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Too many written poems, short stories, essays, op-eds and columns... Someday, somehow; I'll find the way to organize, collect and post them in this blog... Thanks be to God and I'd became a campus journalist, member of a collegiate official student publication (VOICE), College Editors Guild of the Philippines (CEGP) guilder and an activist... I learned not to write only for myself but for the masses...

Thursday, April 21, 2011

alay lakad... alay para kanino?

(21 April 2011- Maundy Thursday Alay Lakad) If this sea of humanity seen in the streets will step their feet for genuine change, will collectively act for the common good, a better Philippines will rise... kaso ilang campus journalists pa lang(which is wala pa sa 1/8 nung mga nag-alay lakad...) noong June 30, 2006 CEGP NDA na nagpunta sa mendiola upang magdasal at mag-alay ng bulaklak ay agaran at marahas nang itinaboy ng kapulisan (dun pa lang umalma na ang gobyerno). Paano na kaya ang gagawin ng nabubulok at naghaharing sistema sampu ng kapulisan kung yung mga nag-alay lakad kagabi at kaninang madaling araw ay hindi sa Antipolo nagpunta kundi sa Mendiola? -suriin natin, para kanino tayo dapat mag-alay?

Maybe I'd written these due to TV exposure - Jose Rizal film aired in the Lenten Season Special of GMA 7 and my exposure to the tyranny being brought by the present heads governing my nation, no difference with the Spanish regime (krus o espada) which once hit the Philippines.


I believe in revelation, but not in revelation which each religion claims to possess... but in the living revelation which surrounds us on every side — mighty, eternal, unceasing, incorruptible, clear, distinct, universal as is the being from whom it proceeds, in that revelation which speaks to us and penetrates us from the moment we are born until we die. - J.P.Rizal

Today is Christmas Eve. Whether or not Christ was born exactly on this date is not important. But chronological accuracy has nothing to do with tonight's event. A grand genius had been born who preached truth and love; who suffered because of his mission; and on account of his sufferings the world has become better, if not saved. Only it gives me nausea to see how some people abuse his name to commit numerous crimes. If he is in heaven, he will certainly protest! - J.P.Rizal

If all those who walked in the streets donated a peso in the Catholic church, it is assured that the church profited hundred times compared to a worker like me and more than a hundred times to those street sweepers cleaning the participants' trash last night. Granting that they walked for their beliefs, I hope that it do really cleansed their souls... I'm not being antagonistic in their tradition, a tradition from our previous colonizers which was used to fool our forefathers for Spain's pleasure, but just a hoping person that someday, they will not only walk for their own salvation but for the salvation of the nation against tyranny, poverty and unjustice. Wishing that they will not only be out there sweating due to extensive travel from different provinces just to offer flowers and money for the idolized wooden woman in the cathedral but someday, somehow, they will also be out there sweating and thirsty for a true free Philippines.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

kismet

I was once a knight errant, weary and thirsty;
Yearning for someone worth rummaging.
Destiny seems to give me serendipity.
Dreadful delusions can’t conquer my entirety.
Thy face that stopped my wandering;
Thy eyes that ceased my searching,
Thy smile that caused my replenishing;
Such traits of the one I’m longing…
All I want to do is lock the time;
So that this kismet will be at my grasp.
Afraid to loose this opportunity, to grieve!
I’ll have to wear one’s heart on my sleeve

published - VOICE 4.1 June - August Issue
☺☺☺ emo mode ☺☺☺

Give me a break!

Somebody struck my head and heart!

The last semester, I became critical of materialistic social values. My concerns governing our country led my cynicisms to burst. Thanks to that “somebody” who calmed a burnt-out. And for now, the columnist would like to share something inspirational (though, I’m not used with this writing style). Nevertheless, I promise to be not so mushy, for being very mushy is no longer cute but stupid.
*****
Every individual has its flag. Raising it up high needs a lot of courage, hope and determination. Aside from those traits, a perfect timing is required so that your emblem could dance and fly high with the wind. However, not all winds can bestow favorable outcome but disaster.
Enough withfl owery metaphors… What’s in a flag and the wind? Hmm… Let’s crack my code.
Let the flag symbolize the aspirations and the winds as trials. Accomplishing a goal is one of the most worth remembering facets of life. Upon fulfillment of that crave comes the feeling of joy despite the obstacles undertaken during your campaign for success.
For my fellow TIPians, we are privileged compared to other youths out there. They want to go to school but because of financial constraints they opted not to pursue their dreams. I’m challenging every student to reach for their goals. Especially, in this historical moment in time when tuition fees can create distressed parents. We have this advantage, we are in academe – learning and constructing the foundations for our future. Remember if the foundation is weak, so as the entirety of the construction. So exploit your assets!
The strong winds will surely test the strength of your foundation and they can cause disaster so it is but needed to take precautions. However, I am competent enough to tell anyone that such catastrophes can toughen an individual.
Carpe diem! Feel the enJOYment of life! See your flag up there!
*****
Believe it or not… I’m one of those many persons who want world peace! After the 9-11 disaster, US-Iraq war, the RP political problems (Whew! It only showed the world what the majority of government offi cials we have – corrupted and drunk with power!), there is another burden for the human race to carry. Massive artilleries once again troubled a nation. When will the war between the Lebanon and Israel cease? I just hope it’s over when this publication reaches the public.
As what I had observed, both parties must learn and know a single word to solve their misunderstanding. I believe this word is not new to them. I’m hundred percent sure that they know its meaning for it is located in their dictionaries. The problem is they don’t know its essence and application. The word LOVE. And when they considered it everythingfi ne will follow.
*****
For the concluded SONA, it is very deliberate that Arroyo is in her stand to push through Charter Change. Again, as what was written in this column a year ago, we’ve had enough of this crap – the circus that is politics. If worse comes to worst, this dance called Cha-Cha will only consist of laws tuned to the administration’s taste. Nevertheless, the promise of Charter Change is not that hard to dismiss as just an act to grandstand another trick to divert our attentions from what is really going on and to make the show pass for another possible solution to our problems. In the first place, no system of laws was ever formed to deter a country from development. The Constitution we have right now is enough; perhaps it’s the way the laws are implemented that should be changed… better yet the people who implement them. Should I say more?
Inasmuch as I want to share my diplomatic thoughts for this issue, I chose to calm down a little and have a break… I’m getting annoyed of the situation Juan dela Cruz is up now. The cancer remains uncured. I’m in a situation controlling my sanity regarding matters because too much critical thinking for undoubtedly corrupted system will drive you nuts. I just can’t imagine how those cruel politicians withstand their business and keep their souls and body intact.


published - Caviler's Ken VOICE 4.1 June-Ausgust 2007 issue
my-not-so left column yet inspirational (?) ☺