Changing the Way We See Death


Dont you think we should change the way we see death?

–that perhaps we should be racing towards death?

We can’t be on earth to just linger and populate it, right? –like decorations, just to make it appear like a real functioning planet because it has humans running their daily lives in it?

We have a purpose to be here for sure, I think.

And we are alive to fulfill that purpose, like a mission. We were sent here to accomplish a mission.

So as soon as we complete that task, we are recalled. Because staying any longer will just be meaningless. We’ll remain an aimless wanderer, a litter, an unnecessary noise.

If we are recalled (that is, dead), that would only mean we have achieved the purpose we were sent here for.

The earlier you are recalled, the faster and better you were at achieving your goal. So we should be racing towards finishing the purpose, right? That would make us better, more successful–for being among the early finishers, like in the marathon.

If we only see things this way, we will be celebrating instead of grieving. We will be pumped for our “teammate”, that is our family or friend, who got to finish ahead.

Or are we mourning/sad/bereaved because we lost to them?

I’ve always thought that if I stayed here on earth far longer than 65-70 years old, I should be really worried. All that time and I still havent done my task? I should be really slow or I’m really not working hard for it.

This of course doesn’t tolerate voluntary death, ie suicide, or forced death, ie murder. These will be regarded as cheating or being cheated.

Killing would be a means to cheat because you’re getting rid of those who you feel are detrimental to your win. They are seen as threats to their goal, or something. Just imagine a game that needs eliminating those who are on the way to winning first place.

So if this is the case, we should celebrate deaths, right? There should be fireworks and confettis, live bands, the works.

It’s a celebration for a job well done. For accomplishing your purpose on earth. So anyone who’s gone too soon should be seen as gifted ones. Rarely do we see anyone finishing that soon. That is such a feat.

So I always say for those who have gone– mission accomplished! If only it wouldn’t appear too offensive or morbid for the majority, I would even prefer to say, congratulations!


Bucket List Red Hair Check



 I’ve always been a (wo)man for the modern world. Anything that is happening at present, I’m in it, on it, for it.

Gone are the days when Asians are stereotyped for the black, silky, long hair. I used to have that; that was the happening then. Asian magazines will show you that the paradigm has shifted from that to all brightly, oddly, bordering manic hairstyles perfectly exhibited by the Japanese and the Koreans! It’s wild but it’s fun and exciting and a breath of liberating bright cool air!

It’s not the reason for dying my hair bright red last April, though. It was more of a long time fantasy which school and age has long restricted from taking place. Then I realized none of those circumstances are true anymore so I dived! Shaking at first but fully committed. Red! My sister even asked if I was rebelling or something, but for me it was more of a sense of liberty and care-freeness.

My hair and I, we have that special relationship. It can tell you of my disposition, the state of my mind. That’s how hard I think about hair dos. It’s a make or break. It’s the crowning glory (or failure) after all.

I have finally ticked this fantasy off my bucket list. And it was everything I thought it would be. I felt what I have long imagined to feel; it was a bonus that it looked good on me, too, I think.

It was more than a hair color change. It represented courage, commitment, and liberty. I told you, I have a special relationship with my hair. It’s that profound! : p

What has been your act of courage lately? Let me know, comment below!


Why I Repel Any Top Position

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Philstar: Your advice to P-Noy.

Miriam Defensor-Santiago: Quit…(laughs) I mean that facetiously. I wouldn’t be president for anything in the world because it is so difficult. So to any person who occupies the post, I would simply say, for your own sake, you should consider resigning because it is such an impossible situation. At this stage of the evolution of our country, no way you can succeed because the Philippines at this time is a country turned against itself. And the prevailing virtues are jealousy, malice. There is no sense of shared destiny among Filipinos. So, my advice to Noynoy is life is messy. Deal with it.


That woman really makes brutal, flat out sense. The life of any leader of the country is difficult already, why do people have to make it harder than it already is?

“No sense of shared destiny among Filipinos” >> Same is true even with the entire humanity.


Yes I’m weak. But I’m strong enough to choose to have a life.

I need sunflowers.

Note to Self

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Just because I need constant reminding.

By Thomas Merton:

My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going,
I do not see the road ahead of me.
I cannot know for certain where it will end.
Nor do I really know myself,
and the fact that I think I am following your will
does not mean that I am actually doing so.
But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you.
And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing.
I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire.
And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road,
though I may know nothing about it.
I will not fear, for you are ever with me,
and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.

Sounds like my conversation with God.

When Men Pull Off a Surprise

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Elite, professional, established men singing wild (as in Backstreet boys song wild!)– one awesome moment right there!

It’s a bonus that I get to see Sarah Meier raw, bowing her head in shame, gulping a glass of wine in disbelief, mouthing “what is happening?” All candid and real. : ]



Moments like this leave a wide smile on your face, doesn’t it? *Still smiling* : ]

Dubai Fountain Dances to Whitney

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The Greatest Love of All

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It must be all goose bumps to physically be there and watch the water dance to Whitney.


The early departure of Michael Jackson, Amy Winehouse, and Whitney Houston may be a sign to expect shorter life span from then on.

Or maybe just strong campaigns to not do drugs. Listen kids, and yes, you too, adults.

Other than that, Whitney got me to (involuntarily) audition The Greatest Love of All in gradeschool.  Aha, yes, I used to be a soprano as a child. Then estrogen happened. (I think every kid in my generation memorized this song by heart, like it was a national anthem)

I have my sister’s multiplexes and minus ones to thank for. Yes, we used to bother the neighborhood every afternoon to “practice”.

So thank you Whitney for inspiring us all as kids to want to sing and reach the high notes.

And for all the LSS’s we have today.


The Queen of Pop is Back!

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Just like that, the queen of pop is BACK!

Doing a snippet of a concert performance during the halftime of this year’s superbowl, a production number done by divas of today (flipping, tossing, turning, and all the shebang!), Madonna reminds the world why she is the queen, only this time catching her breath minutes into the performance.

Well with a botox on and a fresher spirit, who would’ve remembered she’s 53 years old if without the obvious gasps for air?

Just like what Jane Fonda always says, old age is just the THIRD act making it’s way.
So 80s kids, reminisce! : ] Madonna’s third act is so majestically on!


and yeah, WORLD PEACE! : j

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