Switching On the Sun

We were just watching some love story wherein the female lead had a painful (love) experience making it hard for her to move on. Making it worse is that her father isn’t as supportive. Then, I thought of the likelihood when my children will be in such a predicament… Those constantly updated with every article posted herein know this blog’s purpose being geared towards providing some guiding principle for my children. Knowing life span’s incalculability, the thought of leaving some sort of a legacy early on is promptly addressed. Having had my share of life’s ups and downs, only God knows when the next is. Although what we are to focus on is not much of how high or how low we get but by how we make the best out of it after timely realizing the reason for its occurrence. The pain caused by my first major heart ache one August 28 years ago was overwhelming. If there’s even a logical p oint behind it though, it’s for 2 (other) good reasons why that happened to me in the first place – ...

Of all the days this week that I have to tend to some work-related errands, how untimely it was to fall on a Wednesday. Not that there was a problem with it, it’s just that the company vehicle I usually use is subject to the number coding scheme on Wednesdays, 5 being the last number along its 3-letter, 3-digit plate number. My car’s plate number also ends with 5. The Number Coding is a traffic scheme where cars, with its plate number’s last digit, are not to be driven along major routes during its designated “coding” day. Needless to say, I was to either take a cab or the cheaper passenger jeepney as an alternative. I preferred the latter as it will allow me to take a walk that likewise served as an exercise. Making the most out of it, I was enjoying sights I’ve not seen for a while. Just as I was observant of occurrences I came passed through, I was oblivious of this one thing that will actually remind me of the aptness of every incident happening for a reason. A camera clicked, a...

There are times when I just ask myself why… Though unlike a curious child whose whys are based on finding out the answer for the first time, mine’s more on the recurrence for the nth time seemingly due to stubbornness or perhaps lack of viable options. “Why am I not learning from it?” would perhaps be the exemplary question that tops it all. “Why do I still do it despite knowing its possible consequences?” could actually be answered with “why” itself - Why is temptation so enticing? It’s a question that’s instinctively asked despite having experienced the answer. As such, it rationalizes another “why” in asking as to addiction’s clout on us. Why am I going through this or that? Or perhaps, why you? Why did I even write this you may ask if your next question would be why you are even reading this nonsense (if such be the case) in the first place? It’s the same reason as gullibility that seems to make sense when we’re into it. Why is that? You could as well ask why does it has to be a...

A lot has been said about the late King of Pop. Tributes has been both articulated and written. I thought I ought to do so as well having been influenced at some point by his music. Who hasn’t? Having been in the music industry for quite a time, I guess every generation could somehow relate in any way as to how his music corresponded with our respective lives . From theme songs to possibly break up songs, his music will always be a part of us. Here is a scenario that could have perhaps transpired among anyone but more than a depiction as to how his music is as rhythmic, it’s an acknowledgment: DIRTY DIANA oops I mean Dear Diana, Is it BAD as if I’m a SMOOTH CRIMINAL to go into a DANGEROUS situation? I JUST CAN’T STOP LOVING YOU. I guess that’s just ANOTHER PART OF ME. Is it HUMAN NATURE or its THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL? You seem to be calling out “YOU ARE NOT ALONE”… I don’t know but when it comes to you I can’t say “SHE’S OUT OF MY LIFE” and still the MAN IN THE MIRR...

Establishing an identity through the 80s, a time possibly considered as the best music era, it would be unlikely to have not been attuned with Michael Jackson’s music. Speaking of which, we have been swayed, in any way, by how cool we thought we were singing or dancing to the tune of “Beat It” or “Billie Jean”. At some point, “Thriller” lived up to be indeed thrilling. During such phase when music played a big part in molding our youth into prominence among peers, what we sang was who we were so to speak… As it is, music is influential; it has been and will always be. More intervening is the voice behind it though. That time, our influences somehow were the likes of Duran Duran, Spandau Ballet, Culture Club, Madonna and yes, Michael Jackson among others. A few weeks back, our class of that generation met up not just for the organization of our grand reunion scheduled for next year but to also put up an aid organization of some sort. Seeing old faces doubly meant something as we...

When one is almost able to say something yet can’t seem to put it into words with the right term at the tip of his tongue, it’s perhaps due to the composition of different words conveying the same meaning. Of all the possible terminologies, there could be one that can be used as fittingly as to express the exact message. Despite these many words, language, vocabulary, expressions, term s, dialect, idiom, lingo or what have you (case in point), neologisms are still created. Is there a need for new words if what’s already spoken or written is understandable as meant? Another thing, there are even considered highfalutin words of which its usage isn’t preferred if only because of its pomposity. I believe that the only reason as to why these supposedly ostentatious words are considered such is because it’s not often used for fear of being misunderstood. “Ostentatious?! Can’t you just say grandiose? Or even that’s considered pompous, I mean showy?” Duh? time… I mean, the time has come whe...

I received a text message from a friend directly asking the essence of life. I then thought one of my purposes being to expound not so much on the query but the need to why even bother to ask such question if from our own understanding based on our individual lives we’d probably give diverse viewpoints. I could probably talk about my one role as a father being a life worth living, today being father’s day (others will be celebrating it on the 21st - See the diversity yet with 1 objective) , and in recognition entitle it with what could be a link to my wife if it’s to associate my being a dad for without her conceiving my children I wouldn’t be one… Then it occurred to me, the connection of the many lives into one account… Life is the opportunity to invest in eternity. It’s a chance wherein we are to address a purpose. Under such borrowed time, to understand the roles we portray as human beings is an essential cause in making life’s objective for a story worth all the subplots from...

The Philippines is celebrating its Independence Day today, June 12. Basing it to this date from when it all started, we are celebrating freedom for 111 years already. Apparently, there are opposing derivations as to the real date of our country’s liberty. Some historians will point out July 4, 1946 to be more opportune. Yet, today’s celebration of independence is founded on our liberation from Spain’s rule over a century ago. If we are to consider other deliverance from similar repressions we went through, then we would be celebrating too many “independence days”. What’s with freedom from one thing but restricted from another? Then again, how can we be commemorating our independence if we have not been entirely liberated? Regardless of when it took place, are we totally free? Conversely, how and when can we truly feel and say we’re free… In view of today’s occasion, I’m rather observing my emancipation from my work load albeit for just a day. Ho wever, I’m not completely unbound. I ...