tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42899319579116138752024-02-08T03:22:12.392-08:00Random Thoughts by a Liberated Philantropistsandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-2901834747169113302010-01-03T03:20:00.000-08:002010-01-03T08:20:10.915-08:00Para sa Kaligtasan ng mga SipatNatagpuan ko itong mga ito sa Sent items sa aking Yahoo Mail. Bago pa maapektuhan ng sangkatutak na bugs, kailangan ko lang silang ipaskil dito. <br><br>Para sa isang matilamsik at masipat na 2010.<br><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br>Kaning Baboy</span><br> <span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br>si Boy Bato,<br> kumain ng pagkain,<br> Soup Number 5 <br> <br> walang kamuwang-muwang<br> sa sakit na mararamdaman<br> sa hating-gabing yaon. <br> <br> hindi alam ni Boy Bato <br> siyasatin ang nilalaman,<br> Soup Number 5<br> <br> walang kalusug-lusog<br> sa laman na masasaktan<br> sa hating-gabing yaon.<br> <br> uod na gagapang<br> ang nasa lamang-tiyan<br> sanhi ng matinding dumi,<br> Soup Number 5<br> <br> palabas mula sa katawan<br> sa gitna ng inuman<br> sa hating-gabing yaon.<br> <br> mula sa laway at pawis, <br> si Boy Bato, maglalabas,<br> pabalik lang sa pinaggalingan,<br> <br> dumi sa dumi,<br> <br> putik sa putik,<br> <br> Soup Number 5.<br> <br> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span>ang karanasan, kinahinatnan, <br> siya ring naging katapusan.<br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tagaktak</span><br><br>Sa dulo ng malupit na talim, <br>Nag-aasam ng malalim na taimtim <br>Pagharap ng aninong kulimlim,<br>Sa buhay na desperadong inaatim.<br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-43556083641167395942010-01-01T07:14:00.000-08:002010-01-01T12:14:08.233-08:00iRewind 2009<span style="font-style: italic;">Let the world change you, and you can change the world.<br>-Che Guevara<br></span><br>In various terminals of entertainment, our digital psyche has been enabling us to encounter countless list of trends, be it a top 20 of the worst-dressed individuals in the red carpet or the top 10 scariest places in New Zealand (etcetera, etcetera). After browsing through millions of such adrenaline-pumping lists, I felt that I should try to make a little noise in the cyber world by making one of my own. <br><br>Since nostalgia had set in during my siomai-eating escapade during December 31, I might as well try to conceive a list of my own version of the "Top 15 Events in 2009 that had Made a Mark in my Life". Without much further ado, here is the list (in no particular order): <br><br>1. <span style="font-style: italic;">Diliman Classics 2009 (a concert with the Velvet Orchestra)</span><br> Singing with a band makes one feel a great emotional high in the end, but singing with an <br> orchestra makes one soar, falling in love with music more. This has been one of the <br> greatest concert experiences that I ever participated on. I would like to thank UP Broad <br> Ass for giving me this golden chance.<br><br>2. <span style="font-style: italic;">Academic Gateway UPCAT Review </span><br> In the past 3 years, I have been tutoring both grade school and high school students in an<br> individual basis in all subjects. But, I never thought of ever handling 70 students in an <br> intense classroom setting for 4 straight hours. During this time, I had realized how difficult it <br> has been for a reviewer of whatever sort of form, be it for nurses or for engineers, to make <br> your students digest this mountain of information in a very limited amount of time. Also, <br> commuting to different teaching venues from Taft to Katipunan made the job more <br> exhausting. Fortunately, the cheerful staff and the hyperactive students of the center <br> welcomed me all the time with maximum enthusiasm making every visit worth it. I truly <br> am showering my thanks to my friend, Russ and Mr. Iman Gavino, for trusting me to teach <br> NCR Seniors some lessons in life that they, hopefully, haven't forgotten during UPCAT <br> time. <br><br>3. <span style="font-style: italic;">Philippine Youth for IT Congress 2009 </span><br> For a second straight year, this has been one my wildest experiences to date. With 3,500 <br> students, teachers and IT professionals from all over the Philippines at your disposal for 6 <br> straight hours, I have to temporarily become a jester in the court onstage to keep the <br> populace awake for the next speaker. Also, this was my first UP Theatre hosting <br> experience with all the debates, politicking and all that's meant to kept for a while (secret!). <br> This baptism of fire literally burned my throat after the shifts. Thank you, UP ITTC, for <br> trusting my limited arsenal of jokes and cheesy lines. <br><br>4. <span style="font-style: italic;">Freshmen Orientation Program 2009 </span><br> During the time when the freshmen of UP Diliman had first arrived in the steps of the <br> Economics Auditorium, I truly knew dearly from my experience that everyone felt a little <br> tension and anticipation given the first immersion of such students in the university. To <br> paint an image of what I'm trying to say, the freshmen were like cosmonauts landing in the <br> surface of Planet X. So, as one of the hosts, this has been pretty much my consideration <br> as to how should I treat or blend in with the students. Thank you, UP OCG and OSA for <br> this amazing encounter. <br><br><<span style="font-style: italic;">to be continued</span>><br><br>5. <span style="font-style: italic;">iSing University-Wide Videoke Contest 2009 </span><br>6. <span style="font-style: italic;">UP CAPES Job Fair 2009 </span><br>7. <span style="font-style: italic;">AIM Leadership Camp</span><br>8. <span style="font-style: italic;">Visit of Relatives from the Land of the Big Ben</span><br>9. <span style="font-style: italic;">UP CIEM Anniversary Month</span><br>10. <span style="font-style: italic;">Ryan Cayabyab Singers Auditions</span><br>11. <span style="font-style: italic;">SCI-FI Convention 2009</span><br>12. <span style="font-style: italic;">Ondoy's Wrath and Volunteer Acts<br>13. UP Engineering Choir Recognition Rites Performance<br>14. Engineering Week 2009<br>15. Medical-Dental Mission in Area 17<br><br></span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-52556785392910224342009-12-07T03:19:00.000-08:002009-12-07T08:19:06.782-08:00Block-StabbedWords are spreading like a disease,<br>a mountain of emotions amounts to large doses<br>of admiration, of appreciation. <br>On the contrary, little mud pits that block the way<br>like manure left by stray dogs, <br>like spit discharged by street mongers,<br>laying and lying in your body's face, <br>are obvious signs of unwarranted espionage.<br>Yet, the senses are blinded, nonexistent<br>to the point of deviating, to evict the crime.<br>Ending up being a cold-blooded victim<br>of senseless hallucination, of deception. <br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-42404209773138581262009-12-06T16:20:00.000-08:002009-12-06T21:20:48.529-08:00Rush Hour1:40 AM<br><br>The evening runs like a wind, a ski in a slope,<br>the head feels a sensation, hair dancing in the sea of air,<br>images blaze like pictures in marathon, trailing the omniscient darkness,<br>as the solitude is being pursued, the mind is being perused,<br>by the traces of destiny, sounding like heart beats,<br>ants marching, pulsating in every vein,<br>trailing the sea of cement, following every note. <br>The train dance still moves on, would carry on. <br><br><br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-88109175702069481632009-11-30T05:33:00.000-08:002009-11-30T10:33:30.789-08:00How Hi-Ro Saved my Life?It has been almost every single day that I sleep ultra late. Without any puns whatsoever, I really got into the habit by simply being so eager to write about anything in this exact blog. As of the moment, the exact time is 2:17 AM. I'm not joking, and I have a class the next day that would begin at 7:30 AM. So, I pretty much have 4 hours to sleep with all the personal hygiene adjustments foreshadowed. <br><br>Yes, I have always considered myself as a busy person. But, the thought of being busy in itself late at night makes me want to always do something else (not sleeping, of course). In effect, I would resort to brainstorm anything under the sun to be featured in my blog. I would actually be a little restless if I haven't produced a blog entry almost every internet session. I would always marvel and stare at the blank blog canvass. Full expression in words, indeed, takes some degree of time due to the probable readers that might invest some precious minutes reading my article, reading me. <br><br>Luckily, with all these cerebral agitations, I always make sure during my rest times to grab a pack of Hi-Ro cookies from Fibisco (free publicity!). Though it might look and taste as a direct rip-off of Oreo (take note of the rhyme!), I certainly recommend it to those who are searching for something non-caffeine containing to keep them awake at night. Hi-Ro would certainly fill your stomachs out with a certain quantity of sugar that makes the bodily hormones excited to a certain degree enabling your eyes to open up in the middle of painstaking encoding. Hi-Ro will give you a much needed push to make you feel more self-assured or confident in whatever it is that you are doing with the PC. Hi-Ro fills your stomach with sweetness that would certainly embrace satisfaction.<br><br>Okay, enough advertising. All i wanted to say here is that chocolates (or impressions of them) can stimulate brain activity even in the day's ultraelectromagnetic wee hours. This tip can save your life especially if you are procrastinating for a paper that will make you say "it's now or never". <br><br>There will be no choice. The time will be now. <br><br>Besides, if you have nothing to do, just please sleep. <br><br>P.S. Okay, don't you dare click on that white F logo with a blue background!<br><br> <br><br> <br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-90341219527378243322009-10-12T06:16:00.000-07:002009-10-12T10:16:19.975-07:00Ellipsis LinesHere I am, mindless, as I write this.<br><br>Random moments come and go not in pieces of great significance. Moments seem to not falter in shape, in the state of isolation. Being alone doesn't necessarily mean you are away from the world. You are trying to get inside, really inside...<br><br>Here are some poetic lines that I have excavated in my mobile phone written in the midst of the stillness of jeepney journeys (or so I thought):<br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cheesy</span><br><br>Larawan ka ng aking tungkulin,<br>Huwag mo nawang lisanin,<br>Mahirap balikan at kamtin,<br>Ang pusong noo'y naging akin.<br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bayanihan</span><br><br>Simoy ng mga malaya,<br>Hinagip ng tadhana,<br>Naging tuwirang babala,<br>Sa mga naglilipanang pinsala.<br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;">Falling</span><br><br>Waiting in line,<br>takes one hell of a time,<br>incomparable to drinking booze<br>added with lime,<br>when the innards get the loose and commotions, <br>By momentous proportions,<br>the watchful dogs desecrates from the lime,<br>as I try to contemplate on this sick, old rhyme.<br><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br></span><span style="font-style: italic;">The next one is the blog version of a freely flowing type. </span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br><br>Facebook</span><br><br>Nagbago na ang fate ng iba,<br>bakit ikaw hindi pa?<br>Pinalitan mo na ba ang status mo?<br>Bakit ang pagiging online mo bigla<br>parang nagtatagong anino?<br><br>Madalas kang mag-post dati,<br>langgam sa dami,<br>nakaririndi.<br><br>Madalas kang mag-blog dati,<br>damo sa dami, <br>nakabibingi. <br><br>Nakaririndi. Nakabibingi. <br><br>Nakangingiti. Nakakikilig. <br><br>Rindi. Bingi. Ngiti. Kilig.<br><br>Mixed emotions.<br><br>Mahirap kasi na pinagpalit ka na sa mukhang libro.<br>Mahirap kung wala nang nagbabasa sa iyo.<br><br>Divorced. Rejected. Incarcerated sa sariling mundo.<br><br>Pero, narito pa rin ako't nagbibigay ng <br><br>Rindi. Bingi. Ngiti. Kilig. <br><br>Sa mga taong nagtitiyaga pa ring magmasid, sumulyap.<br><br>Sa buong whole wide universe.<br><br>Miss ka na,<br><br>Multiply<br><br><br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-30534069078662305732009-08-24T07:25:00.000-07:002009-08-24T11:25:28.738-07:00Blank CanvassThis post is definitely what one has to add on. <br><br><br>If Multiply is a freedom wall, may this entry be the start of it.<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>copyright 2009<br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-55364287352335104682009-08-23T05:09:00.000-07:002009-08-23T09:09:56.254-07:00Dripping VibrationsThe silence envelops the surroundings as miniature drops trickle from a partially closed faucet. Deafening as it may seem, emotions that move like butterflies from one fragment of my being after another, smothering all the visual abstractions. Abstractions, that insatiably consumes one's identity.<br><br>Midget fireflies went around the glaring, deceiving light that serves as a lustful, heavenly sight for the ones with a blinded mind from the digital plight. As I stare closely at the circular shining saber habitat, my vision was blurred by black and white squares reversing its silent cadence like the visual manifestation of echoes, Like the signing off of a television program. Like the end of the perceived illusion of time. <br><br>Instantaneously, random reflections like clouds in the sky circulated my view as though words came rushing in huge numbers constantly circumnavigating my rigid eyes' planetariums of vision. Persistent voices of questions seem to blow through as shouts and screams unrelenting in my already deafened ears even though the prevailing feeling was reversed in tide. <br><br>Suddenly, the old man of soul said, "Come hither to the bed, make thy self slumber."<br><br><span style="font-style: italic;">With the cellular phone adjusted to the right alarm settings, I looked back at the computer, blinked, and decided to sleep. <br><br>3:40 AM </span> <br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-19472379539908869942009-08-11T07:19:00.000-07:002009-08-11T11:19:12.548-07:00It's Never Too Late to ShareAs idle my profiles are in other social networking sites (that makes me feel so stressed maintaining them), i just thought that maybe I could just dedicate this post to all the people who are still viewing me through this blog in Multiply (hate it when cross-posting gets really buggy). <br><br>It's time for the USS (or the Ultimate Sharing Session version 1.0).<br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;">I. Most Inspiring Movie Quotes of All Time</span><br><br>No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world. <br>- <span style="font-style: italic;">John Keating</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dead Poets' Society</span><br><br>Sucking the marrow out of life doesn't mean choking on the bone<br>- <span style="font-style: italic;">John Keating</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dead Poets' Society</span><br><br>There's a time for daring and there's a time for caution, and a wise man understands which is called for. <br>- <span style="font-style: italic;">John Keating</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dead Poets' Society</span><br><br>They're not that different from you, are they? Same haircuts. Full of hormones, just like you. Invincible, just like you feel. The world is their oyster. They believe they're destined for great things, just like many of you, their eyes are full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives even one iota of what they were capable? Because, you see gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils. But if you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? - - Carpe - - hear it? - - Carpe, carpe diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary. <br>- <span style="font-style: italic;">John Keating</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dead Poets' Society</span><br><br>Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. - <span style="font-style: italic;">Timo Cruz</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Coach Carter</span><br><br>Great ambition and conquest without contribution is without significance. What will your contribution be? How will history remember you? - <span style="font-style: italic;">William Hundert</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">The Emperor's Club</span><br><br>The worth of a life is not determined by a single failure or a solitary success. <br>- <span style="font-style: italic;">William Hundert</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">The Emperor's Club</span><br><br>I'll be back. <span style="font-style: italic;">Hasta la vista</span>, Baby.<br>- <span style="font-style: italic;">The Terminator</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Terminator </span><br><br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">II. Insight learned in an Internet Session the same time as writing this Blog</span><br><br><font size="3"><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">8+8+8. Take eight seconds to draw the breath through your nose, eight seconds to hold the breath and eight seconds to exhale. </span></font></font><br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;">III. Top 10 most Listened Tunes in my iPod</span><br><br>10. <span style="font-style: italic;">Porcelain</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Moby</span><br><br>9. <span style="font-style: italic;">Knocks you Down</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Keri Hilson</span><br><br>8. <span style="font-style: italic;">No Surprise</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Daughtry</span><br><br>7. <span style="font-style: italic;">Be on You</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ne-Yo featuring Florida</span><br><br>6. <span style="font-style: italic;">The Search is Over</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Jed Madela</span><br><br>5. <span style="font-style: italic;">The Climb (Male Version)</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ahmir</span><br><br>4. <span style="font-style: italic;">Take a Bow (Male Version)</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ne-Yo</span><br><br>3. <span style="font-style: italic;">When you Look Me in the Eyes (Male Version)</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ahmir</span><br><br>2. <span style="font-style: italic;">Before I Let You Go</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Freestyle</span><br style="font-weight: bold;"><br>1. <span style="font-style: italic;">Promise Me</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Lea Salonga</span><br><br>Music is total relaxation guaranteed. <br><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br>IV. Books Being Read All at the Same Time Right Now</span><br><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br>1. <span style="font-style: italic;">A Short History of Nearly Everything</span> by <span style="font-weight: bold;">Bill Bryson</span><br style="font-weight: bold;"><br>2. <span style="font-style: italic;">Built to Last</span> by <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dr. Jim Collins</span><br><br>3. <span style="font-style: italic;">Tutubi, Tutubi, Huwag kang Magpahuli sa Mamang Salbahe</span> by <span style="font-weight: bold;">Jun Cruz Reyes</span><br><br>4. <span style="font-style: italic;">Poetika, Pulitika </span>by <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dr. Bienvenido Lumbera</span><br style="font-weight: bold;"><br>5. <span style="font-style: italic;">Engineering Economy</span> by <span style="font-weight: bold;">Luxhoj and Wicks</span><br><br style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">V. Last 5 Movies Watched</span><br><br>1. <span style="font-style: italic;">G.I. Joe: Rise of the Cobra</span><br><br>2. <span style="font-style: italic;">Last Supper Number 3</span><br><br>3. <span style="font-style: italic;">Kodokara Sodo (Kid Commotion)</span><br><br>4. <span style="font-style: italic;">Bayaw</span><br><br>5. <span style="font-style: italic;">Cinemalaya Shorts B</span><br><br>-end of the USS version 1.0-<br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-2161966062930991132009-08-03T04:54:00.000-07:002009-08-03T08:54:16.140-07:00A Word on the Limping, Handicapped OnesOne friend of mine from another territory asked me to write some lines of poetry for her relative who is in 4th grade. Without any scratches (in the context of paper), here are my musings for the incapacitated:<br><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br>Standing with a Foot on the Ground</span><br><br>As the morning sun blinks,<br>my slumber eyes wink,<br>as I stare at the canvass ceiling,<br>painting a new beginning.<br><br>Getting my wooden cane, <br>facing seemingly endless lanes,<br>still ever blazing my story,<br>in my one limb glory. <br><br>Words, dreams, thoughts, agitations,<br>Written and inscribed in battalions, <br>As I make every indelible mark,<br>the siren of impression speaks in a hark.<br> <br>As the evening moon winks,<br>my awake eyes blink, <br>as I gaze at the charcoal ceiling,<br>creating a perfect ending. <br><br>(end of poem)<br><br>Now, everyone shall see the light. <br><br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-36571524204219894272009-07-29T18:14:00.000-07:002009-07-29T22:14:44.417-07:00Typing ManiacWith much fascination, I have always wanted to type without even looking at the keyboard. For ten long years, I have been waiting for some generous souls to teach me how to touch type. Even though I finished the Typing Apocalypse Flash game in just one attempt, the factor for success was how I memorized the phrases to be typed knowing that I would be setting my visions again to the QWERTY letters.<br><br>Every now and then, in finishing reports and projects in front of the computer boob tube, my neck would always be in constant, throbbing pain. Like a day dream, I know that this will disappear in the middle of my slumber (after the dreary, painstaking computer session). But, since it has been a regular occurrence, I want this chain to be broken once and for all. <br><br>Hopefully, by playing more of such typing games, I would now learn how to touch type. <br><br>Not mistaking my cellphone keys for the keyboard buttons. <br><br>The mania commences... <br><br><br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-84885044771771444322009-07-29T07:10:00.000-07:002009-07-29T11:10:33.419-07:00Paper Bundles and Eaten Toblerone BarsResearch shows that chocolate (or any other food in that makes a significant tickle of sweetness in your taste buds) stimulate brain activity. Indeed, this might sound true as proven in the middle of a Know-It-All Facebook session. For the past few days, after all the paper load that I have to do for the next day (of a specific day), I would usually sneak out a small tempting bar of Snickers and Toblerone out of the ice box and at the same time, answer several trivia quizzes in the said Facebook application. By the way, the gratuitous amount of chocolate was given to us, the chocolate fiends, by our equally chocolate-loving, guilty pleasure-inducing balikbayans from the London Bridge. If not for them, I would have not earned my Junior Brainiac status.<br> <br><malevolent laugh><br><br>From American Idol to Jacky Chan movies, from Asian Food to a decade's worth of children follies, I've keyboard-mashingly (from numbers 1 to 5) tried my best to beat the competition especially with the people I know who are highly knowledgeable and ultra addicted to a specific category (like Pixar movies and Star Wars) making one <span style="font-style: italic;">chamba</span> answer after another. I despair every moment I receive a SORRY! note, and jubilantly jump out of the computer chair (and sometimes, shout on the top of my voice disturbing my Indian neighbors) whenever I make a correct reply.<br><br>Like Archimedes in his discovery of the water displacement theory, I finally found the Facebook application that will be worth eating chocolate for and will be relaxing from making the paper bundles organized for.<br><br>At least, I've been incredibly lubricating my neurotic senses despite all the disturbances and inconveniences that I've been causing my dozing off (and sometimes, feces-reducing neighborhood cats). <br><br>But, speaking of electricity...<br><br>...ah, there's the rub.<br><br>Now, back to the boxed social reality. <br><br><while logging in to Facebook and sneaking another bar of Snickers><br><br><br> <br><br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-84969857987093367142009-04-03T07:11:00.000-07:002009-04-03T11:11:47.960-07:00Tulang Tsuper Habang nakasakay ako't sumisilay sa labas ng jeep patungong Cubao, napagtanto ko na magsulat kahit sandali ng isang maikling akda sa aking napagmamalupitang selepono. Sa gitna ng mala-hanging pagtalampas ng jeep sa kanyang dinadaanan na parang wala nang bukas, nagsulat ako tungkol sa sa kanya. Ito'y pinamagatan kong: <div><br></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Jeepney</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br></span></div><div>Tara na, </div><div>sa jeep ng mga nasasakdal.</div><div><br></div><div>Bawat sigaw ng mamang barker,</div><div>rehas sa katahimikan, </div><div>ninuman.</div><div><br></div><div>Instrumento ng kaganyakan,</div><div>berso ng modernong kundiman.</div><div><br></div><div>Pinalitan na ang busina't musika;</div><div>naghahampasan.</div><div><br></div><div>Saysay na nalabi na lang;</div><div>pinagmumunihan, </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br></span></div><div>Sa mga parang at paglaan,</div><div>ng mga halimaw na daan.<br></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br></span></div><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-15743602151017447422009-04-02T05:07:00.000-07:002009-04-02T09:07:28.931-07:00Distant HistoriesAccording to Bill Bryson in his book " A Short History of Nearly Everything", biologically habitable planets that exist in another galaxy might have devised a powerful telescope enough to see our world 200 years ago. Since we are approximately 200 light years away from them, they might see us as people still battling Napoleon in the French Revolution. Or, in the Philippine setting, they might view the rage-filled and intoxicated guerilla men fighting the studded galleons of the Spaniards. The period of an industrialized world at war, as many would say. <br><br>This might serve as a true manifestation of Einstein's theory of relativity, but many humanists might believe that this conception of moving time and space can lead to certain doubts about not including this discovery in the process of retracing history. Speaking of history, since it is conceptualized out of human standards, the margin of error in using time as a quantifiable gauge in measuring a period scale may increase as the number of discoveries of the alternate universe increases since the otherworldly concept of time reverses the movement of "human history". <br><br>This might lead to another set of histories yet to be created in the new time standards using the new terrestrial plane as its reference point. This would make the term "pockets of time" true in a more universal way.<br><br>Anyway, this is just a little reflection on the Kepler mission. Comments are welcome for further discussion. <br><br> <br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-53001165448383560592009-03-15T04:00:00.000-07:002009-03-15T08:00:39.973-07:00{Experiment}al {Poet}ryHere is a poem conceived out of a workshop activity transforming what was once an essay snippet into poetic writing. This is based on the article titled<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> (Untitled) </span>by Richard Jacob Dy from the Philippine Collegian Editorial Examination 2009. <div><br></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">KuEd School of Thought</span></div><div><br></div><div>Katuwang, turismo, </div><div>hihikayatin, isasangkot,</div><div>mitong kultura,</div><div>Pagpasok ng turista.</div><div><br></div><div>Pamamagitan,</div><div>ng sariling kaalaman,</div><div>anyo ng proyekto,</div><div>bansang malayo.</div><div><br></div><div>Makatutulong,</div><div>sangay, sa edukasyon,</div><div>sa pagpapalaganap,</div><div>kanyang kasaysayan.</div><div><br></div><div>Kultura,</div><div>sa pinakamababang antas,</div><div>hanggang masilayan, </div><div>edukasyong pantas.</div><div><br></div><div>Edukasyon,</div><div>Pinakamababang kultura</div><div>pagpapalaganap, hihikayatin.</div><div><br></div><div>Hihikayatin,</div><div>Pinakamababang kultura,</div><div>Pagpapalaganap, edukasyon.</div><div><br></div><div>Kultura, pagpapalaganap;</div><div>pinakamababang edukasyon,</div><div>hihikayatin.</div><div><br></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Note: The abstractions were created and based on the actual essay text.</span></div></div><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-2055934899858227872009-03-02T22:46:00.000-08:002009-03-03T03:46:37.964-08:00Enough Politics: The Drama Unfolds Here, Part 10<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">Does <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">politics </span>consume the true agenda of pressuposed nation's liberty? Can you say preoccupied to a person held by the iron grip of <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">politics</span>? Does it even entail a choice for one to be subjected into the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">politic</span>al arena or unconciously everyone eventually gets involved in it? </span><br></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">Definitely, politics is almost always given the opportunity to consummate our keen intellect whenever we make a stand. Sometimes, possibilities of earth-shaking proportions gets into our view whenever we ride along the momentum of this type/s of discourse. </span></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;font-weight: bold;"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">Below is a collection of <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">neoliberal political proverbs</span> sent by a friend from a university in France: </span></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">(Please take note of the ironies and metaphors. They may indeed burn like a blazing hot flat iron in your self-thought.) </span><br></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">1. In my many years I have come to a conclusion that one useless man is a shame, two is a law firm and three or more is a congress.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_0" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">John Adams</span></span></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">2. If you don't read the newspaper you are uninformed, if you do read the newspaper you are misinformed.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_1" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Mark Twain</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">3. Suppose you were an idiot. And suppose you were a </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_2" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">member of Congress</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">. But then I repeat myself.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Mark Twain</span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">4. I contend that for a nation to try to tax itself into prosperity is like a man standing in a bucket and trying to lift himself up by the handle ..</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_3" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Winston Churchill</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;">5. A government which robs Peter to pay Paul can always depend on the support of Paul.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_4" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">George Bernard Shaw</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">6. A liberal is someone who feels a great debt to his fellow man, which debt he proposes to pay off with your money.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">-- </span></span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_5" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">G. Gordon Liddy</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">7. Democracy must be something more than two wolves and a sheep voting on what to have for dinner.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_6" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">James Bovard</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">, Civil Libertarian (1994)</span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;">8. </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_7" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">Foreign aid</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"> might be defined as a transfer of money from </span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">poor people</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">Â in rich countries to rich people in poor countries.</span></span></span></font></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">--<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> Douglas Casey, Classmate of Bill Clinton at Georgetown University</span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">9. Giving money and power to government is like giving whiskey and car keys to teenage boys.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_8" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">P.J. O'Rourke</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">, Civil Libertarian</span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">10. Government is the great fiction, through which everybody endeavors to live at the expense of everybody else.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_9" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Frederic Bastiat</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">, French Economist (1801-1850)</span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">11. Government's view of the economy could be summed up in a few short phrases: If it moves, tax it. If it keeps moving, regulate it. And if it stops moving, subsidize it.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Ronald Reagan (1986)</span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">12. I don't make jokes. I just watch the government and report the facts.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">-- </span></span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_10" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Will Rogers</span></span></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">13. If you think health care is expensive now, wait until you see what it costs when it's free!</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">P.J. O'Rourke</span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">14. In general, the art of government consists of taking as much money as possible from one party of the citizens to give to the other.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Voltaire (1764)<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">15. Just because you do not take an interest in politics doesn't mean politics won't take an interest in you!</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></span></font></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Pericles (430 B.C.)</span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">16. No man's life, liberty, or property is safe while the legislature is in session.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></span></font></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Mark Twain (1866)</span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">17. Talk is cheap...except when Congress does it.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></span></font></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Anonymous</span></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">18. The government is like a baby's alimentary canal, with a happy appetite at one end and no responsibility at the other.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;">-- </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_11" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Ronald Reagan</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">19. The inherent vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing of the blessings. The inherent blessing of socialism is the equal sharing of misery.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></span></font></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Winston Churchill</span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">20. The only difference between a tax man and a taxidermist is that the taxidermist leaves the skin.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></span></font></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Mark Twain</span></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">21. The ultimate result of shielding men from the effects of folly is to fill the world with fools.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;">--</span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_12" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Herbert Spencer</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">, English Philosopher (1820-1903)</span></span></span></span></font></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">22. There is no distinctly native American criminal class...save Congress.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></span></font></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Mark Twain</span></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;">23. What this country needs are more unemployed politicians.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></span></font></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Edward Langley, Artist (1928-1995)<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">24. A government big enough to give you everything you want, is strong enough to take everything you have.</span></span></span></font></span></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></span></font></font><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"></span></span></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><font style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;">-- </span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236079032_13" style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Thomas Jefferson</span></span></span></span></span></font></span></font></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;font-weight: bold;"><br></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.22em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;font-weight: bold;"><br></span></div></span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-71866329661457790572009-02-24T02:08:00.000-08:002009-02-24T07:08:01.023-08:00A Student's Untimely Farewell<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(73, 73, 73);font-family: Georgia;font-size: 12px;font-style: italic;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">Amiel Alcantara. I will never forget that name. Upon receiving a message regarding the tragic incident, I knew deep inside that I've not just tragically lost a student, but also a driving force in my journey as a teacher. With his brotherly praises and greetings filled with tremendous joy and unforgettable laughter, as unmagnanimous destiny was for him, no one would not feel a certain stop in the beating of one's heart in sadness and hatred (for the dreams that will never be fulfilled, for the visions that will never be conceived). </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">As I've read his parent's appeal for prayer, surely, I believe this is the best gift that I can give and share all for him in this moment. </span></div><div><br></div>Humihingi kami ng mga dasal niyo para sa kaluluwa ni Amiel Alcantara. Siya ay nasa ikaapat na baitang at mag-aaral ng Mababang Paaralan ng Ateneo de manila. Kanina lamang, siya'y naipit ng dalawang kotse sa may dismissal/waiting area, oras ng kanilang uwian. Kinailangan pa siyang hugutin mula sa ibaba ng kotse upang maialis siya sa pagkaipit. Maraming dugo ang nakita sa pinangyarihan ng insidente. Naisugod pa siya sa ospital ngunit hindi rin nagtagal at siya'y pumanaw. Nawa'y ipagdasal niyo ang kanyang kaluluwa at ang kanyang pamilya. Pakipasa ang mensaheng ito sa iba. Maraming salamat po.</span> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(73, 73, 73);font-family: Georgia;font-size: 12px;font-style: italic;"><br></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(73, 73, 73);font-family: Georgia;font-size: 12px;">I am offering my condolences to his family especially to his brother Avie who is also one of my students. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(73, 73, 73);font-family: Georgia;font-size: 12px;"><br></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(73, 73, 73);font-family: Georgia;font-size: 12px;">Godspeed, Amiel. </span></div><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-22434385875477605712009-02-06T22:44:00.000-08:002009-02-07T03:44:29.480-08:00Who is Mr. Common Sense?Do we really make sense or do our senses make us?<span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br><br></span></span>This is a rather paradoxical question to ask, yet a very obvious one. So obvious that no one, even the philosophers, ever asked it because all statements made will nullify itself; since what had been thought in the duration of thinking shall make a contradiction to the act of thinking itself (if it is, in the first place, a valid act to one's perception). <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br><br></span>Anyway, here's an attempt by a writer (this was sent to me by a friend) to make a forecast or to paint a not-so-distant reality of the death of common sense.<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br></span><br>Leave a comment below if you have spurts of statements to let go off your mouth's leash.<br><br>If there's none, just enjoy and view his sense about the (global) common sense. <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br> <br>Obituary: Mr. </span><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1234001524_0">Common Sense</span><br><br>Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his <span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%;cursor: pointer;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1234001524_1">birth records</span> were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. <br><br>He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: <br><br>Knowing when to come in out of the rain; Why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and maybe it was my fault. <br><br>Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). <br><br>His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. <br><br>Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1234001524_2">unruly children</span>. <br><br>It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an Aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. <br><br>Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. <br><br>Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault. <br><br>Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. <br><br>Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust, by his wife, <span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%;cursor: pointer;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1234001524_3">Discretion</span>, by his daughter, Responsibility, and by his son, Reason. <br><br>He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers; <br><br>I Know My Rights <br><br>I Want It Now <br><br>Someone Else Is To Blame <br><br>I'm A Victim <br><br>Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-3215293701268820562009-01-31T04:16:00.000-08:002009-01-31T09:16:35.259-08:00Chorros de la poesia (spurts of poetry)Saturday. <br><br>When I went to my former alma mater's (high school) annual fair, some inescapable force compelled me to come in terms with my former organization by attending its acoustic, open mic poetry event. To my surprise, the current members are still actively participating in the arts scene within the campus. One even had produced an album now circulating in the local music market. <br><br>Then, as far as their brand of poetry is concerned, they still ROCK (whatever that means...).<br><br>Anyway, as an alumni, I was also compelled to read some <span style="font-style: italic;">poemas. </span>Since I wasn't prepared, I had to make two poem-lings for 15 minutes before the presentation. Below are the said poem-lings: <br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Reunion</span> <br><br>I've longed to stare at the long<br>terrace of thoughts,<br>of memories, of illusions,<br><br>I've sought to tread the transparent path, <br>full of reversed hopes.<br><br>Only it will rest, <br>in the source of my rays,<br>from the beacon of combined matches,<br>held by the ironies of days. <br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;">Stare<br><br></span>I want to dispose of millions, <br>and millions of eyes,<br><br>not parallel with their visions,<br><br>just looking at directions, <br>diversions, <br><br>only will they come back <br>to my afflictions,<br><br>my desperation. <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br></span> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-50219180586759688662009-01-28T17:13:00.000-08:002009-01-28T22:13:50.048-08:00Seriously Kidding<p>Are jokes half-meant?</p> <p>As many people would say, jokes are still statements made by one to address a trait or a circumstance passed to another. Statements, per se, requires thought value in the part of the speaker before being uttered. As a matter of fact, thinking is synonymous to relating one thought pattern to another using the means of connotation or denotation when another person is seen in the release of statements. You might say that such statements can be impulsive, yet, as rational beings, we can think in a matter of millions every single second. So, there is no such thing as a joke not well thought of.</p> <p>The fact that a statement has undergone a rigorous filtering in the part of the person before being finally said means, in a way, that person meant to say the “joke” thought to another.</p> <p>Why would one relate that “fact” in the “joke” if one does not actually “mean” it?</p> <p>In conclusion, the joke has a degree of truth value with the intentions being expressed through a statement to another person.</p> A joke is not entirely a joke.<br><br>Seriously...<br><br>...just kidding <img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"><br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-36630967261778870042009-01-25T04:17:00.000-08:002009-01-25T09:17:46.846-08:00Better Be Happy to Be Better <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;line-height: 15px;"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" style="line-height: 1.22em;font-size: inherit;"><tbody style="line-height: 1.22em;"><tr style="line-height: 1.22em;"><td valign="top" style="line-height: 1.22em;">Here are some tips that I got from a friend, <br>simple words, simple phrases,<br>thoughts that ripple without end,<br>through eons, through ages.<br><br><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Tips for a Better Life</span><br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br style="line-height: 1.22em;">1. Take a 10-30 minutes walk every day. And while you walk, smile.\<br><br style="line-height: 1.22em;">2. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>3. Sleep for 7 hours.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>4. Live with the 3 E's -- Energy, Enthusiasm, and Empathy.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>5. Play more games.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>6. Read more books than you did the previous year.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>7. Make time to practice meditation, yoga, and prayer. They provide us with daily fuel <br> for our busy lives.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>8. Spend time with people over the age of 70 & under the age of 6.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>9. Dream more while you are awake.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>10. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>11. Drink plenty of water.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>12. Try to make at least three people smile each day.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>13. Don't waste your precious energy on gossip.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>14. Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner with his/her mistakes of the <br> past. That will ruin your present happiness.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>15. Don't have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your <br> energy in the positive present moment.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>16. Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn <br> will last a lifetime.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>17. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>18. Smile and laugh more.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>19. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>20. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>21. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>22. Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>23. Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their journey is all about. <br> Don't compare your partner with others.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>24. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>25. Forgive everyone for everything.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>26. What other people think of you is none of your business.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>27. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>28. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>29. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>30. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>31. The best is yet to come.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>32. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>33. Do the right thing!<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>34. Call your family often.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>35. Your inner most is always happy. So be happy.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>36. Each day give something good to others.<br style="line-height: 1.22em;"><br>37. Don't over do. Keep your limits.</td></tr></tbody></table><br></span> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;line-height: 15px;">38. Show this message to someone else. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;line-height: 15px;"><br></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;line-height: 15px;">Now, it's time to be fruitful and to (always visit) multiply. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;line-height: 15px;"><br></span></div> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-80296491563740955642009-01-18T19:24:00.000-08:002009-01-19T00:24:48.698-08:00The Back Story I'm back..<br><br>Now, here is something different, something personal (out of the profound stuff):<br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;">New Year</span><br><br>It's nice to be back in the front side of the new year. With the rain hitting the airwaves of supposedly sent text messages, no wonder people get less new year messages this time including my black as emo phone. Instead of watching Picasso-painted fireworks, I had already found contentment in watching TV specials with the digital countdown running onscreen and famous people do their fabulous vaudeville acts onstage. In addition to that, while looking at the occasional news breaks, I saw a lot of national structures being covered with smoke and a palette of colors because they are subjected to excessive usage in fireworks display (for global publicity perhaps). <br><br>Kid 1: Weee, the London Eye is exploding with stars. <br><br>Kid 2: Yes, the Taipei 101 too, with other buildings.<br><br>Kid 3: Wait, until you see, the Taj Mahal...oh...no, it's really burning.<br><br>Truly, it has been an explosive, water-drenched new year. <br><br><span style="font-weight: bold;">First Weeks</span><br><br>It has been a trailblazing...no...trial blazing three weeks of January. Here are the reasons:<br><br>- my uncle's untimely death due to a liver disease (+ RIP +)<br>- the recently concluded UP CAPES Job Fair <br>- the research work for a competition (management study/scientific research)<br>- the upcoming SCI-PHI convention <br>- IE 22 project<br>- Obama's inauguration<br>- spell R-E-C-E-S-S-I-O-N<br>- mediocre American Idol auditionees (oh, man!) <br>- etcetera<br><br>So, buckle up for the future, my friend, because 2009 will be a year to be cherished yet again. <br><br>God bless :)<br> <br><br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-86635143515624421512008-12-07T15:06:00.000-08:002008-12-07T20:06:11.206-08:00DVD: Divisoria Daydream Walking across endless seas with people as ripples, the sight finds shores of stores as an isolated solitude with a perception impulse. T-shirts dangling colored from green to blue to red, lands a feast in a spectators kaleidoscope vision. Bargains that continue to melt in a singular denomination that either deprive or survive the holocaust of lending and spending. Human puppetry is at its peak whenever merchants of different forms, seen or unseen, careen the internal longing to the product catalyst burning under the sweltering heat of the noon sun. Catalyst, for every stall facade starts the epidemic of deep hunger, of consummation and sheer material thought. <br><br>When one leaves, one escapes the ruin of self. <br><br>The war's sunset appears. Peace now sets in. <br><br> <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-24043934703763134952008-12-06T04:38:00.000-08:002008-12-06T09:38:43.687-08:00Sa Pananaw ng mga Inglisero: Isang Balagtula<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">"Ang hindi magmahal sa kanyang sariling wika ay mas masahol pa sa isang malansang isda" - Gat. Jose Rizal</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Tugon ng isang Inglisero: </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;">Sa patuloy na pag-ikot ng mundo, ang Ingles ang namumutawi’t nasasaulo. Halos lahat ng posibleng aspeto, ang wikang batayan, sa Ingles nakasalo. Karamihan ng mga nasasaklaw na diskurso, hindi tuwirang matatanto kung ang wika’y sa Filipino. Ang wikang ipinamumulat ay sa mundong nagpasisiwalat. Limitado ang mapaghuhugutan, kung ang sipat ay sa pambansang wika lamang. Kung gustong makita ang kabuuan, ang turo’y sa Ingles nararapat ang basehan. Nararapat na ang salimbibig ay sa pagtinging sambayanan, tungo sa kamunduan, maghuhubog sa madla, lalo na sa kabataan. Ang matinding kadahilanan, sadya nga talaga na ang kabataan ay ang pag-asa ng bayan. Kung mamarapating sabihin, marahan lang na ating angkinin, wika munang hindi atin. Sa tawag ng panahon, marapat itong itaghoy ng bayang naghihikahos para sa minimithing kaliwanagan, kalayaan, kapayapaan.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;">Ang pagkamit sa mga ito’y nasasarhan ng mga klaseng ang wika’y nilalampastangan. Kung sariling wika ang gagamitin, marami ang yuyurak sa kanyang kariktan dahil sa balarilang napupuno ng kalayaan. Sa wikang Ingles, kahit karamiha’y wakang interes, nabibigyan ng displina ang mga labing napupurol sa tuwi-tuwina. Hinuhulma ng mga gramatikong pamantayan ang mga isipang sa simula’y kinakalawang. Mas tuwiran ang pagpapalawig ng kaalaman, sagad sa laman at buto ang mga nagiging batid na katuwiran. Naisasatama ang mga kamalian sa mga sipat na hindi pa naisasalin ng mga sumusulat, mga manunulat. Ayon nga sa mga dalubhasa, natatamo ang pag-asa ng isang bansa na masawata ang kumpetensiya sa lahat ng sekta sa Ingles na pananalita. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;">Ang kaunlaran ay pasisinayaan ng mga kabataang makikipagtulungan gamit ang Ingles bilang makinaryang pakikipagtalastasan. Makaaahon ang republikang sa pamumuno’y patapon sa mas edukadong lipunan. Sa pamantayang ipinahihiwatig ng mundong kinagisnan, mainam na may kakayanan ang sambayanan na makipaglaban ng harapan kahit sa pakikipalitan ng salita o talakayan. Kahit na sadyang may kaliitan ang ating bansa, dambuhala naman ang ating katalentaduhan sa pagpapaksa, pakikipagpalitan ng mga kaisipan sa paggawa ng kulturang pangkamunduan. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;">Batid ng edukasyon sa ganitong pamamaraan, ang kinabukasan ang makapagbabangon sa isipang purol na nagpalalawig sa kahirapan, karukhaan. Maliban sa kasasabi lamang, magsisilbing behikulo ng pagbubuklod ng mga distrito ng bawat kanto sa siyudad ng tao ang pagsasakumbensyunal nito. Kahit ang pagpapasimuno ng panibagong digmaan sa kasalukuyan, ating maiiwasan, malalabanan ng mga katagang makapanlilikha ng bantayog na makapanlalaya sa <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri;">dilang tanikala.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun:yes;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count:2;"> </span></span></span></p><!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4289931957911613875.post-45562374921932110682008-12-01T17:04:00.000-08:002008-12-01T22:04:45.193-08:00AwakeAs we had gazed heavenward seeing the coincidental alignment of planets and stars to form a man-resembling figure, the sky was looking at us intently taking responsibility to what pessimists might call a hoax or to the optimists, a miracle. In our nearing pursuit of deep slumber and of meaning to cap a long day, the smiling offering had provided us with an outlet to hope and to dream for such positive occurences to come across our agitated and metropolitan-drowned minds every once in a while. Indeed, this signifies that nature is constantly trying to awaken our rock-solid sensibilities due to the loves and pains inflicted by the rush of the world, so to speak. We are being made aware of the presence of a larger life around us by which the entity called Nature exists.<br><br>So, as we open our eyes, we will be made aware of the multiplicity of the presence of life and of its many forms. We are part of the sphere. <br><br>We are now awake. <!-- multiply:no_crosspost --><p class='multiply:no_crosspost'></p>sandmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17641900389295891255noreply@blogger.com0