Thursday, July 30, 2009

you are a kite – fly high

made by mama’s skillful hands, you are formed beautifully. colored with love in each strand – inspired to fly, fly so free… fly high kite, fly and fly, to the heights, to the heavens. fly high kite, to the sky, discover your dreams – see new edens…go steady kite, in facing currents, balance, remember, is a friend. swing and dance even in torrents, to one side, to the other – to the end…

then as you fly, you see, you feel, the past, the now, the future. find some strength but be still. you are the one- be one with nature… and if your wings would ever wear, slowly come back, for a rest. ‘coz no wind can ever give you a tear. with dignity and pride – you passed the test!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

afraid of being afraid?


he is just a man and he keeps on saying it. he is just a man and he can be a subject to many-a-things a man could...struggle upon... says felbert (an old buddy). felbert may just be a name but the man behind that name is more than just a man. he even is sometimes everything but just a man. he is more than just a man 'coz he knew that he is just a man. what is just a man? why is simply accepting you are makes you aren't...is this some kind of a philosophical joke? oh i'm afraid i could not linger on this matter. i am afraid i have known much that i'm afraid i might be afraid to go the wrong way. yes. perhaps. i'm just afraid.

tell me in your simplest language, who is to say that a man shouldn't be afraid? a man could be afraid - he should be afraid sometimes. this world could sometimes be so strange. this world could sometimes be so big...so big...and...so strange...that it is almost so understandable if one couldn't help but be afraid. talking matter of factly, anything in this world: from friendship to religion, from money to love...could send shivers to one's bones...as if it would take a miracle to remove the plug. oh miracles happen everyday. i'm just afraid people want more...and more...and more.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

game 4 blues

july 8, 2009. PBA finals, game 4. San Miguel vs Ginebra. awarding night for the MVP. from school we went there. used the mass transit to be there on time. (rush rush rush) whew! here's the cost (all in philippine peso- $1=48) : motor-bike to railway station= 25, train ticket=13, donut holes=45, game ticket=85, iced tea=40, popcorn=70, jeepney fare back to the dorm=15...that would be 293 in all. amp! and my team lost (despite the full-blast cheering, i needed ginger brew afterwards) --- by 2 points! how frustrating...

Sunday, July 5, 2009

because life is short


...we shouldn't waste it by not multi-tasking

...we shouldn't shorten it more by surrendering to 'stresses'

...we shouldn't let it pass by without doing something good---

---for others, and most especially

---for ourselves.

because life is short, and... time is fleeting...aja! FIGHTING!