Fully awake, I remain lying on my bed. Something at the back of my head tells me to get up but the greater part of my reason is trying to come up with arguments to do otherwise. And arguments do come and in no small numbers. For one, I've been so sleep-deprived this past week. And hey look it's raining. And rain doesn't mean bad weather. It means bed weather.

Hello Right Brain. Ever since I entered Computer Science I've been busy neglecting your services in favor of Left Brain. I am sorry. Not that I've forgotten the good old times. It's just that Computer Science is dumping me too much stuff for Left Brain. In any case, my blog remains dedicated to you. Every entry is to the old long since.

A lot of things has been happening lately. It's as if everything was set into place, like some stage production, for one great ensemble, one great avalanche of sensory stimulus meant to shock an unsuspecting audience. And all this time I thought I was part of the performing cast. Epic wrong. Turns out I'm part of the audience too.

And these things are exciting, disappointing and challenging all at the same time. It is possible that you never saw such adjectives used consecutively in a single sentence, separated only by commas and/or spaces and/or the word "and", until now. Me too. Until now. And much as I try to find the anomaly behind this unusual mix, my analysis always ends up on the same conclusion. And that conclusion is that these things are exciting, disappointing and challenging all at the same time.

And much as I want to, I cannot speak about them yet. Not yet but in due time, yes. They hog my time. They are worth overdoing. And so I overdo them until I realize that there other things I also want to overdo.

[And while I was writing the paragraphs above, Typhoon Ondoy decided that I've been overdoing my computer romance. Electric flux goes zero because there is nothing enclosed. And we change topics on my return]

Electric flux returns and I return here as well, albeit not as fast as them electrons. I return with a mind incapacitated by Number Theory and algorithms concerning them. I return with my eyes tired from watching the oscillations of my download speed as I download other people's art from (evil) capitalist websites. And so I decide to create my own from these words.

The Typhoon has left us at our worst in recent history. We've witnessed Nature in her most violent. And suddenly, the female personification sounds so out of place. In my little niche, I've been taken aback by loss--all from different angles and circumstances--so staggerring it only seems proper to reschedule Yule until a few months more. Especially as I've witnessed one in a level closer than what TV can create. We've all been audiences in this display of natural laws.

We're dancing on one big scary rock. Its sheer size relative to us is humbling. We are nothing but insignificant anomalies on its surface. We all know that. But almost everytime we keep claiming sovereignity over it. And at times, nature laughs at our faces an evil laugh. And we hit rock bottom with a drumming thud.

I'll go ahead of the media before they claim this (social) discovery/observation for themselves: Christmas won't be very cozy this year. Nor will our celebration for the coming of next year. No nice noche buenas. Maybe no gifts under Christmas Trees. Possibly no shelter for some too.

At times like these, it is comforting to note that the Person we celebrate Christmas for had a very nice idea for the world: what about being nice to each other? 2009 years later and this idea about being nice still sounds nice. It isn't a very difficult task. What about dancing together, and suddenly the big rock on which we stand doesn't look so scary. We'll be warming the stinging chill of the winds for each other.

It is nice when social and racial classes dissolve and we start acting as People from the Tribe of Thinking Carbon Compounds. It is unfortunate that it takes a rock bottom drop with a drumming thud for us to realize our innate membership in this global tribe. And, as there is no other thinking tribe on the planet of any chemical/elemental compound, I think it's nice if we lend each one an open hand.

~From your fellow Thinking Carbon Compound. Hope you're reading this in a pleasant condition. I pray all the best for you.