A Simple Truth About Happiness: When everything feels right

Before I take my deprived rights on sleeping, I would like to kiss my tears away by spending some minutes on my page while I’m trying to convince you (whoever’s reading) that my post has something to do with your life.. and your feelings.. And your thoughts. Haha nyanya

I am pondering about how people find happiness in different ways. Some find it in shoes stored in cabinets with skeletons. Some find it in food like “Arrghh food is forever and I want to marry as many food as I want because I love to eat and it makes me fat”. Or people find it in books and coffee and cookies and music and beaches and cars and places..

Want some more?

Cosmetics and dogs and cats and alcohol and smoke and dresses and photographs and curtains and papers and stickers and spoons and movies..

Or maybe we could find happiness in family and friendship and work and love and tranquility and peace and time and trust and hope and faith..

And I could add some more and finish this post in year 3000 or even more.

Maybe because we always try to find happiness in everything.

But today somebody reminded me that happiness will never be a “find me” puzzle. Because happiness (I would say) happens not completely because it’s the right time nor person nor place nor situation.

But simply because IT FEELS RIGHT. And it takes tons of courage and guts to jump into that it-feels-right feeling.

(And when something goes wrong that’s the time we forget what happiness is.)

-TOO MUCH FOR TODAY. A very loooong start of the week. My happiness is sleep. 🙂 ❤

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Libing ni Marcos na Nababalutan ng Hugot at Pag-ibig

Kasama sa balita kagabi ang pagpapalibing kay Marcos sa libingan ng mga bayani. At bigla ko na lang inihalintulad sa pag-ibig ang nasabing pangyayari. In short, naging crazy ako, tapos medyo naging bitter pero medyo nainspire ng konti na umabot hanggang tenga ko yung kilig. Haha kung bakit, eh ilibing na natin kasama ni dating Pangulong Ferdinand Marcos. :p

Pakiramdam ko, napapanahon na na maihimlay sa tamang lugar ang dating Pangulo. Hindi para ilatag na isa nga siyang bayani sa mata ng bawat isa, pero dahil minsan niyang ibinahagi ang sarili niya sa panunungkulan para sa Pinas. Hindi perpekto ang pamahalaang Marcos. Siguro hindi ko lubusang maiintindihan ang Martial Law na yan. Eh hangin pa lang naman ako nun.

Tama ka. May nasaktan. May nasugatan. May hugot. Malalim. Madiin. Kaya patuloy na may tututol. Patuloy na may mananariwa ng nakaraan. Patuloy na may ipipilit ipaglaban. Hanggang sa mapagod. Hanggang sa mauntog ang mga kaisipan.. Hanggang sa mapagod ang puso na maghanap ng mga kasagutan sa mga tanong ng nakaraan.. Na minsan kahit gaano kasakit ang iyong naramdaman, kailangan nating ibaon sa lupa ang nakalipas. At subukang tanggapin ang katotohanang.. May mga bagay na di mo na mababago kahit kailan. At may mga bagay na kailangan mong isara para bigyang pagkakataon ang mga pintong maaaring buksan. Para bukas makalawa, hindi mo na iisiping sinaktan ka lang at iniwan. Oras na para isipin mong, kaya mong ilibing ang mga bagay na minsang nagpabago ng ikot ng mundo mo. Pero kaya mo pa rin patakbuhin ‘to gamit ang manibela mo.

Hanggang sa matagpuan mong muli ang halimuyak ng pag-ibig. Hanggang sa muli mong mahalin ang iyong sarili.

Yan. Diyan lang magsisimula ang mga katagang

MOVED ON. 🙂

-kung hihimayin ba ang bawat buhay ng mga taong nakahimlay sa libingan ng mga bayani, ilan kaya sa kanila ang talagang masasabing bayani? :/

A man without dreams

A man without dreams doesn’t dream at all. He just sleeps, faces the dawn, soils his body and when sunset comes, he closes his eyes again.

A man without dreams doesn’t think. Because if he does, there will be a chain of consequences, results, hardships and most of all changes. A man without dreams doesn’t change. And he doesn’t think. Where the fuck are your brain cells?

A man without dreams hurt people. Why? Because he’s selfish. He doesn’t allow people to have chances. To grow. To love. To think. To change. To dream. He doesn’t even know how to give himself a chance to do all things. He just lives.

A man without dreams lives alone. He’s a lonely man.

A man without dreams is a chaos. Because he spreads nothing.

But how does a man without dreams, dream nothing?

Maybe because he doesn’t want to dream at all? Nor he wants to chase any opportunity. Nor he lives with idealism. He just lives. And when fate comes, he simply goes back to dust. And the wind blows him away.

And I hope nobody inhales him.

Or maybe, he doesn’t dream at all because his dreams failed him. And it took his time away.

So maybe he’s not a man without dreams.

He is a man who lost his dreams.

-a very sad thought.

RTW: Reason To Work

RTW: Ready To Wear

Yan ang alam kong RTW. Pero kahapon ko lang nalaman na may iba pang katumbas na sa salita ang bawat letra. At yan nga ay ang REASON TO WORK.

Rason para magtrabaho. Rason para makapasok sa opisina. Rason para magpursigi. Rason para magsipag. Rason para mahalin ang trabaho. Rason para makalimot. Rason para umusad. Rason para magpatuloy. Rason para magmove on sa buhay.

Rason. Rason. Rason.

Puro na lang rason.

Kaya ba pagdating sa pag-ibig nilalagyan na din ng makukulay na rason?

Why did you love the person back (in the first place) ? Why.

Someone had asked me then, why did you love him? And I just said, “Just because.”

Hindi dahil sa walang direksyon ang pagmamahal mo sa taong yun, pero dahil walang sasaktong salita, pangungusap, kaisipan, o paliwanag o rason ang pwedeng magdescribe ng nararamdaman mo para sa taon yun. At sa pagkakataong makahanap ka na ng rason kung bakit mo minamahal ang isang tao, mangamba ka na.. Baka makahanap ka na rin ng rason para saktan siya.

-Haluh. I’m okay. 🙂 Medyo pangit lang ang gising. WORK! WORK! WORK! Para sa kaban ng bayan!

Teardrops

|”Crying is how your body speaks when your mouth can’t explain the pain you feel”|

|And all you can do is to let them burst out|not just because you can’t take it anymore|

|But you accepted the fact that you also have the limits|boundaries|

|Weakness|And the right to get hurt|

|The freedom of letting yourself aware|

|That you’re still vulnerable|to pain|