Wednesday, April 30, 2008

unhealthy obsessions


i am not sure if they are at times unhealthy.
but i do know they are obsessions of mine...

music... i may be tone deaf that is why i cannot sing. but not knowing how to doesn’t take away the right to sing along to my fave tunes. alone of course. i have interests in various genre, or i may have forced myself to, for if i have decided to live and face life that is varied, then its soundtrack must be too.

books... it took me a long time before i was able to speak coherently. my parents and relatives have to resort to many things aside from medical help, short of voodooism, to enable me to finally utter some words in comprehensible order. that’s why i love reading books. great books. to revel in the beauty of words, of communicating from the depths of one’s heart.

gadgets... it’s not that i have a lot, it’s what i believe i may need, especially for what i do. it’s not that i am adept at using everything i may have, it’s that i take great joy in discovering the many uses a thing has to offer and how it can make my life a lot easier. whatever it is, this is what i look for - ease of use, elegance. something to remind me of people’s names and faces, significant dates with destiny.

surfing the net and tv channels... it’s a great time-waster. i can’t focus on one channel, that’s just me.

movies... i only watch if a movie is of epic proportion... if not, it’s because i have other reasons not that relevant enough for discussion.

photography... im a newbie. i don’t edit. i just shoot. places, faces. life as it comes when it comes. i delete no matter how beautiful a pciture is if it doesn’t speak to me. i retain no matter how a shot doesn’t conform to rules of photography if it tugs at my heartstrings.

places... i love going to new places to remind me my world and concerns are larger than i may lead myself to believe.

people... i love being with people. on my own terms. when i want to. i think i’m not built to be much of a people person. i cherish being alone. i look forward to moments with myself. but i love being with people who share my own craziness and peculiarities for they assure me i’m normal. and i love being with people who are so unlike me (people who disagree with me and the way i look at life or approach life), i even teach myself to learn to love them if it does not come naturally to me, for they remind me to appreciate life and it’s uniqueness and how much they enrich me in particular and life in general.

work... in my next life, i hope i will be a being person. for now, i’m more of a doing person. period.

they may not appear in that order. they may not occur often. but if ever they do, they take up much of my time, if not my energy.

this is my only prayer - as a priest, as a believing person - may all of these lead me to god. amen.

lotto winner


i admit it...
the biggest pot in phillipine lotto history (p249m= $6m) did not only capture the imagination of many, but mine as well.
if i were the one who won, what would have i done with the money?

buy new things, gadgets, properties?
give some to friends, families?
give most of it to charity, church, anyone who is in need?
or give it all back to an institution capable of helping others help themselves
and go back living life as if winning the lotto never happened?

the possibilities may be long but they are not endless,
it can only go as far as the money can take it.
but the possibilities of its effect to a persons character may go more than that.
and so, again, the million dollar question remains.
what will i ever do with the money if ever i get my hands on it?

when is enough, enough?
if i have love, do i ever need the money?
if i do not have love, what will i ever do with all that money?

a couple of bucks, a million bucks?
what does it matter?
if ever i get my hands on money,
does the amount matter
with what ill do with it?
ultimately, winning the lottery should not change me.
i should change the money.

enough.
it has taken much of my time already.
it is time to pray.

today i decide to write...


i have decided i should put out my own blog.
to write.
about anything. everything.
maybe to share my thoughts.
but its mostly for myself.
that i may satisfy.
my itch to write.