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In a few billion years, the sun will enlarge and inevitably vaporize the Earth.
There is an intricate order here in our planet, a perfect balance��if you just take the time to look around.
This symmetry is God showing Himself to us. That alone should be enough.
But when I come to think how even outer space is in its proper place, it's just genius.
There's a beginning and an end. Everything is one grand plan.
I am always trembled and humbled by this thought.
August 6, 2007 | 2:03pm | Log 179 |
On the 20th, my mother and Yao Ming (my little brother Jaran) will fly to Doha, Qatar.
At the very least, they will be back after two years.
My sister broke into tears the other night when she overheard that our father booked the flight already. For the longest time, we were somewhat thinking the trip was just our mother's optimism/joke/threat.
As for me, I think I'm still in denial.
It's yet to sink in...
I do however believe my mother deserves to "elope" with my father abroad after all those nine years they spent away from each other. It's my father's birthday on the 21st, so I'm glad he won't be seeing my mother a-month-a-year anymore.
Same goes for my kid brother. I want him to experience the childhood I had when my mother and father were both at my side. The OFW lifestyle of my father left Jaran with only a kuya-image most of the time... which is good, mind you, but not quite.
I guess our home will be a lot more spacious and quieter.
It's just odd and a bit lonelier.
August 8, 2007 | 1:41pm | Log 180 |
I know you've heard this one: you can't please everybody.
And if you stubbornly try, another nugget of wisdom is waiting for you:
"The art of pleasing is the art of deceiving." - Vauvenargues.
As far as being a social animal is concerned, humans in this day and age would want to please their bosses, friends, families, everyone they know, and even those they don't. It's quite easy to please people. Give them what they want to see or hear... all the time.
It gets a little tricky here. If you only give them what they want, you can't be true to yourself��surely there's something you must hide. And if you can't be true, there's deception involved.
Granted the intention may be good. You can say you're not deceiving them; you're just picking which cards to show. Whatever.
Anyhow, there's still deception... deception to your self.
August 10, 2007 | 1:55pm | Log 181 |
Like everyone else, I was clueless when I left CMC...
planning and planning, dreaming and dreaming.
But plans and dreams can only take me so far.
To begin, begin - William Wordsworth.
When I was young I was always best in science, and I sucked in art.
Prodigal son that I am, I have always belonged to the arts all along.
There are five fields I will bleed myself dry with all my heart:
No Parking, stories from my pen, the documentary, photography, and the feature film.
I have begun. In all earnest, I have unconsciously set my wheels in motion with my 2005 gamble of structuring NP. After two years of enduring it all, we are finally getting our bearings together as a unit, gradually having sneak peeks at the fruits of our hard work. We are very lucky to be loved by so many people along the way. From this campaign alone, I've confirmed that God has been favoring us all along.
And yet, there is more I can accomplish. I want to��and I know I can��stir the senses of this generation and those of to come, in more ways than one. I have begun.
PS: My eyes are set on a Nikon D40 digital SLR camera this year.
August 10, 2007 | 4:20pm | Log 182 |
We're going steady. It's a mutual understanding now.
The piano is loving me back already. And never have I been this in love with the piano.
Yesterday I perfected Butterfly Carnival, just by playing it by ear. Keina and I even had a duet (by duet I mean playing the piano at the same time) of The Scientist.
But the highlight was Auld Lang Syne, the piece my lolo had been playing ever since. I tried my hand at cracking the code of its keys: its melody and accompaniment. And I did!
One of these years, we'll have one of those Coldplay-like concerts where I'll sing while playing a grand piano in front of thousands. But Norman has just said he wants to give the synthesizer a shot. So we will yet to see how the No Parking choir works out.
For sure though, I shall have a Yamaha.
(But it's Hidalgo, Quiapo first!)
August 12, 2007 | 3:07pm | Log 183 |
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