<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:46:43.766+08:00</updated><category term='stop and leave a mark'/><category term='other than normal'/><category term='damn nothing'/><category term='relfections from within'/><category term='sports'/><category term='unpredictable heart'/><title type='text'>devil unleashed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-1166219498939782447</id><published>2009-11-27T14:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T14:55:29.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestone of Killing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Sw91KBYGMxI/AAAAAAAAAro/GohY-d1S0Qc/s1600/13758_105442059467101_100000039214666_148517_2028147_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Sw91KBYGMxI/AAAAAAAAAro/GohY-d1S0Qc/s320/13758_105442059467101_100000039214666_148517_2028147_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408670492523901714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(&lt;em&gt;photo taken from fb)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippines have made its mark. We are again on the limelight. Capturing the interest of the whole world, too bad, a resounding boos instead of applause. History may have not served as well. Here we are again, condemned as a nation. The effect of a single barbaric deed yields to the dismay of mankind. This is unfathomable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn are those protectors who still keep a blind eye on what is really happening to this nation... Damn are those who are willing to sacrifice everything just to grab the power..... Is it still beyond the rational? This incident is manifestation of those entities hiding into power and will do everything and is willing to sacrifice the very essence of our existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are indeed monsters hidden into a human flesh... There is any word to substantiate the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pity not for the victims, but for the perpetrators whom at this day and time are buried not by a shallow 6ft below the gournd, but an eternal falme of fire. Death penalty is not enough to compensate for the innocents. Public persecution is much more appropriate. Kill them gradually and let them feel the wrath that they have bequeathed to all innocents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I too would agree, those who did this aren't afraid of death.... They are not human after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just too bad that we as a nation just woke-up from a long slumber during these boisterous events. When will this nation stood up and impose its will? The era of martial law has long gone but since then, we haven’t taken a step forward. We are still where we were. Still grasping for light. This incident rekindles that the light that we are yearning for. But too bad, innocents were taken as sacrifice. And after all this drama has ended, where are we heading? Back to the old days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gising Juan dela Cruz!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this how brutal the political leaders that we helped escalate to power? If yes, our doom is near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-1166219498939782447?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/1166219498939782447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=1166219498939782447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/1166219498939782447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/1166219498939782447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2009/11/philippines-have-made-its-mark.html' title='Milestone of Killing'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Sw91KBYGMxI/AAAAAAAAAro/GohY-d1S0Qc/s72-c/13758_105442059467101_100000039214666_148517_2028147_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-3251769724699180531</id><published>2009-10-29T12:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:26:11.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAT RACE BATTLE</title><content type='html'>The devil is back and will make wave again….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my long lull on blogosphere, I have stumbled upon a business that I think at first was a joke. It was a joke really, as almost that I’ve asked have the same insights. But as I came to realize that if the great Donald Trump, a multi millionaire investor, actually advocates this business, who am I to oppose? I am just a single dot on his globe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I talking insane if I’ll tell you I am into a Network Marketing industry? If yes, I can prove you otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As almost all, the usual reciprocating ideas are scams, pyramiding and the likes. Partly it is correct, but if and only if these networking businesses closes, given that they have no funds to pay their members, simple as bankrupt. In any case, the result will be livid members left with nothing, just pure disappointments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why these scenarios happen? Because they just realize the profit, some networking businesses are just for the money. They tend to forget that what the members after are long term “employment”. But due to the slackness also of some invited members, they just ONLY see the return of money. Pathetic. But good news, there is a great way to distinguish what is the best networking business you want to  join to: first is the CULTURE, and second is the SYSTEM. (See me personally to explain this two, LOL, (added advertisement, this is my blog anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others are afraid to take the risk since there are money involve, haha?? (nakakatawa ba sinabi ko? Pasenxa na po, naubusan na ng inglis e, kaya taglish na alng muna) again, nagiisip ka ba? Have you encountered any business that do not involve capital  Sige buruhin mo pera mo, tignan natin kung iyang perang iyan ay magiging sasakyan o bahay pagkatapos ng isang taon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the process of my stay on the business, I have encountered this interesting book, RICH DAD POOR DAD by Robert Kiyosaki, and have opened a lot of views about my present life. &lt;br /&gt;Damn, I have missed a lot. I am  now 26 but where am I? Working hard (I am an employee still and doing the business at the same time), but for whom? Sad to say, still for others. I am still trying to win my battle on the RAT RACE. Competing but going nothing.  Kiyosaki emphasized that &lt;em&gt;“The main cause of poverty or financial struggle is fear and ignorance, not the economy or the government or the rich. Its self-inflicted fear and ignorance that keeps people trapped.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my life, full of fear and don’t want to risk things as this will just complicate life, but I will dare revolutionize it and instead of winning the race, i'd rather get out of it. It is not about network marketing alone, it is not the money that I came after for anyway. But I will be hypocrite if I’ll say I don’t need one, everybody does. What I am after is an early retirement, have the luxury to spend my remaining life with all the people that I owe my life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it nice to know that you control your own, rather than others controlling it for you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle to win the RAT RACE is incessant. If you opt to be stocked running through your lifetime, it is your choice. If you think otherwise and start rebuilding your life, again it is your choice. Just know when to and where to go. . In the end, it is you who can change your self. If you stumble, it is just normal, the feeling that you have tried is a reward in itself. Most of those successful people started as losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Emotions are what make us human. Make us real. The word `emotion' stands for energy in motion. Be truthful about your emotions, and use your mind and emotions in your favor, not against yourself." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-3251769724699180531?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/3251769724699180531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=3251769724699180531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/3251769724699180531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/3251769724699180531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2009/10/rat-race-battle.html' title='RAT RACE BATTLE'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-918447780527867652</id><published>2009-05-11T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:44:05.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rational Toughness or Pride</title><content type='html'>Being new to an environment entails a lot of sacrifice, patience, and sensitivity to win others and be part of the called group. &lt;br /&gt;But what is harder to tolerate? When somebody from that group or the group itself made a boundary between them and you or when you, yourself made that barrier, prefers not to meddle with things and complicate the setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it be still logical to pursue what you think is appropriate? Or carry out what you think is right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impasse lives on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-918447780527867652?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/918447780527867652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=918447780527867652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/918447780527867652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/918447780527867652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2009/05/rational-toughness-or-pride.html' title='Rational Toughness or Pride'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-8932631893816654459</id><published>2008-11-19T18:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T18:06:49.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Difficulty of Understanding Christianity</title><content type='html'>This is an interesting topic for those believers. Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deliberation Inspired on Romano Guardini's "The Existence of a Christian"&lt;br /&gt;By Christopher Wiegering Gianoli&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For understanding the principles of Christian Faith, 'Revelation' is difficult for various reasons. One of the reasons that affect us strongly is our relentless dependence on 'custom'. We live in the present and it influences us sometimes to the point that we can even use the expression: we 'are' our present. Therefore, we tend to think that what is culturally accepted in the present must be utterly true. Any criticism of this cultural 'mind frame' or its roots seems to be fantastic or far-fetched. Another reason for misunderstanding revelation is that one must 'will' its understanding. This is difficult because 'custom' is not only comfortable for us, it actually grants us security. Freeing ourselves from 'custom' would expose us and without its existential crutches we would be forced to open our minds to new realities that may not fit our own likings or convenience. Liberating ourselves from these 'mind frames' makes existence more difficult, risky and costly but at the same time it would clear the path towards authenticity and freedom - a process that anyone who values truth should be accustomed to.&lt;br /&gt;History has helped in the process of producing this anti-faith cultural mind frame. Since the Renaissance, man has been eager to 'emancipate' himself from the idea of God and religion as if it were contrary to his own nature. The presumption is made that we are composed of a pure, mundane, biological and historical process of evolution, impermeable to any supernatural causality or interaction. During the Enlightenment, many men of sincere but shallow or weak faith began to see their beliefs challenged by a world which increasingly tended to have less or no faith whatsoever. Public life began to evolve around an agnostic or even atheist spirit that seemed to be a requisite for progress and a synonym for what was believed to be the independent modern man. This set a trend of depicting faith and religious beliefs as intellectually inconsistent, authoritative, archaic, pessimistic and moreover, strictly private issues. This personal and cultural bias was unfortunately considered exemplary for centuries and resulted in a profound and dramatically sad squandering of true human nature and the comprehension of its identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most forms of Nihilism and Postmodernism resulted in a pessimist concept of man and his capacities. This Philosophy is increasingly predominating in society today. It is a result of the manifest failure of the modernist post-renaissance cultural project. It is interesting to note that the negative results of the modernist cultural pretensions are a coherent and inevitable confirmation of what revelation affirmed to be true regarding man in the first place: that man consists essentially of an "I-You" relationship with God and that this is true regardless of whether the practical consequences that follow this truth are accepted or not. These practical consequences that we are referring to consist mainly of understanding one's own existence from that "I-You" relationship with God and fulfilling it through attitudes of adoration and obedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means that no single man exists which isn't ontologically - in the essence of his nature - made up of that "I-You" relationship with God. Thus we can affirm that truly there are only two kinds of humans; those that acknowledge this relationship, and in greater or less proportion fulfill it (theism), and those who do not, revolting against it (atheism) or simply ignoring it through indifference (agnosticism). We can also affirm that the consequence of this rebellious or indifferent attitude (described as suicidal by Pope John Paul II) is in such a great contradiction with man's own essence that his every thought, feeling and deed becomes objectively false. It is no wonder that in the end life looses its meaning and significance -paradoxically the very trademark of Nihilism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having experienced all these cultural ideologies and theories, maybe it is time to experience the Truth - the Truth of Revelation which has already been mentioned. The Truth, regardless of its difficulty, reads something like this: I was created therefore I am not autonomous either in existence or essence; An 'other entity' gave me origin. The entity that founded my being is not nature. Nature does not 'create' or 'originate' anything; the only thing it does is develop the principles, energies and laws already implanted within it. Nature in itself was created by an 'other entity' which is different from itself. The entity that founded and sustains both nature and myself isn't a 'Thing', nor is it an anonymous energy, nor an abstract law; it's a 'Personal' and absolute reality. The God of Exodus who says, "I am Who Is" (Ex 3:14). This God created the world and me in it; he created us without any pre-existing models or materials. In this sense, however difficult it may seem, any possible questions about the 'why' and the 'where' of existence are ultimately directed towards Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-8932631893816654459?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/8932631893816654459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=8932631893816654459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/8932631893816654459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/8932631893816654459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/11/difficulty-of-understanding.html' title='The Difficulty of Understanding Christianity'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-4354890910777477817</id><published>2008-11-17T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:15:55.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the moon did not cross path with the sun (?)</title><content type='html'>A senseless question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first thought that has entered my mind upon writing this gobbledygook bit. Just been busy these past months that I haven’t got to discern things around has  changed  drastically, fixing something that has been the result of an obstinate dumb thinking, although at first a winner, but in the end still a loser, no benefit at all, none whatsoever,  just pure headache. It just pulls me down farther. &lt;br /&gt;Damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really blessed? Or it is just my thinking that I am, or just been fooled by others  who keeps on saying such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bottled mindset spellbound in wilderness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crap that has been doing absurd things. Well, it really makes sense, a crap will always be a crap no matter how you look at it.  People tend to be careless with the things around them. Things that look easy will not be in the end. Things will never preordain to be when it is destined not to be, no matter how you wish it were. Simple logic on the Law of life.  Maybe this was the reason why the moon did not meet the sun and vice versa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are better off far and living on their own ways than be together.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned: use your brain in chewing, don’t chew when it is a stone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just read in between lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Prepared 4 months ago)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-4354890910777477817?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/4354890910777477817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=4354890910777477817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/4354890910777477817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/4354890910777477817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-moon-did-not-cross-path-with-sun.html' title='Why the moon did not cross path with the sun (?)'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-1577737726282247546</id><published>2008-11-16T18:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:06:43.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LOST DREAM</title><content type='html'>I feel pity for myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wished this time will come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes indeed, it come quickly, yet it will be gone just the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, i have to leave.. Too bad all my dreams will be lost.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this was the life given to me..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all gone...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-1577737726282247546?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/1577737726282247546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=1577737726282247546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/1577737726282247546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/1577737726282247546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/11/lost-dream.html' title='THE LOST DREAM'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-7806707234078197444</id><published>2008-03-03T14:08:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T12:03:18.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop and leave a mark'/><title type='text'>Cemetery of negativism: the lost Cemetery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8uWkM2aVSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/t4XBphsY1dQ/s1600-h/Litrato205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8uWkM2aVSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/t4XBphsY1dQ/s400/Litrato205.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173394145634047266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this cemetery from a trip to Camp John Hay, Baguio just this weekend that caught my attention the most. Buried here are not those usual “things”, but something that mortals could ponder about life.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The stone marker would tell the whole story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8ukDM2aVfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/wd3iMHJ-aWA/s1600-h/Litrato206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8ukDM2aVfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/wd3iMHJ-aWA/s320/Litrato206.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173408971861153266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Negativism is man’s greatest self-imposed infliction, his most limiting factor, his heaviest burden,” “No more, for here is buried the world’s negativism for all time,”&lt;br /&gt; “Those who rest here have died not in vain -- but for you a stern reminder &lt;br /&gt;-- as you leave this hill, remember that the rest of your life be more positive”.&lt;br /&gt;“Have a good day -- treat today like it’s your last, though it’s the first day of the rest.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cemetery is an idea of now retired US Air Force Major John Hightower. Hightower, who served from 1979 to 1982, was undoubtedly one of the most innovative commanders of John Hay. He appreciated creativity and shunned traditional leadership and even military protocol when these stood on the way of getting ideas implemented. As Hightower knew, a dash of humor always helps says sun-star Baguio. Here are some of the epitaph that will be seen inside the Cemetery (sun-star baguio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8ueRc2aVYI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9RNbYV_ze_I/s1600-h/Litrato211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8ueRc2aVYI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9RNbYV_ze_I/s200/Litrato211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173402619604522370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take pains to decipher his epitaph these days, there lies Kantdu Nothin. He took leave even before he came: &lt;em&gt;“Born December 1905 – Died June 14, 1903”. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Itz Not Possible was supposed to have been &lt;em&gt;“Conceived 11 November 1905 (yet) Still Not Born”. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8udtM2aVWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mTCI0S0XcZ0/s1600-h/Litrato210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8udtM2aVWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mTCI0S0XcZ0/s200/Litrato210.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173401996834264418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Truly Miserableday was &lt;em&gt;“Born in gloom, lived without bloom, buried in this tomb”. &lt;/em&gt;Will Not Last was “&lt;em&gt;Born 3 June 1906 and Didn’t”. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8uffs2aVcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/WsM0y76asoM/s1600-h/Litrato214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8uffs2aVcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/WsM0y76asoM/s200/Litrato214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173403963929286082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lettuce Waitfor D’ Boss was “Born August 1888, Died Waiting 1 June, 1903”. Eye Fore Got’s epitaph said he was &lt;em&gt;“Born Humbly. Died Sometime”&lt;/em&gt;. Nott Mey Jobb’s slab reads: &lt;em&gt;“Herein Am Only Never Buried”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8ue6c2aVaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/857tZMS3NCA/s1600-h/Litrato213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8ue6c2aVaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/857tZMS3NCA/s200/Litrato213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173403323979158946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John’s management style was best reflected in the epitaph on the plot for Knot A Teemplaer: &lt;em&gt;“Born a Star, Lived a Meteor, Died in Flames”&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hightower frowned on indecision, which was personified by Letz Studyit’s epitaph: &lt;em&gt;“Delayed Birth, Step Childhood, Never Reached Maturity”. &lt;/em&gt;The marker bore no date of birth or death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8uelc2aVZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/53-t4Cn6CfQ/s1600-h/Litrato212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8uelc2aVZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/53-t4Cn6CfQ/s200/Litrato212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173402963201906066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Itz Too Late, Hightower inscribed, &lt;em&gt;“Born 10 Months Overdue, Missed His Own Funeral" &lt;/em&gt;. Beside Itz lies It’l Rain For Sure. He was &lt;em&gt;“Conceived One Rainy Day of August 1903 (and) Died in a Flood 1909”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-7806707234078197444?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/7806707234078197444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=7806707234078197444' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/7806707234078197444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/7806707234078197444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/03/cemetery-of-negativism-lost-cemetery.html' title='Cemetery of negativism: the lost Cemetery'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8uWkM2aVSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/t4XBphsY1dQ/s72-c/Litrato205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-3897171866339313446</id><published>2008-02-28T12:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:46:14.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relfections from within'/><title type='text'>journey to the unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8Y7Z1iW3RI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_Zr4y_F9zqs/s1600-h/611887261_e09c66f984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8Y7Z1iW3RI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_Zr4y_F9zqs/s400/611887261_e09c66f984.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171886537135545618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is almost twilight, and yet I am still here waiting for something. I have been standing here for quite sometime now and yet I can’t still find the answer and the reason why I am here. Alone! Abandoned! In vain! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking around, I just noticed a familiar spectacle.&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing to see how the sun takes its final blaze of the day, and how the darkness swathe the ever murky surrounding. “Huh, another day has passed”, I sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not yet, I paused, today’s whisk of air is different from the other days, the unusual movement of animals, seems somebody out in the wild is planning something. I could not guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to walk outside the green tall bushes that served as my home these past days, but I don’t know where I will be heading. I just serenely walk and took notice of every single movement around me. Going faster…..and faster. Eyes wide open. Anticipating somebody would come out, chase me and stab me to death. I started to tremble from the thought. I compose myself, looking around viciously. Still senses are attentive on the outside world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About half a mile of unending run from an unknown foe, I slowed down. Couple of days without anything to eat is rebounding on me. My legs are becoming weak and pleading. Huh, “what in the world is happening to me? Where the hell am I? Where are the tall buildings? Where is my home??” I shouted with all my strength. But there was no answer. Wind is getting raucous than ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, the earlier sensation came again at me. Now more prominent. I started to shiver. The wind becomes colder. I started to look around. Damn it, “anybody there” I am desperately saying. Again, there was no answer. Still amazed with the behavior of the night, I sustained my walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so distant from where I stood, I feel little drops trickling my face. I looked up, seems the wrath of heavens is ready to combat. Then the raindrops started to fall heavily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast, I gaze for some cover. My body is soaking wet as I searched. The coldness of the night quivers my barren body. &lt;br /&gt;At last, I saw an old abandoned large wagon, from the looks of it, it was used as a transport for animals used in a circus or container of goods sold in a nearby city… ……….I stopped at the thought, damn their must be a nearby town, but the need for a refuge brought me back to reality, my body is trembling heavily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied the structure, its wheels have been displaced, and all that is left is its body, leaning to a large boulder. Seems this poor thing had hit the rock. But the awkward thing is the way it is placed. It is superbly fastened on the rock. I searched for any sign of life, but the surrounding was still except for the continuous pouring of rain. No time to waste, I decided to enter the structure. As I start to grip the knob of the door, I feel an internal chill, I stopped, again the sense of earlier anxiety disturbs me. I continue to revolve it. With a click on the knob, it swung open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8Y7n1iW3SI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_bOtej8XOEQ/s1600-h/624088904_3c412a2fb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8Y7n1iW3SI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_bOtej8XOEQ/s400/624088904_3c412a2fb6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171886777653714210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to make my move inside, it was spacious, gazing its entirety, filthy floor, chairs and table overturned, there are broken piece of pot all over the area, frames hanging around, some are displaced, but one frame caught my attention. It was a picture of lady, it was an unusual portrait, it is taken sideways and she is wearing black. What is amazing are her arms and her face, it was like a skin of a dragon and add hundreds of devils tails that resembles her hair. Huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an instant, there was a sound of crushed glass, the sound followed by a cry of a woman. I immediately directed my focus on the source of the sound. But suddenly, it stopped. Taken aback, I start to murmur “anybody there?”, and louder, “hello, anyone in here?”. The echo of my voice just reverberates and fades. There was no answer. I looked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the far end of the wagon, there is another door. “How come?” I thought, I haven’t noticed it earlier. I started to walk towards the second door. As I make a step, the atmosphere suddenly drops. I could barely breathe. Then there was the sound, this time whispers. It came from behind the door. The voice is saying something but I cannot decipher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk towards it, the air is colder more so because of my wet body as earlier soaked. Constantly trembling. I reached for the handle, it is freezing. The voice is clearer now. She is pleading. I turned the handle and opened the next door. It was dark. I waited for a minute or so to adapt my eyes with the surrounding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch, the things become visible but dim still. It was like a tunnel. That answered my question earlier, the wagon is placed deliberately to cover up the tunnel inside the boulder. Whew. ‘But why?”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking along the way, the voice becomes louder. But silly, it comes from all sides of the tunnel. &lt;br /&gt;“Where are you?” I asked reluctantly as I go over the humid passage. There was no clear answer, only the constant voice comes back. But now louder. &lt;br /&gt;As I walk half of the trail, I feel something holding my left foot, I could not move. I look for someone but there was none, but I could feel the hand. Almost alarmed I fight with the unidentified force. Panicked, trembling, I tried to shout but there was no sound. I could not move. The atmosphere dropped as twice as before, colder. My body is getting numb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8Y7u1iW3TI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3naVfCUF7f8/s1600-h/623213819_6e0df7c72a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8Y7u1iW3TI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3naVfCUF7f8/s400/623213819_6e0df7c72a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171886897912798514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not far is trace of light, becoming brighter the second I tried to stand. I could not see the figure, but somebody is walking towards me. The figure is…….. I was stunned by what I saw, a lady walking but with head that of a bulb. What the hell is this place? My nerves got into me. I don’t know what to do. She is still going my way. With no stopping. I just closed my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…….. Killed by me, wait for the next chapter. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(thanks for the owner of the picture, i can't remember where i downloaded it, all of it are amazing)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-3897171866339313446?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/3897171866339313446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=3897171866339313446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/3897171866339313446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/3897171866339313446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/02/journey-to-unknown.html' title='journey to the unknown'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R8Y7Z1iW3RI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_Zr4y_F9zqs/s72-c/611887261_e09c66f984.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-7934687290771725401</id><published>2008-02-26T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:35:53.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn nothing'/><title type='text'>EDSA ANNIVERSARY: the DEVIL way</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a memorable day for Filipinos. Sinu ba naman ang makakalimot sa makapanindig balahibong kaganapan na nagpatalsik sa rehimeng Marcos. Who could forget when Corazon Aquino took her oath in the historical EDSA monument watched by millions of people around the nation and the globe? That was the history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the devil way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While almost all are on the streets shouting their protest on the present administration, I did otherwise, kesa naman makipagpatentero sa mga pulis at mag-ubos nang boses sa kakasigaw ang GLORIA RESIGN, I just spent my day yesterday lying on my bed. Just contented myself watching news at ng wowowee (nyahaha), baka biglang magkaroon nang rebolusyon. (Iba palang rebolusyon ang naganap. Tae revolution, lol.), ngunit sa awa nang demonyo, wala. Kaya ayon natulog na lang, pagkatapos, kumain, tapos higa na naman, tapos nood. Pagkatapos nang di matapos tapos na bwisit na set-up, nakatulog ako. Pagkagising gabi na pala. Kain ulit. Binuksan ang TV baka me kaguluhan na, ayon, wala pa din. Pagkatapos, tulog ulit, haha.. Kinaumagahan, ang sakit nang likod ko. Banas na santong hinayupak na buhay. Wala nangyari sa isang araw ko kundi ang humiga, magbilang nang mga butiki sa kisame at matulog (daig ko pa ang isang baldadong wala nang magawa sa buhay). Huh, wow sarap, sana EDSA revolution araw-araw. Bwisittttttttt. Hehe. Iyon lang po ang kwento nang isang demonyong katulad ko. Sa uulitin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-7934687290771725401?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/7934687290771725401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=7934687290771725401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/7934687290771725401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/7934687290771725401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/02/edsa-anniversary-devil-way.html' title='EDSA ANNIVERSARY: the DEVIL way'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-4686969873841145371</id><published>2008-02-22T08:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:46:14.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relfections from within'/><title type='text'>the best things in life are free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ang pamagat ay halaw sa isang lathalain na pinamimigay nang libre sa mga istasyon nang tren)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think of the word free, what comes first to your mind? Does it ring a bell? Or you ignore it out and the hell with that word? O ikaw ba iyong tipong ngumingiti nang abot langit? Or could only say bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is this world is really free. When the Creator made the universe? That is free. When Eve ate the fruit that the serpent gave to her in the Garden of Eden, did she pay the bill for it? That is free. When you were born, did your parents pay for you as exchange? That is free. When your neighbor says you’re handsome/beautiful, are you obliged to pay them back? That is free. When a prostitute ask you for a night out, that is free, lol (isipin mo na lang kung saang anggulo ang libre,).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just the nature of man that has changed the record. Take a look back then and now, compare the circumstances, compare the ways man lived then and now. Who made all the changes? It is you……. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R74cJliW3PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Byz0Y0JtVyE/s1600-h/1465178010_4fcbd7c7b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R74cJliW3PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Byz0Y0JtVyE/s400/1465178010_4fcbd7c7b6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169600373288525042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than the changes, there are still a lot to ponder about. Open your eyes let it see the intangible free things (kung wala ka makita, dukutin mo na mata mo at ipakain sa aso, haha). Walk along quiapo, parang magnet me lalapit sayo (but be cautious baka holdaper yan, hehe) a little being pleading for mercy, with palms upward. What will you do? It is free to help, huwag ka demonyo pare. Maano ba naman kung piso lang nakayanan mo? Along roxas boulevard, a blind man sings for you for free, accompanied by a piano (buti pa siya meron nun). Makonsensya ka naman. It is free to help, hindi pa naman nabili nang pera ang pagtulong, kahit kunwari na lang. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man has changed its future, man can change it back. Start with the free things, all the rest will follow. At the end of the day, you can only say, indeed the best things in life are FREE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-4686969873841145371?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/4686969873841145371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=4686969873841145371' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/4686969873841145371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/4686969873841145371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/02/best-things-in-life-are-free.html' title='the best things in life are free'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R74cJliW3PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Byz0Y0JtVyE/s72-c/1465178010_4fcbd7c7b6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-2418591313088136282</id><published>2008-02-20T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:25:57.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unpredictable heart'/><title type='text'>hidden enigma: marriage</title><content type='html'>Oppss, relaks lang, hindi ako ung ikinasal. Hehe, wala pa akong pakakasalan e. Magpapakatandang binata na lang ako,wahhhhh….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who appreciate my post titled I love you goodbye, thank you. This is just the continuation of that piece of shit, lol. I have come up with another one to share another forlorn chapter of this dumbest life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not asking for clemency, I just want an answer. Answers that had deluded me for quite sometime now (hehe, drama naman ng hinayupak na buhay na ‘to, ta****, bakit ba apektado parin ako).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news regarding my first girlfriend (the lady who left me) came to me in just almost a month of no communication. I just discovered it via my friendster account, the lady that I love was………….. &lt;strong&gt;MARRIED&lt;/strong&gt;……………. Wearing her bridal gown, next to her is her husband, happily taking vows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch (wow ingles), huh, why is it still aches? The thing that I thought I had triumphed over still hurts. Why am I still affected? Why am I not informed? How could it be in just a month of courtship? Or did I not know anything from the start? Why she hasn’t told me? Am I too dumb to know? Or this is just the continuation of karma? …….  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R7unJ1iW3HI/AAAAAAAAADs/qxiboCtbmM4/s1600-h/this+is.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R7unJ1iW3HI/AAAAAAAAADs/qxiboCtbmM4/s400/this+is.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168908784769621106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is married, cool. Nonetheless I will just give her the benefit of a doubt. She knows I love her still after all what had happened. I will be hypocrite if I say not, for almost 5 years of on and off relationship, we parted ways. &lt;strong&gt;She is happy, I am not. She is married, I am not. She just left, I am left with just myself.&lt;/strong&gt; Poor life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is now time to move on for good. I have been living with her shadow for so long a time now, I’ll just loosen my grip a bit and start building my own life. Although crushed, promises to bounce back. Just take the memory, leave the reality. Oh life, what have I done?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-2418591313088136282?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/2418591313088136282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=2418591313088136282' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/2418591313088136282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/2418591313088136282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/02/hidden-enigma-marriage.html' title='hidden enigma: marriage'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R7unJ1iW3HI/AAAAAAAAADs/qxiboCtbmM4/s72-c/this+is.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-3163996094589594313</id><published>2008-02-19T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:47:32.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other than normal'/><title type='text'>NAMES AND NUMBERS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a contribution from  a friend. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Melissa for sparing your time doing this work, I was joking when I asked you to carry out a piece for my blog but am glad you made one (kung 'di pa kita pinilit hehe)... thanks lady, you are cool...heto pa lang yata matino kung naipost, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway enjoy reading folks and try it yourself.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be no mystery why your neighbor keeps calling you in different names like for example “Francis” some calls you ‘Fran’, or ‘Franz’ like that.. But did you ever wonder why they call you in different names to think that you are registered as “Francisco”?! (ahehe..) See below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy's name Francis \f-ran-cis, fr(a)-ncis\ is pronounced FRAN-sis. It is of Latin origin, and its meaning is free man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another meaning :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest, dependable and practical you tend to have a fairly conservative but determined approach to life. Your intelligence and wisdom means that you are sought out for guidance and advice. Gifted in communication you are philosophical and intuitive and are usually a traveller both mentally and physically. People respect you for your patience, discretion and integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other names with similar meaning (FRANCIS):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chico, Ferenc, Feri, Fran, Franco, Francesco, Franche, Franchesco, Franchesko, Franchot, Francisco, Franciscus, Franciskus, Francois, Franio, Frank, Frankie, Franko, Frann, Frannie, Frans, Fransisco, Frants, Frantz, Franz, Franzel, Franzen, Franzin, Frasco, Frascuelo, Frasquito, Paco, Pacorro, Panchito, Pancho and Paquito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Names are equivalent to a person's identity. We identify, many times with who we are as people by the meaning of our first names. Of course, this shouldn't be the case, since this has nothing to do with our personhood; in fact, there are some whose name does not go well with their looks and their personalities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that every name corresponds a number with different meaning? By adding it up, we can look for number description for our names. Don’t know if this is true but there’s no harm if we try right?! This is fun.. You better try this.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every letter, word or name vibrates to a number, and every number has a hidden meaning. Using the chart below you can convert the letters in your name to a numeric digit. Then, using simple calculations, you can determine your personal number that represents the hidden meaning behind your name. For example, using the name Francis, we can determine that the F=6,R=9, A=1,N=5,C=3,I=9 and S=1. By adding the numbers together, 6+9+1+5+3+9+1 = 34  and then reducing the 34 down to a single digit by adding it thru (3 + 4= 7), we have the personal number that corresponds to the name FRANCIS. The number is 7. Now read the description below for the number 7, and you will find the characteristics associated with the name Francis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have excellent mental capabilities.(really?!!) An educator, researcher, and one to uncover life's mysteries, you use your mind to think through all possible options. You gather knowledge from all sources. You can do well in scientific pursuits, religion, writing, technical work, and legal fields. It is important that you be discriminating, gather facts and weighs them carefully before presenting them to others. You need time to yourself, to meditate, and be in silence, as this helps to reenergize you. Others may see you as a loner, but to you, it is your way to relax and stay focused on those matters that weigh on your mind. (Check out if this description fits you well.. Aheheh)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When working with names and letters, there are three major parts to the puzzle. By adding the numbers associated with the vowels in your name, you arrive at a number that represents your inner self, your emotions, how you feel on the inside. By adding the numbers associated with the consonants in your name, you arrive at a number that represents your outer personality, or how others see you. Then, by adding all of the numbers in your name together, you arrive at a number that represents your destiny, or what it is in this lifetime you want to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;When you read the descriptions below for each number, stay focused on the category you are reading about...your emotions, your outer personality, or your lifetime accomplishment. For example, if the personal number describing your emotions is number 3, then you feel at your best when being expressive. If the key number describing your outer personality is 4, then others see you as a very structured person. If your key number describing your lifetime accomplishment is 8, then you have a good head for business and finance, and should be successful in that area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOU TO TRY:&lt;br /&gt;A, J, S = 1 &lt;br /&gt;B, K, T = 2&lt;br /&gt;C, L U = 3&lt;br /&gt;D, M, V = 4&lt;br /&gt;E, N, W = 5&lt;br /&gt;F, O, X = 6&lt;br /&gt;G, P, Y = 7&lt;br /&gt;H, Q, Z = 8&lt;br /&gt;I, R = 9 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number Descriptions For The Hidden Meaning Behind Your Name.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Number 1&lt;/strong&gt; -Here to learn leadership, independence and decision making skills, you strive to do your best possible when involved in any project that requires your original thinking. You are a pioneer reaching out to create or invent new ways of doing things. The status quo is just not good enough, and you are always looking for a better method to accomplish a given task. Strong willed and able to stand on your own two feet, life gives you many challenges and tests. You forge forward, eager to learn, experience, and meet your goals. You can become so involved in a project, others may see you as compulsive. From your perspective, you are absorbed in what you are doing, enjoying every minute of it, and prefer to work on the project rather than break from it. You are motivated. You are self-reliant, think for yourself, and determined to be self-made. You are a leader, a promoter, and meet obstacles with courage. Be careful to not be too overpowering of others dreams and wishes. When in a negative frame of mind, you can be domineering and too aggressive. Learn to inject new and original ideas, not force them on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Number 2&lt;/strong&gt; - Able to see both sides of a situation, you are first and foremost the peacemaker, the arbitrator, the negotiator who brings conflict to resolution. You function best when in a harmonious environment. Loud noise, distractions, and unsettled conditions cause you to take action and bring about calm. You are dependable. Others call upon you knowing that if you make a commitment, you will follow through. You work hard to keep all the pieces from falling astray, and have much tolerance and patience when working on large and small projects. Details come easy to you. An essential cog in the wheel of life, your diplomacy and tact serve you well. Caution is needed here when the pieces do not fit. At times you can try so hard to hold things together, that everything gets out of control. Learn to step back and watch before moving forward during these times, and your expert negotiation skills will shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Number 3&lt;/strong&gt; - Expression is your key to life. Multitalented, versatile, creative, and an inspiration to others, you bring joy. Self expression in words, acting, speaking puts you in center stage, and you love to entertain or bring laughter into the hearts of others. With your uplifting sense of energy, others find you to be sociable, friendly, and helpful. Your biggest enemy is to be involved in so many projects at one time, you become scattered and unable to be effective with any of them. It is so hard for you to stop and take the time to get organized until suddenly your mind just shuts down from the overload. Then, you realize the need to get focused, and take your steps one at a time. Here you become the best at what you do, expressing your thoughts, hopes, theories, and dreams in the most eloquent terms. Your personal journey is the envy of many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Number 4&lt;/strong&gt; - A builder, hard worker, honest, with your feet planted squarely on the ground, you bring structure to the world. Your work requires a tangible finished product at completion. You are excellent at details and routine. Your economical and practical side makes you a good accountant, efficiency expert, programmer. Analytical and organized, you bring order for others. It is possible that you could work in the field of law and order, as you can assume much responsibility and help to protect others. Your work has an earthly quality to it, and you are here to experience the world as a structured place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Number 5&lt;/strong&gt; - Clever, witty, and charming, you reach out and touch the masses with your excellent communication skills. Language is your strength, and you can speak most everyone's language. Here to enjoy the lighter side of life, you will not get pinned down. You want to experience all there is, and then some. You constantly long to explore, see new things, travel, and keep moving. Restlessness best describes your inner state as you find it hard to sit still. You will have many experiences, use them for personal growth. You can excel in advertising, selling, and promoting new ideas and concepts. Because you are so aware of the senses, you should use caution around the use of medications and alcohol to avoid the addictive side of chemical dependency. You need room to move and not to be bound in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Number 6&lt;/strong&gt; - Service to others brings out the best in you. The home, family, marriage are essential ingredients in your makeup. Without them, you feel lost. Love, beauty, and balance are your keywords. You may have artistic abilities, or will develop them in some way...music, painting, singing. As a nature lover, gardening will suit you well, and your home will be filled with fresh flowers, home grown vegetables, and fresh made pies. You are loving and sympathetic, and can assume responsibility. Teaching, nursing, and serving others with your special gifts puts you in front of the public. Others depend on you, and you do not let them down. Domestic occupations fall under this number, as does justice and balance. You want what is fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Number 7&lt;/strong&gt; - You have excellent mental capabilities. An educator, researcher, and one to uncover life's mysteries, you use your mind to think through all possible options. You gather knowledge from all sources. You can do well in scientific pursuits, religion, writing, technical work, and legal fields. It is important that you be discriminating, gather facts and weigh them carefully before presenting them to others. You need time to yourself, to meditate, and be in silence, as this helps to reenergize you. Others may see you as a loner, but to you, it is your way to relax and stay focused on those matters that weigh on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Number 8&lt;/strong&gt; - Business, finance, and executive ability are your best skills. Power, control and strength are your key words. All combined, makes you an excellent candidate for directing large organizations, corporate ventures, government agencies or military units. You excel in areas that requires organizational and decision making ability. But, there is a karmic nature to this number also. What you sow, you reap. Use of force, dominance, and excess strength, returns to you in kind. All goes full circle, and it is important that you learn to balance the spiritual as well as the material side of your life. Work for personal satisfaction and the benefit of others will reward you two fold. You are intense, and give much, but need equal in return in any relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal Number 9&lt;/strong&gt; - A messenger of light, you are charitable, giving and loving. Sometimes finding it hard to let go, you can bury yourself in projects or concerns of others to your own detriment. Learn to use your wisdom and insight in a way that help others grow, then let go and allow them to move forward. You have a universal understanding and tend to be a big brother or sister to all who cross your path. Others look to you for guidance and marvel at your tolerance. You are a humanitarian, and service to others is your strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Numerology, there are three master numbers. These numbers carry a higher level of experience, understanding and insight. They are the numbers 11, 22 and 33. If your reduced number resulted in one of the master numbers, then your challenges and tests in life will be greater. If you live up to what is expected of you, your rewards will be beyond your dreams. Those with master numbers tend to lean towards the higher realm in all areas of spirituality, inner awareness, intuitive insight, and giving of self without concern for something in return. They are the light workers and walkers into the new age of oneness, and belong to the world. If your personal number ended in a 2, 4 or 6, look to see if you arrived at that number as a result of the number 11, 22 or 33. If so, you most likely already understand all that has been presented here, and then some.&lt;br /&gt;=======&lt;br /&gt;As for me, number description are just guides.. Its up to us if we will depend on it, and how we handle things that we believe is true. If I will be described as the worst type of person in the world.. It doesn’t matter to me… What important is that we live by what we wanted to be, we can imitate, we can hide who we really are and we can change.. not for the worst.. but for the better..&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;devil unleashed says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool nice one YSA, thanks for the time coming up with this piece. Cool, am just perplexed with the description of my name?? Is that really it? I must be something, lol. &lt;br /&gt;I agree with you lady, &lt;strong&gt;such names are just mere representations of ones personality, but not its totality&lt;/strong&gt;. Either how awful your name is, just be glad on it, what matters is what is inside your heart. God does not count sheeps by names, but He counts it by greatness and purity. &lt;br /&gt;Mga katoto, mga parekoy, kahit pa bakekong pangalan mo, manindigan ka, iapglaban mo. Dapat buo ang loob, walang takot, lol, does it make sense? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so long mga prekoy…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-3163996094589594313?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/3163996094589594313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=3163996094589594313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/3163996094589594313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/3163996094589594313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/02/names-and-numbers.html' title='NAMES AND NUMBERS...'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-4461785090293362458</id><published>2008-02-19T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:46:14.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relfections from within'/><title type='text'>a house but not a home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R7oktViW3FI/AAAAAAAAADU/SAMSRcuvrcc/s1600-h/14753551_f6f0b8c4a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R7oktViW3FI/AAAAAAAAADU/SAMSRcuvrcc/s400/14753551_f6f0b8c4a6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168483883655027794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;depiction of the present government&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go politics, hehe….wala na ako maisip e, wala naman ako lovelife, puro life lang.. wala na ding love love love love (hehe niwala ba kayo??)…&lt;br /&gt;Ang gulo, ang gulo na nga ng buhay ko, pinagugulo pa nang lipunang ginagalawan ko. Masaklap pa, pilit na tinatanggalan si Juan dela Cruz nang kalayaan at karapatan&lt;br /&gt;Nakakasawa na. Hirap nang ganito, hehe para namang apektado, lol. Saan ba ang lugar na puwedeng puntahan nang mga matitinung taong kagaya ko (bawal magreact, site ko to, lol). &lt;br /&gt;Frankly, almost all Filipino that I know would want to go somewhere outside this “vanishing” country. They can never be questioned. I too would agree. For those optimistic, they say there is still hope, but my question is WHEN is that time? When all your hope had forsaken you? &lt;br /&gt;Let us face the reality on our beloved country, there is nothing wrong with our government. What is off beam is the people behind this government, the type of governance.&lt;br /&gt;I remember what Voltaire says and I quote,  ”It is dangerous to be right when the government is wrong”. Huh, that explains it all. Although I am no activist neither a charlatan who just believes in what others says. I am an ordinary mortal who wants a clean and decent community to live in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makibaka! Makibaka! Makibaka! (hehe, bakit kaya hindi na lang kalabaw..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The revelation after revelation against the present administration is just a proof of its dearth. Add Lozano’s exposure on ZTae deal is like a dagger directly to the heart of democracy. An incarcerated freedom yearning for freedom, ironic but true. This just prove what G. K. Chesterton’s line,  “All government is an ugly  necessity”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will this people learn to speak up for themselves without being dictated on what to do. Come on guys, &lt;strong&gt;why not vote for me as president&lt;/strong&gt;, and I will tell you, it is the dumbest thing to do. I hope you get my point, if not you too is dumb (kunti, hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay buhay ni Juan, sa patuloy na pagtaas nang halaga nang piso sa pandaigdigang kalakalan, kasabay naman nang di matapos na bangayan sa pamahalaan.Hindi pa ba kayo nagsasawa?? Di pa ba kayo nasusuka sa pare-parehong mukha nang ating gobyerno? Kung puwede nga lang mamili nang lugar nang kapanganakan e pinili ko na ang Chritstmas Island, at least parati me regalo, hehe. &lt;br /&gt;But kidding aside, it is now time to look back, pause and reflect. Malayo na ang nilakbay natin. Mahirap nang balikan ang nakaraan, what we could do is mull over the future. &lt;br /&gt;Although I don’t believe in uncouth power grabbing, I just want something from this administration to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-4461785090293362458?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/4461785090293362458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=4461785090293362458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/4461785090293362458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/4461785090293362458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/02/house-but-not-home.html' title='a house but not a home'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R7oktViW3FI/AAAAAAAAADU/SAMSRcuvrcc/s72-c/14753551_f6f0b8c4a6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-2959435982949670941</id><published>2008-02-13T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:46:14.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relfections from within'/><title type='text'>journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R7Ol4liW3DI/AAAAAAAAADE/5VNqjPp3rrk/s1600-h/337318602_9b029ff8c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R7Ol4liW3DI/AAAAAAAAADE/5VNqjPp3rrk/s400/337318602_9b029ff8c8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166655589091564594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ITHACA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you start on your journey to Ithaca, &lt;br /&gt;then pray that the road is long, &lt;br /&gt;full of adventure, full of knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;Do not fear the Lestrygonians (*) &lt;br /&gt;and the Cyclopes and the angry Poseidon. &lt;br /&gt;You will never meet such as these on your path, &lt;br /&gt;if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine emotion &lt;br /&gt;touches your body and your spirit. &lt;br /&gt;You will never meet the Lestrygonians, &lt;br /&gt;the Cyclopes and the fierce Poseidon, &lt;br /&gt;if you do not carry them within your soul, &lt;br /&gt;if your soul does not raise them up before you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then pray that the road is long. &lt;br /&gt;That the summer mornings are many, &lt;br /&gt;that you will enter ports seen for the first time &lt;br /&gt;with such pleasure, with such joy! &lt;br /&gt;Stop at Phoenician markets, &lt;br /&gt;and purchase fine merchandise, &lt;br /&gt;mother-of-pearl and corals, amber and ebony, &lt;br /&gt;and pleasurable perfumes of all kinds, &lt;br /&gt;buy as many pleasurable perfumes as you can; &lt;br /&gt;visit hosts of Egyptian cities, &lt;br /&gt;to learn and learn from those who have knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always keep Ithaca fixed in your mind. &lt;br /&gt;to arrive there is your ultimate goal. &lt;br /&gt;But do not hurry the voyage at all. &lt;br /&gt;It is better to let it last for long years; &lt;br /&gt;and even to anchor at the isle when you are old, &lt;br /&gt;rich with all that you have gained on the way, &lt;br /&gt;not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage. &lt;br /&gt;Without her you would never have taken the road. &lt;br /&gt;But she has nothing more to give you. &lt;br /&gt;And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not defrauded you. &lt;br /&gt;With the great wisdom you have gained, with so much experience, &lt;br /&gt;you must surely have understood by then what Ithaca means.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--  Constantine Cavafy  (translated by Rae Dalven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, that is a masterpiece, that is what you call power of mind. A great magnum opus indeed. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;When I first came across this poem (I think that was on my literature subject during college), I just can’t help but awestruck with it, damn, it tells a lot. Sinu magrereact?? Hehe, you must believe me (hirap mangumbinsi, lol).&lt;br /&gt;To start with, ITHACA, for those who do not know, is part of the Ionian Islands off the west coast of mainland Greece. It is also featured in the famous poem of HOMER, the Odyssey. But if you’re not a Homer fan, Ithaca is a beautiful, peaceful island which makes for a great getaway. If you're looking for a vacation within your vacation, Ithaca makes a great low-stress stop said gogreece.com.&lt;br /&gt;Many of us, including me, would want a certain undertaking or any voyage for that matter, be on its least possible time (although working habit is excluded). Iyong tipong dapat matapos agad, prati bang nagmamadali, and overlooking that the world is in accord with the past phased of what he wants on his life. Come on man, enjoy every moment, every single detail. Baka sa kamamadali mo, pati mo buhay mo madaliin din, hehe. &lt;br /&gt;Cavafy on his poem has associated ITAHACA as a metaphor for the human journey through life, so as a metaphor for all destinations. It represents all the goals and ideals that humans strive for, all the expectations of a reward to be received in the future for the actions performed in the present.&lt;br /&gt;But it is directly implied that it is not the destination that needs to be addressed, it is the voyage that must be fully enjoyed at every moment, using all the resources of sanity and intellect, because the goal itself is likely to be disappointing. &lt;br /&gt;Behold the time that you have lived your life, don’t rush things, as what the poem says, man can never be the man that he is amidst the power, wealth, and wisdom, it is his willingness to learn through his “travels” in life that makes the difference. What you have achieved is not the basis of success, it is how you run the race.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The journey is a reward in itself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-2959435982949670941?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/2959435982949670941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=2959435982949670941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/2959435982949670941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/2959435982949670941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/02/journey_6101.html' title='journey'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R7Ol4liW3DI/AAAAAAAAADE/5VNqjPp3rrk/s72-c/337318602_9b029ff8c8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-1738361195214903240</id><published>2008-02-05T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:46:14.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relfections from within'/><title type='text'>angels and demons</title><content type='html'>Have you read the book of Dan Brown of the same title? If not better get your laptop, search it via the internet. But before you read it, contemplate first and settle firm on what you believe. - (It can be downloaded through esnips and other sites) -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read through this plot of the book: (excerpt from Dan Brown website, but advisable to read the whole book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When world-renowned Harvard symbologist Robert Langdon is summoned to a Swiss research facility to analyze a mysterious symbol -- seared into the chest of a murdered physicist -- he discovers evidence of the unimaginable: the resurgence of an ancient secret brotherhood known as the Illuminati... the most powerful underground organization ever to walk the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Illuminati has surfaced from the shadows to carry out the final phase of its legendary vendetta against its most hated enemy... the Catholic Church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langdon's worst fears are confirmed on the eve of the Vatican's holy conclave, when a messenger of the Illuminati announces he has hidden an unstoppable time bomb at the very heart of Vatican City. With the countdown under way, Langdon jets to Rome to join forces with Vittoria Vetra, a beautiful and mysterious Italian scientist, to assist the Vatican in a desperate bid for survival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarking on a frantic hunt through sealed crypts, dangerous catacombs, deserted cathedrals, and even to the heart of the most secretive vault on earth, Langdon and Vetra follow a 400-year old trail of ancient symbols that snakes across Rome toward the long-forgotten Illuminati lair... a secret location that contains the only hope for Vatican salvation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An explosive international thriller, ANGELS &amp;amp; DEMONS careens from enlightening epiphanies to dark truths as the battle between science and religion turns to war...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;What do you think guys?? Although this is just fiction, it talks a lot between the conflict of religion and science, specifically the origin of the universe and man itself. And though it speaks directly against the church, it is a nice novel to read without being bias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also featured in the story was the resurrection of ILLUMINATI group. Actually illuminati as defined in wikipedia, is a purported conspiratorial organization which acts as a shadowy power behind the throne, allegedly controlling world affairs through present day governments and corporations, usually as a modern incarnation or continuation of the Bavarian Illuminati. Furthermore by Microsoft Encarta, “The Alumbrados, a mystical 16th-century Spanish sect, were among the societies that subsequently adopted the name illuminati. Later, the title of illuminati was used by a secret society founded by Adam Weishaupt that aimed to combat religious thinking and encourage rationalism."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R6gF6HFwA0I/AAAAAAAAACk/NHdb-fGx9aw/s1600-h/illuminati+symbol.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163383468673991490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R6gF6HFwA0I/AAAAAAAAACk/NHdb-fGx9aw/s400/illuminati+symbol.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Favorite Illuminati Symbol: The All-Seeing Eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through research, the utmost goal of The Illuminati is, "Novus Ordo Seclorum " . These exact words can be seen on the back of The American $ 1 bill which means a New World Order. A puzzle for most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh, so much for these thoughts, those were the “record”. Although there are a lot of historical writings and research regarding its very existence, it always boils down to one thing, our FAITH. Believe on what is right.  Choose whether be the angel that showers love or demons that spreads disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Again, the devil took Him to a very high mountain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and showed Him all the kingdoms of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and the glory of them; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and he said to Him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"All these I will give you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;if you will fall down and worship me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then Jesus said to him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Begone, Satan! for it is written, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'You shall worship the Lord your God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and Him only shall you serve.'""&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Matthew 2:8-11)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"And I saw the souls of those who had been beheaded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;because of their testimony for Jesus and because of the word of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;They had not worshipped the beast or his image &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and had not received his mark on their foreheads or their hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;They came to life and reigned with Christ a thousand years."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Revelation 20:4) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Blessed and holy are those who have part in the first resurrection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The second death has no power over them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but they will be priests of God and of Christ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and will reign with Him for a thousand years." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Revelation 20:6) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-1738361195214903240?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/1738361195214903240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=1738361195214903240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/1738361195214903240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/1738361195214903240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/02/angels-and-demons.html' title='angels and demons'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R6gF6HFwA0I/AAAAAAAAACk/NHdb-fGx9aw/s72-c/illuminati+symbol.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-3230730328841972978</id><published>2008-02-04T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:25:57.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unpredictable heart'/><title type='text'>love, just the two of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R6ZqjnFwAzI/AAAAAAAAACc/udetEX0-a_w/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162931182847918898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R6ZqjnFwAzI/AAAAAAAAACc/udetEX0-a_w/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kaninu ko kaya ibibigay eto.. heheh.. magpramdam na lang kayo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lapit na pala araw ng mga puso, hehe, lapit na ang SILENT NEW YEAR (adopted from pareng breat heart, heheh), pero hanggang ngaun wala pa din akong sinisinta. Hay, ako yata ay pinagkaitan na ng tadhana, o talagang wala lang talaga, haha. Sa mga katoto kung magsasaya sa araw na eto, ingat lang kayo, ugaliing magkapote (toink toink toink) at agahan ang pagpapaalam sa nakapamaypay o hindi kayay sa mansanas nang di ka maubusan ng pupuwestuhan. Huh,buti pa kayo, sana ako rin... Nakalimutan ko na din ata kung paano ang umibig at ang ibigin,nyahaha. Calling KUPIDO, puwede pong panain nyo na din puso ko, please lang po.... aheheh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But above all, more than the flowers, chocolates, cards, and lavish dates, it is the time to reflect on how does your relationship has grown. Has it developed for the better or for the worse?? Are you satisfied with your present or not? ..Kapag ung huli, mga parekoy, magisip ka na !! Ask yourself, does it make sense to continue the relationship? Man if it doesn’t do good to both of you at all, go for the kill, lol, say it straight (wag nyo ako gayahin, haha). It is better to tell the truth than to make an alibi, (based from experience) your conscience will haunt you.&lt;br /&gt;But if your relationship is on cloud nine, cool that’s my man… continue what you’ve done but don’t stop their. Magisip ka ng mga gimik to make the relationship thrive through the thinnest of things. And most of all, let your love show the clearest intention, let love flow freely, no but’s and no if’s. Just LOVE more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti pa kayo mga pare, enjoy na lang kayo, mejo malapit na, pero kunting ingat baka madiskaril mga plano niyo sa buhay.. Kita kita na lang tayo sa loova palooza, manghahablot na lang ako dun nang hahalikan ko para naman di ako kawawa.. heheh.... or if somebody will present herself, that would be much welcomed..lol... GBU pips. So long …….. heheh peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The journey to the unknown will set off in 5…… 4….. 3…… 2…..1….0………..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-3230730328841972978?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/3230730328841972978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=3230730328841972978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/3230730328841972978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/3230730328841972978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-just-two-of-us.html' title='love, just the two of us'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R6ZqjnFwAzI/AAAAAAAAACc/udetEX0-a_w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-2376082077058922019</id><published>2008-01-30T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:35:53.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn nothing'/><title type='text'>engineer's diary</title><content type='html'>As a youngster who almost spent his childhood in a place that only carabaos and green fields are abundant and that many houses were built with bamboo (although that has long faced extinction in our place), it has been a thrilling experience visiting the metropolis, amazed with the towering buildings surrounding the city.&lt;br /&gt;That picture of my childhood has never left my memory. Maybe through inspired curiosity and the passion for structures (building), I ended up being a ‘construction man’ (the craft that has built and shaped the face of the world).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that construction industry is at its peak through the continuous development of major cities worldwide, same as through with the development of famous skyscrapers around the globe, the service of this humble profession will be greatly needed. More than that is the effect of such infrastructures in everyday living of mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard the phrase “SKY is the LIMIT”, it WAS the idea then, now it is different. Seems even the sky has been conquered by these craft as attested by these quote.&lt;br /&gt; “Thousands of workers toiled over the pyramids of Egypt, the cathedrals of Europe and countless towers and pillars to create something awe inspiring. Even today, the sky apparently does not seem to be the limit anymore. Taller and taller behemoths battle it out to take over the skyline of cities worldwide” (bluent.co.in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys watch out for these great skyscrapers will soon conquer the earth.  Have look at this pictures. Some of them are currently being constructed in DUBAI, the frontrunner for the tallest building ever to be built (BURJ DUBAI). The recent holder for the tallest building is the TAIPE 101. Hold on folks, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_h9HFwAxI/AAAAAAAAACM/ePPYEqJ6YZ8/s1600-h/401px-Torres_Petronas_Mayo_2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161092137981313810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_h9HFwAxI/AAAAAAAAACM/ePPYEqJ6YZ8/s400/401px-Torres_Petronas_Mayo_2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_h5XFwAwI/AAAAAAAAACE/h3zC0xAEckI/s1600-h/466px-Sears_Tower_ss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161092073556804354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_h5XFwAwI/AAAAAAAAACE/h3zC0xAEckI/s400/466px-Sears_Tower_ss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_h03FwAvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zIn0s_50k8M/s1600-h/63090189_b7baeedfd0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161091996247393010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_h03FwAvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zIn0s_50k8M/s400/63090189_b7baeedfd0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hvXFwAuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BB_bF0fMBxg/s1600-h/157238114_eec74fa803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161091901758112482" style="WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" height="394" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hvXFwAuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BB_bF0fMBxg/s400/157238114_eec74fa803.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hp3FwAtI/AAAAAAAAABs/fufKwtTl8Sg/s1600-h/329316538_f20b0f9825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161091807268831954" style="CURSOR: hand" height="300" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hp3FwAtI/AAAAAAAAABs/fufKwtTl8Sg/s400/329316538_f20b0f9825.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hinFwAsI/AAAAAAAAABk/g0XpXVx6cJc/s1600-h/1371087128_ca3aee6133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161091682714780354" style="WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" height="301" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hinFwAsI/AAAAAAAAABk/g0XpXVx6cJc/s400/1371087128_ca3aee6133.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_henFwArI/AAAAAAAAABc/-xieYjR7ck0/s1600-h/fighting-the-wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hRXFwApI/AAAAAAAAABM/zgD6lasUR9c/s1600-h/untitled2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161091386362036882" style="CURSOR: hand" height="400" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hRXFwApI/AAAAAAAAABM/zgD6lasUR9c/s400/untitled2.JPG" width="404" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hbHFwAqI/AAAAAAAAABU/faK9205OY4c/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161091553865761442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hbHFwAqI/AAAAAAAAABU/faK9205OY4c/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hKHFwAoI/AAAAAAAAABE/kGcKuEVkjPw/s1600-h/untitled3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161091261807985282" style="WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" height="400" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_hKHFwAoI/AAAAAAAAABE/kGcKuEVkjPw/s400/untitled3.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-2376082077058922019?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/2376082077058922019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=2376082077058922019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/2376082077058922019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/2376082077058922019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/01/engineers-diary.html' title='engineer&apos;s diary'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R5_h9HFwAxI/AAAAAAAAACM/ePPYEqJ6YZ8/s72-c/401px-Torres_Petronas_Mayo_2004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-5925245055452589499</id><published>2008-01-29T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:35:14.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>frustration of a fan</title><content type='html'>From a beast to a weakling…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was an exemplary depiction of a team’s fate in the recent Philippine Cup of the PBA. The once regarded as the team to beat bows easily in contention for the crown. I know lots of MBM fanatics could attest to such statement (well though pretty obvious since now they are eliminated) and in mourn for a couple days now (I hope the players and coaching staff does too).&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe we expected a lot from the team, pero sinu ba naman di mag-i expect?? Look at the line-up, a powerhouse team weaponed with seasoned veterans, not only veterans but a superstar of basketball. Add the acquisition of several players which makes them a formidable candidate for the championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the story, and now it is HISTORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how they fared, they ended up the classification phase with a 10-8 record (well, it is pretty decent). In the quarterfinals (which they were delegated automatically, thanks to Coca Cola), they were badly beaten by a team regarded as the underdog through a sweep (0-2 from a best of three) and haven’t even threaten to bounce back. Those games were both lopsided.&lt;br /&gt;I have been an avid fan of the team since time immemorial, watched every game they played anticipating something big will happen. But this was the sole conference that I am greatly disappointed at. Many would tell that they are still in period of adjustments, that it would take some time for the new players to gel with the new system. But my question is WHEN? Man, from my observation, the kind of game they played from the start of the conference is just the same kind of basketball they played up until they got eliminated. They haven’t improved even a single scale on their brand of play on the court. Where is the motivation? Where is the heart of a champion? Where is the pride and passion for the game? Is it the coach or the players that should be blamed? Did the change of name (from SMB to MBM) somehow affect the way they perceived basketball as a game?? Huh… But I believe otherwise: it is on the players will and determination to excel (which I suppose they need a seminar on that matter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it just proves that even how great you are, you’ll have a point in life where you experience ruts and pitfalls. It is just a matter of how you properly address such adversities. Hope this will be an eye opener for the whole management of MBM. In the end, whatever happens, we are still here to continue supporting the team that once stood great and still believes that it will stand enormous again and BE BACK WITH A VENGEANCE.&lt;br /&gt;So long pips, see you at the ballgames.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-5925245055452589499?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/5925245055452589499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=5925245055452589499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/5925245055452589499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/5925245055452589499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/01/frustration-of-fan.html' title='frustration of a fan'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-1141522648400842474</id><published>2008-01-28T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:47:00.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop and leave a mark'/><title type='text'>eat my english</title><content type='html'>Eto na, inuman na. Favorite day of the week for most &lt;em&gt;gimikeros&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;gimikeras &lt;/em&gt;: Flyday (biyernes) include Saturday Nights. I don’t know why it is called that way (the first). Maybe this was the time when angels visits the earth to spread love propped up with tons and tons of fermented liquid named liquor, or some winged creature flew away from their place on this day in search for a prey but did not found one and just contented themselves with the newfound fruits named grapes (sounds unreal though, lol). But whatever it is, most (especially mga pasaway na kagaya ko) will agree that this is the best time of the week (siyempre include Sunday, alam na).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a ritual, we usually hang out with friends during weekends and take a lay off from the long stressful week (para naman di halatang wala ginagawa sa opis). But last Friday was not an ordinary day, it was the birthday celebration of my Manager (ayos libre eto, sa wakas merong manlilibre hindi na lang parati ako, hehe) and read it pips, the party will be in a bar/resto in Ortigas, I was just quite baffled with the name of the bar ---“&lt;em&gt;EAT MY ENGLISH&lt;/em&gt;”---. Cool, mapapalaban tayo sa inglesan nito.&lt;br /&gt;We left the building at around 7 pm riding the vehicle of my officemate and take EDSA route. Damn thing, vehicles are quite voluminous at that time, no other option but to bear with the regular traffic problem of the metro, as usual. We arrived at the location past 8 in the evening, I just thought I could have drunk three bottles for that lost time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the place is like any other spot I’ve been to. A little bit small for partying but enough for drinking spree (well the place is designed for drinking session anyway). What caught me was the design on their walls. It is designed like that of “komiks”. And as I look at the conversational callout, I am lost, there is something wrong, huh. Cool, damn it, I should have thought earlier, lol, this must have been the reason why it is called that way. I remember only one person as I read those printed phrases on the walls, famous line of Melanie Marquez, and other quotable funny celebrities. There are other quotes found at the topmost of the bar. Have a glance at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R51-M3FwAnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/83ExalQCW2E/s1600-h/25012008421+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160419507448054386" style="WIDTH: 548px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="196" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R51-M3FwAnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/83ExalQCW2E/s400/25012008421+222.jpg" width="562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, ang gara nang buhay, naisahan ako dun, hehe. But that was one thing, the other would be the most sought after event of the night, INUMAN NA. You”ll just wait until I get drunk, mapapa-english talaga kayo, lol. So panu bay an mga pare?? Inuman na, hehe…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-1141522648400842474?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/1141522648400842474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=1141522648400842474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/1141522648400842474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/1141522648400842474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/01/eat-my-english_27.html' title='eat my english'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/R51-M3FwAnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/83ExalQCW2E/s72-c/25012008421+222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-8571446459616099005</id><published>2008-01-24T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:46:14.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relfections from within'/><title type='text'>streets of heaven or lane to hell</title><content type='html'>Where should I go, should I turn left?? Or go right?. Huh, ang hirap magedisisyon.&lt;br /&gt;Pero sabi nga ni Ka Pete(hehe siya ba??), ako ang tamang daan ......&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, more than any wild could ever imagine, we are still left on what decision to make in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, we craft the life we live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The avenue of life is a multi-dimensional way, you stumble and yet have still the choice to go on. More than any man could fathom, it is his self trust that is insubstantial. His inability to counter the attacks of evilness, his misunderstanding of the word hope, and the belief that he has been abandoned. There is no such thing as a loser. If you believe there is, then you know who should be blamed, huh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gaya nga ang sabi ko, life is a mere choice and not destiny. Kung pinili mong maging drug addict, rapist, mangagantso, pokpok, sira ulo, tambay, tomador, propesyunal, pare, madre, presidente, wala na akong pakialam, but if everything went wrong, nobody should be blamed but you. Pare matanda ka na para pagsabihan pa.&lt;br /&gt;Pero ang hindi ko lang malubos maisip e kung bakit alam na ngang mali, ginagawa pa. I can’t see the logic. Mantakin bang magnakaw imbes na magtrabaho na lang, if caught, pleads for his freedom. What a frame of mind, better go to hell than think that way.&lt;br /&gt;Choosing between the way to heaven or hell is not too much of a burden during our childhood, it is told that heaven is the most striking place to be at. But the issue becomes indistinct when we start to have our own life and has the freedom to think. It is due to the fact that the path to hell is more traversed with ease than the path to heaven (mas masarap daw kapag bawal). More often than not, more people on this world would want to travel the unevenness, be exquisitely different from other, standout and be the captain of the ship (am I a preacher??, lol) even at the expense of others (ahermm, hindi po ako ganun). Pero meron pa namang mga anghel ditto sa lupa na sumusunod sa tamang landas, mga taong merong sapat na dunong upang malaman ang tama at mali...&lt;br /&gt;Isa lang naman yan e, papayag ka bang maging kamukha mo ay isang Grinch o maging kahugis nang mukha ni Ben Affleck?&lt;br /&gt;Kaibigan nasa sayo ang deisiyon. Huwag magpasilaw sa nakikita nang mata lamang. Ika nga nila, Life has so much deceit, learn to weigh things, line to HEAVEN, or a place in HELL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-8571446459616099005?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/8571446459616099005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=8571446459616099005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/8571446459616099005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/8571446459616099005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/01/streets-of-heaven-or-lane-to-hell.html' title='streets of heaven or lane to hell'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4570836338745563444.post-2902982154658901689</id><published>2008-01-23T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:35:53.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn nothing'/><title type='text'>ang paunang pagbati</title><content type='html'>Isang maligayang pagbati para sa akin (hehe)... ito na ang simula.....&lt;br /&gt;Well I am just glad I have my own blog site. I have been reading lots of blogs everyday, maybe that was the sole reason I have come up with such one. Nainspire kasi ako sa mga pinagsasabi nang mga katoto natin. Minsan nakakarelate, minsan parang wala lang, at minsan naman parang hanging lamig (hehe meron ba nun) .&lt;br /&gt;I am a voracious reader (kahit mga librong di ko maintindihan, basta lang makapagbasa, hehe), I love to read anything under the sun (kesyo magazines yan, porno pa yan, educational, science books), kaya kapag nagtanung kayo, malamang sa OO, di ko masasagot (haha,nagbabasa lang po ako talaga)..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will be posting my experieces (o 'wag malikot isip) everyday and hope that somebody out their in the wild could relate and will say I am the man, lol...&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side, I will tackle anything under the sun, kahit &lt;em&gt;moon&lt;/em&gt; pa yan, kung anu lang po ang maisip nang inyong abang lingkod. So huwag na po kayo magisip kung bakit yun ang naipost ko. Hehe, astig ba???&lt;br /&gt;So panu ba yan, So long pips...till next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.:&lt;br /&gt;About the title comment of my site, don't bother knowing the meaning of that one, I too did not know it in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4570836338745563444-2902982154658901689?l=beastprovidence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/feeds/2902982154658901689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4570836338745563444&amp;postID=2902982154658901689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/2902982154658901689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4570836338745563444/posts/default/2902982154658901689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beastprovidence.blogspot.com/2008/01/ang-paunang-pagbati.html' title='ang paunang pagbati'/><author><name>the devil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01210019129567935261</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nar89MUOb3k/Suj_PrqSyLI/AAAAAAAAArE/Du4siXoWWT8/S220/DSC04150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
