Monday, November 15, 2010
Eternal Damnation
Sitting in the middle of traffic, waiting for the stoplight to change from red to green, I veered my radio to 107.5 on a nostalgic trip to keep my sanity while recounting the days of "The station that rocks the nation"...after an Air Supply song I heard this..."107.5 win radio, kailangan bang pag-isipan yan?". W...T...F...!!! Suddenly, as fast as pulling my hand from a flame, I switched off my radio while resisting the urge to rip it out and throw it to the garbage bin fearing the devil will come out of it! After regaining my composure, I switched to listening to my iPod and vowed not to listen to that station again!
Materialism
In this day and age, enlightenment and spiritual upliftment seems to become less important than acquisition of wealth and power. Inner peace and contentment has become a novelty for these people that they fail to give any sense of importance nor priority to it. PURSUIT OF MATERIAL WEALTH IS THEIR ONLY PRIORITY! They may acquire it through legitimate channels but some can resort to stealing, coercion, extortion, or blackmail. After acquiring it, they flaunt it to the world like a barbarian king holding the head of a defeated leader and parading it to his troops and then easily dumps it like a 2 dollar whore. It seems that it is their way of compensating for their inadequacies either in their physique or in their egos, much like a high school jock or primadonna obsessed with looks but quite empty "up there". Sadly, it is not restricted to persons fitting this profile, current society dictates that materialism is the NEW road to salvation, a way to instant happiness and gratification. You can see it in media (both TV and print), in top-rated shows wherein they associate happiness to prize money and gyrating women, in malls (specially during sale season), and even in church. Today intelligence is equated to winning game shows or dressing up to look like one. Worse, these ideas were perpetuated by elders and proclaimed as gospel truth! In fact, when you ask a person what are their criteria for marrying a person, very high on the list is wealth. At times its more important than love hence explaining the success of mail to order bride and unlikely inter-racial marriages.
Don't get me wrong, acquisition of wealth IN ITSELF is not bad if done for the sole purpose of improving quality of life or as reward to one's hardwork. It only becomes evil when pursued for the above-mentioned purpose or acquired through the above-mentioned means.
Don't get me wrong, acquisition of wealth IN ITSELF is not bad if done for the sole purpose of improving quality of life or as reward to one's hardwork. It only becomes evil when pursued for the above-mentioned purpose or acquired through the above-mentioned means.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Butthole 1.3
"Hey Mario! Pick up the pace or I'll whack your head!" his Uncle Francisco shouted from across the field.
"Coming uncle!" he shouted back. "These palays are heavy, should be using a tractor to haul it rather than carrying it on my back!" he muttered while loading another bundle to his back.
It's midday in Cabanatuan at the peak of harvest season, rice paddies are thick with palay with its golden seeds crowning its tip. Months of hard work and patience about to pay off. Uncle Francisco silently thanked God for a bountiful harvest with no calamities nor pestilence (unlike the previous year, they almost lost their land because of floods).
"This is enough to put Mario back to college. The tractor can wait." He said to himself while loading bundles of palay to a waiting truck.
"Mario hurry up, the truck will leave in a few minutes!" He called out.
"Here uncle" he handed the bundle to his uncle."When will you get a tractor Uncle? It'll make your life a whole lot easier."
"I don't need it yet," his uncle replied, "it can wait for next season."
"Huh?" Mario said.
"I'm saving the money to put your ass back in college" his Uncle said with a wry smile carving his sun-battered face.
"College? I'm going back to college?" Mario replied with obvious enthusiasm in his voice.
"Yes, but if you screw this up you'll be working your butt here in the palay fields until you die!" warned his uncle. "This is your ticket out, don't waste it."
"I won't, I promise!" Mario exclaimed, his face brimming with hope and excitement.
Mario remembered that day as if it was yesterday. His life was full of promise, a deliverance to a good life that he deserved. But it was not to be...
The following day, thugs from the town's mayor abducted his uncle and forced him to rescind his land. He mounted a fervent but futile opposition but in the end losing his life. Mario saw his whole life crumble with his uncle's death. Not only did they lose their land but also his entire family was driven out of town. He vowed to return one day to avenge his uncle with the same brutality that they inflicted on him. With that resolve, he set his sights to Manila and hopes to come back equipped to fulfill his revenge.
"Coming uncle!" he shouted back. "These palays are heavy, should be using a tractor to haul it rather than carrying it on my back!" he muttered while loading another bundle to his back.
It's midday in Cabanatuan at the peak of harvest season, rice paddies are thick with palay with its golden seeds crowning its tip. Months of hard work and patience about to pay off. Uncle Francisco silently thanked God for a bountiful harvest with no calamities nor pestilence (unlike the previous year, they almost lost their land because of floods).
"This is enough to put Mario back to college. The tractor can wait." He said to himself while loading bundles of palay to a waiting truck.
"Mario hurry up, the truck will leave in a few minutes!" He called out.
"Here uncle" he handed the bundle to his uncle."When will you get a tractor Uncle? It'll make your life a whole lot easier."
"I don't need it yet," his uncle replied, "it can wait for next season."
"Huh?" Mario said.
"I'm saving the money to put your ass back in college" his Uncle said with a wry smile carving his sun-battered face.
"College? I'm going back to college?" Mario replied with obvious enthusiasm in his voice.
"Yes, but if you screw this up you'll be working your butt here in the palay fields until you die!" warned his uncle. "This is your ticket out, don't waste it."
"I won't, I promise!" Mario exclaimed, his face brimming with hope and excitement.
Mario remembered that day as if it was yesterday. His life was full of promise, a deliverance to a good life that he deserved. But it was not to be...
The following day, thugs from the town's mayor abducted his uncle and forced him to rescind his land. He mounted a fervent but futile opposition but in the end losing his life. Mario saw his whole life crumble with his uncle's death. Not only did they lose their land but also his entire family was driven out of town. He vowed to return one day to avenge his uncle with the same brutality that they inflicted on him. With that resolve, he set his sights to Manila and hopes to come back equipped to fulfill his revenge.
Confusion
Why is it when you had all the time you want, suddenly you don't know which one to do first? And why is it when you DON'T have time then you conjure all of the things you want to do? Laxity, idleness, and decreased stimulation tends to dull the mind while chaos, confusion, and disorder forces the mind to focus and hence to think clear and straight. That is why we feel more dumb than relaxed a day before we return to our regular grind (work, studies, project), maybe because of anxiety or maybe because our regular grind is uninspiring and routinary. But for a creative mind craving for stimulation, a break/rest/vacation is necessary to "clear the slate" and start fresh. It allows you to think outside the box and tackle things from a fresh perspective. It is also critical that the environment (both for rest and work) is stimulatory with complimentary human interactions to sort of "fan the flames".
Therefore, we need the chaos and confusion of work/profession in order for us to enjoy the lullity and numbing effects of vacation and idleness.
Therefore, we need the chaos and confusion of work/profession in order for us to enjoy the lullity and numbing effects of vacation and idleness.
NU107, The home of nu rock is now signing off...for now.
NU 107 had its final transmission midnight yesterday...
Shock, disbelief, longing, uncertainty, loss. These are the words expressed when the final announcement was made.
But no matter how tough the circumstances leading to its demise, NU 107 will rise again.
Giving faith to the words of the great Francis Brew, "NU107 will NEVER FUCKING DIE!"
Shock, disbelief, longing, uncertainty, loss. These are the words expressed when the final announcement was made.
But no matter how tough the circumstances leading to its demise, NU 107 will rise again.
Giving faith to the words of the great Francis Brew, "NU107 will NEVER FUCKING DIE!"
Wednesday, November 03, 2010
Perseverance
Perseverance, in the face of insurmountable odds will bear fruit in time.
Persistence in your chosen path will lead to fulfillment.
Determination to march on will bring glory.
Courage to forge your own path will reveal your destiny.
No one can undermine my goals.
No one can stop me.
Try...If you dare...
Tuesday, November 02, 2010
Motorcycle 1.2
Found a Facebook site "I Hate Undisciplined Pinoy Motorcycle Drivers". Now there's a forum to air OUR side of the story. We are the ones forced to follow road rules and regulations while the damn authority looked the other way against these fools. How many more accidents would they endure before they realize the error of their ways? Maybe when they're dead...
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