Maligayang past-ko

Bakit napili ng mga nakatatandang gawing Disyembre ang pasko? Malapit sa pagpapalit ng taon ng ating kalendaryo? Minsan tuloy, napagiisa ko na lang un nararamdaman kong lungkot..


"It's the best time to look back, well, maybe not the best, but there's a tendency for us to feel nostalgic when a year's about to end." 


(wala naman talaga akong kakampi pagdating doon) 
12.25.2010 21:47


Ang nakalipas na mga buwan ay punong puno ng pagsubok. Palagay ko nga, ang taong 2010 ang siyang humubog ng husto sa'kin, sa amin. May mga bagay na masaya, may malungkot at mayroon din namang dapat na lang itago at ibaon sa limot.


Kung tatanungin ako kung handa ako? Sa mga buwelta sa'kin ng mga desisyon ko sa taong ito?


Hmmpphhh...


Hindi sa iba, at oo sa nakararami... Mas matibay na ko ngayon, sana kayo rin. 

Sa mga nagpapakadakilang manggagawa..

Some food for the soul

It’s not the intellect that makes people successful, it’s the common sense. You need to think like the streets mark. You need to be wise.

There’s no such thing as perfect job, there’s no such thing as perfect boss, there’s no such thing as perfect company, but there is what we call HARDWORK. All you need is a strong back and a sound mind.

Wala talagang perpektong tao

Kahit ang pinakamamahal mo, ang inaakala  mong pinakamagaling at tinitingala mo. At kapag dumating na nga yung panahon na mayroon siyang gagawin na hindi kanais nais, hindi mo naman magawang magalit. A part of you is hurting but another part is trying to understand why. In the end, it will be you against your values.

Dagdagan ko na lang next time.

A Jester’s Emotional Sagacity

by Jeffrey Deyto  Friday, March 02, 2007

( http://www.authorsden.com/visit/viewPoetry.asp?AuthorID=52392 ) White as a cloud Never imagined the light I have found I never knew it just when I turned around I saw a face that plays a beautiful sound In a world so cold You stood before me and reached my hand to hold Time had passed me by but I don’t mind As long as you are with me and say you’ll be mine You’ll never realize the joy you bring to me You wake me up from my fantasy You are my only reality You’ll never knew how much you mean to me Joyful voices that I never hear Are singing with me every time you are near A melancholy of the things I have done You sing a rhapsody that I’ve never sung For I’m just a clown But you don’t let me down You raised me up and said, “at least I have tried” In every time I fall when I try to fly I wish that you would feel the same I wish that I could win this game I’m ready to wait for sometime or even a lifetime And I’ll be grateful to die if love is a crime

Moonbeam

by Jeffrey Deyto Friday, March 02, 2007 ( http://66.220.11.194/visit/viewpoetry.asp?AuthorID=52392&id=183704 )

Moonbeam bursts into the twilight Our day have passed and here comes the night I love it when my shadow comes alive Darkness of my thoughts where my consciousness dives Under the moonbeam sky, where my home lies Are my dreams and promises, and so my lies Alone I cry and people did not take a damn The one who understands truly is the MAN Sometimes, I’ve said unto thee That my shadow could be the real me ‘Cause he used to sit beside me and dream, Under the moonbeam sky where we won’t scream

Synecdoche- New York

I didn't understand this one the way I did with the definition of its title. I've tried googling and consulting wiki for the word, and I've asked someone who've already saw the film (he didn't help, though).

Caden (Philip Seymour Hoffman) ambitioned to create a stage play on how people deal with the fact that they'll all die, be it their (unconscious) denial of this fact, their ways of executions, even to the simple routines that contribute to one's acceptance or non- acceptance of this fact. However, it was not long before this project that Caden discovered a lot of serious ailments. His wife who was an artist left him taking their daughter to Berlin. He then went through a lot of discoveries. He was too busy catching up with his numerous affairs that he has lost his sense of time and find it very difficult finding a reason to continue with his life.

Essentially, we're also part of the play that Caden's creating. We play the role of a dead person; striving fellows; we share the same misery and joy with others (perhaps, in different forms). Wherever we are, whatever we're doing, the movie didn't revolve round the concept of putting up this show about life. Its a wake up call for everyone to know that we all have roles to play. I maybe the writer now and you are the reader, but one day, sooner or later, everyone will trade places.


Cue: "Die"