shame on me, take three and still...

...mistakes are made, laughs. oh well. i tried that's all i can say. pilita, sorry for not giving glory to your song. i truly love it btw :) okay, now the best part for i'll try to make excuses. one i am not a singer. two, there is not much practice, just a few minutes of it. three, i love music but music does not love me. so, there...(^_~)...just for fun, yes, just for fun, why not:? the only thing is this camera has a very limited time to capture a song. it can't record the whole song which makes it bitin...well, no. 3 or the last is the one that i made less mistake so escape the first 2, laughs. but hey, even if i don't speak this native dialect, i can tell you that i did my very best to give justice to this wonderful tune. i know it's not enough, but always it's not enough is one theme of my life...not enough vacation time, not enough talent to write a poem, not enough of this and that, not enough time to stay in philippine beaches, yes, not enough time and money to help my fellow humans and you know what i am thinking? that it could be a nice alibi as well, not enough time to do a better blog :) sort of like not enough time and talent in marking some memories here with my poems? no, string of simple words, that's better... and some melodies which a few tunes are mine, laughs. oh well. whatever, it's done, it's on going and could it be better? that is not a good question for me to answer, laughs...blogging is logging some thoughts, some tunes in the air or in cyberspace, the keeper of memories :) a nice tool for self expression and for some people to know you in some ways and you could only hope that they'll be kind to you in judging you but if not, life goes on...until you know what i mean...the end. God and His creations are truly a source of happiness, inspirations, advancement, grandeur and awesome wonders, i just couldn't grasp the right words, not enough brain power, sorry, laughs. oh well.
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now to a more serious stuff...the top kill method failed. it did not work to cap the gushing oil in the gulf of mexico and now they gonna try another trick, let's say #4? if i remembered right. meanwhile you won't be bored looking at the black oil vomit spewing up coating the ocean with grease that kills marine lives in its path, plus marsh lands destroyed, livelihood of people gone kaput and beautiful beaches closed. yes, you won't be bored, for you are dismayed. there is a relief well being dug but it will take months. now they are saying that there is a chance that this oil will be vomited for months and months. wow, what a disaster in magnanimous proportion, the worst oil spill in U.S. history...a killer black vomits of oil that's plenty. hmn, and this one do not even have a muse to please :) now i just heard today from ms. dolly parton that elvis would like to sing her "i always love you" tune but there was a glitch on the last minute that the deal did not go through, but whitney's deal did...now this made me think and imagine how elvis might have had sang that beautiful song...it'll probably be rockingly hot :> but it wasn't meant to be, like some other things in life that could never be a reality. never, which is kinda sad...

memorial day reflection

let's pause for a moment to give thanks and respect for the mostly young lost soldiers that dared to fight the fight to give us our freedom...

the sun never sets again in your side of the world, but the light is always burning as candles of delight. although tremendous sorrows is what you've left behind in your mom's hearts. honor and glory, crowned laurels decorate your wounded and lifeless body, limp and no more to return to life...the greatest pain is to lose a child or to lose a loved one, but the greatest regrets is not to let them know that they are really loved while they were still alive...for 5-31-'10, memorial day...

how romantic!

wow, julio iglesias you can now bow out :) yup this song reminds me of a write up of, this is all i have, to his muse, laughs. but love is not measured in any amounts of moolah. it is measured on how not bored you are with each other, right? i think so. but thanks to mr. a. yuson, for ms. pilita's never dying lyrical voice and her timeless music. nice to hear it in between fast and furious beats that we're used to in this time and age :> my music is a mixture of the old and the new, of slow beats and of fast beats and of notes that are high and low which means my ear is like an open door. it never closes to any sound of music except only to the sound of noise which sadly we have them in large supply sometimes... and truly this bores me to death...

music is an art that touches the heart

music is like a treat for the human heart. hmn, speaking of treats, h. saya loves feline greenies, the original smart-treat with savory salmon flavor and of course wheat grass for veggies you know :) and if you are a writer you can also treat your readers with illusionary pen magical mixes of this and that, laughs. only though write with caution for some may believe your play as reality then they are doomed, laughs. oh well. treat your readers with respect and don't ever under estimate their intelligence. for all you know they can be a better writer that you are if given that proper education or that chance, just a thought :) so guys and gals of the world of the word...don't joke around for you'll be caught with your jokes off hand :> it does not feel great, i bet. i am a reader and i never ever needed a treat. i want intelligent discussions with no illusions for i live in reality. play a fake on me and i can smell it even a mile away, maybe you knew that already, laughs. oh well. good luck just the same but live life in truth and in reality then you are better off. smile and laughter will be around...if that is what you want. but if not continue with what you do. concoct your poisonous poison of pen magic that is unwanted and unliked. never mind, i really don't read it for i just scan it as quick as i can, now you know :)

what is the key to happiness

what is happiness...

could it be a tree that's filled with peaceful greenery or that flower with purplish, pinkish, silky perfumy feel. could it be the music that's sweetly meandering in your uncovered balcony. or could it be the sun with a wide and infectious smile that brightens that dark, far, blue sky. or a beach with magic waves that's constantly rolling by for your eyes to cry.

could it be a heart that is filled with love and light, could it be that person who understands all the time. could it be a friend who cares all the time. could it be a kind Samaritan who gives a hand when no one else can. could it be a gift that grants peacefulness and calm. could it be a kind word, a kind deed from a gentle hand. what is happiness, really.

could it be you, could it be us together acting as one. could it be harmony in thoughts and presence in spite of absence when you are gone. what is happiness, that very elusive emotion of the heart.

could it be God, could it be success, could it be love ones...could it be that which no one else can understand...what is happiness, that utmost goal of our lives.

maybe happiness is when you no longer needed it in order to live. when you no longer needed to cry when you don't have it. when you no longer felt blue when you think about it. then simply happiness is... when you no longer care to climb that mountain and to add roses to your garden...and to let all things as it be, as it was, and as it is...that is happiness i think in my own world and in my own space :)
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edith my friend in florida, a nurse as well and she was a friend since high school too :) she sent me an e-mail about happiness today and i sent this back to her :)

music & its emotions...

it captivates, mesmerizes and it enchants...



"letter to our mother"... of perpetual help" :) my shot of her image taken at the right side of the entrance of our church here...with a fern, hmn, strange for i am thinking of planting more ferns in my garden this year and i did not even think of posting this pic then...correlations and connections, she does works in mysterious ways, with discreet signs and all :> i love it! thanks, mother...

Salamat sa Iyo
Aking Panginoong Hesus
Ako'y inibig mo
At inangking lubos

Koro:

Ang tanging alay ko
Sa Iyo aking Ama
Ang buong buhay ko
Puso at kaluluwa
Hindi makayanang maipagkaloob
Mamahaling hiyas o gintong sinukob
Ang tanging dalangin
O Diyos ay tanggapin
Ang tanging alay ko
Nawa ay gamitin
Ito lamang Ama wala nang iba pa
Akong hinihiling

Salamat sa Iyo
Aking Panginoong Hesus
Ako'y inibig mo
At inangking lubos
(koro)

Di ko akalain
Na ako ay 'Yong bigyang pansin
Ang taong tulad ko'y
Di dapat mahalin
(koro)
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a humble and a thankful heart can never hurt us :)

spring sings with flowers, but not this year...

for some reason it was hot here a little early, so my tulips were confused i guess. not a lot of them bloomed...i went to cosco last fall and bought some that i thought were pinkish for the bag's label said so. but lo and behold when it grew this spring they were reddish orange so i was not happy. so i said i will dig these and replant them in the backyard later. now maybe God heard my disappointment and sent these neighborhood kids to pick all the blooms of my unwanted tulips and miraculously left those pink and purple blooms, laughs. oh well. so now my spring tulips are not really those that i was expecting, gosh! to make me a little happier i thought to repost my tulips last year...memories of my pretty tulips. why can't tulips live a little longer than just a pathetic 2 weeks long...i am looking at them and i am saying to myself, enjoy them for they won't last long. but thanks for cameras. at least now they are captured forever :)

all pics were taken of spring last year...(5-10-'09)...my tulips were in bloom then:) J.C. took these pics of me and saya while we were asleep then. not good, but the cat is, laughs. hmn, now what is that? a black eye? a sagging eye, everything sags when you're old, laughs. and YOU won't be an exception not unless you die young...you too will SAG eventually, laughs. oh well. i wonder where that came from, black is not a friend that's for sure...cats are love esp. this one. he sleeps with us in bed on top of pillows. he sleeps on his back sometimes, maybe imitating us humans. i dunno but definitely he is a fun cat :> i always like to hold him and try to show him his face in the mirror but he is not that interested, laughs. now that it is definitely spring and the weather is getting to be mild and nice out we try to let him get some fresh air but he'll immediately comes back in. he likes and loves us, what a pet :)

h. saya's favorite place :)

immediately as i open the window for fresh air, saya will jump up in place and cozy up on the window seal and start looking up at the evergreen tree for he could hear some birds chirping. then he'll let out a growl, laughs. he might be saying to these birds, you're lucky for i'm inside or else you'll be my next meal, laughs. i know some muses hate cats but for me they are bringer of love, smile and good luck :) and this cat just showed up one day in our backyard, in my garden, in our porch as if he's saying, i am yours, take me...or could i be your pet. no that was J.C.'s line to me then. mom could i have him as a pet if no one else owns him? and lo and behold on his b-day like a year and a half back, as a gift for J.C. maybe, he was there in front of our door looking at us so we let him inside our house and has even traveled with us on our vacation in the phil. last year :) our first pet ever, God is good :>