Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Love :)

I will try to be always here for you
And I will extend the love that is inside me
Let it overflow and lastly
May I never run out of love to share :)

Writer's note: Just a short passage about love :)

Ode to Truth

It's this truth
That I'm not that aware of
Who was and is responsible
To be blamed for all this

It is this reality
That has forever changed me
And such has opened my eyes
To a new form of beauty

Since before I clung to you
Believed though I see not clearly
Your hands that are now upon me
Now I see are stretched fully

This honesty
It is living reality
And this you must see
He's (It's) given all for me

It is admitting that this is my limit
And moving onto a new dimension
And from thereon accept it
A world of no limitation

When all in this world is open to you
And accept you with their own arms open
What liberty is there found everywhere
Everyone free, no man under slavery

Writer's notes: Yeah, this is how I describe truth. Once we accept the truth and be open with it, we are made freer. Wether it be failures or success, when we accept or face the truth, it is made better. If failure, turned right. If success, turned more.

Note the last stanza that I wrote. It says that when all the world is open to the truth, this world will begin to change. Fears will go away and deceptions and fallacies that once haunted people from moving or doing something are now gone. TRUTH!

Hahaha, honestly, one of my inspirations in writing this is when I talked to Venice this afternoon at school regarding some important stuff. She reminded me of the 'Honesty Award' that I've received in the recently held BUTIL Lasalyano (Batch 5, ENERGY!). Hahahaha... on my way home, I've thought a lot about it, relating it to a lot of stuff and I came up with a lot of insights and this poem. That's just about it. Hahaha :p

Times I Doubt

Sometimes, I doubt
Wond'ring if you still know me
Sometimes, I get clumsy
Thinking you don't remember me already

But it's really stupid to
Continue living on something
That you know isn't true
Why don't you live on, man?

The ones I knew before
That I used to say hi to
Are still the same ones
My heart and trust I've shared to

Sometimes, it's hard to
Accept that things are not
The same things they were before
Why don't you move on, man?

But, yes, I know
Things are not the same
But the people I knew remain
I am sorry, now we're free

Writer's notes: Yep, I admit. This is SO true. I'm a very dramatic person kasi. Sometimes I OVERLY calculate things too much that I quickly judge from a particular situation or reaction that people that I once used to be close with (or at least had a connection with) are getting colder. Duh?! The stresses and the lives they're all living and I can say that? Hahaha... like I am the only person in this world... yep, that's right. That might be the perfect and exact reason why I am like that. Cos of the NEED and DEMAND for attention. Hahaha :p

Yep, admit it, everybody! Yeah, you! Ikaw din! Yung nagtatago pa! Hahaha, yes, you guys! Admit it! Sometimes we demand that attention! That comes out of us, it all shows. Some through clothing, through glamour, some through demandingness, some through doing some other things, some through sorrow, some through utter silence (but deep inside desiring attention), some others not showing it (paka-introvert talaga, soper! Hehe), and many more ways! We are all different and unique individuals that's why we have varying ways of expressing things inside us that we don't even know of (or aware of). It lies in the subconscious states of our minds or in the depths of our hearts -- our longingness for [that] attention.

I thank God that he's balanced me out. I thank Him cos though I do need attention (too at times or most times hahaha), I can consider myself luckier than some people around me who don't speak it up, yet I see it in them -- the need for love. In return, I wanna be an instrument of God to reach out to them in any way I can be and extend God's love through the love that He's given me... ayos no? Totoo yan, walang ka-mushyhan kundi complete honesty... hahaha...

Isa pang point (another point), sometimes I think that some people has forgotten me when they don't react at times that I want them too (when I'm on one of my unpredictable, expecting-[too-much] moods). But, the next days to come, only for me to find out that it is not the case. I was being paranoid. Haha... still, I love them all pa rin and I thank God for everything :)

Till here. :p

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

A Confrontation with a Dasma-to-San Pedro FX Driver...at last!

At last, on a cold and rainy evening, as I was seated beside the driver in the front seat, I had the much long-awaited talk and confrontation with an FX driver about some issues they (and we) are facing. It's about the steep slope on the road along the way to Juana 3, our subdivision.

It's been ages that this has been an issue. Too many drivers have been complaining about 'why are we not doing anything about it or why won't even fill it up with anything'? Some drivers prefer not to drive that way and take a detour, some are okay with it -- and I am torn in between. Some drop me way far from my house while they can drive through the way and drop me off nearer. This evening, it's much worse. It was raining, I'm a bit ill, and I have nothing to protect me from the rain -- no jackets nor umbrella. The driver told me beforehand that he won't go that steep road. Good thing he informed me earlier and I had the luxury of explaining to him why we don't have much to do about it when he asked me. I told him that that territory belongs to a different village and ours is much better actually (with the recent evident road fixes and improvements). I explained it to him clearly and we both understood each other.

Sadly, though with all the conversation, the driver was sorry because he was worried about his van -- he told me that it had problems before by going that way (maybe the scratches or I just don't know). So, it is final that he was to drop me far from my supposed drop-point.

There I was, I walked out the door after I waited for the sosy fellow student beside me to excuse me with him opening his nice umbrella, while I have nothing on hand. There I walked under the pourin rain. Halfway through, I decided I'd unwear my barong and use it as my cover. I did so. I made it through and was halfway utterly wet, and halfway, not so utterly wet. I got home this time better than before. The rain was not that strong compared to last week that I went home wet all over and sickly. Hahaha...

At last, I hope this does something -- at last they know something. They can stop blaming us who live in Juana 3 for not repairing the roads that we do not own. A BIG "AT LAST"... :)

A Jeepney Experience!

It was a rainy evening and I immediately boarded a jeepney going to Pala-Pala, Dasmariñas. I just got out of the Gate 1 of La Salle - Dasma and did not wait any longer for my classmates who still had to do something. It was getting late already and it rained, and thus the need to get home early.

As I was happ'ly seated on the jeepney's cushiony long-seat, seated along-side with a goony or 'medyo siga or angas-type' guy wearing civilian clothes on my left and a girl in La Sallian uniform on my right, nothing special is happening -- just the ordinary 'abot-bayad' (pass the fare to the driver) routines and the 'balik-sukli' (help pass the change to the other jeepney-farers) ones.

The jeepney then was near it's first of two stops or stations. It was near Waltermart Dasma. As I was seated there blankly, there was a sudden misunderstanding between the guy beside me and the guy in front of him. The older guy (who was seated in front of us) had a problem with how the other one looked at him. The guy beside me tried to protect his ego and answered back with force. It heated up -- the older guy wanted to hit the guy beside me. My insides began to react. To cut short, I stopped the two guys from fighting and from causing a scandal. I didn't want them to fight. I told the guy beside me to keep silent and not to react -- the guy in front seemed like he's got a big problem and since he's not the real problem, he should not get too much involved in it. I told the old guy to stay cool. I asked them if they knew each other -- and to find out, they never met before. I just told them to stay cool, since they don't know each other, keep it low "na lang sana". (Oh, I'm in the lack of words to express what really happened and the emotions I felt).

At last, the old guy was on his stop. Before getting down, he really wanted to hit the guy in front and like he was some sort of a gangster or a frat member, he threatened the guy beside me that he'd be back on him... good thing nothing worse happened... good thing I had the courage to 'stand up' and speak out... good thing there was somebody who cared wether it was the right thing to do or not - wether it was their own business or not.

We are all part of a single community (so to speak of the lessons in my REED class) and we are connected with each other. Don't treat others that you do not know of as nothing. In one way or another, if they are in trouble, you can offer them a hand even up to a limited extent -- that's better than nothing done for them. Let us show concern even to the strangers around. And, no, it is not opening everything up to a stranger but showing them what being a decent and caring citizen is. "A murder to a member is not a crime to that victim -- it is a crime to the community".

Hahaha, it was a heroic deed indeed and I felt good after having been able to help someone in a simple way. But, it doesn't end there. One of the students who unboarded the jeepney left his wallet! Since I was the one nearest the Jeepney entrance, the guy near the wallet gave it to me to sort of run after the kiddo. The stude wasn't visible by that time and the jeepney has moved a distance already. So, I looked inside the wallet and found the I.D.. It was a start of something called immediate-decisions and I was really tested in handling the situation. With us was the Jeepney Driver (of course), some La Sallian students, 2 ladies, and one was from the Campus Ministry Office. The driver tried to take the wallet saying he might be sued for it and they might search him for it (which is actually a fallacy since there are lots of jeepnies there and there is no actual jeepney station or assocation, etc, and the chances of recovering lost items from one is barely 0 if not for miracles and maybe prayers :p) but we decided, in the end, to keep it in the safe hands of the school or people from the school. There is the Discipline Office for the lost and found items, and there was someone from the Campus Ministry who took responsibility of the safe-keeping the wallet. The wallet didn't contain much amount of money, though, and I hope that the kiddo was able to get home with enough money to take him there. I took some important information found at the I.D. of the student (e.g. course, year, College, contact numbers if any) and asked the name of the Campus Ministry Personnel. I immediately tried to contact some people whom might be connected to the student. I hope I get positive results soon. :)

Disclaimer: I didn't have much time to organize the thoughts cos I still need to eat and need to do lots of stuff pa eh hehehe...

DevStud is now Officially cool!

Uh-oh, sorry, not cool but WAY cool!

Just finished an über short conversation with (Ate) Joycen (as she was our facilitator before in BUTIL). I was lucky I got a chance to even talk with her for such a short while, considering I got home late this evening and logged on my YM account for some important matters/conversations. We talked about a few things -- about how I am, a few inspiring insights, a few more things, and not to forget, DevStud (or Developmental Studies).

Developmental Studies or shortly known as DevStud, based on my limited point of view, is focused on studying 'DEVELOPMENT' per se. It may be the development of our nation, our country, or the world. And evidently, we badly need that development in our state (or nation). Ate Joycen and I have talked about a few stuff regarding Dev'tl studies and we both agree that it is an interesting course. It's not just an interesting course -- today, it is a necessity of every corner of the world (that needs development). Who doesn't need development? The so-called "already-developed nations"? Do they stop seeking any further development? Maybe not. Much more, maybe, we who are a part of a less-developed nation have a great need for such development.

Ate Joycen said that we need to know more about development especially during these times -- the post-modern time. Another former irregular classmate of mine (whom Ate Joycen also knows of) who also was a DevStud stude brought up a topic on Globalization in Terms of Information Technology for our lecture-forum -- a requirement for our class. Very interesting. Globalization + Post-modern times -- does it ring a bell? Guys, and to everyone who's reading this, we are at this current condition! And does anybody care or even do anything about it? Only a few!

Let's go back to the conversation I had with Ate Joycen. She said that it was an interesting course yet only a few choose it. "Many are called, but few are chosen", so it is. Only a very few number of population from this world knows it real essence, Ate Joycen says, and it is fortunate for one to know what DevStud is.

I told ate Joycen that if I could be a jack-of-all-trades, I would definitely hit on Developmental Studies too. The things you'll learn about the REAL world and everything -- not just technicalities that you learn in my Bachelor's Degree.

Our conversation ended with talking about someone we both knew -- a blockmate of hers and a former classmate of mine in one of my minor subjects. Ate Joycen had to go immediately yet I kinda grasped the whole of it for a moment -- and it was awesome. A seed, it is, implanted in my heart tonight...

tags: DevStud, Development, Studies

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Vertigo

Walking not knowing where to go
Walking swaying while I step
I do not know where I might land
Not assured, nothing to expect

On a trip to a far away land
On my bare feet I stride
I wonder what I'd get
When I reach that place unknown

This track is shaking
Trying to ruin my within
The earth is quivering
And now I need someone to

Take me by the hand
And lift me from my place
I do not wish to walk anymore
But I wish to fly with you

In the end I grew
Afloat from the land
I can fly, I knew
When I began to see your light

Writer's Notes: I thought of writing a poem or blog about vertigo because whenever I walk at the foot bridge outside La Salle, I get vertigo. Hahaha. It's a wooden bridge. I related it to us when we walk alone in life. We are made dizzy and we need help. I figured it is better to 'fly' than walk. And of course, that is figurative. Maybe it is better if we 'flew' in this life, if we made the best of everything and not let the weight of the world pull us down like gravity. See where I'm getting at? Hahaha...I thought so...

Walking Together

If I go along this direction without your fire
I'd be lost here in the dark if I'm without you
Would I last long, or would I just tire
If I was alone and find may own way through

If I walked alone under the pouring rain
Carrying all the weight not knowing where to go
Without you here, what can I gain?
Would I have the strength to face [my] tomorrow?

I would go on if only you were here
I know I'll make it through if we walked together
I won't take anymore step until I have one thing
I'll only move when we're walking together

I wasn't meant to walk alone
But all these to run with you
You are inside and we are one
There I know I'm found in you

Writer's Notes: Wrote this one morning that I woke up. I was asked to run errands (to buy some food for breakfast). It was dark and raining. I thought it would be harder to walk alone. So, it resulted to this. Hehe...

Thanks to manang who was there with me to accompany me (or actually, I was the one who was accompanying her since she didn't know where to buy the best pandesal in the village. Hahaha!). I felt her (manang's) presence as important. I immediately felt the difference of being alone and walking under the pouring rain with someone there with you. The latter is WAY MUCH BETTER. I tell you. :) Kaya, people out there who are making drama and want to shut off other people from their lonely and sad lives, *batok sau* (a toinks on your head, hehe)! Think again, you hard-headed kiddo! We're here for you :) we love you!

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Escape (Take Me)

Should I hide in this shame?
Should I take all the blame?
Tell me now, should I?

Should I accept all the failures?
And drown myself in its lies?
Oh should I? Shouldn't I?

I'm waiting for you now to come and save me
I ask you now to come and save me

Take me to your sanctuary
Take me now, come on and save me
Oh take me, oh take me

Take me from my darkest hour
Take me now to a place afar
Where you are, where you are
(Where your love is)

Sway my eyes from seeing only imperfection
And place them now into Your true salvation

Stretch for me now your hands so mighty
And let it be my escape, my liberty

Writer's Notes: this is what happens when you're so tired, so stressed up, so pressured, so scared of the things to come (lalo na about political stuff and other responsibilities in school, at home, at personal life, and other people) -- you ought to write a song. :p

Haha...I was pondering a lyric that I made -- like I was praying. I really needed His sanctuary to cover me. Biruin mo, halos wala nako sa tamang pag-iisip while crossing the busy street of Pala-Pala, Dasma, and super big pa ng mga buses na dumadaan, that I got really scared. Sabi ko na lang, "Hay, just protect me O God, let your angels move my feet", hehehe...ayun, parang pakiramdam ko after I crossed the street (na barely mabangga ng jeepney), I felt and believe that angels really moved my muscles and moved my feet. Really scared ako nun thinking I might die or be in an accident -- sobrang into pieces utak ko that time pero I was saved.

After crossing the street, I was thinking of a melody, and lyrics at the same time. Dun pinanganak ung line na 'Take me to your sanctuary, oh take me, take me...' and I had the melody in mind. Then, I took the time to sit sa SM, sa isang bakanteng metal na upuan sa ground floor, sticking out my notebook from my bulky bag and began to write the lyrics, thinking of the melody at the same time. I repeated the melody a dozen times so that I could remember. It worked out well.

Now, as I am seated here in front of this PC, typing my blog (hehehe), I also tried to key in some chords -- Key of D. Wow, okay siya. Ganda ng result. Still finishing the chords and stuff.

Read on the lyrics, those are the complete words and thoughts and feelings that I needed to express.

You know what? After releasing, after uttering that prayer-like lyric and melody, I felt better. Parang nawala na yung bigat sa loob ko. Check out my shoutout in Friendster.com, related ata ung ginawa kong shoutout eh.

Sige, nightie-outzzz!!! :p

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Di ako maka-post :(

Sobrang busy, sobrang tired, sobrang pre-occupied na least priority na dapat ang Computer stuff. Hay, di makapag-blog, di barely makapag-check ng emails and makapag-friendster 'gala' which is part of my routines while online. Hay talaga un! Kasi right now pagod nako at puputulin ko na kagad tong blog entry na'to. Bbye huhuhu -- still have to scan one map :'(

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Emergency Holler

I see discomfort from your eyes
Yet you show us that you smile
I can't help but ask you why
You cover up and lie

I trust in who you are
Forget things you might do
I'd patch up all your scars
I'd be there and heal you

When will you run for cover
And begin to pour it out
Tell me your concerns and anger
I'm here to help you start

You relied on what you thought solution
You were trying to conceal
Your silence seemed the best resort
But the wounds still wouldn't heal

But it all seems invisible
Your whole being like a mystery
You're too frail and gullible
Don't think you're enough free

The more you think you'd handle
Darkness becomes your master
You're sunk low in this puddle
And you're devoured by this monster

When you're so through and tired
Like in an emergency holler
May there be a hand out
So that life wouldn't be unfair

Writer's notes: Sana ma-solve na yung problema 'mo'. Pero how? Sana lang when we're all tired of this maze, this confusion, may way out when we give up...I'm beginning to get tired...ilang oras ko na to ginagawa...di ko ma-express...mixed emotions kasi eh, and divided attention...minsan, darkness becomes our master, when it should be a monster. Sometimes we dwell too much in darkness kasi it's comfortable and there seems no way out. It makes you tired pero sometimes we enjoy it -- un ang mahirap. Mabuti na ring mapagod tayo para in the end, we'd give up -- to Him...we'd give up fighting...we're done and through of doing it all by ourselves...we're done waiting for an opportunity that wouldn't really come...cos when we give it up, only then will the opportunities open...

Friday, November 9, 2007

Attention: A Reminder

I've redone some of my posts. I've included a side-note and reflection about the poem, sharing my insights about it.

The original link is -- http://matcieou7th.blogspot.com/

Check niyo na lang hehe ;)

"I'm back" (Matthew version :p)

Hindi lang si McArthur ang may line na ganun! It's not original and claimable by and individual to 'invent' that line anyway. :)

In my previous post, I said that something's stopping me. I said that I'd be away muna...now, am officially back in business (as usual) wuhahaha! :) Hehe...ayun sulat2 ulit! Wahehehe...lapit na pasko, sarap gumala and mag-treat ng ibang tao. :) makes ur heart leap!

God bless everyone!

Traffic

It's been hours and time is ticking
You're still not here and I'm still waiting
All this time I watch stars shooting
No hint of you, not even a warning

I stare with intent over my phone
Waiting here for a ring, a tone
I've been long sitting here all alone
Just enough to turn me into stone

I ask God for any sign
I know that I'm out of the lign
Fuzzing too much about your hands in mine
The time before that were so fine

This sure makes me so very lonely
But then I hear you suddenly call me
My gray world now begins to leave my sanity
Absconding and making me the most happy

It's been traffic, so you tell me
I've forgotten the long wait that has consumed me
You're worth the time that I felt empty
Now you're here by my side, so lucky me Ü

Writer's notes: Wahaha, di ako makatulog, it's 3:38 AM na when I wrote this one. Wala lang, gutom pa ko this time and 7:30 AM - 7:00 pa class ko sa following day, what the life? Hehehe...ang mushy no? Hehehe. Ü

Away from Distraction

If we let [our] emotions rule us
When we let temptation mesmerize
If we believe the things that fool us
We are drawn to compromise

When will you stop and realize
That things here won't complete us
When will we stop to patronize
Things here that distract us

We miss out the importance
Of things around our beings (--means existence)
All because of ignorance
We're swayed from our real purpose

Let's keep ourselves collected
And away from [our] distractions
Let's cool up and believe that
We're able to resist them

Let's not allow ourselves to be
Overwhelmed by our obstructions
Let's open our eyes and see
Beauty and affection

Writer's notes: I wrote this kasi, I've reflected a lot about distractions in this life. We should live our lives focused and undistracted. We should always believe in ourselves and we must never compromise for comfort. Comfort is a fake. It is a deception. We should REALIZE BY NOW that life is no joke, not a bed of roses. Only then will we pass the gates of these fallacies and enter into REAL comfort. But, it is an everyday decision, everyday practice.

I remember before that in church discipleship that I heard this from Pastor Cora (though it may not be that accurate or precise, please bear with me):

"an action leads to a habit
a habit leads to a character
a character leads to destiny..."

This isn't pretty much the same but it's similar. Hehe...(different yung dalawang yun ah hehe) ayun, in continuation, we should always be on track of our LIFE mission and purpose, and we should not be distracted. If we get distacted, we'd be back again in life's foolish convenience and mundanity and complacency.

Let us work for a better self, always trust God (and that is always the bottom line). Let us also believe in the abilities that He (God) has given us. He wants us to use it wisely while He's away. He's watching anyway, but He's very forgiving. Let us not waste another day.

God bless us all!

Waiting

As I sit, I think of you
Fearing things I know ain't true
Wond'ring where you might be right now
Wishing you'd be here already somehow

I try to supress this feeling inside
I believe the good things, the doubts I hide
Waiting for the doors behind to slide
Till you're here just by my side

It's been hours and ages that I sit
You seem to be not able to ever make it
But patiently, again, I put my trust
I hold onto your words, I'll try to last

I knew before what I entered into
When I let my heart [to] be closer to you
I will not blame you for whatever you [might've] done
The day again's approaching, it shows the sun

I'd forgive and I'll forget your frailty
A thousand more than the infinity
If that's not enough, I'd give more
Until you'd look me and now adore

If though to you my heart I give
And you hold back and me you leave
It's just a stage to prove [to] you back
Of what real love is all about

Writer's notes: This is about forgiveness. People [that we love] may hurt us, but that's what love is all about. (To think that I'm actually saying this, haha, I should really learn this! :p) Real love forgives and is unconditional. It asks nothing in return. Though, the right response is gratefulness, love is still giving. Hmmm... :) hehehe

BTW, this is actually a variation of another one that I wrote entitled 'Traffic'. Hehe...I wrote it at the same time with a difference in a few minutes lang hehe. :) Kaso ito, about the person failing you, and you forgive, and then comes reality. Yung isa naman, it's comedic. In the end, paranoia lang pala, kelangan lang pala ng konting trust and there you have it. Patience pays. Pero beware of false patience. Baka sometimes we are patiently waiting for what we know isn't for us (or we aren't aware yet). Hehe. :) Wahahaha, am back to bloggin! :p bleh!!! Wahehehehe

"After pausing from Friendster and the internets..."

2 days ako nag-pause mag-internet huhu :)

Well kailangan ayusin ang mga bagay-bagay sa buhay-buhay para maging okay-okay ang paligid-ligid!!! Kailangan ding may focus-focus, hindi basta na lang bara-bara, parang hokus-pokus dahil ang buhay ay hindi magic-magic at basta-basta lang. Ito'y importanteng-importante at kailangang araw-araw ay ayusin natin ang ating pamumuhay. Oras-oras, minu-minuto, segu-segundo, kailangan nateng ituwid ang ating mga buhay at huwag magsayang-sayang ng panahon dahil ito'y buhay at ito'y mahalagang-mahalaga...

Hay, paulit-ulit ba, napansin niyo? Oo nga, napapansin-pansin ko din iyon minsan-minsan...pero susubukan kong dalas-dalasan ang pag-pansin dito sa susunod. May mga sumusunod-sunod pang pagpapatuloy-patuloy.

Wala lang, nais lang magsulat-sulat o post-post sa bulletin board na ito at nakakamiss talaga itong bulletin na ito. Biruin mo, dati-rati'y araw-araw kang nakakapag-bukas-bukas ng prendster akawnt mo, ngayo'y hindi na masya-masyado.

Hehe-hehe...just for laughs! :D

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

"something's stopping me..."

Something's stopping me to post any further... I can't post what I wanna post, even those that I've prepared before... Maybe I should pause first from this and breathe in air...

B-bye...

Lastikman

"If I’ll have the chance to be a pinoy super hero, I’ll choose Lastikman for a lot of good reasons.

Lastikman reflects a true Filipino heart. He is a good image of what a typical Filipino is. He has a lot of good Filipino traits.

One of Lastikman’s good traits is his being a family person. We Filipinos posses or have a good bond with our families. We use “ate” and “kuya” to show respect for elders. We “mano” on elderly people and we respect our parents. Lastikman practices and does all of that. He loves his family so much and even balances his time that he spends in saving other people and the time that he spends with his family.

Another reason why I like to be Lastikman is his love and compassion for others. He shows kindness to strangers on the streets and with the power that he has, he chooses to protect people.

Lastly, Lastikman is a very humble super hero. Even though he has superpowers and he is above ordinary people, he still chooses to remain low and he does not abuse his powers buy using it for evil and his own benefit, but instead, he helps and saves others.

He’s a very simple person that you won’t see a trace of his superhero ability and his superpowers if you meet him by the road.

Lastikman is a good-hearted person. His good heart that he has when he’s a superhero is just the same when he’s on his ordinary human form or disguise. His heart is his greatest possession that makes him a real ‘superhero’.

I believe that if anyone has the same heart that he has, even without superpowers or abilities, they are super heroes."

Writer's notes: I wrote this for Ate Grace's 2nd grade nephew. Hehe. Just a post :)

Full of Anger

What would happen if we fill ourselves
Of this hatred, retribution, non-sense?
When we are full of anger, what's next?
Does it rescue us from these dark nests?

Doesn't it reflect inside us?
Showing how we hate us?
From this deep-seated false emotion
When will we start to wake up?

Let us begin to love ourselves
And accept our failures
Empty our hearts so full of anger
Start to listen, stop to remember

Move on from our pasts
And see the light of today, tomorrow
See the rays of new hope
Fill our eyes with real colors

It feels way better
When you stop seeing all black
Try to hear this and discover
When you remove this stumbling block

Monday, November 5, 2007

"Do not be afraid..."

Do not be afraid of God and life... We love you and will never leave you...

"watching over you..."

I'll watch over you until you are able to stand on your feet... Am not gonna leave you and God help me... I am gonna see you strong and you'll be aflame...

Mirrored

Our faces shining
We see a library of truths
In front, a mirror showing
Not just agony but thoughts

Focus your eyes gracefully
Beyond what our eyes show
[Again] Observe carefully
Take your time, take it slow

It's a start of demise
Of your old man's reason
And it's the birth of promise
When you start to vision

When we see what it shows us
That truth is beauty
And reset our minds
From all our learning

We'll thank the mirrored images
That we used to point fingers
They are not mere lies
They show truth otherwise

Writer's notes: Sometimes [or for some, most of the times] when we see ourselves in the mirror, we don't see beauty. I wrote this so that we might be moved to see the beauty in the mirror. Let us appreciate what we have. They are not just things to hurt us, but it is a new set of learning. Forget a preset bad image of who you are. Put some value in yourself. When you see your weaknesses, don't be bothered, don't be afraid. They show beauty too. Read Romans 7:13-21. We see and feel weakness because we are 'aliens' from it. You are lucky. There are people who are numb of ill-doings. But you aren't... Put on some worth on yourself because you already have it...

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Fallacies

I won't believe you
I know, it's not true
These are all lies
I haven't lost you

Why do you keep pushing
When you know it won't push through
The bars of truth, reality
The gates of such virtue?

Stop all these lying
He's left there and crying
Catch all his tears and
Start seeing him smiling

You do not own supremacy
You know it ain't true
I'll write my own history
Whatever push you do

Infuse truth in your eyes
Silence all these made-up stories
Start to see everything synchronize
Shut off all these fallacies

Writer's notes: Whenever you feel like losing in this life, in it's game, do not believe in it. Do not believe in failure. Failure is just a deception. Stand once again on your feet, practice your feet into walking till they're strong enough and until you're able to stand. Believe. Believe in Him always... Believe in who He say you are, and be aware of your identity, of that secured position on secure ground...

Undeserving

Some are undeserving
Of that attention you've given
Of that treatment you've showed them
Yet they recieve all of them

Some are undeserving
To recieve things that way
To be cared for that way
Because they throw it all away

Some deserve more
Yet we don't look their way
Yet we ignore them always
And a question hangs

When will this end?
When will the arrows point
Towards the right direction?
When is [from all of this,] the moment of salvation?

We wanted things that are not for us
We failed to see things meant for us
Now let us [let Him] open our eyes
And see more than our expectations

Writer's note: Aren't we all undeserving? Yet we still recieve. Let us look on the right direction, let us direct our lives on the right track after being aware of this reality. And, this isn't just us, we pour out our hearts into things that doesn't really deserve it. We praise, we worship other undeserving things too much. This time, think again. Think were that praise, that worship should really go. Who is really deserving? Reflect [on] with what you have today. Examine the things you possess. You might not see that those are things that you should treasure and truly cherish. We might not know that we have it all already yet we still look aside, not knowing what we need in life is in front of us. Open our eyes... Let 'Him' open our eyes...

Thursday, November 1, 2007

"I Love this Day"

I love this day. It's so new, so brilliant, so different, so special, so unique!

Before, I spend my Halloween day afraid (maybe) of 'rituals' that occultists do. Now, where are they? I feel love, I feel the goodness of the month, the season. It's just a step away from complete appreciation of everything in this world.

Bow, end of my 11:15 AM blog :p

November's (Halloween's) Eve

This probably is my last post for this morning of november's first dawn. 1:05 AM on the clock.

This Eve is different than Halloween eves I had before. It's not at all scary were you think of ghosts to scare yourself and think that you're stupid after a while (cos nothing happens).

To top off what's different about this Halloween eve, I'll include the reason because it had a meaning for the first time. It's kuya Pao's birthday today, and that is someting special. He's the only person I know whos birthday is on the drop of November 1. That's a spark of life in it, adding colour to that day, adding meaning, adding much significance.

Aside from meaningful and special birthdays, I've gone out in thinking of ghosts and spirits. I've discovered new and much interesting significance for the day.

Here they are (people approaching). I think I've said enough to call it a day.

God bless everybody! :)))))))))

Beauty in November

I sit outside gates of this house
I gaze towards the grayish clouds
They're really dark and block the sun
It's quiet there's the lack of fun

But I stare again around me gently
I examine things that are beside me
And now I can see the inner beauty
Behind the fogs of reality

This darkness is only for a season
In all that happens, there's a good reason
Let us explore the sides of colors in the skies
Beyond the walls that cloud our eyes

In every season there is beauty
We just need to unlock it like a mystery
Let us adjust the lenses of our eyes
To see [the] real beauty in its disguise

Seasons of sorrows in the brink of night
And laughter in the height of daylight
They're all just the same being
Just one in different clothing

It is such a great and wond'rous discovery
When you begin to see the real scenery
Behind the things that sometimes seem
To temporarily rob our serenity

Writer's notes: I've shared this to the Birthday boy of today, este, Birthday king pala hehehe. I've told him about my [this] reflection before, greeting him in advance for his birthday.

It's about time there is life in what I'm writing, not just mere exercise and expression. Dead naman hahaha.

Eto pala yung original na dapat na i-gift ko (simple gift actually) para kay Kuya Pao, compared ba naman sa worth niya sa'ten diba? Ahehe. (Oo nga naman, come to think of it...) hehehe, at may mga reflections and realizations pa? Galing talaga.

There's always lot to learn (and that is to sleep na siguro, I guess hehe. 1 AM na naman, gising pa rin!).

God bless everyone and to the special birthday celebrant. May he feel special and stop denying it! Hehehe :) Cheers for him! :)

Son of November (A Tribute)

He's the son of November
He's a wonderful gift
You might think that it's awful
[to be] Born on months like this

But You should see else
See what he possess
The beauty of November
Epitome of [its] goodness

November may be dark
Silent and mysterious
Yes he is, but
He's also way wond'rous

He devoted his time
And shared what he had
And what more wonderful gift
Could ever match that?

On this day of his remembrance
We're thankful he's here
A gift of God to everyone
Let us give him a cheer

We will wish you a candle
On this special day
May we see more hearty laughters
Happy Birthday! :p

Writer's Notes: This is for Kuya Pao, gumawa ako ng completely new poem and I really just expressed appreciation. God bless him always and speaking of blessings, EXCEEDING blessings in the high places! San ka pa? Hehehe :)

Muli, yappy Birthday, este, Happy Birthday!!! (There's the word 'happy' oki-doki?) ahehe :D

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