Choices

When people ask me to define love, I say, "Love is like handing someone a gun, having them point it at your heart, and trusting them to never pull the trigger." (Sponge Bob)

When they ask me why I laugh at my mistakes and even write them with pride in my blogs, I say, "I'm not crazy. I just don't give a damn!" (Daffy Duck)

When one time I was conducting a group activity, a student asked what road sign I love the most, I said, "I like dead end signs. I think they're kind. They at least have the decency to let you know you're going nowhere…" (Bugs Bunny)

And when for the nth time a friend would ask me what do I get from writing, I'm not even sure if there are good old souls out there visiting my site, I just smile and say, "Kung gusto mong maging manunulat, eh di magsulat ka. Simple." (Bob Ong)

And last night when Eva said she wants to quit from her work because nobody believes in her, her boss got mad at her, she doesn't even have friends at her agency, and she's crying like hell, I said, "Either you stay to prove your worth or you quit and just show them you're a loser, you have to strive for your happiness." (MY original)

My CHOICES: I remained believing in love. I continued spicing up my mistakes and rewriting my life, accepting failure but keep on dreaming until words would fade into thin air.

Nov 23, 2007

A Woman's View

The Woman says, “Life makes an excellent mirror.”
Then she heads on to meet people from all walks of life. Never judgmental. Never arrogant. Never proud.

When people spit on her head, she just wipes the slime and moves on. When kids run over her feet, she just leans over to remove the dust on her sandals. When other ladies look at her with envy and contempt, she just looks back at them and smiles warmly. When men stare at her with passion and exaggerated lust, she just bows her head and whisper to God, “Thank you for beauty.”

The Woman never fails to see beyond what is physical. She even uses the flaws of others to clean her own. She uses her impurities to wash the total wreckage evil have set forth amidst her.

The Woman never allows others to humiliate her, especially her opponents, though she does not regard them as such despite their causing her some trouble, for she walks in dignity even when she feels incapable.

But in the end, which she knows in her heart, she can summon her confidence and wisdom to view the world in its finest form even when its inhabitants say, “This is what you call life? It sucks!”

She would just repeat to herself, “Life makes an excellent mirror.”

And let me add, “What thou sow with life; though shall reap.”

3 comments:

Sandy Carlson said...

True. Beautifully expressed. Thank you.

Marilyn said...

That was lovely.

CyberCelt said...

I loved reading your post. It almost felt like a poem. May we all be The Woman. Here for BYBS.