Tuesday
Loss
"You know it's been said that we just don't recognize the significant moments of our lives while they're happening. We grow complacent with ideas, or things or people and we take them for granted and it's usually not until that thing is about to be taken away from you that you've realized how wrong you've been that you realized how much you need it, how much you love it."
-Nathan Scott Everyday is Sunday Evening |
Sunday
Drug artists
Our society has mastered the way of creating standards and norms prejudicial to people. No matter how well the human society tried to contravene the situation, the old culture of discrimination and double standards keep lurking in the outsets of almost every civil activity. As a result of this old sophistication, one of the most common victims are those who are in the music industry especially band members and rock artists.
It was very unfortunate that recently, one of the country's icon in the band industry suffered cardiac arrest. Ely Buendia, the former frontman of the almost legendary Eraserheads was stricken by a fatal cardiac arrest while he was on his gig with his band Pupil. News came ablazing as it spreads towards the entire nation who was once bedazzled by this young man's song writing prowess. What was more unfortunate, as if to add insult to injury are the speculations that drugs was the root of the artist sudden scathing situation.
In our present society, it has become an automatic notion that band members are drug users if not drug addicts. Such a demeaning and discriminating perception ironically has found its way in our social minds and most has accepted it as a general norm. It was unfortunate though, for I myself became a part of the band culture. I have became a living testimony that not all band members and rockers use drugs and are all alcohol abusive persons. I have gone to different places, played on different gigs, met different persons but still on those numerous occasions I have never tasted alcohol nor tried using drugs. May be some are trying drugs, maybe most of them; but what I am trying to say is that while it may be evident that drugs is a prevalent thing on this part of of our society, it must never be the basis to brand every musician as drug addicts or users. I am not creating this post for that sake or grandstanding or anything. What I would like to point out is the very truth on the old cliche that everything depends on the person. Being a drug user depends on the person and not on the society or group or culture he's situated.
Ely Buendia is fighting hell on this very moment of his life. Deriving notions which are irrational, impulsive and non the less discriminating will not do him any good nor it may benefit the culprits who spread new about him being an addict. Is this the way to pay respect to persons who did something marvelous for us, who entertained us through his dreams, who wrote songs based on the realities of our lives? I certainly know it isn't.Labels: insights, rants |
Saturday
Forlorn
I made a promise and I have kept it. Each and every time I seem to rationalize, I don't even see the purpose but still, I brave the pain, I swallowed my pride and forgo of myself. Maybe you're that important, maybe that's how I care. Now I feel exhausted and full of pain. Did you even think about me? I was there when you needed me, and I'll always be there, in the end, where were you? I don't want to force the issue, I know I have no right.
But after all, when all has been said and done, I'll still be here. I'll hold the flame for every one to see. It'll remind me how you've been and always will be a part of me.Labels: emotions, rants |
Thursday
Regrets
"Regret comes in all shapes and sizes. Some are small like when we do a bad thing for a good reason. Some are bigger like when you let down a friend. Some of us escape the pain of regret by making the right choice. Some of us have little time for regret because we're looking forward to the future. Sometimes we have to fight to come to terms with the past, and sometimes we bury our regret by promising to change your own ways. But, our biggest regrets are not for the things we did -- but, for the things we didn't do. Things we didn't say that could've save someone that we care about. Especially when we can see the dark storm that's headed their way."
-Lucas Scott All these things that I've done
Labels: emotions, insights, quotations, rants |
Wednesday
Throw some hate, toss some disregard
I am your shelter. I am your abode, I'll keep you safe and warm. I am an ear if you want to talk. I'll be the tears if you have none, when yours has dried because of the indifferent one. I'll think for you, I'll stress myself. When you're too busy I'll be waiting; I'll keep distance when proximity starts to infuriate you. I'll be the strength when you are weak. When you're defeated I'll be the ransom. I'll be a clown when you are mad or just be here when you are sad. I'll try to fit into my jeans. I'll eat up my pride. I am a paper if you wanted to write. I'll try to dance the brilliant dance knowing there'll be no other chance.
And when our sidestepping is over, do you even know who I am. There are times I don't exist. It's not because I can't, It's because you don't want to... I am me, do I have the right?Labels: emotions, rants |
Monday
Lethargic
Life doesn't like me at all. It always weaves hate upon me - telling me doing good things ain't gonna do me no good. Telling me good things ain't gonna happen. Tonight I stumble as I watch mud get slinged off my face, stones get thrown on me - unknowingly, out of somewhere it hit me. Life keeps on taunting me, yet I know I shouldn't back down. I know should be strong no matter what. I know some are counting on me, I know they're hoping. Someday, somehow, time will come. We'll never know. I'll never know.
My blog sounds crap. It yields emotions that others don't understand. It sounds nonsense.
Until the last resilient hope Is frozen deep inside my bones And this broken fate has claimed me And my memories for its own Your name is pounding through my veins Can't you hear how it is sung? And I can taste you in my mouth Before the words escape my lungs And I'll whisper only once...
- The Secret's in the Telling Dashboard Confessional
Labels: emotions, rants |
Borrowed time
As '06 bids goodbye we move forward to new things over the new horizon, it helps to think that the previous year wasn't so good as we had expected it - sure it makes a good motivation for us to double our efforts for the coming days.
The previous year for me was very tough. It had me shaken, sometimes confused. But thankfully I was blessed to be standing still after the smoke has cleared out. Last year was more of "downs" that "ups" for me. It may prove less fruitful in someway but I see everything as a blessing. I learned that life always yields struggles - especially when you're on the side of truth and fair play. I guess I never still have been through it all but it was really tough. I almost lost focus but still at the end, He doesn't let me fall. I am so very thankful.
I have made mistakes. I did a lot of failures. I overlooked things; even disregard those that warrants my attention. I may have uttered words which hurt others; I may have made the wrong decisions; gave the wrong advice; chose the wrong company; lived the wrong way. Still, I know all is not lost and I will make it a point that I will do better. I will give whats worth of this borrowed time.Labels: insights, rants |
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