Vagabond

“I want to be someone’s memory rather than a daily routine.”

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|Photo Credits|E.N|

 

Before I eat another cookie, I would like to say thank you to all the gods and deities who made this week a little extraordinary than my daily routine. Reminding me that I have a 24-hour right to breathe and to forget about all the turmoils. And it made me think somehow. It made me think of good things.

Somebody asked me, what’s your wish on your special day? I answered:

World peace.

Maybe it humored him a bit and asked again, what’s your wish? For yourself. And I answered:

Inner peace.

 

I wish for everyone’s peace of mind. Because that will help them to regain health.

I wish for my inner peace so I can extend myself more to others.

Few months ago, I spoke to one of my colleagues (she’s a good friend too) in the balcony where I usually drench myself at lunch. She said looking at the skyline, she wanted to make a dent and to create a change. It’s a great thought, I’d say. And I told her to pursue her dreams. She’s continuing her studies now and I hope for all the blessings and odds to be on her side. She’s a good kid.

And it made me think…

I also want to make a dent. But not that big. Nor to create a change in large scale.

My lifetime will never be enough:

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But a simple dent to someone’s heart.

A dent that couldn’t change everything but could remind that person from time to time that it’s okay.

That it’s okay to eat pizza with a lot of pepper. That it’s okay to drink Chuckie even if you turn 80. That it’s okay to cry in public. That it’s okay to be hurt. (Because sooner or later it will be okay.) That it’s okay to get nightmares. That it’s okay to get tired. (Simply because we’re human.) That it’s okay to get crazy in love. It’s okay to commit mistakes. (As long as you treat it as a friendly reminder the next day.) That it’s okay to be in pain. (It strengthens your soul.)

It’s okay. It’s okay because that’s how life works.

(And I just used the word “okay” thirteen times. Haha)

I want to be someone’s memory rather than a daily routine.

P.S.

Thank you for all the greetings! God bless you all. 🙂

 

**And why Vagabond? Wala lang. Gusto ko lang yung word. Haha It describes exactly my thoughts. Blog ko naman ‘to kaya walang pakialamanan sa titulo.

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Eclipse

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|Meeting half way..|

|It needs a little of waiting, a bit of compromising, and a bunch of understanding.|

|Pero hindi lahat marunong maghintay.|

|Kadalasan atat.|

|Lol. Pagbigyan ang bitter. Ay, este, puyat. hahaha|

|Antok na ko. So, I’ll sleep na. Mamaya na ang term paper.|

|Eto na ba ang bagong format natin Ge?|

|Pahirapan.|

|Tatam. Pahilot si Ate. May bente at trolli candy ka sakin. ❤ |

Papers? Please.

“Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic.
I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me.
But right now, I am a chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.”

 

-I was just browsing and about to start with a term paper forwarded by a comrade and a confidant. And I found this from someone’s page.

(Why is everyone having a hard time lately. What’s with Holy week?)

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Papers? Please.

A Sweet Sojourn

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“Half of this world we have dusk and half of it we have grace. And that certain horizon that binds the two, it’s the soul of serenity and eternal love.”

Few months ago, I gambled half of my life, half of my time or maybe half of my nature and half of my heart. Half of my heart because I have risked everything to an unknown. Nonetheless, it is a waste of time to be very detailed now. And yes, it was a big risk. Some would say, it wouldn’t matter anyhow. Some would say, it was a choice but never a risk. Some would say, I got nothing but nothing. Well, one thing I’ve learned there, was to make something out of nothing. You know, waiting for your turn for the next ring and all you got is your gut to convince a stranger to take your deal. And it was difficult. A real deal for the word “”difficult”. I also tried to struggle and brawl once for worthless mediocrity. The rest is history, what a rubbish of me.

That was my Dusk. An untamed thing.

Every day, I had to wake up, forcing my rigid body to get my hands on those keys, punching all day, listening to different voices, hearing numerous stories. And I won’t lie. I actually got to a certain point that I told myself, “I’m done.” But guess what, something good kept me going then… Something good urged me to get off my bed and to condition myself around.  *At ibalato mo na sa akin kung ano yun, okay lang?*

That was my Grace. Sweet grace, I’d say.

Nevertheless, things change. I am aware of it. I may be naïve but I’m not that imprudent.

Change. Fortress as it is. You can’t knock it off.

But then I really don’t give a shit on that… until I do. Not rattled, but disconcerted. And what was left was for me to take another risk, to struggle another phase and the decency to pacify.

And that was my Horizon.

My entire sojourn wasn’t as perfect as what I had expected. But I don’t regret staying and tossing up. So much for the things I learned, I don’t want to enumerate all those stuff here. *laughs*. Because I’ve learned a lot, if that’s what you want to hear. And believe me, I gained such lessons in the most bent and sickest way. But if there’s one thing that keeps on hanging around my consciousness, it is the fact that we are not entitled to whole things. Every time we fail, entailed to that is success, if there’s night there’s day, if there’s dropped call there’s a well-done deal, if there’s E there’s A, if there’s confusion there’s understanding, if there’s hatred there’s love, if there’s doubt there’s trust, if there’s pain there’s joy, if there’s one there’s the other, and so on and so forth. And in between those halves there’s this certain skyline where they collide. And for all you know, once you’ve reached the skyline, everything seems to be done and tranquil.

Because half of this world we have dusk and half of it we have grace. And that certain horizon that binds the two, it’s the soul of serenity and eternal love.