Saturday, June 28, 2008

Photo Hunt: Bright



a bright morning at the beach
Santiago Bay



I welcome this new day.
It is a gift to me, a new creation, a promise of resurrection.
Greetings to the Four Realms, the Goddesses and Gods, and the Kindred of Yore.
I salute the Sun, the Earth, the Seas, and the Sky.
I am thankful for being alive this morning.
Thankful for the sleep that has refreshed me.
May my hands do the good work.
May my eyes see the truth.
May I speak compassionately.
May I make the world a better place this day.
Amen.



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Friday, June 27, 2008

Sky Watch Friday: Boracay sunset


Boracay Island, Malay, Aklan
"Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return."
~ Mary Jean Iron
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Thursday, June 26, 2008

Questions of an Insomniac

How does the body plead---wounded as it is from all its battles with the world---to the god of sleep?

Does it simply have to close its eyes and let the darkness flood the skin's interior like the water that closes---oh so gently---above the head of a drowning child?

Or does it need to fumble and tumble, to shout if it can until it is once again so tired and beaten it can choose to die?

If there, the body's slowly sinking into that soundless depth of sleep, how can you pull it further down to a flicker of headlight or the sob of a faucet can't send it rushing back to the surface, with all the weight of defeat?

What is the opposite side of 3:30 in the morning?

How many sheep have broken through the fence and tumbled straight into sightlessness?

What color does the sky have when a strand of sunlight is snatched into its unraveling fabric and all the stars are dipping?

What right do you have sleeping so peacefully like that beside me when I have flipped my pillow ten thousand times?

by Carlomar Arcangel Daoana

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Ozzmosis

A few years ago, when my mother first saw Ozzy Osbourne in MTV’s most popular reality TV show “The Osbournes”, she asked me if he’s mentally handicapped (her term actually was “retarded”). “And what’s with the bleeps?” my mother asked. We got the censored version of the show that all the foul language was bleeped. Sometimes, full sentences were bleeped! That, I find funny.

I am not really an Ozzy Osbourne fan, or a fan of any reality TV show, for that matter. This morning though, while channel-surfing hoping to catch a "Dexter" rerun, I caught an interview of the Osbournes. Tired of the news about the tropical storm Frank...what would you normally do on a stormy Sunday morning? Of course, vegetate and watch The Osbournes! Then I remember one Ozzy Osbourne song that I loved as a teenager and still do---“Changes” by the Black Sabbath, a ballad with a kick.

This song meant a great deal to me after I lost a high school friend to leukemia when I was 15. "Changes" also brings back memories of riding jeepneys in the early 80's with its booming stereos and halogen light that turns everybody's skin to a deathly purple.

Black Sabbath was an English heavy metal band formed by Ozzy Osbourne in 1968. I remember Black Sabbath fans in high school and we “good kids” thought of them as Satanists (only because of the black shirts and gothic look!). Ozzy was also branded a Satanist since his Black Sabbath days, and he’s a self-proclaimed Prince of Darkness. Of course, at the height of The Osbournes fame, the Prince of Darkness has become a household name and very much the Father of the Year.

a duet with his daughter, Kelly

Ozzy, according to articles in the net, is far from a devil worshiper. He is simply a talented rebel with a flair for creating controversy, and thus publicity. His drug abuse and alcohol dependence are also culprits of his wild and outrageous behavior. In a meeting during the early 80’s, Ozzy grabbed a live dove, bit off the head and spat it out to get attention. He gained further notoriety after he bit off the head of a bat while performing, thinking it was made of rubber. He also admitted to having shot their family pets, all 17 cats, at the height of his drug addiction.

Ozzy Osbourne is indeed a colorful character. He and his wife Sharon are also one of the richest couples in the UK with an estimated 100 million pounds in assets. I can’t say that I love Ozzy Osbourne but he sure is entertaining…and his duet with Kelly is so sweet.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Photo Hunt: Water


a sanctuary for weary souls
Hagimit Cold Spring, Samal Island, Davao del Norte
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.
~ Norman Fitzroy Maclean, A River Runs Through It