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Springtime in Mune

June 1′ 06

Parkinson and purple

They sing in blue misty eye

The departure of hueless reality

Is the doing of my deathbed

Sing for me once again

The stark contrast of echo and light

Of darkness and moon.

Sing to me once again

The life of your blade and fire

Of your breathe and kiss.

The morning mist has brought

To my carnage of white.

By The Choir

I have tasted poison,

Still I remain restored.

By centuries of saving seas,

Where living waters pour.

G D/F# Em C / G D/F# Em C / G D/F# Em C / Am C D

I am the ocean,

Purified by all the tears of time.

I am bitter and sublime.

I am the ocean.

G D C / D G D C / D Em D C / D G D C D

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Disregard the wreckage, Under healing tide. All the shame in Jesus’ name, Was covered when He died.

We are the ocean, Glorious and sanctified by pain. We are blessed by the rain. We are the ocean.

Acid clouds will threaten, But you won’t be defiled. Cleansing love from God above, Will shower you, dear child.

You are the ocean, Beautiful and driven by the wind. You are wonderous deep within. You are the ocean.

I am the ocean, Purified by all the tears of time. I am bitter and sublime. I am the ocean. We are the ocean. You are the ocean…

Your song … < continues >

     I sat and was amazed to the welcoming

     Of the fleeting vermillion and crimson sky

Your music … < entangles, enchants >

     How will it fade to the sullen

     And still and lifeless night

Your breathe … < sustains >

          I missed the morning break.

          I strolled towards the madness

          Hoping for your last glance

How could the dying night mimed

     Spoke the lost words

     And forgotten wounds.

Your dream … <tweens>

     Until every throbbing pulse of the naked ocean

     Stilled her masked paramour.

–

There is full of life in her bossom.

July 16, 2006

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I think, I lost my affinity for my muse.

I always ask myself for the reason for every departure and arrival.

But as the complications of every matter arise, I would not want to drown in the stalemate.

To end this seemingly futile journey called … aftermath, well I guess. I have to say it.

I do not want to put my hands in this manacle of injustice for this … well, it is up to the gods and godesses to decide.

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The End of the Myth

Gary Valenciano Lyrics - Could You Be Messiah Lyrics

Could You be healer
To a heart that’s been wounded
In a battle that’s never seen
Could You be teacher
To a mind of confusion
Tell me what does this all mean

Are You deliverer
Of an imprisoned feeling in chains
Can You set my spirit free
And just one more question
Allow me this question
Could You be Messiah to me
Could You be Messiah to me

Could You be father
To a soul that’s been abandoned
By a world to busy to hear
Could You be friend
To a helpless survivor
Can You take away my fears

I heard them all sharing
This newfound conviction in them
Are You all that they make You to be

And just one more question
Allow me this question
Could You be Messiah to me
Please be Messiah to me

Now i’ve been looking for someone like You
And i’m so tired, i’m tired
I’ve read every book and i’ve sang every song
My mind maybe right but my heart feels so wrong
Tell me how much further can my life go along
Which way do the roads lead where do I belong…

Are You forgiver
Of my most unknown secrets
Provider of all that I need
Could You be brother
The one who knows better
Would You now stand in the lead

When all this is over all the thunder and lightning
In the daylight just what will I see
The answers to my questions to all of my questions
Could You be Messiah to me
Could You be Messiah to me
Could You be Messiah
Please be Messiah to me…

________________________

For a kid …

and for an over-sized man who refused to leave amazements and dreams.

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Just like what I asked myself this morning… while staring at the deep bluck (asul/itim) horizon of sea and sky … crimson and purple blends behind the silhouette of cumulus clouds …

"Why is daybreak always beautiful?"

Gary Valenciano Lyrics - Could You Be Messiah Lyrics

Could You be healer
To a heart that’s been wounded
In a battle that’s never seen
Could You be teacher
To a mind of confusion
Tell me what does this all mean

Are You deliverer
Of an imprisoned feeling in chains
Can You set my spirit free
And just one more question
Allow me this question
Could You be Messiah to me
Could You be Messiah to me

Could You be father
To a soul that’s been abandoned
By a world to busy to hear
Could You be friend
To a helpless survivor
Can You take away my fears

I heard them all sharing
This newfound conviction in them
Are You all that they make You to be

And just one more question
Allow me this question
Could You be Messiah to me
Please be Messiah to me

Now i’ve been looking for someone like You
And i’m so tired, i’m tired
I’ve read every book and i’ve sang every song
My mind maybe right but my heart feels so wrong
Tell me how much further can my life go along
Which way do the roads lead where do I belong…

Are You forgiver
Of my most unknown secrets
Provider of all that I need
Could You be brother
The one who knows better
Would You now stand in the lead

When all this is over all the thunder and lightning
In the daylight just what will I see
The answers to my questions to all of my questions
Could You be Messiah to me
Could You be Messiah to me
Could You be Messiah
Please be Messiah to me…

________________________

For a kid …

and to an over-sized man who refused to leave amazements and dreams.

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Just like what I asked myself this morning… while staring at the deep bluck (asul/itim) horizon of sea meets sky … morning with crimson and purple blends behind the silhouette of cumulus clouds …

"Why is daybreak always beautiful?"

I am thankful for my friends and my family for continually believing in me… always there to help and support me.

In all of this, I learned to be stronger.

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Measuring the depth of a man is not just based on his words but also [on] his actions. And listening involves understanding not just the veneer.

Communication is a two-way process.

I would like my sides to be heard, not impartially.

—

Just like what I said, I want my anonymity back. If that would be beyond the human possibilities, I entrust it to God.

Paglisan

Color It Red MP3 Downloads

Kung ang buhay ay isang umagang nakangiti
At ikaw ay ang lupang sinusuyo ng bituin
Di mo man silip ang langit
Di mo man silip ito’y nandirito pa rin
Kung ang lahat ay may katapusan
Itong paglalakbay ay makakarating din sa paroroonan
At sa `yong paglisan Ang tanging pabaon ko
Ay pag-ibig
Hmmm

Sa pagbuhos ng ulan Sa haplos ng hangin
Alaala mo ay nakaukit sa pisngi ng langit
Di man umihip ang hangin ahhh
Di man umihip ika’y nandirito pa rin
Kung ang lahat ay may katapusan
Itong paglalakbay ay makakarating din sa paroroonan
At sa `yong paglisan Ang tanging pabaon ko
Ay pag-ibig
Ay pag-ibig
Ay pag-ibig
Ooh ooh ooh ooh

The problem with the finite mind are the infinite (countable infinite) neurons we have.

Once they form synapses they are into something.

Memories may be stored or let us say formed through synapses.

We have billions of neurons, i think.

But actually, this is just an intelligent guess. i am really not sure how do we really form memories.

At least there are basic definitions of what memories are.

But I would love mementos at least they are external memories.

It is more than being sentimental. It is reminscing and …

well, most likely … a resolution.

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Kailangan ko munang i-edit to.

Walang tulog na naman ng ilang araw. MIss ko na ang family ko sa Davao.

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Salamat mga pinsan bilog, quadro, tri … at hannah  — at mga tita at tito sa kabilang bahay.

Mabuhay ang ating angkan sa cavite! hehehe

(Clanistic ba?)

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Ang yabang mo rin no …

-Overheard

Reply sa isip.

-Hindi ba dati pa? … Alam ko p naman ang realidad. Basta idolo ko lang tatay ko. straight. Ayaw niya crook! .. obvious b?

- Di ko nga alam kong pano ko maabot standard niya eh.

- Pero basta ang alam ko, my mga prinsipyo ka dapat na pinaninindigan. Heto, kasi yung lagi niyang isinasabuhay.

- Salamat po, Pa.