"I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth." - Umberto Eco
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
bend & break
dont break rules… maybe we could just bend it a little, but the bending breaks us apart slowly from within.
have i succumbed to the “system”? am i one of them?
just my thoughts… you have your own. live in peace. im happy for you.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
versions of truth
everyday, there are conflicts everywhere. it's the reality of life. one aspect that you cannot get out of. how would you know calmness without chaos? light without darkness? life without death?
i have had my share of conflicts within myself. i find myself in the state of confusion every now & then. with so many theories, beliefs, facts, statements, or whatever you call them, i end up ultimately with this question: what is the TRUTH?
an elder once told me, there are 3 sides of every story... your side, my side and the truth. how do we even know what is the TRUTH? your version might be it, so long as you believe it to be so, same with my version. i think truth tends to bend to our beliefs.
i try to keep an open mind most of the time but when emotions take over, it automatically shuts off to/from peculiar territories. i admit that sometimes im guilty of being bias about certain things and consequently clouding my better judgment.
this i've learned... if you find yourself confused, dont go looking for TRUTH, it may get you even more confused and totally lost. instead, ask yourself this - what is the loving thing to do, to say and to be? most of all, there is SOMEONE up there who's looking at you every step of the way... so you better be nice! HIS truth is all that matters. (^_^)
Monday, November 16, 2009
shoulder popping...
a $Hi+ty thing happened...
just this morning… amazed by a trivia that a certain superstar owns a 3M pesos worth of bag, my boss is enjoying telling us stories about being rich, being poor. he told us a friend of his owns an expensive Bally bag which he carries around casually, and one day he asked his friend if he is not bothered owning such… this is when my “funny thing” happened.
i began typing a message in YM to my officemate, since i cant say my thoughts out loud in the middle of my boss’ story-telling. “bakit kelangan makunsensya nung friend nya kung may mahal syang bag, pera naman nya yun… bakit sya ba naiisip nya na yung ginagasta nya minsan e hindi nya pera?” (translation: why should his friend be bothered owning an expensive bag, it’s his money anyway…what about him, does he think about it when sometimes he’s spending money which is not his?)
then i saw the recipient’s name — it was sent to my boss!!! @*$#!!! DARN! my fingers were typing so fast that i didn’t notice the recipient’s name. WTF! haha! a sudden chill went thru my spine, i felt my ears got so hot, i got so embarrassed! i quickly followed up the message with an apology (thru YM), i said i was just thinking out loud.
i was kinda hopeful that he was not able to read it, but chances are very slim. he read it for sure and just pretended that he didn’t. he was still talking with me about stuffs here at the office, but to an earshot only. good thing there are cubicles, no need to face each other. i cant stand away from my desk, errr… hiding place, even if i really needed to pee. i waited for him to leave. good thing he has a meeting and wont be back at the office today anymore and next week he will be on field work. i wont have to endure the embarrassment.
instant messaging mishaps… hahahaha! i deleted his name on my YM list to avoid future mishaps like what just happened. (^_^)