September 28th, 2005
first entry
this is my first entry in this blog.
i'l leave my site for a while and conform myself to this tablet of space. if you miss the old site, well don't.
leave the past behind. as simple as it gets.
this is my first entry in this blog.
i'l leave my site for a while and conform myself to this tablet of space. if you miss the old site, well don't.
leave the past behind. as simple as it gets.
I believe that almost all our sadnesses are moments of tension, which we feel as paralysis because we no longer hear our surprised feelings living. Because we are alone with the alien thing that has entered into our self; because everything intimate and accustomed is for an instant taken away; because we stand in the middle of a transition where we cannot remain standing. For this reason the sadness too passes: the new thing in us, the added thing, has entered our heart, has gone into its innermost chamber and is not even there anymore, - is already in our blood. And we do not know what it was. We could easily be made to believe that nothing happened, and yet we have changed, as a house that a guest has entered changes. We cannot say who has come, perhaps we shall never know, but many signs indicate that the future enters us in this way in order to transformed itself in us, long before it happens. And that is why it is so important to be solitary and attentive when one is sad: because the apparently uneventful and stark moment at which our future sets foot in us is so much closer to life than that other loud and fortuitous point of time at which it happens to us as if from outside. The more still, the more patient and open we are when we are sad, so much deeper and so much the more unswervingly does the new go into us, so much the better do we make it ours, so much the more will it be our destiny, and when on some later day it "happen" (that is, steps forth out of us to others), we shall feel in our most innermost selves akin and near to it. And that is necessary. It is necessary - and toward this point our development will move, little by little - that nothing alien happen to us, but only what has long been our own.
Rainer Maria Rilke
i love math. i don't mind listening to anyone deriving the equation of multiple linear regression or any other equation or formula. it's as simple as walking for me. numbers fascinate me but they do not whelm me. it's one of them things when thinking is not required. when i'm solving a mathematical problem, i'm in a "zone" - spaced out, much like reading. the dynamics of numbers consume you as you consume them. it's not you at work; the numbers, symbols, and operations work you. you don't give much of anything except you being there then math starts working its stuff on you taking you to the (non) zero-sum zone.
hahaha. the genius travel/fashion photographer who knows my name!! but he's tooooo old; he could be my dad or maybe even the younger brother of my grandfather.
all right all right.
magpapaampon na lang ako. i'll inherit his millions worth of equipment (no exagerration)!
yeah, yeah.
i hear you; they will be obsolete and become museum wares by the time he kicks the bucket.
okay okay.
at least i have something to auction off at Christy's, right?! sige na nga! he's my idol!
Love is real, real is love,
Love is feeling, feeling love,
Love is wanting to be loved.
Love is touch, touch is love,
Love is reaching, reaching love,
Love is asking to be loved.
Love is you
You and me,
Love is knowing,
We can be.
Love is free, free is love,
Love is living, living love,
Love is needing to be loved.
i sang this with john lennon