Powered by Blogger.

Text Messages 29

20 April 2011

Mga bagay na ikaiinis mo...
Minor subject na feeling major.
Ipis na ayaw mamatay-matay.
Battery low.
Magsyotang naglalandian sa harap mo.
Tagged photos na wala ka namang pakialam.
Refrigerator na tubig lang ang laman.
Pinsan na sumbungero.
Load na mahirap i-unli.
Classmate mong sipsip.
Pasahero na ayaw i-abot ang bayad mo.
at Chain message na wapakels kung mamatay ka pag di mo na-send sa 25 na tao.
Edwin Gutierrez, January 6, 2011

We don't have everything to enjoy life.
But we have life to enjoy everything.
Always choose to see the nice things.
Life is happier that way.
Mary Ann Andicoy, January 8, 2011

If Cinderella's glass slippers fit perfectly, then why did it fall off along the way?
Maybe it speaks about one important thing:
Igat jud siya! Bilin-bilin aron gukoron!
Si little mermaid, gusto magka-legs aron makabilangkad!
Si sleeping beauty pa, tulog-tulog aron lamutakon!
Si snow white pa, patay-patay aron kamangon!
Kabantay mo? Puro inigat ang gitudlo sa fairy tales!
Edwin Gutierrez, January 9, 2011

GF: When man ta magpakasal?
BF: Asa man nimo gusto magpakasal? Sa pari o sa huwes?
GF: Natural, sa imo! Ihatag man nuon ko sa lain!
Edwin Gutierrez, January 9, 2011

Dili tanan party, malipayon - 3rd party (Ngeek)
Dili tanan 13, dimalas - 13th Month Pay (Yehey)
Dili tanan negative, makapaguol - Pregnancy Test (Whew)
Dili tanan positive, ikalipay - HIV positive (Araay)
Dili tanan hinog, masustansiya - Mata'g Tiki (Eowww)
Mary Ann Andicoy, January 10, 2011

Girlfriend texted Boyfriend.
GF: Han, I cheated. Sorry!
BF: Wow. Really? Me, too. With your best friend so patas na tayo.
GF: Huh?! Sa akong exam uy. Peste ka! Bulag nata!
Mary Ann Andicoy, January 15, 2011

Kinder boy: Can I kiss your hand?
Kinder girl: Why? Is there anything wrong with my lips?
Meet the new generation.
Edwin Gutierrez, January 23, 2011

Na miss taka...



is the common words used if naay maka-kita nimo nga gikan ka sa lugar nga nag-pista.
Na miss taka?
Mary Ann Andicoy, February 5, 2011

Happiness is not something you have in your hands. It's something you carry in your heart. Give it away generously and it will return to you a trillion fold.
Ate Cathy, March 1, 2011

Women always worry about the things Men forget.
Men always worry about the things Women remember.
Reggie Torino, March 1, 2011

Holy Week

19 April 2011

The priest probably knew what we all had in mind. A budding curmudgeon, he went about reprimanding everyone in his homily for choosing to go on vacation during the holy week instead of observing the Lenten traditions of the church.

As for me, I was breezing along, muttering to myself, "Maski unsa pa ingon nimo Father, mukatkat gyapun kog Apo!"

Indeed, I will. This coming Thursday, I'll be joining my brothers and office mates in my first trek. Perhaps, I should feel more guilty about my decision but I was a devout Catholic since I was born and this was the first time (or was this the second?) I'd be spending time away from the church on the Holy Week.

Still, to keep the spirit of the season, I've resolved to remind myself throughout our ascent of this momentous occasion in our salvation history:

"Dear Bro,

I'm climbing Mount Apo this weekend.

Please keep us safe though. And as I climb, remind me of your sacrifice.

As I make my steps, remind me of the steps you took to Calvary.

As I endure the pain in my muscles, remind me of the pain you had to bear.

As I feel the weight of my backpack, remind me of the weight of your cross.

And as I look at the view from above, remind me of how much you've lost to gain all that I know see.

Amen."

Don't Pass The Baton

17 April 2011

Resent not evil.

That's a principle of life I think everyone should encounter. In his book, Holistic Christianity, Joseph Conti talks about this idea which was always meant to change how we deal with everyone. The principle comes from many a typical experience when emotional states, mostly negative, are passed on through us. Someone barks at you, you bark back or worse, you transfer the negative energy to other people through hostile language. Rather than acknowledging these daily usurpations for what they are, we instead go about our motions, mechanically reacting to and internalizing what we have received.

Conti draws up an interesting analogy for this. He invites us to think about life as a relay race. "A baton is handed off from runner to runner and travels far. In much the same way, resentment snakes it way in daily life from person to person as a bewitching baton, causing hurt, confusion, anxiety, bitterness, and emptiness-as one person passes it on to the next, hardly aware of what its passing is costing him, or costing the one who receives this hideous baton."

The solution then? Resent not evil. Accept that all of us are in pain and resolve to not add further to that pain. Conti says it better, "We must try to see things from the other's position, aware of his or her difficulties. He passed on the bewitching baton because he did not know better; now that we are beginning to know better, we must neither internalize it nor pass it back, but dissolve it through the magic of Resent not evil."

"Be kind, for everyone is fighting a great battle (Plato)."

Another analogy comes into mind. This principle invites us to be like human sponges. Although not quite as elegant as the baton, this analogy pretty much stresses the importance of this principle in society. A sponge absorbs dirt, oil, and grime and spews out soap and water, effectively cleansing whatever disgusting dishware you have in your hands. Just like a sponge, we should endeavor to answer every bit of rudeness and anger with good will and kindness. In this way, we help out each other by minimizing the emotions which impede our relations.

I guess such a principle runs contrary to what we are being taught. We've been taught to never bottle up our emotions but instead, let it all out lest these infect our emotional equilibrium. But the principle advises another way; let go of the moment, turn the other cheek, be like JC. In the end, that's a better way to live a life.

Going Acoustic

15 April 2011

Acoustic music: comprises music that solely or primarily uses instruments which produce sound through entirely acoustic means, as opposed to electric or electronic means. The retronym "acoustic music" appeared after the advent of electric instruments, such as the electric guitar, electric violin, electric organ and synthesizer.

-Wikipedia

I love acoustic. Maybe, that's because I'm a frustrated guitarist or maybe, it simply has to do with the music itself. It's soothing and it never fails to stir something in me.

Pissed

Okay, so I was tapping away at the keyboard, enjoying a rare, lazy Saturday morning when I encountered this on Facebook:



As for the comments to the photo:
Rg Gumanao: hahahahahaha...buang jud ka karlos!
Rafael Mandala: hahaha bagay
Karlos Manlupig: ‎Rg Gumanao - haha. ikr. Rafael Mandala - thanks. sobrang namotivate ako na maging part ng GPH peacepanel.lol
Rafael Mandala: hahahahahhahahaha
Karlos Manlupig: ‎Rafael Mandala - kapag ako nag-ala Mike Defensor, kasalanan mo talaga ito
Rafael Mandala: hahahhaa bakit ako? haha
Karlos Manlupig: dahil sa pagcomment mo ng "bagay" namotivate ako
Rafael Mandala: bagay na bagay :D
Karlos Manlupig: teka...bagay? saan na party? GPH o NDF? lol
Rafael Mandala: GPH
Karlos Manlupig: scary. pero pwede rin. walang pera sa NDF. mga pulubi. samantalang sa GPH, show me the money.lol
Rafael Mandala: Hahaha. Karlos Manlupig, GPH Chief Peace Consultant, bagay na bagay.
Karlos Manlupig: lul! kinikilabutan ako.
Karlos Manlupig: scary.hahaha
Rafael Mandala: Hahahha. Ka Karlos Manlupig, pwede rin
Ed Xing: lol. ayos ah. :))
Kyle Paolo Tumbiga: Pwede pwede. Haha.

Somehow, the photo and the commentary that followed just rubbed me the wrong way. At first glance, the photo was not offensive actually. It was just Karlos doing a stupid impersonation of Sir Ednar.

But the context was a different story. The picture was presumably taken during a panel discussion between the NDF and the government, one of a series of events underlining the peace talks to end the country's long-standing communist insurgency. In the light of such serious stuff, one is bound to ethically observe a certain sense of propriety and delikadeza, something which Karlos Manlupig isn't exactly known for (and which perfectly explains the circumstance of this photo).

What did me in was this exchange above:

Karlos Manlupig: teka...bagay? saan na party? GPH o NDF? lol
Rafael Mandala: GPH
Karlos Manlupig: scary. pero pwede rin. walang pera sa NDF. mga pulubi. samantalang sa GPH, show me the money.lol

My eye twitched. Now, I understood the photo for what it was. It was a taunt, an accidental (or is it deliberate?) undermining of the efforts and motives of one of the government's more competent panel members to date. What are the reasons that would compel a young NDF member to pose for such a picture? You can imagine these reasons yourselves and none would be because he simply admires Sir Ed.

So, as the avid interloper, I commented:

"I know Sir Ednar Dayanghirang personally and he's genuinely, passionately concerned about bringing an end to this conflict. And this is what he gets for his troubles? An activist doing a mocking impression behind a nametag bearing his name? I can't believe you guys. Hindi ito cool dude."

In truth, maybe I was stretching the word "personally" quite a bit. But I can say I know Sir Ednar better than Karlos does. I remember that weekday morning when I was a guest in his house, sipping coffee, while listening to him talk about his recent appointment by the President as a peace panel member.

Surprisingly, when he was young, he was also an activist and that spirit of civic involvement that made him one, he carried on until today. He communed with farmers, the masses, knew their needs, understood the other side of the fence, so to speak. He was aware that he was making history, a history that should end with the cessation of all hostilities. For years, he admitted, past administrations had been coasting through the peace talks, hoping time will erode the insurgency. But that tactic no longer worked and it was his job to address the issues squarely in the face, the issues which have kept the insurgency burning till now, and bring about the long-awaited peace.

Did I interpret the photo too seriously? I don't think so. If the tables were reversed and it was, say, Norberto Gonzales, Jr. doing an impression of Fidel Agcaoili, I'm sure the NDF will find offense and will surely smell blood.

So I said what I said. Because Sir Ednar doesn't deserve this. Because we, the nation, do not deserve this as well.
 

Pangitaa Gud

Ang Pulong Sa Ignoy