Archive for the ‘Philosophy of Men’ Category

Mar
5

Cognitive Dissonance on the End of Days

A massive 9.0 magnitude earthquake hits Japan March 11, 2011 and caused an unprecedented tsunami. Having a few family members currently living in Japan, I was carefully monitoring the events all night.

With an earthquake that powerful, I’m certain the tsunami that would follow would be huge, but I never realized it fully until I saw it. When I did see it online, it was unimaginable. I was shaking my head with its monstrosity. It was surreal.

In one footage I  saw a guy standing on top of a trailer truck, both his hands on his waist looking outwardly towards the oncoming giant wave carrying mixed debris of ships, houses, cars, and i think…  people. Continue Reading…

Feb
1

The Days of Future Past

The more I looked upon this blank piece of molten clay, the more I try to figure what to come up with it. I was speculating into its being, trying to grasp its white essence from its grayish hue.

I wanted to mold it according to my likeness, like a doting father would want for his own. Or perhaps leave it alone, and have itself shaped by the elements, good or bad it may become.

Everyday every life, each of us yearns to go the distance, discover and explore new worlds and mingle with the universe. We go and find places and faces and we bask in the shimmering diversity like nature does itself.

The more colors we find, the more beautiful the rainbow and the sunset will be. Continue Reading…

Jul
10

My Twisted Pinkie

I broke my pinky today.

I was eating my favorite dish earlier when I heard a very cute little crack. I thought it was just some accidental discharge of unnecessary but very little emission that was part of my personal contribution to the earth’s greenhouse gases,  so I just shrugged it off.

After a few minutes, one of my fingers felt like it was dipped in frozen yogurt imported from the North Pole.

Weird. And the picture didn’t give much justice. Continue Reading…

Dec
4

The Dawn of A New Life

This year comes as a new dawn, the beginning not just of a new year, but of a new life. But as always, not without the remnants of the baggage past.

This time last year I was in and out of the hospital. Teams of doctors were trying to figure out what is that thing that shall not be named, only to find out that they couldn’t.

Several specialists took their chances, only to realize that even if they want to fail, they wouldn’t have a chance.

My bills have since mounted, rather incredulously. My body had since recuperated, rather unhurriedly. My immune system at its lowest in my thirty-seven years of existence that at times I certainly feel like I was five. You see I was a sickly kid. Being a menopause baby had its kicks. Continue Reading…

Dec
8

Overkilling Maguindanao

Maguindanao Martial Law

Some conspiracy theorists had it coming.

They theorized that the Maguindanao Massacre might be a ploy to justify the issuance of a declaration of Martial Law. Besides, they say, the alleged culprits, the Ampatuans, are known to be supporters of the Arroyo administration.

Far-fetched at it may seem to be, I remember the same argument of post 9-11 conspiracy theorists that argue up to this day that the Bush administration’s and the neocons of Washington had something to do with the 9-11 attack.

And given the Arroyo family’s unsatiable thirst for power and plunder, it may not be so hard to think so. Continue Reading…

Jun
11

The Last of A Dying Breed

a dying breedI have traveled the Great Plains…

With endless corn fields and cascading hills of greens. I saw the crops sway back and forth with the invisible afternoon breeze. I could see more cows than people. But the people are friendlier and very eager to see another soul.

The skies are always clear, free of polluted haze and glares of some big intimidating city. It was all peace and quiet here, but as serene and tranquil as the place can be, this is just not for me.

I have come across the deserts… With endless stacks of sands and hot cracks of molten rocks. Miles and miles I have yet to see humans, just critters and crawling lizards. The land was so arid and dry it never knew water existed. Continue Reading…

Jun
17

Beauty Needs No Reason

nebulaOn my middle aged quest to find meaning, I turned to astronomy.

The heavenly blue skies ended where the emptiness of space started. There lies my physical limitations and began jump-starting my imaginations. Where will we be in the near future? Can we travel to distant galaxies and still find meaning?

I didn’t find meaning but I did found ethereal beauty, the indescribable beauty of the heavenly bodies. Be it a mindful creation of a magnanimous being, an unbelievable accident caused by mere chance, or a billion year process of evolution, I simply don’t care. Continue Reading…

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