Monday, February 25, 2008

Magtira Ka Naman Ng Para Sa Sarili Mo

I have kept myself from hurting others and in the end, it was myself who I was hurting all along. I was too kind. Too fucking kind and now, the evil inside me is made by nothing but the SANCTION these people has given it.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Tumatangis nang Walang Lumbay

Umiiyak ang aking puso sa tuwa,
dahil kahit anong pagpikit ang gawin,
ikaw pa rin ang nakikita.

Mahal kita,
mahal kita,
at kay tagal pa kitang makikita.

Mawala man sa sarili,
maligaya ako at sa aking buhay
ikaw ay naging bahagi.

Mahal kita,
mahal kita,
at kay tagal pa kitang magiging kabahagi.

Tikom ang aking mga bibig,
sa kung ano man ang sabihin nila,
dahil sayo lamang ako iibig.

Mahal kita,
mahal kita,
at kay tagal pa kitang mamahalin.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

J is for?

Jessa!

Christmas is finally way over. Parties were said and done. Relatives went back overseas. The Christmas trees had been stored back in the cupboard. The decors were put back in their boxes. The presents were finally opened. It'll be Valentine's Day soon.

Jessa, my adopted extended sister from World Vision, why have I forgotten about you?

I am so sad. Sad that I have failed to see the real reason for Christmas. It is all about giving. Could I say it was neglect who pushed me to forget all about it?

Yes maybe.

Not only that, because of the sudden influx of financial blessings, I have forgotten to be humble. I started to push people (which included my sweet baby James and my minamahal na ina) around just because I thought I had the right. Just because I thought I had the money to do so.

*sigh* Sorry.

How did all these happen?

Perhaps, I needed to learn a very valuable lesson in life. That is, I should stoop down and remember that my life is borrowed. I have no right whatsoever to claim that I am in control. I should always remember that without humility, all my other virtues are completely useless.

Happy heart's season everyone!

Thursday, February 7, 2008

It's Friday Exorcism Again

Honi Soit Qui Mal Pense

Thats evil to him who evil thinks as King Edward III sees it.

I witnessed an exorcism not too long ago. It was effin scary. Maybe that's why it took me months to tell you all about it.

It was a cold October evening. After work, I went straight to Sto. Rosario Parish in Pacita to meet with James and hear a mass. As accustomed on the month of the Holy Rosary, numerous images of the Virgin Mary were distributed to residents of Pacita. That night, James and I were to pick one image up, bring it to their house and pray to it. Little did we know that something out of this world were to happen that night.

After mass, a visiting priest from Sta. Rosa, Laguna who has the Gift of Healing were to conduct a healing session for Pacita residents. James and I ceased to be hesistant. We soon fell in line with the others. The experience was very solemn. And I think it worked too!

Soon after we were done, a young lady started shouting as the priest blessed her with an assortment of holy oils which he uses to heal people. The priest moved over to the next participant but the young lady kept on shouting. Not long after, she started to mock the priest and the church. That was it.

Mocking the church is a sure sign of possession. It was what prompted the priest to get a huge cricifix and insense. Believe it or not, it was warm inside the church but as the priest exorcised the young lady, the atmosphere soon became cold. It was ice ice cold. I don't know how it happened but it became so cold, I had to hold on to James for warmth. I was scared too. But he said I shouldn't be cause we were in the house of God.

People in the church prayed with the priest with their hands held up towards the young lady. The choir were singing bone-chilling hymns. Everyone were uttering, "in the name of Jesus!"

After 20 or so minutes, the young lady calmed down and stood up. The priest, relieved, went straight to the altar, kneeled, and prayed.

I went home shaking that night until I remembered what Evelyn Underhill said, "
Every minute you are thinking of evil, you might have been thinking of good instead. Refuse to pander to a morbid interest in your own misdeeds. Pick yourself up, be sorry, shake yourself, and go on again."

Monday, February 4, 2008

I Am Not Damian's Queen

"You're my one true definition of what my queen is." - Damian Marley

Any girl who'd hear this would certainly feel flattered. Wouldn't you?

I am feeling so unattrative and undesirable right now. I'd love to rip off every beautiful girl's face right now and slap it on back to them. All nice but disaligned. Sorry, I am being too violent.

Well, truly, I'd love to. I just hate it when you're talking to a guy and all of a sudden, this very beautiful lady passes by and the guy you're talking to suddenly stops from talking and looks at the girl as if you don't exist at all. It is so frustrating.

I know I am not that beautiful but please, when I'm talking to you, look at my face. I say my face, not at the other girl's, not at my bosom, not at her bosom either, but at my geddamn face.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Gong Xi Ni? To Us! To Us!

Six months,
half a year,
what more can I say?
Felt like it was only yesterday.

I thank you:
for sticking it with me,
for being patient,
and for being resilient.

Wapi 4th.
Wub joo,
always
and for good.

Oh, kung hei fat choi ni!