musing vs mussing

i have been blog-hopping lately and was confused with the words 'musings' and 'mussings'...i thought they're almost the same so it's no big deal if one uses the one instead of the other. consulting the free dictionary (thank you internet) i sighed - dear me!!! they're amp, different!

here...

Musing as a noun - a calm, lengthy, intent consideration, reflection, rumination, thoughtfulness, contemplation, attentive consideration and meditation; as in  "after much musing, i decided to join the reunion"
 
As an adjective - deeply or seriously thoughtful; as in "the weird picture of a musing little boy";


 
and then here's the other word...
 
Muss as a noun - a state of confusion and disorderliness; as in "he smoothed the mussiness of the tablecloth"

As a verb - make messy or untidy; as in "i so hate his mussing my hair all the time"


is that so???  okay, now i know.

7 truths about love (bob ong)

"Gamitin ang puso para alagaan ang taong mahal mo.
Gamitin ang utak para alagaan ang sarili mo."

"Parang elevator lang yan eh, bakit mo pagsisiksikan ung sarili mo kung walang pwesto para sayo. Eh meron naman hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin."

"Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo.
Malay mo sa mga susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang."

"Hiwalayan na kung di ka na masaya.
Walang gamot sa tanga kundi pagkukusa."

"Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo.
Kasi may mga tao rin na di mo mahal pero mahal ka.. Kaya quits lang."

"Hindi lungkot o takot ang mahirap sa pag-iisa
kundi ang pagtanggap na sa bilyon-bilyong tao sa mundo,
wala man lang nakipaglaban upang makasama ka."

"Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lang yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!"

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!

nothingness

It's nothing but a circle
and a cycle on and on and on and on
you - being born, you-living, you-loving, you-hurting
you-giving up or you- loving/living some more.
you are there, they can see
they can feel 'coz you are there...and then you're gone
you aren't there, they can't see
they can't feel 'coz you aren't there even if you know you still are there
you are gone, even if you are not
gone gone gone
and the cycle goes on and on and on and on
you, and that circle have become one or... nothing.
Ah, nirvana.

don't wake me up

Write everything...

Let it all out...

Fifteen years in the making,

the story in my mind...

No good use in pretending.

Happiness, at times

is an elusive dream...

Yet, you keep on dreaming

Yet, you keep believing...

one day soon

Those who have brains

will think

Those who have lips

will speak

Those who have hearts

will feel

Those who have hands

will work... for peace. 

For peace, in and out.

Write everything...

right now, or forever be shushed.

Let it all out or

it will blow off, inside.

Like fireworks.

Like fire that doesnt work.

Fifteen years in the making.

Happiness, at times

is a beautiful, wonderful dream.

But for now... let me 

let me not let go of the pains

let me not let go of life

let me not let go of the dream

Let me dream and

Let me write...everything.

Let me sleep.

Let me be...

Let it be.

and if it is not too much

not too much to ask...

please dont wake me up.

---when September ends

rape is not a laughing matter

People will never understand

the emotional pain of being raped.

Or still feeling dirty 22 years later.

Or blaming yourself because

you would think that you might

have done something to deserve it.

Or hating a particular scent because

your rapist commented that you smell good in it.

Or hating how you look like and even

calling it a curse because you thought

that it was the reason why you were sexually assaulted.

Or letting yourself go hoping that men

wouldn't find you attractive anymore.

Or the urge to leave everything behind

so the pain would just stop.

Only people who experienced the same violence

will ever understand it.

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[M.Magallanes, Aug.31,2018]

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#RapeIsNotAJoke #RapeIsNotALaughingMatter #StopVAWC

#BabaeAko #Respect #WomensRights #SexualHarassment

#RapeIsACrime #MayRespetoAngMgaBisaya #DiliKatawAnan

what's it all about?

what's it all about alfie? is it just for one moment we live? what's it all about when you sort it out alfie? are we meant to take more than we give or are we meant to be kind? if only fools are kind alfie, then i guess it is wise to be cruel. and if might belongs only to the strong alfie, what would you lend an old golden rule?

as sure as i believe there's a heaven above alfie, i know there's something much more - something even non-believers can believe in. i believe in love alfie, without true love we just exist alfie. until you find the love you missed, you're nothing alfie. when you walk let your heart lead the way, and you'll find love everyday, alfie, alfie.

yes my dear friends, those are the exact words in the song entitled ALFIE written by burt bacharach and hal david...immortalized by the film of the same title stars michael caine, and recently redone stars jude law. now you can start guessing why i so love the song...even its melody, so hearthbreakingly-soothing if there is such a thing. the irony of loving...of love.