Thursday, January 27, 2005

Lost soul?


Not too long ago, I commented on my friend’s blog—basically about being indifferent as an “OK” option sometimes. (I meant it as a temporary option, just so he could have peace of mind, given his emotional state at the time). So anyway, somebody (um should I say, vehemently?) responded to it, saying that it is the cruelest thing any human being can do. She juxtaposed her reaction with a quote from Paolo Coelho: that “love liberates.” I did not mean to argue, and I am not at all cross about it. Neither would I say I’m right, nor contradict her with her “love is the answer” option. It’s just that to me, being indifferent is probably as valid an option as being emphatic, only they stand at opposite ends.

Anyway, following that 'argument,' my question is: who determines the appropriateness of the medium one chooses in liberating oneself from whatever it is that shackles him? Whose standards do we follow? What factors do we give preference to? And if people are choosing the non-conventional way of dealing with life in general, does that mean they are wrong? Indeed, it’s totally hard to reconcile your own standards from that of others. And if you argue that they rebel against you, don’t you also rebel against them by sticking to your own standards and criteria?

I am reminded of Veronika, Coelho’s character in one of his books, who at age 24 decided to die because she sort of had enough of this so called life. She had it all planned, etc. I heard of a similar case in real life—male, 22, from a reputable and well-off family, graduated from a decent university, had a gf, had a happy life, no family history of suicide. And yet….he shot himself, explaining in his suicide note that he’s happy to have reached such an age, that he has led a good life—essentially that he’s contented and had nothing to ask for and so he’s happily making his exit like that. So, shall we absolve them? Shall we rebuke them? Or shall we just let it slide and go on with our lives since they’re not related to our mundane existence anyway? By society’s standards suicide is unacceptable. But we are also taught to be the master of our fate. So which is it, really? And ending one’s life is but one of the most debated social issues....

Escapism, inaction, going with the flow….are they necessarily wrong options? Pro-activeness, persistence, resilience, thorough planning…are these the more palatable means of maximizing existence? Of course there are gray areas. There is a 'space between' where infinite possibilities also lie. Like finding a balance given an array of opportunities, or maybe sitting on the fence, playing safe and becoming free-rider (hah!)

You definitely occupy a spot in this long spectrum. Regardless of which side you’re on, at the end of the day, don’t we still find ourselves entangled and deeply embedded in a trite common ground we call existence? You tell me…








for apple


can't say much...let the song do it. (I like both renditions)

Landslide
(Smashing Pumpkins/Dixie Chicks)

I took my love and I took it down
I climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
Well the landslide brought me down
Mirror in the sky what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
I'm getting older too
Well... Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older I'm getting older, too
Well I'm getting older too
So take this love and take it down
If you climb a mountain and you turn around
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Well the landslide brought me down
And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills
Well maybe...Well maybe...Well maybe the landslide will bring you down

Monday, January 24, 2005

nothing, really...

hmmm...somebody messed up my blog, kainis i had to redo my template and all that. and not just that, even my hotmail account has been hacked (?!!!???) hah! i don't recall sharing my password but....i saw some e-mails that were already opened, but i haven't red those yet....(i haven't been checking that at me pumapapel =)hay...i had to change my password tsk tsk....and a lot of cleaning to do umaapaw na inbox at junk =)

sometimes things would just crash...and you have to restart all over....

what's that beatles' song? beautiful boy is it? goes like...
Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans (how true!)

Monday, January 10, 2005

awakened...

Sometimes you emerge and realize that the world is so fucked-up and to exist, you somehow need to un-fuck it...
some complicated/exciting task for a new year?

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song of the moment:

a nice hum, great melody...
beneath the sad but all too revealing lyrics, see the spirit of persistence and continuance...
been repeatedly humming this like i'm earning a royalty per delivery. you may want to try =)


Boulevard Of Broken Dreams
by Green Day

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone, I walk alone, I walk alone, I walk a...

My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line of the edge
And where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's all right
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And I walk aloneI walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadows the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I walk alone

I walk alone, I walk a...I walk this empty street...