IF I FIND YOU SUBMERGED IN MY INTROSPECTION, IT'S BECAUSE I AM ONE WHO OVERFLOWS WITH IT. MY EXISTENCE IS CAPTIONED BY THIS PREDICAMENT OF A LIFE LARGER THAN THE MARGINS PLACED AROUND ITS EDGES.
MY BITTERSWEET STATEMENTS IN SUPPORT OF THE FREEDOM TO EXPRESS..
I sneer at people who can throw invectives at others without knowing where they are insufficient... Those who rage in anger over things they never understood - like how two strangers connect without spending time to talk..Or why it seemed like they have known each other before?... In the paradigm of sacrifice, I am the one that always needed something to believe in, in all the aspects of my life. To live, to protect my children, to love and fight for others and everything that matters to my existence. I learned, slowly, in the length of time too stretched and far away that hope the same as love is the simplest of word we can think of and give. And ironically, the hardest to get in this world where deceit and betrayal can sometimes disguise themselves as over-bearing. The purity of heart will always remain the wall that shields us. It's certitude.
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I love books, I treasure them like my life. I spend thousands of minutes in Powerbooks - reading from prologues to epilogues before paying for them. And it's one freaking habit I carried on to ppl close to me - they're adddicted to it! .
♥MY TAKE ON KIDLAT TAHIMIK AND HIS SUNFLOWER HOUSE!♥
Truthfully,I would celebrate each day I get the chance to meet people who think this way. Kindred ideas of equal mindset... People who idolise Sun Tzu's The Art of War and Coelho's Warrior of the Light...People who can relish every second of conversation with Eric De Guia as he talks about the planks of woods he used to build his atelier on Session Rd..And how art is desecrated by wannabe's.
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♥ON THE SWIFT PASSING OF TIME...♥
Youth is fleeing, temporary. In this life, family & friendships are like the air that I breathe. I feel if you let go of those, just like your youth, everythin will be BLAH. We should keep them - like how you imagine a child holding tightly a lollipop in his hand..
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An old soul, so said by a palm reader. One blink of my eyes would mean a thousand ideas conceived and processed... Do you know what constitutes the basic idea of being a woman of substance? When intelligent conversation matters more than sex itself.. I am starting to patronize that...How many reincarnations ive transcended? Caffeine-freak. Walk into my skin... Soulful.Ethereal.
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1.29.2008


OUR SYMBIOTIC BOND.

"Certain mistakes in the past had given us a life trauma. We both, somehow, consciously or subconsciously would like to correct them - sa application lang tayo nagkaiba (only our application on how to correct them differed from each other).


While you try to maintain your status quo to maintain your idealism, I had given up on going through a road block and decided to take another road to follow. Both our roads are right, but only if we manage to reach our own destinations."

(Oh well, I'm sure you smile as you read this being published upon my constant pledge that I won't plagiarize you. Grin. As a reaction to your "action vs. reaction mantra," I had told you that i will give you credit where its due, especially for something you wrote/said/shared that gave true meaning to human nature, especially mine. Haha.

Thank you, Ronnie. Can I just say that you freed my mind from this prison cell. You made me stronger somehow. Although i know that you still see me not following the advice, I am trying my best to be braver without the fear of losing the values that shaped me. For more of our writings. I'm happy that you're now here.)


* Photo taken by Calvin Flores, Conspiracy - January 14, 2008.*

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RONNIE'S CONSTANT BLOGGED ADVICE (LoL).
I'll have them published with your permission in a matter of days. Still finding the right moment where it's necessary. Grin.


Jan., 2008.




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1.28.2008

LETTER FROM A MOTHER .
(Dear MALAYA - this was the comment your mom posted when I published the poem EYES OPEN WIDE which you gave me in February 2006. For what it's worth, i told you I am compelled to publish it for its power and beauty to guide you wherever that wind had taken you.
Keep on flying through your art, poetry and music. )


Dear Charisse,

I, too, love Ronald. Very much! I think no one, except the Lord, can love him more than I do. No matter what, I will always be there for him - bearing his burden with him, sharing his pain, rejoicing in his victories, sorrowing in his failures, praying for his success and well-being, loving him until the very last breath of my soul!

All the world may walk out on him, but I will always be here for him. He will never be a throw-away for me. Instead, next to my salvation, Ron will always be God's greatest gift to me.

Thank you for believing in him, for your gracious words of encouragement and appreciation. Ronald must be thinking highly of you.Yes, Ron is a great friend. But you know what? He is even greater as a son. I know. I am his mom.

* Malaya is Ronald Pasion.
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SATURDAY REHEARSALS AT BALLET MANILA.










































The previous Saturday, I took a respite from the monotony of my current domestic bliss and preferred to hang around the Elizalde compound on Donada St. where ( as everyone knows) the BM Company holds its residence. My daughter Roxeanne, with her regular weekend class, while i mingled with the seasoned and interesting stage mothers who lingered the place or sat with everyone overlooking the main hall.Lisa ( Macuja- Elizalde) nodded at me and pointed to the closest chair i can sit so i wouldn't have to waste my effort adjusting my lens from a 25meter distance to a kinda-measured-like-5-meter-distance from where they were doing the warm up for Don Quixote.


This was how i emphasized each photograph, feeling like a real neo-photographer who didn't care if the camera was pointed at P or AV or if t was under-exposed of misfocused. I just wanted to capture that moment accompanied by piano and they all looked regal and very graceful, especially Lisa and Osias (Barroso).At that time, people from CTV were shooting what's going on around the compound for a documentary on Ms. Lisa, I think. So i felt like another wanna-be , rubbing elbows. Hehe.

(I had the chronological description per photo in my multiply site and for some strange reasons, this blog cannot put them in their freaking order! As it should have been read in multiply, pardon me if the photos were shuffled.

* Roxeanne shying away, what's new? :
*With Teacher Sophie doing the stretching.
*That's Lisa on the floor.
*With the company, warming up.
* My daughter standing like an aspiring ballerina with the long, straight neck and body. I wonder if this will have a nt-so-good effect on her because she hates becoming fat, just like me but the thing is - i never had the faintest of dicipline for the last 2 months since i left IBM.


Well, Ronnie told me time and again and the latest was some hours ago that i should accept my body's imperfection and if i cant change anything anymore, i should begin changing my attitude towards it.Nice thought from a rockstar! :)
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