i defy

I am the moon,
and I orbit the nine planets.
I am the planet,
and I revolve around
a motley solar system.
i defy astronomy
multiverse and galaxy.

I defy,
I am not the moon of a single planet
nor a planet of a single
solar system.

exception to the rule

The holy members of the Philippines society are at it again. With them are the hapless students of their holy school chanting like witches they once have tortured. Who or what ruffled their plumage? Reproductive Health,Responsible Parenthood and Population Development Act of 2007 authored by Rep. Edcel Lagaman.

I am not really sure if the church is against this because they rather hark on it and denounce it as immoral in its totality rather than not make a noise at all. Because if they do keep their silence on this, it too is a suspect. Because when they do, SOME would think they are in favor of this -- imagine CONDOMS; it will put a stop the introduction of Bastard children born of a priest father, or of braver priests who would have 98% protection against AIDS.

Damn them if they do, damn them if they dont. Still, it exposes their hypocrisy - bunch of sophists!

And what, THREAT everyone with EXCOMMUNICATION? very Medieval I say.

Manny Pacquiao undoubtedly is one of the best athletes we have today, but he sucks when he concerns himself with hardcore politics. I mean It is a good thing that he shares his blessings and donate to the victims of calamity with such fanfare. But it is ENTIRELY different when he goes up that stage and SHARE it with strange mix of TRADPOLS and HOLY COWS. How touching when he said that there'll be no Manny Pacquiao if these contraceptions where around or something to that effect. Let's do the math assuming his assumptions are true: for every 1,000,000 dirt poor pinoys there will be a Manny Pacquio, So we have 999,000 dirt poor pinoy. And the 1 Manny Paqcuiao will still take at least 16 years of terrestrial life before realizing his success.

So Sinong talo?!

green green grass of home

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Sigh. As far as I can remember, the lowest fare I knew cost me a measly 2.oo.

ekstink

Boom boom boom...

Isa sa mga industriyang sa amin na nanganganib nang maglaho ay ang BANDA ng mga patay. Ito ang aking biglang napagtanto noong isang araw nang bigla kong marinig ang mga dumadagundong na hampas sa mga drum, at ang matinis at malagong ng mga sari-saring hinihipang instrumento. Hindi ko na nakuhang tumingin kung meron pa rin bang mga dalagating nakamungot na nakasuot ng maiikling palda na labas ang malalaking hita na puro peklat. Hindi ko na nagawang tingnan dahil naiisip ko na -- oo nga, ngayon ko na lang ulit narinig ang elehiya ng banda. Malakas, malungkot.

Sila ba'y biktima ng industriyalisasyon? O sa malawak pananaw ng mga aktibistang makikitid ang pagiisip ay kasalanan pa rin ni Gloria (o ng kung sino mang kasalukuyang nanunungkulan) ? O hindi na swak sa modernong panlasa ng mga pilipino? O sadyang tapos na ang kanilang siglo?

Kung ano't-ano pa man, ang Banda ng mga patay ay isa sa humubog sa aking panlasa paukol sa mga tunog. Boom boom boom...

on being green

i am brown
i am green
I love trees,
and also the seas
the mountains
and the beasts

--

I have delayed further my secret plans of becoming a secret someone, at least for a year. The reason : I got a chance to work for a company that is involve with clean energy - solar cells/ panels to be exact. My advocacy concerns the environment as it ranks highest among my life's goal (O ha, sankapa!). Even my secret classmates find it amusing that I was mainly pursuing the secret degree to advance my environmental advocacy when it would be more convenient if not more lucrative to be inline with IT.

But really, unlike most of my classmates whose main reason for enduring the humiliation and eye strain from reading tons of telenovela material is the prospect of earning more.

As an environmentalist, I am elated by the fact that I am working for a green company. But here, many of my co-workers don't give a damn. Like most pinoys are, its just like any other job,.Employer needs employee, employee needs job.

Haha, call it idealist all you want. But as Shawn Wayans a.k.a Britanny Wilson in White Chicks succinclty puts it -- 'It's not just a bag, its PRADA!'

viva la españa

No one can deny the fact that 300+ years under the Spaniard Convent has our culture albeit our mentality deeply inured with Iberian way of life, color, and culture . It is my fascination with our history that have me dreaming of studying the Spanish Language. Yes, it still is a dream.

This entry is not to start a debate on whether that 300 year rule was good or bad. Because frankly, just like a coin the Spanish Era has two sides and both are enchanting if not for the culural/artistic magnificence then the gory friar abuses maybe.

Spain won the euro cup, Nadal won the wimbledon. Ohh, this is the best time to be in Spain!

Haha. Lucky I&P, they were at Zaragoza for the World Expo. I witnessed how they labor night and day to comeup with the exhibit... Of course with them are other personalities who contributed in making this expo a success for the Indios (A, Iskultor from Paete, Burdadera from Lumban, the glass bubble maker, the bone china maker et. al).

Hmm, P said she has so much chismis to tell. Chismis is vitamin C. I can't wait to have my dose of vitamin c. I need it. Must become healthy. I must I must.

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Why Smart isn't really SMART

As I've mentioned before, I wanted to blast SMART bro into smithereens. We have endured the lousy connection, the intermittent web access, the dealayed billing et cetera et cetera.

So, what pushed me to the edge? Amazingly, after Typhoon Frank downed MV Princess of the Sea, smart apparently withstood the stormy weather and we enjoyed the fact that we can browse the net. Nothing unusual. Then 2 days after, the screen just went on blank. Mutsu suddenly cannot broadcast its wifi invisible waves 'round the house. I thought it was Mutsu who got crazy. But no, after tweaking configuration and troubleshooting it dawn upon me that there's no signal from the Smart antenna as indicated by handy Mutsu Apps. I braved the roof to check if the antenna was still in place despite the fact that I knew too well that we have internet connection 2 days after Frank.

This was the start of a series of unSmart move by Smart. First, calling their customer/technical support will really get into anyone's nerve. Imagine calling them, a programmed voice answers your call, redirects you to proper department, then you have to wait for at least 10 minutes for a real person to get in touch with you. How is that? The person is useless, cannot answer your inquiry, gives you another ticket number. We have to endure 3 more of this kind of call before they've decided to send someone to check the stupid antenna. It was set on a Thursday. I was already furious, Murphy's law is at work, I really need to access the net. Came 5 pm and their customer support called to inform us that the visit will be rescheduled on a Saturday. Ano raw??? Ok, patience, patience. Saturday came, and I missed my saturday-routine, came 6 pm, it was raining hard outside. Definitely the sun is shining no more and the smart-guys texted casually that they will no longer be coming. That they have this flimsy excuse for being flimsy employees from flimsy service provider. They shouldn't have texted, because I have already resigned myself to the fact that they are coming no more. They shouldn't have texted that flimsy excuse, they should have been creative at the least. So I blew my top, I called the number where the text came from. First, it was turned off, I called again and was able to connect. I tried hard to remain calm, I cannot, after all the lousy service, for the life of me, I cannot. To my credit, I did not utter expletives. I think pointing what was wrong in a voice 5 decibels above my normal is enough to scare them.

They promised to come after lunch, and voila, they defied their promise and went to our place earlier. After the trip to the antenna and some 40 minutes later, our internet connection returned to normal.

We'll just finish our contract and we will dump you faster than you can say smartbro.

istres

ako'y naiistress pag dumarating ang araw na yun. Hindi ko alam kung tinatamad ako o pagod lang talaga, pero balisa ang buo kong katawan pati na rin isipan. Sa totoo lang hindi ako alipin ng teknolohiya lalo na ng selpown, hindi ako mahilig mag tekst hindi rin ako mahilig tumawag, hindi ako mahilig mag reply sa mga tekst at hindi ko sinasagot ang tawag ng hindi ko kilalalang numero.

Siya lang naman lagi kong ka tekst.

P.S. : bkit ko nga naisulat ito? may 13. Ah, oo dumating ako sa punto na wala ng bugso ng damdamin akong nararamdaman. Yun bang prutas na hinog sa pilit. Ako kasi yung tipong isang tanong isang sagot. Hindi ako yung kusang nagbibigay ng impormasyon, hindi ako madaldal, hindi ako papansin. Pero wag sanang isipin na wala akong paki-alam, hindi lang talaga ako basta nagkukwento ng bagay-bagay, ayokong antukin ka sa kwento ng buhay ko. Magtanong ka kasi kung ano gusto mo malaman. Eh papaano kung kwentuhan kita ng tungkol sa tae ng kalabaw na nilalaro namin nung bata kami. gusto mo ba ng mga ganong kwento? Owkamon...

Eto yung pakiramdam na pilit yung tekst na pilit. lahat pilit. Eto yung panahong nagdadalawang isip ako. May hinahanap ako. Yung palaban. Yung sumasagot. Yung nagtatanong. Yung naghahanap. Ayoko nung nag da Drama, hindi ako naapektuhan ng 'reverse psychology'. Sutil ako. SUTIL. Wag mong ipapahalatang iniinis mo ako, hindi ako maiinis, baka ikaw pa. Wag mo akong da dramahan, teflon balat ko.

Pero wala na ito, lumipas na. Tila na ang ulan. Nakaraos na kami ng 24 na buwan.

- reverse ...

ang liwanag sa gabi
dugo'y pilit na pinaliliksi
matang lundo sa pagkakadilat
tengang bingi sa huni ng kuliglig

ang oras ko'y umiikot ng pakaliwa
ang sinag ng buwan sa aking katawan
mapanglaw na sikat ng araw
heto ako, sumasabay sa oras ng kabilang dako

am back!

reading back, my last entry was about a bleep in national politics blown out of proportion by opportunists of every color. And I went into coma. More politics, a bear market outlook and a series of gas price hikes, a typhoon, another sea mishap, and inflation at 14 year high, still am in coma, french open - ivanovic won, wimbledon - the epic duel of nadal & federer -nadal won, still am in coma.

yes, this is procastination -- big time.

I was tempted but my arms are too limp to type in such torpid condition. I wanted to blast SMART bro into smithereens but no, I am still languid, afflicted by the cheche fly. I am. I am breaking this stupor.

first off, I found this entry which I was to post last may 13 but never get the enthusiasm to do so.