House or House MD is a USA network series that I have been watching for quite sometime. I like the way the story goes and as I have been watching it I have realized an observation that is actually in effect in our daily lives.
Dr. Gregory House, the main character, is an atheist (as presented in the story). He is obsessed with solving cases which is a puzzle to the medical profession. His physical state demands that he take a pain reliever that in a way made him addicted to it that he can’t work or function well without taking it. In a way he was anti social because of his remarks on other characters in the story, and yet he is still look up to by his peers because of his skill.
Because of his atheistic belief he has confounded his analysis as a doctor to the things that are real. Things or rather sickness are cause by things that are real and not act of divine thus it could be solved as long as the symptoms lead him to the cause. Because of this way of thinking he is branded as heartless in a sense that he does not consider the patients or the relatives of the dying person when the case requires a procedure that will only have a 50-50 chance of success. He is obsessed with finding answers…for him there are no space for emotion.
If we see our lives like how Dr. House sees it that is focusing on the real and objective facts of life things would have been easy. Decision like whom we should save in case a pregnant woman is a perilous labor would have been easy. Emotion always make us confused on how would we proceed in our lives. It makes us hold back things that our logic tells us. Emotions like guilt, love, pity, and others make us stop and make the effects of passing time reduce our chances of making things right when we have the chance.
It has been like this in our lives: Emotion versus Reason.
Let me tell you my personal experience just recently. I came in the Philippines for a short vacation and one of my agenda is to meet old friends. One of them was my ex-girlfriend. We met to catch up with our lives and when I met I was wowed by her. She’s sexy and beautiful. That is my emotion telling me she is sexy and beautiful. If I follow what my emotions say I could have asked her back but my logic says we are friends. For me she is my friend. And I am happy that we are now friends. In most cases relationship that broke would cause the lives of two person miserable for the rest of their lives because of their emotion. Hate of the past still lurks in their hearts that every time their mind is lead to that relationship only pain lives in them. Thus this burden is carried from one relationship to another thus making it hard to live what life should be…..resentments what if they have fixed the problem and they are back again.
Again I tell you, it is natural for men to be attracted to the physical side of women and shut off their reason. In a relationship beauty is just a tiny part of it. That is why I chose to be friends with my ex-gf not because I am still holding back in case things go right but rather moving on and learning from that experience. Good thing we both grew up and move on with our lives and not burdened ourselves of the what ifs in case we will start another relationship. It is more of respect that I look up to her in that way and more of appreciation on her physical looks.
But also part of being human is emotional. I was trying to have time with the woman I am interested right now. Though she has made things clear I am still pursuing her….that my friend is emotion driving me even though my logical side says “okay move on next please!” But this quality is one of the things that makes us human, to feel.
We are not robots to do what we are program to do. We are humans to feel how to be hurt, to be in pain, in joy, to be satisfied, to be appreciated, to be free, to be happy and to be sad. Our feelings may not be objective or reasonable but without it where or what kind of life are we going to live.
The heart often says things not in accordance to reason, but sometimes following the heart although would not lead us to expectations will lead us to our satisfaction that at least we have tried. That we have made something instead of just accepting the fact that it is what it is.
There was an episode in the series that showed this emotion versus reason scenario. Dr. House was operating a young cancer patient since the symptoms points to the problem in the heart. In House mind he was just trying to figure out why is the kid having such sickness, a sickness separate from her cancer, and for him it would not matter if the girl survives the surgery. For him he needs to know what’s causing her hallucinations even though her physical body would not create such sickness. The girls heart stop and he was ready to call the time of death but Dr. Cuttie followed her emotion. This kid wouldn’t die just like that. She kept on reviving her and until she was revived. Because of that Dr. House was able to figure out what is wrong with that girl. Probably without Dr. Cuttie’s emotion Dr. House could have just accepted the fact that kid’s life just ends there….life will always be like this we must chose either to fight for our emotions or accept what the facts are telling us. It’s easy when we just follow the facts and hard if we let emotion rule our decisions but either way we have to choose.
Monday, November 3, 2008
House diagnosis
Fish out of water
I got a chance to be back in the Philippines since my May visit. As I was about to leave the airport there’s this feeling that makes me uncomfortable. It’s kinda a fish brought out of the water. I know I am from the Philippines and yet the moment I step out of the airport it caught me. Probably I have adapted to the Guam atmosphere or it was just that my body clock is still sticking to the Guam time, a two hour difference, thus my body seems to reject the state that it was submerge into.
The last time I came here I asked how the country was after the successive financial blows brought about by the sub-prime woes of Wall Street. Gases were at the Range of Php 40-50, rice is at Php 30-40 range, and minimum jeepney fare is at Php 8.50. The groceries that your Php1, 000.00 can buy was reduced to half as much what you can buy a year ago. I asked the taxi driver I hired and told me that gas prices has already stabled but it would be nice if it would still go down so that at least they can make ends meet. Life here truly seems to be harder than a year ago.
As I step into my old apartment, I felt this uncomfortable feeling of limited space. I know I had live in this apartment for nearly 8 years and yet it seems that I am place in a tiny room were I can’t breathe. The light was dim and it added to my dizzy state. As if the place is too small for four people and yet this very same place served me and my three siblings in our college years. Probably I have not yet adjusted or I have not yet switched my adjustment button to condition my body to this Philippine setting.
I was early the next day to process my POEA clearance. The first observation was that traffic is bad and that everywhere seems to be scathe by the black smoke coming out of buses. Pollution lurks in the city…and yet so many Filipino’s still prefer to live in such place where employment is available. Anywhere you look people are trying there best to survive another day…either the right way or the wrong way. Where in the world will you find a bus still waiting for passengers to come to there bus even the traffic light is green.
Probably I have forgotten the life back in the Philippines. But I realize something in my short vacation, if Guam can do it why not Philippines? Simple traffic rules and yet everyday it is violated. Wages are low but the problem is people are choosy…at the same time unwise in their use of money. They complain that they don’t have enough to survive a day and yet they a have a cellular phone on their hand forward ridiculous text messages. Problem truly is in our Pinoy mentality…our culture of laziness and use of connection to politicians. Things could have been done to make our country a better place to live but we never make an effort to do it….
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Am I lucky?
I thought it was a joke being played on me. I was drag to a birthday/campaign party of one of the politicians here in
So we ate and listen to the music and there was a raffle. My co-employee insisted on buying ticket for the raffle but he has no lose change. I had $20 and so he bought a $10 dollar worth of tickets saying that if ever any of the tickets win it will go to me. As the winning tickets were drawn our hopes were down since most of the numbers were very far from our numbers. And then it came to the grand prize…I wasn’t taking anymore chances that I may win it but God does make us smile in the most wondrous ways….I won the grand prize!
At first I was happy because I won and then it dawn in me…how will I use that winning….I am busy at work and I have a lot to catch up. I’m telling myself this is a headache. Then my mind says that well you can sell it…yeah so that solves the problem.
Upon arriving at my apartment another thought came to me…maybe God wanted you to take a break and enjoy your life thus you got the prize. Probably that’s correct because I have been working and have no time for myself lately. Never really have a social life due to my inability to move around due to my not having a license and that there is not much place I can stay and enjoy the passing of time but only the four corners of the apartment….probably God wants me to go back to my home base….see my dearly family and my crazy friends and probably have again our weekly attendance at the Feast waving and putting our hands up in worshiping Him and having our silly chit chats over lunch and coffee talking about personal opinions and personal hurts and sharing advice on how to cope up with this irrational, complicated, yet wondrous world.
But up to now I am still dumbfounded and undecided regarding my prize…I should make a decision sooner or later or else I will forfeit it. I won a roundtrip ticket to
Monday, July 14, 2008
On Parenting
It has been a thought that someday I will be a parent. At my age of 27 I think I should start thinking about it and the hardship that comes with it. I don’t have children of my own yet nor am I married, but though I’m not yet there I have experienced the pain of being a parent. Yes there are joys of being a parent but let us not forget also the hurts that every parent has gone through, the same aches we gave our parents will also be experience…
When my father died the burden of overseeing some of my siblings came to me. I was already working then together with my sister that came after me in Manila. First it was more of a sibling quarrels. Sometimes we argue about our share in the rent and food and utilities. But then the family’s youngest girl came to study college followed by our second to the youngest boy. I am now the guardian of these two students and since we are somewhat on our own I and my sister shouldered all our expenses…except for the tuition of these two. It was ok at first but there were times when we quarrel. Sometimes my little sister complains because she always does the cooking or if I am strict on the budget for our weekly grocery. There was a point that my sister wants to buy a sofa which I disagreed due to the limited space of the apartment and still she insists that she buy. Then some old arguments come and being the eldest it hurts to see a younger sibling talk back to you…just like any other parent would feel. You wanted to make sure everything is covered or you just wanted to make sure that no waste of money so that when hard times comes you won’t have a hard time but she still insist on it. As if your decision as a parent was not respected and that you are even blamed for other issues. That’s how I felt. I stood there as their parent and it hurts to be not followed….the same way our parents could have felt when we are hard headed.
There are also times when our second youngest boy didn’t come home without any message that he won’t be home. I felt the worry each mom or dad would feel when their son or daughter is not yet home on the set time without any phone call or message that she or he would be late. And when they come and you begin to question where he went or spend the night he or she would just answer that he or she is old enough to take care of himself. And we will argue why he or she haven’t even sent a text message to inform us of his or her where abouts.
Another instance of pain a parent would feel is that when there very own child say “I hate you.” It happened to me already. My nephew who I have to look after once said that to me. I was there to look after him and I was helping him on his assignments. I could understand that kids just wanted to play but in came to the point that I have to force unto him the importance of study thus I have to stop him from playing and kinda raise my voice. He did stop playing but you can see in his behavior the anger thus when I gave him a break and ask him why he’s acting up he blurted it out. Those three words are painful especially when it comes from someone you love and care for. I tried to contain myself not to show emotion so that he wont think that I can be convince to let him just play. I went out for a while sat down and begun to think and then I cried for a moment. I felt the pain.
Sometimes I ponder when my own son or daughter would say that to me. How will I handle it or how will I face it. It makes me wonder how many pains each parent has to bear, hearing those words from a person they have created. From their own flesh saying those three words. Maybe the joys of being a parent outweigh the pain of being a parent. Maybe as time goes by they are so use to up already that it means nothing anymore when their child would say it to them.
Lately I was able to see my old college/crush’s Friendster account. She put her daughter’s picture. Her daughter is in a uniform probably in her kindergarten. I kinda smiled and emailed her commenting her that she has a cute baby. I also joke that most of our former college classmates are already married and have children of their own and I’m the only one left behind. Maybe that is how life is. We start to be children then we grow old to be parents. When we become parents we then realize the hardship our parents went through just to raise us. Maybe it’s my turn now to become a parent, a real parent. I know it would be hard but if in case I am able to convince this girl I have interest in will soon as my married friend said “ join the crazy bandwagon” of married people. Then we will start to be parents having heartaches and headaches with our children.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Blogging in a new site
have recently join a blog site. I was able to know about this site through Yugatech and my good friend UPLB Teacher(he doesn't ant to be called professor) TJ Monserrat(did I get it right bro. Teej?). Blogging Pinoy is a multi authored blog which is focus in anything Pinoy. Lately the events of high gas price and typhoon Frank's devastation were the main topics but some authors wrote about their daily life experience as a Pinoy in the Pinas. As for me probably i will be focusing in life out of Pinas. I am currently here in Guam thus most of my blog will be more of a remembering type of blog.
Blog on!!!!
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Falling in Love again
Yes its the sweetest thing in the world. Getting engaged to someone you love. But before all that happens the two of you should fall in love again. I broke up with my first girlfriend about two years ago. It was hard. After being together for so long, about 3 years, I just said "its enough, I cant stand it". Relationship at first are good. You cant wait for the time that you can call or see her. Weekends for me are always a date with her. And as relationship progresses each of you begin to trust each other allowing things to happen between you. It happen to us and as normal couples we are always sweet. She clinging her hand around my hand and mine to hers. But it all faded because of so many factors. We begin to argue on important things until the time that even small things become big deal. She breaks with me and then calls me and me being so in love to her would just be there for her. But time will always come when a man has to throw the towel. After all the sacrifices and all the best I could do to save what we have I gave up. I begin to count the times she broke up to me and I begin to measure things if she truly love me she wont have done this and that....I begin to point out things that I never like....and as we all know thing begin to sour....she calling me to come back because she cant take the pain of me breaking up with her. I have to because I believe it is the best for us. If we keep on doing the things we do we might end up regretting in the future if we do get married.
That is why when I attended a wedding I formed a thought that people who get married are crazy. Two sided crazy perspective. One side of my thought says that people get married to a person who they think was and then in the end will realize it wasn't the person they wish for. After the super grand wedding and the super romantic reception and the sweet time of honeymoon they will end up sharing a bed. The man begins to snore every night and the woman begins to nag and tells her husband the things that happens in the office which the husband doesn't really care about. Then the morning quarrels begin and then the late not coming home husband thing will follow. Until the time that each of them would have wish that one will die soon and the butt of jokes will be that they will be a happy widow or widower.
Crazy because after spending sometime they begin to hate each other and yet they don't have a way to part ways because they are already married or if you live in a country were there is divorce, they can part ways but with some excess baggage like dividing properties, child custody and the like. Crazy people do get married.
On the other hand yes people who get married are crazy in a sense that it is self-sacrificing. Yes they get married because they both are head over heels to each other. They spend the honeymoon as if they don't care to the world as long as they are together. Love blossoms in the house. The man always kiss his wife when he goes out of their house and upon entering their house from work. Occasional and passionate love making, and the responsibilities of each in doing their share in household chores. But time will come that these sweet things in marriage won't be satisfied.
The husband starts to be late(sometimes we don't know why is he late again if its work or something else), the wife nags because she is envious of the neighbors who just bought a new car, and the usual stuff. But the crazy thing is that when each one starts to listen and lower oneself. Just letting the other say this and that just to make the marriage intact. Sometimes the wife knew already of his husband's so called "left turn" or the wife's constant belittling of her husband. Sometimes they are martyr. Just letting things go and if you ask them why they would just say "because I love him/her".
But there are truly crazy people who get married. And those are the ones who accepts the person for what he or she is and help there partner to be not the person that they wanted but rather to be the best person that he or she can be. A self sacrifice of caring and understanding. They say that true love is not when a person's heart starts to throb in a weird manner, it actually starts when one accepts the defects of the person whom they love and help her be the best person that they can be. Crazy because they chose to have the hardships of getting hurt rather than choosing to just be happy on their own merry ways.
As if you are falling in love again. You fall in love not because of the beauty and the handsomeness of the person. Not because of the sweetness and the romance, and the vigor the other can offer but rather you fall in love because you wanted to not because your body urges you.That is a different kind of craziness.
I begin to write this because I myself has begun to fall in love again but to the level of the one just I described. I knew this girl back in college and I noticed her already but just recently I just cant stop myself. It was a crazy thing to do to tell her what I feel specially now that we are miles apart. I know it would made her bewildered why I am doing such things. But thats how love works. It made my heart throb in a weird way that I just cant stop myself wanting to talk to her and tell her about it but when I am on the phone I just cant say it. So I told her that I will just tell it to her in an email to explain why I am acting weird.
I did. Yet I didn't get the answer i wanted but she didn't close the door for me. Love drives people crazy. And crazy that it may seems I think I am acting just like the crazy people I have just mentioned. In case my endeavors with this girl prospers I know you would remind me about my words because one day I will be crazy asking a girl or maybe this girl to be with me and get married.
Monday, April 14, 2008
The night I wrote the things happening in my head
I decided to just get up from bed and write things that I am currently thinking of. The first thought was about a serious talk between some of my friends at Kerygma Family. I usually attend the Kerygma Feast every Sunday and after the Feast members of the forum who meet and join the Feast eat in the Ortigas area. We were about 10 or something on that day but after lunch some left already due to some errands or appointments or commitments in the afternoon. I was left with Kaye, TJ, Lloyde, and Melhaira. After some strolling in the mall we decided to have coffee and I volunteered for the doughnut.
As usual discussions is about relationship and serious stuff for our age (we are mostly in our 20 something) and some of the complicated and intricate things about human relationships. Thoughts were thrown regarding when or how will one know if truly one says that a relationship is true or genuine and personal opinion regarding having relationship and the obstacles based on our personal experiences. On how we value a person and how we appreciate someone. I admire Melhai in her stories. She is younger than I am but she seems to be that person who has finally overcome the pain in life. She recounts how she was in the past being brat or spoiled until she learns how hard life is and found someone who loves her dearly and married her in spite of her condition. I miss her high pitch tone though it’s irritating. She just talks and talks(and we wonder if she is really sick with that lively mood she is always in) but when she remembers her life she talks seriously and starts to sound logical and give you a perspective of life that is kinda hard to believe. She cries silently while talking. Her tears just flow down her cheeks and then stops and try to put her self back by putting a smile. I miss her and I hope she recovers. We have been praying for her recovery.
We call him “bunso” and we are in awe to this young fellow. TJ is just 21(hope I’m right) and he is a professor in UP Los Banos teaching computer courses. I have never thought that this tech wiz kid knows much more of about religion than I do. He is analytical and he analyzes every arguments. He runs his blog and his topics runs from religion to everything. He has viewpoints you won’t imagine coming from an early age.
Kaye on the other hand is well my group age (hehehe) she is as old as I do and she is that kind of girl whom you can discuss things with. Sometimes serious and sometimes just I don’t know ;). I always picture her as the girl saying “anak ng tokwa” (son of tofu). At her age I know she has that self confidence to handle the pressures of life. Her doing a man’s job (she’s an architect) and taking up Masters kinda makes her different. One of the things we talked about on that day was being there for your family and one having your own family. She is not worried being alone at this age but what she pointed out was that at certain point we want to have someone to rest our tired and wearied life and just be comfortable with this someone. We talked about cars and how convenient it would be to have a van to accommodate a family to go there and here.
Lloyde was the regular guy….and Kaye would like to call him Manong due to you know….
He shared things that I can’t share here ;) but he has given me a perspective about his sharing….that sometimes things are just it and that no matter what we do it is what it is and no matter how much we wanted to untangle the complications of life it can’t be untangle. What we could do is to wait and see and hope that in the end all will be well…We have the power to chose but there are times in life that no matter how easy and great to choose one path we would rather grab the other……and live its miserable side effects……and the very reason is that it is already there and life is always been this complicated: it is the human nature to let it be. I always remember Lloyde with his gesture when the group part ways…he makes that nod with that funny look….man !!!
Right now I am wondering why I wrote these things. I hope I can meet this guys and the rest of the gang and have that talk we use to have….our topic ranges from the serious side of life to the complications and the funny side of it to the point of always not losing hope in God and that all can be made right and that He always provides us with what we truly need. I wish I can be there on a Sunday Feast in May….or maybe talk and hang out to the Makati group(that is what I saw in the forum that Makati based members see each other) on a Friday over a cup of my favorite cappuccino!!! I hope sis grace anne can be there for with us on that day: that she may have the time to fly from Cebu and just be there on a Friday over a coffee session. Talk about our fuzzy life and share and solve and discuss personal opinions.
Or maybe the overseas members like me are there on a Friday. Maybe Rowin in China, Allan and Kakay in Singapore, Bradz in New Zealand, Reina in Taiwan, Myonee in Dubai, and the rest of the guys in other parts of the world (what’s the name of that guy in the Scandinavia country?) to chat with the other guys there…it will be a grand EB all over again together with the newbies..
I am reminded of Tin who is soon working in NY, Tin C may kambal Julia, the sisteret Aya and Dianne, Mogy, the other guys like the Twins, Aileen, Ching( by the way how are you sis?), Rose, Au, Eric, Ms. July and her Eric, Stanzi, The Girl from Davao, Yumi ko, Cutieara, FTS, Bro Dacs the authority in Catholic dogma, the girl from Laguna(sis Reina what’s her name again?), and all of the guys and gals I have meet personally or through the magic of the web(like Glenda all the way from Middle east) and don’t forget our MJ sis Cha or charity or Jen….bf?(I don’t know why you and kaye cal each other bf)…
I think I have the wrong title for this one…..but nonetheless I need to sleep now because I have to do my Saturday ritual. I hope it doesn’t rain and that I can kick my self up so that I can add another block to may run-jog- walk habit. I think I need to gulp my milk to put me to sleep…its 11:30 now in Guam 9:30 in the Philippines and I don’t know for the rest of the world…Myonee I think its 4:30 in the afternoon there in your area and sis Reina its 9:30 there in Taiwan…because I just know because I know someone there ….
Really need that gulp….
At what cost?
As we were window showing I came across a shelf were carvings of the early settlers of Guam was show case. They are like the totem or lucky charms that we usually see in some souvenir shops in Baguio. What struck is the name written in the shelf about the carvings representation.
One was for Luck; the other was for Money, one for Strength (I am a bit bewildered why strength is represented by a woman like carving), Happiness, Peace, Longevity, and Love. Thoughts and ideas started to form in my mind. It has been a long time for me since I wrote my blog and a part of me starts kicking to write about this experience.
As I amuse myself about these carvings and while my mind is processing the ideas that came to my mind, I happen to look at the back of the carvings and saw the price for each 2-4 inch carvings: $5.00. Again my mind began to play and scoop out in me something. Then I finally have some concept. How we wish the representations of these carvings can be bought at $5.00.
For the so many longings that we experience I could have bought Love. For my daily dire needs I could have bought Money, for my troubled mind Peace, for the everyday boredom Happiness, and for the enjoying of my fleeting years Longevity. Why is it life is not like that? It could have been so comforting that all the things can be bought in a store (like the ABC store or maybe in a mall like SM). Probably it would be the best commodity to sell and anyone who will be in this business of selling these emotions will be rich in no time. If only Peace could be that affordable I could have bought one for the world.
Sometimes life is so funny that we work hard all our lives and yet end up to nothing. As Brad Pitt said in his movie Meet Joe Black there are only two things certain in this world….Death and Taxes. Tax time is near and I know everyone is all scampering to prepare there tax and doing there best to make their payable tax small. We wanted income and actually we badly needed it to defray our daily needs but on this time of the year we wanted that we never earn that much so that we wouldn’t hand our hard earned money to the Government. We see it as problem seeing that we earn that much.
At what cost are we willing to buy our internal needs? At what means do we do our best to reduce our tax payable? Life goes on and definitely death is certain and tax as well.
A trip to Yap
Yap is called the Stone Money state. It is part of Federated State of Micronesia. The stone money that they use is carved in Palau. It makes me think how the Yapese made to bring the stone money to Palau and back to Yap. Just seeing the size of the stone money will surely amaze you. I was asking some locals regarding why the Yapese has to use such heavy money and they have all the trouble bring the stone to Palau to carve it and then bring it back instead of using lighter and simpler things as money. Probably because the island has not that much metal thus they use stones. The local says that there is no direct explanation why their ancestors have to go to Palau in order to have that money carve. What they know is that the value of the stone is greater when the size is bigger and that the number of persons who passed away carving it. Probable the reason why Yapese has to go all through the trouble to have a value attached to their money basing it on the length of time and effort exerted just to make the stone money.
It is humbling experience to be in Yap. Life is not hassle. There is no rush. They are simple people with simple life. People here just wear simple clothing in their workplace. Most are in their slippers….even if they work for an office not like ours where we need to wear business suit or uniform. Vehicles are either left or right handed but mostly right handed because most are Japan surplus. With the soaring price of gas most are relying on the public bus for their transportation.
Most chew a nut mixed with lime and a particular leaf. If you don’t know their culture you might get shock because you might think there is blood in their mouth. This is their “cigarette”. Almost every adult has this particular chew weather male or female. Much like a cigarette they chew it on their breaks, after a meal, and some even while working. I have no offense against it since it’s their culture and practice. It is something which a visitor like me must respect.
They are a jolly and a hospitable people. Their island is separated from most access thus supply here is scarce. You might end up eating the same meal in any restaurant if the shipment from neighboring islands is not coming or broken. You can’t demand for a food which is not available so one must content itself to what the island can offer. Thus for me its humbling because living in Manila and right now in Guam where you can have the things you want just across any store and them living that kind of life in an island so peaceful and quiet makes one value things that we mostly complain in our own place. The principle “to appreciate what one has rather than to grumble on the wants that one has not” is truly the meaning of appreciation.
Friday, February 15, 2008
A Woman's Embrace
An action so powerful yet so devastating.
As a mother, a woman embrace her child to give her warmth and nourishment. The very essential things a young person needs to survive the harsh environment.
As a friend; a woman's embrace brings comfort to another female friend who broke up with her boyfriend, to a male friend it brings shield to the depression of being not accepted.As a friend, an embrace of joy of a victory and a embrace of empathy of a lost.
As lover, it gives pleasure to the senses. The soft body of a woman envelops a mans hard body;complementing human desires and urges. The supple body of a human arouses a man's inner desire that leads to what some call love or others call it passion.
To a husband it is a reassurance of trust. A support for a man's failure.
An embrace to a mistress; is a ticking time bomb. Time will tell and all will be revealed and all will be in chaos.It brings division;it brings separation.It leads to a broken family.Creates distrust and disarrayed children.
From a prostitute cause attachment. A man comes back for it because he cant find it at home. He's body longs for it....something different....something exciting...that leads to separation.
A woman's embrace is so powerful...thus all should value it. It could give comfort at the same time it could create division.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Having a life
Of course don’t forget the predictions. Chinese and western astrologers will be consulted. Scientist, political analyst, and economist will say their views on the coming year’s outlook if it will be a good weather, political scene will be peaceful or the economy will plunge down again or will rebound back.
What then is a life which is always based on the times that has passed? Yes the past is our way of looking into the future. We make it our reference point to what direction are we bound to. But is it our choice. How we live our life solely depends on our hands. It is what we want that what will happen. If so then the past years misfortunes, sickness, and depression was our choice. Sad to say those were our choice. There is no one to blame for the poor performance that we have than ourselves. And yet we complain and begin to look for someone to blame. And in the coming year we consult the astrologers and analyst so that we won’t blame ourselves when we fall short on our expectations. We put the blame on them.
Having a life is not putting the decision on someone’s opinion. It is rather an action we must take no matter how uncertain the times may be. If we don’t make a decision and not move to action then we will never move forward; we will always be in the same place we have always use to be.
To have a life then is to make a decision, an action. One must pull oneself and be brave to face what is to come….for tomorrow is always a surprise.
