Thursday, April 15, 2010

Thursday, August 6, 2009

answers...

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looking for answers within, that i don't even know what to look for.


things happen for sole reasons they are intended for.

same as why questions are asked, sole reason was to look for an answer...
embracing defeat to feel victory,
accepting bad things to feel the good one,
bleeding to remind you of a life that was given,
and like turning one's back at something to live its value.

my world started to spin back when the earth stopped an one point. it was marked by the death of Pope Heracleus, the Patriarch of Alexandria.

i started to realize why things are what they are, and how important it was to cherish both the good things and bad things in life. re-living the moment is useless if life's contentment only means a faked smile behind a breath full of misery.

i now have felt why i once lost and that finding the answer to a question within can only be answered by circumstances laid by God for a soul's benefit. and feel stronger for i stood for and for what i have planned.

i now feel the greatest difference of loving and being loved, that a heart must always be full of mutuality, not warm fuzzy feelings. that no matter what you do, at the end of the day, you are just another human.

i now have missed the good mornings after every good nights, and telling my self, it was all about something i had. that acceptance comes after saying the phrase what-if.

death is inevitable, irreversible, and most of all an opportunity. a chance to make the wrong things right, until one lie becomes the truth, that every glimpse make memories within, as always something new is seen to ponder on, to cherish.

after all, only then will one find an answer to an infinity of questions.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Pambihira ka pinoy... francis m.

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Pambihira ka pinoy... francis m.

pambihira ka pinoy // walang ibang katulad mo
pambihira ka pinoy // bilib sila sa husay mo
pambihira ka pinoy // ibang klase ka talaga
pambihira ka pinoy // buhay moy mahalaga
pambihira ka pinoy // kahit kanino sasabay
pambihira ka pinoy // kapit bisig kapit kamay
pambihira ka pinoy // kakaiba ang iyong dating
pambihira ka pinoy // walang tatalo sa galing

PAMBIHIRA...
kahit kalaban mo ay mabangis // ika'y hindi bumabagsak parang presyo ng langis
PAMBIHIRA...
kahit na hikahos ay pinipilit // kahit ang ulam mo'y isang linggo nang iniinit
PAMBIHIRA...
bilib ako sa 'yong pakikibak // kahit na walang laman ang tiyan pati pitaka
PAMBIHIRA...
kung magisip matalas matalim // kawangis mo ang rosas na sa semento nakatanim
PAMBIHIRA...
tipid ka sa pagkai't inumin // pero sumasarap ang ulam pag merong panauhin
PAMBIHIRA...
ang pang-uri na dapat lang gamitin // pambihira ka pinoy sabay sabay nating awitin

pambihira ka pinoy // walang ibang katulad mo
pambihira ka pinoy // bilib sila sa husay mo
pambihira ka pinoy // ibang klase ka talaga
pambihira ka pinoy // buhay moy mahalaga
pambihira ka pinoy // kahit kanino sasabay
pambihira ka pinoy // kapit bisig kapit kamay
pambihira ka pinoy // kakaiba ang iyong dating
pambihira ka pinoy // walang tatalo sa galing

PAMBIHIRA...
sapagkat siya ay mapayapa // nagdasal sa maykapal at sa tanke ay sumagupa
PAMBIHIRA...
sa harap ng krisis ay nakangiti // nakikipagharutan at ang lakas ng kiliti
PAMBIHIRA...
ang galing nyo sa kusina at pagluto // maya't maya ay ngumunguya sa diyeta ay di natuto
PAMBIHIRA...
sa bawat problema ay di natitinag // liwanag sa dilim sa bawat araw ng pagsinag
PAMBIHIRA...
sa angkin talino mo sila ay bilib // pumapasa ka kahit ika'y hindi nakikinig
PAMBIHIRA...
mga talento mo ay umaapaw // bumubulusok isang ganap na bulalakaw

pambihira ka pinoy // walang ibang katulad mo
pambihira ka pinoy // bilib sila sa husay mo
pambihira ka pinoy // ibang klase ka talaga
pambihira ka pinoy // buhay moy mahalaga
pambihira ka pinoy // kahit kanino sasabay
pambihira ka pinoy // kapit bisig kapit kamay
pambihira ka pinoy // kakaiba ang iyong dating
pambihira ka pinoy // walang tatalo sa galing

PAMBIHIRA...
lahat ginagawan ng paraan // kahit sa butas ng karayom pilit nyang idadaan
PAMBIHIRA...
lahat napaniwala mo sa kwento mo // lahat ay napahanga sa lahat ng naimbento mo
PAMBIHIRA...
sa digmaan handang mamatay // dugong nananalaytay ay handang ialay
PAMBIHIRA...
sa husay mo lahat ay nakinabang // lahat ay natawid mo sa tulay ng kahirapan
PAMBIHIRA...
kapag inaapi ika'y tahimik // magisang nagiisip sa isang tabi wlang imik
PAMBIHIRA...
kahit walang-wala kinaya mo // kahit kulang ang bigay sa 'yo lahat pinagkasya mo

pambihira ka pinoy // walang ibang katulad mo
pambihira ka pinoy // bilib sila sa husay mo
pambihira ka pinoy // ibang klase ka talaga
pambihira ka pinoy // buhay moy mahalaga
pambihira ka pinoy // kahit kanino sasabay
pambihira ka pinoy // kapit bisig kapit kamay
pambihira ka pinoy // kakaiba ang iyong dating
pambihira ka pinoy // walang tatalo sa galing

PAMBIHIRA...
kahit mahirap ika'y nagsikap // na mapagaan ang nakadagan sa 'yong balikat
PAMBIHIRA...
sa pamamagitan ng panalangin// kahit anong suliranin ay kaya mong kalabanin
PAMBIHIRA...
talo-talo pag meron diskusyon // pero nagkakaisa pag meron rebolusyon
PAMBIHIRA...
hindi umuurong sa mga hamo // sinasalubong kahit lagpas tao na ang alon
PAMBIHIRA...
ang hilig sa balot At asucena // pambihira umibig kaya anak mo'y 'san dosena

pambihira ka pinoy ... walang ibang katulad mo ...
pambihira ka pinoy ... bilib sila sa husay mo ...
pambihira ka pinoy ... ibang klase ka talaga ...
pambihira ka pinoy ... buhay moy mahalaga ...
pambihira ka pinoy ... kahit kanino sasabay ...
pambihira ka pinoy ... kapit bisig kapit kamay...
pambihira ka pinoy ... kakaiba ang iyong dating ...
pambihira ka pinoy ... walang tatalo sa galing ...

PAMBIHIRA...

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Random thought

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Random thought.

love for many, have always been a dedication, a covenant; one of the hardest matter to create, and the easiest to break. It has always been the meaning of balance, that can tip the scale of a life, and a life's worth...

Love as what it seemed, is a mystery, that conquer all multitudes of sin and pain. That even if it inflicts pain, you keep asking for more, not caring how and why, you just have to have a piece of that. Everything starts somewhere, and ends somewhere most of the time, and having thoughts of fullfilment is just immortal. Loving can make a slave out of a king, moutains rumble to the ground, as well as put the seas on fire. It can challenge immortality and the sands of time, yet it is the simplest matter the work can ever offer.

To love is learning how to balance, too much love can tip the scale as much as too less love does. Loving is a responsibility and a privilage, yet it is both a blessing and a curse. It is a gamble that everyone plays, many looses, yet in the lose, everyone merges as a winner.

Better yet to have loved then lost, than never to have loved; like what I said, it is a privilage. Love is the true meaning of sacrifice, that there is no greater love than sacrifice and to love unconditionally, is the true meaning of sacrifice.

Monday, April 20, 2009

F - Y - Y - F - F

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Yeah you!!!

Phuck You You Phucking Phuckers... at phucking last i can phucking say that with an open face ahahahaha.

well nothing much, fixya just welcomed me back. so expect another bum working hard for something important :)