Voyeurism

I am a late-bloomer when it comes to blogging. A lot of my friends have been using this medium for 2 years already. I just started this year. Even my entry to friendster pathetically was a year late... And life has somehow been a roller coaster ever since. I got in touch with people from my childhood to college days. There is something about blogging that appeals to the exhibitionism in each of us as well as voyeurism. We mindlessly surf through the net and through random taps on the keyboard we serendipitously end up on the webpage of a person whom we would unconsciously start stalking hehe...
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The gods came down

And so it was... The day came when the gods from the Wrigley Chicago building came upon to visit us mere mortals. I was so overwhelmed by the presence of Bill Wrigley, one of the world's top billionaires, our CEO, the guy who can cut our lifeline with just a snap of his fingers. His visit was just brief but his presence still lingered even when he has already left the hallways of our plant. I wonder what goes under his balding head, knowing the enormous power that he has. What is left for him to desire? Is it true that even though how rich you are the lust for money is still unsatiable?

A brutal blow

The world has come to a grinding halt when I heard of Pacquiao’s stunning loss. Though on hindsight I should have realized that there’s a 50% chance of losing I was not quite prepared for it. Neither I think are my fellow countrymen who were glued to the TV in the early afternoon, hoping that Manny brings home the crown. Knowing that’s it’s already a delayed telecast I had to get the news from the Internet. And so while the first round is being held on TV I knew about the results and had to turn the TV off.
Darn another brutal blow…but hey I guess that’s life… Sometimes we wallow in defeat but that makes more the taste of success even sweeter…. And that I think something to aspire for in the next round.. After all life always gives you another chance..

Trivia

Just today I learned about a woman CEO of HP who has just been fired for not delivering to the promise brought about by her acquisition.

That a genius knows only about 3500 words from the average guy.

That Sydney Sheldon got first hold of his bestseller way passed his heyday... There is hope.

Existence...

Since birth we drowned ourselves by the daily humdrum of activities and became myopic of our own world. There are lots of new worlds out there beating at their own rhythms. The fact that you are oblivious of their existence doesn’t deny the fact that they exist.

You lumber on, you immerse yourself with your own problems, your universe revolving solely around you until one fateful day you jolt up from the deadening stupor and realize that your existence has been insignificant compared to the heretofore vast world that lies before you.

You feel lost, scared and insecure. How can your world be when a million others out there never even realized its existence? You feel an overwhelming sense of humility. You gradually accept that you are no longer the center of your universe. You slowly acknowledge that you are part of something greater than yourself, of being connected with the unfathomable. And the search for your purpose, for the meaning of your existence has just begun…

Contact

Finally after several years of silence I finally got in touch with her... It has been a long while. Things have changed. What once was a vivacious sultry goddess has turned into a pragmatic homemaker. Am I now seeing the light of dead stars?

Change

Ah... the only constant thing in this world... Sigh... I wish we could could slow down things a bit. I'm back in the urnban jungle for the past three years . The days go by where people are rushing on inexorably to something ... Something which they may not even discern what or where...

Do they really know where they're going to. Ordo they march on with the beat of crowd..Where to ? If only things coud take the pace of the steady rhythm of nature. If only we could stop and step back a bit and look for one moment at the big picture.... Sigh Too much change can be disastrous..

From the far side of the world

Isn't it amazing how you go on with your seemingly hopeless life in this far corner of the world, thinking this is all that it is when just a few miles away or maybe a bunch of clicks of the keyboard you realize a whole new world is moving at its pace. You are oblivious to it until now like your on the Matrix or you're like Jim Carrey in the Truman show. And suddenly the ocean of truth gapes at you and you suddenly feel so lost and overwhelmed...

What drives you

An accidental click on the remote button has eventually made me end up on the PC searching for the background of the people in the show Apprentice.... Whew I really admire the intensity and the passion of the people featured in the show... Which makes me wonder...wow...how do these people manage all the pressures ? what would it take them to be the apprentice ?

Cybersearch

So here I am, thirty years of crappy stay on earth still tapping the night away with my PC hoping that somewhere somehow in the vast cyberspace a kindred soul gets to receive this call for help.
At times like these I just wish I could go back in time... when things were pretty much simple. As a boy my world only consisted of my small town cut off from the rest of the world by the looming mountains on the east and the blue sea on the west.
Things were pretty much simple back then... No deadlines.. no worries... no moody bosses to deal with. Not even cold equations of the universe to ponder upon. Life goes on smoothly and calmly like the ebbing of the tide and the setting of the sun. If and that is the big if things could just go back to where it used to be.
But the shuddering truth ...it just doesnt work that way...Things have to change. Sandcastles crumble..hope fades...leaves wither away...innocence is shattered and all we can do is watch helplessly as we march inexorably oftentimes unconsciously towards our doom.