For most, doing that long distance thing with a partner is tough.

It’s a new day, got a clean slate
Gonna get up, fill my coffee cup
Hit the interstate, gonna drive all day back to you

It’s been fifteen and a half days
I can’t take this long distance
Something’s missing in every moment without you

But all my troubles fade
Everything falls into place

Where you and I meet, baby that’s the sweetspot
Where you and I meet, baby that’s the sweetspot
When you hold me in your arms there’s nowhere else I wanna be
Yeah, where you and I meet, baby that’s the sweetspot

But you know, in making the decision to go into a long-distance relationship, I just made sure that it was OK with me.  Listening to your heart is the key.  Before going into it, make sure that you will be alright with it.  Reflect on it.  Only then should you say yes to it.

In my case that’s what I did.  I decided that with this person, it was going to be alright.  There was enough love between the two of us that distance was not going to be a big factor.  Reflecting on it, I knew that with this person, it was going to be easy.

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I am loving this song… perhaps because in some ways I’m living it

Break Me Out by The Rescues

My empty room
Crowded to soon
I look for the fire escape
I picture myself
Running like hell
Making my getaway

The walls are caving in with no warning
This ship is sinking, I gotta swim for it
I’m running out of air

Break me out tonight
I wanna see the sun rising anywhere but here
Come with me
Oh, this could be
The only chance we get
We gotta take it
We don’t do it now we’ll never make it
Lose this crowd
Oh break me out

I first thought this song was about a person trying to get out of something.  But it isn’t just about that.  It’s about escaping with someone special, from the monotony of a sheltered existence and into a life with a fresh set of eyes - your lover’s eyes

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I am currently listening to the Ally Mcbeal albums.  This particular song - 100 Tears Away - I was not particularly drawn to when I used to listen to it during college days.  But now, more than eight years after, it struck a chord.

Go ahead and cry now
Just give in to the madness
The only way to feel your joy
Is to first feel the sadness

Go ahead and sail now
Just give in to the ocean
The only way to tame your fear
Is to feel her rocky motion

You’re a long way from somewhere you call home
There’s a place in your heart, you’re not alone

All of the happiness you seek
All of the joy for which you pray
Is closer than you think
It’s just 100 tears away

-100 Tears Away, Vonda Shepard

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A flock of sheep that leisurely pass by,
One after one; the sound of rain, and bees
Murmuring; the fall of rivers, winds and seas,
Smooth fields, white sheets of water, and pure sky;
I have thought of all by turns, and yet do lie
Sleepless! - William Wordsworth

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I am inspired by English literature, just like every other writer/poet wannabe.  So, finding this site with the complete collection and translation of Geoffrey Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales excites me from head to toe.

Geoffrey Chaucer (c. 1343 – 25 October 1400?).  Sometimes called the father of English literature, Chaucer is credited by some scholars as being the first author to demonstrate the artistic legitimacy of the vernacular English language, rather than French or Latin.

The Canterbury Tales is a collection of stories written by Geoffrey Chaucer in the 14th century. The tales, some of which are originals and others not, are contained inside a frame tale and told by a collection of pilgrims on a pilgrimage from Southwark to Canterbury to visit the shrine of Saint Thomas Becket at Canterbury Cathedral.

For a dose of your choice between Middle English or Modern English versions of this old literary art, visit canterburytales.org.

Sorry for not having posted more frequently than I used to.  I find it hard to write about day-to-day stuff and hold my breath in anticipation - anticipation of great things to come.  The first wave of graces rained on me today, so I feel like I can treat myself to a sigh of relief.  A BIG sigh of relief at that, because there’s still more to come.  Overall, I am just very happy.

For now, I leave you with this poem that is full of gratitude in the Infinite Being,  as it reflects my feelings for God as well.

The World Of Your Light
by Kanika Khanna from India

The World of your light
hovers over me silently.
In these infinite
dungeons of inferno,
The world of your light
is my only bliss,
taking me through the tortuous path.
It sneaks into my pain
and reflects in the rainbow
of my every tear,
consoling that I’m not alone.
How faint you may be now,
but, the World of your light
is immortal in my heart.

May you live a life that has much to be thankful to God for.

The Merging (09/29/2008)

 I gazed at the sky
  and saw the birds fly

I sat on the earth
  and felt it give birth

To a thousand wonderful things,
  so I asked the Infinite Being

“However could I have deserved all these?”
  He answered from deep within

I am with you as you are with Me
  Like drops that merge into the sea

As your heart is capable with infinite goodness
  So am I capable of inexhaustible grace

So this is our will intertwined
  That grew this world of yours and Mine.

I took this photo of The Fort last night with my phone, facing Bonifacio High Street from the parking lot beside Net2, before heading off.  Just thought I’d whip out my old poem. 

Prometheus Heart (May 2007 )

Moon Spirit, do you not know?
That for each passing tide
You wax over my shores each night
The Goddess Sea steals part of mine.

Moon Spirit, do you not sight?
That by each waning time
I’m granted truest night
That gives me hope when stars shine bright

Moon Spirit, do you not feel?
That by each cycle we face
You take my will with such haste
And I surrender in your eternal gaze.

Moon Spirit, please now free me
From the undying shackles of my own heart
So alas I may crumble away
Into the cosmos I’ll find my way…

… and into the cosmos, out there, I did eventually find my way.  My poetry after the jump.

(Scribbling poems during logical break hehe)

I’ve compiled some of the poetry that I’ve written on this blog over the years.  I can’t believe that it’s been more than three years(!!!) running now. 

Thank you for accompanying me on my life’s journey.

I know Hillary D.’s such a young girlie girl, but a lot of her songs are inspiring and about empowerment.  I just heard this song today, read the lyrics, and it filled me  with so much hope.

Someone’s Watching Over Me

Found myself today
Oh I found myself and ran away
Something pulled me back
The voice of reason I forgot I had
All I know is you’re not here to say
What you always used to say
But it’s written in the sky tonight

R: So I won’t give up
No I won’t break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I’m standing in the dark I’ll still believe
Someone’s watching over me

Seen that ray of light
And it’s shining on my destiny
Shining all the time
And I wont be afraid
To follow everywhere it’s taking me
All I know is yesterday is gone
And right now I belong
To this moment to my dreams

It doesn’t matter what people say
And it doesn’t matter how long it takes
Believe in yourself and you’ll fly high
And it only matters how true you are
Be true to yourself and follow your heart

So I won’t give up
No I won’t break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I’m standing in the dark I’ll still believe
That I won’t give up
No I won’t break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even when it all goes wrong
When I’m standing in the dark I’ll still believe
That someone’s watching over
Someone’s watching over
Someone’s watching over me

Someone’s watching over me

I’ve always felt like a higher power watched over me, keeping me safe, reminding me that strength is always a choice.  I’ve always felt, and always known that my loved ones who’ve passed on are still looking after us, the whole family they’ve left behind.

Now that life is turning around for the better, way better, I thank them for being my inspirations to pull myself out of the quagmire.  I thank them for providing our generation with such strong individuals to look up to.  I thank them for giving us such a powerful history, a template that we all can use for the future.

Thank you.

These words are by James T. Moore

One And Only You

Every single blade of grass,
And every flake of snow-
Is just a wee bit different …
There’s no two alike, you know.

From something small, like grains of sand,
To each gigantic star
All were made with THIS in mind:
To be just what they are!

How foolish then, to imitate-
How useless to pretend!
Since each of us comes from a MIND
Whose ideas never end.

There wll only be just ONE of ME
To show what I can do-
And you should likewise feel very proud,
There’s only ONE of YOU.

That is where it all starts
With you, a wonderful
unlimited human being.

I got this off Universal Player’s site.  It makes you thankful that there will be people who will touch your life in unique ways.  It makes you hopeful that however you come across them, in the end they’d show you just how limitless goodness they can bring forth to the world.

I love this song from the movie Enchanted, sung by Carrie Underwood.  I sing along to it at least once a day.  I love Ms. Underwood’s country twang and strong voice.  It’s really great for vocalizing early in the morning.

Storybook endings, fairy tales coming true
Deep down inside we want to believe they still do
And a secret is taught, it’s our favorite part of the story
Let’s just admit we all want to make it true

Ever ever after
If we just don’t get it our own way
Ever ever after
It may only be a wish away

Starting your fashion, wear your heart on your sleeve
Sometimes you reach what’s real just by making believe
Unafraid, unashamed
There is joy to be claimed in this world
You even might wind up being glad to be you

Ever ever after
Though the world will tell you it’s not smart
Ever ever after
The world can be yours if you let your heart
Believe in ever after

No wonder your heart feels it’s flying
Your head feels it’s spinning
Each happy ending’s a brand new beginning
Let yourself be enchanted, you just might break through

To ever ever after
Forever could even start today
Ever ever after
Maybe it’s just one wish away
Your ever ever after

Ever ever ever after

The song teaches eternal optimism.  I don’t care how much of a realist one can be, everyone needs some of it.  Everyone needs to dream of a beautiful tomorrow.  It is after all, the unreasonable man - one who will dare to see beyond today, who will affect that change.  May the change be for the good, we can only hope… no, we must only believe it to be so.

I love this quote by Sir Francis Bacon.

Virtue is like precious odours,—most fragrant when they are incensed or crushed.

This is very true.  The only way to test the true resilience (of the lines one draws)  is when there is real danger of breaching it.  In one of his movies, Sydney Poitier said “Sometimes a man has to draw the line and stand on it, whatever it takes.”  This has always been my driving force in making decisions.

There comes a time in one’s life when all you have are your virtues, your intangible values.  So it’s always best to make sure that you feel strongly about them.

Above all, I value truth.  The truth is always a good thing for me, no matter how the knowledge may hurt.  Which reminds me, Sir Bacon also said this:

Ipsa Scientia Potestas Est; Knowledge is power.

It’s the middle of the week for most everyone, but for me it’s the last of the work-week

I leave you, working guys and gals, with no less than Richard Lovelace (1618-1657)

On freedom… very fitting…

TO  ALTHEA From Prison.

WHEN Love with unconfined wings
    Hovers within my Gates ;
And my divine Althea brings
    To whisper at the Grates ;
When I lye tangled in her haire
    And fettered to her eye ;
The Gods that wanton in the Aire,
    Know no such Liberty.

When flowing Cups run swiftly round
    With no allaying Thames,
Our carelesse heads with Roses bound,
    Our hearts with Loyall Flames ;
When thirsty griefe in Wine we steepe,
    When Healths and draughts go free,
Fishes that tipple in the Deepe,
    Know no such Libertie.

When (like committed linnets) I
    With shriller throat shall sing
The sweetnes, Mercy, Majesty,
    And glories of my KING ;
When I shall voyce aloud, how Good
    He is, how Great should be ;
Enlarged Winds that curle the Flood,
    Know no such Liberty.

Stone Walls do not a Prison make,
    Nor Iron bars a Cage ;
Mindes innocent and quiet take
    That for an Hermitage ;
If I have freedome in my Love,
    And in my soule am free ;
Angels alone that sore above,
    Injoy such Liberty.

Have a great weekend everyone!!!  Watch out for a bit of street photography on the days ahead.  My treat.

After putting it off for the longest time, I finally decided to write a love poem for the Valentine Poetry Writing competition here at the firm.  I thought, no use wasting away the cash prize by not joining.

Secret Love’s Call
By Midnight Anxiety

There’s a special place I know
Deep inside this heart of mine
Where I meet my secret someone
That I’ve kept safe for all my life

I have never seen my love
Heard not a voice, nor felt a touch
But I know that she’s out there somewhere
In search of heart’s one true love

Should I accept reality?
That she may never come to me
Or should I keep my search alive
Like a gleaming beacon in the night

My longing heart is her abode
Like a soul within a soul
And the love I feel keeps her alive
While she answers not my call

And I shall keep this love alive…
While she answers not my call.

I quickly reached for some post-its and scribbled those words.  Oh my muse, please grant me brilliance… haaays…