Oblivion

Funny, isn’t it? Billions of people having only 12 representations of life’s events. But horoscopes are not made or revealed to be entirely believed in by anyone. Yes some would say they are only guides, warnings, comforters, or what have you.

I, myself, do not entirely believe in horoscopes. But in the least they do have a say on a portion of whatever a person is feeling on a particular day or month. "Nakakarelate." Ika nga. And, one way or another, they do provide some sort of comfort, relief, inspiration even, etc..

I was kind of looking for something new in friendster when i ran out of something interesting to browse. So i clicked at the horoscope link, and made myself laugh out loud for what i have read: "It’s natural for people to be on different paths in life — just try to be patient."

For so many years I had never thought of keeping someone for too long a time, except probably for my immediate family members and relatives who are sanguinely connected to me. I was so laid-back in conceding to the fact that people come and go. And so that made me somehow detached, hesitant and subdued in keeping in touch with people, and reaching out to them despite the time and distance. Thanks to a friend who gave me a strike in the dormant part of my brain when he told me that, "It’s easy to keep in touch with a friend, to be there. To be there."

Okay then I am guilty. Blame it on me. I never made sufficient efforts to keep in touch with people I have met once. Blame me for keeping only 10% of the entire population a close contact. I guess I should have listed down more cellphone numbers and addresses. Next time will be my start.

Moving on to my contention..

There are two cases here that I am trying to clear out. First is the horoscope statement. "It’s natural for people to be on different paths in life — just try to patient." The other is "It is easy to keep in touch with a friend. To be there."

Starting with the first statement.. It is impossible for two people to travel the same path, together, at all times. People do not share common lanes. Yet the lanes have no walls enabling them to see who’s walking on the other lanes. You become attracted to the person you see over there, and you say hello to him or her. Then you continue to stride along your respective lanes. Surprisingly, there IS a crossroad where your paths meet. Thanks to the orange light, the warning. You have been warned that you HAVE TO stop FOR A WHILE and get acquainted with the person to whom you’ve said your hello. The red light’s on now, and you have to savor the moment the two of you are having a GOOD STOP. Then after a few while the light signals again. This time, you no longer thank the orange light, but you hate it. You hate it because it reminds you to MOVE ON and say GOODBYE (whatever that means to you) to the person you met along the crossroad. And what do you say last to him or her? "May our paths cross again."

Your paths MAY not cross again. They will. If it is your WILL then they will. Here enters the second statement. There is simplicity in keeping someone in your life if you have the will. (According to Merriam-Webster Online Dictionary, will is used to express desire, choice, willingness, consent. It is used to express capability or sufficiency. It is used to express determination, insistence, persistence, or willfulness.)

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I often see him wearing green shirt or green jacket with the words embroidered on them, "FEU LAW" …and just beneath the back portion of his collar, a tamaraw.

Thanks to Atty. Muria. He has reminded of some facts. These facts are not those found in the Supreme Court Reports Annotated or in the Philippine Constitution.

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Sometimes, you have to miss a person in order for you to realize how much he or she means to you. (to be continued…)

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I’m back to school. i’m too glad i don’t have evening classes, unlike last semester, i had felt stressed out going home too late… and hopefully, this semester, i will have more time for my family, friends and myself… previously, i had trouble balancing my time between studies and extra-curricular activities. so i chose to let go of other responsibilities. i never thought i would feel much better.

i made some promises to myself: i would sleep more, smile more, laugh more, talk more… love more? sige na nga… aminado naman ako, yun talaga ang kulang saken. although it is easy to say that you are a loving person, it is much fulfilling to let your actions speak. although people will not easily appreciate your thoughfulness, even your sacrifices, this won’t be a matter of being recognized but of making love work. and this very thing makes a person truly alive.

let’s not talk about pain here. let go of the thought that loving can cause pain. yes, indeed it does. but the genuineness of love that defeats the pain is what makes love the greatest feeling of all.

many people had admired me, and some even wished they were me. but in all the goodness they see in me, there is one thing that i regret. it is my pessimism toward love. All my life, i had never fully trusted anyone. i had never completely forgiven someone who had wronged me. i had never held on to any possibility of finding someone who would love me honestly. i had never fought for the feelings that were struggling to grow inside me…

things are different now. "Love is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope and to endure, whatever comes." It was only yesterday when i heard myself saying - while i was holding back the tears that were trying to flow out of my deceitful eyes - "Things will be different tomorrow." And they are.

it all happened when i opened my heart to listen. i didn’t care whether they were lying or not; i just listened.

"no one steps on the same river twice…" things lingering around us, waiting to be noticed, once they left, they may never come again.

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this is the last day of my semestral break. i just wish things will be better next year. sometimes i also get tired of doing the same things but i feel relieved upon realizing that i also enjoy the kind of life that i have.

for others, this may sound too ordinary. but, this, i mean, honestly. i am thankful that God has given me some hardships to bear. though they may look terrifying at first sight, learning to face all these troubles is what gives me the strength of character to accept life’s bitterness and get along well with it.

more often than not, denying the fact only worsens the emotional burden we grow inside.  and most of the time ,we fail to take notice of the best first step to healing. ever, it is acceptance. accepting life’s tragedies does not automatically mean that we allow ourselves to get stuck in the agonizing situation. better yet, it enables us to regenerate the courage and recollect the debris, and warn ourselves of a greater responsibilty.

sometimes when we think it is over, things are just beginning to unfold.

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