"Everything you can imagine is real." - Pablo Picasso

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What if everything our mind can conceive or imagine becomes real in some remote part of the Universe?

Tolkien's Lord of the Rings existing in another galaxy, where middle earth is in another solitary planet, revolving around a supposedly lonely star.

Lucas' Star Wars existing in a parallel universe where space crafts and interplanetary activities occur.

How about Avatar? Harry Potter? Atlantis? Planet of the Apes? What if we really trigger the Universe to produce things that our imagination creates?

I suspect it as an idea documented in a book or a film and when distributed to a large population and has solicited a big number of following, there's a chance of fiction becoming truth (like that of Star Trek geeks in Big Bang Theory). And when us, humans, believe such things exist, they become real. It's like putting together all our mind power to exude energy which will be transformed eventually by the Universe into something physical, as long as it's persistent and believed/conceived by a certain population. Like The Secret on steroids.

Kubrik's 2001: Space Odyssey already spawned the tablet idea. Metropolis' vision for robots is also becoming real through researches of the Japanese. The Jetsons' isn't too far as Russia plans a space hotel in 2016.

Of course these are here on Earth. So how about in space? It already happened as stated here.

And we have reason to believe that our Universe can be placed inside a marble as a decorative element for big alien species to marvel at and play with (Ala M.I.B.).

Also, vice versa.

What if we are also a product of some species' imagination; maybe God, him not being the sole creator of the universe but all of us making every living thing equal. This can make us a "god' of other species (maybe the different strains of viruses our scientists create) making our existence an infinite loop of imagination and apparition.


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My First DSLR (sort of)

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Canon 7D

 

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Now, here's the fun part :)

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You are now friends with me

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Gusto kitang i-add as a friend.
Mabubuhay tayo nang masaya.
Magpo-post ako sa wall mo araw-araw,
kahit wala namang kakuwenta-kuwenta.
Kukunan kita ng pictures.
Ia-upload, ishi-share at ita-tag.
Kapag ni-like mo ang litrato ko,
ila-like ko rin ang comments mo.
At baka sakali, i-like na rin kita.

Minsan isu-superpoke kita
o iimbitahang magpalaki ng gulay at mga baka.
Padadalhan kita ng PMs, links at videos
na tingin ko ay cool at di mo pa nakikita.

Mabibilib ka sa akin kasi astig ang mga posts ko, at vice versa.
Kahit "tumatae" ang status mo, ila-like ko na rin, kasi friends tayo.
Sasabihan kita ng "astig", "galing", "congrats", "lols" atbp. sa comments,
kahit hindi naman talaga tayo nakapag-uusap sa totoong buhay.
Single, in a relationship, engaged, married, it's complicated,
in an open relationship, widowed, separated, divorced.
Ipakikilala kita sa ibang mga kaibigan ko,
na kahit ako mismo ay hindi ko pa nakikilala.

Kasi dito sa FB, friends tayong lahat.
Kailangan mo lang i-confirm.
Mayroong white list ang pakipagkakaibigan dito,
at ia-add kita sa listahang ito para lahat tayo ay masaya.
Dito kita tunay na makikilala para kapag sa totoong buhay na,
close na tayo kasi friends na tayo bago pa tayo magkita.


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Pasaring

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Magpapasaring lang ako sa Nakaraan.

Isa kang kuwentong hindi ko alam. Maaaring ang dulot mo'y mga ngiti o pighating hindi ko alam ang dahilan. Sa totoo lang, ayaw kitang makilala kasi takot ako sa ulong walang mukha. Takot ako sa mga labing ayaw kong marinig magsalita. Takot ako sa katotohanang nagkaroon ng isang ikaw.

Ayaw kong makilala ang iyong mga mata dahil minsan mo na akong tinitigan at wala akong nagawa kundi pagmukmukan ang isang gunita.

Pero matigas talaga ang ulo ko. Minsan naiisip kong kilalanin ka. Gusto kitang tanungin ng mga detalyeng ipinagdaramot sa akin, pero sigurado akong hindi ko magugustuhan ang iyong mga isasagot.  At sa kabila ng mga ito, hindi ko pa rin iiwasang alamin kung ano ang maaari mong sabihin sa akin. Kung paano at gaano. Kung kailan at kanino. Ikaw kasi ang mga litratong nakatupi sa isang pitaka, pero hindi ka binabanggit. Hindi ka ipinapakita. Isa kang sanaysay na sa isip lamang nakasulat ang mga lugar, pangalan at pangyayari. Gusto ko sanang maging kabahagi mo pero sigurado akong pareho tayong mawawalan ng imik. Lalo na ako.

Dahil isa kang bunyag na sikretong ibinubulong sa akin ng hangin sa tuwing maganda ang sikat ng araw. Ayaw ko ng pakiramdam na iyon. Hindi ako mapakali tuwing humahambalos ka sa aking karupukan. Huwag mo akong kutyain ng iyong pag-iral. Huwag mong ipamukha sa akin na kagagawan ko kung bakit, dahil ayaw ko ng ganoong pakiramdam. Na hindi ako bahagi ng isang Nakaraan.

Alam kong may ligaya kang taglay na itinatago kung saan. At minsan naiisip kong nahuhugot ka paminsan-minsan kapag nagtatampo ang Kasalukuyan. Huwag ka sanang magalit sa akin tuwing kita'y idinidiin sa kasuluk-sulukan ng pag-iisip. Mahirap tanggaping may isang katulad mong kayang magpangiti ng isang pares ng mga labi. Kahit ika'y napaglipasan na ng pagkakataon, ikaw pa rin ay isang alaala.

Bagamat may ibang daan ka nang ginagapangan, sana ay kaya kang mabura sa pag-iisip. At kung hindi, sana sa dulo ng ating mga nilalakaran ay hindi na mag-krus ang ating mga daan. Dahil aminin mo man o hindi, ang tanging mahalaga ngayon ay ang pangkasalukuyan.

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Yes, we are.

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The One That Got Away

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Some articles really talk to you, as if it was written for you.

And when you least expect it, this kind of articles would find you and change the rest of your life. 

This one did it to me.

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THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY

                                                                         
 Source: The Manila Times                                                  
 By: Mark J. Macapagal                                                     
                                                                           
                                                                           
In your life, you'll make note of a lot of people. Ones with whom you shared something special, ones who will always mean something. There's the one you first kissed, the one you first loved, the one you lost your virginity to, the one you put on a pedestal, the one you're with... and the one that got away.
                                                                           
Who is the one that got away? I guess it's that person with who everything was great, everything was perfect, but the timing was just wrong. There was no fault in the person, there was no flaw in the chemistry, but the cards just didn't fall the right way, I suppose. 

I believe in the fact that ending up with someone, finding a longtime partner that is, does not lie merely in the other person. I can actually argue that an equal part, or maybe even the greater part, has to do with the matter of timing. It has to do with you being ready to settle down and commit to someone in a way that goes beyond the little niceties of giddy romance. 

 
How often have you gone through it without even realizing it? When you're not ready to commit in that mature manner, it doesn't matter who you're with, it just doesn't work. Small problems become big; inconsequentials become dealbreakers simply because you're not ready and it shows. It's not that you and the person you're with are no good; it's just that it's not yet right, and little things become the flashpoint of that fact.

Then one day you're ready. You really are. And when this happens you'll be ready to settle down with someone. He or she may not be the most perfect, they might not be the brightest star of romance to ever have burned in your life, but it'll work because you're ready. It'll work because it's the right time and you'll make it work. And it'll make sense, it really will.

So that day comes when you're finally making sense of things, and you find yourself to be  a different person. Things are different, your approach is different, you finally understand who you are and what you want, and you've become ready because the time has truly arrived. And mind you, there's no telling when this day will come. Hopefully you're single but you could be in a long-term relationship, you could be married with three kids, it doesn't matter. All you know is that you've changed, and for some reason, the one that got away, is the first person you think about.

You'll think about them because you'll wonder, "What if they were here today?" You'll wonder, "What if we were together now, with me as I am and not as I was?". That's what the one that got away is. The biggest "What if?" you'll have in your life.
 

If you're married, you'll just have to accept the fact that the one that got away, got away. Believe me, no matter how fairy tale you think your marriage is, this can happen to the best of us. But hopefully you're mature enough to realize that you're already with the one you're with and this is just another test of your commitment, one which will just strengthen your marriage when you get past it. Sure, you'll think about him/her every so often, but it's alright. It's never nice to live with a "might have been," but it happens. 

Maybe the one that got away is the one who's already married. In which case it's the same thing. You just have to accept and know that your memories of that person will probably bring a nice little smile to your lips in the future when you're old and gray and reminiscing. But if neither of that is the case, then it's different. What do you do if it's not yet too late? Simple. Find him, find her. Because the very existence of a "one that got away" means that you'll always wonder, what if you got that one?

Ask him out to coffee, ask her out to a movie, it doesn't matter if you've dropped in from out of nowhere. You'd be surprised, you just might be "the one that got away" as well for the person who is your "the one that got away."

You might drop in from out of nowhere and it won't make a difference.

If the timing is finally right, it'll all just fall into place somehow and you know, I'm thinking, it would be a great feeling, in the end, to be able to say to someone, "Hey you, you're the one that almost got away."

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A Definite Chief Aim

In 1969, a relatively unknown 28-year-old actor/martial artist named Bruce Lee sat down to pen a letter to his future self outlining what he termed his “definite chief aim.”

Transcript is as follows:

My Definite Chief Aim

I, Bruce Lee, will be the first highest paid Oriental super star in the United States. In return I will give the most exciting performances and render the best of quality in the capacity of an actor. Starting 1970 I will achieve world fame and from then onward till the end of 1980 I will have in my possession $10,000,000. I will live the way I please and achieve inner harmony and happiness.

Bruce Lee
1969

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Doodle #2

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Akwaryos

Naghihintay ako ng ulan noon nang walang pasubaling dumating ang araw. 

Nangako noon ang mga ulap na ibubuhos nila ang lahat ngunit walang dumating. Walang humikbi kundi ang isang batang nangangawil ng kaunti pang pag-asa. Isang bangkang papel na nais bumaybay sa dagat ng kanyang mga luha. Isang alaalang nakasukbit sa balikat ng tadhana.

Tinitigan ko ang araw. Itinaas ko ang aking mga kamay at gumawa ng isang antipara gamit ang aking payat na mga daliri. Sinipat ko ang kanyang nangungutyang ngiti. Ang kanyang mga matang nagsisindi ng kalungkutan sa batang pinagdamutan ng ulan.

Kurot-kurot ang balat ng bakang napapalamanan ng butong pakwan, binatak ko ang goma ng aking tirador at malugod na pinakawalan ang kapiranggot na paghihiganti. Alam kong di siya matitinag. Isa akong tuyot na dahong dinidiligan ng init ng araw. 

Basa ng pawis sa halip ng ambon, hinanap ko ang aking Spartan at sinapinan ang madungis kong mga paa. Sa ilalim ng puno ng malunggay, kinuha ko ang pumpon ng mga batong inipon ko noong umaga't isininsin sa nakasalok na dulo ng aking kamiseta.

Habang binabaybay ang mahabang pilapil ay inihulog ko ang bawat patak ng ulang hindi nakamtan sa lupang nilalakaran.

At sa pagpanaw ng liwanag, iniuwi ko magmuli ang isang supot ng naipong pananabik. Sinalubong ko ang aking panaginip ng mga kulog at kidlat. Nilangoy ko ang bahang umaagos mula sa aking nakahimbing na ulirat. Niyakap ko ang kanyang maiitim na ulap habang gumugulong-gulong sa umaalon kong kobre kama. Walang mainit na araw sa nakapikit na mga mata.

Sana, bukas, bumagyo ng pag-asa...

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08. 15.08

Seeing and feeling Sound

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Delight by Haruka Nakamura
Animated by Takashiohashi
Reminds me of Michel Gondry's experiments with The Chemical Brothers and Daft Punk music videos.


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