Unfortunato

Usually, change is good, unless occurring at the wrong instance. Change is an unstoppable phenomenon that the world outrageously put into existence. As if intentionally happening on the most unlikely moments, surprising us with the dilemma it causes.
I call them “unfortunate events.”

Life is a series of unfortunate events and it happens in sequels.

Misfortunes happen. They are consequences of previous mischievous acts, or choices born of some personal basis. Despite the warnings of the onset of such misfortune, it could also be brought about by change, or could be any random reason for its existance. But there is a reason why misfortunes happen, as everything else does.

Sooner or later reasons will unfold, but only for those who patiently endured the suffering and strong enough to accept things.

No one said it will be easy to make it through, but it is darn possible. Two things: learn believe in yourself, especially in the big guy up there. At the same time, do everything possible, as much as you can to overcome this “unfortunato”, do it all. With certainty, in perfect timing, and for the right reasons.

If you’ve done and given it all and there’s nothing left more to do, you’ve given them all, it drained every will in you, you’re exhausted and wound-up, but still you are unfortunate, then surrender and accept defeat with no self-pity but with pride. You did not fail, you just didn’t win. It doesn’t mean that it is not meant for you, rather you deserve something so much better. Life will favor them to you, in time.

It is not written in the stars nor does destiny foretold where would we be or where we’re supposed to be, what will we have or what we don’t have, not even what we will lose. We chart our own paths, we make our own ways, we choose and nothing intervenes with our choices. Everything that happens is a mere reflection of our decisions, no one is to be blamed, not even fate. Misfortunes happen not because the universe told so, but because of your decisions in the past.

Eventually, unfortunate events end. There may be a sequel but even unfortunate events are good stories. They leave memories that only time can delete and messages only experiences can send, all for a good cause albeit in an unpleasant manner.

After all the deletion is done and lesson learned, a stronger spirit emerges, a better person comes forth, and an inspiration arises for those who knows the story. Looking back will be liberating: that you were once in that abyss and escape was just a matter of sleep.

I Miss You

Movies ridicule me with insane taglines like this, “I miss you so much that it would hurt”. Or those love stories with themes centred in leaving, separation, goodbyes, letting go and hurting. They’re like children wanting candy so badly, crying themselves to sleep with the “hurt” they “feel”, as if it’s the only thing they can do! Well I say, “Immature imbeciles”.

And what’s the deal with stupid love songs, don’t get me started on those, one blog isn’t enough. How they sing their feelings of longings, loneliness, wishes, regrets, memories, and love. They sounded odd for me and humoured me with their oddity.

“Lunatics”, I say.

I never believed in love and the idiocy it causes to people, to me.
I was a critic then of this “insanity” (as I see), until love whacked me on the face, whacked me hard.

Then, my perspective changed.

Those “ridiculous” things that I criticized before, (I hated them for being so soft!) I thought they were just exasperations, exaggerations.

Getting myself situated in the cosmos of love, I feel like those artistic expressions of love and misery (such as my blog) aren’t perfect parallel translations of how I really feel. All these seemed to be insufficient forms to define my bursting emotions inside.

I miss you, I’m going to miss you more, and I can’t do anything about it.

I sounded soft, and it feels good.

I’m not pathetic, naive, or a hypocrite, I’m just in love, so in love, that’s all. And I'm not stopping.

Humorous Life

Life humors us of what it does to us. How random it can be, how vague it is. Extreme opposites can be experienced in one dwelling, maximum difficulty, extreme happiness in one life scenario.

Everyday there is change and this occurs after you have just adjusted.
Example, after surpassing a great challenge, then brings you out-front of another one; more difficult and what makes it worse is that you're there, without an option, barely standing steadily, badly wounded, and unarmed.

Or this maybe, there are already blueprints of how your cornerstones should be made, but then, fate does not want that and detours you into another one that is very unfamiliar to you.

When the avenues and boulevards clear up, widen, and smooth en for you, the next thing you know, there are new diversions of road and find yourself standing on a crossroad, deciding.

Just when you became cozy and comfortable of being alone and independent, some love comes, makes you uncertain of your identity, makes you forget how you were before and makes you realize that you were wrong before when you said, "I am fine with solitude."

There are a thousand and one contingencies where life's sense of humor is proven, it happens everyday. Ironic as it is, we experience it, without retaliation.

We let life humor us, we may not enjoy it, but it happens, with or without a cause.

Thing

The two of us, we are not "nothing",
certainly we are more than "something"
and yet we are almost-not "everything".

But I only know "one thing",
I love that someone,
more than "anything."

For General Patronage

Whenever, Wherever, Whatever

What is life all about? Is it about you, me, him, her, or them? Is it about hatred, tragedy, chaos, sadness, or mush madness? Is it about honor, reputation, or defeat? Or is life all about finding our mission in life that is to be happy?

We human beings are unappreciative and decisive about illogical things. We tend to focus more on what is unimportant and not necessary than to our basics. We humans are disgusted of what we have in the present because of the great obsession in what we desire to acquire in the distant future. We humans corrupt our spirits in the sense of killing it slowly in time when we subconsciously commit intentional mistakes. We repeatedly lie, cheat and steal, we always sin, we always do, with widely opened eyes. We human beings are guilty of having too much attachment to the world and forgetting the essence of life, that our lives are sacred, it is a blessing.

We see the world we are surviving in as cold and empty, full of hardship and struggles. But it really is not. They say that only children can see the beauty of the world. That’s why they say that if you are child-like, you are pathetic. The truth is children are the ones who are free and happy because they see the real world, not the reality some are implementing to us. They appreciate the blessing of God that is showered all over and upon us and didn’t let them scatter on the ground. Those child-likes are not blind and not closing their eyes to see the embarrassing truth that we humans, for all of these generations, we lived in a colossal lie. A lie that the world is like us, that as we grow old, we become evil. And the biggest lie that as we become exposed to the world, we lose God’s graces and gifts.

“When we look, do we see? “, the question we should ask ourselves when we want to be wise. We humans are gifted by God with intellect and free will to decide and to choose. Therefore, humans should not only know but also understand. It is not enough that we are here breathing but we should live. Not only do we exist but also we need to contribute and not be a waste of space.

We have a very long journey ahead of us. There would be plenty of intersections and detours as we keep moving forward. We would be constantly ending and starting boulevards and avenues. We would be flowing with the current of change. We would be injured by every fall and stumble yet will be healed by the light. We would discover and we would create. We could be who we should be but never forget why we are here, living, surviving, and existing, it is because of God loves us and that He would always will despite of intentional hurting of Him with our sins. Always remember that whenever, wherever, whatever circumstances you are in, God’s grace will be upon you. God bless you!

(I'm not a preacher, I just see when I look)

A Supposed Entry (Unfinished)

Foreshadowing

Flashback foretells the nearing of the end.
People have this habit of looking back, reminiscing yesterday. Nostalgia and melancholy comes with it, then eventually leading to a reflection of how they’ve been.

This circumstance happens on the most unlikely moments. Usually, the chill of sadness in doing nothing, or sometimes just the call of instinct provokes it.

Probably this is what happens when we see signs from something random foretelling us that something big is coming or will be gone.
That feeling of anxiety then takes over and there is the touch of curiosity that sensationalizes you with a pinch of nothingness and emptiness, caused by this certain experience.

And then there you see the flashes of yesterday, and shakes you to a fierce awakening. It certainly compels you to reflect.

A Haiku For You

Last Waltz

Endless dance, a feign
The music stops, time forbids
I love you, farewell!

A Love Letter

Dear You,

How are you? I hope you're fine. Don't worry about me, I'm doing good.

It's been a while but I just want you to know something important.

Nothing has changed ever since the first time I said, "I love you (too)". Everything in me remained the same and how I feel for you is certain still and irrevocable.

Unfortunate circumstances came and it came between us. Now we have to rebuild ourselves. I know it will be hurtful to heal ourselves together for both of us are broken. It's hard but we have to do our healings alone. I can't give you the "broken me", it will be hurtful and unfair for the both of us. It's best to take our separate ways.

No one can replace you. I will still and always be with you. You'll always be here with me.

So, this will be the last time I'm going to say this, or maybe until time allows and when the feeling is right or if we are fixed.

"I love you everyday."

Love,
I

P.S. I'm off to rebuild myself and I know, so do you. Hope we'll have quick recoveries. Though, I am still here, a friend you once knew. Take care always. See you soon.