Sesquipedalianism

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5月

Profound Love in a Wild Heart

I was asked, "What is Profound Love?"

I answered, "He's my profound love."

(Okay, so there's a follow up question to that... but let me just keep it that way).

A topic of such depth and emotion can only be fully comprehended when the reluctance of the seekers heart is halted.

"Love seen as treacherous, because it seems to come and go uncertainly, and offer no stability to you. You do not see how limited and weak is your allegiance, and how frequently you have demanded that love go away, and leave you quietly alone in "peace." As I've read in Foundation for Inner Peace.

To me the meaning of love so profound is when an emotion is so deep that it can not be put into words, or when the heart itself feels an anxiety that it causes loss of breathe, it's a feeling so overwhelming that I can only describe it as simply intriguing, but noble. The connection to your full aliveness, to your wild creative source. You are a being of pulsing color, your veins filled with paint, your heart filled with song. Your feet were meant to stomp and leap and dance. Your hands were meant to greedily reach for all that life has to offer. It makes you something wild it is reflected in the deep rocky wilderness of the mountains, the wild crashing of the ocean waves, the wildly rampant growth of all the green living things that blanket this planet, and the wild elemental energies of the sun and wind and rain.

Mortal love is indeed a profound subject.

"The point to be considered in any moment is not whether or not you are being loved. What must be observed is that you yourself are not loving. Human beings can always actively love, even in the face of betrayal – but, instead, they tend to choose the acts of separation, and all the acts of separativeness."
The Complete Yoga, pp.74, 77

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3月

Special Beginning

“The growth of the big will come from the growth of its smaller entities.”

I would like to THANK and extend my gratitude to the people who are incessantly visiting and following my pages midst of my hiatus. Everything is appreciated and welcome wholeheartedly.

I am currently in self-innovation; meeting new friends, meeting new colleagues and learning a lot of things. Emphasizing the self’s capacity for change and improvement. Start doing new and remarkable things, talking about inner innovation; doing research, brainstorm and talk about innovation in a personal level. Innovation involves change and changes should not have to affect anybody.

I believe that even simple changes can attract rapid growth.

More of Me... in return. ^_^

3月

Can you live longer for me?

It’s crazy every time you talk about death and anything about sickness/illness, of that sort. The idea of us not being together is already like life living in the edge of death, how can you even talk about dying all the time? It feels awful.

My foolish heart wishes you would live longer for selfish reason that it doesn’t want to lose you. She loves you so much that it’s enough to keep you in an odd way; contented being that way.

It’s more of a selfish motive, but I’m not the one who’s gaining the most here. I just hope you will stay strong and taking care of yourself. So, please do me a good favour, for the life of possibilities and profundities... Can you live longer for me?

3月

key to my heart

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© Yllumière Leir Es Saudadex 2010

2月

Supercalifragilistic

Sesquipedalianism has been left out for awhile due to a very toxic schedule. Likewise “Behind Every Photograph” photo-blog. I miss writing my thoughts and now everything’s colliding behind every neurons and glial cells.

This widely known “Attitude” (above poster) of Charles Swindoll inspires me a lot like it’s been posted in my brain-frame. Swindoll is an evangelical Christian pastor, author, educator and radio preacher.

If you know Swindoll, you’ll never go wrong.

12月

2012: Hoping it's my Year!

For years and years...
It's amazing how you keep me interested in all the things that you are, more and more;
make me fall again and again.
With or without me by your side, I'll stand by you..
holding my faith in you.
Will love you infinitely.

Through this...
I'm sharing the love and harmony between couples, families, friends, relatives;
EVERYBODY..

Have a peaceful - less disaster year 2012!

I don't believe in resolutions.. it should start in determination to change, since New Year for me means, new beginning. Start anew, leave what's not good, and not profitable as a whole in our existence.

I hope our government officials would be selfless, and practice empathy more, so they can serve better. And each of us, do our part for the good and the better life, without pointing fingers to put the blame, just for the sakes.

Cheers to 2012!!!

Happy New Year

12月

Love in Christmas

In the old days, it was not called the Holiday Season; the Christians called it 'Christmas' and went to church; the Jews called it 'Hanukkah' and went to synagogue; the atheists went to parties and drank. People passing each other on the street would say 'Merry Christmas!' or 'Happy Hanukkah!' or (to the atheists) 'Look out for the wall!' ~ Dave Barry, "Christmas Shopping: A Survivor's Guide"

Instead of being a time of unusual behavior, Christmas is perhaps the only time in the year when people can obey their natural impulses and express their true sentiments without feeling self-conscious and, perhaps, foolish. Celebrate this Christmas like a child. Enjoy the innocent joy of Christmas.

Christmas is forever, not for just one day.
I hope everyday, we bear in mind to always give love and share blessings, forgive and spend time with our families. Give it a tradition.

REMEMBER THE TRUE ESSENCE OF CHRISTMAS.
Here's the Story:
Christmas Origin

Merry Christmas

11月

unrealistic obsession

◊ Open Letter ◊

The words I write upon the page cannot begin to explain the imprint you have left in my heart, it has been ages ago. To me you were the most desirable, special person in the world. My body still aches for the closeness, the bond we shared. I still think about you, all that you have become and do and then I remember, you are not who I remember anymore, but instead a new version of you. You have both helped and hindered me, the person that I was and the person that I have become. A part of me hated you for years, for torturing my heart strings and for a long period I wished to never lay eyes on you again. As for now, I still think of you, but I have packed you away in my mind and heart, a tiny minute space, a small package, but a lifetime of memories I could never regret.

It was then. And was until now...

I first thought you are better happy without me. Knew your fate was not mine to have. Not that I ever thought, but I'd flirt with the idea sometimes. I am lost. Some will say, try and find. But I prefer not to look anymore. I've already seen all the colors the rainbow lays. They'll tell you it should be enough. That the hurt only proves. They'll tell you all sorts of things. Because they know you'll listen. But I can't hear anymore what they're saying. Our time was then. And now is all I am. One wing tries, but isn't sufficient. Truth comes in sudden bursts and there is nothing I can do except watch the explosion.

Okay, so you only know me enough to smile vague recognition, but I have more of a sense of you beyond physical. I try and step outside of myself to ask why I might want this unreal and unrealistic obsession for years. There is the mirror in cool disconnect. Magnifying every fraying thread on the screws you twist fitted like second skin to that frail skeleton. There is the ink in hues of the deepest color flowing like blood to the end of every single vein in your skin. So much we are. But have never been. The nothing collects each moment as tomorrow tempts waning debates within. Distilling truth from lies. Neither quenches my thirst. But both are addictive. It was ugly as most things are. Blank with futility. Corrupt with hope. As sweet as the first taste. As sour as the last.

I can still feel in my bones and flowing through my blood that our story isn't finished being told. I know it the same way I know that the sun doesn't stop shining just because it gets dark outside. I stopped telling people, though, because I was supposed to stop and live like a hermit. Happiness is not happiness because it's on the other side. Do I have to get it?

Unfortunately, I couldn’t find the answers; I 'm too preoccupied it seems with wondering about you, dreaming of scenarios where we might have become. The heart wants what the heart wants. So how to tend to the heart without losing oneself to its unreasonable demands? An age old question I guess, but I wish I had an answer. I am exhausted by this.

With lots of love but also frustration.

11月

powerful little words

Over the years as I've sought out ideas, principles and strategies to life's challenges, I've come across four simple words that can make living worthwhile.

First, life is worthwhile if you Learn. What you don't know WILL hurt you. You have to have learning to exist, let alone succeed. Life is worthwhile if you learn from your own experiences - negative or positive. We learn to do it right by first sometimes doing it wrong. We call that a positive negative. We also learn from other people's experiences, both positive and negative. I've always said that it is too bad failures don't give seminars. Obviously, we don't want to pay them so they aren't usually touring around giving seminars. But that information would be very valuable – we would learn how someone who had it all then messed it up. Learning from other people's experiences and mistakes is valuable information because we can learn what not to do without the pain of having tried and failed ourselves.

We learn by what we see so pay attention. We learn by what we hear so be a good listener. Now I do suggest that you should be a selective listener, don't just let anybody dump into your mental factory. We learn from what we read so learn from every source; learn from lectures; learn from songs; learn from sermons; learn from conversations with people who care. Always keep learning.

Second, life is worthwhile if you Try. You can't just learn; now you have to try something to see if you can do it. Try to make a difference, try to make some progress, try to learn a new skill, try to learn a new sport. It doesn't mean you can do everything, but there are a lot of things you can do, if you just try. Try your best. Give it every effort. Why not go all out?

Third, life is worthwhile if you Stay. You have to stay from spring until harvest. If you have signed up for the day or for the game or for the project - see it through. Sometimes calamity comes and then it is worth wrapping it up. And that's the end, but just don't end in the middle. Maybe on the next project you pass, but on this one, if you signed up, see it through.

And lastly, life is worthwhile if you Care. If you care at all you will get some results, if you care enough you can get incredible results. Care enough to make a difference. Care enough to turn somebody around. Care enough to start a new enterprise. Care enough to change it all. Care enough to be the highest producer. Care enough to set some records. Care enough to win.

Four powerful little words: learn, try, stay and care.

What difference can you make in your life today by putting these words to work?

Four Words That Make Life Worthwhile
by Jim Rohn

11月

Pacman is not Ironman

It's really funny how people think.. (I am included). =^_^=
It somehow triggered me to comment, because it's quite annoying and a bit out of hand when people talk without probing how they can affect others.

What’s evident is that whoever wins, “opinions” will always be favorable to the underdog. There will always be against it, somebody will talk about it. This and that is being "cheated" and vice versa. And again this kind of “talk” is nonstop like wildfire.

As for the result, just these points ---
~ Just be appeased for the fact that it will be our country’s proud achievement, still -- Pacquiao declared as winner.

~ Sad, if this certain “achievement” is gained through, as we say it “pang-luluto” or “pandadaya”. Kasiraan din ng bansa. But of course, iyon eh haka-haka lang. Hearsay, no basis at all. If the “authorized people” said Manny Pacquiao won the fight, so be it. Why can't we be supportive (and just be happy) for our fellow Filipino.

~ If it happened that the certain fight is being manipulated, why do we have to single out Manny Pacquiao as being a remiss. We have to view it in a bigger picture rather than blaming the fighter alone, by dragging issues not related to the game.

~ In general, people expect that everytime Pacquiao throws out the punch it'll always be a K.O. We should bear in mind that every game is always for the player on how they're going to play the game. In my opinion, I'd rather see the fight being struggled (can't find a fine word for it) to the last minute and what's greater is that to know who will be worthy of the title. For the entirety, I've realized Pacman is still like any other man who gets bruises battling for his integrity. He's not as steel as he is even how numb his body gets from series of training.

That damned man is being challenged. That is what the game is all about.

Anyways, will continue to hear what really happened in there when Pacman comes home.

Hunch is right all along even before the game started. No further elucidation.

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