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05/12/10

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“Life was raging all around me and every moment was magical. I loved all the people, dealing with all the contradictory impulses - that’s what I loved the most - connecting with the people. Looking back, that’s all that really mattered.”

 

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(Irene, 19, mother of two and her kikiaman)

 

nothing can take the place of  every kindness and friendliness street vendors, security guards, drivers, konduktors and everyday people have given me. im always inspired by every Filipino who finds dignity in providing the needs of their families be it material or not. i always cherish the short yet moving talks i share with young people who work for burger stands or old men in the bus all excited to tell me their tales. one thing i am very much proud of being here is the irreplaceable fact that no matter how challenging the times are, i belong to a happy race. or better yet, a nation that always tries to chuckle.

 

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(Benjamin from Oldenburg, Germany and Tagay from Malapascua, Cebu)

 

surprising and magical arrivals of people have melted my heart, have even proved me not only once, not twice— that there is so much mystery and surrealism in the world. but in the end it all boils down to one TRUTH: life is beyond beautiful. it sucks balls sometimes but it always fondles you in ways you never expected but ways that CAN make you better than you have ever imagined. and in this spehere of flights and departures, being able to brace that space for arrivals can somehow keep you grateful despite the thin air between dreams and realities.

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(beloved gboy and Karen)

(amigo Ani and sis Kai)

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and there are people who were born to be your family and friends. you feel blessed when one day, you realize that they love you not because they have to but JUST BECAUSE. they stay. they shake you to discomfort due to conflict of interests but they are still there when the whole place flew away and you’re left in the cold.

 

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(singgit kids )

 

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(youngest playmates )

then, you find your self surrounded by little dreamers. reminders of your very self. happy kids. that more than mingling with them in a house of 7, you learn with them outside the school classrooms and inside the heart of the spirit of community, social responsibility and childlike awe.then, you begin to ask your self: can i share more? or can i dream more than what i am supposed to? 

 

then you nod.

 

because after all the splashed masses of land, the pristine waters and warm shores, the mighty trees and the summer-browned meadows all over, it’s PEOPLE and your hearstrings with them which make you believe:

there is no other life to waste because you’ll make the most out of what you have now. 

 

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Previous Comments

” there is no other life to waste because you’ll make the most out of what you have now”

tin, you are inspiring in more ways than one. you top the “People I Respect and Admire” list.

keep on doing what you love doing and it will emanate to the people around you.

Posted by yowee at May 12, 2010, 7:05 pm

Heart-touching view of an artist. Simple but pure. It makes the reality of life beautiful and worth fighting for.

Posted by Masai at May 12, 2010, 7:37 pm

TY!!

By the way, have you ever heard about yummy-cebu.com? I hear they just finished a new contest called Mama’s day out!

Posted by Tony B. at May 13, 2010, 7:53 am

“and there are people who were born to be your family and friends. you feel blessed when one day, you realize that they love you not because they have to but JUST BECAUSE. they stay. they shake you to discomfort due to conflict of interests but they are still there when the whole place flew away and you’re left in the cold.”

IGO akong selfish self :( this made me cry, tin :)
thanks for writing this. labsshhooo!

Posted by vonay at May 29, 2010, 6:14 pm

siya

 

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she likes seashore naps and the view of everything from the bus window. she likes tiny moments and the small spaces between faces when people talk.

 

sometimes, she wakes up to that odd feeling of being a fallen leaf, an old tree, an azotea or a waitress somewhere-- talking to a taxicab driver about that random song on the radio.

 

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 poetry as visual art

 powets do kick ass

 iPud (ako, too)

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and this. a proof that:

how you see LIFE is how

you actually see YOUR self.


 

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maddening spurt:

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 “The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”

 

-Jack Kerouac-