Everyday you have to test yourself. If not, it's a wasted day.

Got this from one of the on-line communities that I’m a member of. It’s supposed to be a line coming from the US Marines Recruitment program. And short and simply logical as it may sound, it rings true. Its not just about always testing one’s self, because as we open our eyes to greet the day, we are shoved right smack into the testing ground automatically. And being mundane, spells nothing but a day’s worth being wasted. Everyday, we should challenge ourselves to break beyond our very own boundaries and barriers. We ourselves are responsible for any upgrades or downgrades for ourselves…period.

“I’m not trying to be a nuisance, I just think we could do better than this.
This is simply my two cents. You can, we can, take it or leave it…”
– Nuisance/John Reuben

A HISTORY LESSON
What Hitler Proved The World

Thinking about it now, I’d like to take Hitler as a veritable subject when it comes to social psychology. I know not the man, nor am I an expert on his background… I just happen to stumble upon lots of facts and figures, seen documentaries, read articles regarding the Man Who set the world in Holocaust. Idealist, outstanding leadership, intelligent, dictator, mass muderer, and so much more. He was a man, who dreamed of being a god. Modeled himself to be a god and promised to make everything wrong– right. Noble deeds. He was a good model though…for all of us to see. Of right becoming wrong.

He was a man of pain and triumph. A one-of-a-kind Cinderella story. A simple jobless man of the streets, who fought hard against the plight, and in the name of the hard-working class. He was a hero. And all in his political victories, people saw him as a sign of hope. A messiah to save everyone, and made right all the wrongs visible during that time. Of course, historically, he never won in any electoral mandate, and it is by chance, fate even, that he had risen into power without being voted for by the people–only trusted. Heavily trusted. He is a fine example of being in the right place at the right time. What Hitler, the man proved to the world, is clearly visible with us, up until this day.

He proved that rags, can turn into riches. The powerless can become powerful. Careful marketing is a must when it comes to planning of conquering the world. Hunger can be beneficial to one's personal agenda. Hopes can be pinned on empty promises. An ordinary ornamental design can turn into one powerful symbol that everybody will respect and fear from– up until today (and basically the coming days). Grand, lavish and exciting variety shows entertains the masses. Of which are perfect, to serve as diversionary tactics to what is really happening behind the curtains. A person need not be a robot to act like one. Experimental procedures are not confined to rats, that it gave an overview in the medical field of what the human body is made of and what it can take. Inhumane as it is, we can get rid of each other just because of imperfection. Funny, when all of us are imperfect entities trying to be perfect. Being user-friendly is a must decorum even during those times. By charm alone, one can convince the world that he/she is good, and never meant any harm. Power, can be used either good or bad…sadly, most of them who do obtain it, chooses the latter, for it is much more personally beneficial. One can still find a companion in, after being taken for granted in a long time. Especially, when everything is lost and already at death’s door. Dreams if not tackled realistically, will always remain unfulfilled. Labels and tags became an essential tool for distinguishing the good, the bad, and those that cannot be defined. It can be good at some ways, but bad when the intention is without understanding. Leadership depends upon the intention of the leader. The intention of a leader always boils down to the intention of the person itself.

And of everything that Hitler proved, it was this: a man can be greater than what he dreamed of to be, as it was his destiny– especially when he could go the lowest of lows of being less than a man.

It was 7:35pm. Philippine time. December 1, 2008.
Visible in the night sky tonight is the planets
Venus and Jupiter, and Earth’s only satellite– the Moon.

The sky is smiling tonight.

Venus, Jupiter, and the Moon

and i was once an astronaut...

Ganito Dati… Ganito Ngayon…

DJ Nicoleyala of Love radio (a local FM station in the Philippines), never fails to amuse my thoughts. As a traveling commuter, and no ipod earphones stuck to my ears, I get to hear lots of things that it picks up. Gotta love all that noise in the streets. Hehehe. Sometimes I get to appreciate what I hear, sometimes I don’t. But that darn disc jockey, made me appreciate the corny-ness of her spiels. Because it’s a sad but true fact, that we hardly took notice of unless it hits us right smack in our eyes. Just like this:

Dati, lahat ng nakikita nating naghahalikan ay magsyota.
Ngayon… hindi lahat ng nakikita nating naghahalikan ay magsyota.

(Before, when we see two people kissing– they are a couple.
Today…when we see two people kissing–not all of them are a couple.)

Dati, maraming makikitang naggagandahang babae.
Ngayon…maraming makikitang magaganda, pero hindi lahat babae.

(Before, we see lots of beautiful women.
Today… we see lots of beauty, but not all of them are women.)

Wala lang. break time joke time.

cuteness can bite

More like the Gremlins hehe cute and deadly like the "toothfairy" in Hellboy II : The Golden Army haha. This cute critters by the way, are the long believed to be gone (extinct) pygmy tarsier in Indonesia. So shocked (i supposed) it bit one of its captors' (scientist) hand.This undated handout photo shows a creature called a pygmy tarsier, believed for the eight decades to have been extinct. One of the world's smallest and rarest primates, it was rediscovered in Indonesia by Texas A and M University professor Sharon Gursky-Doyen in August. (Texas A and M University/Sharon Gursky-Doyen/Handout/Reuters) Courtesy of Yahoo! News

a day with Kapitan Bandila

taken at the Men's Health Urbanathlon 2008 held at UP, Diliman (Philippines). my friends got this chance to meet and greet the famous Kapitan Bandila watching the urban obstacles race competition. he was far out impressed by the way, and congratulated the first placer who clocked in at an unbelievable pace of 33 minutes and 41 seconds. and it was a 10K obstacle run. Being the gagong palaboy that i am, i watched as men, women, teens and kids finished their runs. surprised that yup, no matter what body type you have, old or young, endurance, passion, and patience do count.



hot and cold
to cap this blog off, i end with one of today's slowly emerging young singer/songwriter Katy Perry. for the undecided. "Hot and Cold" by Katy Perry.

newsflash today!

BEGGING FOR MONEY AFTER ALIGHTING A JET PLANE
Well, they're in big, as in BIG, trouble now. There's a huge debate going on at the US Senate as the three big companies of GM (General Motors), Ford Motors, and Chrysler fly to Washington D.C. seeking support for a 25 million dollars loan package.


welcome to corporate America– where the excess is always a beyond the sky's limit.


ULTIMATE MUSCLE MEN USBs
On the lighter side of things, seems like creativity is flourishing when it comes to the product design of USBs– especially built for your tech geeky-ness enjoyment. Plus, these can actually do push-ups if ever you fancy them to do so >:D

Do check them out Ultimate Muscle: The Kinnikuman Legacy
Courtesy of collectionDX

LABELS
Labels are words that we use to identify something and/or someone.
Labels are used to give structure.

A label is a brand.
A label is a name.
A label is an institution.
It is also a group.
An organization.

Labels give a sense of meaning to those that we can’t understand.
Labels erases fear of the unknown.
Labels are sometimes a laughing matter,
Because of its simplicity to operate in big matters
Such as identification and description.

But a label can also be a hindrance.
It can become a means to an end.
It can also instill fear
Create pandemonium and chaos.
A label can become much bigger than its actual carrier.
It can become a barrier
Bigger and deeper than the Barrier Reef.

A label, aside from all its pros and cons
Can actually become a sanctuary.
Where everyone hides
And some would disappear into.
Labeling is man’s capability
to minimize everything into a single word.
It's what we called branding.
Putting tags and claims to acquire property,
A notion to be noticed
To be be important
Apart from everything man deemed unimportant.
Of differentiating bad from good
Even if it means to shove, all the dirt under the rag.


A label.
Little do we know, that a simple word
Can mean a heck lot more than it seems.

Black is the new Red, White, and Blue

courtesy of steve sack from comics.com

I borrowed the title from a close friend of mine. It was her YM status.
(Copyrighted by zyle "the foxymama" galinato in Vietnam)


Personally, I don’t really give a damn about the U.S. Presidential Election 2008. Between, Barack Obama and John McCain, they’re both a draw. Though they would greatly affect the world at large, I can’t really judge them unless they have already worked their ass off. On character, they’re both at their level, though they’re ages apart. Their platforms, well it’s nothing but the usual politician spiels (which by the way remains to be seen). On ideologies, they may differ, as it affects their root persona. But by closely comparing, they’re both the same, but with different tacks on handling things, solving problems, giving sound and definite solutions. Individually, they fought two different battles which showcased their true prowess–one shows his uncannily courageous leadership skills and the other, an underdog.

Just finished lunch when my friend announced that “it’s finished.”
At first I didn’t understand. What the fuck is finished? Did I missed a practically good joke? And then it dawned on me as I was seeing on her monitor the victory party of some sort. Obama wins the 44th U.S.Presidency. Barack Obama won. The underdog of the game. The multi-racial candidate. The youngest presidential candidate ever to have won. The first, black American President. John McCain put up a good fight. He may have conceded, but his honor is intact. And nothing more can be much greater than that.

Congratulations! U.S. President Barack Obama.
And best regards at your new position of being America’s ship captain.

Cardiac Arrest

It has been awhile since i rammed my head on a wall. Realization is such a pain in the ass sometimes. I wanna kill Cupid for he's too troublesome for every human being...but of course, I failed. I believe that the artists and story-tellers made a good job of sculpting what we knew of our world today. And the damn scientists have proven everything these imaginative dreamers came up with. We’re just suckers to believe everything that satisfies our craving of trying to explain everything, or more likely, just bored out of our wits. Just looking for entertainment.

Meeting WALL • E
I never would’ve thought Pixar’s latest flick Wall•E, would be that impressive. I was impressed hands down. Not just that, I love that dirty piece of metal junk cleaner. Hmmm… if I remember correct, the name stands for Waste Allocator Load Lifter – Earth Class. Thus, the name. in shorter terms, it’s the garbage collector. Hahaha imagine all the filth humans has accumulated left our good Mother Earth to just simply be left wasted and forgotten. And the startling sad fact is…its already happening. That future is just a glimpse away. Tsk.Tsk.

The movie started with that sad fact that everything you see on Earth is a waste. Tall buildings that were so familiar in many Hollywood films were reduced to the presence of the towering garbage that the robots have built for how many years. And the silence was deafening. Earth is such a fucking wasteland. Its so grim, that kids as young as four would say loudly for everyone in the cinema to hear “Are those all garbage?” it made me want to tell the kid, “Yup. And one of those garbage happens to be your own crap.” Hehe. Its just so silent, well not that silent that you don’t really hear anything, but the kind of silence that says you are alone. Of course, the only Earth resident at that time is Wall•E who pretty much enjoys working while listening to a very classic musical song. With only its pet cockroach for company, it enjoys the simplicity of life. Until, it came face-to-face with EVE (which Wall•E pronounces as eee-v-ahh). I can’t help but sympathize for Wall•E’s effort to get to know EVE. I mean being alone and all, meeting EVE brought something out of Wall•E. I guess it brought out the palaboy in itself. Hahaha. Something to look forward to and another robot to converse with.

Wall•E’s so cute when he’s shaking because Eve can really be deadly^^ It grew on me. And the fact, that I would really love to kick some numbskull who is so lazy to get up and move their body around, this is my big fucking middle finger to them. “You don’t use them, then you lose them.” I forgot where I heard this line before, but it is pretty much appropriate, to describe the lack of concern of humans in their surroundings. >:D That’s why I love this film. And that, coming from somebody who is skeptic about this particular movie in the first place. Now Wall•E and EVE is towering over me whenever I wake up, because nowadays, they usually hang around my bedside :D

I am an Eagle
(“I believe I can fly…” hehe)

Introduction - The Astrology of Time
The ancient Maya and Aztec astrologers studied the mysterious influence of the rhythms of the sky on earthly life. Everyone knows the Sun rises and sets every day -- this is the basic rhythm of life around which we set our clocks and calendars. What the ancient astrologers discovered was that other time cycles existed that were multiples of this basic day cycle. This fact was discovered about 100 years ago in Europe and these cycles (there are many of them) are now called biorhythms.

The most important time cycles in ancient Mayan and Aztec astrology are those of the day, 9-days, 13-days, and 20-days. Additionally, years are counted also, in groups of 4 and 13. Each day is then part of several other cycles, so no two days are exactly the same. Keep in mind that our personalities are complex and contain many contradictions. All of us present a different "face" depending on who we meet. The delineations below will reflect this, but they will also give you a clear picture of who you really are. The true value of astrology lies in self-knowledge, the first step to wisdom.

those on-line tests are a real fascination for me. there are no girls (even guys) that I know who didn’t took one of those darn foolish tests whenever they come across one. it is already (somewhat) a given notion that girls love to try these out…you know? out of curiosity and fun. hehe. Well so much so, that it surprises me that guys would do as well (pointers about girls, they say). okay, enough of the intro. I just answered one. a bit more on the astrological, psychological…albeit, scientific and historical way of knowing one’s self. the Mayan-Aztec astrology. what the hell. just for fun. based on experience, some of the results can really boggle one’s head as to how come truth can slap you in the face, hard. And I’ll just gonna go through the points. It may be wrong or right. I may be just a bit beyond being gullible, hallucinatory, stupid, and just plain bored out of my head.

You are Eagle Eagle: You like to be a free spirit. You would probably just take-off for parts unknown but you usually have some complex relationship issues to deal with, so you don’t. But you like time alone. You have your own set of rules in life that has developed from your own unique perspective on things and you tend to take an experimental approach to many areas of your life. At worst, you can become too self-involved. At best, you are a person who pioneers changes and furthers new developments in the social world.

this is real creepy. Hahahaha maybe because of the fact that i am a crab. born in the sign of cancer according to the horrorscopes…oops! horoscopes :D and yes. i am a gagong palaboy. a professional wandering unintentional bastard. i wish I could change the social world, but then it would be wishful thinking because as people, we are such hard-headed creatures to begin with. hehe God would’ve been taking tons of stress tabs, i bet. i second the mention on my worst though. true. but I realized, that as humans…we were built to further any upgrade or downgrade that we may wish to have for self-improvement. that is, if we realize it before the expiration period runs after each one of us.

Besides…it doesn’t sound too bad to be an eagle in the Mayan-Aztec astronomical order. Just a piece of knowledge for human brain consumption. damn those Happy peanuts and mixed liquors.

dead batt.

Three weeks.
It wasn’t like being in a Hell Week all over again. Rather, it’s more of draining all the power after all the tasks at hand were done. I am literally having a case of being dead batt. I’m finding it cool at the moment. Oh the perpetual vision that I have of doing–nothing. Wahahahaha. Oooooh... and I’m loving it. Back to old school hip-hop with Masta Plann. All those rhyming and cool disc scratching plus easy to sing along chorus makes me remember the times when I’m not always staring face-to-face with a computer monitor.

Three weeks.

And it made me remember that I can be both superhuman and subhuman all at the same time. That 24 hours is not enough. So much so that it doesn’t seem to matter anymore, just the deadline. I’ve turned into a schizo in no time. Balancing two…rather…four personas without running into each other is but a feat well achieved. A respect not well earned. Oh well. Just sacrificed somethings to accomodate all the tasks i have on my plate (however disgruntled i am, i hope it was worth it), not being able to sleep (come on! I have to clean these things…that’s what I was being paid to do. just don't fucking tell me that i didn't do the task at hand. that's too much of a low blow-below-the-belt cowardice), and having nightmares when I’m fuckingly wide awake. haaay anything just to earn a living. haha good thing friends around keep the gagong palaboy in check. oh by the way, that printing proof that you sent was a disaster. huh?whatthefuck...how many logo designs do they want?... what?again. i didn't quite catch what you're driving at...how in the world could you make a snowflake –artfully done?!... make the voice over glossy?!... so they like the red and the purple, they also want it shimmering, glimmering and glossy talent?... i believe when they say they wanted comic sans, they are pertaining to any handwritten type fonts...do they want to delete it or do they wanted to change it then bring it back again after being deleted?... a brave new word for "revision" is termed as "amendment".

Thank goodness, my brain cells (which is by the way just gotten out of the rut meeting The Wall along the way, which hinders my productivity to a mere definite zero) didn’t conked out of me. Whew! At least, Naughty By Nature, The Beastie Boys and Francis Magalona kept me in check.


You’ve got to fight for your right to paaaaaaaaarrrr….tey!