Saturday, April 28, 2007

Sapagkat Pinipili ang Kaligayahan

same poem, tagalog translation.

i translated it more for the challenge than anything.
yes. it was a challenge for me.

thanks to ephy for the help.

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pagkakamali
ang lahat ay nagkakagulo
pagkalito, sakit, pait

tiis lang, tiis dahil kailangan

sugat
dahan dahan din 'yang gagaling
huwag mong hayaan, huwag mong dagdagan

hintay lang, hintay dahil kailangan

hinagpis
huwag magpaanod sa sakit
kapag nagpadala kay ay madadala ka talaga

tindig lang, tindig dahil kailangan

katanungan
napakagaling pa naman magtago ng mga kasagutan
hahanapin o hihintayin?

hawak lang, hawak dahil kailangan

bigat
di hamak na mahirapan ka
lahat sa mundo'y nahihirapan

laban lang, laban dahil kailangan

alalahanin
huwag kalimutan ang buhay
sa kamalasan at kasiyahan, kaliliman at tagumpay

pili lang, pili dahil kailangan

patuloy lang
huwag magpatalo sa mga pagsusubok
habulin ang kaligayahan

at mag-ingat--sa lahat ng bagay, mag-ingat.

Friday, April 27, 2007

Kay Pinili Baya Ang Kalipay

sayop
yagaw ang tanang butang
libog, hapdos, pait

antos lang, antos kay kinahanglan

samad
hinay hinay ra na maayo
ayaw baya-i, ayaw dugangi

hulat lang, hulat kay kinahanglan

guol
ayaw'g palabi sa sakit
padala kay madala g'yud ka

tindog lang, tindog kay kinahanglan

pangutana
kuyaw baya manago ang tubag
pangitaun ba o hulatunun?

gunit lang, gunit kay kinahanglan

kabug-at
di lalim nga magkalisud ka
tanan sa kalibutan gakalisud man

sukol lang, sukol kay kinahanglan

hinumdum
ayaw kalimti ang kinabuhi
sa sipyat ug kalipay, kadag-um ug himaya

pili lang, pili kay kinahanglan

padayun
ayaw'g papildi sa imung gibati
gukuri lang ang kalipay

ug pag-amping--sa tanan, pag-amping

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bisaya poem. yay.

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mistake
everything becomes a mess
confusion, pain, bitterness

just bear it, bear it because you have to

wounds
slowly those will heal
don't let them fester, don't add to them

just wait, wait because you have to

grief
don't let the pain overwhelm you
flow with it and it will take you away

just stand, stand because you have to

ask
amazing how answers could hide
do you look for them or wait for them?

just hold on, hold on because you have to

weight
it's no wonder you have to struggle
everyone in the world struggles

just fight, fight because you have to

remember
do not forget life
in faults and in joys, gray skies and glories

just choose, choose because you have to

move on
don't surrender to your circumstances
chase after bliss (strive to be happy)

and take care--in all things, take care.

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translation. there's always nothing like the original, but it works too. ^^

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Just Reflections

Yeah.

Everything does happen for a reason. We learn from our mistakes. We appreciate life with blessings. We get stronger with trials. We find faith when there's nothing tangible to hold on to. We practice and strengthen our will with all those crucial moments when we need to choose.

But the steady, unbending fact that everything happens for a reason doesn't eliminate bleeding or heal wounds. It just dulls the pain--which is actually mercy enough until you do manage to get scabs. That's life.

Things get broken in this world--both the tangible and intangible things. Glasses break. CD’s break. Teeth break. Bones break. Hearts break. Resolutions break. Everything is prone to ending up in pieces. Both fortunately and unfortunately, no man is an island. Man cannot survive without interaction. Interaction means exposure. Exposure means vulnerability, and vulnerability is a gamble.

In the roads you will walk, what will you find? Or what will find you? Pains or pleasures?


Thus, humans begin to grasp the necessity for trust and faith. We find people whom we can rely on to take care not to break too much of us. We try to find the safest place, where we can live our lives and come out with as many fragments intact as possible. We stick to the ones who will support us, whom we can trust not leave us un-mended, even if we know that they will fracture us at some point or another.

But trust is not exempted from the things that could be broken in this world. There are times when what we hold on suddenly falters or cracks. The shards draw blood, and there’s pain, and it gets hard to grip. Why did it crack? Why did it fail? What did we do differently that triggered it to hurt us? Then we realize we’re stuck in one of those crucial moments when we have to choose whether to hold on or let go. If we choose to let go, we may realize that the loss of something so dearly trusted could hurt like hell. If we choose to hold on, we may realize that the bleeding won’t let up anytime soon, and that it could also hurt like hell. So, which hell will it be? Funny how, either way you choose, you get hurt. Let’s just call it a necessary sacrifice to find the lesser evil. Yep. Sacrifice. It sounds heavy, but usually it just means giving up a few comforts in order to get your life back on track.

Anyway…so we learn to sacrifice. Say, we sacrifice to hold on. We sacrifice several jolts of pain, some bruises, a scar or two, and a good deal of emotional turbulence to retrieve pieces of that thing that we choose to trust again, despite the crack.

As it goes, sacrifice is wholeheartedly given. You don’t put a price on it. You just give, and pray that what you have re-gambled will be valued again, as much, if not more than before. If not, oh well. If it will be, then wonderful. Either way, no regrets.

Everything does happen for a reason, but reasons are both sought and waited for. In life, we need to feel our way through. We need to learn sensitivity to what needs to be said or done, to make things better for ourselves and for others. We learn when to wait, when to fight, and when to sacrifice for the things we want. We begin to see that all the things we desire to keep need to be deserved. They need to be valued. We're all constantly on a proving ground.

Yes. Everything has a reason, and we need to step up in order to find those reasons, or we need to be open in order for those reasons to find us.

Any way you look at it, it's a path of growth--whether you go backward, freeze in place, or move forward is your own call.

Monday, April 23, 2007

No Title

everyone knows pain.

you can't be the only one NOT okay when everyone else managed to take it.

Friday, April 20, 2007

Pasasalamat sa Matalik na Kaibigan

it's almost frustrating, wondering what to do that would capture just how much you mean it when you say, thank you very much.

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for ephy

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angel

flightless, you glow in my head
a smiling certainty
a permanent embrace
how...?
--warmth
why...?
--a smile
and i needed nothing more
and i cradled you in my head
where, flightless, you glow brightly

--- written 9 April 2007

A Kiss and Kick Thing

Two nights ago, I was typing a blog entry when I noticed that my dad was looking at my monitor from the next PC. Because I've always been somewhat resistant to comments made on anything that I haven't finished yet, I quickly minimized the window.

My dad smiled. "You've become secretive," he commented.

"No," I said. "I've never been comfortable having my stuff read before I finish or publish them."

"I can give you inputs." It was half a tease.

I didn't answer.

My dad sighed and half-smiled. "You've grown," he said.

Grown.

I remembered his last birthday greeting to me then, his greeting on the first birthday that I spent away from home:

M HAPPY UV GROWN AND N PAIN THAT UR FINGERS SLIPPD FAR FRM MY HAND.

Yup. Literally, I've gone a long way from home--two hours away, by plane--and, yes, I know that after two semesters in UPD, I've grown. I've met new people, learned new things, encountered new problems. I've lived up to challenges, faced responsibilities. I've managed to pay the emotional price of being entrusted with more independence. I've learned that it's hard, and, more importantly, I've learned that I can pull through it. I know I've made my family proud.

But there are these moments when you suddenly realize that, in order to embrace new things, you've had to let go of some of the old. It's something beautiful and heartbreaking...and unavoidable. The pain is not anyone's fault, but it's there, a difficult and wonderful pain that you can neither blame nor appreciate for being there. It's like a kick and kiss thing. Exciting and hurtful. Bittersweet.

Fortunately, people have this amazing capacity to accept that things change. They can understand that things grow and things pass. So they find ways to cope. T
hey step up to the changes. They accept, and bargain for a place in memory. They grow and change, because many of the things in life grow and change. They love, so that they can keep and be kept, even if old habits and routines fall behind.

That night, I didn't finish the entry I was writing. The mood simply wasn't there anymore. Whatever I had to vent suddenly seemed insignificant. So I shut the windows without saving anything, and, before tucking myself into bed, I made sure to tell my dad I love him.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Thoughts + Free Time + MSPaint

SGD. LJRSonido 04.19.2007

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Haha. Hooray.

Just Pissing Myself Off One More Time

I've been difficult these past few days. Moody. Erratic. Unreasonable. A pain.

I know so.

I wish I could blame it on PMS but I can't; I'm already entertaining my monthly visitor, so it can't qualify as "pre". There were times when I simply got pissed because I was lonely and bored, but thanks to Globe Unlimited Texting, and my best friend's company and workout tips, they don't qualify as excuses anymore. I can't say I have no hangups at all because I do, but I can't say that they can be my excuse for being a thorn stuck in my friends' feet for the past few days either. So, basically, the core problem this whole time has been me. Whoopee.

Anyway, I'll say this so you'll have something to slap to my face when I get started again--I have to quit it. I'm not promising I'll never have moods again for the rest of my life, but I can help making it an everyday thing. My family and friends have put up with me long enough, and God knows I hate having people adjust to me all the time.

So.

I'm sorry.

I'll make up for it.

And thank you very much.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Commentary on Wowowee

variety shows. tss.

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they came to the gates
pleading for imprisonment
for the mercy of chance
for the cruelty of luck
for the prize of being priced
their minds priced
their smiles priced
their voices priced
so wonderfully priced
and upon purchase,
they found
victory

--- written 10 April 2007

Some Thoughts from Mr. A - Z

worth every byte it takes up in your PC.
worth every second it takes to finish the song.
worth the strain to hear every word.

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Song: Life is Wonderful
Artist: Jason Mraz

VERSE 1

It takes a crane to build a crane
It takes two floors to make a story
It takes an egg to make a hen
It takes a hen to make an egg
There is no end to what I'm saying

It takes a thought to make a word
And it takes some word to make an action
And It takes some work to make it work
It takes some good to make it hurt
It takes some bad for satisfaction

CHORUS 1

La la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle
Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Al la la la la ...

VERSE 2

It takes a night to make it dawn
And it takes a day to make you yawn brother
It takes some old to make you young
It takes some cold to know the sun
It takes the one to have the other

And it takes no time to fall in love
But it takes you years to know what love is
And it takes some fears to make you trust
It takes those tears to make it rust
It takes the dust to have it polished

CHORUS 2

Ha la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle
Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la life is so...

VERSE 3

It takes some silence to make sound
And it takes a loss before you found it
And it takes a road to go nowhere
It takes a toll to make you care
It takes a hole to make a mountain

CHORUS 3

Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle
Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la love is meaningful
Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la...

It is so wonderful
It is so meaningful
It goes full circle
Wonderful, meaningful
Full circle, wonderful...

Not a Telegram


pieces stop pieces that come from different places build the story of my life stop separate pieces stop pieces that don't know each other stop pieces that are unique from one another stop pieces that merge only in the context that they form who i am stop yes pieces stop so many pieces stop i wish i could let them all know each other stop but that's pretty hard stop because stop there are certain barriers stop there are limitations stop and although in life stop people acknowledge that there are places that they've never been to stop they sometimes choose not to venture there stop so they stop stop and at that point stop while you are with them stop you have to stop too stop because stop you stop can't force them stop and it's unfair stop to expect more than acceptance stop because stop acceptance is already stop so much stop so stop at that point stop you just stop stop stop and maybe stop hope that some stop day stop the pieces stop will find their own stop ways stop to learn stop of the other pieces stop and stop then you wouldn't stop have to stop anymore

An Ode to Blogs


here's to blogs--
for the lazy summer mornings
for the caffeine-driven nights
for the slow burn of the retina
for the love of being heard
for the exhausted abandon
for the life inside our heads,
finally born
cheers.

-- written 13 April 2007