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Between God and NomadsPerhaps my genetic make-up has not gotten over the grain of ancestral instincts that is within me - that nomad - the very same being that has always set foot to 'somewhere else' when 'here' doesn't work so good. It is that very same fear and repulsion I have, that perhaps I'm becoming backward with my life.
But let me see...
The backward fashion of constantly moving is no different from the same fashion of constantly changing - and thus keeping us forward.
But what I really want to say is...
That I am filled with gratitude despite the fact that most things go against my will. I am still filled with gratitude, because no matter where I am, no matter where I go, God always graces me, maybe not with a paved and smooth road, but people to walk the road with. And amazing that with these people, no matter how short or how long I have had the chance to know them - they create a remarkable impression on me. It is amazing, that even in variable times, I am graced with people who educate me, wit
Beautiful Little ThingsI watch you
You chant my eyes
As you trickle down my window
You fog the pane
As you obscure my sight
And paint my world in a gentle diffuse
I feel you
Even when you are not around
As you bring chill to me
You remind me of everything
Because you were constant
And you always came
You make life beautiful
With just music and a book
You are the rain
And you are beautiful
Every time you fall
The Makati ComplexShe was the enthusiastic go-getter. She will conquer the corporate world, she thought to herself. Her mantra was impossible to dissuade: "When the going gets tough, the tough gets going." Surely, she was tough, she will keep going.
The public transport was no problem with her. If someone pushes her, she'll push two more in front of her. Pay it forward, she watched the film, read the book. Now she's doing it.
It was a good year, she thought to herself. She landed herself in a big multinational company, boasting with pride and ego. Probably ignorant, disinterested, oblivious of the fact that she feeds on the company's scraps. I told you she was idealistic. I told you she's impossible to dissuade. She's simply an egomaniac - and it works well for her. To each their own, a saying goes.
She knew how to go about everything, she was very street smart. She had everything calculated. She knew how to do the politics. If there was something she did not know, she is quick to her feet to learn them
UnbecomingAnyone will easily fit in them
But they will never fit to anyone
They are just far too big
- The shoes you are wearing
That your feet will grow larger
And those soles will eventually custom you
Is a dead philosophy
- your feet have already grown full
The shoes you are wearing
Are far too large, large
That you have failed to notice
The people you step onto, as you brush past
The shoes are far too large, large
Large enough to contain
Your insecurities, your pride
Your megalomania, and everything else you put in line
Take them off, the shoes you are wearing
Look no longer down, but forward
They are far too large
You fit in them, like anyone would
But no, to no one, they fit to none.
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