Habang ang daigdig ay umiinog
At parating kalahati nito'y natutulog,
Ako'y isang tagahangang laging nakatunghay
Sa'yong bawat tagumpay.

Hinahanap ka sa bawat sandali
Sana ay masulyapan kang muli
Dahil ang puso ko'y hindi na makali

You lived before monotheistic religion existed. How did you know there was a God?

I’ve always believed in God, even when others didn’t. I remember getting up early as a young boy and watching the morning sun light up the mountains as if they were on fire. It stirred something inside me, and I remember thinking, “There must be something that made all this beauty.” Or I’d see the moonlight dancing on the ripples in the Euphrates River at night, and local people would say it was a moon god, but that didn’t quite sit right with me. So it didn’t surprise me when the Lord showed up on my doorstep one day. Looking back on it, I think he’d been calling to my heart for a long time.

One of your defining moments was when God made a covenant with you. What do you remember about that moment?

Actually, I remember my fear more than anything else. Looking back, I wish I’d had more faith. But the Lord had promised so many things that seemed, in my mind, impossible. Most of my life I’ve been afraid. Afraid that things were too good to be true. Afraid that my land or my wife or my life would be snatched by desert raiders or evil foreign leaders. I’m ashamed to admit this now, but I had trouble believing that the covenant promises would come true.

So what changed?

It all changed that night. I brought the cow, goat, ram and birds and cut each in half as God directed. Traditionally, I would have walked between the two sections as a pledge to keep my promise. But I fell into a deep sleep and saw a vision of a blazing torch passing between the animal pieces. It was God taking the covenant walk, telling me that he would never break his promises! My heart leaps with joy whenever I remember that vision.

Another defining moment of your life had to be the near sacrifice of Isaac. How did you know that God was going to come through when he told you to **** your son?

I can’t begin to put into words the anguish I felt on that long, three-day journey. And tying Isaac to the altar was more difficult than you could ever imagine. But I had courage because God had already proven to me that he was a God of life. He had helped my wife Sarah—who had never been able to have children—to have a son. I knew he was a miracle-working, life-creating God. The only way I was able to fathom the thought of driving a knife into my son was that I knew Yahweh was fully capable of bringing life back into being.

this isn't a poem
because i don't even know how to write such
maybe this is more like a rant
to ask
why did you suddenly block me on all of your social media accounts?

There can only be getting used to
But there's no getting over you.

https://youtu.be/kO_vKrVxGJM

"Freestyle Troubleshooting"

- crying is something you're supposed to never be ashamed about. it doesn't make a man a lesser *****! (or a woman, to avoid sexism, but the metaphor doesn't fit.. but i know you get it, so anyway) It is an added bookmark in your memory to remember the times you pushed up your pain threshold meters in your Bookmarked How-To's (i.e. how-to-take-heartbreaks)

- no, it is not just about crying.
nor just an eye bawling, emo, event

- but it is something to be remembered when you need to revisit a lesson to help resolve another problem.

- in most cases, the number of cryings you've had is almost equal to the number of times you've flourished your pain endurance. plus, the hardest part of all is the very moment you're currently there ; boy! you were struggling! it is when you're in the darkness before dawn.

It is the moment of breaking to rebuild...

...because that is how you're supposed to fix another unusual glitch--DECONSTRUCTION.

Let me tell you the technical rationale for this troubleshooting process, nevertheless:

1. Reboot.
- like every other clichés in the world, sometimes the simplest solution is the best one.
- have you tried rebooting? restarting anew?
- except, maybe, you're in PONR (point of no return)

2. Observe and Define
- check for chronic re-occurring symptoms
- You. Need. To. Be. Objective.
- produce reflections on answers for why, how, when and the what-if's and what-could-have-been's

3. Isolate and Process of Elimination
- have some time for yourself. they need not to be so glorious, tho.
- you can try going on a vacation or drink yourself to death or try uppers and downers then find someone to mess with. but whatever you do, never forget that it is only a vacation when you can go back home.
- "where do broken hearts go," like how Whitney Houston asked. but they forget to "...find their way home."
- your home is your family and and your real friends
- take the opportunity to eliminate those you think were just there for you during easy times
- go back home

4. Set logical troubleshooting hierarchy.
- resolve one basic fault at a time.
- go through the steps (refer to Six Degrees of Separation by The Script).
- the point is to exert effort to get better, though, crying an ocean.

5. If all else fail (and i know it will) call Tech Support. He's open 24/7. He's best reachable anytime and anywhere by all means of communication. (Psalm 34:18)

- jel

They exist in two opposite worlds like how different day and night, relatively

She lives and wakes up on Twitter
while he lives on Facebook

they quit both accounts in the end, though.

She leaves at 4AM
and he leaves at night.

Although they both experience the everyday same and insane traffic jams,

she passes Taft Avenue
but he passes EDSA,

like how LRT 1 and MRT are of different paths

( and his only chance of getting bumped into her is the crossing in-between Taft Ave Station and Pasay Station, when her going-homes intersect with his OTW's, but still not because chances are always a little late).

While he likes the Greens, if you know what i mean, jah man!
and he's blabbering crap masquerading as a Business English
she likes shaping young souls of a Green University.
She owns the mind of a brilliant wise woman and the kindest heart of all-- an old soul.

it's like how different Heaven and Earth
and like how different convenience stores and coffee shops
concrete jungles vs. campus quadrangles
like pen and paper and computer keyboards

wondering if they both cross each other's mind
in the end, they're too far away to meet half-way

- jel

She's an artsy and grammar-****.
Smart is she and strict.

The real-deal Ms. Tapia with the face of an angel.

I was here suffering during those days, too. My life was never been so ****** up more than you know. And though I barely know how to pray anymore, I was constantly praying for you.. since it was the only thing I can do for you and I hate myself because of that. I've done almost everything in between binge-watching iyashikei anime series to psychedelia and uppers just to somehow escape from missing you because, along with my yearning to disappear,  you're always on my mind

every.
single.
day.

I was here during those days, too and posting public posts hoping that you might, maybe, spend a fraction of your spare time and read them because I wanted to let you know that I didn't really leave and I was just here willing to do anything just in case you needed anything. I was here during those days, with my brain fried, head-tripping and pretending I was beside you along the way.

I'm just here currently stuck at 5th degree like how The Script said it.

sementadong seldang pagkakapiit
magdamagang tinutuligsa ng halimaw, ng kanyang gunita,
sa kanyang pag-iisa.
pagpupuyat sa tanghaling tapat
at pagtatampisaw sa sinag ng bilog na buwan
ilang araw pa kaya ang lilipas?
at sino pa kaya ang may kayang magligtas sa kanya?

kung ito man ay dagundong ng marubdob na panaghoy
tiyak din ay pabulong paghuhumiyaw nang walang saysay
siguro'y pagsusuka ng mga salitang walang kabuluhan;
pagaaksaya ng mga pariralang parang sitsiryang walang sustanya
mainam din namang makapaghayag ng saloobin kahit paminsan-minsan

ako'y halang at hangal
huwad at duwag
isang palalong inutil na manlilinlang
tuod, tulig,
nakukultang utak
at bibig na pugad ng kasinungalingan

kung may sasakit pa na ako'y sunugin,
mainam ding ako'y balatan ng buhay,
hubad na ibilad sa kahihiyan
at panatilihin akong humihinga pa rin.
pakiusap, gawin mo ito ng paulit-ulit hanggang sa ika'y manawa
upang kahit paano'y maramdaman ko ang sakit na idinulot ko sa iyo
at huwag na huwag kang maaawa
dahil ang kapatawaran sa akin ay karanyaang hindi dapat
naisin at panalangin kong pabalang
na buhay ko'y kitilin na lamang,
ngunit sa taong tulad ko, maging parusang kamatayan hindi sapat

alam kong pagbabayaran ko ito ng malaki
dahil hindi kita sinuklian ng mabuti
kaya't marapat lang na ito'y aking pagdusahan
binigo kita, babaeng pinakamamahal ko
at hinding hindi ko mapapatawad ang aking sarili

kung pahinulutan sana ng Maykapal na kahit huling saglit ay maibalik,
batid kong imposible man din,
mahal na mahal na mahal pa rin kita

Sa sobrang saya,
nakakatakot na.

Ali ku balu nung nanung sabyan ku keni
Kaya sabyan ku namu siguru ing daramraman ku
Lilinto kung murit
Atsu ka kening isip ku aldo-aldo
Apapaninap da ka keng pamagtudtud ku
Miss na miss da na ka rugu!

Happy Teacher's day!

Happy birthday!

You are perhaps the cutest creature I have ever seen.
Ever.
When you laugh, your eyes outflow exponential expanses of cuteness that liquifies my heart.

I love your laugh
It resounds in my head.
I love the glint your eyes create
But I love you much more than these;
although sometimes I hate your encyclopedic grammar-**** state of mind

But

it paradoxically makes me, all the more, fall in love with you nonetheless.

I also love to sleep recently.
For when I sleep, you were always there beside me.
Just like last night. I was holding your hand
And I did not want to let go
I wish I got stuck there forever.
With you

Then I woke up.

Happy birthday.
I love you.