Of Connections

When you build bridges, you can keep crossing them.

~ Cameron Morrissey 

Lesson, do not burn bridges, you'll never know when to need one.

The Replay of Intercourse

The Replay of Intercourse

Saturday, September 05, 2015

5:54 AM

Tell me.

 

When to open my eyes so that I can see again the pureness of how to love again,

But how come this heart of mine cannot imagine the beauty of your love,

Despite your profound meaning to make our soul as one

Am I the stone that has been defied to live and just function as the mere adornment

to the road of barrenness?

Or I was just so insensitive that I can no longer struck by the cupid's arrow?

Is it the mist of the morning fog that let me not see how beautiful you are?

Or my eyes are just clouded by the perfection I aspire for you to bear.

But…

There's no such as perfection,

There's no such immaculate tenderness - my soul longs for you to be;

 

There is reality.

 

Yet I couldn't fathom why my entrance to the acceptance of your reality

Pains me to sing the unison of your breathing.

It pains me to know that I enjoy the solitude;

That only in reflection after the deepest of meditation

Dawns me a feeling of emptiness

A feeling of unsaid heartbreak

 

That will stop,

 

As soon as I enter the cycle of journeying this life

And the path loops, it goes on.

And on, and on.

 

A replay.

 

 

 

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Of Love

I don't think love is changing or saving a person. It's about finding the person who's already fit in it. 

- Diggle (Arrow)

Meet Winter

So I got him, back in June this year. It's been two months more or less. The joy and pride of having one of these make me feel more confident. Not only in my driving skills but primarily in dealing with the road. My perception changed as soon as I learnt how to drive, in contrast to when I was just a passenger in the jeep or minivan or any public utility vehicle (PUV) - which has been the case for most of my living years on earth.

Somehow, a paradigm shift opened each day I drive. Being empathetic now to drivers of PUVs as we share the road, that they too are just victims of a low standard traffic rules imposed in the country. Imagine the case of PUV drivers stopping anytime to get and drop the passengers - without proper stop and pickup points - that leads to the infinite maze of uncertainty as you join them on the road.

If we are to reverse the picture - it'd be more organized for PUVs to have Stop and pickup points along with rules on how many minutes they should be allowed waiting on those areas.

The above was just one of my observations - I still have more (which shall be posted) in the future.

In my course of driving where I didn't take a formal driving lesson - in fact I just learned driving via the help of my car salesman/dealer, I get to appreciate and be true to the rules of the road. Trying my best to influence other motorists by setting an example such as stopping at a red light despite in the wee hours of the morning on a crossing, where the streets are mostly empty. That even if no ones watching you, no traffic enforcer nearby, I still aspire to be consistent in following the traffic rules.

Winter is awesomely good, I get to use to him as I progress in my driving experience each day.

Until next post.

- Mac

Batangas 2015

It was that time of the year where summer days would really move you to get your feet out of the normal routine and drag you in the beach.

It's a privilege one though, an invite, actually, a self-invite.

Courtesy of the "operations" - a time to celebrate their successes and a time to unwind on a personal note.

I had a great time with it, a two day, one night beach and pool indulgence.

This is back in March 2015. 'Twas a late post.