Monday, March 29, 2010

how do you measure love...

the Crucifixion by Mantegna...pls. click for a bigger image... the stations of the cross...

sa dulo nang buhay ay kamatayan... or death is never an illusion, it's real...

nasaan na ang awit na matagal ko nang di narinig
saan nagpunta ang liwanag, hindi ko man lang ito nahagilap
inilagay mo ba sa isang karton at binalot mo ang kahapon
hindi dumating nawala sa ipu-ipu at sa
malakas na hangin nalunod, hindi umabot at naitapon

gabi-gabi binilang ko ang mga bituin sa langit at sa madaling araw
pero madilim at ang makapal na ulap lamang ang nakatingin sa aking harap
dahil ngayon ay walang diyos, nakapako at namatay sa krus
kaya ang himpapawid ay puno nang siphayo
at maraming luha sa mga mata ang bumubuhos

gaano kamahal natin ang ating sariling buhay
gaano kamahal natin ang mahal na regalo sa itaas
sa timbangan nang kalawakan ito ay nakasulat
sa bawat pitik nang puso at paglakad nang araw
sa bawat gawain natin, sa bawat awitin doon mo mahahanap

walang milagro kamo dito sa mundo na malawak
walang panginoon na may ari nang buwan, bituin at araw
pero mali ka dahil ikaw, ako at tayong lahat
ay isang malaking milagro kong saan tayo nagbuhat

dahil sa isang di pangkaraniwang isip at lakas
dahil sa hindi matumbasang pagmamahal sa itaas
tayo ay naririto, nakakaranas nang saya, pagluha at pagdanas
habang may umaga, tanghali, hapon at gabi pang lumilipas

habang may buhay
habang ang kamatayan ay
hindi pa dumarating sa ating landas...

sandra bullock, the american sweetheart. she recently was awarded the best actress at this year's oscar...her love just died i bet...a few days after winning she learned that she was living a lie. her husband just like the tiger has mistresses. not one, not two but more :) it must be that awful to open your eyes and go back in your thoughts and realized that you were played upon. how do you measure love in this case? sandra, there is nothing to measure for there was never love, it was never there. so it's time to stop living a lie, sad to say. life is but once. live it in truth and for real, not in illusions. hmn, that word seems so familiar and over used in here, laughs. but this lady never lost anything here in the first place for love never existed, my take...pick up the pieces, you made a mistake as well sandra for it takes two to tango...there should be a much more deserving man out there for you. just keep on lookin' :>

sandra's man or love is just an illusion. he's there physically but in truth he is dead. again, death is never an illusion for it is very real. you, we or all of us will get there someday, either sooner or later...and if children or even adults who think that they'll live forever, if they were taught of life's time limitation or extinction, this will surely put a halt into their dreamlike states. i read awhile back that juveniles who were put in prison for committing murders or violent crimes were required to visit a hospital mortuary and this experience had affected them tremendously and mind you in a positive way. these kids or people are faced in reality with the end of life which maybe they were trying to push into the back burner of their minds for ages. it did ran a horrid and terrible jolt into their psyches and dramatically changed their perception of life. that it has an end, it is never there forever...for death is real, it's never an illusion...and whoever thinks otherwise has their mind turned upside down :> you know those people that won't go with the flow, those that are constantly struggling to row the boat in the opposite way of the current in a stream and really will be in a sad position to drown and be dead. it happened and we need to learn our lessons well. for after all we want life won't we? ...(^_~)...bring life not death i say :> i know God in His merciful ways is listening :) again, pls. pardon my poor english, one writer said that he couldn't tolerate any poor english the most, like an unforgivable thing, but his muse is worst, laughs, not in english structure but in content. so my apologies sir! but what can you expect from an old maid being driven in a taxi from door to door for her work? i'm pretty sure her smile is now gone and killed, laughs. oh well. bring it more? but warning, this is just the prelude and let's not go that way. it'll just be a waste of our time :) i'd rather live in peace and not being used and abused for that matter for any salary for that sucks, laughs. i know my mind is wild but i read minds, so i know, laughs. oh well. stop the abuse for i am not doing that to you, never did and never will...what a sad state really, but i am ready for a new beginning :) esp. now that easter is here :) forgive and forget and goodbye? let's do it :)