Man Shall Live!

    In the event that the world is extinguished, man will live on. And this is a matter of fact.
    The immediate reasons for the discussion of an absurd idea is limited to the opinion of a misfortuned audience. It has, however, become exceedingly important in infinitesimal proportions. The notion of a defeated man amongst the monsters he has created is a widespread agenda, one which many holds prophetic and inevitable. The current degeneration of man and society and the physical world it lives on points directly to an apocalyptic disappearance of life itself. The universal law of increasing entropy drains power to all ideas which defy destruction. And the suicidal culture which pervades the world through addictive pleasures and ecstatic illusions brings about the non-fictional tragic novel that everyone reads, sees, and hears (though the latter is somewhat helpful in stopping the population explosion, it should be apparent with further research on other environmental sources that too much culling would lead to a population crash). This hellish perspective is bound to be thrown to itself, however.
    The open system with which living things operate cannot continue on its own. The close association of all life in the biosphere is what poets and biologists deeply acknowledge. The circle is not a simple one, however; each link is a level higher. This impossible but real relation can be likened to a surreal river which flows round itself. The circle of life is also the pyramid of levels. To further confuse the analogy, the pyramid's bottom is as high as the pyramid's top. How would that be? Tracing the lineage of organisms from the most primitive to the most modern, the development is apparent. Life formed itself into bigger units, with greater complexity. Thus is the move from the unicellular to the multicellular (and if science fiction would be right, to multi-organism). At first look this is a linear progression, from something crude to something better. It is a very important thing to note, however, that unicellular life has advantages over multicellular life, and vice-versa. That is, bacteria possess better survivability than humans. The diversity of conditions that these single cells can live on – from the extreme conditions of temperature, salinity, etc to the median of which we could call “normal” - they simply cannot be eliminated. And they, in association with viruses (of which, even if there are strong arguments against its being “living”, can give rise to life i.e. evolve into a living thing if the need arises), are in many ways indestructible. On the other hand, however, is the complexity with which even man cannot understand, and which renders invincibility in one way or another. It is the difficulty of a brain contemplating itself, but the other end of the spectrum could be roughly labeled as “reason” with adequate logicality. The way bacteria survive is by mere adaptibility through simplicity; man, on the other hand, survives by adaptation through intelligence. If a bacteria can live by altering itself to suit the situation, man is known to alter situations to suit himself. In some ways technology is limited, but in the core of each one's hearts is the truth that time is science's only constraint. Thus the human end of the pyramid defies entropy through understanding.
    Of course, one would be disturbed by this mad-scientist point of view. It should be clarified, however, that the term “reason” is not limited to science. Faith has logic in itself, and the spirit is ever as powerful as matter.
    Thus man will survive. If the world degenerates, man would be able to refresh it. If Earth explodes, then other planets would be colonized. If the universe collapses, then dimension-hopping would be the solution. And if Armageddon comes, then let us all be saved by the cross!

Sonnet Rage

To taste the fine air in this Earth
The moment of life which runs fast
It's but a period, death and birth
And everything which does not last
Yet dreams woven and passions baked
Till gems of satisfaction fade
Ambitions pushed high, desires staked
And persons bring you harm and aid
The end is a veiled ecstasy
Through thorns and roses is the way
Yet living is a fallacy
If to live's but living today
Then what does this conundrum mean
If life's purpose has never been?

Standing by the moonlit river
The rustling woods, the chilling air
The stars that seem to dance and quiver
There is no cure to grave despair
As the howls of the wind dissolve
So are the cries of cowardice
The single flare of act involve
The surest path to a dead bliss
For nothing is yet worse enough
Than the murder of happiness
The absolute freeze, a grim trough
The downward wave of loneliness
The greatest frustration abounds
When decisions are without grounds

The sands that flow away unstopped
Drain finite possibilities
One's reflections unsure, abrupt
Vague objects become certainties
Motives behind all previous acts
Wasteful deceit and vanity
When one discovers what one lacks
Fulfillment's disability
Keeping promises is one thing
Pay debts, tell truths, smile, sing a song
Principles entail everything
To obey for safety is wrong
Simple as it seems, it's not all
For at it's best death deserves a call

Sick as the livid muck of blood
Throbbing termination at stake
Untamed emotions gush and flood
To a deadly sulfuric lake
Tremble, ye who destroys poor lives
The torture is yet to come by
When disease and fire and deadly knives
Fall down the blood-strewn sky
Marching bands of  cosmic beings
And minions of the hideous beast
All of pain's repugnant siblings
Clamor for the infernal feast
What a pity, what a sight it should have been
For the evil-doers to be caught in between!

To look through the eyes of the past
To remember things  created
In a lifetime which would not last
And a self that's isolated
One holds on to what is dearest
Whatever that something could be
To bliss or that which would be nearest
But that is a cruel decree
For man, as he can be the worst
He carries a dignified face
In nobility his is first
There's none a more chivalrous race
And as I gaze through the looking glass
My friends are there, having a class!

Time, that which flies across the sky
Like an eagle, lives on its claws
Like a leech, draining man's life dry
A soldier charging without pause
Many have sought to turn it back
Or retard its unchallenged march
Eternity, they seem to lack
The sea of seconds they parch
Yet all comprehend how they're in vain
To battle the gentle keeper
For, fearing age, in youth they are slain
And they sink even deeper
But wisdom owl speaks of one adage
Time is generous; it is we who should change

Stars in the Sky

Stars and sky
looking up
facing God
and His face
everywhere
looking through
seeing with
knowing what
or when or
why; question
thoroughly
seeking in
the life, of
yourself; you
you who lives
in you, who
is yourself
staring at
the mirror
reflection
of the me
that they see
but who is
me? the me
that I know
is it still
me? the me
that they know
is it me?
Who is me?
Thinking of
thinking that
thinking is
thinking which
thinking would
think of. Me
or the stars
and the sky
existence
it is not
dependence
it is like
thinking, for
thinking is
thinking that
thinking is
thinking for
the thinking
of thinking
and I am
I who is
the I that
I am, as
I see it
or they see
for what they
see is not
what they see
but it is
what I see
that they see
and this I
who sees what
they see, and
knows what they
see as what
I see on them
is the me
that resides
outside all
not reason
no logic
can ever do
can ever reveal
can ever excise
this self and the selves of others
that sees what others see
as I see them, or
sees me as what
all others see
as what I see them to see me
no other reason
except for itself
and that is Him
within us
where all our hope resides.

I am who He sees me to be.

Lyn

Valentines. Why is it on February 14? Why does everyone call it “love's” day?

Crush. Why do people think of them during Valentine's day? Why are people ashamed of telling their crushes?

Gifts. Why do they give gifts to their crushes? Why do they do it secretly?

Roses. Why do people buy roses during Valentine's day? Why do they bloom only on that day?

Red. Why are roses red? Why is Valentine's day red?

Chocolates. Why do they give chocolates to girls? Why does chocolate taste sweet on Valentine's day?

Sweet. How do we know some thing's “sweetness”? How are people, and people's girl crushes, sweet?

Girls. Why are people spending so much of themselves trying to “get” a girl? What is “getting” a girl?

Date. Why do people go out on dates during February 14? How does it “get” a girl? Why does it have to be “romantic” and “intimate”?

Romance. Why is love a Roman thing? How would romance be in another world's perspective?

Intimate. What is the reason for the “closeness” that people want with a girl? What will this “closeness” lead to?

Courting. How do boys and girls fall in love? Why do they have to “court” in order to get in love?

Relationship. What is a relationship? Why wouldn't it last these days?

Hands. Why do people hold each other's hands during Valentine's day? Why do they do it often?

Kiss. What is with the touching of the lips that binds two souls together? Why is it pleasant?

Love. How does one love?

A fleeting passion
What do roses mean to you?
I love you is all.

Distant everyday memories...

STolen from yoni...for some reason ginawa ko 'to...

Here are the rules:

1. Put your iTunes on shuffle. //musicmanager lng ang akin eh...
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS
4. Tag at least 10 friends who might enjoy doing the game as well as the person you got the note from.

1) IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?

"Cinema Paradiso-weplay" //eh???

2) WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?

"Dream" //haha...dream-y pla ako ngaun

3) WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?

"My Immortal" //WTH haha...gusto ko ng zombie.:))

4) HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?

"River Flows in You" //ooh...emo huh...

5) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?

"Tattoo" //okay...ano to,literal or heartbroken ang labas ko? aww...:))

6) WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?

"Code Geass - Hitomi no Tsubasa" //ok,so may "wings in my eyes" i.e. geass ako..oooh

7) WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?

"Cruel Angel's Thesis" /*wat. neon gen antagonist emo misunderstandable shinji-ish dork... na                                 pla ako...*/

8) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN?

"Cannon in D" //ok...

9) WHAT IS 2+2?

"No me Ames" //wahaha...

10) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?

"True" //oh no...:D

11) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?

"Crush" //ok...hahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHA

12) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?

"Beethoven 7th Symphony" //waaaaaat

13) WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?

"No Air" //ok...SPACE!  waaa

14) WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?

"The Prayer" //waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

15) WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?

"Row row fight the power" //is this even possible????

16) WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?

"Snow Station" //ooh...5cm/sec death at train station...:))

17) WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?

"Say it again" //waa,sirang plaka ba ako? :))

18) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?

"Feeling that doesn't reach" //oops...haha,cno kaya makagets nito

19) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?

"Kiss" //NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

20) WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?

"Code Geass - Mosaic World" //pwde...

21) HOW WILL YOU DIE?

"end theme" //okay,mamatay nga ako sa train...

22) WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?

"Sorairo 'Blue' Days" //but i'm emo...hehe

23) WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?

"feeling of power" //ha? haha? hahaha? hahahaha...huh?

24) WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?

"Love Song" //wcdvyjv ydfcLH8QD27377r&^$%^^....

25) WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?

"Burn" //ano,masusunog ako? :D pero yes ata to...wahahaha

26) WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?

"Standing at the edge of the Earth" //ok,that's SCARY

27) DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?

"Code Geass - Colors" //ok,di ko gets...

28) IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?

"Light on" //eh? isasara ko ang ilaw???

29) WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?

"poem of the sky and sea" //haha,ewan

30) WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS NOTE AS?

"Distant everday memories"

ok,so sira na ba ang blog ko dhil dito?

well, naisip ko lng mg-unwind...or ewan.haha.post-valentines treat? haha...dhil ba 'to sa nangyari...:))

anyways,thanks to yoni (may collaborator pa cya...:D) nabuo to...lol. yun lng.

time check:05:05 am.no sleep yet.:D

P.S. i tag everyone!!! hehe,joke lng.

Sonnet 16: La Vita Circulare

the newborn sun has come to take its place
and reclaim its throne from such aweful darkness
ugly to behold, yet cunning in its ways
the night has deceived the world
but now it never will
to pierce the eyes of judgement
that was sharpened by darkness itself
it is nearly as cunning, and doubly protected
for through the impenetrable cloud of black
shines forth a single star
and then another
and then the next one
until the sky is sprinkled with them
of light
of rays of perseverance
that brings forth joy
and brings about change
and asserts hope


For there was no one who sees through
There could be no one who'd achieve
Yet everyone, within them, drew
And everyone in each believes
The soul of souls that give what is life
And that which decides its own course
The union of substance and disarray of strife
The contemplator of happiness and remorse
This, and existence in itself undeniable
Yet still seeking self-approval
Is this quintessential; is value dependable?
The vanity of this world consequential
And so humanity on imperfections live on
'Til the final moment of the Easter dawn

Epitaph to Joy

The sadness that could envelope any glimmer of hope has dawned. Seeping through the soul. Stealing the lifeblood from each facet of this gem. Worthless, the gem has become another ordinary stone across the road. Lost value, lost substance, no one has ever thought that trans-substantiation could exist in humans as well. Or is this degradation, corruption of what was potentially beautiful? Shame, such shameful existence in the shameful universe of shameful beings. What is being something? Will it ever justify the existence of such a useless squander of matter? Such crap lying around, bequeathing ugliness to the grand mosaic. Why should such unpleasant things happen to what was just dormant? It never really asserted itself, it never really showed of, it never was outstanding, yet it is the one chosen by the devil to become his. Why should evil want to take over something that never was of value in the first place? Have they become foolish enough to take what was not useful to them? Tongues of flame devour this pitiful creature, the blanket of despair burning each and every aspect of it. The creature doesn't fade away, the creature does not burn out due to its encasement of what could be called life. Thus it is left bearing the tortures of its own, never to see happiness yet never to bid pain goodbye. The torments of the cruel world simply crushes the tiny value it could have, and it is left with nothing. Nothing. Nothing.

The loss of the meaning of life. What am I living for? Apologies to everyone for the worthlessness, and for the trouble that the worthless has done in such a way that everyone would exert the effort of being concerned. Sorry.