Monday, August 25, 2008

Happy But Aching Feet

Counting down the days till I'm free of this...place (Ep 4:29, so help me God :P) so I'm taking time away from my final reports to blog on what He's been knocking into my head plus my mundane activities in the rain-soaked city. You may now proceed to Perez's or Jared's if you're so inclined because I'm 'bout to wax Quixotic. See, this would be like the part during service when the tots are dismissed and sent off to Sunday School so the grown-ups won't have any excuse not to learn.

Okay, shut the door and sit down. What've I got now? Nothing and a lot. Nothing because I don't have anything yet but, just like before, His teaching comes first--not on the destination but of the condition of my own heart. And that's what He's been doing. Thank God, I'm more docile now.

I've realized how extremely powerful His word is. It has the uncanny ability to give you peace and joy in the midst of unabashed schemes of the enemy. You can be at the receiving end of the most potentially damaging attacks from people and not feel hate or anger or fear. It is nothing short of incredible. It's the assurance that He protects you, He knows your worth, He has your life under control. (So there's no need to take things in your own hands!) Once again, our role is to simply trust and rejoice always. Rejoice under all circumstances because we have His attention. Not the heehee-haha kind but in quiet confidence stemming from the truth in His word and living by it. It's not a placebo, it's not magic. Only God's love.

I've also come to understand that I'm prime target for them, huge points for my head in their camp. Not because of any brilliant value I bring to myself but because I've got the mark. That's precisely why I feel I get short-ended (ploy number 1) many times but I've become quick to stop it from spreading in my system. Because that's how it starts, you see, followed by bitterness, envy, rudeness, pride -- the entire entourage. Next thing you know, you'll be romping proud on the outside yet hatin' on everyone from the inside, feeling so full of yourself you forget how ugly you were to begin with. So I meditate and review because healing starts with a humble heart.

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I hung out with my buddy Pantz over the weekend. My energy level was still organically high Friday night and since I had no cash in my wallet for the next two days, I decided to take the train back to the city to get money. There are no offshore banks in the heartland.

When I got done with my business, I decided to ring the dude up and found out he still at the office. What unprecedented dedication! So we decided to meet up at the embassy for a little stroll down memory lane (both recent and distant) and catch up on stuff.

We went to this mall where the main demographic precluded us seniors. You know the one if you've been there. There we ogled at things we couldn't afford and stuff we couldn't believe people needed.

After walking around, we plopped down at the Coca-Cola lounge. Reminded me of IMAX. Oh boy. Of course, we didn't spend anything. We just browsed through the magazines and watched the trailers for the Israeli film festival which happens next week. I decided I want to see Malos Habitos and The Band's Visit.

Around 1 am, we took the bus to his home turf and from there I took a cab to mine.

The next day, Saturday, we met again to see The Love Guru. We'd wanted to catch a 5 pm screening but we decided to pay a visit to Great World City. Neither of us had been there before so we took the shuttle to there even though rain made for extra effort. The place was blah but we mulled around for half an hour before going back to the embassy.

We ended up taking a 9:20 screening at the mall next to MTV's office because the movie isn't as popular as Batman. Not all the theatres screened it and the ones that did only had limited schedules for it.

Anyhow, we went in and I immediately noticed the theatre was small. Nicely appointed, sure, but small. It reminded me of the Starlight cinema in Imus. Hilarious.

It was a 4D experience watching The Love Guru. Because of that, I couldn't laugh as hard as I wanted to and had to jab Pantz's arm once or twice to contain myself. You wanna know what I mean, ask him for the full story.

That's it for now. Hope to see you again.

Friday, August 22, 2008

RIGHT BRAIN ::: Most Overused Phrase

"At the end of the day..."

Will someone please provide an alternative adverb already! Dangnabit. If I hear it one more time, I'm gonna bawl incessantly till I get a...well, nothing's worth it anymore. Oh well. *sulk*

Sunday, August 17, 2008

For This 3-Day Weekend

I demand every FILIPINO (real or vicarious) to get on this site now and vote. Click, damn it, click! Susme. Pati ba naman ito pakakawalan pa natin? Hayaan nyo na mga medalya sa mga kiasu.

Friday, August 15, 2008

BLACKLIGHTING ::: The Reality Behind

August 14, 2008
Feed My Sheep

In many ways, this is the tourbillon, retrograde, and perpetual calendar. ;) This is why I can never believe it's futile.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

RIGHT BRAIN ::: The Sky is Falling

Chicken Little is hurrying
Umbrella 'neath her wing.

She thinks the sky is falling fast
So goes to tell the King.

But, after she has spread the news
And all is told and said

The good old King just laughs at her
And sends her home instead.

Monday, August 04, 2008

Oh Yeah. Believe It.



This is a song from the upcoming NKOTB resurrection album. It's Click Click Click written by Nasri. This kid is quite talented, check out his MySpace. I think many are gonna have to agree (grudgingly) that the song is good, eh? I've already been building up good vibes for their new stuff since hearing Summertime and Close To You. This one justifies it. Bring on the Block!

Sunday, August 03, 2008

BLACKLIGHTING ::: Samahan Mo 'Ko Lagi, Ha?

Lagarista itong si Screwtape. Di pa nga humuhupa yung kadaraan lang, eto't meron na namang bago. Alam nya kase malayo ako sa mga anchor ko ngayon eh, pisikal at emosyonal, kaya tinitira nya ko kung s'an nya alam mahina ako. Tunay ngang parte na ng pamumuhay dito ang salakayin ng elementong di pangkaraniwan kumbaga. Asintado ang mga tira nila, mahirap labanan...pero kailangan.

Kaya ko ba? Kaya nya. Alam ko ba? Alam nya

Ganun nga ang kalakaran sa pang-araw-araw at hinahatak akong sumuko dahil walang pagbabagong maganda e. Wala naman siguro akong nakaligtaan sa paghahanda para dito at buo din naman ang pasya kong sumugod. Kaso talagang hindi madali at patibayan ng loob ito. Madalas sabihin walang personalan pero wala namang ibang aspeto bukod doon e. Ewan ko, iba talagang mundo ito. Pero pasasaan pa't magbubunga rin ito ng maganda. Hindi ko alam kung dito mismo o sa ibang landas. (Mukhang sa iba kase ganun na talaga ang dinatnan ko e.) Pano ko nalaman? Araw-araw ko ba namang hilingin sa kanya lahat ng ito eh palagay ko naman gets na nya. Pero higit pa doon, mahal nya ko e. Maraming salamat sa pagpasan mo sa 'kin sa bawat sandali. Alam ko lilipas din ito pero habang nandyan pa, sandal lang ako sa 'yo. Wag mo ko hayaan maniwala sa mali.

OA mo naman, Tinay! Di naman. Kaya lang itong paraan ko para maproseso ang mga bagay e.

Hapdi na ng mata ko. Kulang kase ko sa tulog.

RIGHT BRAIN ::: Like This

California
Rufus Wainwright

California, California
You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed
Big time rollers, part time models
So much to plunder
That I think I'll sleep instead

I don't know this sea of neon
Thousand surfers, whiffs of freon
And big nights back east with Rhoda
California please

There's a moment
I've been saving
A kind of crucifix around this munchkin land
Up north freezing, little me drooling
That's Entertainment's on at eight
Come on Ginger slam

I don't know this sea of neon
Thousand surfers, whiffs of freon
And my new grandma Bea Arthur
Come on over

Ain't it a shame that at the top
Peanut butter and jam they served you
Ain't it a shame that at the top
Still those soft skin boys can bruise you
Yes I fell for a streaker

I don't know this sea of neon
Thousand surfers, whiffs of freon

Ain't it a shame
That all the world can't enjoy your mad traditions
Ain't it a shame that all the world
Don't got keys to their own ignitions
Life is the longest death in California

California
You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed
So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead
You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed
So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead

So what's the significance now, chump? I just know how Rufus feels on this one. S'all.