Prudence and Madness

I’m afraid I have allowed May 15 to come without being fully prepared.  I was hoping to post something about the human violations in the Philippines that has continued to proliferate, like the case of missing and killed journalists and other people who have campaigned against the government, the unfortunate children being trafficked by greedy men and women, sold to slavery and prostitution, for money,  the untold tales of women being sexually abused, even in their own homes, and are forced to keep quiet in fear of being killed or their loved ones being harmed, and of OFWs being continually abused by their employers and the government not doing enough about it.

But because I was busy and lazy, I forgot to do my homework.

Hopefully, by reposting the badge as a reminder to those who may be interested in joining or those who may be able to do more to help the cause, I may be able to makeup for what I should have done.

Let us be reminded that we do have the power to fight for our basic human rights.  All we need to do is to use whatever means within our reach to let everyone who’d care to know that basic human rights are universal.  Blogging may be deemed too simple, too tame, to even fight back the big monsters.  But, at least, we do and we try.

Please do visit Bloggers Unite, blogging for hope.

I thought of this post while I was smoking a precious cigarette at the back of the clinic when there was a lull in the onslaught of patients for the day.  It felt good to be having that moment, no matter how brief it was.  I kind of miss being with myself, mulling over things, from the most mundane to the weirdest shit.

There are times when I wanted to speed up the days and the nights, so I might come to those most anticipated times, skipping over the stale ones.  It is as if there are just so many things to do and I want it all finished in a snap and see the results…so that I could move to doing some more things, others that are still lined up in the pipeline of work/tasks to be done.  Who could get bored with the number of things worth doing and with the number of experiences yet to be encountered?  How can anyone say that there isn’t much to do, when there are a million things to learn, to discover, to see, to play with, to fix, to burn, to destroy, to build, to create?  I, myself, get lost thinking of how awesome it would be to do most of what can be done in a lifetime.

But, at times, I wish that I could simply stop time and just stay there, with my burning cigarette, all things suspended and stand still, simply looking up at the dark, forbidding sky, as the smoke rises up to claim it.  A space in time to remember all that is good and true.  Skip those not so good times and play only the mirthful ones like what you do with your favorite movie, like The Matrix or Underworld.  Ah, what a joy!

However, even if I try to inhale the moment, savoring it, the moment I do, it’s gone.

Perhaps, perhaps, I was looking up too much.

Enoku Tofu shooter with herbal foam

I can’t believe that I can shoot tofu like a B52. Well, without the flame, of course. If you’re interested to try this one, just go to any CAV Wine Bar and Restaurant branch. In the Philippines, there’s a branch located at Bonifacio High Street in the same building where The Spa is located.

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