is.

Commonplace

*sigh. Where in the world is my commonplace life going to in this commonplace country. Commonplace lifestyle. Commonplace living of routing. I wake up in the morning. I take a bath. Go to school. Take all my classes. Go home. Do homework. Draw manga or read novels. Sleep. And then, guess what? Yeah! Your pretty smart. The cirlce starts again. I know, this is what most people's life routine's are. But. . .I don't remember myself being this empty. Yes, before. Before i was never bored. Always happy. I feel fulfilled. Our pastor told us that there is this God-sized hole in our lives. Yeah. It's true. I need God in my lives. Yeah, that's true. That's what I'm developing in my life now. Yeah. It's true. But. . .I still need a friend. Someone whom I can confide in, someone whom I am sure I can lean on, someone there for me. I know that God can give me all of these. But. . .I'm not in that level of Christianity yet. I don't know. It's just really hard for me. I'm confused. I'm very confused. Will you help me?

Monday, February 13, 2006

up for editing. . .

pag-ibig ko sayo

andito ko, nagbabantay sa iyo
patagung nagmamasid,
sa isang prinsesang
gaya mo

manhid na katauhan ko,
di ko mailabas,
di ko maipakita
tagos sa puso
tingin mo dito
sa isang makata
umiibig sayo
sukdulan na pagliliyab
ng pagmamahal

di malimut na ngiti
laman ng isipan
bakit di kita malimutan?
bakit kita pinaniniwalaan?
ewan, basta
ang kelangan ko lang malaman
mahal kita,
yun lang. tama na.

Nudging the Balance

Nudge the Balance
===============

A 91-year-old woman died after living a very long dignified
life. When she met God, she asked Him something that had really bothered her for a very long time. "If Man was created in God's image, and if all men are created equal, why do people treat each other so badly?"

God replied that each person who enters our life has a unique
lesson to teach us. It is only through these lessons that we
learn about life, people and our relationships with God.
This confused the woman, so God began to explain:

"When someone lies to you, it teaches you that things are not
always what they seem. The truth is often far beneath the
surface. Look beyond the masks people wear if you want to know
what is in their hearts. Remove your own masks to let people
know who you really are.

When someone steals from you it teaches you that nothing is
forever. Always appreciate what you have. You never know when
you might lose it. Never take your friends or family for
granted, because today and sometimes only this very moment is
the only guarantee you may have.

When someone inflicts injury upon you, it teaches you that the
human state is a very fragile one. Protect and take care of
your body as best as you can, it's the one thing that you are
sure to have forever.

When someone mocks you, it teaches you that no two people are
alike. When you encounter people who are different from you, do not judge them by how they look or act, instead base it on the contents of what is in their hearts.

When someone breaks your heart, it teaches you that loving
someone does not always mean that the person will love you
back. But don't turn your back on love, because when you find
the right person, the joy that one person brings you will make
up for all of your past hurts. Times a thousand fold.

When someone holds a grudge against you, it teaches you that
everyone makes mistakes. When you are wronged, the most
virtuous thing you can do is forgive the offender without
pretense. Forgiving those who have hurt us is often the most
difficult and painful of life's experiences, but it is also the
most courageous thing a person can do.

When a loved one is unfaithful to you, it teaches you that
resisting temptation is Man's greatest challenge. Be vigilant
in your resistance against all temptations. By doing so, you
will be rewarded with an enduring sense of satisfaction far
greater than the temporary pleasure by which you were tempted.

When someone cheats you, it teaches you that greed is the root of all evil. Aspire to make your dreams come true, no matter
how lofty they may be. Do not feel guilty about your success,
but never let an obsession with achieving your goals lead you to engage in malevolent activities.

When someone ridicules you, it teaches you that nobody is
perfect. Accept people for their merits and be tolerant of
their flaws. Do not ever reject someone for imperfections over
which they have no control."

Upon hearing the Lord's wisdom, the old woman became concerned
that there are no lessons to be learned from man's good deeds.
God replied that Man's capacity to love is the greatest gift He
has. At the root of kindness and love, and each act of love
also teaches us a lesson.
The woman's curiosity deepened.
God, once again began to explain:

"When someone loves us, it teaches us love, kindness, charity,
honesty, humility, forgiveness, acceptance, and all of these can counteract all the evil in the world. For every good deed,
there is one evil deed. Man alone has the power to control the
balance between good and evil, but because the lessons of love
are not taught often enough, the power is too often abused.

When you enter someone's life, whether by plan, chance or
coincidence, consider what your lesson will be. Will you teach
love or a harsh lesson of reality? When you die, will your life have resulted in more loving or more hurting? More comfort or more pain? More joy or more sadness? Each one of us has the power over the balance of the love in the world.
Use it wisely!"

Don't miss an opportunity to nudge the world's scale in the
right direction!

Pass this lesson of love on to those you love and those you have hurt, and those that have hurt you, hopefully with each person that receives this, there will be far less evil and a great deal more love!

~Author Unknown~

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

lol. . .wrong color den?




Your Blog Should Be Red



Your blog is full of intensity and passion.

You are very opinionated - and people love or hate you for it.

You have the potential to be both a famous and infamous blogger.

yeah. . .how did u know?




Your Love Life Secrets Are



Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.



You've been deeply wounded in the past, and you're still recovering from that hurt.



You prefer a quirky, unique person to be your lover. You're easy going about who you're with, as long as they love you back.



In fights, you love to debate and defend yourself. You logic prevails - or at least you'd like to think so.



Break-ups can be painful for you, but you never show it. You hold your head high.

Saturday, January 21, 2006

. . .y is it that results always say i won't last in a relationship. . .dat's WRONG




Your Life Path Number is 5



Your purpose in life is to life freely and collect experiences.



You love life - new adventures, new people, new ideas.

You are very curious, and you crave novelty in all forms.

You tend to make friends easily, and you enjoy the company of all types of people.



In love, you are fun and even a bit intoxicating. But you won't stick around for long.



You are impulsive and spontaneous - which sometimes leads you to do things you regret.

Sometimes you can be overindulgent with food, sex, or drugs.

You have many talents, so many that you are often scattered and unfocused.

really? yeah really. . .




What Your Face Says



At first glance, people see you as confident and determined.



Overall, your true self is passive and thoughtful.



With friends, you seem dramatic, lively, and quick to react.



In love, you seem mysterious and interesting.



In stressful situation, you seem like you're oblivious to the stress.

Friday, January 20, 2006

unsatisfied

People never get satisfied, huh? I am from the Philippines. A small country in southeast Asia. Now, I live in Canada. A country just above the U.S.A. I have been living here since August and have been trying to adjust my life here. Living here is kinda boring. No offence. But when compared to the life I had in the Philippines, this country seems to pale in comparison. One thing I also noticed was that people here seem to complain about things that never does need much improvement. Health care, government, shoot-outs, robberies, drug crap. Believe me, that is nothing to be complained of when you try living in my homeland. Health care? We hadn't had the faintest idea what the hell that was. Government? Your government seems heaven-sent compared to ours. You think you got issues with taxes? Your stupid. Do you know that we pay irrelevant taxes in our country and we feel like we're throwing away our future while paying these taxes. We see nothing blossoming from these monies that we pay. None of the benefits you recieve here is persent in our country. Shoot-outs are a part of our lives there. And it depends whether you are prominent enough to call the attention of the news or you are too "unfamous" that killing you would rarely make front page. Oh! You think your car money has been stolen? Try your bank account emptied by someone unknown. Drugs? You think you got problems? Think again. Why do you keep complaining? Aren't you happy that you experience a life so good here that to us it almost seems like a vacation? Have you compared what you are experiencing to what the Americans, the Russians or the countries in war?
Be satisfied with what you have. . .And remember. . .You can't have everything. . .This is Earth. . .not heaven

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Life, Part II

Wow. . .The past year has gone through me like a breeze. A lot has happened in my life. So much was it that it would be considered absurd to say that this events will not affect who i am and who i will be.
The past year, I met great friends, I was given a glimpse of the "outside" . It actually started last year. The friendship. . .and of course, there was some conflicts. And you know what? That's life man. And u just got to be mature enough and fix anything, obliterate any obstacle that you may face. . .and sometimes, you'll get hurt so badly, you'll wonder why in the world can't it be the same. Why does it have to end up like this? You know, these things are outcomes we have no control over. . .like it or not. History, of course, has a tendency to be redundant. The only way you can avoid it happening again - assuming you don't want it to happen again - is to mature from your mistakes. To consider past as past. To look back but never dwelling on it. . .
Also, the transition from my home to somethign so foreign was so much of a shock. Yeah, I'm 14! So? Yeah, I'm young! So? I found some friends there whom I am absolutely certain I can trust. I can divulge secrets to them. . .knowing they will never betray. . .I love my country - The Seven Thousand, One Hundred and Seven Islands of the Philippines. Leaving it almost was unbearable. ASk my parents that when they were packing boxes. . .i wouldn't really help. . .i want to be left there, in my native soil. Ask them what i did during that time. I was in my room, buried in books. Absolutely withdrawn. Writing in my journal (I lost it unfortunately, during the flight). Watching TV till 3. Only appearing to eat then will magically disappear. Most of the time, I was like that. I never did want to accept the fact that I'm already leaving. But, if that's where God wants me to be, then sure, why not? I tell you this, everyone, everything in this world has a purpose. Every event is there for something that will help you mature, spiritually or mentally. Your physical body is nothing more than a case holding the purest inside, the human soul.
Not having someone who will know what I'm talking about when I say something and not having someone to trust with something was unbearable for me. I kinda became a loner. . .at that time. . .i didn't see me in me. I saw someone wholly different from who I was before. But hey! I am so thankful that it's all in the past now. I am so thankful that I am starting to adjust now in my new environment - with the help of God and excellent friends. Thank you!!! =D

novel in progress. . .

YEY! i'm actually writing a novel! I want to finish it. I want to put my thoughts in writing. . .to share something. . .to share my thoughts. . .and get a response. . .brutally honest. . .extensively beneficial .
Oh well. . .
Genre's romance. . .
I think it's pretty good. . .please tell me what u think. . .i would REALLY appreciate feedback. . .anyways. . .it's still in the works and haven't put it down on MS word YET. . .
website url is www.fictionpress.com
pen name is maverick09

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

nvm




Your Love Element Is Fire



In love, you are a true listener and totally present.

For you, love is all about feeling more alive than you've ever felt.



You attract others with your joy and passion.

Your flirting style is defined by your strong ability to communicate.



Fun and play are the cornerstones of your love life.

And while your flame may burn too brightly, it's part of your appeal.



You connect best with: Wood



Avoid: Water



You and another Fire element: will likely burn out quickly

YEAH, too bad. w/e. . . :(




How You Life Your Life



You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.

You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.

You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences.

You tend to always dream of things within reach - and you usually get them.

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

man. . .

"masaya na ko kasi nandyan ka"
"xenxia. . .di kita malimutan eh"
"bakit kaya ang pag-ibig kayang pagtagumpayan ang kahit ano?"
"bakit kaya kelangan natin na maghiganti ngayong alam natin na wala itong mababagong kahit ano?"
"bakit tayo umiibig?"
"bakit konti lang ang mga tao sa mundo na talagang masaya sa kanilang mga buhay?"
"possible kayang umibig ang prinsesa sa isang maralita?"
"bakit ang buhay natin ay madaling maligaw? at kung naligaw ka na ay di ka na makakarating sa paraiso?"
"anong pakiramdam ng umiibig?"
"masaya kayang maging tanyag?"
"bakit ang ibang tao itingatago nila kung sino talaga sila para lamang sa isang tao?"
"ano kaya ang mangyayari sa minamahal kong Pilipinas?"
"ano ang nangyayari sa mga nasasawi?"

PERO sa lahat ng mga katanungan na ito. . .di ko na kelangan malaman ung sagot. . .kasi ma mga kaibigan ako na nagpapasaya sa kin. . .at kahit anong mangyari alam ko na may mga taong nandyan lang. . .ang tamis at ang pait ng buhay. . .nakakatuwa

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

wow, this is me, i took a psychology test:

INFP

creative, smart, idealist, loner, attracted to sad things, disorganized, avoidant, can be overwhelmed by unpleasant feelings, prone to quitting, prone to feelings of loneliness, ambivalent of the rules, solitary, daydreams about people to maintain a sense of closeness, focus on fantasies, acts without planning, low self confidence, emotionally moody, can feel defective, prone to lateness, likes esoteric things, wounded at the core, feels shame, frequently losing things, prone to sadness, prone to dreaming about a rescuer, disorderly, observer, easily distracted, does not like crowds, can act without thinking, private, can feel uncomfortable around others, familiar with the darkside, hermit, more likely to support marijuana legalization, can sabotage self, likes the rain, sometimes can't control fearful thoughts, prone to crying, prone to regret, attracted to the counter culture, can be submissive, prone to feeling discouraged, frequently second guesses self, not punctual, not always prepared, can feel victimized, prone to confusion, prone to irresponsibility, can be pessimistic

favored careers:

poet, painter, freelance artist, musician, writer, art therapist, teacher (art, music, drama), songwriter, art historian, library assistant, composer, work in the perfoming arts, art curator, playwrite, bookseller, cartoonist, video editor, photographer, philosopher, record store owner, digital artist, cinematographer, costume designer, film producer, philosophy professor, librarian, music therapist, enviromentalist, movie director, activist, bookstore owner, filmmaker

Thursday, December 08, 2005

LOL!!! cool!




Your Personality Profile



You are dreamy, peaceful, and young at heart.

Optimistic and caring, you tend to see the best in people.

You tend to be always smiling - and making others smile.



You are shy and intelligent... and a very hard worker.

You're also funny, but many people don't see your funny side.

Your subtle dry humor leaves your close friends in stitches.

wow. . .




Slow and Steady



Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.



They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.



It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.



They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.

Monday, December 05, 2005

Questions

These are the questions that I would want my friends to answer. I have asked them (most of them) on my previous friends, but it seems I am more of a foreigner here because of my intense feeling of paranoia. I don't know but as much as I want to tell them something, I couldn't someone enough courage and trust because I'm thinking that they won't like what i say and might exacerbate the friendship situation. Maybe, they don't like me being too seious or too emotional because they barely know me or because they haven't accepted or acknowloedged me as their friend (the absolute definition of the word, deep down, no pretentions). So, I end up keeping things to myself and ignoring my feelings. I know, it'll take time for us to really be friends. I KNOW, okay. The thought is painful and lonely enough.
Well, here's the list:
Please, I ask you to look me in the eye and answer me candidly.
Are you really my friend? (This is my way of finding out if you are lying or something)
Do you want something about me that you want to be changed? (One's answer will tell me about how he/she thinks about me)
Do you trust me?
Do you love me (as your friend)?
Can I tell you my secrets?
Can you protect me?
Can I trust you?
Are you comfortable with me?
Are you bored when you're with me?
Am I am bad listener?
Am I too boring or weird to possibly be your "friend"?
Will you DIE for me? (if i ask you this, it means I am willing to give mine for yours)
I know it won't be answered till about a year and till then i will have to depend on my knowledge of body language (extremely limited) and so far, I don't like the results that much. I hope I'm wrong. Too bad cause I already love you. . .

Thursday, November 24, 2005

WOW! that's cool

Advanced Global Personality Test Results
Extraversion |||||||||| 36%
Stability |||||||||||| 50%
Orderliness |||| 16%
Accommodation |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Interdependence |||||||||||||| 56%
Intellectual |||||||||||||||| 63%
Mystical |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Artistic |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Religious |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Hedonism || 10%
Materialism |||||| 30%
Narcissism |||||||||||| 43%
Adventurousness |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Work ethic |||||||||||||| 56%
Self absorbed |||||||||||||||| 63%
Conflict seeking |||| 16%
Need to dominate |||||||||||||||| 70%
Romantic |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Avoidant |||||||||| 36%
Anti-authority |||||| 23%
Wealth |||||||||||||| 56%
Dependency |||||||||| 36%
Change averse |||||||||||| 43%
Cautiousness |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Individuality |||||||||||| 50%
Sexuality |||||||||||| 50%
Peter pan complex |||||||||| 36%
Physical security |||||||||||||||| 70%
Physical Fitness |||||| 30%
Histrionic |||||| 30%
Paranoia |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Vanity |||||||||||||| 56%
Hypersensitivity |||||||||||||||| 63%
Female cliche |||||| 30%
Take Free Advanced Global Personality Test
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Monday, November 21, 2005

Life, as it is.

I sit here in front of the computer. Reminiscing. Thinking about how it was. Reflecting. Isn't it ironic how something can have a massive impact on your life without you having no control over it whatsoever? Blaming yourself for something you know could never change in a century of existence and of hope. Wasting a life that should have been filled with joy, surrounded with friends. Friends that fill the void that was and never will be.
Love. What is this? What is this feeling? How does it feel? Can it be stopped? If not, can it be avoided? Do you want to avoid it? To stop it from coming? I don't. Though I don't know what it is, I don't care. What I care for is how nice it feels. How the ecstasy of love feels. How much pain one experience. How much agony to the point of suicidal feels "just" because of one person. Just because of the phrase: "Can we just be friends?" "No, we can't! You're my life! The sole joy in the existence of this loner wandering the depths of life, of existence not worth living if you may not be a part of it." "Sorry, but this is not a feasible choice and it would never be" "Feasible! Why would I care about something feasible! I don't care about being logical! I have fought what's logical for love. . . I have sacrificed everything for you. . ." "I'm so sorry." You know, those things. Leaving you breathless and enveloped in sadness. So that when you're there, it actually means something . Something you know you will cherish. Something you have been waiting for. Fulfillment and joy you have been dreaming when you tasted a bit of love's venom.
Is there such? An invisible force that controls our lives to what they or it thinks best or appropriate for the accumulated sins we have done over time. From our previous lives as debts or on our future selves for preparation. But, plans never work as they should, don't they. It often gets botched up by something spontaneous omitted from the calculation. Ultimately, we may never know. Why? Because of the the overt ignorance of humans. Of our overt denial of something to be true just because we cannot study it. Of our apparent denial of something that is so real but we nevertheless ignore because we cannot see it or touch it. We are fools. Our brains are the simplest. Our superiority, as we say it, is nothing in comparison to the vastness of the universe. We can never be able to process these things because of our harsh contradiction to spirituality but of our open arms to science. Can't you see that the more we know of our planet and beyond, the more haunting the questions about reality appears?
This is a part of a series. Hopefully, there's someone out there reading it. Thanks. . .

Kailangan Kita

Sa piling mo lang,
Nadarama ang tunay na pagsinta.
'Pag yakap kita ng mahigpit,
Parang ako'y nasa langit.

Minsan lang ako nakadama ng ganito
Pag-ibig na wagas at sadyang totoo
Nananabik itong aking puso

Kailangan kita, ngayon at kailanman
Kailangang mong malaman na ikaw lamang
Ang tangi kong minamahal
At tangi kong hiling ay makapiling ka lagi

Minsan lang ako nakadama ng ganito
Pagmamahal na hindi magbabago
At habang buhay na ipaglalaban ko

Kailangan kita, ngayon at kailanman
Kailangan mong malaman na ikaw lamang
Ang tangi kong minamahal
Ang lagi kong dinarasal

Kailangan kita, ngayon at kailanman
Kailangan mong malaman na ikaw lamang
Ang tangi kong minamahal

Kailangan kita, ngayon at kailanman

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Music

10.) Kailangan Kita ni Gary Valenciano
9.) Neon ng Spongecola
8.) Asa ng Southborder
7.) Jeepney ng Spongecola
6.) Closure ng Spongecola
5.) Jopay by Mayonnaise
4.) If The Feeling is Gone by Kyla
3.) Muli by ng Parokya ni Edgar
2.) Kung Wala Ka ng Hale
1.) Una ng Spongecola

I don't know but anyone, and i mean anyone, who has smiled warmly has always captivated my heart and my desire for him/her to be my friend. But, i'm really not that sociable. I am unable to break the awkward silence between conversations with new friends. This, I hate. I just don't know how to start a conversation. I just feel very uneasy. I hate it. Now, here in Canada, I have to start a friendship that is the same or at least close to the intimate, comfortable, happy friendship I had when I was still with my friends in the Philippines. Well, time has already passed. And there is no point regretting about the past. Faith is something i cannot meddle with. Humans have endless limitations.
Well, I'll have to go with the flow of time and follow the path where God wants me to be. I have to wait and see what will happen.

Monday, October 31, 2005

Friends

What are friends for? Can you live without them? If yes, will you be happy? Fulfilled? Complete? I know life, for most of us, is meaningless and oftentimes redundant-but friends gives you some sort of happiness, fulfills your desire of belonging, of being noticed and loved. A friend, wheter God (ALWAYS!!!!), a family member, a schoolmate, a neighbor, or whatever. They fill the void. If you're really their friend, you persevere to make them happy right? You understand each other. The greatest reward of friendship. You know someone who understands you and appreciates you. Is it not that if you hear critisations from your friend(s), you accept it easily rather than hear it from someone you barely knew. Why is that? Probably because you know that it is the critisation with love of someone who loves you and wants you to change for the better from the best that you are. Ever heard the saying "A friend's eye is a good mirror." It's good right? A friend sees you not like you see yourself. You may take yourself with obvious stuff that most people say to you. Your friend(s) doesn't see that. He sees you as the bestest best being that have ever happened to his life. Finding someone with similar interest(s) as his.
They are their to provide company and to give you a foundation of protection and a feeling of safety with their sheer presence. They are their to guide you and prevent you from wandering the walks of life. They are their to bring color in the every pages of your life. I know just memories of them kind of people makes me smile and say "How could you think that humanity is hopeless? We still have each other. That is more than enough."

Monday, October 24, 2005

lam ko corny pero. . .

excerpt sa "Can This Be Love?"
character #1 to Daisy: "Hay Naku! Kayong mga batang kayo! Bakit niyo ba sinasaktan ang inyong sarili!"
Sagot ko kung kasali ako sa storya: "Kasi po umibig at umiibig kami. Yun lang po ang tanging dahilan kung bakit ang sakit ay dinananas namin. Dahil kung yun lamang ang paraan para dumanas kami ng nawawalang kaligayahan, handa po kaming magdusa."

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Keys to my Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.

Power Color




Your Power Color Is Indigo



At Your Highest:



You are on a fast track to success - and others believe in you.



At Your Lowest:



You require a lot of attention and praise.



In Love:



You see people as how you want them to be, not as how they are.



How You're Attractive:



You're dramatic flair makes others see you as mysterious and romantic.



Your Eternal Question:



"Does This Work Into My Future Plans?"

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Friends

Can you live without your friends company? I know I can't. I value them (keep repeating this, hope they believe me) terribly. They are the foundation of my sanity. To not have at least 1 would, sooner or later, drive me mad. I don't know why. I just like being with the company of my friends. I know minsan (este, palagi pala) eh pamwisit ako, but you know, some unknown, indecipherable force drives me to make friends. Hopefully developing a relationship so intimate as was with my friends in the country I have fled (because of crap you already know of).
I have noticed my mood when I am not with them. When I haven't talk to them for a day, I feel miserable. My logic is affected and distracted by evil thoughts and schemes so unbearably inhumane. I feel so lonely, so alone. I brand myself "the lonely wolf". I know I'm not as outgoing or as spontaneuos as some of my friends are but the truth is I love their company. Though they may see me as extensively quiet during conversations or feel that I may not really take them seriously (though rarely, mut've misjudged, a common mhuman mistake), they're wrong. SO wrong.
I don't know. I just love the notion of someone being there with you to whom you can share your deepest secret. Someone who wouldn't laugh at you or shut you up. I once knew someone like that. But ironically and painfully, I have to leave her in the Philippines. I'll come back and find you. And while I'm waiting, I'll pray you won't change. . .

Monday, October 17, 2005

Christianity (Read further please, thank you!)

I believe in Jesus. I believe He is the way, the truth and the life. I believe he died for our sins. I believe he lived a perfect, sinless life here on earth. I believe in God and stand in awe and respect before Him. I know my relationship with Him is still "in-the-works" today but I'll get there. I don't have a religion. I have a relationship with God through Jesus with the aid of the Holy Spirit and that my friend is more than enough.
I read Rumours by Philip Yancey. The first chapter is as far as I have read as of now. It's pretty amazing. Such questions imposed on the book are the ones repeated by humanity from the age of humanists (Renaissance) to the Philosophers and writers of recent. He presents thoughts that answers most of the questions that disturbs most Christian believers of today's church. The resonating thoughts that provokes most followers to stray and sometimes lose their faith as more doubt is accumulated from the questions unanswered. Or are they? Natives of some country saw Magellan's frigate approach their island. They just continued with their daily lives. They continued fishing, farming, playing with their kids, etc. They thought it was just an apparition. The limits of their imaginations is the cause of this. We fail to see what is obvious because of the overly logical mindset we have. While reading this, I want you to look around you. Take in every sight you can. Isn't everything as miracle? Reflect the amazing beauty and perfection God has originally planned for us. You haven't realized that, haven't you? I thought so. We are so distracted by our daily, consistent, meaningless chasing of something or someone on our lives that we forget to stop and enjoy the life that we already have in front of us.
Questions? Like "Why is it that the world of now doesn't seem to be the world our heavenly Father created?" Why do you think so? I know words like "biased judgement, corruption, incapability, mortal sins, dissatisfaction of life standings and poverty" will always appear in all of your answers but these human issues are always complained of since the beginning of time. When the first man and woman walked the lands our God created. They wanted something more when they already have everything. When you have God in you, you already have everything. No one and nothing else is further needed. He alone will give you the salvation you have been pursuing for all your life. Only He will give you the security and happiness that you have admired from other solid believers. You know, when you could have sworn an unknown, ethereal force is working in your friend because of the problems he/she have surpassed with a smile. That force, my friend is the Holy Spirit. Go to a Bible-based church or ministry. Look around you. You will feel something that will touch you no matter what you are. Something that will revolutionize your life into something that is the best. I know, its the provoking feel of being a Christian, of following the Christian way of life. And I know its sometimes bumpy and exhillarating, but our pastor told us to think of the road as excessively exciting as we go around the rollercoaster of the Christian life. The RCF (Richmond Christian Fellowship, a four-square based church) Ministry's interpretataion of the part when the Lord calls his two to-be disciples (I think it was Peter and his brother, I can't recall the exact details so sorry) from their fishing with their father and told them that He would make them fishers of men. They quickly left their boat and their father and followed Jesus. At that time, young Jews at the age of 6-10 are required to memorize the torra (the first five books of the Old testament). If they were unsuccessful to do such astounding, near-impossible feat they are forced to learn the business of their respective fathers. But those who are the "cream of the crop" will be asked to further their studies till age sixteen (or is it eighteen???). Their "studies" are the other books of the Old Testament. They will memorize it as, similar to what they did when they were still innocent children. Then at the coming of age, they are tested. If they fail, they will, like before, be forced to learn their father's business. But if they passed, they will become rabbis. At that time, rabbis were the most respectable group of society. They were the big shots. They were the "pioneers" (???) of their time. They are given the advantage of interpretting the Old testament and form their respective yokes which will be followed by the people who want to. But different rabbis and people have oftentimes a different perspective of the Bible. That's why we socialize in learning the Word, to share different, interesting insight, right? So their interpretations were crappy. They didn't have the right amount of knowledge needed to preach such delicate (for them because they memorized it instead of meditating on it, vastly distinct words in the religious sense) matters. Like the commandment to rest on the Sabbath day. Some will say that you will only be allowed to walk five mile and further would be an abomination and disrespect of the Bible. Some would say that you can walk for as far as you want but you have to rest for 50 minutes for each mile that you walk. . .and all those stuff that will NOT make any sense. Back to graduation day, fast-forward to yourself being the idolized (literally idolized rabbi). You will be accepting letters from other young rabbis that they want to be like you. You answer a potential "talent" and ask him to present himself before you for testing of where he is at in his studies and see his capabilities. Then when you or he (the rabbi) sees him capable, you or he says to his or your apprentice : "Follow me." Remember after close scrutiny and intense testing do you accept him as your or his student. Only when you have summarized and known his intellectual achievements do you be satisfied. But God isn't like that. He doesn't care if your IQ is 180 or if the best thing you did in your whole lofe is to learn how to read. What matters is who you are inside. Who you REALLY are inside, without cover-ups. And He will not call to you if He doesn't believe in you. He will not call your attention and wake you up from your senseless slumber if he does not believe in your strength and your capabilities of following the path He had planned for you. That just touches and moves my heart so much that I can't stop tears from my eyes. The King of Kings believes in me? Of course He does.
Knowing that fact is more than sufficient for anyone to continue his/her Christianity. The pursuit of wisdom, knowledge and understanding of the Word starts here. . .As long as you are seeking, you will find. . .Praise be to God. . .Amen

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

The Past

I was morphed from my peaceful slumber. I slept doing my assignment. I remember giving myself up to fatigue and dozing off to dreamland. A familiar figure approached me. He is me. He is my past. He approached me and smiled. I couldn't smile back, I was confused. Shocked of such momentous meeting, with myself.
Though his features were the same as mine, there was a significant difference. He was smiling. Happy and joyful. Loving, caring and deep. While I stood there, watching myself. His eyes explaining everything. I watched him curiously. Unaware of the purpose of this unlikely meeting.
He still stood there in front of me. Staring directly at my eyes. A deafening silence of contemplation. He spoke to me but I couldn't understand.
He told me
"To let go of him and live my life as it is."
"To stop regreting the present by my constant flasbacks to the past (to him)."
"Why do you regret?"
He asked curiously. Slowly. To make sure I understand.
It hit me hard on the face. I asked myself "Yes, why do I regret?"
He stopped giving me time to contemplate and think. He seemed happy of the effects of the things he said to me. Things I already know but had ignored because of something I fear. The fear of rejection. The desire to be accepted. Both that had interfered with my logic.
He sat. Still watching me closely. I stood there awkwardly. Seeing my past and seeing myself. Time seemed to move slowly. A second seemed to be an hour. Flashbacks were made. I saw it through his eyes. He was literally nose-to-nose with me. I saw my friends. I saw myself, lonely. I saw my cousins. I saw myself, alone. I saw myself laughing. I saw myself weeping silently in my bed. I saw myself surrounded by colorful people in a familiar place in my home country. I saw myself alone in the classroom, in the hallways; intensely bored. I saw myself laughing by myself because of the joke that my friends told me an hour ago, laughing at something odd or shocking in a funny way. I saw myself laughing at myself because of the "loneliness" of my life (particularly social). It flashed by me through the mirror-like eyes of my past. A thousand images of my life falshing quickly before my eyes. Passing quickly through the veins of my eys. Pulsing through my whole body. Then a sting came from my heart. It reached it
I thought "I guess its really time to move on."
"Good!"
I was startled by his reply. I didn't know he could hear me. I didn't know he could read and understand my thoughts. I stood there motionless of shock and from such things that happened within the last half-hour.
He touched me on the shoulder. I know it wasn't like me but I embraced him and cried. I embraced myself, the only one who knows me thoroughly, as tight as I could. He patted me on the back.
He whispered "Don't worry. Everything will be okay. The Lord is with you. He would guide your days." He smiled "Just be yourself. Ask him for guidance and support.", "He is the foundation you have been searching for."
And then, I woke up. Breathless.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Kung Wala Ka by Hale (Click the link)

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Sunday, September 25, 2005

Philippines, my home, my only home

TO my friends:

Always think that I am still here and ready for any assistance as much as I can. Always remeber that I still remember you all there. I know you're not used to me being this emotional but Canada has already changed my cheerful aura. My Filipinoey aura. That's what happens when you're communication with people like you are cut off. People like me are you guys there in the Philippines. The only group that will really understand who I really am.

untitled

Some people are made for love and some people aren't. Some people are meant to fall in love and be successful and some are meant to fail. I am the second one. Is not made for love and is made to fail. I may be a born leader, a born writer, a born musician, a born scientist, or whatever. But I am not a born-lover or atleast that's what I see. I see it unfolding beneath my eyes. I see what faith (or God) wants me to see (I think so). I can see what I would be.
I see that I'm never made for these stuff. I can see that I'm not made to be a great lover but a great friend I am. Everyone of my friends in the Philippines would agree (they are the only ones who really knows me or most of me). They would like me by their side as a friend, an ally forever. Not their partner. Two very similar terms but nevertheless different. No matter how I try to avert my attention from these things, it is entirely unavoidable. How can I avoid the extremely obvious?
My qualities as a being proves or supports this theory. When I fall in love, I really FALL (literally) in love. I'm no fun to be with. I'm a loner. I'm shy. My eyes are hostile to newcomers who aren't used to it. I don't talk much. I read books. I love to philosophize. I am too romantic when I fall in love but too shy (or torpe) to make a move. I'm not handsome. and to top it all of, I'm not athletic.
There above is a summary of my qualities. There above are proofs. All of ya'll ladies probably know why I am thinking of this. I can read human psychology. I know when someone like me or when someone smiles or laughs genuinely. These things I have studied with the access of worldly knowledge (otherwise known as World Wide Web).
Anyway, some people are just made for being friends and some as lovers, love partners. I wish I wasn't but this is who I am. I guess it would be beneficial to just focus on the things I am good at and acquiesce to ignore things I'm not excellent at.

I think this is true




Your Brain's Pattern



Structured and organized, you have a knack for thinking clearly.

You are very logical - and you don't let your thoughts get polluted with emotions.

And while your thoughts are pretty serious, they're anything from boring.

It's minds like yours that have built the great cities of the world!




How You Are In Love



You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.



You give completely and unconditionally in relationships.



You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.



You're secretly hoping your partner will change for you.



You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.

me (2)




Your Personality Profile



You are dignified, spiritual, and wise.

Always unsatisfied, you constantly try to better yourself.

You are also a seeker of knowledge and often buried in books.



You tend to be philosophical, looking for the big picture in life.

You dream of inner peace for yourself, your friends, and the world.

A good friend, you always give of yourself first.

Your Personality Profile
You are happy, driven, and status conscious.
You want everyone to know how successful you are.
Very logical, you see life as a game of strategy.

A bit of a loner, you prefer to depend on yourself.
You always keep your cool and your composure.
You are a born leader and business person.
The World's Shortest Personality Test

Thursday, September 15, 2005

A Song that will always Apply Humanity

[Chorus]
(One for all, one for all)
(It's all it's all for one)
Let's start a union, calling every human
It's one for all and all for one
Let's live in unison, calling every citizen
It's one for all and all for one
We don't want war- can't take no more
It's drastic time for sure
We need a antidant and a cure
Coz do you really think
Mohammed got a problem with Jehovah
We don't want war – imagine if any prophet was alive
In current days amongst you and I
You think they'd view life like you and I do
Or would they sit and contemplate on why
Do we live this way, act and behave this way
We still live in primitive today
Coz the peace in the destination of war can't be the way
There's no way, so people just be 'em wanna be a man
Realise that you can't change the world by changing yourself
And understand that we're all just the same
So when I count to three let's change

[Chorus]

Got no time for grand philosophy
I barely keep my head above the tide
I got this mortgage, got three kids at school
What you're saying is the truth, but really troubles me inside
I'd change the world if I could change my mind
If I could live beyond my fears
Exchanging unity for all my insecurity
Exchanging laughter for my tears

[Chorus]

I don't know, y'all, we in a real deposition
In the midst of all this negative condition
Divided by beliefs, different sink and religion
Why do we keep missing the point in our mission?
Why do we keep killing each other, what's the reason?
God made us all equal in his vision
I wish that I could make music as a religion
Then we could harmonise together in this missionL
isten, I know it's really hard to make changes
But two of us could help rearrange this curse
Utilising all the power in our voices
Together we will unite and make the right choice
And fight for education, save the next generation
Come together as oneI don't understand why it's never been done
So let's change on the count of oneIt takes one, just one
And then one follows the other one
And then another follows the other one
Next thing you know you got a billion
People doing some wonderful things
People doing some powerful things
Let's change and do some powerful things
Unity could be a wonderful thing

[Chorus]

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

LAW

Law: The system we follow. It has helped us to modernize, helped us to be just. To give a person what he deserves for a sin he has or has not done. Gave us hope in seeking justice to avenge those who suffered has suffered.
But lately in our beloved country, the Philippines, law has been an obstacle for Filipino people to move on and to stop their bickering and non-sense. It is true Arroyo cheated in the elections. She cheated. But, if she had not done that, who do you think will be our president? Avoiding painful, direct speeches here. It is a sin and she is wrong. You want to avenge the disrighteousness, attempt to play god over things that only He must decide over.
Why can we not move on and stop our endless complaining? Just admit that your actions will not have any positive effects or results on our country. We already are in deep shit, DO NOT GO DEEPER.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Maverick

"O kevin (my name at home), bakit namumula mata mo?", asked my mom.
"Nakakatulog na po kasi ako eh bumangon lang po ako para kumuha ng unan", I lied nervously
I cried that's why my eyes were abnormally red. I cried because I miss my friends so badly. I cried because of the intolerable desire to see and talk to them.
This unexplainable feeling of happiness that I feel with a simple, brief chat with them is intoxifying and intensely addicting. This is to be denied or at least dissipate because of the obvious conflict of time differences that my parents consider with my taliking through them with YM.
I know they will never be able to read this and only you, WWW, will know how I value my friends.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

The Problematic Age-range

The age range of kids that I HATE is when they are aged 6-8. Some parents tell me that this is the time when a child develops a sense of what's right and wrong. I agree but they can't justify the proper attitude to each character that may fall in whatever of the two.
I hate this age-ranged kids because this is the time when they are soooooo noisy. Singing crappy songs that I swear when sang in front of a crowd, someone will stand in front of you and shoot you. I swear the crowd will cheer (not the singer they are cheering but their freedom).
They just keep on bugging you. Hey kuya! Look at this trick (shows you something disgusting). Hey kuya! How do you do this againm, this cool attack on the PS2 (Wrecks your tekken 4 cd becuase of button mashing). You know! And all those things that defines hell.
They keep fighting. Thinks they're so strong when you can obliterate his/her head with one blow. Always trying to win. Never a success though. They're so small. Looks for fighting, extremely childish (tinamaan ka, LOL).
And all those mischievousness that they soom to be completely made up of. Reminds me of myself when I was at their age. :)

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Bus Experience

I just took the bus with my dad here. Some bus drivers will be extremely polite and courteous will others will be . . . uhhm. . .let’s just say “temperamental”. Well, that’s a lesson learned when thought about in the deeper sense. Be realistic in your expectations. Always bear in mind that whom you are dealing with are human beings. You know! Just like you. They commit mistakes and have several flaws that very seldom they admit, like you. This, be considered in weighing the Philippine President’s mistake (s) for her wrong judgment in demoralizing the elections. This simple analogy of bus driver to the president of a republic is far from being far-fetched. We are all humans anyway. Molded by our glorious creator, our every inch.

Yay!

Well, first days over. Just found out the courses that I would be studying for the year. Aside form the majors, the two electives that were able to accept me because of its vacancies was Music: Beginner’s Guitar and Foreign Language: Mandarin nine (wish me luck). One elective course is still missing. All the three preferred courses were unable to fulfill. All courses that I liked (loved, if you may) were chosen would have taken the liking of the majority of the school body. They chose their courses on March so they get to pick first and thereby increasing the chances of immediate acceptance, considering the prerequisite of said course meets. Well, that is how it is here when you are first immigrants. You start from the first block and work one’s way up (or at least they expect you to).

5 on ESL

I got a 5 on my ESL exam (being one as the lowest and five as the highest) and scored an 84% on my Math assessment test. Okay, I sucked! I reviewed for a Grade 9 exam and they gave me a Grade 8 leveled test. Ya’ll got to admit that you don’t really remember your previous math lessons unless you review to refresh your memory. To pass the test, I need to memorize the terms used which I didn’t study. Math is calculation okay? Never memorization. Leave that to science I had already met with a Palmer School Councilor, Ms. Charon Gill. She asked me to choose 3 courses and 2 alternative courses in case the one or two of the three first-preferred courses would be unable to fulfill.
I chose Technology Education 9, Beginner’s Guitar, and Video Editing and Animation. While the alternate courses that I chose were Drawing and Painting and the Beginner’s Mandarin. I am forced to because it may prove useful because one out of 4 individuals here speaks this language. My mom enrolled me in the French Immersion program. It means that almost half of my classes would be in the language of romance. So if attempts to master the two languages would be successful, I would have a total of 4 languages in my command. I want to learn Japanese but the course is already full. I want to learn it for me to understand anime. Deep, ain’t it?
The school will start on September 06 (September 07 will be the activation of our internet). The class would only last for one hour on the first day. The venue would be in my homeroom and the necessities and requirements shall be given on that day. Locks, program planners and etc. shall be distributed on said day.
I am thrilled to go to school because of the difference of its curriculum from our own.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

Already here in Canada

Hey! I'm already here in Canada. The trip took 18 hours in total. Time here = Philippine time minus 39 hours. As stopover at Taipei then all the waay to Vancouver. The travel to Taipei was fine but the travel to Vancouver was a far different story. The people who add 20 percent to your debt and the one that isn't really fond of deodorant but terribly need it, was the ones surrounding my seat. Beside me, in front of me, behind me, everywhere. I wassn't able to sleep because I don't know what to consider a problem, the STENCH or the noise and the constant washroom going brother awakening disturbing sleep. So, an advice, don't allow stopovers. Take PAL (unless you hav a lot of patience and toleration) and go all the way. Philippine Crew, Philippine pilot; most improtantly, Philippine taste in food, music and entertainment. Trust me the odor will haunt you plus they (5 6 people) think everyone's their slave (yah! SLAVE) and thereby make a lot of noise. Did you know that when everyone was already peacefully residing in dream world, one of them (deodorant-lacking people) SHOUTED becuase he wanted to eat chicken at that time (at nap time). How do you expect a stewardess to serve you when breakfast is still 5 hours later? Plus, don't they have respect for them? They too are tired from the trip. Far more exhausted than all of the passengers. They are aboard a plane for almost a day, standing and serving you while you are only sitting there comfortly. They are not waiters (that doesn't mean that you should disrespect waiters, everyone is human, that's way EVERYONE, not EVERYTHING), they are stewardess. They have qualifications for that. Plus, they made the whole cabin smell which made me air-headed and hot-tempered the whole fight. "My head is killing me", Something that accurately describes the flight here via China Airlines (fully-booked kasi ung iba kaya china air na lang, gusto nga namin Philippine Airlinwes o Cathay Pacific, tsktsk, a FLAW in our PERFECT travel agency. So there's the experience in the flight. The customs and immigration people were good and kind to people, it took us about 6 hours in the airport, because of interviews and long lines but everything went pretty well.Now, I'm here at my uncle's house. We ive here temporarily until we find our own.The one thing noticeable about the country is its cleanliness and it's welcoming aura which I hope our country has. It's people are frioendly and constantly smiling at you which has its Filipino feel.That's it!P.S. I don't have a YM account anymore. It is not installed here so sorry my friends, I guess e-mail's the only medium we can communicate

Friday, August 05, 2005

Neutral

I feel nothing when asked what do I feel now that I would be living in Canada. It is because I do NOT know what to think. I feel excited, worried, sad, happy, cursing, tired, an all those, that when combined, just makes me go nuts.
I feel excited because I see it as a new adventure, a new chapter, another story about to unfold. I think of it as another “adventure”, an adventure for the longing for peace, security, and equality our country never offered.
I don’t know exactly what to expect or see in there. The feeling of doubt and uncertainty just devours me slowly. I know it will dissipate sometime in the past but this is unavoidable. You never know. That is uncharted, unknown, untouched territories for me, you understand?
I’m extremely sad to leave my friends here. The friends whom I had trusted and whom have trusted me. Friendship established and strengthened gradually by time. They know that I value them dearly and I hope that they too value me.
I’m happy to leave this hell that was once one of the great tiger economies. The once well-respected country of the Philippines, the pioneers of abdication without bloodshed. The first country who fought for their freedom against selfish colonizers. Yes, good times! Those events are now non-existent in the foreigner’s eyes. We are now the “Caregiver’s Capital” and yah, “Hello Garci Country”.
Cursing of what we are now and what we were before. It brings me to tears just thinking about it. Enough said!
Tired of déjà vu. Can you not see that history is just repeating itself?!? YUP! We never learn.All these thoughts drown my friend to confusion so I chose not to think of it, until now, writing this.

Sunday, July 31, 2005

Dumb Enough to Love me

Sometimes I wonder if I will experience this phenomenon and give my heart to someone without expecting anything returned. I wonder if someone would even fall in love with me. The closest “encounter” I ever had was when I fell for someone (you don’t know her and you will never will) because of constant conversations that explores traits hidden to the naked eye. A glimmer of hope shone, I thought it was for real, I was wrong, Time is against it and Destiny forbids such. I think that was my peek to the real thing, the real nature of love. The nature of love that causes several “maladies” like the sparkling and shining of the eyes, the obvious wobbling of the knees, the visible trembling of the hands, the exponential increase in heartbeat (like you worked out for a month) in shorter terms: the confusion of the brain. These are accounts from those who lay face-to-face with it. The nature wherein jealousy and concern blooms at the same, exact moment.
I wonder if someone would be stupid enough to spend their time getting to know me, then again, they won’t even know I exist (the lowest form of living yet she/they never saw or will see it). I wonder if there is a girl out there who would honestly tell me that she loves me and would gladly spend her remaining seconds with me ‘til death do us part then again no woman would love a “a man who has a lot of sensitivity and philosophy”. Who would be that stupid? No one.

What IS Love?

What’s love? The greatest question that almost none of the greatest minds could explain. You need the greatest, kindest, warmest heart to answer that, not the greatest mind. So far, only The Creator and His Son are like that. It is the most complicated among the human emotions. It is so complicated that it is oh-so-simple. With its raw simplicity that makes it so incomprehensible for us. Why? Have you loved BECAUSE. . . . . etc. Men! That ain’t love! That’s crap. Love has no reason, you don’t love because ! You just love her (or him for ladies). Done. Shut up! Period. It almost blurs science with its extra emotions (people kill or die for love, avenge for love, etc.). With that thought in mind, one has asked: “Why?”. Why create love when it is the main cause of evil and mischief? Why create love when it is the cause of most suicidal attempts? Why do we love without expecting anything in return? Why love? To some it is only a waste of time. How wrong they were.

The cause if evil and mischief sometimes is love. Robbers, kidnappers, thief, rapists, murderers-for-hire, etc. Their cause for committing such gruesome action is love most of the time. Simple joys: to feed their family, to have a wonderful meal at Jollibee, to spend Christmas with food on their table, to maintain a life slowly disappearing beneath their eyes. The most part of such is not their fault, but a part is theirs. The most part is because no one ever wants to be financially crippled and it is not their fault that they were born poor. To some paranormal believers, it is because they have been a massive money-spender spending dough on crap therefore punished to be financially challenged to know the value of money. Reincarnation is already proven (You don’t know? That’s what you get when you don’t watch Discovery Channel. A boy was reincarnated as his mother’s father who was gruesomely killed in a radio store by gunmen with proofs that only the mag-ama knew. A teenager was reincarnated when she drowned and has highly specific and detailed sketches with words her childhood and how she drowned, she found the parents of her “previous-her” exactly as she described them with names) and is something hidden by the most of the scientific community since it will oppose all scientific theories and thoughts about spirituality and the physical world. Back to love! Part of it is theirs because of their lack of physiological and spiritual strength to cope with these abysmal situations. Sometimes it is also the cause of how they were brought up that means really poorly brought up. A child is reflective and has a more innocent view of the world and has more good judgment than adults. They see their parents stealing for love thereby idolizing him and thinking it as the ONLY way for survival. Sometimes it is the result of influences of other people to kill for love and sadly humans are more vulnerable to stupid ideas when they are really down. These are things that some of us have no control over, but we can minimize them with the honest ways of a good man. Agendas that only a God-fearing, altruistic man could think of.

Suicide, love is often the cause of this. To die for passion extinguished. This passage from Khalil Gibran’s “The Prophet”:
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify
you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for
your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses
your tenderest braches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them
in their clinging to the earth.
Like sheaves of corn h gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that
you may become sacred bread for God’s sacred feast

Love has no desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires,
let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings
its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of
Love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give
thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s
ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And to sleep with a prayer for the beloved
in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

Simple! Why love without expecting anything? That in itself is the definition of love, loving without expecting love in return. The burning passion that ruins the weak. The burning love that causes death. The greatest ecstasy ever. The subliminal is found.

How wrong people are to believe that this emotion is only a waste of time. It is ignoring Nirvana.

Friday, July 01, 2005

Why?

Why the hell are lines showing up in my blog? Please tell me how to remove them.

Thursday, June 30, 2005

Neccessary services, items UP; Wages DOWN

GREAT! Every damn products and services have just raised their prices. Market products, transportation costs (pamasahe), electricity bills, water bils, telephone bills, tuition fees, population (wait, that is not included, oh well), etc. The only thing that aren't raising is the people's salaries. And if that's not enough every restaurant, malls, stores have been charging a 10% E-VAT. And before I forget, there are deductions that some of the workers don't know where the heck does it go. Although deep in their minds they know that their money goes where, where!!! In the politicians' pockets and the president's wallets (Yah with an meaning her family members' walletS)
How do you think the people keep up with the increasing sufferings and problems that you give them? Well, let me tell you. Since you don't know, you ignorant, stone-hearted monsters! Bunye, 2 pesos text! Fool! What do you know!Eto na para alam nyo!
The firm believers of God have turned to PRAYER. Ipinapaubaya na po namin sa Inyo ang mga animal na ito. They tell that with the greatest feeling of resentment. Lots of them turn to gambling. Malay mo manalo ko, diba? And worst of all, they turn to much more dirty methods of feeding themselves than gambling. They turn to stealing, kidnap for ransom, prostitution, and others. It's like a more versatile use of kapit sa patalim.
Now you know. All the increasing crime rates in here are caused by you or influenced by you directly or indirectly but nevetheless caused by YOU!
Yah! I know tax is for the improvement of everthing in our country. Dough that will suffice your mistresses' needs, a payment for a COMELEC commisioner for you to gain a 1 M lead in voting polls, and all that nasty! I don't think you and I have the same definition for "improvement" and definetely not the same definition for "good leader" Now is the time for heroes like Rizal, Bonifacio, Aguinaldo, and all our heroes to be reborn. Now, when their courage is badly needed for our country to move forward for globalizational competitiveness.
Other government that asks this much of taxes, like Canada and USA can offer services like Canada gives its tax-paying citizens the privileges of free education, retirement plans (THEY pay YOU), free healthcare, and adequate money to pay police.

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Why : Mushy-mushy Movies

Why do I love to watch this romantic movies that my friends who are also guys shiver with mere mention of? It's because I envy them.
I envy how their love stories end so dramatic that sometimes make one laugh, cry and sometimes wonder why can reality not be like that. See, reality bites. Not a skin-deep bite, but a thorough cut so deep it passes through you so accurately in your weakest sections. So damn painful, you think a suicidal attempt is the only solution. You think commiting suicide will soon be synonymous with pleasure. That is love. That is its awesome power. Everyone affected by its tentacles, reaching deeper, lethally deep. I know it portrays this part in the movies thus making it more realistic. Not realistic enough though. Why? Because love is often times playful , decieving its unwary "victim".
Khalil (or Kahlil) Gibran, the philosopher who wrote "The Prophet" once wrote something about love in a very optimistic way. He says:
"When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways may be hard an steep.
And when his wings enfold you, wield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions
may wound you
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his may SHATTER your dreams as
the north wind lays waste the garden."
(page 10 of "The Prophet")
"And think not you can direct the course of love,
For love if finds you worthy, directs your course."
(page 12 of "The Prophet")
So maybe what I have written above was all pessimistic views. It is because if one is pessimistic, the worst when met, is not a total shock to him. He expected it. That is probably my character that sucks the most. That is until now, after I finished studying (it has to be studied because it is POETRY) The Prophet. My views have totally changed, mutated if you must. Before, all of my judgements, expectation, thoughts are pessimistic, now is what the oposite of it.
So, maybe the movies is not the far from reality. It just depends on the person who has been captivated by the spice of life, love. It (relationship) has probably ended happily ever after because each other possessed ultimate love for each other (who doesn't) and had the bravery to stand up for their feelings.

P.S. If your wondering how the heck did my views changed is because this is an edited blog post.

Monday, June 27, 2005

A Soul of Dreams

You Are a Dreaming Soul
Your vivid emotions and imagination takes you awy from this worldSo much so that you tend to live in your head most of the timeYou have great dreams and ambitions that could be the envy of all...But for you, following through with your dreams is a bit difficult
You are charming, endearing, and people tend to love you.Forgiving and tolerant, you see the world through rose colored glasses.Underneath it all, you have a ton of passion that you hide from others.Always hopeful, you tend to expect positive outcomes in your life.
Souls you are most compatible with: Newborn Soul, Prophet Soul, and Traveler Soul

Your Dominant Thinking Style:

Modifying
Super logical and rational, you consider every fact available to you.You don't make rash decisions and are rarely moved by emotion.
You prefer what's known and proven - to the new and untested.You tend to ground those around you and add stability.

Your Secondary Thinking Style:

Exploring
You thrive on the unknown and unpredictable. Novelty is your middle name.You are a challenger. You tend to challenge common assumptions and beliefs.
An expert inventor and problem solver, you approach everything from new angles.You show people how to question their models of the world.

Songs I like

6.) Thank God I Found You by Mariah Carey feat. 98º
5.) Can You Help Me by Usher
4.) If I Ain't Got You by Alicia Keys and Usher
3.) Tell Me Where It Hurts by MYMP
2.) Cater to You by Destiny's Child
1.) Kulang na Kulang by Joy and Bevs

ME c",)

Name: Ethereal 07
Age: 14
Sex: Male
Religion: NO RELIGION JUST A RELATIONSHIP WITH HIM
Nationality: Filipino

I like to read books that keeps my adrenaline pumping (i.e. suspense, horror genres). I don't like senseless conversations that much. I have an untamed temper to people who are lol. I value my family and friends. I am willing to die for those that proved trustworthy people. I love my country and I hate the government. And someday, I want to be a writer and a pilot.