Where is my faith?

Helping at a Cost

2011-10-20T15:19:00.005+08:00

Several days ago I have felt a new level of rage like I've never felt before after seeing a footage of a two year old girl getting hit by a van somewhere in China. It was an accident and that was enraging in itself because it would have been prevented if the parents of the child had been there. What really lit up the fire was the moments that took place after the accident. As what the footage shows, a lot of passersby on foot or on wheels passed by the bleeding child without stopping by even to at least have a clear look. What is wrong with that picture? !#$!@#$!@#$

It was only minutes later that finally someone 'a passing cleaner woman' had the decency to try and help the poor little girl. May God bless her for having the courage to listen to her conscience and overcome the fear that the other passersby proclaimed in their defense. (Ref. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-pacific-15331773) They were afraid that it was yet another scam that would cause them to lose money in the end.

After a few days in the hospital under intensive care, the little girl died. (Let us offer a prayer for her soul.)

This tragic situation got me thinking and sent some shivers down my spine. It also presented me with a question of conscience. What would have been my immediate reaction if I was there when it happen? Would I have been one of those who passed by oblivious to the unfortunate little girl's suffering? Or would I have been like the cleaner woman who shut the evil whispers of self-preservation and went ahead to help the little girl? I pray that I may never have to face such a situation. May God bless and protect us all.

Friend or Foe

2011-10-18T16:43:00.008+08:00

As we journey through this life, we will be met by challenges and obstacles.

These things can come in many ways. In the most unexpected of forms. For all you know that rock in front of you is there to see your demise. What is unfortunate though is that the most difficult of them comes in the form of living, breathing persons.

They may come frankly as our enemies. Or they may come in the form of harmless friends. Such a sad thing to ponder, that even the person you trust the most could be your most dangerous foe who would readily bring out a knife as soon as your back is turned.

And that is not even enraging, but is just plain sad. But remember, life brings two sides of the coin. For if we have enemies, life can also bring out true friends and allies. These too can come from the most unexpected of forms, but when realized have the potential to give us the strength that enable us to sprint through the last lap. To the victory and realization of our dreams.

But these are only the claims of a fool that does not know anything at all. But if per any chance I have had hit the truth even if by just a hair. Look well and look hard. A tricky task is knowing who is whom.

HOLD YOUR TONGUE

2011-10-08T13:18:00.006+08:00

Almost everyday we are faced with situations that tests how quickly can we rise or sink from our true selves.

(The following narration may or may have not taken place, but it sure is a good example of how our tongues when unchecked, can easily drag us down to hell)

About a week ago I shunned a boy who has approached me to ask for money. I told him to go away and that I knew he was stealing from our compound every time he gets an opportunity, especially when no one is at home. He gave me a big guilty grin and went away. That boy is a known petty-thief here in our neighborhood, but I immediately felt remorse after unleashing those offensive words.

I knew right there and then that I have wronged that boy even if what I accused of him was true. Why? For all I know, that kid could have just sworn not to steal anything anymore and that my words will have plunged him right back to his old habits. Yay for me (good-old-me,) trying to live out the faith only to have my slimy tongue drag me hundreds of steps backwards.

The memory of that situation will be with me for a long time. The next I will see that boy, I hope to offer him kind words and some bread to at least make up for my errs. Hoping that instead of discouraging him and causing him to fall further into the abyss, that I will encourage albeit step by step to know that there can yet be something good waiting for him in this world.

Epilogue:

Some say our hero had a chance to meet the boy whom he had erred and was able to make up for it. He even helped the boy finished up college and get a job. Now that boy is a family man and is out in the world looking for unfortunate boys and girls not unlike what he was once was to help them discover what good the world has to offer.

I don't know what RH bill is all about.

2011-10-01T14:56:00.007+08:00

One of the biggest thorn the Catholic church here in the Philippines is currently experiencing is this issue on the RH bill. What is it all about? I've heard it's all about sex and I'm going to have to find out more about it one of these days if I dream of calling myself a practicing Catholic.

Even though I am not totally unaware of it's 'existence' all I've heard are bits and pieces.

I have heard that all of our religious kin our stirred quite a bit by this new fancy trick our lawmen our cooking up. I know that the moral issue on abortion is involved. While at one point I have heard that it is about population control. And others said that there is a whole lot of money being involved in the back of it all. And of which I asked, 'When did it ever not involved money?'

And quite frankly all I can do is but guess, for now. Because I intend to know more about it and hopefully the picture will be a bit clearer and clearer as i begin to see more of it piece by piece. And I'm going to share my thoughts here on this blog every step of the way.

Dog Food incident

2011-09-10T12:44:00.004+08:00

Yesterday, after getting some supplies for planting I stopped by the pet store to buy some food and a new chain for my dog. So I went in, bought some dog food, selected a chain and went out as soon as the transaction was done.

But then just outside of the store, I saw something that made me feel guilty about buying the dog food and the chain. A man was lying on some flatten cardboard boxes near the sidewalk adjacent to the pet store. He was almost naked and had dirt all over his body. And as if to add to the picture an overflowing garbage bin is sitting right next to him. It was not a pleasant sight. And I felt a bit guilty because there I was spending something for a dog and yet outside there was a man who apparently needed some kind of aid.

But when I asked myself what was I going to do, all I heard was silence. Shame on me. I proceeded home with my conscience bowed down.

The situation of that man I saw outside the pet store is sadly also the situation of many others scattered all throughout this country. There are hundreds of people like him out there in the streets and I don't need any official consensus to prove it. Just take a stroll or ride around the city and you will see what I talking about.

My inaction bothered me. I was caught in the spur of the moment. I knew what to do but I was somehow held in place. I could have given the man some spare change or a piece of bread but I didn't. Sure it wouldn't have solved all his life's problems, but I am positive it will lighten up his burden for a bit. Perhaps what froze me was the knowledge that it wouldn't be a lasting solution, and might even cause the seemingly able man to become more dependent of alms and donations and won't bother to try again in life.

What should be done here? How can we eliminate poverty? This is an age old question that many have asked before. Should we give out our own belongings and possessions to the less fortunate as what the good Book says? Or perhaps a change in our society's system is needed?

Debatable, yes. But I hope our country's leaders shouldn't debate on it to much, lest my 'inaction flu' contaminate them.

MAMA MARY'S BIRTHDAY

2011-09-08T15:26:00.006+08:00

Today is mama Mary's birthday, and so I just got to have a post today.

Happy birthday Mama Mary, you have always been there for us. Please continue to do so. You have always understood us when we sinned against your Son and in fact have prayed for us that we may be able to find our way back to Him. We thank you for the times when you lent out a helping hand when we find ourselves in trouble and for the times you shielded us from the devastating effects of our own sins. You know that we love you very much despite our sinfulness. Please continue to be with us always. Ma, Happy birthday.

I hope everyone today whether they are Catholics or not experience a wonderful and holy day. For today we commemorate the day of our Lady's birthday. This glorious day heralds the sure coming of our Messiah Lord Jesus Christ. Today we are urged to pray the rosary, hear the holy mass and offer a gift in honor of our most loving Mother, Mary.

One more thing ... let us not forget to thank our own mothers today too, because oblivious as it may seem, they are our earthly 'Mother Mary' for they are as ready and as willing to sacrifice everything for each one of us. Thanks Ma.

For the greater glory of God. Amen.

Pray the Rosary

2011-08-23T12:15:00.006+08:00

Easy, it has not been. The world offers just a lot of things to distract us from walking straight towards salvation.

I originally had planned to make a post at least once a week on this blog even if it seems that I am the only one reading my postings, but a slob of laziness, a cup of excuses and a pinch of other worldly things-to-do barred me from doing so.

Anyway, I have been doing something that would help me with my chosen faith. I have been striving to pray the rosary everyday. Although 'struggling' should have been the more accurate verb to use in the previous sentence, I have made up my mind to have the rosary part of my life.

The rosary is a broad subject in itself, and at the same time it is a short summary of the life of Jesus Christ through the eyes of his and our blessed heavenly mother Mary.

I will post more on the topic of the rosary in the light of my personal experiences. For the meantime you may check out www.rosary-center.org for more information.

Got to have direction

2011-07-08T11:25:00.010+08:00

Here is a picture of a crazy homeless man wandering in the middle of the street oblivious to the people and traffic around him. I'm guessing his thoughts are not that similar to what most of the people around him are thinking.

Sometimes like a bum, we wander about aimlessly. We think not so much of the future, but only of the present. A potentially dangerous situation to be in, especially when the devil is involved. He tempts us with sin and its temporal rewards. Enticing us with the pleasures of this material world and excludes the consequences attached to it after this short earthly life.

The homeless man in the picture is unfortunate indeed, but those of us who have souls similar to that of a bum are the true unfortunate ones.

And so as not to starve my soul I will add this newbie check-list to my weekly itinerary.

Participate in the Eucharistic Mass Celebration
Go to confession
Pray the rosary (if not everyday then at least all the decades of the rosary)
Save the world

Whatever our 'to do' lists maybe let us not forget to include some if not all of the 'items' that can help us reach our true final destination. God.

May God bless us all.

P.S.

Here is a passage you might want to lookup:

Matthew 6:19-21

Step 1: Admit

2011-04-19T23:50:00.009+08:00

I have sinned. These three simple words are amazingly very difficult to pronounce at times. In fact, there are points in time wherein I forget that they even exist in my vocabulary. Is this normal? I'm pretty sure it is, I mean for a guy like me, please... , making mistakes are at the bottom of my least-favourite-things-to-do list. (What? This is my blog, I can lie as much as I want here.)

Well, I'm not one to dwell on my own perfection, but what I'm really interested in is to try and let you bleed through your eyes if ever you get all the way through this post because of the tremendous errors in my perception of things.

That said, allow me to throw the following questions at you.

"Have you sinned?"

"On the scale of one to ten, how much damage have you cost?"

"Will work for food." (Wait, this is for my sign, sorry.)

"Have you had any regrets?." (Not at all? Oh you pure evil you...!)

My dear friends the reason why I am flailing these questions around is not to force you to commit self-incrimination, but to share with you the questions I have been asking myself these past few days. And though I will not divulged here all the scandalous (yum) things I have done for fear that the secret police is reading this I admit that even if I am ... (let's settle for ...) cute as I am repugnant, I ... am a ... big fat sinner. (Whew, that help took the load off if you know what I mean :P )

The road to our salvation is not something totally hidden from us. We have the Catholic church to guide us through all the way. The problem is that as we go along the road sometimes gets a little bumpy and irregular. And we might even fall at times and take a few steps backward, but even so I know (despite how unqualified I am to say this) that any time if we decide in humility to admit our faults and give it all up to God, Christ Himself will help us get back on our feet and strengthen us so that we may continue on.

May our Lord Jesus Christ protect and bless us all. Peace.

The Spiritual Stand

2011-04-18T15:15:00.014+08:00

The forces of good and evil are always at battle with each other. A fact that we all know, right? Right. (Oh yeah.)
Take for example this picture above. You can see my cat (the one on its belly) gazing warningly and fiercely at the black cat (our neighbour's cat) lest his food be taken away.

There is a war being wage and our part is inevitable.

If we look at mankind's history we can see that this war goes back as far as the Creation when the angel Lucifer rebelled against God saying "Non serviam." He tried to take something that was and is not rightfully his and thus was thrown down into the pits of hell by the Archangel Michael.

This stand-off between good and evil is manifested all throughout our lives and most of the time we are oblivious to fact that sometimes we play our part as pawns and kings of this universal event.

This week as we near the day of commemoration of the death of Christ we are confronted by the question that asks which side are we most of time in this spiritual chessboard. This is the time of the year for us to renew our stand against the forces of evil lest we lose what is rightfully ours.

Thus though I am drunk as I am obscure on the point of this post. I call to you my brothers and sisters in Christ. To arms against the forces of hell! Glory be to God!

Distractions

2010-09-23T19:04:00.003+08:00

Distractions. It has been a big part of my life. I am not proud of it, but sometimes it is a blessing to be distracted.

Supposing I had been a very focused guy from the beginning, maybe ought to be in a high place right now. With my wicked skill set and my ridiculous handsomeness the world would have been at my feet in no time. But I imagine that wouldn't be fun, and besides I especially love to be distracted.

...

Life. We are all in this together, and each of us only has one shot in this mundane existence and its back to cosmos where we are either be having shots with our Creator or frying our asses for eternity. So it is highly important to fasten that buckle and get your shit together and be aware. For me these distractions are very real, in fact, right now as I write this one, a lot of things pop up in front of me saying, "Hey louie, look at me!" And no I'm not only referring to porno ads, these include out of the blue ideas to sudden cravings which one does not know exactly from whence it came from.

Nah... I'm too distracted right now to finish this one..

Hostage Drama in Manila

2010-08-26T21:09:00.004+08:00

It was all over the news. A recently laid off disgruntled ex-policeman held hostage a tourist bus in Manila. It was a tragedy from the start, a man that had been trained to be a keeper of peace played the exact opposite role. But deeper the rabbit hole still, would be to ask why such a foolish yet daring act? Yes, he wanted to be reinstated, but why did he chose a path that would clearly take him further away from what he allegedly wanted? Why?

As time passed, the crisis went from bad to worse. Mistake after mistake, everyone involved took. It was one of those bad rainy days when not a ray of sunlight would break through the wall of thick black clouds looming over the lands.

Finally, albeit our hopes and prayers of a peaceful resolution to that 'real' nightmare, disaster struck. A cry of plea was failed to be heard and more importantly innocent lives were lost.

A mixture of pain, anger and frustration was and is still expressed by all. Especially amplified by the friends, family and all those who were disgusted and angered by what happened.

We deeply apologize for our brothers and sisters in Hongkong, especially to the immediate friends and relatives of the victims. I know this post means nothing and certainly would not bring back nor make up for the mistakes that was committed leading to the tragedy. I am merely a bum.

Despite being a bum, I also know that revenge would be a nice vent for any kind of pain we experience that is caused by others. It gives us a sense of satisfaction and justice. But revenge, ironically is not justice, at least not the kind justice that I have been taught. And surely there are those that are to blame, but pointing our fingers to the guilty does not also really help improve anything.

What then?

A lot of quick fixes and long term answers pop out, but those are for next time since my brain juice ran out again. But to shy away from joking…

Let us pause for a few moments as we offer our prayers for all the victims and the relatives of that dark day. Peace may be theirs.

everyday politics

2010-06-08T02:51:00.005+08:00

One of the things I recently have uncovered is how our society is infested with hidden barriers, territories, or invisible fences. I do not clearly understand nor do not know what to call this for I am an just ignorant bum, but I can honestly say that such a thing exists. If it doesn't and you don't recognize it, then the environment I am in must be a unique one.

In my mind, one of the reasons why Philippines is most especially infected with regionalism, is precisely the fact that it is composed of regions. (I know how to recite the alphabet song too!) It is a freakin' archipelago. This means that people grow up in virtually different environments. They have their own neighborhoods that have different rules and what nots. Geeez. This means different ideologies, customs, traditions, and obviously different characters. Put them together in a box, then puff, we will not only have coco crunch, but we will have a crab fight as well. Even the innocents and the clueless get drag down too. What a pity, we are supposed to be brethren, hailing under one flag. Tsk3x.

Well, looks like there's still a lot of things to do before we can call this one truly a nation. Who is to blame?

...to be continued.

God bless!!!

Power Crisis

2010-06-03T23:19:00.008+08:00

I think I am going crazier or paranoid by the moment, but I think UFOs are watching me. I consulted rum the other night and it told me that I got to watch out from those freaking ears that keep on eavesdropping, eyes that keep on peeping and monkeys that keep on trying to sabotage the world.

Never thought a rum-loving bum like me could get caught up in this kinda of mess that are reserved for those who like to play the 'who-has-the-power-game'. Pity. Well, I really believe I could have some if only I just have enough interest (oh boy, the rum's starting to talk hehe), but good ol' rum's all I want to have and want none of that unholy game of yours. And besides, rum keeps those pestering UFOs at bay.

Power. Such a tempting word. It was lust for power that felled Satan from the heavens and was what exiled our first parents from God's eden. It is what it means, for it can have power over us, puny weaklings that are basically nothing without the true Power (God). ... I don't want to go into that 'Theo-stuff' cause I'm face-flat-on-floor ignorant on that subject, so as usual I would just like to spill what I've observed from my perspective.

Look around. It is unarguably growing in frequency. The multitude of power-hungry thieves are growing in number. Everybody wants a piece, to the point that it looks kind of comical, for me at least (but then my perception of things are altered by the rum in my veins). Who is to blame on all of this? Who? I do not know. It could be a cluster of reasons starting from centuries ago. There was the colonization, then the revolution, ... , betrayal, etc., and etc... Or maybe biology and not history could be the cause of this human tendency to seek for power. Who knows? Well, yeah, maybe some of you out there know what the dilly is really going on, but I am one hundred percent certain that I do not know (right now for the rum level is not that high yet).

Power for me is not at all bad. It can be a very good thing, in the hands of a righteous steward anyway. What's just bothering my earwax is that the sacred delegation of such a delicate thing seems to be taken for granted. I don't need to state proof on this argument. Just take a look around you. Observe. See?

(Here comes the anyway part...) Well anyway, if you are one of the few good persons out there deserving to look after some chunk of power. Heed me(a drunken bum), "Tighten your belts and be warned that power corrupts the weak."

Let us bless the Lord!

to my inday :)

2010-05-12T11:01:00.001+08:00

A disaster, I am
a joke, essentially
not a knight, that is for sure
an ogre, at the very least

You, a beauty to behold
a flower to admire
light-years high, from where i crawl
charming, calm, with queenly grace.

How dare my black heart,
foul as death, decayed and rotten
have wished to be with yours,
so golden, so kind and full

A fool, indeed i am
wretched bloke, i should have stop.
Should have content myself, seeing your shadow
I just should have...

I'd rather be miserable, than smile and yet your tears fall

PHILIPPINE ELECTIONS ?

2010-05-10T23:18:00.006+08:00

The day before the elections, I felt the the wary silence that must have been felt during the days of old right before a major battle takes place. I was listening hard for a sound and yet it seemed as though the the whole country held it's breath, bracing itself for what was to come. Quite an interesting thing to note. Hmmm.

Well...

"The power of the government emanates from the people." A reminder that can be read at the regional capitol building. I guess this is what democracy means. I can only guess, because I was not taught at school what democracy is, in fact not even the community I grew up cared about fostering it into the minds its youngsters.

I know that we were taught its meaning, taught how to spell it, heck we were even taught how to pronounce it. But we were not taught how to exercise it, how to respect it, and more importantly (in my opinion anyways) how to love it. We are indifferent to it, we are ignorant on the subject, simply because we have not studied and practiced it. Yes, I guess we have a system that more or less resembles the shadow of what democracy truly is, but it is a poor excuse for a nation who boasts to be the first democratic nation in Asia.

One thing I am sure of though is that this is not the doing of our leaders, or the leaders we supposedly have chosen. Philippine democracy is experiencing el nino not because of their leaders. No, they are too good for that, cause in fact they have noble intentions for this country of ours for which they have sworn to serve. We should blame this instead on the grasshoppers, or the seven dwarfs.

And so my dear friends, I could ramble on and enumerate one by one the reasons why I do not think we deserve to be called a democratic nation, but then you would have stop reading by the time I reached section Nth article nth (but the truth is I'm just feeling lazy as of the moment). So I'll just leave you to your honesty to think of your own reasons why there are turds under our own pillows.

EAR DROPS

2010-04-24T16:49:00.007+08:00

Tongue tied again, and completely out of ideas on what to say. Maybe because I was up to no good since my last post... Well... There's where you are wrong buddy, ain't that right trusty rhum? ...because when people see me and think of me as a negligible, stinky, rugged, intoxicated bum they begin to let their guard down and talk, talk, talk.

Well, I do not deny being a negligible, stinky, rugged, intoxicated bum, because I cherish it. But I do want to deny that I have not been eavesdropping in purpose. Hehe. I won't share what I've heard here online, cause that would be darn right unprofessional. And perhaps I have misjudged so I'd better keep these things between me and myself.

This is one of the things I enjoy living outside circles, because I get to observe from a cold-dripping-rain-outside point of view, where things are sometimes most clear. So if you look outside the window and see a dirty man in tattered clothes shivering under the pouring rain, that's probably me. Sad.

But I do have my own circles FYI(even if you haven't asked), the circles that I love being with no matter how wicked and imperfect the people in it are (well, partly because i'm on of the most wicked and imperfect in it).

Well, my point is, (an advice that does not apply to a vulgar man like me) CHECK BEFORE LETTING YOUR MOUTH GO. Well that's if you have something to hide...

I could be wrong, but I could also be right (hmmm...naa..). . That's all for now.

Don't skip sunday masses! Ciao!

Vote and Vote wisely?

2010-04-04T12:22:00.006+08:00

Nothing much has improve in my bum life since my last post. I have gone through a lot but a lot also have gone. I have poor retention skills, I guess. So this post is probably going to be a bit more boring and incoherent than all of my previous post. A sign of brain deterioration? Maybe. (Although it must be the kind of rhum I'm drowning myself on these days, nobody knows for sure.)

A lot have gone through, since my last post.

Solemnities, feasts, holidays, calamities and other local and international events that have and could have an adverse effect on my 'sleep-drink-sleep' routine. Anyway, no point mentioning them all now, says the empty bottle next to me, so let me just take a peek on the next sure chapter we all Filipinos all have to painfully go through (again). This is none other than the --- (drum roll please) --- upcoming presidential elections.

Grrrrr.

Have you ever been betrayed by someone you hold dear or a least thought of as somebody you can trust, like democracy for instance? For me, not that I do not believe anymore in promise democracy holds for this country, judging from my what I have seen so far, questions such as this confront me:

Is this really the solution that we all need? Are we really going somewhere with this so-called democratic processes? And hey you, older guys, what do you think, have you seen an improvement or at least felt that a dramatic weight from your shoulders has been lifted off when doing faithfully your God given right to vote?

I don't have the answers to all of these. I'm just a bum with a rhum, but I do hope we are not lead blindly by those who could have the power to change all these things for the better. I hope that we faithful drunkard citizens by a stroke of luck be able to choose people that are indeed worthy of the seats of service. I hope.

...

If not...

...

stars and clouds

2009-12-15T18:12:00.007+08:00

The reason why I haven't been able to post for a long time now, is because I had been busy (the usual stuff, like looking through garbage cans, counting cars/passersby, etc ). Well, not really, but perhaps because I have been a bit confused on what to write about.

A lot has happened since my last post here and I am freakin' mad at myself for not being able to share what my 'bum-mind' had in mind.

Some of the things that would have been worth mentioning include: The series of typhoons that disturbed the peace here at my homeland. The story of one boxing hero celebrated all over the world. The most recent inhuman massacre that happened to my brothers and sisters of the south. And many many other things that are worth the time to be looked into.

Anyway...

It would have been nice if I was able to blabber away with fingers pointed to others but myself, chatting away, accusing and sentencing those I think who have had their hands stained with red ... or at least accuse those who my 'rhum' tells me to.

Unto other things...

Last night, from much thinking, pondering and gulping down sweet rhum while lying under the night sky. I realized ... that mosquitoes love my blood. Poor things, they must have thought I do not have fast reflexes. I also noticed that during the course of the night, the stars twinkle and shine, and even though cumulus or nimbus clouds may block them from sight, eventually winds will move the clouds away causing the stars to emerge back on view again. This cycle goes on and on.

If we are to take this into our perspective. Although we cannot be sure that we are always the stars in the heavens. (Since we could be those heavy clouds, winds that cause change, or the birds that love to drop poo on pricks). We must remember that as the heavens change, our lives might also change, for the better or for the worst. So hang in there my fellow pinoys, let tommorow come and we may yet see the sun rise back again. :)

I lost my voice... ...

2009-11-25T17:41:00.007+08:00

Please allow me to borrow from others...at least until I regain mine...
I'm not really into music nowadays, but these lyrics, I find them interesting...

Citizen Soldier lyrics
by: 3 doors down

Beyond the boundaries of your city's lights,
Stand the heroes waiting for your cries.
So many times you did not bring this on yourself,
When that moment finally comes,
I'll be there to help.

On that day when you need your brothers and sisters to care,
I'll be right here.
Citizen soldiers holding the light for the ones that we guide from the dark of despair.
Standing on guard for the ones that we sheltered,
We'll always be ready because we will always be there.

When there are people crying in the streets,
When they're starving for a meal to eat,
When they simply need a place to make their beds,
Right here underneath my wing,
You can rest your head.

On that day when you need your brothers and sisters to care,
I'll be right here!
Citizen soldiers holding the light for the ones that we guide from the dark of despair.
Standing on guard for the ones that we sheltered,
We'll always be ready because we will always be there...

There... there... there...

Hope and pray that you'll never need me,
But rest assured I will not let you down.
I'll walk beside you but you may not see me,
The strongest among you may not wear a crown.

On that day when you need your brothers and sisters to care,
I'll be right here!
On that day when you don't have the strength for the burden you bear,
I'll be right here!
Citizen soldiers holding the light for the ones that we guide from the dark of despair.
(Citizen soldiers)
Standing on guard for the ones that we sheltered,
We'll always be ready because we will always be there.

Here's one more that I find captivating.

UPUAN
by: Gloc-9 feat. Jeazell Grutas Of Zelle

Kayo po na naka upo,
Subukan nyo namang tumayo
Baka matanaw,at baka matanaw ninyo
Ang tunay na kalagayan ko

Ganito kasi yan eh..

Tao po, nandyan po ba kayo sa loob ng
Malaking bahay at malawak na bakuran
Mataas na pader pinapaligiran
At naka pilang mga mamahaling sasakyan
Mga bantay na laging bulong ng bulong
Wala namang kasal pero marami ang naka barong
Lumakas man ang ulan ay walang butas ang bubong
Mga plato't kutsara na hindi kilala ang tutong
At ang kanin ay simputi ng gatas na nasa kahon
At kahit na hindi pasko sa lamesa ay may hamon
Ang sarap sigurong manirahan sa bahay na ganyan
Sabi pa nila ay dito mo rin matatagpuan
Ang tao na nagmamay-ari ng isang upuan
Na pag may pagkakatao'y pinag-aagawan
Kaya naman hindi niya pinakakawalan
Kung makikita ko lamang siya ay aking sisigawan

Kayo po na naka upo,
Subukan nyo namang tumayo,
Baka matanaw,at baka matanaw ninyo
Ang tunay na kalagayan ko

Mawalang galang na po
Sa taong naka upo,
Alam niyo bang pantakal ng bigas namin ay di puno
Ang ding-ding ng bahay namin ay pinagtagpi-tagping yero
Sa gabi ay sobrang init na tumutunaw ng yelo
Na di kayang bilhin upang ilagay sa inumin
Pinakulong tubig sa lumang takuring uling-uling
Gamit lang panggatong na inanod lamang sa istero
Na nagsisilbing kusina sa umaga'y aming banyo
Ang aking inay na may kayamanan isang kaldero
Na nagagamit kapag ang aking ama ay sumueldo
Pero kulang na kulang parin,
Ulam na tuyo't asin
Ang singkwenta pesos sa maghapo'y pagkakasyahin
Di ko alam kung talagang maraming harang
O mataas lang ang bakod
O nagbubulag-bulagan lamang po kayo
Kahit sa dami ng pero niyo
Walang doktor na makapag papalinaw ng mata niyo
Kaya..

Wag kang masyadong halata
Bato-bato sa langit
Ang matamaay wag magalit
O bato-bato bato sa langit
Ang matamaan ay
Wag masyadong halata
Wag kang masyadong halata
Hehey,(Wag kang masyadong halata)
(Wag kang masyadong halata)

Artists, usually reflect the contemporary. If this is so, let's do the math.

Thank You Mrs. Maria Corazon Aquino

2009-08-03T12:02:00.011+08:00

A great woman just recently passed away. An important figure for us Filipinos. I ought to say something deep or smart in her tribute, but I guess a simple sincere thanks and some teardrops should do.

One last resounding round of applause for the former president Ma. Corazon C. Aquino mother of the Philippine EDSA revolution, wife of the patriot former senator Benigno 'Ninoy' Aquino for a life well lived. We owe you as much as we owe your husband. Peace is yours at last.

Inevitable pot holes

2009-07-07T19:43:00.011+08:00

Life, no matter how hard we strive to try and control it will always be composed of ups and downs... Sometimes when we forget how it really is and go about our lives naive and willing victims, life comes along and slap our faces with hard to swallow realities and remind us where our feet should be planted -- firmly on hard dirty earth.

When life comes devastating our bloated up fantasies of false truths and pillars of unstable misconceptions, the world as we know it will always seem to crumble.

But give it some time, hold on to that banner, and don't throw down your sword yet. Let your tears fall, but face the scene with clenched fist. Remember that life is also a mystery. Full of strange twisted paths that are only revealed once travelled by. Allow yourselves to be blown away by that turbulent wind, knowing that sometimes things that claw deep into our flesh do not necessarily leave us wounded and scarred, but help us transformed into better, wiser persons. Still vulnerable, but stronger and able to love more.

Leave wounds behind, and let scars be filled with memories worth remembering.

-loy-

Stand Up!!!

2009-06-06T13:51:00.006+08:00

Amidst a prison of gray lay silent a fiery set of eyes. Crimson and sore due to blood gushing from a wound sustained at the forehead.
He is trembling as before, but now a difference is clear and distinct. For this time it is rage, anger, and hate that courses through his veins, dispelling the lasts of the fear that had once crippled him to submission. "No more." A thought form in his head.

With a quick jolt he picks up what's left of his dignity and holds his breath to tighten up his broken resolve. Fiercely he squeezed his weapon and raised it up far above his head and at almost the same instant brought it down heavy with all heaven's might upon the dark heart of the monster that had been once's its captor. Victory. He had set himself free.

Peace overcame him. He collapsed beside the slain, his senses numbed. It was already too late for him, the poison from the monster had already spread throughout his body and for this he must also go. With a smile he thought of his child and drives the weapon unto his own heart.

Silence fell.

He destroyed the monster, including himself taking comfort on the thought that his child will grow up to be free and untainted by the demons that have once cursed him.

--loy--

2009-06-04T11:21:00.001+08:00

know her????hehehe

2009-06-04T11:20:00.000+08:00

SO MUCH...