WAM’S WORLD IN A SHUTTER SPEED.
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Relish by viewing! As he captured through his rangefinder fleeting beauty before it can disappear forever.
PRECIOUS WORDS…
Cha,
Thanks so much for the kindest words you chose in the comment you left on my profile page.
Such acts of generosity are most precious … and rare nowadays.
Joey
(I told Direk Joey yesterday how much he is like the same soul, always funny and larger than life. Never boring. Salamat, Joey. I’ll bump into you very soon! 
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KINDRED.
Out of curiousity, I read the email a stranger wrote in my My Space messaging. And I thought it was so beautiful and endearing to the heart. One thing I said to Faith, Chi and Shem the other day : when I write, there’s succor when I know someone’s reading it. And is moved.
Please read the excerpt of what one kindred spirit from 10,000 miles away wrote to me. Am I bad that I never said thanks directly! ….
Charisse, I just think your a very talented writer where your thoughts come out clearly and originally on the page, I enjoyed reading what pieces I did and I’ll get into your blog and see what creativity you have there to woo me. I appreciate good writing because I’m a poet and writer myself and artist now as well. September I have plans to take guitar lessons, so life is amazingly what you make of it, how much you put in equates to what you get out. All too true we never get anything out of things that don’t inspire us or move us in some way, but we have to explore, put in the time to find out, relationships are quite similar in that way come to think about it.
Incidentally; I thought your pics you shared are quite wonderful, your daughters are angels and my thoughts reading the Taj Mahal pic was; magnificent is the only word that describes you, quite honestly it’s true and I’m totally honest about thinking that because I only want to deal with the truth period and revealing what those thoughts are is simply affirming what is already true.
Nice to meet you, I hope we can have some deep and meaningful conversations in the near future, I would love that immensely.
Michael
MALAYA.
(Dear MALAYA - this was the comment your mom posted when I published the poem EYES OPEN WIDE which you gave me in February 2006. For what it’s worth, i told you I am compelled to publish it for its power and beauty to guide you wherever that wind had taken you.
Keep on flying through your art, poetry and music. )
Dear Charisse,
I, too, love Ronald. Very much! I think no one, except the Lord, can love him more than I do. No matter what, I will always be there for him - bearing his burden with him, sharing his pain, rejoicing in his victories, sorrowing in his failures, praying for his success and well-being, loving him until the very last breath of my soul!
All the world may walk out on him, but I will always be here for him. He will never be a throw-away for me. Instead, next to my salvation, Ron will always be God’s greatest gift to me.
Thank you for believing in him, for your gracious words of encouragement and appreciation. Ronald must be thinking highly of you.Yes, Ron is a great friend. But you know what? He is even greater as a son. I know. I am his mom.
* Malaya is Ronald Pasion - brother, who used to weave dreams with me from 17 leaves of summer.
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***Oh, i loved this song on the first moment i heard it years ago from the album Achtung Baby. My track was of U2 w/ REM. Then, after the earthquake rocked Manila at noontime on Tuesday ( I swear we were on 23rd floor of Ayala Life Building in the middle of revising some copies & posters for Pfizer when it happened!), I found the Mary J. Blige version in Bob’s ipod. That was cool!***
ONE.
Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you now
You got someone to blame
You say…
One love
One life
When it’s one need
In the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don’t care for it
Did I disappoint you
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well it’s…
Too late
Tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We’re one, but we’re not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other
One…
Have you come here for forgiveness
Have you come to raise the dead
Have you come here to play Jesus
To the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much ?
More than a lot ?
You gave me nothing
Now it’s all I got
We’re one
But we’re not the same
Well ,we hurt each other
Then we do it again .
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can’t be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt
One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we’re not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other .
One…life
TRUSTING.
There can be many small mistakes that we can do, simply by trusting, which may change our lives in a snap. How, when you throw yourself to it with open arms, you still get betrayed.
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After 3 years of choosing to stay and not leaving, trying to fit in a multitude of incomparable, diversed attitude of people…And then, I stopped thinking and went outside to sit. I said to myself, i will not remember it from today. I’ll only remember the people who made huge, positive effect on me and my character. They know who they are, I guess.
It’s a quiet evening.
I loved the colours that painted the sky, as i stayed and sat at erica’s terrace. I loved the feeling of buzzy, happy, stillness that overcame me as I sipped my caramel macchiato bought for me by Aska from Starbucks Adriatico and watched the clouds skid along overhead.
I will pull through, as always.
THE SIMPLE THINGS THAT MATTER.(posted in my blogspot :9/22/2004)
I had such a beautiful time the last 2 days, just like an epiphany.
And my awakening just sank in tonight after I came across a blog that a friend wrote.
And I realised how emotionally freeing it will be to just count our blessings and not delve on the
things that really will not matter but we keep on trying to believe they do..
I had the opportunity to be able to deal with a lot of eye-opening moments recently.
I call it opportunity because I have always believed that anything that
happens that defies a person’s standards for being happy is an
opportunity to enrich one’s soul and that it’s meant to happen for some
reasons.
I’d like to apply this to a friendship which you tried so hard to keep and thinking that
because you wanted so much for it to flourish, maybe the world will conspire with you for it to happen. Just like the oversimplified version of the new-age philosophy that things are possible when you want to achieve them.
But then there are a lot of issues to consider that you have overlooked while you are in the process . And you start asking questions that somehow complicate the issues even more.
And at the back of your mind you wanted to let go, but you can’t. Because you still
believe that the universe will help you.
Other than that, everyday manifests the struggle and you realize what the heck is this all about?
How can you let another person desecrate your own concept of friendship?
This, to me, is the saddest point of my existence right now..
Everything I learned just now. And for me to be able to absorb its rationale, I needed
somebody to crack my brain open and extract the mindset of a hopeless cranium which still prays hard for that friendship to be saved…
It’s not what my emotion speaks of, good thing my will is stronger than my heart.
So I rest that case of optimism towards the shits.
I realised it’s not gonna do any good to the upliftment of my soul.
It still did enrich it, but I leave it to that level.
Time for me to move on..After all, we only realise one’s lost when
we can’t find them anymore…:)
I wrote this in the spirit of loyalty to my soul.
To hope that it be read in the same spirit….
AWAKENING.
I feel a million times stronger and more sure of myself. Of what i want to be. And where will I be.
Now, my waking moments spin around Wam and Roxeanne, my life at work, my soul with G.
In this journey, i had lost priceless people - what’s important in the present is what I have, which I swear, I never asked God to give me but how thankful I am for having.
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