Shut Me Up! But you can't shut me up! I have my stand. I believe it. Winds may blow. Tides may turn. But never my ground.
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Ola!!! Greetings to everyone. Am standing here silently, can't anyone recognize me. "God created us not to be like fat ducks waddling in the mud but to be like eagles destined to rise above." I want to see my self soaring beyond blue skies in the future. Come fly with me..
"ALL WE NEED IS AN OPEN MIND IN JUDGING EVERYTHING."
This site is dedicated to family, to my friends and especially to MARLYN who has been my ispiration, my strength, my friend and my LOVE.
YOu might recognize my blog's quite messy, I like being one but naturally am a natural lonewolf.
This blog contains all the author's random musings about his world, his arts, his music, his culture and his humanity most especially about the poor people in the whole world. The author did not come from golden roots but he believed that he's destined to have golden leaves.
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"When a poor person dies of hunger, it has not happened because God did not take care of him or her.
It has happened because neither you nor I wanted to give that person what he or she needed." ~ Mother Theresa
"Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow."
~ Albert Einstein
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HELLO WORLD!!!!
Well, that's all I can say after I have not been in my page for some quite a long time already. I know I really miss a lot of friends and associates. Well, that's life and you really just don't know how unpredictable things go. Well, just this morning our exam was postponed. Isn't that great? Duh..well, it might sound tempting but quite frustrating since it's just prolonging the agony. Do you agree? Hmmm..This week was rather useless and awkward for me. Actually, this week marked the most controversial day in Philippine history and I am talking about the election. *sigh* It's just simple I haven't voted and I was so aggravated by this. Hmm..the reason is obvious, my precious right was just squandered for the reason which I felt so acceptable and reasonable but so lame. It's just because I was so slothful to go to the place I was registered. C'mon, it was reasonable. wasn't it? Well, talking about unwarranted raison d'être.
The core reason why I didn't vote was actually the trust was just so minimal and I just can't take the guilt when I cast the last sensible and plausible piece of paper I hoped can change my country. Superficial for a rationale but I am so deep for my cause. I just can't be hypocrite but I already lost my conviction not for the politicians but for the series of events that will happen after and herewith. I know my one vote can change the countenance of our country but the ears can't hear the complains and hullabaloos because it will be just plugged sooner or later again by extreme politicking. Such an endless plead. Empty promises requires empty ballots. I know right now as the ballot counting runs and all the eyes are focused on the election, there's someone right there in the corner benign enough to utter a word of entreaty for not a crumb of bread touched his lips. Can the aftermath promises of politics fill those empty hands and stomach? Or better yet, can politics satiate those unquenchable thirst even with a single drop of fulfillment? Let's be srupulous about it for the hungry populace are the ones suffering. The poor paid the price of their trust. All's well that ends well? Exasperating!
Our country now is undergoing a painful surgery hoping that through this regimen she will be reborn again fresh and dignified. The Filipino people are always vigilant for such a therapy but never an ailment was remedied. The cancer in the society that Rizal talked about was actually lurking in the host and worst of this is it's becoming unvulnerable. The truth is we are like living carcasses waiting for our pathetic end. I hope that as life goes even the hope that the people vigilantly handles will not be robbed from them by those empty politickings. I might sound bias and judgmental but that's what my regard can utter.
I am praying that as each ballot is counted, may each utterance be a ladder that can aid my fellow countrymen to a better country full of hope, with promises fulfilled, with hearts full of patriotism and with souls rekindled again by trust. Let this prayer be our hope.
phew...It's been how many days since I had my post. Hmmm..Grrr...I am already twisted. Can you imagine yourself being absent from work for how many days? My boss has been looking for me and I can feel the pressure. The pressure of work is agitating and irritating at the same time. But of course I just simply love my work. Grrr..damn that halo-halo, just too sweet and I got what I deserved a tonsilitis. That's why I was bedridden for 5 days. Duh! Just a tiny tonsil and caused so much a nuisance in my system. Well, as I was in my bed during those times, i was left to ponder on things especially of little things in life. And voila! I realized that I should always offer best regards or importance to whichever things life may bring to me. *sigh* I knew it's quite intimidating but such appeal for truth is preventive rather than curative. Immature as I am, I also have my own "maturity" which I distinguished my principles. Well..Life is just a summary of man's own beliefs or principles in life. His life is his choice.
To save the world requires faith and courage: faith in reason,
and courage to proclaim what reason shows to be true. ~ Bertrand Russell
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I don't know how to say it but I don't like my country when it's the election period. For me this is a period of intense poverty, a time where poor souls suffer because they are being devoured by those ignorant politicians. They said that they symphatized with their fellow countrymen but knowingly and willingly they ignored them and are rather too preoccupied with their political regimens and tactics. Hypocrisy is an understatement to describe such. Election day here in Philippines is a day of infamy. A day of loss of reasons. The day of ignoramuses who clutched every aspect of brazeness, immoral principles and perpetual corruptions of human and national treasury.
The media is overwhelming with such evidences and I somehow lost my trust to these insincerities. I dont' know if I can still trust my fellow countrymen especially during these dark age. True colors are unveiled moment by moment as this epoch of infidelity drags from day to day. Those who hope for change just go on hoping and dreaming. Dreaming their wits out for the seemingly impossible reformations the government promised. These politicians lost their beliefs and principles and we the people of this poor country aggravates these illusions of hope to the point we lost everything we had, even our reason.
“Envy is a symptom of lack of appreciation of our own uniqueness and self worth. Each of us has something to give that no one else has.”
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I was so exasperated this afternoon when I felt some envy and jealousy among some of my friends. They were sort of complaining about the schedule of our training exam. I knew that they were my friends and it was frustrating to accept in my thoughts that such feelings dwell in their hearts. I knew that what we were doing will affect each of our performances but such compromises (especially when said in front of you although not directly) was rather unethical and unfriendly. I don't know if these friends of mine really care about this friendship for I certainly do. One cycle of calendar was not such a short time for such friendship. But I was really confused by that time if they were really considering these sentiments I had now.
Envy no wonder is one of the seven deadly sins for it really can destroy everything. For the things you found good and worth cherishing were actually being unveiled to you as rather a shadow of hypocrisy. I don't want to stain this friendship with such a superficial bravado. I want my friends. Although I am not desperate for them. But I just want to keep them. I hope they too.
Death ends a life, not a relationship. ~Jack Lemmon
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Last night I had seen the news on the TV which deals mostly about politics. Although I understand that it's the "hot" stuff nowadays but that doesn't mean that they will deal with it most of the time. It's too tiring to hear and it's already annoying in fact, to listen to it everyday. News about Manny Pacquiao's running, Erap's birthday blah-blah and other political blah-blahs. And there's one thing that send my ears ringing, and that's when DOJ Secretary Gonzales commented about Julia Campbell's being careless that eventually led to her sad death. Gonzales doesn't even care about the feelings of those dead's relatives and those people who made Julia special in their lives. I was really pissed off by Gonzales' statements. He's just so insensitve and so "pakialamero". He's even commenting about Goma's political ploys. Although I don't care about Goma but Gonzales is just so shallow. I hate him.
Well, here's my poem for Ms. Julia Campbell for being so good to my fellow countrymen and for being a good peace volunteer.
THY PEACE
Death will not be the end but life beyond's the prize sorrow will not be thy consolation but God's embrace will suffice
thy peace bestowed upon our lands foreign race you may in one's sight but a native friend in our heart though blood spilled from thy body but unblemished soul you'll be.
your peace offered to us all may be the seed planted in our poor souls...
...Out of desecrated hurt and anger, Richard lifts his large arms and swings a deadly blow at the thirteen year old boy. (~ from Richard McBeef by Cho Seung-Hui)
Grrr..so annoying. I got my money from the ATM machine today only to pay it for my board and lodging. How pitiful..*cries* Anyway today was such a long day since I had to answer books with plenty of Math problems on it and I have to spend the whole day frustrating myself with so much compromising and complains. Duh...life's just so complicated that no matter what you do, you always end up tied and trapped in an endless web of frustrations and discouragement. Discouragements on things that ought not to be thought of but it's just too disturbing to ignore them. But at the end of the day you will still have to give yourself a pat on the back and eat up too much sour-grapings and sweet-lemonings. Grrr..Too naive of me. That's why here I am now, trying to hide again and pour this inner frustrations in this damn empty blog world. but I like it..hehehe.surprisingly...in fact I see some of this things as I surf the net...
Einstein or a She?
When you look at the image below, whose face do you see? At normal screen viewing distance you should see the face of the great scientist Albert Einstein. Now squint your eyes or take a few steps back from the image. Does a certain Hollywood personality pop into view?
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The Unsexy Thoughts
Abe Vigoda, Abe Vigoda, Abe Vigoda...
The yellowish, nicotine-stained skin between your mother's fingertips.
Plain yogurt -- no fruit, no honey, no nothing
William T. Riker
If you're travelling at the speed of light, and there's a guy travelling at the speed of light right behind you, and he turns his lights on, can you see them?
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The classic Christmas song, "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer"
Pacman Winning, Now That's Sexy...Pacman Himself...Errr..Duh!
His fight was quite boring at that time (versus Jorge Solis)...it lacks drama and just way to sloppy for a fight. Anyway I am still proud to be Pinoy..Mabuhay si Pacman! wahehehe...
“Cherish your visions and your dreams as they are the children of your soul; the blueprints of your ultimate achievements.”
~ Napoleon Hill
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I don't really know what to post here in my blog but anyway i just want to express my gratitude to those people out there who visited my blog. hehehe..You touched my heart with that..hehehe.. But anyway I just want to post my previous post in my previous blog. Hmm..talked about my first experience in teaching..
Cherished...
They said that first times got to be the memorable one. Well all i can say is "it sure is!" It's been the first day of class in Abba's Orchard. It was a blessed day, a day of another opening for school year, another day for a journey ahead and a day , for sure, for another mission. The streets are busy as each vehicle paved their way amidst the slow rustling of leaves. The wind was calm and everything was as peaceful as the gentle rays of the sun. Yes, everything's celebrating the harmony and I am one of them. Dub! dub! my heart beats as the wheels of the taxi approached the welcoming gates of the school. Smiles covered by the long vacation unearth its way on each child's countenances as they greeted each other. I can feel the inner joy and anticipation among them, the excitements as i trod my way on the hall. "Hi sir!, Hi miss!" Greetings was there and here. No paper can unfold such a mystery of happiness that crept my inner soul as I hear those words and see the smiles in their faces. There's my room and there is Ms. Jeni too, silently waiting and giving a reassuring smile to the children. We had a smooth flag ceremony that morning and...Riiinngg! The day was off for a start. Hmmm...There's my little corner, there's my place. There's where Ms. Jeni put me. There in that little corner i first flashed that smile of contentment, of amazement, of appreciation. There is the place where i first caught a glimpse of another roll of friendship, a yet untold friendship with the children. That's the corner where i spent my first day of the schoolyear. The little corner where i will spent my days of journey, the corner where i will spent my days with my mission. God must have place me in that corner to touch hearts, to burn the zeal of knowledge among the children, the corner where i will put my first key to unlock the children's soul. The hidden joys and untold stories will be growing in that little corner of the room, my stories, your stories and the stories of many.
Long day. Short night. 7 o'clock. 7:30. 8:00. Morning. It was such blessed morning (I hope it is). Lazily I rouse from my bed flooded by sunlight. Phew. Achooo..With messed hair and blank look on my face, I approached the window and meditated for a while.
I think I got cranky because of that night's affair. Well, yes, I had sex with boredom. I drank her until the brink of intoxication. We lie there killing every bit of time and enjoying the company. I lie there on my bed kissing every inch of her nothingness and feel the passion of stupidity. Well, much time was wasted in much nothingness. All because of this damn enticing whore. Well, I had set aside Ms. Books and Mr. Pen since I found out (which was rather frustrating) that spending every minute with her was worthwhile. But alas, here I am, waking up into an empty delusions, rather mesmerized by what had happened. Boredom spent time with me that night and left a trace of her infidelity again. such a waste! Such a waste.
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But at the end of the day you will still have to give yourself a pat on the back and eat up too much sour-grapings and sweet-lemonings. Grrr..Too naive of me. That's why here I am now, trying to hide again and pour this inner frustrations in this damn empty blog world. but I like it..hehehe.surprisingly...in fact I see some of this things as I surf the net...
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But anyway I just want to post my previous post in my previous blog. Hmm..talked about my first experience in teaching..
