Help Said by Love to Hope

I volunteered yesterday morning in Sagip Kapamilya. Mainit sa loob ng warehouse. Pero lahat ng hirap titiisin mo alang alang sa bayan mo. You're figuratively giving your life to thousands of lives who needs hope. I can not just stay at home doing nothing. I need to act. And hence, I got a text message from a friend of mine who thought the same. 

Around 8:00 AM, we registered outside the warehouse and wait for our turn to do the repacking of clothes. We were joined by other youths and yuppies and later by nuns from the Religious of the Virgin Mary. 

Nasurpresa ako. Hindi mo kilala yung mga katabi mo, pero naiintindihan namin ang ginagampanan naming papel sa ginagawa namin. Umaagos ang pakiramdan na maibsan ang dalamhati ng mga kababayan na nasalanta. The urge to help out was really overflowing in each of us. Walang pasaway. Walang pabida. Lahat tulong-tulong. 

To Marikina, Cainta, Pasig, Manila, Rizal, Quezon City and other provinces that singlehandedly deduced by Ondoy's wrath, just hold on. Just hold on. Help is on the way. Please hold on.

Today, I'll be there again early in the morning; willing to do my part to save a soul.

Photo Courtesy of The Associated Press via Yahoo! News.

How to Write A Rock Song in Four Captions

Read books that suits your current mood. It'll help you with words.

Reminisce somewhere or something or someone. The latter shall be your strongest melody.

Practice with someone. Being emotionally alone would make you warp in agony.

Sing it with such gusto! Sing it in your heart's content! Believe.

Additional notes:

1. Never believe in 'writer's block'. You're writing with your heart and soul; not with reason.

2. Be insane and sane at the same time. 

3. The beauty of a song lies within the meaning and truthfulness of each phrase.

4. These captions never guarantees you a spot in Billboard or any pop countdown charts. :) 

If I Were To Write My Last Blog Post

...Pretty much I would be careless. I might just post whatever non-general-life related issue here like I used to. But what if you know that it will be your last? Now we're talking a much deeper issue. 

The past few days was a roller coaster. More ups, more middles and much more downs. It's surprising to see that a heart like mine, after all the strangest and breath-taking stunts that had been up to, survived another crazy yet fruitful impact. I often underestimate my capabilities as a survivor. Having been through a lot doesn't only necessarily mean you're strong. It also meant that your weaknesses are your assurances that someone up above loved you beyond everything.

I get tired sometimes. Tired of hearing.. "dadating din siya...". Cliche but true. 

Far below from where I had been in so many times now, I grab hold the rope, ascend carefully again, and as I reached the top once more, with a heart that still weakly beats and a soul that keeps on searching, I'll allow myself to fall again. It might not be sooner, but I'll get there. Like a bunjee jumper. You don't care if someone will grab you below. You just jump. The exhilarating feeling would made you wish you'd do it again and again. Like love; You don't stop loving someone. You just have to jump again. And again. And again. 

And if I were to write my last blog post, I wanted to be very spontaneous, might have a couple of pictures here and there, and I won't came with a warning. I won't have my last words. I will have wishes and hopes. I won't go delve into the saddest things that made me who I am today. I will nurture every promise, every smile I see on this tiny yellow folder called "My Pictures". I will savor every push of my fingers on the keyboard. Slowly touching the corner of my blogsite as if I'm holding it the first time. Each word will be sufficient to re-read over and over. I would want my blog to be a passion rather than an inspiration.   

And at the end of the paragraph I will not express farewell. 

I Was Absent When They Discussed...

...Love is freedom. Freedom is love.

:'-(