We live in a pathologically dissatisfied world. And I’m going to tell you why. Because we love to compare. Go around the world and discover that people aren’t happy with their bodies.

Filipinos want to be fair-complexioned like Westerners, and so buy bleaching stuff. Westerners want to own bronzed bodies like ours, and so purchase tanning lotions.

Those with moles have them removed, while those who don’t strategically implant beauty spots.

Some people want to shed a few pounds to look like Ally McBeal, while others want to gain some baby fat to look like Drew Barrymore.

When are we ever going to stop and simply be happy with how we look? We live in a sick world. I tell you. And that sickness is comparisonitis. Take a look at wealth. When we drive our old Toyota, it really suits us fine. We feel blessed in fact when the rain pours outside and we feel snug and cozy on
its faded upholstered seats.

But the moment we see our own officemate (or neighbor, or buddy, or cousin, or brother) drive his sleek sky-blue, four-door, four-wheel-drive Rav4, we automatically feel like third class children of God. Next time we drive our bumpy, noisy, rusted, dilapidated Toyota (notice how all the defects come out all of a sudden?), we feel deprived, dispossessed, pariah, debased, and only a little higher than the insects of the earth.

Listen carefully. Bill Gates’ total assets are worth $60 billion. That’s more than the GNP of some small countries. Tiger Woods earns $80 million simply by smiling on TV in a Nike shirt. And the stars of the sitcom Friends are paid $50,000 per episode! My point? No matter how hard you work, there’ll still be some people who will be richer than you are.

And there’ll be some people who will be more beautiful, have more sex appeal, have more boyfriends/girlfriends, and have more problems. Try it for once. Stop looking around.

Don’t compare!

Don’t compare her nose with your nose. Don’t compare his wife with your wife.
Don’t compare his salary with your salary. Don’t compare her breast size with your breast size.
Don’t compare her kid’s report card with your kid’s report card.
Don’t compare his prayer group with your prayer group.
Don’t compare her/his cellulite deposits with your cellulite deposits.

Stop comparing and start living and you’ll be happier with your life.

This is crucial: The most difficult thing in the world is to be who you are not. Pretending and trying to
be someone else is the official pastime of the human race. (I don’t think dogs and cats and cows and
horses have this problem).

And the easiest thing in the world is to be yourself. Be happy. Live!

There must be a reason why God made you tall or short or fat or thin or bumpy all over.

Love who you are!

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synopsis: hmmm.. this may sound so real.. hehe:D bitaw, nice ang thought! sakto jud xa.. we must love ourselves above all things.. `cause we are uniquely made by God in his own image ang likeness.. nah, gurl i don’t have any space for |nSeCuRiTiEs.. saernz! and why should i? I do have my own self.. saernz pud ka.. ki-at lng nah dagwai mo.. pagpuyo woe! (taken from cindy’s page and was made by his friend i think..)

-this is a perfect song for wedding ceremonies-

dO yOu believe in destiny.?! as far as i’ve knOwn destinies lies On us.. it is us whO made Our Own destiny in life.. the One whO picks the right chOices.. either tO pick the stOne Or the rOck; and the One whO leads Our Own way tO the right path in life.. [unsa ni bOut life / love.?! ]

why peOple are always falling in lOve yet they failed? they feel that love is in the air but then they again stumble and fall? i wOndered what really LOve is.?! why LOve always hurt peOple in sO many ways? and why lOve make sOme peOple gOin’ crazy and wOrst is peOple tend tO cOmmit suicide just because Of lOVe.. dO lOve can realize all his mistakes?

On the cOntrary, lOt Of peOple blame lOve On what is happening in their lives.. they think lOve is the One making their lives sO miserable but in fact lOve is just what they truly feel and nOt the One whO made their lives sO miserable. relevance.?! i myself again felt in love.. tO the persOn whOm he can face his Own lOneliness and cried like a child in the cOrner Of his dark rOom.

|f we’re meant fOr each Other why GOd wOn’t give us a chance tO be tOgether and spread lOVe up in the air.. why He can’t give us what we want.. and why we peOple dOn’t knOw hOw tO shOw what they truly felt.?! [arggggggggg.. maka pikOn nah ka!]

what may be the reasOns, well i dOn’t knOw.. Only Our destinies cOuld answers all Our unanswered questiOns.. and Only God knews everything whats meant fOr us..

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“|t’s a mystery why lOve tend tO unnerve me.. |t’s a mystery why lOve tend tO hurt me always.. |t’s a mystery why lOve tend tO leave me in a dark place sObbing like a child.. and |t’s a mystery why lOve wOn’t give me a chance tO shOw my true feelings fOr yOu..”

~thanked yOu fOr making / shOwing me hOw yOu truly cared fOr me and lOve me in a different way. i have thanked yOu fOr helping me fOrget all my past bad experiences bOut lOve in sOme Other guys.. but One thing fOr sure,  nOw |’ve |earned tO |ove yOu even mOre and this much is true!…

~| admit it, | lOve yOu and i’ll always will.. o_O

“Alms… Alms… Alms… spare us a piece of bread, spare us your mercy, we are the masses so vulnerable, so thin and so rugged.”

how cruel life could be.

We, are the masses suffering, of pain, pf sorrow, and VEGEANCE. Vegeance comes into my mind everytime I remember the memories from the past. The events in the past are likening to a hurting smell of cadaver, that is slowly entering my veins ang lurking me to shout for revenge. The mere reflection of a construction man working under the extreme heat of the sun is my heart and my innermost being capsize to the tumultuous world of injustices. I cannot help myself but wonder, why is it that many people who are working to the best of their human strenght is only allotted six months of work and then, they are out. How can our ever-beloved government allow such “cruelty” to happen in our society today? We cannot blame the street children begging for crumbs, the night crawlers selling their flesh and blood for survival and the snatchers stealng our belongings. Congratulate yourself, you are able to extend a helping hand to the unfortunate ones. The roots of chaos that is happening in our society, is mainly because of indufficient jobs, contractualization to be more exact.

What does contractualization means and the silhouette behind this scheme? As defined, contractualization is a process wherein an employee is allotted six months of work and this is without benefits when the term is finished. Almost all of the capitals in our country are practicing the latter. Such rules implemented, show a clear picture that the benefits is not for the masses but for the elite individuals who are holding the office. Most of the workers, after they lost their honorable job, sits in the corner of the room and then think until they could think no more. What is happening to our society today? Many of us are willing to work to the fullest, but employment is on limit. We cannot exercise properly our right to security of tenure, because these rights are being denied. Contractualization is disbursing us from the security of our jobs, and to think that the workers are the assets of the capitalist. They are the fertilizers of the running business; they should be treated with equality and integrity. This is a mockery to us, the oppressed masses, because we are working not for our benefits but for the big-mouthed godzillas. Still, we haven’t received the treatment that we are supposed to experience. Contractualization is an earthquake that has shaken the pillars of foundation in the security of our jobs. Evrytime we reach the five months of work in a certain company, hysteria of questions and confusions will always trigger our stable minds. Will i ever be out or will I remain? This is a big ha! ha!… to the capitalist because we are programmed that things would fall as predicted by their confused minds. This should not be done. We must not allow such vanity to happen in our life as working masses. We must emphasize our rights that they can only implement such lay-off if their company is out of business or if they are in the point of bankruptcy. The lawnmowers are dispatching the working masses early, mainly because they are allergic to the privileges that they will grant to the workers. A big Q will always be at the back of our minds. They will lay-off workers and hire another group of them to fill-in the vacant slots. Do we consider this normal or just a plain moonshine in their king of reasoning?

As a student, it is an undeniable fact that we will also become workers someday and become the same victims of this scheme device by the big capitalist. We must learn to experience the heart of being a contractual worker, because I know and you know that nobody is exempted in the increase mania of contractualization. We must struggle and help our fellow Filipinos to fight for our rights and for our true and genuine democracy. We must do something before it would be too late for all of us. The PAL, Cebu Plaza Hotel, Copylandia and MCCH workers are just plain examples that contractualization is not just an imagination, a fairytale, or a fiction but it is a painstaking reality.

-by jennylyn bargayo

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~synopsis: (unya ra ko tiwas ani mika nako. hehe..) to be continued..

“..these people are consuming our garbage for food, they have the entire stretch of the streets as office, the warm comfort of an old newaspaper as bed, how simpler could life get?”

alms.. alms.. alms..

Walking briskly through the city one night, a sudden gush of a rotten stench of some kind stole my attention, and when I turned, there it was a beggar on my right and a street child around 5 years young, clinging innocently by her mother’s side. When I got homr that night, I could not help but wonder, wonder helplessly at the harsh realities burdening our people.

We may have passed them once or twice today, but what did we do? or better, did we even remember about it? (except the stinky odor), they have passed as eyesores to us, hopin as irrelevant as possible that they remain anonymous, and the experience would leave a pigment of the past as possible, forgetting easily that these people breathe the same air that we do. We have gone about our imfeverish lives to make the big strides in satisfying our fleshy ordeals, but have we overlooked the outright truth that these people on the streets otr the “taong-grasa” present? Who are they? Or what are they? Or better yet, what kind or society that has reduces them to these unfortunate conditions.

strugglin to survive..

Some might resort to crime just to satisfy their ever-hunger bellies, sould we blame them? Some might loiter around begging for our extra change, even unblemished children are doing this, but could we blame them? Some sell their cold flesh every cruel night just to have pleasure of surviving, and again could we blame them?

These people are regarded by society as human wastes. A waste by-product of society development, they are as we sometimes bitterly call them garbage personified. They’re just doing their own little business, behind the shadows of skyscrapers, but as we look closer we find out that they are humans too, humans as in ones with names, and ones eith right of existence, existence in this tuny miserable planet that we have always thought to be just a wonderful blue gem floating serenely and magnificienctly in space, funny how these contrast reveaks behind the shadows of beauty (development). Indeed, development is inherent in us humans, since the first time our eyes marveled at the discovery of fire, we have never ceased to advance. But how ironic would this advancementt be, when at the same time as discovering new technologies and newly found comforts, we are casting out and neglecting these poor brothers and sisters of our spciety in the process.

your help could help a lot!

A friend once said that it would be wise to spurn a beggary life that easily, for it opens new paradigms, a new perspective for which man may be able to peak into the mysterious game of life. “A life free from selfish worries of human existence, our concern would only be limited to the simple problem of finding edible garbage for out next meal”. Personally, I am not sure whether I can disagree with that. Imagine a life so primal, so basic that we would be (at last) free from selfish politicking, free from IMPERIALISM oppressions, and free from any shallow worries of life. Imagine, these people are just cosuming our garbage for food, they have the entire stretch of the streets as office, the warm comfort of an old newspapers as bed, how simpler could life get? They don’t give a damn about Boracay or Paris or London, much more of who won the last Elections or even what year would today happen to be. For them, today is just another creeping of light to hide the sadows of the night, in other words, today is just another day at the office, another day of scouring through life’s bitter edge, preparing themenu for the next (very) exotic meal. Then drifting through existence, then fade away into the faceless obscurities of the inssensitive crowd.

Sometimes, this simplicity touches upon the very pitfalls which man succumbs to the greed for material poer and wealth. We have come to be so complex a being that we may missed out on this very essential thing, and until we learn from the simplicity and the giving up og greed form this surprisingly teachers or morals, we will never ever see the heap of actual development.. of our Society.

by persius

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synopsis:  i really love this article. it made me cry and think hundred times. And it also asked me all the possible questions that might come out in my mind that particular day. Why many humans are so rude and cruel for this life without thinking that what they have right now won’t give them a pleasant identity for them.? One peso or just a small amount for food would give a change for them. Isn’t that so hard for us to do, right? If we only knew and realize how they felt and how much it painful for them to be like that. Yea i knew, they can’t blame you because they’re life became miserable and you can’t blame them for being like that, but only if we think for less fortunate ones maybe nobody would suffer just like some of our society today.  [wew` ala nko sa ko mind..  i dunno what would be my next sentence.. mika nah mn gud.. hahaa..] -to be continued..