Monday, May 10, 2010

The Vote Has Been Cast

The Election's Over

Expect The Worst. Hope For The Best.

Philippine General Election 2010

Just Vote!

Whoever you are supporting this election, vote for them.

We've all heard what these candidates have to say and probably most of us have made up our minds on who we think are best and most capable to lead this country for the next six years. Let us just respect whoever a person votes for. There is no use bickering on who we think is the best because we all have our reasons for choosing them, mainly personal ones. My only wish is that whoever will be next to lead this country, will move it in the right direction.

Cast your vote and be counted.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Jogged, Walked for Earth Day 2010

My legs are still aching for jogging and walking in celebration of Earth Day 2010. I've covered a distance of about 4 kms in about an hour. Not amazing, but to me that's an accomplishment for a person who doesn't normally walk even a 16th of that distance. The aches are still there it revitalized by body.

There's still a long way to go to accomplish my goal of completing a whole marathon which is about 26k but 4km is a good start.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Lupin III : The Last Job

Watching Lupin III - The Last Job. I can't get enough of those Lupin III television specials.
Waiting for the next one.

"Once again, I have cut a worthless object."

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Two Truths to Live by

Hold fast, and let go: Understand this paradox, and you stand at the very gate of wisdom

The art of living is to know when to hold fast and when to let go. For life is a paradox: it enjoins us to cling to its many gifts even while it ordains their eventual relinquishment. The rabbis of old put it this way: ''A man comes to this world with his fist clenched, but when he dies, his hand is open. ''

Surely we ought to hold fast to life, for it is wondrous, and full of a beauty that breaks through every pore of God's own earth. We know that this is so, but all too often we recognize this truth only in our backward glance when we remember what it was and then suddenly realize that it is no more.

We remember a beauty that faded, a love that waned. But we remember with far greater pain that we did not see that beauty when it flowered, that we failed to respond with love when it was tendered.

A recent experience re-taught me this truth. I was hospitalized following a severe heart attack and had been in intensive care for several days. It was trot a pleasant place.

One morning, I had to have some additional tests. The required machines were located in a building at the opposite end of the hospital, so I had to be wheeled across the courtyard on a gurney.

As we emerged from our unit, the sunlight hit me. That's all there was to my experience. Just the light of the sun, and yet how beautiful it was ---how warming, how sparkling, how brilliant!

I looked to see whether anyone else relished the sun's golden glow, but everyone was hurrying to and fro, most with eyes fixed on the ground. Then I remembered how often I, too, had been indifferent to the grandeur of each day, too preoccupied with petty and sometimes even mean concerns to respond to the splendor of it all.

The insight gleaned from that experience is really as commonplace as was the experience itself: life's gifts are precious---but we are too heedless of them.

Here then is the first pole of life's paradoxical demands on us: Never too busy the wonder and the awe of life. Be reverent before each dawning day. Embrace hour. Seize each golden minute.

Hold fast to life... but not so fast that you cannot let go. This is the second side of life's coin, the opposite pole of its paradox: we must accept our losses, and learn how let go.

This is not an easy lesson to learn, especially when we are young and think that the world is ours to command, that whatever we desire with the full force of our passionate being can, nay, will, be ours. But then life moves along to confront us with realities, slowly but surely this second truth dawns upon us.

At every stage of life we sustain losses---and grow in the process. We begin our independent lives only when we emerge from the womb and lose its protective shelter. We enter a progression of schools, then we leave our mothers and fathers and our childhood homes. We get married and have children and then have to let them go. We confront the death of our parents and our spouses. We face the gradual or not so gradual waning of own strength. And ultimately, as the parable of the open and closed hand suggests, we confront the inevitability of our own demise, losing ourselves, as it were, all that we or dreamed to be.

But why should we be reconciled to life's contradictory demands? Why fashion things of beauty when beauty is evanescent? Why give our heart in love when those will ultimately be torn from our grasp?

In order to resolve this paradox, we must seek a wider perspective, viewing our lives as through windows that open on eternity. Once we do that, we realize that though our lives are finite; our deeds on earth weave a timeless pattern.

Life is never just being, It is a becoming, a relentless flowing on. Our parents live on through us, and we will live on through our children. The institutions we build endure, and we will endure through them. The beauty we fashion cannot be dimmed death. Our flesh may perish, our hands will wither, but that which they create in beauty and goodness and truth lives on for all time to come.

Don't spend and waste your lives accumulating objects that will only turn to dust and ashes. Pursue not so much the material as the ideal, for ideals alone invest life with meaning and are of enduring worth.

Add love to a house and you have a home. Add righteousness to a city and you have a community. Add truth to a pile of red brick and you have a school. Add religion to the humblest of edifices and you have a sanctuary. Add justice to the far-flung round of human endeavor and you have civilization. Put them all together, exalt them above their present imperfections, add to them the vision of humankind redeemed, forever free of need and strife and you have a future lighted with the radiant colors of hope.

Alexander M. Schindler


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