endings and start-ups

when you're young
the stars twinkle like a clown
when you're old and lame
the song has lost its flair

you cannot hear
you cannot see
you cannot smell
the breezes of the sea

when you're wrinkled
when you're stooped
you can't enjoy the view
of the ocean near you

you can't tell the colors
of that passing rainbow
you can't smell the scent
of the flowers near the bayou

time, old age is not a kick
it's not a cake that you can eat
for it has lost its taste
when your taste buds are dead

as there is dawn
there is the night
as there are newborns
there are lolas and lolos

as the curtain opens in a play
the actors begin to imitate you and me
but as we approach the end
the curtain falls, the end will rule the day

endings, beginnings, life, death
it's a cycle we can't dodge or forget
for it will get us as the time ticks
as the sun sets, as the moon wanes...

sad isn't it :?...

the iconic kiss that marked the end of WW2

 

the iconic kiss at time's square new york and a copy of it forever memorialized in san diego california, the base of 1/3rd of america's military force. taken at the end of world war 2, sailors were coming home and in jubilation they just kiss whoever they could hold onto in the streets ;0... you would think that this pair were sweethearts but no. i just watched it today in the history channel that these 2 do not even know each other personally. there was a campaign to find who they were. after 30 years one woman came out and claimed that she was the nurse in this pic. but lab analysis proved that it is not true. then another one claimed that she was the one and the lab analysis proved her right. so the search went on to find the sailor. one man claimed that he was the one but another one sued and the lab analysis showed that the second one who sued was the real one and his wife was even caught in this pic, laughs. oh well.

the long and winding road of life...

when did it begun
and when will it end
our spiritual journey
of mostly the unknown
the untapped, destiny of where

as the buzz of the bees will tell
in the passing of the wind
often misheard and ignored
life as we all know
is a mystery to behold

what is real is the sun
it will shine and then it sits
only to come back again
as the time unwinds
as the clock moves its hands

while we close our eyes
as the moon and the stars
will go farther and
farther from our grasp
only to hide in the darkest abyss of time

when the days and the years
will eventually move and roll
once they're here soon they'll depart
never to come back again into our lives
even if you beg for only one more chance

like experiences
and the people that we've met
all will turn into memories
that are hard
or easy to forget...

my roses... from red then they turn into pink. beaten by the rain lately but still they look pretty. roses are the flowers of the blessed virgin mary... and i'd like to own a house like the one "from up on poppy hill" an animated gorgeous japanese movie. the almost perfect site because i think it is up on a hill and quite a distance to the beach. i don't want just a view of the ocean. i want the beach and the ocean just a few steps from my house. yup i can dream. sometimes dreams will come true, it happened to me already :) one more time won't hurt, really...(^&*)...

what's keeping progress

"If you do not go after what you want, you’ll never have it. If you do not ask, the answer will always be no. If you do not step forward, you’ll always be in the same place"... anonymous...

so make a move, a dance move that is :> ... because life is about happiness, always. it is a lie if someone will say that they prefer loneliness ;) dance is an interpretation of life. life is a dance to find happiness. it is a very complicated road. but you are on the right track if you think that life is to find happiness. hmn, john travolta is not happy these days because of some gay revelations that might end up losing his wife. poor john, i wish him happiness and good luck :) true again, lots of money can't lead to perfect bliss or happiness. one of the lessons of our lives...

the bible says in matthew 7: 1-5... “Judge not, that you be not judged. For with the judgment you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you. Why do you see the speck that is in your brother's eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye? Or how can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when there is the log in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother's eye"

so either you are straight, gay, lesbian or both, nobody should judge you for it's not any one's job to do that except God. in other words it is not our business. live and let live. accept all kinds of people whatever gender preferences they may have. life is short. there are other better things to do than judging our co-humans. one better thing to do is... chasing happiness for one :)

another john travolta dance. same music, different partner. but the same john travolta, only younger :)



the search for happiness is an unending chore
you've lost before and you did thread more
climbed tall mountains, swam ocean's floor
but still happiness is nowhere on board

you've looked around in every world's corner
met wondrous people, fun animals' galore
where is that joy, you have to pause
up there on the cross, dead but risen...

...and that is our Lord :)

sunset of my native land

once a bright and sunny sky
now gone and hidden away
once a vibrant distant umbrella
now closed and can't be used

horizons of change
in every passing moment
like a breath of fresh air
now stale and can't be inhaled

glorious filled grandeur
a symphony galore
slowly easing away
moving out from your nose

swallowed by the dark
hugged by the night
the twinkling stars emerged
and the moon is smiling at us

changes in nature
changes in life
silent goodbyes
silent acceptance

because tomorrow
comes another sunrise
then another glorious sunset
will be in store for us...

i snapped this image with a canon camera inside a moving vehicle maybe traveling around 65 miles per hour en route back to manila from the province, one pinas vacation. i am always looking forward going to the province because of the loads of fresh air, lush greenery and the most beautiful beaches there :) this image makes me homesick more... there is this south korean oceana airliner a boeing 777 that crash landed in san francisco international airport recently killing 2 chinese teens and injuring lots of passengers. a survivable airplane crash but even then you feel sad for those involved. it must have been a horrific experience for all of them. we pray for their early recovery both mentally and physically. even how safe aviation is nowadays, accident happens... it's been a year since our pinas vacation. days just went so fast. there are things that makes you happy and one of them top in my list is my native land, then the beach, my family and friends. i do not have much friends, true friends that is for i can count my fingers, 10 of them and there are lots of vacancy, laughs. i will miss jeanna, my nurse co-worker who is moving to florida with her husband. she brought me a nice reddish-pinkish rosary from the vatican last fall from galleria aurora in rome. see, even i am not in rome yet, i have something that came from rome already, thanks jeanna :) every time i look at it, it makes me smile :> my happiness is very simple. i wonder if there is such thing as a blogging sunset, hmn...

the cupid shuffle dance, let's see it and have some fun. this dance is for everyone to participate, young or old, even done on special occasions ;>... in love or not...(^&*)... it is not perfect but it is fun just the same and i am only an spectator via you tube. now imagine if you are the one dancing it, laughs. do it for maybe cupid will stick around and shoot an arrow into the air aiming at you ;?

sunsets & sunrises

 

belated 115th b-day philippines and happy 237th b-day america :) so not only humans celebrate b-days, even countries do but we call that more appropriately as celebrating its freedom or gained independence... above art the lower one is "impression of the sun" by betsy westendorp. the art above, artist is unknown. sunrises and sunsets are nature's way of waking up and going to sleep, or in humans, it's our death and birth...(^&*)...

sunsets and sunrises...

old age, golden years
young once
a babe

spring time
summertime
then fall

winter comes
quiet blooms
silence

sunrises, sunsets
dark, the moon
shines

dawn, the rooster
sings, light
the sun beams

daylight is here again
sunrise then sunset
that's life

live, laugh
leave, depart
death

even then
sunrises and sunsets
always repeat itself

for the new, the young
that we were then
yesterday...

all of us are in this predicament. just others think of the future while others don't. the young continually thinks that they will stay young forever. they often use their youth to despise the old. but the truth is all of us will go through old age, at least it is planned that way. but our Father up above only knows if you and me or all of us will have that privilege to be in these twilight years... but we can hope and pray :) and speaking of pictures, the camera could make you pretty or ugly, fat or thin, younger or older, laughs. cameras sometimes are not reliable, so that's why photo shop exists ;? i sure need that service, laughs. oh well.

a prodigy

an amazing wonderful young piano player. there are geniuses, gifted humans with exceptional talents out there and you tube captures them for eternity... JC is a good piano player too :) he was first place 3x in his recital, that was when he was 7-8-9 years old. i wasn't into camera recording yet then so it was not captured, so those were memories just gone by. his piano lessons paid for he played in our church bell choir for years for he could read musical notes and father chateau our parish priest even gave him a good referral letter for his college entrance :)

memories just gone by...

bachs, brahms, beethovens
nostalgic clicks of the ivories
made by magical beats
tones, tunes, melodies
boring into your inner soul
wrapped in warmth filled air

sun, stars, galaxies far away
would be in your dreams
if you can catch them
day by day passes
your journey jostles on
leaving prints etched by your foot

you travel, sleep, wake up
time ticks away, fades away
left are daunting memories
in your mind, in your camera
in your dreams of what was
what could have beens, what

what may have beens
unanswered, unfinished dreams
but you're gone as time left
with the sun shining with it
your hands in the air catching up
did you have it or not...

nostalgia, francis goya...

nostalgia

when it's lost
you wish and yearn for it to come back
all is left are bitter sweet memories
the joys, the laughter, the smiles and the tears

hanging out at the beach
holding and rubbing hands
walking slowly, edging towards eternity
for awhile you thought you're on to forever

the sunsets, the sunrises, the waves
they're not the signs of goodbye
they're not there to depart from your sight
you held on tighter and tighter never to let go

but suddenly you've realized
you've been only just dreaming
your mind is foggy, unreal
it is just you, lost in the reverie of a lifetime

it never happened, it wasn't there
just creations in your brain
unstable, illusions, a mirage
never a reality, a fake and a farce...

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so many instrumental melodies
so little time to spare
few precious moments to spend
a spanish lullaby is the name of the game :)

now that is the flower that i can buy painted. the color, the brush strokes are just right. beautiful as the first melody. now i can go on my blogging sunset ;) i dunno... the spanish people are close to my heart and so their music as well :) music is very generational, it may or may not break boundaries. nostalgia, a wonderful instrumental classic by francis goya. you've heard tons of beats before but there is always one or two that  just stood out in your memories and ears. one complete melody, masterfully executed with perfect notes...

         

the art of music and women...

smooth and evocative
beautiful and sublime
music and women
are partners in life

melancholy and sad
how many secrets
are kept in your soulful eyes
and burning hearts

different colors
different smiles
different moments
different times

women, music
captivating in a pause
caught in flesh
and wrapped in lullabies

women and music
are creations that make
the masculine world
live, love and be inspired...

life is a blank canvas, grand rapids, michigan

life is a blank canvas
it begins with a helpless cry
life is a wave of the ocean
slowly moving on one by one

sometimes a storm comes
the hurricanes, the floods
other times the peaceful sky
hovers above us with a smile

the trees, the surfs, the breeze
no stress here by the beach
as the rat race is taking place
at somewhere else's universe

we are all painters
of our days on earth
tints of black or bright colors
continually adorn our lives

pure and simple
or elaborate decor
quiet and pure
absence of turmoil

tho' every now and then
dark clouds pass the dunes
your easel tremble
as it moves it needs support

the brush strokes of life
begins again after the rain
it continues to draw
evading heartaches to grow...