tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68838173790969075812011-07-08T10:56:34.306+08:00there is no shortcut to LIFE, so I'm taking my time to smell the roses as I walk through the journey of my life...cRizzY jOuRneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16982717607688792159noreply@blogger.comBlogger321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883817379096907581.post-36738748979480061342010-05-31T13:38:00.002+08:002010-05-31T13:45:52.679+08:00

” Are you ready for me to leave ? ” the child asked while on his death bed. It was a resounding NO from the mother, ” I’m not ready yet and I will NEVER be ready for you to leave.” Those were the last conversation my late cousinbear had with Tita, the rest were nothing but crying out for pain, fighting back for LIFE because he knows he can’t leave yet…not till she’s ready. But will we ever be

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“The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as the charm of music dwells not in the tones…but in the echoes of our hearts…”Everyone will agree on me if i say that long distance relationship is one if not the hardest kind of relationship to maintain. Most lovers often just let it go to stop the pain and complications the distance is causing

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Its not everyday that I can reconnect myself into the past. I sometimes think I'm too busy to walk back on that avenue, too busy? too afraid? too tired? I thought that i've gotten way past that thunderstorm, but in the faded glow of the night's light returns all of my fears...all of my hurts. Then i know its not over yet.Its never been easy to be a secretive one but I figured its a lot better

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tears has always been associated with extreme emotions, whether of happiness or of pain. the eyes can’t hold them back anymore when words are never enough to express that certain feeling. more often we tend to hide it…look away so others wont see the

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Racism was something i thought was over years ago even before a black became the President of the world’s powerful country, but i guess i was half sleeping to consider that “a thing of the past.” Usually, those topics does not successfully aggravates me for i am a believer of democracy and freedom of speech. But there will be times when you feel sick swallowing such a bitter pill. A week ago I

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american dream...hearing that foreign voice every night, imagining the prominent streets, avenue and roads that leads to places that are starting to be familiar, I can picture the face behind those distinct accent smiling or yelling on the other line. I sometimes wonder if i'm still here where i thought i am or am i along with that foreign voice, living a US life.I already give up my American

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(thank you soulmate for making this cover article possible for me)"Blood is thicker than water", an old cliche na masyado ng gasgas so to speak but will always hold true among every family. A few days ago i posted on public what to me can be considered a very private journal entry. It was written few years back for my father. For some reason, I just felt like posting it and so i did without

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When it rains it pours but if you look very closely you will always see a silver lining. Life is not at all perfect for perfection just like beauty is in the eye of the beholder. What's perfect to me may be insanely awful for the others and vice versa. But through all Life's inevitable change and undying hardships-- comes the grace to overcome them all.They say that true friends and real

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When did time has ever been so right nor the place has ever been perfect? FATE, has its own paths and patterns unknown to any soul. Sometimes it play tricks on us not even the brightest player could ever play...nor could ever win.Your heartaches comes not from loving less or falling out of it . Instead the heart bleeds more from walking away with someone who holds your heart. Its the courage

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Trick or treat is not a very typical sight in Filipino community, some malls, exclusive village or subdivision may have been practicing it but not everyone does. We are privileged enough though to have them in our village and every year me and my kids keep on missing them since we need to go to the city (Manila) so I could visit my loved ones who departed from Avenue of Life and are busy

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Halloween, a day for the dead. Dead loved ones, friends, colleagues, saints, pets or even just an acquaintance. I watched a segment in the news the other day about a cemetery wherein its not people that are being buried-- but feelings. Why not? I asked myself. It would have been a relief to bury the negative side of you (just make sure you don't join them yourself 6 feet below the ground,

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mean what you say, say what you mean...You must be kidding me?! That's my initial reaction when Dj (a friend of mine) told me about an eloquent spiel from my lost soulmate. I wouldn't have dare to believe him that the "flower girl" is still up following my trail. I had to laugh for all that she had comically said. I don't need to be brutal since she doesn't matter to me. She can say whatever she

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more than just writingRespect begets respect and excuses are just for the weak. we should all take responsibility to all our actions and words. Words are not just meant to be spoken and written eloquently but to honor them as well. What’s a man with articulation if without a word of honor? We can’t just drop them and go then pretend we didn’t said anything. You can fool a millions of your readers

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simple pleasureI often write for my own pleasure about the things that fascinates me. My mom said i'm very conscientious and i always took that as a compliment. Writing is my therapy from all the hurts and PAIN, from the disappointments down to my frustrations, to my JOY and success--my pen has been a constant companion. I always find a sense of satisfaction freeing my thoughts away as i

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I am but a flower in the wildcertainly know how to be alone.I am a child of silenceand solace is my brother.'till i wander around the desertgot lost in my own labyrinth.sore my veins with its infusionand made way to disillusion.broken promises and failed relationships,loving too much and trusting too soon.all these fragmented my benchmarkfor euphoria.i'd close my eyes and dare not movetill the

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tower of strength" Is praying like magic, mommy? " my eldest son asked me. I was a bit stunned i don't know if its because of the question or more of the answer. Some of us often look at prayer like some kind of a magic indeed, right? We tell God what we want and how we want it, when we want it and why we want it hoping He will do just exactly as He have been told through our prayers. Then we

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8000 miles away"The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as the charm of music dwells not in the tones...but in the echoes of our hearts..." Everyone will agree on me if i say that long distance relationship is one if not the hardest kind of relationship to maintain.

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It's so easy to give opinions and remarks on the things that we know nothing about and believe that it make ourselves look smarter. Somebody told me that it makes more sense to ask someone who's not involve to get a reasonable answer if you're looking for truth, but i beg to disagree. Some of them may give you fiction instead of facts. There's a vast difference between seeing and

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Yeah, RIDE the LIGHTNING... for its impact might shaken your stagnant mind and warm your cold heart to make you realize the painful reality you put me through... And once you've felt the sharp pain running through your veins, somehow you'll might not want to inflict that same kind of 'death in the air' unto anyone else... anymore. Love is a chaos, so embrace it, live it, breathe...and enjoy

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What does love look like, does anybody know? Love may be one if not the simplest thing to write or say yet is a topic that is so hard to comprehend. Some people die without knowing what love is while others are still around...not knowing where love is.I once traveled the road where love is a faceless man.Where heart beats as stable and breathing comes as easy. When words are unspoken, my ears

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Communication is the key to most every relationship if not all. And those who are not gifted with the close distance should try to communicate more with their loved ones to show them you care--really care. It's amazing how someone can say he/she loves you and have you feel it though he/she is oceans apart from you. Marriage should not be the end of expressing how you value the person you said

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Have you ever wanted something so bad in your life and worked so hard to get it only to be frustrated because no matter how much work you put into it, still nothing happens? Things doesn't always happen the way we want them nor the way we planned them to be, a fact that each of us must be willing and ready to accept. We can dream and set our goals, do our fair share of making them work and

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Life no matter how you look at it whether as a journey or a battle will always give you adversity, trials and obstacles. Even the Lord Himself tells us that life will never be easy and this trials we are all facing will mold us into a person of strength and of character, wherein the process can be truly painful. No great warrior went home from a battle without any bruises and even wounds. Some

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"Blood is thicker than water", an old cliche na masyado ng gasgas so to speak but will always hold true among every family. A few days ago I posted on public what to me can be considered a very private journal entry. It was written few years back for my father. For some reason, I just felt like posting it and so I did without giving it much thought. I bare my heart and soul in that piece and

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there was once a little girl, bruised by the worlds injustice and pain. she would often dream and wonder how it was to be on the other side of the road? at her tender age she get to realize the ugly truth that the world is not a fairy tale to live in. but she kept her faith and continue to hope for something good. the situations presented to that little girl has made her 10 times older than

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Have you ever been in love with a person who just think of you as a friend? When he keeps on hurting you and still you painfully, blindly, stupidly take each blow like as if its just the "first time"? I sometimes think I've moved on but his presence bluntly tells me i haven't made half a step yet to be considered moving. Is it really wise to allow your self to fall for your best friend

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Everybody is masked, pretending to be somebody they're not. They are that "somebody" they wanted to be, for who or for what we will never know. Who are they? I can't hardly tell. Which one is real from which one is a facade? Seems like they're just as same. My grandmother once told me that its not so bad to wear a mask, it's nice she said to once in a while live with your fantasies

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I had the privileged of seeing the world in its true colors, less the fancy paint of a fairy tale land. To the people I've met and talked to the world may not be a PARADISE. But the hope for a happy ending has never ended. There was a mission in my local church to visit a poor area for feeding, counseling and sharing the word of God. It has been a very enlightening experience for

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Being off from work for a couple of weeks certainly have its positive and negative sides. Positive because I was able to rest and have more time with the people i love, get to read a lot, surf and browse the net for nothing in particular. Well i came across another social network site which i can't say if its been positive or not for me. I was able to meet some friends there whom I'm still

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So there it was, believing that something good is bound to happen. You take on the bait and put down your shield only to find out that danger is just 'round the corner. You thought you were smart, but maybe not that smart little girl. Did you saw it? Read the right signs? Or are you reading that one-faced person in the mirror? Its when you try to see the beautiful things that you only

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How can we say that love is real or when it's not ? how can we tell if its love and not just lust? In a world where love have different faces, different meanings, different facades it will be so hard to tell. But will you really be happy in a relationship when you know that there is someone who is hurting every time you smile? That someone is hurting just the moment your heart burst with

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LIFE indeed is a battle. You have to think, analyze the situation and plan your moves. Things may not always go our way or as we planned it but what's important is that you stay focus and determined to survive and keep your self alive! There will be decisions to make. Some are simple others are complicated. In life we must also learn to take the risk, that's what life or battle is all about

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