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A Love That Stays Forever

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In memory of the noble Shirley Temple. (This post is not all about her but I find it as a way to put some touch of her quotable line into an account that I’m going to share this time.)

There’s nothing like real love. Nothing.

Based on the paper that is written by a professional degree holder I’ve read about De-Psychologization of Love, here comes Alain Badiou’s Conditions in a Philosophy course, quoted in the first page: “The relative poverty of all that philosophers have said about love, I am convinced of that, is because they have tried to explain it through either psychology or theory of passions”. – wherein it takes a lot of time and effort to catch a glimpse of how love is defined in one of the most critical sense. True love, I’ve learned is not: 1. Classical which separates two persons from being a compensation of one another. 2. Romantic which is centered on one’s self trying to dominate the other person. 3. Child birth being the primary motivation disguised as Eroticism which devaluates the meaning of family emergence.

What captures the truth in love is by being ‘Two’. Love is built from the differences where a man and a woman find each other… Love is nothing other than an exacting series of enquiries into the disjunction, into the Two. Disregard all these texts starting from “Based on the paper…” until “… into the  Two” because for now, I do not use it as a point of view.

To my one and only Dear Family,

Everything I do, I do it for you.

Lolo and Lola. Do you have an idea of how much you give me strength? Perhaps I also cannot measure but I can feel it whenever I struggle against the raging storms that scare me. I manage to pass through darkness because I know that the light I can gather will brighten up your days.

Dad and Mom. Do you have an idea of how much you keep me going? Perhaps I also cannot measure but I can feel it whenever I skirmish getting up from stumbling. I handle myself to overcome the fears that might obstruct my vision of you being proud of me.

Tita. Do you have an idea of how much you trigger me to be hopeful? Perhaps I also cannot measure but I can feel it whenever I stay still spite of rejections. I stand across the whirling winds and ‘carry on’ for I don’t want you to see me weak, for I don’t want you to sense it.

Ivan, Romson, Angel. Do you have an idea of how you motivate your Ate? Perhaps I also cannot measure but I can feel it whenever I wake up and say ‘never quit’. I used to seem tough to sustain each stride I take today because it is my gift for you to experience a better life tomorrow.

I hope you all understand that there is some point in our life when I have to be apart from you, the people who matter to me the most; but that does not make me love you any less. I don’t always want to show you a vulnerable side of me because I don’t want to share this pain that I endure right now. It feels so sad to be alone but I never tell you. I never tell you I cry every night; instead, I answer your calls with a laugh. I don’t usually tell you I am tired, and sleepy, and hungry; instead, I tell you I’ll take a rest later. I cannot tell you that I failed a quiz; instead, I spend more hours to review my notes. I will not explain to you how hardly it takes me to get my tasks done; instead, I let you think I enjoyed them. I may not describe you how frightening it is for me to face some situations; instead, I go to church and pray. Those are the things I do everyday to take your worries away.

Let us believe that our sacrifices are making sense little by little. ‘Be the good girl I always have to be’ is the line that flashes towards me. God is with us facing the trials. He doesn’t just make them lighter loads for us, but He joins us against all odds. I ask Him, not of any amount, not of any gadget, not of any boyfriend. I ask Him to tell you that I temporarily miss you. I ask Him to show you how much I Love You. I ask Him to guide us as He never failed to stay with us in good times and in bad times. I ask Him health and safety that we may all continue living our lives to the fullest. I have yet to show you how grateful I am to nurture this kind of love inside of me- the world of no condition and of no hesitation that I will forever prove you… that each of the member of the family I belong to… plays a role of significance in performing a legendary story on this stage of nothing but perfect fantasies fused into reality.

The day will come when financial concerns won’t bother you anymore; when the house of your dream becomes our home; when old furniture will be replaced with ideal ones; when we can be supplied completely by material things we both need and want; when working is no more an obligation for I must pay you with comfort; when we may be able to help other people, too, in their circumstances and help raise themselves the way we strive for ours. Amid all these, we shall never cease to praise our glorious God.

Someday, dear family, we can live happily… ever after. I offer to you a love that stays forever.

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Men in Bulletproof

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“It’s hard to wait around for something you know might never happen; but it’s harder to give up when you know it’s everything you want.” –Anonymous

I honestly messed up a little today that it is difficult for me to enumerate all the things that I had trouble with. ‘Lessons learned’, as usual. These circumstances weren’t totally destructive to a person’s life. Definitely I complain and rant less as time passes by not just because people around me were too busy to listen, but because I do not find the use of these unessential things in my daily living. Nowadays, I’m trying to focus on what else I can do rather than regret what I could have done in the past- this is it for this day!

The photo is a depiction of my future self; although I considered that ‘that dream of mine’ is already being lived, I am still looking forward that I’m going to make it happen for real (as a professional) when time comes, with God’s grace. This article that I post today is actually about “Campus Journalism: Championing Ethics in Social Media” that I wrote back when I was in high school (Although there were lots of errors and ambiguities that can be found if I actually proofread this from a collegiate viewpoint, I still chose to preserve the way I’ve written it when I was younger). For me, it’s worth sharing because I believe that this is a tiny but sweet appreciation to our passionate young journalists- which can also apply to the role of adults whose expertise is Journalism.

Men in Bulletproof

“… As in war, it is easy to be a sniper and kill somebody from a long distance since the target is not aware of the sniper’s presence until the last minute…”

[quoted from: Responsibility of social media UGNAYAN By Manny L. Garcia (The Philippine Star) | October 28, 2012]

Freedom is a once-in-a-lifetime privilege we were all given access to. As a Filipino under the rule of a democratic country, I inhabit so many chances of expressing myself. Speech communication, public speaking, broadcasting, recitals, and much more. With these actions being disseminated through the public, I should be held responsible enough to face the consequences that lie ahead. Some skills I could have acquired might be listening to sounds few could only hear and viewing such scenes nobody else sees. This is something special because I am a campus journalist.

Internet. Television. Radio. Mobile phones. Four resources out of a myriad count of devices from which updates and information were being looked at. For positive instances, it could either be the root of knowledge, source of inspiration, or means of entertainment to most of the people- but everything has been set with limits. Reflecting on how I perceive a dimension of what is being viewed by the public was just the half of the actual situation. Reminiscent of the ‘Amalayer’ girl’s viral video wherein it garnered higher views on Youtube than the posted videos of their interview on what has really happened. Mon Tulfo’s encounter with Raymart Santiago with his wife Claudine Barretto in an airport wherein the riot between the opposing camps was being recorded yet it is not everyone who knows what happened before the altercation. Posted videos of a traffic enforcer berated by a motorist, and a restaurant cashier being assaulted by a man because of a mistake in asking him his food bill.

Our society has its values slowly depleting. It is a fast-paced world where judgments come hitting from those who are one-sided, living just the half of the truth. Social networking can bring harm, too. While the issue has been depicted, jury is then dictated. Like shots of firearms on its speed unto an inquiry of thrown misconducts against victims of injustice.

As a Campus Journalist, I know what lies ahead. If others cannot be responsible by themselves, I am well-informed that I am skilled to take a lead in conducting them the guidance they need. Lines of defense are just there in case of morality degradation. It is the role of Campus Journalism to remain track in protecting the rights of our fellowmen and providing safety from threatened reputations. We are practiced as responsible citizens, who no matter what and no matter when could risk ourselves and spend our life in service of others. Stakes are risen and we must acknowledge the value in preserving the Human Rights.

Bullets may be fired but the endurance of pain is the strength that we gather from our fellowmen. Social media is a provider of hope and not of despair. Campus journalists boost morality and make them realize what defines dignity. We are the Men in Bulletproof.

Dare to call us in case of emergency.

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