Is it fair to appraise the beauty of a painting through words that describe it?
Days of frustration and perseverance expressed in numbers. Achievements summed up in lines of text. Measured by those who did not witness them, guided only by anecdotes from those that did. This is the method by which worth is judged. How can one feel justly quantified by such standards? How much attention can one's measure be given when it is only one among many?
The missus and I were driving around last weekend running some errands when they played "5 years" by Sugar Hiccup on the radio. I haven't heard the song in a while. I think it's been more than ten years since the song was released. But I do remember that made an impression on me when I first heard it. Since then it invokes a lot of imagery in my mind when I hear it. It's very haunting. I thought I should capture those images by writing them down. Just like the song, I tried to keep it abstract:
Sublime anguish, forlornness, ever present, ominous, and looming. To forget, she immerses herself in the mundane. Keep busy and distracted, that is the routine. But once in awhile a glimpse of other people's lives wakes a memory; a moment in her own life, of that life, of what used to be. The memory triggers another. Happy though they may be, they now overwhelm her, and sadden her. "He will never be back", a chant that echoes in her mind during these moments. It abates the surge of memories, plunging her back into despondency. He didn't leave willingly, it was not his choice, not within his power to avert. He was taken. He would never have left her of his own accord.
What I like best about the song is that it is mostly formless and raw, you can mold it so that it fits your experience. On a lighter note, I wanted to record a momentous event. My credit card has a zero balance: I've paid everything up! I'm so happy I could cry! I wanted to record this event for posterity's sake. Show my future children that it is possible, that it can be done. Let it be known that on this day, November 16, 2006, I am debt free! That is, just until the bills come in a week or two :P
But since I used up all my money paying off the credit card, here is the Christmas shopping list this year:
1. Mom - Pot Holder 2. Dad - Neck Tie 3. Brothers - Socks 4. Wife - Chocolates, with a hug and a kiss to make it extra sweet 5. Everyone Else - Christmas Cards *please note that all items in this list are prefixed with "cheap". It was removed for brevity.
I remember this list. I think I had it when I was back in college.
I've been looking for "An Inconvenient Truth" since earlier this year, when I first heard about it. I wanted to get it on DVD when I was back in Colorado through Amazon but found that it was not released at the time and was still running in limited theaters. Well, they're finally releasing it this November.
Global warming is fact, not a theory. The consequences are dire, maybe especially more so for us Filipinos. We live in an archipelago, a lot of people live in the coast, and a majority of our people depends on agriculture for their livelihood. In a decade our proud number of 7,107 islands might have to be revised and our Miss Universe contestants will have to learn a new number. See the film and spread the message. It might be the most important film you'll ever see. For those who need opinions other than mine, here's a link.
Thought I should modify my blog description. A sand castle signifies mortality or temporal existence. I didn't feel that the tag line "the only constant is change" had the same message. So I just wrote something new:
the tide comes in we crumble returned to whence we came the act is not malevolent it is natural and peaceful the surf stirs us drifting across the abyss glimpses of a foreign shore dreams of building once more
Four weeks after his death, Steve Irwin is still in international news' tops stories. The latest one talks of his wife's desire not to show the tape of his death publicly (I don't believe it should be). She herself has not seen the footage.
Steve was so fun to watch because he loved what he did. He was a sincere person and his enthusiasm was contagious. He is a huge loss to the animal conservation movement. He was a true steward of creation and a great ambassador. Found a little something in youtube that pays tribute to Steve Irwin. Rest in peace, you will be missed.
Is it fair to appraise the beauty of a painting through words that describe it?
I haven't heard the song in a while. I think it's been more than ten years since the song was released. But I do remember that made an impression on me when I first heard it. Since then it invokes a lot of imagery in my mind when I hear it. It's very haunting. I thought I should capture those images by writing them down. Just like the song, I tried to keep it abstract:
Sublime anguish, forlornness, ever present, ominous, and looming. To forget, she immerses herself in the mundane. Keep busy and distracted, that is the routine. But once in awhile a glimpse of other people's lives wakes a memory; a moment in her own life, of that life, of what used to be. The memory triggers another. Happy though they may be, they now overwhelm her, and sadden her. "He will never be back", a chant that echoes in her mind during these moments. It abates the surge of memories, plunging her back into despondency. He didn't leave willingly, it was not his choice, not within his power to avert. He was taken. He would never have left her of his own accord.
I've paid everything up! I'm so happy I could cry! I wanted to record this event for posterity's sake. Show my future children that it is possible, that it can be done. Let it be known that on this day, November 16, 2006, I am debt free! That is, just until the bills come in a week or two :P
But since I used up all my money paying off the credit card, here is the Christmas shopping list this year:
I've been looking for "An Inconvenient Truth" since earlier this year, when I first heard about it. I wanted to get it on DVD when I was back in Colorado through Amazon but found that it was not released at the time and was still running in limited theaters. Well, they're finally releasing it this November.
Thought I should modify my blog description. A sand castle signifies mortality or temporal existence. I didn't feel that the tag line "the only constant is change" had the same message. So I just wrote something new: 
