This performance was held at the Rose Theatre Garden Square in the City of Brampton, a Toronto suburb.What I particularly like about our Fiesta is that not only this celebrates an event, It also aims to spread enthusiasm and cool cheerful culture we have as Filipinos.
I have limited perception at key moments, which I find funny. I am not a fucking philosopher. Stuff float everywhere. With my limited and scrambled knowledge, here are some examples of statements I pretty find interesting:
1.) Statements that are statements
2.) Statements that give birth to additional different statements ( vice-versa)
3.) Statements that provokes a question (vice-versa)
4.)Statement of trolls, void, noise
5.)Inconvenient and convenient statements
When you ask a question you will have an answer. First from yourself then from others or any stimuli near at you.
Sometimes I believe that being fundamental all the time is not enough. I once read an unrelated pun: “It is hard to explain pun to a kleptomaniac because he/she takes everything literally.”
There are times that you have to provide an idea, an insight and a way to make things better. But any kind of process demands conflict, demands scrutiny and demands inquiry.
That doesn’t include things that people consider, their ego, their need to see things their way which most of the time is not a problem. The problem happens when they become blind.
Whenever I thought of her, I am filled with hope, with an inspired sense of strength coming from the universe. Sometimes i am ecstatic, wild, unable to restrain myself from anything. I push forward,hard enough beyond my skill only to be punched back. A strenuous cycle.
But the sight of her, when she flash in my head is angelic, powerful that she radiates more than charm. More of like a gentle tune of harp from heaven when her image appeared in my consciousness. I temporarily lost my identity, having an amnesia seeing that serene maiden.
Have we known each other before? I ask myself. She’s like that great princess that a man promised to protect and marry after that ancient battle a thousand of years ago. I am puzzled like fuck. Could it be I am that man? But for me today, she is simple. Draped in smooth curtain of other tasks. There are some things we can’t explain.
One day in the bus, I am always lazy that I find it damn hard to keep my change and the ticket. I am lazy to look inside my bag, lazy for everything, as if a positive reinforcement somewhere coming from a far-away cosmos. I see a flow of people, a view of horde to catch the bus, to catch the time for work. I feel that mystic connection of none-sense. And saw that news on TV of group of people receiving relief goods.My nerdy head kicks in.
Could it be that there are really signs that I have to decode? That resource allocation are one of the best things that are taboo in these times?
That when you take away that mythical economic pie from the rich to benefit the poor, you’ll be in war for doing so?
Bitcoin currency systems initiated that, now they are battling the war of doubts and usual shit.
I guess there is better than currency itself, I remembered that kickass trailer from American Hustle: “Always favor favor than money.” We are all in search for countless clues, yet thinking and doing trips about them is real damn challenge..
Ethics are simple but sometimes weird. There are varying degrees into what makes a person this and that and you hurt or please somebody to continue doing so. There are certain things that you have to realize on judging whether you have crossed the line or not.
I guess there are two kinds of ethics: the ones you know and others know and the ones you don’t know but others know.
The latter seems like unfair or unstable. Sacred images, personal scriptures people worship and don’t want you to know. Dealing with people is easy, making them trust you is another story. And to survive is to have most number of people who believes in you versus people who hates you for no solid ground.
I do not care about making mistakes. History is awesome. Once you get to realize that everything you have right now is the product of thousand mistakes in the past, then you’ll be fearless. Mistakes are natural, a byproduct of trying what you have for what you want to do.
Rather wallow on cements of fear, get the fuel up by polished wheels.
I know to be true that I do not take advantage of the moments to get ideas on what to write. I write because I want to write not because I hope I will please this person or this group or any motherfucking idea people want to insist. I know to be true that I do my best to be authentic as possible because there is no way other than my way. I am influenced, but I do not copy.
Regardless of the facts, at all times you have to listen. a
Attend to the feelings of people around you, be more empathetic, be more enthusiastic and be real.
“Things do not pass for what they are but for what they seem. To be of use and to know how to show yourself of use, is to be twice as useful. What is not seen is as if it was not. Even the Right does not receive proper consideration if it does not seem right. The observant are far fewer in number than those who are deceived by appearances. Deceit rules the roast, and things are judged by their jackets, and many things are other than they seem. A good exterior is the best recommendation of the inner perfection” -Baltasar Gracian
Heto yung guiding idea bat napasabak ako ngayon sa mga social media kalokohan. Hindi ako pala-Facebook. Minsan lang talaga ako magbukas. Pero demanding kasi ang technology ngayon, so kung para sa kabinet lang yung ugali mo, aamagin ka, big time.
May mga sukatan ng insight kung ano ka, ano silbi mo, ano impact mo, ano contribution mo at iba pa. Mga numero mga patunay na ganito at ganyan.
Hindi ibig sabihin herd follower ako. Kailangan lang talaga ng patuloy na groundwork. Ewan, parang ingay lang to eh, pero kailangan eh.
Doable? Yes. Overnight? No