the end of the road

did you see that the end of the road is that purple sky where rainbows start to climb. it is not January where partners part but it's July where dreams are born and soar into heights. it is not that lovers change their course because a new one standing besides is smiling bright, too handsomely dressed and ready to fly while the owner's eyes are left to dry. so many tears and so much regrets, so many trusts that died 1,439 to be exact. like an angel's face so pure that it's not, like a two timed lover that its heart is not white. like a word that's empty without a stand to let it ride. like a sky without the stars that left the night turning colder and colder then chilled and died. so sad that the joke felt short and it landed on your toes. it must have hurt your foot but remember love will always have a cure. love will forgive as love will return. love will grow again because if not, your universe as you described with your muse will now be forever lost and you don't want to lose. stop the word and end the play, live your life in truth and be set free. be one not two, be true :) the game is over, the end of the road is here. truth had dictated the end, for truth will always win as truth will always prevail. for truth is victory...with laurels gloriously crowning its winner's head :> and then the two of you can celebrate...with champagne, beer, or just a bottle of water and a trip to the beach, laughs. cheers!

i'd like to have these string of words titled...love in limbo, but i think to have an end is better suited at this point and i am smiling making this. i am weird, you can really tell, laughs. it seems like it's true that i could read minds :) this if you believe in that six sense...(^_~)...i do. tsk! it is so hard to quit blogging and one can easily figure why. so many sources of inspirations that any mind can ever try to expound...if i am rich and money is no object i will start a publishing company where i can play with books, not read, okay? and give them away for free in order to help every poor and impoverished citizens to educate themselves and start over and improve their lives for knowledge is power. although i hate to admit it, knowledge can be found in written books and the likes. so if you read esp. in a place where reading is the primary source of information you will be empowered and it will open your mind to dream big. i am very lucky that i live in a place where information is not only coming from written books. we have lots of other outlets as in the airwaves where great minds duke and debate each other and it is really a feast for your mind just to listen and learn from the highly educated minds on earth spilling the beans on everything without restraint. take the things you will agree with and leave those that make you vomit, laughs. and besides if i have a publishing company of course i can make a book of my own string of words and force the children to read it, laughs. i can start writing string of words for kids that would really will make me TRULY happy and proud. but got to have that company first so you know that it is a dream in limbo in short. but hey, i can dream. i know i can :)

the end is ruled by the truth

you can't say the color
of the moon is black
while you can see it with
your eyes that it's white

you can't say the color
of the rose is pink
when it's velvet, violet
with spikes so thick

you can't claim the color
of the wind is brown
while there's nothing
of it blowing around

the bag is empty
the bag is not green
the words are empty
the colors are jaded
the bag can never be worn...

now rightly emoted :) bravo! truly a master pianist...

la tendresse and et al by richard clayderman...that's more like it :> a very handsome pianist with a very powerful gift. one that inspires love, (^_~) see that smile at the end of his first piece? hmn, it's like sunshine coming from our muses or the loves of our lives :) charisma is what this man has, really...

a repost...a lot of that happens here :)

i remembered the first time that i heard this song. i was sharing a board and lodging space with co-workers in a Phil. hospital then and inside a med size room with 4 of us in those double bunk beds, i heard her play it in her cassette player. i was strucked by the depths of this melody. it's like swimming in a never ending heavy sea current. the water is just so dense and very powerful that you are being sucked into it. that's how i felt for this song. but looking at this pianist as he play his music the emotion played out coming from this song is no match to the way he performs it. it do not seem to be live or it's like a fake romance or those lip sync thing that singers do. hmn, the music is heavy alright but the pianist's hands and his body is light, sort of. something is not right, laughs. Richard Clayderman's,(A) comme (a)mour...(L) for (l)ove...but anyway it is magic just the same. i totally loved it, the music piece and the very talented pianist, both are winners :) one of my favorite tunes. sad and lonely. but that is love sometimes, most of the time and it could be always as well...even without 9-11 happening in our midst...wow, truly wow...

Buddy, the hero dog...

what a special dog, indeed! truly amazing...

Q and A with the first lady and with bo, the first dog

gone but not forgotten, the twin towers in spirit plus...

all the love ones that perished with it. this art is by the paint by numbers guru, Dan Robbins also a Michigan resident :)...A person may be dead and buried, but if we are lucky we will never be forgotten.

Gone But Not Forgotten by Cecilia M. Kocher

The years we've shared have been full of joy
The memories we've made will go on and on
I haven't stopped crying since you went away
and I've asked God time and time why couldn't you stay
You lit up my life, my hopes, and my dreams
You've opened my eyes to see what it all means
So now that you're gone how can I forget
Because you were the greatest out of all I have met.

richard clayderman in piano...A comme amour, (L for love)...

secret aircraft X-37B launched today, the...

replacement to the shuttle program more likely. it in unmanned and a mini-version of the retiring shuttle fleet. the air force is in charge of this project and it is very tight lip with regards to the reason of its invention and its range of capabilities. but it will do the job of supplying the international space station without risking the lives of astronauts. live astronauts will now be transported by the Russian space craft Soyuz to the space station. some say that it can carry missiles that can target or deflect incoming enemy fire power or missiles sort of. those launch by enemy countries just in case they plan to attack the U.S... maybe that is why the shuttle program is now being stopped. this might be the super bigger version of those unmanned military aircraft that had targeted and killed enemy leaders in Pakistan and Afghanistan. amazing advancement in space military weaponry. what's next? this is it, in the mean time. still, very cool, right? and speaking of risk, the space shuttle lost quite a bit of space men with the lost of the space shuttles, Challenger and the Columbia but the Russians never lost a lot of astronauts yet that i know of except for Gagarin and Komarov, in their Soyuz space craft. so their safety record is just better than the U.S. and that is just a fact...

beautiful landing at 9:08 AM, mission is a success :)

God bless the USA and NASA :) welcome home discovery :) one more trip up there for you...one of the remaining three last shuttle trips or flights planned before the shuttle program ends or retires. now maybe i can also retire in blogging? maybe. the real time here is 0935...

always christmas

is what i want...and i am thinking of leaving blogging for awhile or for good...like discovery when it will touch down. mission is accomplished and the job is done. the reason for me to be in cyberspace is definitely reached and attained, the one that i set up myself. i might pop out every now and then but real life is so busy nowadays...got to do what is needed to be done, a long time ago if i may add. cheers to all who happens to drop by here intentionally or otherwise. live life as it should be...and that is with compassion and true love for all :)

empty love

one sparrow singing a lonely lullaby
up in the sycamore tree
one sea horse swimming
all alone around those corals
under the sea

one fish without a partner
nibbling a seaweed's leaves
looking at a deserted sea bed
next to a lifeless empty bottle of beer

one shadow walking in a beach
all alone as it tip toed over those quiet sands
as the waves roll by in harmony
without a tune
without a trumpet
devoid of any majestic glory

sad and lonely
abandoned and
has been set free...

blue eyes crying in the rain sang by king elvis :) i am blue for discovery won't be able to land today though i'll wait, maybe tomorrow i'll be a pink day. i'm crossing my fingers as i do on lovers that are blue...cheer up, cupid says, this is just a temporary snag...(^_~)...

discovery is heading home

rainy weather is not a good time to land a shuttle and there is a chance of that in Florida, Monday. hope discovery's landing is a go tomorrow. one spectacle that i always try to catch. it just amazes my mind how space technology is conquering our universe and beyond...

on rainy afternoons

the next tune...newell oler in piano, one favorite tune for it makes me reflect about life. it ends after it begins. it's always been this way for ages. as my late dad had came and went...on top is UST's image by philstar. thank you for my alma mater's nice pic with that rainbow and all :) russia's genius painter, vladimir pervunensky's art and my dad's final resting place...

the world is not only about books

there are literatures that are shorter and more direct to the point without turning too much pages of a book. there are magazines and pamplets out there which you could flip and read in a minute not in a week. there are other ways to refresh and stack your mind of the on going happenings in the world. turn your TV on for awhile and capture intelligent discussions in the wild. then you can be a little knowledgeable of the latest trends that are out. in short cut, precise and fully discussed with pros and cons open wide. then make your mind work and guess who are just there to spin a lie into a truth. it could be done believe me...books are tools sort of, a propaganda of selling one's mind's content into another mind with the primary purpose of financial gain. U.S. presidential candidates have written books. an example is the "audacity of hope" written by president obama. even this book i don't even have the urge to read it. sorry, mr. president. i'm pretty sure it will infuse a tremendous amount of knowlegde into my vacant brain and if i may add i don't really think that this was written solely for money but maybe for us to know how our president's mind works then. very intelligent i know that by now even without reading his book, laughs. hmn, maybe if i hear somebody read that book to me i might get interested :) but i get bored easily just thinking that my time is being wasted er spent in an endeavour that i don't like. my eyes are starting to get lazy and blind if i am looking at books. there could be more to life than reading other people's point of views, laughs. but hey, again if it's your world no one is preventing you to live in it :) go ahead if it'll make your day but for me words, are just words. they are simply a downer...sorry :> i would rather see a farmer plant rice, remember those amorsolo paintings? i would rather see them than read books. it is just me, so it shouldn't concern anybody else. my life, my choice, my responsibily. now how can i make it more clear? don't waste your money buying me books, buy me a plant instead, for i will be surely smiling wide :> but who cares, no one. just a useless rant here. so pardon if you happen to be lost and landed on this blog :) click out for your sanity's sakes, laughs. oh well.

the great willie nelson at larry king live 4-16...

i like and love willie nelson, age 77, born april 30th...a little younger than my beloved late dad. his 'blue eyes crying in the rain' 'on the road again', 'to all the girls i love before' with julio iglesias, 'you are always on my mind' and countless among other tunes are a blast...you can't compare him to other singers for there is no comparison. he is himself without pretensions, my impression. he lives his life in truth in reality as in you see what you get :) but marijuana smokin' is not really cool, mr. nelson. it opens doors to crack cocaine, crystal meth or method? and these are addictive bad stuffs. age 77 and almost 80 and loves smoking mj joints, laughs, and that long hair...i dunno, another one who wants to mark their personality as different, maybe. as if he is sayin' this is me, take it or leave it...it makes you think, he do not care about what other people thinks of himself...it's my life, back off :> but really now, why do we have to have Jesus' hair look alike? my ladies love it, one reason of willie, maybe, laughs. or it saves me money, but he's rich...long hair is a sign of protest also like in your face, why do i have to look like everyone else? for you'll remember me with my hair, laughs. fine, let other people live their lives as they wanted it to be, my take. although, one reason of a very questionable personality, i would say...you would start to think, is he bad or good, is he truthful or a liar, is he this or that, a user or an abuser...and no one knows for sure except the ones close to them, their muses, lovey doveys, family and we are not suppose to care for we are not really related to them, laughs. how true...but just sayin' before leavin' them to live their lives, laughs. okidok? :> good luck mr. nelson and keep that hair, for i really don't care :) you don't know me and i don't know you personally, although i like and love your songs. i am a customer, a listener and a buyer of your tunes but not a fan for i am for sanjay gupta, his hair is short :)

getting closer to 100 :)

ten more years :) this is my grade school teacher who still writes me letters. when we start to count our age, it'll just cloud our sunny days. take what is given to us and be thankful for these years. after all there is no guarantee that there will be tomorrows as we can't predict the future for no one really knows...my mom is past 80 and i still have 5 aunts alive. the fear of growing old. it should be embraced and celebrated not shunned or be ashamed of. no one can escape death, taxes and old age unless one will have to depart early in life. that's just the sad fact of living in this planet earth...my dad died at age 60 and so my benefactor's husband he was dead at 60. but also my friend's husband he died at 60 as well. all are too young to leave. so if you're in your mid-30's and you'll die at 60, then you only have 25 more years to live. this if you are marked or destined to have the same fate as these 3 men. now this is not something to be feared about, like losing your muse, laughs. this is the course of human life, you live just to die someday. but to be forgotten is the saddest part for it meant you were no good at all, right? yes, that is the precise meaning of that. dead and forgotten, and gone caput. how sad, indeed! but on the contrary, the saddest of them all is the death of those young people ages 20 and up who indulged in recreational or prohibited drug use. they drugged themselves into early death without fully knowing it and that had left me perplexed, stunned and weak, plus truly sad. so that's why addiction is so cruel...ain't no good, laughs. although this is not something to laugh about, seriously...


here come the books again! a smiley worm looking at its books. it just spin my head into oblivion if i see thick books with a whole a lot of pages in it. it turns me off for it meant lots of times in the couch, bed or what have you. although there is kindle now adays for me it still meant no outside biking, hiking, gardening, walking, driving plus not watching TV where btw i get into the latest news. it would take a million dollars for me as a bribe to set myself into reading books except those that will help my life to do things, laughs. fiction coming from another mind is an intrusion, domination, slavery of my brain. i want my brain to be free and not polluted, spinned or being set to believe or entertained (if you prefer that word) in something that is cooked by another mind. i don't even read poetry books, so my string of words here are just that, string of words, laughs. oh well. i know you can do mind travel with books but i would rather watch the travel channel to see that thing, place with my own eyes even if i'm not there. in reading books it will just be my imagination working and i don't have that frankly, laughs. so there, i'm done with books a long time ago after i graduated college :) although i love to see the titles and guess why is that so, laughs. and yes, i don't have anything against you if you love books. more power, laughs.



per president Obama yesterday, no more fly me to the moon. been there and done that. next is moving on to the red planet mars...is there life in it? marspic taken by an unmanned u.s. robotic space craft sent to mars which beamed back to earth this image...wow!



an erupting volcano in Iceland, Holy God...too many earthquakes lately around the world. hope not one will happen in the Philippines soon...and now this, amazing and frightening at the same time. nature's fury? it sure makes humans cave in and be in a stand still. like no more air travel for now for it grounded thousands and thousands of flights in Europe some say for several days. i wonder if that volcanic ash will make its way through here or in Asia...12-21-2012 is just around the corner, less than 3 years away. are we really doomed? hope and pray not :) it's scary...

discovery will be back, 4-19-'10, monday...

shuttle discovery lifted off 4-5-'10...it'll be back on 4-19-'10. let's pray for a successful mission :) i remember 2 shuttles that were lost. the challenger and the columbia. one while going up in space, the other while on its way back home...

a very good samaritan

a policeman with a heart ...and there are a lot of people out there like this homeless man esp. with this kind of economy going on here and i could only hope that even only a few amongst us will be like this police officer. a very touching story...a source of inspiration for me and for all of us to do good and to treat our fellow humans with care, love and respect. let's start to find ways to be like this police officer. little help or little things meant a lot to people like him...let's do it :)
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And behold, a certain lawyer stood up and put Him to the test, saying, "Teacher, what shall I do to inherit eternal life?" And He said to him, "What is written in the Law? How does it read to you?" And he answered and said, "You shall love the LORD your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your strength, and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself." And He said to him, "You have answered correctly; Do this and you will live." But wishing to justify himself, he said to Jesus, "And who is my neighbor?" Jesus replied and said, "A certain man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho; and he fell among robbers, and they stripped him and beat him, and went off leaving him half dead. And by chance a certain priest was going down on that road, and when he saw him, he passed by on the other side. And likewise a Levite also, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side.

But a certain Samaritan, who was on a journey, came upon him; and when he saw him, he felt compassion, and came to him, and bandaged up his wounds, pouring oil and wine on them; and he put him on his own beast, and brought him to an inn, and took care of him.

And on the next day he took out two denarii and gave them to the innkeeper and said, 'Take care of him; and whatever more you spend, when I return, I will repay you.'

So which of these three do you think was neighbor to him who fell among the thieves?

Luke 10:25-36

popes of our time...

the late pope john paul in a very reflective mood...

should pope benedict resign? a U.S. priest is precisely calling for that to happen. it will be his holiness call. sex scandals had bothered or hounded the catholic church for ages. men who are supposedly there to preach the gospel of God are the one's breaking it. like fiction novelists maybe writing a story without considering the intelligence of their readers...when you are in a position of authority esp. bestowed by God to you, you should think twice in making your decisions. no favoritisms just because they belong to your flock. priests should be made accountable for their perversity not hidden and helped. it is the wrong help here. they should take psychological therapies for what they've done and stop being a priest. taking advantage of innocent children and abusing them sexually is a very disdainful act. it should be reported to the law and have these bad priest pay for their crimes. bad, satanic people exist in this world and this is just one too sad of an example of it...

glorious moments...the magic of waterfalls...

turning night into day...a very uplifting view :) spiritually glorious, mesmerizing, enchanting, euphoric and captivating plus all that jazz and pizzazz :> the sun brightens our sunken spirits and lights up our poor and gloomy days...Victoria falls in Zimbabwe, adorned by an amazing rainbow and the rising sun... what else could top that...to you who owns these, thank you for sharing :)

the flower of victory, the easter lilies :)

for God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit :) plus for St. Therese, St. Jude and St. Joseph...taken 2 days after Easter at the Shrine of the Little Flower Church...where love and the light are always present :) church visitations always give peace in me :) missing is St. Sebastian's pic. my dad's name sake's saint. he was covered for they made it as a cave where the crucified Jesus resurrected from the dead...inside it was a single flower, the flower of peace, the Peace Lily...truth is peace :)



thanks to you dear artists for your lily art, very pretty :)

kundiman...

harana, could be the title of this art...or the guitar man and his muse, laughs. but kundiman could also qualify. who is the painter? i dunno but i have a guess, fernando amorsolo :> the painter of happiness :) i wonder if may 10th, will be gibo's win day? or someone else's. whatever will be i pray that peace will prevail and the election process will be peaceful and as honest as it could be. like little baby james for children do not know how to play the art of lying yet and he doesn't understand what his pure mouth is saying at best. so let's give the little boy a pass :) let children do their best, act as a child :> for all we know i'm thinking it might be the yaya's choice that this little babe is blurting out, who knows...right? :)

the red robin sang

i looked up at that bare sycamore tree and there you are looking back at me. hello, it's spring kick out your boots and play with me. i have thin branches stuck in my beak ready to build a nest so quick. it will be soft as cotton balls, a home so sweet as cotton candy. but wait i need the wind to move this branch as i sway back and forth wiggling my tail. my breast is red, bright and clear. it'll bring you love, good luck and cheer, smiles of peace and happiness...

the red robin of spring. yes, i saw one today. up in the air perched in a sycamore tree...singing a song of spring, melodiously :)

proofs that the mind never age

supreme court justice stevens has proven it. at age 90 this man is a shining example that age is just one factor that a man can put aside if he has lofty ideals or very determined goals in life to accomplish. his purpose trumped the notion that older people would be less productive as the tide of time rolls in. i was surprised that some men just only on their late 50's think that they're almost done in life but really quite a bit of people now adays live productive lives even on their 80's and 90's while some younger ones because of drug, tobacco, alcohol and body abuse they dramatically cut their life span. age is important but it shouldn't be the deciding factor in measuring important things like performances in life or anything close to that for that matter. it is really one's drive, one's ambition, one's sense to be productive in life that matters :) so age is but a number. let's make it work for us in a positive way. as we accumulate it if we are blessed and lucky let it enrich our lives instead of acting negatively as age marches on and piles in our doorsteps while there is still time to do that. while we can still see the sun rise, hear the birds sing and smell the scent of the roses and the sampaguitas or walk in a beautiful sandy beach with the loves of our lives :> though on the contrary i'm just saddened that in an instant the pres. of poland with some high ranking members of his cabinet died in a plane crash today and some virginia coal miners perished as well. life is fleeting, life can suddenly end. life is short to some and life is never eternal. so let's just not waste our limited time on earth being obsessed with our age. enjoy it, love it, cherish it and celebrate it...in every minute of, and in every day of our lives :)
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elizabeth taylor is in the news. wow! but hey, another proof that the mind never age, laughs. gosh! 9 loves, hmn...no comment :> except that my benefactor should also marry, she is around her age as well :) she's still very, very beautiful like dame taylor but... only sexier er skinnier without that wheel chair plus rich, although it should not count, love should, laughs. oh well. you'll never know what life will have in store for you even in the twilight of your years. love comes and love goes or vice versa :)

spring, easter, new beginnings: new life, new hope, new path...

happy easter everyone :> where change is inevitable :)

Good Friday

spring has sprung, the buds are coming out and it's good friday...why is it good when Jesus died on this day? maybe because our sins were redeemed when He died on the cross...and even death can't conquer or powerless to God's expression of love for us...He died because He truly loved us. so that's the good of this day, good friday :) blooms in yellows and blues. and church visitation at the shrine of the little flower church, kissing Jesus' bleeding, nailed feet...no holy water was available today, no candles around that were lit up...a sad and solemn day...