Rare Moments

I have these rare moments when I am strong enough...
Too strong enough to break.

The Ballad of Sunsets, of Shooting Stars and Broken Dreams

Fear is something more powerful than hate.
Fear is something more powerful than the truth.
Hence, it hinders our sight from seeing the real beauty of what is beyond.

Today I've realized something.
That most of the time, the thing that scares us the most could actually be the most beautiful thing that can happen in our lives.

My two year old daughter was actually afraid of fireworks before. Whenever she hears the loud explosions of the firecrackers, she would cry and hug me tight until her fear cradles her to sleep. Then one night, while fireworks display in a cloudless dark sky, I took her to our porch and I told her to look at those fireworks. So she peeped and when she saw that it was beautiful, she no longer fear those loud firecrackers.

I believe that all of us are like my daughter in a way or another.
We are so scared of those things that we actually don't know yet.
We are so scared of something we only heard about but never really seen.
And just like my daughter, what she's scared of is actually something beautiful.

And just like love.
Most of us are afraid to fall in love when in fact, it could be the most beautiful thing that can happen to us.

Brooks of Garth

Time can heal a broken heart...
But It can also break a waiting heart.

But I wouldn't change a thing.

In spite of all these tears, I wouldn't want to change a thing to everything that happened to me... I'm happy enough to accept all things and thankful enough for the wonderful journey.

And yes, I could have missed the pain, but then, I would have to miss the dance.

throwback Thursday

Today is gonna be the day that they'll gonna throw it back to you... (wonderwall by: oasis)


maybe it was Thursday when they wrote that song.

Sometimes we need a break and have to smile!!!

The Ballad of Sunsets and Shooting Stars

Ballad of Sunsets
"Your journey starts today" - that was the last words that I've heard from him - the man I've never seen.

Then I saw the light. I thought I had lived all my life in the light, until I realized that the light I once knew was actually darkness inside the womb.

The light I saw from a slit, an opening, as I watched a couple of hands in white gloves caught me. Then water suddenly came out from my eyes... my first cry.

I never knew what it was like to cry until my journey started.

My journey started on the day I was born. A journey I didn't ask but He said it was a gift...

until knowledge made it a curse, like an ignorance bliss that became an innocent tragedy.

When the sun sets, the day ends, and the night begins.

The same way my journey begun in the sunset of my ignorance... comes the night of innocence.

Ignorance is bliss.
Innocence is peace.
Until one day they were considered dumb.

For the wise knows no bliss nor peace.
And he knows it is not a gift.

My first taste of wine was as early as the dawn, the same way I have tasted bitterness of life itself.

When your childhood was taken away from you and you were force to grow up and start to think like adults.
The way you were suppose to be playing but you were force to plan for your life at a very young age.
The way I've got my lessons ahead compared with other kids.

It is not about being prepared for whatever life throws at you, but being strong enough to face them.

No matter what you do, life takes you by surprise in your most unprepared moment. And being strong is your only way to survive.

If you are strong... you are versatile.

Life forced me to be brave until I became too brave and forgot that fear could save a man from committing foolish mistakes.

Mistakes became often...
Regrets became jokes...
Pain became a laugh.

And so mistakes became teachers and they give a hell of difficult tests.

If you think life is the worst at the moment and nothing worse could happen anymore... the good thing is... it could be true.

If it is the worst then there could be on more worse.

Life is subtle.
The more we know, the more we ask.


My journey began at the sunset of my heaven the way the sun goes down.

So as I go down from heaven to earth on my birthday... He said - "your journey starts today. "


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Shooting Stars

Everyday is a choice.

Love is a decision.

Love is not all about feelings. It is a commitment that you give not just to someone but to yourself as well. Imagine love. Imagine it as something based on just mere feelings. Imagine you had a shit day and you're not feeling any love at all. Imagine ending up a relationship just because you're not in a good mood that day. Imagine love as shallow as you can see.

But love is never that way. Love is a decision everyday that no matter what happens, we still love.

It is a choice.

And so is forgiveness.

Everyday we have to choose whether to forgive or to revenge.

And everyday I battle with those choices within me.

But I choose to forgive everyday. I choose to see the white in spite of the blackness of everything around me.

And everyday is a madness, and everytime I found myself wanting to indulge in that moment of angst.

But I know it profits me nothing.

That is why I fight the urge to hate these people who caused me the worst pain I ever felt in my entire existence in this world

Just like a star who chose to fall, I had fallen so badly this time, and yes, I admit that I am scared that I might not be able to stand again, but it is also a choice whether to stand or remain crawling for the rest of your life.
And I choose to stand and move on everyday.

I am a warrior fighting not because I hate those in front of me, but because I love those people behind me... so I fight for them.
May God forgive me and so with these people I have come to hurt because of love.

It is my choice.

May God grant me the love that I have chosen.

And yes, He said "love your enemies"...
That is why we're not friends and neither I consider you my enemy...

For that one reason... I don't want to love you.