Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery. But today is a gift, that's why it's called present.
- Oogway
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Masterpiece
When we paint or draw, we always start from scratch, totally nothing; nothing at all. We have to complete every detail of our piece step by step, slowly and surely. Until we get what we want to achieve.
This way is similar with how life goes. It is a blank canvass which we need to accomplish. Day by day we are compelling every detail, for we know someday it will give vibrance to it's upshot. For we know this will make us feel happy and fulfilled.
My life is never been a masterpiece as La Pieta of Leonardo da Vinci had become, nor Michaelangelo's masterpiece. It is just a simple abstract which entails so much of reality. An abstract covered with dark and light colors trying to cover each other. An abstract made by undefined thoughts.
I started it with a simple dot which now became the center of the masterpiece. That dot symbolizes my doubts whether which way to go or what path to take. But that dot had made me who I am today. That dot had finally turned into a star. A masterpiece.
I draw a line and color it black. It is parallel to the dot that i've first made. It represents the wall that I've made for myself, the wall which set me apart from the entities of life.
That's how I started it. But if you would try to ask me how I continued it? That's a question I don't know how to answer, cause if you tried to look at the picture now, it is full of shapes, lines, colors and everything. Starting from a dot and a line there came a masterpiece of a lifetime. A masterpiece that no one can imitate, even Leonardo da Vinci and Michaelangelo.
But the problem now is how should I polish my masterpiece. How should I end it in such way that it will really be a masterpiece? HOW?
This way is similar with how life goes. It is a blank canvass which we need to accomplish. Day by day we are compelling every detail, for we know someday it will give vibrance to it's upshot. For we know this will make us feel happy and fulfilled.
My life is never been a masterpiece as La Pieta of Leonardo da Vinci had become, nor Michaelangelo's masterpiece. It is just a simple abstract which entails so much of reality. An abstract covered with dark and light colors trying to cover each other. An abstract made by undefined thoughts.
I started it with a simple dot which now became the center of the masterpiece. That dot symbolizes my doubts whether which way to go or what path to take. But that dot had made me who I am today. That dot had finally turned into a star. A masterpiece.
I draw a line and color it black. It is parallel to the dot that i've first made. It represents the wall that I've made for myself, the wall which set me apart from the entities of life.
That's how I started it. But if you would try to ask me how I continued it? That's a question I don't know how to answer, cause if you tried to look at the picture now, it is full of shapes, lines, colors and everything. Starting from a dot and a line there came a masterpiece of a lifetime. A masterpiece that no one can imitate, even Leonardo da Vinci and Michaelangelo.
But the problem now is how should I polish my masterpiece. How should I end it in such way that it will really be a masterpiece? HOW?
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Taking PAIN
No matter how I tried to refuse..
still you find your way to me..
Even if I hide..
still you knock on my door consistently..
I'm afraid because of the pain..
but persistently, I'm encouraged by the pleasure and joy...
Others said, I shouldn't feel this cause I'm a man and only woman should fear to be hurt..
but we're of the same emotion..
each one can be hurt in the same manner as others do...
so no one is entitled to say that only woman is unrestricted to grieve and to feel that enormous pain...
Try to look back..
Try to realize..
And you'll see what I mean!
still you find your way to me..
Even if I hide..
still you knock on my door consistently..
I'm afraid because of the pain..
but persistently, I'm encouraged by the pleasure and joy...
Others said, I shouldn't feel this cause I'm a man and only woman should fear to be hurt..
but we're of the same emotion..
each one can be hurt in the same manner as others do...
so no one is entitled to say that only woman is unrestricted to grieve and to feel that enormous pain...
Try to look back..
Try to realize..
And you'll see what I mean!
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Precious YOU
If you tried to scan pages of your lives, you would find spots that would make you remember scratches that made you who you are now. Inner capacities that molded you firmly in your way reaching success.
Reinstating every mere hardship into victory is likely turning stone into gold.
Life had always been unfair, and they said, we should get use to it. If you want a certain thing, it doesn't always mean you'll gonna get it. And when you pray for something that you don't want to happen to you, there is always that 50:50 possibility of occurence.
Know the real phenomenon behind this?
Simply because things that we don't have make us realize that we are not perfect and we can't afford to have all the goods and means of this world. And either ways, things that we had make us better and content.
Being who we are doesn't mean being whom we wanted to be, but just simply being the way we used to be. The real us, our true color. Luxury isn't a way of showing the face behind every mask. Struggles will tell the real entity that unfolds in every life.
We can make the world better, by simply being the real us! Thats what the world needs!
The truth, not the fake.
The real, not the masked.
It's you not the others!!
YOU!
and always be YOU!
Reinstating every mere hardship into victory is likely turning stone into gold.
Life had always been unfair, and they said, we should get use to it. If you want a certain thing, it doesn't always mean you'll gonna get it. And when you pray for something that you don't want to happen to you, there is always that 50:50 possibility of occurence.
Know the real phenomenon behind this?
Simply because things that we don't have make us realize that we are not perfect and we can't afford to have all the goods and means of this world. And either ways, things that we had make us better and content.
Being who we are doesn't mean being whom we wanted to be, but just simply being the way we used to be. The real us, our true color. Luxury isn't a way of showing the face behind every mask. Struggles will tell the real entity that unfolds in every life.
We can make the world better, by simply being the real us! Thats what the world needs!
The truth, not the fake.
The real, not the masked.
It's you not the others!!
YOU!
and always be YOU!
Monday, June 2, 2008
Stay...
Sad stories usually end happy, as happy stories sometimes end happily or sadly.
Can all stories end happily? Can it be? With no one getting hurt at the end. Will it be?
Pain is a part of every life, it will teach us to be stronger and it will teach us to embrace more the fact that we're sinners in our way.
My story doesn't reach its climax yet. But struggles had overcome hope. It became so hard for me to smile and to breathe. And no one dares to help me all the way, they can't stand by me. They don't understand that when I said, "leave me alone", all I wanna say is simply "STAY!"
Can all stories end happily? Can it be? With no one getting hurt at the end. Will it be?
Pain is a part of every life, it will teach us to be stronger and it will teach us to embrace more the fact that we're sinners in our way.
My story doesn't reach its climax yet. But struggles had overcome hope. It became so hard for me to smile and to breathe. And no one dares to help me all the way, they can't stand by me. They don't understand that when I said, "leave me alone", all I wanna say is simply "STAY!"
Sunday, June 1, 2008
HAPPILY HAPPY
The past days had been so good for me. I'm contented with every thing that had happened, every single moment of that 24-hour day had been enough reason for me to be happy.
A lot of things had transpired: happy, sad, good, bad.. But either ways, it made me feel better and secure. In some ways, I had never doubt and I had never put doubt on something else. Maybe it's because of the so-called fulfillment that you had given yourself.
But if those things made me happy that easy, some things had made me pout easier than that! Yes, it is so hard for me to accept the reality that I'm too weak for those failures of emotions. I'm emotionally stressed, I'm emotionally weak! Well, I had already accepted that fact, " na ani lang jud ko, oa sa tan aw sa uban, sensitive pud sa uban". That's how they see me and I could do nothing but accept it, but I won't believe that what they're saying is right nor a fact for me. I may be weak facing my emotions but this is me, and whatever I do, still I can't conquer it now! I failed in that case but winner in the reason that I kept the real WARJIE myself had known for the longest time.
A lot of people wanted me to change, maybe for the better. But haven't they consider what I felt? If I'm still happy on the things they're trying to impose to me? Maybe not, cause up to now, there aim is to change me, from the moody, sensitive WARJIE to what they say BETTER!
I don't want to cry because this doesn't deserve any single tear and I can do surpass all of this!
Maybe I just need some sleep to forget this nightmare, to forget this pain.
Gotta go!
A lot of things had transpired: happy, sad, good, bad.. But either ways, it made me feel better and secure. In some ways, I had never doubt and I had never put doubt on something else. Maybe it's because of the so-called fulfillment that you had given yourself.
But if those things made me happy that easy, some things had made me pout easier than that! Yes, it is so hard for me to accept the reality that I'm too weak for those failures of emotions. I'm emotionally stressed, I'm emotionally weak! Well, I had already accepted that fact, " na ani lang jud ko, oa sa tan aw sa uban, sensitive pud sa uban". That's how they see me and I could do nothing but accept it, but I won't believe that what they're saying is right nor a fact for me. I may be weak facing my emotions but this is me, and whatever I do, still I can't conquer it now! I failed in that case but winner in the reason that I kept the real WARJIE myself had known for the longest time.
A lot of people wanted me to change, maybe for the better. But haven't they consider what I felt? If I'm still happy on the things they're trying to impose to me? Maybe not, cause up to now, there aim is to change me, from the moody, sensitive WARJIE to what they say BETTER!
I don't want to cry because this doesn't deserve any single tear and I can do surpass all of this!
Maybe I just need some sleep to forget this nightmare, to forget this pain.
Gotta go!
I hate being promised by something one can't afford to do!
I love promises cause it gives me assurance. Assurance that still halfway to be fulfilled.
But now? I hate it more than ever. Promises are really made to be broken. It was made to hurt, and it was made to always remain as promises.
Promises that gave me hope, and hope that made me realize that I fell short on things, and life in general. Truly, life will become miserable if you will live a life full of promises that you can't fulfill!
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