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Saturday, May 12, 2018

…and my country also rises





If cursing can kill, many would drop dead. We curse to release our frustrations in the street. People notice the traffic but hardly know what causes it. Yeah, they see the works but hardly the bigger picture. For the daily commuters, annoying digs, gigantic trucks ferrying construction materials, and huge cement mixers are a daily nuisance in their lives. They’ve got no choice but to embrace the pain with determined resolve. Hardly do they notice structures inching to the clouds and roads leveling up 2nd, 3rd, and 4th in a mesh-work
of urban sky-ways. Looking upward at these sky-high buildings gives you a sore neck, so why bother when you have a train to catch or a hurdle to overcome for a jeepney ride?

If you are an OFW or an occasional visitor to Metro Manila, you are overwhelmed by the transformation. The traffic is nothing new. It is everywhere else in the world, although traffic is not created equal…it is a traffic jam just the same. I am ever so fascinated by the cropping of marvelous structures everywhere I turn. When I saw the video of ASEANA City on YouTube, I thought of it as someone’s figment of imagination. 


ASEANA CITY


Amazingly, buildings are engineered not one building at a time but simultaneously. Money is so abundant these days that colossal structures mushroom at the same time as if they are playing to the same tune. One moment, I walk through or drive by an empty lot, and a year or two later, a massive structure towers over it. It boggles the mind how buildings are constructed so quickly; it's like the rise of my country happened overnight.
























































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Wednesday, March 7, 2018

CROSSING OVER...




I was wondering why I am not seeing signs of death as I usually do when someone close to my family is going to pass away. My wife told me in a chat that her elder sister (part of my extended family) may go anytime. She has been fighting stage 4 cancer for the last several weeks anyway; she may linger quite longer, I thought. I was wrong!

In the dream (an astral journey in space and time), someone was lying in bed, sick. Our spirits/astral selves have a different perception of the Physical universe. My view was left of the bed. Someone walked into the room. He appeared to be in his 40s. He stood behind the bed and directly behind the patient's head. He put his fingers over the left side of the neck (carotid artery?) and pressed it gently, and that was it. I woke up half consciously. That was the sign; I thought in a dreamy state and passed out again into my world of dreams.

The first thing I did when my mobile alarm went off at 5:45 AM (10:45 PM) was to check my family’s chatterbox. Ate Vergie passed away, meaning I was there when it happened. The angel of death is not the way we project it to be. We create scary demons of ourselves in a laughable way.

According to my mother, she had a vision of two men who walked into the room where my father was lying seriously ill. She was taking a nap on the floor mat. She had sleep paralysis, unable to move until the two men who stood at both sides of my father’s bed walked out. When she stirred from the sleep paralysis, she found my father was gone - dead.




Tuesday, February 20, 2018

STAGGERING HOW THE WORLD HAVE CHANGED


The world has undergone a truly staggering transformation. If only we had the time to pause and reminisce about what it would be like without Wi-Fi, the internet, or mobile phones with wireless communication. Yet, these are amenities that did not take centuries to develop. It virtually came overnight. My youngest daughter, in this ordinary communication sample, was born into this technology, meaning it is the world she was born into and the only world she will ever know, one that is even bound to change in a way that, at my age…I will never know.

                Imagine if this mind-boggling communication technology did not exist now, the way the world moves at the human level would be absolutely different. After you read the following amusing sample, I want you to pause and then imagine that, in this case, “messenger” is fiction, meaning it doesn’t exist. What would everyone involved be doing? This is just my family and me, but how about you, your friends, and your family doing the same thing? Then, imagine the entire planet. If technology didn't exist, human activity would be very different.