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I cherish the way I write

When I’m inspired

But it’s the fascinating

Troubles and aches

Which made me

Fall madly

Deeply in love

With the pain it causes

Terribly

It seems real

Feel what I see

See what I feel

I stabbed my face the last time I fall asleep with a pen.

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You’re like nothing else to me but a shipwreck that’s full of mystery… the one that is quite you who’s been brought to me by the winds, by the waters, by the flames. We’re on the same ground now. We’re under constant storms… the one that is quite us who are both haunted by love that has not been chanted.

You are such the most symbolic form of sweetness. Most of them would think that I am composed of the bitter sands stirred in saltwater which when tasted, sour; yet you melted that belief. I could feel through you the shivers that make me feel comfortable even in the darkest hours. I could see a thousand colors in the dash of your existence. I could hear the painful music that would make me sway and forget all the hatred I have for myself. The world seems so alive while the other side is dead – but is striving to survive.

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Told You

If I would compile all the words left unsaid

I could build a mountain-piled sheets

There are these novels you have not read

Hidden as mystery of loud heartbeats

Others might think of love like it’s a fairytale

While I write the story of jitters and blurs

Terrified that ink stains on pages might fail

Sweet and sad revealing wonderful curse

Somebody has gotten no idea he’s being written

It is but fair to do so for I do not know, too

Telling you that I love you has been forbidden

You didn’t know and I hope I told you.

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A blessed Sunday

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This memo board actually started as a joke for my board mates. I dug out their profiles to extract these photographs that I posted. Kidding aside, I never thought this would be fun. Foolish fun, family fun, and whatever-rock-and-roll-to-the-world fun. I always say, who cares? We’re awesome!

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Weirdness is never new to me. I keep my words and stick to them… but it’s definitely not quite bad to break the rules. This is our house.

Now, getting back to what I am supposed to express in this post is a revelation that I could not yet utter as spoken words. I used to live a solitary life since I entered college. Independence has been granted. Sunday is me day. And such.

But why on Earth does this habit of exploring the world with my own eyes has to be shared with other people? Persons whom I could not even call as batch mates nor as school mates nor just as friends… Why not. It is one of the priceless moments when I would feel safe in the comfort of a home filled with people I just met for certain reasons. These are reasons that unfold unconsciously midst the days and nights of our togetherness.

Family – what heartily constitutes a blessed Sunday – renew wishes, revive hopes, strengthen beliefs, and most of all rebuild one’s self. Obviously, they aren’t strangers. As the saying goes, “Your family is your unchosen friends,and your friends are your chosen family”. We go to church together. We eat meals together. We accomplish tasks together. We tease each other. We find a zone where the discomfort of one another would be at ease. We simply accept our flaws and turn them even crazier. Here’s where you get bullied and you would still think it’s about appreciating genuine happiness.

There would be 24 hours in one day; seven days in one week; four weeks in one month; 12 months in one year… so on. Then I realize that as time passes by, these dears who have been playing a vital role to my life make it easier for me to hold on. They serve as a reminder that a family is not only built by a father and a mother but it is also a foundation of the love we have as brothers and sisters at heart.

People come and go. Others have stayed, like those five faces pasted on the board, while others still pay some visits. If ever you, guys, got a chance to read this… Go laugh at yourselves. Lol! We rock.

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One day you came

Lights of burning flame

Melted the frozen

Shadows of fallen

Unfathomable perhaps

It never lapsed

When waves rage

Uncrumpled page

Starts to drop

Back from top

‘Cause I know soon

Counts of moon

Once you said ‘hi’

Is another ‘goodbye’

Now wind blows

Nobody even knows

Even rhymes do

Fade like colors

Mute like sounds

Dropped by the pain

Of this strange feeling

We cannot even call

Love

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Happy birthday bruuuuuuh. :D

– For the second time around, I’m greeting another brother of mine with the same line. He even requested my mom to delay his birthday celebration for three days so that I can join them when I go home.

I wanted to greet you, dear brother A HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY. LOTS OF LOVE, GOD BLESS YOU! STAY SAFE AND COOL.

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Here is my younger brother, Rafael Ivan.

Perhaps he is not the very clingy type of person, I admire him for being a responsible and thoughtful child. He makes sure that the important people around him are well taken care of. He actually cares a lot even though there are times that he will not directly show it to us. I can say that in our brood, he is the most reserved and conservative person because he is usually the one who keeps his money well, and other stuffs that can testify to such statement. What is good about this is that he turns out to be resourceful. He cannot resist seeing his loved ones enduring difficulties so he finds ways to help as much as he can- indeed, a practical yet loving man. He always tries to work hard to achieve the goals he really wants. I am so proud that he is my brother. Yeah he may have the looks. He’s into sports, too. Similar to what I’ve said to my previous related post, I don’t tell it to him/ them too often because I am not fond of telling sentimental things to my family members. It gets too mainstream for me. As long as I know he has me and I have him, I’m sure I’ll strive for the best to succeed in our endeavor.

We used to grow up together so I know much about him. Now that I’m in college and I have to live away from them, I still do not forget the moments whenever we used to have our simple bonding (there will be small fights though oftentimes we collaborate with each other)- If they only know how much I miss them, how much they give me strength to continue fighting, how much they motivate me to be better and excel in everything that I do. I want to thank my brother for all the things he has sacrificed for me and for our family. I definitely would have to avoid the wrong path because I have yet to prove that this is all worth it and someday I’m going to pay him back. While we have each other, I can carry on.

 

Day and night

Rain or shine

I’ll find a light

That is divine

 

For you dear brother

Is the very reason why

Ate must be tougher

Struggles, I can defy.

 

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Sometimes I just want to get lost for a moment; but then I remember I can’t ditch chances one last time- we all get better than this.

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Happy birthday bruuuuuuh. :D

– Those were the only words I have posted on his facebook wall, and nothing else. I don’t think he would appreciate it very much if I put on some clingy messages and photos to show in public. What I am actually doing is to make a phone call to greet him. Perhaps I cannot explain that feeling when my siblings are having their birthdays consecutively and I’m not even home to celebrate with them.

I hope they understand. I hope they know that while I’m physically away, my heart is left with them. There’s not a day that I do not think of them whereas they are the foundation, the push, and the motivation that keeps me going.

Well, whoever you are reading this right now… I am warning you. The following texts are emotional. The writer has been carried away!

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY BROTHER! I LOVE YOU. GOD BLESS.

STAY SAFE. STAY COOL.

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Here is my youngest brother, Romson Simon.

He is our sweet little boy who will soon grow up into a man, still a very caring and loving man. In our brood, he is usually the most laid-back; but when he starts working on a task that he is really passionate about, he transforms into his creative and hardworking side. Also, he is a sporty kind of guy. He may be a mischievous child but he is thoughtful, too. He does not pretend for he tells what he thinks and means it. He is strategic more than the academic type of person when dealing with real life situations. I am quite proud of him and he does not know that. Why? Because we are not the ultimate showy people who praise each other. We frankly point out our flaws yet deep inside, we know we’re one another’s best.

I know him because we used to grow up together- one home, one family. Until the time came that I have to leave our house because I’m stepping into college. I miss my siblings so much but I do not tell them because I do not want to relive the feelings that can make them sad. Each time I feel that pain of not seeing them for months, I try my best to fight. I study hard to finish my schooling and find a job that will ideally support them. My mind has been set to give back to them every single thing that they have sacrificed for me. I owe them my life.

 

Day and night

Rain or shine

I’ll find a light

That is divine

 

For you dear brother

Is the very reason why

Ate must be tougher

Struggles, I can defy.

 

 

 

 

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Unraveling the Mystery of Love: Does This Even Exist in the World Where You Belong?

MY PERSPECTIVE ON Lacanian Perspectives on Love

I love you but what I’m loving you is that my love of myself seeing ‘me’ in you.” Does the typical belief of ‘what love is’ still co-exist with the stance that Lacan is trying to pursue unto his discussion of ‘what it truly is’? Can there be an agreement that love gets its single definition? Can there be one great unity as what our civilization is attempting? The article I’ve just read suggests that the answers are NO.

The lover and the love of this lover are elements of love. Their desire to be together to preserve each other’s life describes Sigmund Freud’s Erotic Instinct whereas it claims that attachment can eventually be destructive. It contradicts the idea that love is about wholeness and harmony for this must consist the differences between the elements in order for it to be true. Then, is there a love that is false? Inauthentic is how it has been termed. A displacement occurs where there is a case of mistaken identity; and this is what the Lacanian theory talks about- that transference love is an imaginary passion that becomes an obstacle to the analysis.

When the elements of love focus on the feeling of sameness instead of the difference, the relation deems to be narcissistic whereas the subject sees the perfection of himself/herself to the object; and the subject becomes an object worthy of love. This creates the illusions of “falling in love” which is not real because it only reflects the reality of an ego that is imaginary. Freudian idea of love is self-love: We love the one who harbors response or the response to the question ‘Who am I?’ Lacan used to say that Jacques-Alain Miller depicts that to love is to give what you haven’t got. In the subject of emptiness, the lack of one’s being is recognized and is given to the Other.

To really love someone is to believe that by loving them, you’ll get truth about yourself.” Passionate love produces ‘psychological catastrophe’ and it is a mistake because adverse effects will soon emerge. It is a ‘deceptive feeling that should be overcome’. It is only when the true nature of love is realized and when one is freed from its affects that the ego will be healthier and more mature.

Aside from being imaginary, love is also characterized by symbolic register which illustrates that it is impossible to express such love without the use of language: People do not love if they don’t talk about love. There is no love if there is no speech and if one does not speak, he/she does not love- because it has turned to be a demand from the fundamental desire of a subject for the other. Ego is altered as there is something to be shared upon; while the Subject appeals to the Other and this Other responds to that Subject.

Based on specificity and particularities, I love you but because I love you that which is not you; I mutilate you– subject says. The object itself is ruined just as how love itself is lacking and inadequate. Can the search for wholeness by finding the one who would fill the gap or lack of human being be called love? It is within Lacanian perspective… that love is the subject’s perception of the object of desire and its sublimation. Love relies on what other lacks and not on what the other has concludes that ‘oneness is an impossibility’. The love which many people believe that they feel and experience does not actually exist for it is only a form of compensation when the sexual relation finds its deficiency.

As for my point of view, I can assert that Miss Darlene Demandante, the writer of the article (and speaker in the symposium), has made such a substantive compilation on how the thinkers who are mentioned earlier have been philosophizing on love. The ideas have varying degrees of greatness to an extent that apprehension can still be comprehensive for it does not insist on agreeing upon a collectivized official meaning of love. It does not necessarily require that all of the people who will ask about the essence of love shall come up with one idea and be contented about it.

What the texts are trying to say grant me the knowledge to broaden my horizon that I may deeply understand that love is a complex matter. It can be explained by anyone yet nobody can fully achieve its definition. To some philosophers, love is a problem that needs to be resolved. While romance doesn’t care about the technicalities, scholars continue to seek for contemplation, and commoners are persistent to inquire about it… I will remain consistent with my belief that love exists. There are reasons and results just like how causes and effects work together. Explanations may arise; I still believe that love exists for majority of us know that while it is here, we can possibly endure what pains us; because at the end, it’s our mindset that really matters. Faith has its stronghold that binds things in the most undeniable form.

Perhaps I have high respect to those intellects who have critically scrutinized their topic. I can decide whether or not I will fully believe to that matter they have just explained. The discussion is quite commendable yet there are instances that cross the borders of what I think are already covered by the off-limits. Yes, it is true that human emotions can change the course of analysis because it is immeasurable. This may sound so simple of a factor to consider but to humanity, it plays a great role that no man or woman has discovered yet.

That is why it is called “perspectives”, isn’t it? It is based upon a particular standpoint. Defying the locks that imprison the notion of love inside a mystical cell is like attempting to discover when the death is approaching, to defeat an enemy that is not even there, to spend a lifetime exploring about what has really been making sense and if it is even significant at all.

Where do you stand? Have you even tried positioning yourself? Have you even asked what is it with love that we allot our time thinking about it when in fact, not everyone is sure if it really exists as how we ought to feel, experience, and believe it in our own ways?

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When Wounds Whirled Wisdom

Just, never get tired of trying. Positivity, persistence, and patience are what you need to keep on track. Don’t lose that sense of wonder you’ve been holding on for too long. You’ve not been this far to stop and acquire nothing. You might feel down for a while but that does not mean staying in the darkness. Another day will come and you will find new reasons to continue searching for the light. You will realize that everything pays off. Of course you wouldn’t like to harvest rotten fruits at the end of the season, would you?

So smile! Yes, you who’s reading this right now. Why should you?

Because you are wonderful…

for waking up this morning even if you feel like laying down all day

for pursuing the plans you’ve drafted the last time you feel excited

for beaming like how the sun shines to everyone on your way

for cheering up the vibes though you already feel exhausted

for staying in tune with the path that you have chosen

for striving despite the verdicts’ eyes on your acts

for struggling while heat seems so frozen

for risking across a myriad cracks

for fighting with all your heart

for trying with all your might

for breathing until tonight

 

Remember that while there are things which make you feel you’re not worthy enough, there also exist these bases which are going to support your claims come what may. Perhaps you will doubt yourself but there are proofs that exist to persist in believing that you actually can attain your goals. All you need is faith; for if you have it, the world will never be ceased to be amused by your masterpieces. Once you learn to accept yourself is the moment you discover a perspective that will open your eyes to possibilities. The worries and fears holding you back will no longer suffice. No harm will keep you from resisting a passionate urge expected to embark upon.

Every day is a new beginning. It empowers you to gain the strength that you need for you to be able to win over the treacherous beast within. Wake up your spirit and fall in love with your dreams all over again. Seek what makes you happy: then go for it. Make use of the lessons that the battle of life has taught you. Sustain the weapons for you must not lose. Give it all your best and leave the rest to Him.

Wounds are temporary yet wisdom remains beyond your capacity for ever. The pain will soon be over.

 

 

 

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