Fool or Pull?

I can’t remember the last time I was fooled as it seems everyday. I wake up each day just to be fooled again and again. In Philosophy 101 I was taught not to trust my senses, maybe I should stick with it.

I live now all because of hope, hope that one day my family would be together again. That one day, I can hear my kid say “wakey wakey Daddy” each time she tries to wake me up. Each day I come home shouting “Hunny I’m home” only to hear echoes of myself shouting back at me as if saying “Hey moron, you’re all alone!” Each day I go out expecting to meet friends, but all there is, is nothing but crowd.
Every single day I’m being met by lies after lies. But I still cling to all the hope I could possibly offer myself with. It’s the only thing now that keeps me from shutting the doors to the reality of the world.
Sometimes it’s better to believe in movies than what is happening all around you. At least we know before paying for the ticket or inserting that cheap pirated DVD that what you will be shown is nothing but a glimpse of what men perceive of his world or what the world should be or ought to be. In the world of movies, I picture myself as Neo of the Matrix Trilogy, convincing myself that this is not me but only a representation of me, and the real me is somewhere out there playing with his joystick controlling my every move. Sometimes I’m V from the movie V for Vendetta, saying “You cannot kill an idea!” after being shot by bullets after bullets of lies. Sometimes, I feel like Forrest Gump, eating all the chocolates of life’s pandora’s box. The definition of myself is nowhere to be found.

Why am I still here? What’s my purpose? Very well, “Life” must go on and let the petals of my life slowly fall and wither away as it seems no one really can answer these questions but me and thy Creator. For now, I must be ready to be fooled again and pull myself together keeping it from going the other way.

Cool South Concepts

I' ve been staying in LasPiñas every weekend with my cousins, and I can't help being envy how these "guys from the south" came up with concepts like this one out of pure wit and experience.

Dumet -"made somewhere in the Philippines," was recently launched just as the whole Philippine archipelago was commemorating the Edsa 1 Revolution. This is not a coincidence, but also a marketing strategy of the group with their designs like "Nasaan ka ng '86" and "Bayani". And as predicted, it was an immediate hit. With prices that range between 300php-350php, these cool shirts designed by adRepublika could be yours.

If you happen to be somewhere in the south, you may also want to check Placid's gig schedule. Another promising band from the South. Nope, the band is not new as they've been playing for about 5 years now. In fact they even made it in the final round of MotoRock sponsored by Motorola last year.

With their version of Carpenter's "Top of the World" spiced with some bongo's and reggae beat of the base guitar and drums, I can say that they did gave justice to the song with their revival.

Natalie, a Filipina with Irish decent, as their vocalist, this reggae cum pop rock band may soon hit it big so check them out now.

It's should not be always perfect.

Perfect is a state of mind achieved with the feeling of ecstasy. A time when our body secretes those happy cells fooling our brains to fulfillment. Bliss is how writers or those gifted with thesaurus like vocabulary would call it. In order for men to speak, they give names to what they see, feel, taste, smell or hear. But little they know what name they call it when you experienced something extraordinary, something that can't be explained, now that's what we call perfect. However, what do we call its opposite? Hell?

Perfection for some is like getting to Heaven, attaining Nirvana, the good Karma. Some follows their belief, traditions or cultures. Others would just say, it happens. For women, it's like meeting your Prince Charming. Communism too aims to be in that same stage, where everyone is equal, a state where you get is what is equal to the amount of work you give to your state and according to your necessity. Everything in excess should be returned to the state. Question is, how to get into that point without blood spill? Would the bourgeois allow such a radical change and surrender everything they own? Not in this world, but maybe in the afterlife.

Life is consequential. As science explains, in every motion, there is always an equal but opposite reaction. Now ask yourself, that in attaining perfection, do we not hurt others? Do we not discriminate others? As the old law saying goes "the right to exercise your right stops when someone else's right is infringed. In our search for perfection, do we consider other's life too? Men are social animals, insatiable. The more things we know, the more our thirst for more comes. It will never be enough, it's because since we are young, we we're never told to settle for what we have. They teach us to dream, to be better individuals; it’ just up to us though to go to the road less traveled or the other way around, just think that life should not be always be perfect.

The Next Hugh Hefner

There's been a lot of buzz lately that one can earn just by blogging, and as the prices of commodity goes skyrocketing and with an impending EDSA 3, let's all go blogging then. Hell yeah, this is better than selling tocino or longganisa, which I was actually planning to do when my then girlfriend now my ex-wife told me that she's pregnant.

I created this blog quite a way back, just to feel the hang of it. As I said, it would only be my canvass to paint my life into. I am or should I say was a writer, but what I did was purely fiction, and sitcoms now it's like a "I want to be a celebrity, bring me in front of the camera thing". I'm now letting the whole world know what's going on with my life.

Now I can't sleep at night as I want to push things to the limit and explore the possibility of putting up my own website not just a blog. Whoah! As they say, think big and it will be done. I hope. This is no easy task though. What can a concept do without learning "the code" - HTML.

I know I should be seeking professional help with this one, but I'm too privy with my work that I don't want someone breaking in this well thought of concept which may cost a million from today. So I decided to torture myself more in decoding these computer languages better than English or Filipino just to make my dream of becoming the next Hugh Hefner come true. How about that for a motivation?

The Resurrection of a Roller Coaster Rider

Gandhi once said, when I go to sleep at night I die, and when the morning comes I'm reborn. Or something to that effect. Well, here I am, alive and kicking!

Life is indeed one hell of a roller coaster ride, but my ride is no easy, and I don't intend to go that way again. At 24, it seems that, that coaster I've been on was travelling 250mph. I was employed at 19, got married at 20, became a father at 21, now three years later, I'm back from being single. Now that's what I call a true roller coaster ride. Lolz.

It's not that I'm happy about it, but it's really funny how life can make a you go loose your screws sometimes. It's just upto you if you want to tighten those screws a bit, or lose your grip of reality. A clear choice between two lesser evils.

It's upto you though to guess which evil side I am right now.