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My home

 Several years ago, I first heard the news that Chn is building artificial island on the west Phillipine sea, though I was young I was enraged by this, I started to believe that the US would help us to contain the red east so during that time I can say that at the very young age I was pro American knowing that it is a powerful country and an allied to my country, this thought however didn't grow as my parents weed out this idea saying that america wouldn't help if war broke out and that the red east if something to be feared of; this new thought fostered as Duterte as a charismatic mayor won the election I believe during 2016, with his charm and an outward shows of patriotism and a desire for a drug free country, Duterte is indeed loved by people, many adores him and from that emerges die hard fans of the president, many  social media accounts posting and praising his deeds knowing that he had done so much good to the Filipino and the Filipino most of us agreed on his policies,

Music; a sweet sounding lullaby

Music is a pleasant and admirable sound Noise is the opposite. I grew up in a world filled with noise, from the sound of metal being hammered down to the sound of junks being thrown but most specially the noise made by the human mouth, the yelling, shouting and the non stop chanting of emotionally damaging words even lies and reciting of nonsense ideas or ugly philosophies are noises which I considered the worst kind. Music is gentle and subtle, it aims not hurt the human ear but by appealing to it, I rarely heard real music growing up, the radio plays songs that I don't find appealing, the people singing around me were usually bunch of drunk men who prefers to yell words when given a microphone. The thing is I discover music late, usually I hears it  at our school during chapel hour, there i hear real singers and people reciting beautiful verses that had a lot to tell more than the verse itself. In that same school I learn how to play the xylophone and memorized several beautiful

A beginning of something wonderful

 It's been a while and I'm feeling tired from all of my restless worries that I can't blame myself from, anyway I am thinking only of beauty certain artist encharms me with their beautiful mind, I guess that artists are not only makers beautiful art, they themselves are beautiful people with fascinating stories to tell, I love stories ever since I was a child there is nothing that lifts up my mood more than a fairytale book or any kind of reading materials that I could get my hands on, beautiful illustrations also lifts up my mood that's why I am thinking of learning how to paint 🎨🖌️. There's a kind of love that no one can explain maybe it doesn't have a name yet but we always find love in beauty. We watch a movie, we fell in love, we imagine ourselves as the main character; the main character and it's time for me to be one, it's time for another fun adventure I don't know what kind of creature or event I might encounter along the way, but here I a

Flowers of life!

Flowers of life Bind a mystery into my heart  Let love resides  Let the beatles come! Play the piano for a song And we are married now As I throw flowers on the floor  And sing a glorious song For my heart is another flower that bloom luminating some heart to joy

A little love letter

 Hi, You get a little curious darling that you visited this blog, to reward you let me just say "I love you" I cannot help myself to say that, actually I'm waiting for you to say that out loud, (😂😂😉). I LOVE YOU and here's a poem to prove that. I took a chance and write this little love letter L onely I was, dear I still am a lover O r, you think of me mad that I do such things V ices set aside and today I want to be in love E ver blissful thoughts surrounds me again Y ou're such a curse that stays O nly if you would guess  U nited hearts never rest