Awit at Wika

Ito ang aking wikang kinagisnan ngunit parang ngayon ko lamang ito naintindihan.
Ito ay lagi ko nang naririnig ngunit parang ngayon ko lamang ito napakinggan.
Ang ganda pala.
Sa tinagal tagal ko nang sumusulat nang mga awit hindi ko magawang makapag sulat ng kanta gamit ng sarili kong wika. Mas komportable kasi ako sa wikang ingles.
Ang aking wikang kinagisnan kasi ay sadyang magandang wika kung maayos ang iyong pag pili ng mga salita sa pag likha. Iyon ang bagay na kailangan kong mahasa.
Sa ngayon ako ay nasa simula ng bagong pamamaraan ng pag sulat ng kanta.
Kanta gamit ng aking sariling wika.

Midst of Chaos

In the midst of chaos, help me oh! Lord to understand every angle of the situation and NOT to rant about it. For I know your plans for me are much greater than my biggest and wildest dream that my heart and mind could ever wish or dream or hope for.

1 Corinthians 2:9 "But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him."

Take That (TaKe TwO)

You cannot mix acceptance and pain in one bowl.

While others would say that once you've accepted the truth, then it won't hurt anymore...

... But I say...
Sometimes or most of the time rather, even though we've accepted the things we cannot change... Still, pain is real.

Like for example...
If you are in a hospital and the doctor told you that you need to be injected, you know its gonna hurt so you prepare yourself, you have accepted that you need this because it is the only way to get well... But once the needle seeped through your skin... The pain is still real... Even though you're prepared, even though you have accepted it. PAIN IS STILL REAL.

What I'm trying to say here is that... Do not judge other people who are hurting...
Don't judge them as weak...
They might have accepted the truth... But pain is still real.

For Art Can Last Forever (Take Two)

I can't help but blab about this...
This artist is so amazing in his line of craft that even kids idolizes him, and everyone that I encounter these days tries to mimic his renditions.

Salute to the man who does his craft with heart and soul and burning passion.

TO EXPRESS AND NOT JUST TO IMPRESS.

TaKe ThAt

So when is the risk worth taking?...

I say its worth taking if you only got one reason, enough to take it.

Because if you've got thousands of reasons to take it, it (only) means you are continuously looking for a reason to convince yourself to take it... Therefore, it is not good enough.

But if you only got one reason, and that one reason is enough for you to take that risk, then it means it is worth taking, because one reason is enough to convince you to take it...

Then it means it is very important.
No more alibis.
No more explanations.

One is enough.
Period.

Of Faith, Love and Patriotism

I was in fourth grade when I first saw the movie "Brave heart" by Mel Gibson, and man! That movie moved me so much that at my tender age of nine, I became more aware of scrutinizing great movies.
I became a fan of Gibson's works since then.
From Brave Heart to The Patriot to Apocalypto and the recent one... Hacksaw Ridge.

Gibson never fail to mix faith with patriotism, action and drama all in one... in all his movies.

For Art Can Last ForEver

Music is art... And art is beauty... And beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
...but the art of music is in the passion of the artist.

There are a lot of singers who could really sing well but only a few sings with passion.

A lot of really great singers sing to impress the crowd, and a lot more popular singers nowadays sing for money and to impress the crowd.

But only a handful of passionate singers sing to express their music.

And I salute those artist who don't give a damn to impress the crowd as long as they could express their passion, their emotions, their own way of patriotism...
Just about the truth behind their music.

I believe that those artists who are true in expressing their music are the real great ones.

It really isn't about popularity...

It is how you express the music.

And it doesn't matter if only a few could understand you.

Because those who can understand you are the ones who could understand what art really is...

It is not just what the eyes could see... Its about everything that only true artists could see.

And if a picture could paint a thousand words... Then your song is a melody of a thousand emotions.

Salute to those artists who do art with passion.

TO EXPRESS AND NOT TO IMPRESS.

LOGAN

It was the best X-Men movie yet...
Well, it has to be, since my two favorite X-Men characters died in this movie, it should worth their death - right?!!!

And since its a Marvel movie, everyone expected a trailer at the end of the credits... But there was none.

I guess it is really the last of Logan and Charles.

Heart breaking but even the greatest mutants must die.

You will be missed Logan and Charles...
You will always be my favorite childhood super heroes.

P.s. That Laura kid is awesome!!!

Snow And Coffee

A simple love story...
Once upon a time there was a snowman who loved a snow woman. Then one cold winter night while they were both freezing, he hugged her until the warmth of his embrace melted both of them.
The end.

40 Raindrops at the End of Summer

There are some things in this life that never dies.

Like PASSION.

Sometime in our lives we neglect our passion, we turn our back to our dreams, not because we don't want them anymore but because reality forces us to do so. Because sometimes we need to be practical especially if financial stability is at stake, or our health, or our family becomes our priority.
But passion never dies, it can only be buried deep within the deepest abyss of our soul that sometimes we tend to forget it. But within our subconscious mind lies the spark trying to leak out from the cracks of our broken soul.
The truth is, it is never gone, it is just buried, waiting for resurgence. And like a Phoenix that was long gone buried into its own ashes, it will arise with all its glorious flame that ignites every nerve of your individuality. It will not stop haunting you like a dark past.
Passion will always bother you with "What if's", with "What could have been", with "If only"...
And there will come a point when you can no longer hold the flame inside and the only thing left to do is to set free that fire that burns inside of you and hold it because it is yours, it is your passion, it is your destiny to fulfill.

And once upon in a long long while you will take that chance again, for yourself, for your destiny, for your passion.
Because you know it is the only way to have a good night sleep.

And because of that passion that has been buried within, we could still dream even in the midst of hopelessness. Because that burning passion is our will to carry on in spite of defeat.
Because that burning passion always ignites our soul to hold on tight while everything is falling apart.

And so we dream even though we look like a fool.
We keep on dreaming like we are really fools.
We were once so promising until time passed us by and we remained a promise... not fulfilled.
So now we are broken like broken promises of a beautiful future.
But we still believe, we keep on believing... so we dream like fools...

Until destiny pitied us and the good Lord gives us another chance to live that passion... And we know in our hearts that that small spark of hope is enough for us to do it again... For passion never dies...
It is just buried deep within.

And if you have a dream, you have to give your all to achieve it... And to every heart that aches is a story of sacrifice and a dream come true.

And for all the mess that we've made... God bless our mess, for when everything is falling apart... pray hard that everything will land safe in their right places.