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
Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies. ~Mother Teresa
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Small things can open up to great realizations. It did mine lately. There's this funny quote, "Money talks but mine said "goodbye!". I can't help but flash a smile for it is rather a sad truth. *smile* Well, I just realized that small things or those considered lowly are but the faithful ones and remains within your limitations. Well, I just look at my cash and I realized that "Jose Rizal" seemed so loyal to stay within the perimeter of my urgent needs. But "Escoda and others" and "Ninoy" just pass by and nothing ,even a memory, is left. Blimey! hehe..
Christmas is coming. Let's celebrate its spirit in the small things that we have. After all, the lowly ones were the first recipient of that joyous news. Let us cherish the small ones that we have. Be contented. That's it. Be contented.
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The Story of Life
Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that
they were meant to be there, to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a
lesson, or to help you figure out who you are or who you want to
become. You never know who these people may be (possibly your
roommate,neighbor, coworker, longlost friend, lover, or even a complete
stranger) but when you lock eyes with them, you know at that very
moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.
And sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible,
painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without
overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your
potential, strength, willpower, or heart.
Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or
by means of luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true
greatness, and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your
soul. Without these small tests, whatever they may be, life would be
like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere. It would be safe
and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless.
The people you meet who affect your life, and the success and
downfalls you experience help to create who you become. Even the bad
experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are probably the most
poignant and important ones. If someone hurts you, betrays you, or
breaks your heart, forgive them, for they have helped you learn about
trust and the importance of being cautious when you open your heart. If
someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because
they love you, but because in a way, they are teaching you to love and
how to open your heart and eyes to things.
Make every day count!!! Appreciate every moment and take from
those moments everything that you possibly can for you may never be
able to experience it again. Talk to people that you have never talked
to before,and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love, break free,
and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every
right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in
yourself, for if you don't believe in yourself, it will be hard for
others to believe in you. You can make of your life anything you wish.
Create your own life then go out and live it with absolutely no
regrets.
*MOST IMPORTANTLY!!!* If you LOVE someone tell him or her, for you never know what tomorrow may have in store!!!
I had been out of this world for quite months. lol. Many things happened. *sigh*
Quite tiring. *sigh* I always pause to ponder and reflect on grave matters. *smiling* Well, i don't know how to start. If only typing these words can only alleviate these heavy burdens, i will gladly spend every minute in front of this computer.
*Sigh* They say you always have to face the music. Now what if the music demands too fast a tempo.? *sigh* I had been always asking God to please at least give me more strength.
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The Mayonnaise Jar and Two Cups of Coffee
When things in your lives seem almost too much to handle, when 24
hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2
cups of coffee.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some
items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a
very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf
balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that
it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them
into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the
open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if
the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into
the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once
more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous
"yes."
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the
table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling
the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor as the laughter subsided, "I want you
to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the
important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends
and your favorite passions--and if everything else was lost and only
they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.
The sand is everything else--the small stuff. "If you put the
sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the
pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all
your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for
the things that are important to you.
"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your
happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be
time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf
balls first--the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The
rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked.
It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may
seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."
We can be the father's hands And give peace a chance And show the world There is still a dream... __________________________
One of the lyrics that i find meditative and nice...
THERE IS STILL A DREAM
When will we open our eyes And finally discover We are united by one blood When will we realize We're sisters and brothers And what the world needs now is love There's a dreamer inside Each one of us Who wants to believe
There is still a dream to believe in There is still a hope after hope is gone
Oooohhh... A brother down on his luck Fallin' to chances We could pick the brother up A sister down on her knees Praying for answers Why don't we show the sister love All over the world Life isn't just But i do believe
And everyone needs one Cause no one is free from The worries of life That drag us down If you can make it My hands can take it We'll stand together and pray
There is still a dream to believe in There is still a hope after hope is gone We can be the father's hands And give peace a chance And show the world (to show the world) There is still a dream to believe in There is still a hope after hope is gone We could be the father's hands And give peace a chance To show the world (to show the world) There is still a dream (there's still a dream) There is still a dream
Most
of the things worth doing in the world had been declared
impossible before they were done. ~ Louis
D. Brandeis ________________________
Sometimes we thought that everything in this world seem pointless and just went on for the sake of obeying the rules and laws of nature. All seemed to be a big play of everything. Each has his own character to fulfill in the story, each shedding colors and nightmares from day to day happenings. It's somewhat telling us to accept in ourselves that we are but slaves of our own doings and we are in one way or another submitting ourselves to this. It's from the first streak of sunlight until the last kiss of the afternoon, it's always been my observation that we always pour all our struggles to satisfy our day so that at the brink of the hour we can pat ourselves for a job well done. Well, man is naturlly thriving for this for existence. For if we remove this out of our system, we can all become a pile of useless rags. yes. living rags...breathing but not progressing.
Well, life is a big bowl of mess and you have to dive in that litter if you want to experience what life is. It's been 2 scores and 2 calendars had passed and it gets more exciting for me. I surpassed the pain of life and it seems the more I got away the more i like myself to indulge in it's little pleasures. Hmmm..looks like more of my masochistic nature. Harhar..*_*.. Well, I am enjoying every piece of it. I just pray for everything to be in place. I pray for life. I pray for love. I pray for everything. I got my life. And i think it's an everyday gift. Cherishing....
Once God has touched you, you’ll
never be the same.
"There's no time to waste, there's so much to celebrate."
Yes, there's so much to celebrate to life than any other else in this world. When I was so preoccupied with things that this human heart crave for, I learned that everything was dull, lifeless and empty. Vague as it may appear but I knew i already lost something that was meant to be worth rejoicing at that moment. The details no matter how visible they were, my eyes were yet stigmatized by an obvious spectacle. Yes..it was near but my eyes are focus on something far beyond this reason could attain.
But lately, realization spanked me in my face. It's as if everything is clear. The fog is removed. I learned to value life not because life has more to offer but it's that I can offer life, a life that is far beyond this little hands of mine can give. I understand that each little act of kindness in itself the blood of life, the one that sustains all. I wondered why our existence continues to run its phase here on earth and it dawned upon me that it's because of those little kindness that I gave and received everday. Such kindness too little to add a weight on the scale yet too big the equivalent in the heart of those needing it and giving it. To give means not to love but sustain love. Love, the all powerful life source where humanity gets its strength and survival continually begets life.
Before I don't know where can i find such inner peace and communion. The one intimate relationship that this heart longly search. I tried everything to find this peace. And I realized that I found it in the smiles of a pupil, in the corners of the classroom, in the piles of books, journals and papers. I just laughed the idea but i savored every moment of it.The hands of God working here inside this place of solitude. I valued each of it. The work of the innocence was my work of ignorance dawned by mystical knowledge. Knowledge that only God can offer. The children I am handling now are the incense offering that i will offer in the altar of the Most Loving Father. And this children in whom I sow the seeds of love and joy will grow and rise with their Father. And I, being the gardener will watch them. For once in my life, I somehow touched lives that touched also mine.
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