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If ever I lost my way in this life, I would not treat it as a defeat. The biggest failure I'll ever make is when others destroy their own lives because they look up to me so much as to follow the same path I did and never come out of the pit I dug myself in.
- journalofaneternalstudent
In another place, I would have been a better person. But here, let's just make the best out of our now and not be worse than who we are. Hatred and anger only rots the heart.
-thejournalofaneternalstudent
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MAgkakasakit na yata ako, bagsak na katawan ko... Saluhin mo ko pleeeease.
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Wala na talagang gentleman sa Maynila sa parehong paraan na wala na ring gentle woman - lahat amazona! Punta ka lang ng MRT at maiintindihan mo sinasabi ko.
So You Want To Be A Writer
by Charles Bukowski
if it doesn't come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don't do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don't do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or hunched over your typewriter searching for words, don't do it. if you're doing it for money or fame, don't do it. if you're doing it because you want women in your bed, don't do it. if you have to sit there and rewrite it again and again, don't do it. if it's hard work just thinking about doing it, don't do it. if you're trying to write like somebody else, forget about it. if you have to wait for it to roar out of you, then wait patiently. if it never does roar out of you, do something else. if you first have to read it to your wife or your girlfriend or your boyfriend or your parents or to anybody at all, you're not ready. don't be like so many writers, don't be like so many thousands of people who call themselves writers, don't be dull and boring and pretentious, don't be consumed with self- love. the libraries of the world have yawned themselves to sleep over your kind. don't add to that. don't do it. unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket, unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder, don't do it. unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it. when it is truly time, and if you have been chosen, it will do it by itself and it will keep on doing it until you die or it dies in you. there is no other way. and there never was.
"If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery--isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you'll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is."
— Charles Bukowski (Factotum)
remingtooon:
Derechuhan. Hindi ko tinututulan ang installation art ni G. Mideo Cruz. Ang aking paliwanag ay naka-ugat sa perspektibo ng isang debotong katoliko, nag-aral ng teolohiya, dating seminarista at isang hamak na tagatangkilik ng sining. Bagamat musika ang aking larangan, may M.U. ang mga visual...
A reply to a query
Before anything else, I’d like to clarify that I have no claim of authorship on the article about abortion. I first read it in facebook as I was tagged by my cousin. Then I reposted it here in tumblr. I also thank the person who sent me a message regarding her views about the story. This is a reply to her message.
The power to choose is the greatest gift given by God to man. Everyday, whether you know it or not, you wake up to countless chances to decide - like what clothes to wear, what to eat, what path to take, what to believe in, what to fight for, etc. I was never anti-choice. In fact, before I decide I always look at all options I have.
You said, “pro-choice is pro-women being able to choose.” Yes, women can choose (as well as men) because every human being is entitled to this gift of free will. Think about waking up feeling soooo tired about your work but still you decided to go to your office and work. Does that mean, you have no choice at all? No, it doesn’t because you can choose to be a bum. However, work is a commitment so you don’t just disappear from your boss. It is also a responsibility to earn and provide needs. Doing your work well is, therefore a responsible choice. It is likewise true in pregnancy. It is a commitment to take care of the life inside your womb. It is a responsibility you have at the moment you decide to procreate. In truth, when it comes to pregnancy there are no options at all. There is only one way- to give birth because that is how God designed it.
The story, first captures the mom-to-be’s excitement and love for her child. All of a sudden, she changed her mind at that moment when her husband left/abused her. The woman in the story wants her baby to live but she was forced into a decision of aborting her child -decision she did not want- because of her abusive husband. Where is choice then? In many cases all over the world, abortion happens because of scorn, hatred, shame, fathers and relatives not wanting the baby to be born, career loss, protecting the reputation, wedlock, abuse, being subject to malicious gossip and poverty. All of these pushes the mother to resort to abortion. All of these, tell her to kill her own child. Abortion, in fact is her first option, her easiest escape and most of the time, a confused mother who lacks support may think that abortion is her only option. If you happen to ask women or girls why they tried and decided to abort their pregnancy, they would’ve answered, “I have no choice…my family will disown me if they knew or my boyfriend tells me so…etc. And that would go against being pro-choice. Being pro-choice means she has the power to choose life. It means being given the best option of making her baby live despite people and situations trying to trap her into abortion. It means choosing to do what is right, necessarily because our free will -our power of choice- is an affirmation of God’s love, in any case, it must be used to respond to His love.
The story also gives a glimpse of how it feels to be a baby in a mother’s womb. We once were, but we have no memory of it. More so, how it feels to be the baby aborted and killed through the person who should have been her protector. Think: had I been that same baby aborted by my own mom…
Abortion kills lives. It is evil. That is the truth. I am a Catholic. I do not hate the mother who decides for abortion. I hate abortion itself. I am pro-life, pro-choice and anti-abortion. Spread kindness and love.
-journalofaneternalstudent
I went looking for my dreams outside of myself and discovered, it's not what the world holds for you, it's what you bring to it.
-Adam Young
Wag na wag kang male-late sa kahit anong appointment. Sino ka man; anu man ang posisyon mo sa lipunan; kesehodang presidente ka man ng bansang ito, o presidente ka ng fans club ko (hehe) wala kang karapatang sayangin ang oras ng ibang tao. Marami mga bagay na mas may kabuluhan ang maaari nilang gawin dyan sa lima o higit pang minutong pinahintay mo sila. Kung para sa iyo'y mahalaga ang bawat segundo, guess what? ganun din ang nararamdaman ng ibang tao. Kaya't wag na wag kang male-late sa kahit anong appointment kung ayaw mong hindi ka galangin ng iba dahil wala kang isang salita! :)
- journalofaneternalstudent
“Sometimes it’s like an itch that just won’t go away. Or the recurring question, could it be me? Sometimes it’s more like an urge to be more, To do more with your life than what you have. To join those dedicated to making a difference. ...It might be a desire to be less materialistic Or to ‘follow the path less traveled.’ To let go and let God make your life what He will.”
-Anonymous
Hi, Mommy. I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise. Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to be a doctor when I grow up. You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I know it already. Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about me! ...He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after, and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you... why would he hurt you? I don't like it, Mommy. Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and you're so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes, and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart. I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love you, Mommy. Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry, Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy? You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay? It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do that when you're awake, any more? I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait. ...Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think something's going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared, Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love you! Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop! Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They told me what you did, and they said it's called an abortion. Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did something wrong. I love you! I love you, Mommy. Every abortion is just… One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak. If you’re against abortion, reblog. AMEN!!!
Kung wala ka pang nararating, wag na wag kang magyayabang. Kung may narating ka na, di rin excuse yun para magyabang. Either way, manatili lang dapat ang 'yong mga paa sa lupa.
- journalofaneternalstudent
misskach:
“Come, follow me,” Jesus said, “and I will make you fishers of men.” Matthew 4:19 (NIV)
whattheweasley:
Reblog with where you belong
GRYFFINDOR:
[x]You’ve never done illegal drugs.
[ ]You have a lot of friends
[ ]You get along with everyone
[ ]You haven’t made fun of someone for at least two months
[x]You love soccer
[x]You love baseball
[x]You’re into writing and art
[x]Favourite music genre is pop rock
[ ]You believe in “innocent until proven guilty” theory
[x]One of your favourite colours is red or gold
[x]Good grades at school
[ ]One of the worst things you can do is lie
[x]You plan on going to college/university
TOTAL: 8
HUFFLEPUFF:
[x]You’re content with mostly everything in your life right now.
[x]You laugh a lot.
[ ]You like to follow trends.
[ ]Politics suck.
[x]You love to swim
[ ]Water polo is awesome
[ ]Pink is one of your favorite colors
[ ]Black is morbid & depressing
[x]You’re an optimist.
[ ]You’re completely straight edged.
[x]You’re very emotional
[ ]Rap, R&B, & hip-hop is your favorite music genre
[x]You don’t believe in going steady at a young age.
[ ]You’ve made fun of at least one person this week.
TOTAL: 6
RAVENCLAW:
[ ]You’re depressed to a certain extent.
[x]You love to read.
[x]You appreciate theater & arts.
[ ]Sports suck.
[x]You’re shy.
[ ]Loyalty is the MOST important thing in a relationship.
[x]Hate is completely unneeded.
[ ]Indie is your favourite genre of music.
[x]Every once in awhile you have little anger outbursts.
[ ]Lying is sometimes okay
[x]Blue is one of your favorite colors.
[ ]Serious is better than funny.
TOTAL: 6
SLYTHERIN:
[ ]There’s at least one person you hate.
[x]Basketball is a good sport.
[x]Football is amazing.
[x]Black is a cool color.
[ ]You’ve lied about something serious.
[x]You’re a very deep person.
[ ]You have considered suicide.
[x]Very loyal.
[ ]You like metal.
[ ]They make school seem more important than it is.
[x]You’re scared to grow up.
[ ]You’ve done drugs in the past month
[ ]Anger is one of your primary feelings.
[ ]You have trust issues.
[ ]Guilty until proven innocent.
TOTAL: 6
**Note: this post was made back in MARCH, back then I didn’t know about “reposting” the image above, it’s from weheartit.com. I did not make it, not do I claim that I did. However, I don’t have the original source that it came from. This is here so you don’t bite me.
I'm Gryffindor! I don't know if I should celebrate or what. hahaha
