10/30/11
10/29/11
Window to my heart
It's the heart not the mind
that tells the right thing to do. I used to act on instinct and always
used my heart when I was younger and that’s when I was the happiest. As time
went on, I started to make decisions using my mind and that’s when I became a
slave to what people defined as the very ideals of righteousness. I have gotten
lost and stifled in the realm of objectivity and logical reasoning. Sometime
out of the blue, I question if I am missing on a lot of things in life because
I choose to follow my mind. I hope this does not turn out to be like an art; a
lifetime process. Art is long and life is short. I am aware that if I want to
live my life to the fullest, I have to…No, I am choosing my heart.
10/28/11
10/27/11
Colors to brighten up your day...
10/26/11
Clothes pegs
Pegs are also used for drying shoes. |
10/25/11
10/24/11
10/23/11
10/22/11
What flowers tell us about life...
Where flowers bloom so does hope. - Lady Bird Johnson |
The world is a rose; smell it and pass it to your friends. - Persian Proverb |
Bloom where you are planted. - Mary Engelbreit |
10/21/11
Children
“Whatever they grow up to be, they are still our children, and the one most important of all the things we can give to them is unconditional love. Not a love that depends on anything at all except that they are our children.” - Rosaleen Dickson
“Children are the world's most valuable resource and its best hope for the future” - John Fitzgerald Kennedy
"The most interesting information comes from children, for they tell all they know and then stop." - Mark Twain
"There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. There are seven million." - Walt Streightiff
"If we are to teach real peace in this world, and if we are to carry on a real war against war, we shall have to begin with the children." - Mohandas Gandhi
10/20/11
Buri Sunset
Back home in Catbalogan, I can still remember how randomly my friends and I would decide to spend the entire afternoon in Buri. With only pancit from Tony's and sliced bread from United Bakery, song hits and properly-tuned guitar, the day would always end with so much fun singing, swimming and merry-making.
Flong, Quiel, Bill, Elena, Karen, and the rest of the group, I wish we could have those days again.
Flong, Quiel, Bill, Elena, Karen, and the rest of the group, I wish we could have those days again.
Labels:
beaches Samar,
Buri beach Samar,
sunset photographs
10/19/11
Waiting in loneliness...
10/18/11
Sunset view from the terrace
I have long been waiting to chance upon a wonderful sunset from home. Today, I got lucky. This I consider a blessing. Thank you Lord!
Candies and Nuts
If only's and just's were candies and nuts, then every day would be Erntedankfest - Dwight Schrute from The Office |
10/17/11
Caption this...
Labels:
Caption a photo,
caption a photograph,
captioning,
Untitled
10/16/11
Recognizing individuality...
In terms of an identity, an identity reflects an individuality, by definition. And, if there is a quality present, it is recognizable and it can be named. If you can't name it, it means you don't recognize it. Robert Fripp |
All in a day's work
The hope of a good catch does not go with the setting of the sun. For this fisherman, tomorrow is another day. |
10/14/11
Blue Stairs
Man, unlike anything organic or inorganic in the universe, grows beyond his work, walks up the stairs of his concepts, emerges ahead of his accomplishments.
John Steinbeck
Labels:
Blue stairs,
stairs,
stairs photographs,
stairs quotes
10/13/11
Leaving Samar behind...
10/12/11
10/11/11
Fotos de mi hermano
10/10/11
Saigon..Pictures that come to mind.
Labels:
binh tay market,
Cao Dai People,
Motorcycles vietnam
Mr Policeman
10/5/11
Caught in between...
Going back,
rediscovering your roots, reliving the life you once lived, make me realize a
lot of things - how simple my problems were, that even the smallest of things
can make me happy, that I have not been in-touch with the people I used to love
hanging out with, that places my friends and I used to go are now packed with
unfamiliar faces; that through time, I have turned into a stranger to a place I
once claimed my own.
In my hotel room, while
packing my clothes up, I thought to myself, "tomorrow, I am back to the
real world; that when the plane touches down and passengers start to disembark,
I will again have to ride that shuttle to the train station, hail for a cab to
take me home, with the hope that I won't have to go to the negotiation part
with a driver who never seems to be content with what's shown on the taxi
meter.
In my room, I thought to
myself again, "nakakapanibago...." Just as I was about to go to sleep
I realized, "Even though I love the life that I am living now, I surely
miss the life I had before."
April 27, 2010
10:24 p.m.
Quezon City
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