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The Frustrated Writer


Hindi ako makapaniwala na sa buwan na ito, 18 taon na pala mula sa una kong blog post. Ang dating pamagat pa ng blog ko ay ::tHe dEnNiO sErIeS 2006: Passion for Truth. Grabe jejemon days talaga. Kung tama ang aking pagkakatanda, nag-umpisa sa aking ang konsepto ng blogging sa pag-GM ko noon sa mga tao na nasa contacts ko kasama na ung mga text clan na usong uso noon na sinalihan ko din. Nokia 3310 pa ang cellphone ko noon hanggang sa nawala/nahulog/nadukot ito sa live show ng Magandang Tanghali Bayan noon sa Bulacan Sports Complex. (Hindi ko na kasi alam kung ano ang eksaktong nangyari noon.)

Ang unlitext and calls kasi noon sa TM ang mura. 50 pesos para sa 5 days na unlimited text. Biglang nagmahal nga lang nung 2007 at nagkaroon pa ng issue with NTC dahil ginawa nilang 80 pesos for 4 days na lang. Sa mga di nakakaalam, hindi pa uso ung mga text and call promos noon. Ang mahal ng bayad sa tawag at lalong mahal ang data noon. Ung pagsesend ng pictures noon o MMS ang pinakamura ay P10/MMS.

Sobrang malabo na sa aking memorya kung kailan ko na-encounter ang blogging. Meron ako natatandaan na parang nasa CAL Library ako noon sa UP Diliman at sa isa sa mga desktop PC doon ay merong naka-display na blog. Iyung isa ko pa natatandaan ay meron akong kaklase noong high school na nag-umpisa din na mag-blog at nakalagay sa kanyang email signature noon sa Yahoo Mail. At ang isa pa ay dahil suki na ako ng mga forums noon (Pinoy Exchange at Symbianize), nagsign-up ako sa Peyups.com dahil meron na akong UP student email at doon ako nakakita ng iba't ibang blogs.

Alin man sa tatlo na yan ang orgin story kung bakit ako nagkaroon ng blog, isa lang talaga ang puno't dulo ng lahat na ngayon ko lang napagtanto: gusto ko talaga na maging manunulat.

Nag-umpisa ang lahat sa hilig ko na magbasa ng libro. Kaso hindi ako mahilig sa mga fiction o sci-fi. Dahil History noon ang favorite subject ko, umikot sa topic na ito ang karamihan ng mga binabasa ko na libro na madalas ay non-fiction. Ito rin marahil ang dahilan kaya ako nahilig sa pagbabasa ng diyaryo noon. Either Philippine Star o Philippine Daily Inquirer ang binabasa ko noon. Kaya nga noong naging assignment namin ito noong Grade 6 na mag-gupit ng news articles at column sa opinion pages, hindi na ito bago sa akin kasi ginagawa ko na ito noon pa man.

Marami din akong mga tula na isinulat noong elementary ako. Madalas na 4 na stanza ito at laging may rhyme sa dulo. Sumali din ako sa unang batch ng aming school newspaper noon na Tambuli.

Noong high school naman, naging writer din ako sa aming student paper. Sa panahon din na ito, sumikat si Bob Ong. Sobra kong nagustuhan ang writing style ni Bob Ong noon to the point na ginagaya ko ito lalo na sa mga pinapasa ko na article noon. Pero sa mga book report, hindi ko talaga gusto na magbasa ng non-fiction kaso kailangan. Tulad nung unang libro ng Harry Potter na ginawa pa naming play noon. Pero kahit ganoon, malaki ang naging impact nito sa akin kasi medyo natutunan ko na basahin ng mabuti ang isang libro at unawain ito.

Isa pa, noong 3rd year high school ako, biglang libreng nagpamigay si Fr. Pablo noon ng kanyang mga libro na nabasa na at pwede kaming kumuha kahit ilan. Iyung pinakasignificant para sa akin noon ay eto:

ACTS AND DECREES OF THE SECOND PLENARY COUNCIL OF THE PHILIPPINES

Bakit? Bukod kasi dito, wala na ako masyadong matandaan na writing history ko. Heto ung panahon na naging sobrang relihiyoso ako (bunga na rin siguro at all-boys Catholic school kami) at sa libro na ito mukhang nag-umpisa ung pagkamulat ko sa iba't ibang social issues na batay sa pananaw ng Simbahang Katolika. Ito kasi ung pangalawang plenary council pagkatapos ng EDSA revolution. 

2006 ako ay nakapasa at nag-enroll sa UP Diliman. Kami ang huling batch ng murang tution dahil sa sumunod na taon nagkaroon ng TOFI. Gaya ng nabanggit ko kanina, suki ako ng halos lahat ng library sa UP Diliman. Siyempre nandyan ang Main Lib na hindi ko masyadong pinupuntahan kasi nao-overwhelm ako sa laki nito at di ko alam san ako mag-uumpisa. Kaya mas gusto ko ung mga library sa mga colleges tulad sa CAL at CSSP. Pati nga pala sa CMC ay nagpupunta din ako minsan.

Gaya nang ginawa ko noon, nag-apply din ako na maging writer sa SINAG (CSSP student publication) at sa Philippine Collegian. Sa 2 taon ko sa UP, dalawang beses din ako nag-apply kaso hindi ako pinalad sa parehong pagkakataon.

Bukod pa dito, medyo madalas din ang punta ko sa paborito kong tindahan sa mga mall: bookstore. National, Powerbooks, Booksale at Fully Booked lahat napuntahan ko na. Kung tama uli ang pagkakatanda ko, sa Powerbooks sa SM Megamall ko nakilala si F. Sionil Jose na bukod tanging non-fiction na binasa ko noon na nagustuhan ko. At ang babaw ng dahilan kung bakit, color blue kasi ung kulay nung libro niya na Viajero, ang favorite color ko, kaya ako naging interesado:

Viajero

Hindi naman ako nagsisi. Ang ganda ng kwento ni Salvador dela Raza pati na si Pepe Samson. Naiugnay ko siya sa ginagawa ng mga aktibista -- at maaari din sa ginagawa ng mga rebolusyonaryo mula kay Jose Rizal at Bonifacio hanggang sa mga rebolusyonaryo ngayon. Kaso sabi nung author, si Cory Aquino daw si Salvador at patungkol ito sa kabiguan niya na baguhin ang Pilipinas habang presidente siya. Gayunpaman, ang libro na ito ang nagdala sa akin kay Lualhati Bautista at sa kanyang Dekada '70. Later on, Desaparesidos naman ung unang libro na talagang nagpa-iyak sa akin noong 2010.

Facebook Screenshot Desaparesidos

Sa sobrang paghanga ko ay hinanap ko siya Facebook later on at hindi ko makakalimutan na nag-like at nagcomment siya minsan. Heto din ung panahon na ako ay nagbigay ng buong panahon para subukang paglingkuran ang sambayanan. Iyang eksaktong quote ay isang blog post ko din nung panahon na yan.

Facebook Screenshot Desaparesidos Lualhati Bautisat

Nakakalungkot lang na hindi ko na sila parehas na makikita sa personal dahil pumanaw na sila. Bago pa nga ako umalis sa UP Diliman noon, binalak ko na puntahan ung Solidaridad na bookshop ni F. Sionil Jose pero hindi na ako natuloy sa hindi ko matandaan na kadahilanan. Sayang.

Balik tayo sa timeline.

Taong 2006-2007 din ako nag-umpisa na maging online freelance writer. Website articles, sponsored posts, spinnable articles, basic SEO articles hanggang sa academic papers gaya ng research paper at mini-thesis, nagsulat ako niyan. Sikat pa noon ang Sulit.com.ph, writers.ph at iba pang classified ads website na kung saan doon ako nakakakuha ng mga naging kliyente ko. Dito ako unang kumita ng malaking halaga na binigay ko noon sa mga magulang ko. Iyun na ata ang huling kita ko na naibigay ko sa kanila hanggang ngayon.

Hanggang sa dumami ang naging clients ko at dito ko sinubukan na magtayo ng negosyo na kung saan kukuha ako ng mga writers na tatanggap ng iba't ibang writing projects. Hindi naging madali ang lahat dahil talagang one-man operation ako. Mula marketing, recruitment, payroll hanggang sa checking ng submissions, ako lang lahat ang gumawa. Kaya naman di maiiwasan na meron akong lapses talaga. Naupos na lang ata ako nito kaya sinabi ko sa mga writers ko na hindi na ako maghahandle sa kanila at magso-solo na lang uli ako.

Sa gitna nito, 2008 naman napunta ako sa CEU Malolos. Ang una ko na naging trabaho dito habang nag-aaral ay library assistant. Tapos, nag-apply ako na maging writer sa student newspaper namin noon at sa kabutihang palad ay nakapasa ako hanggang sa ako ang naging unang editor-in-chief nito na hindi galing sa mass comm o journ (computer science ang course ko nito).

Makulit ung aking kasama sa EB noon at gusto pa itong gawing balita at ayaw ko dahil self-serving masyado Pero sabi ng adviser namin na ituloy ito kasi talaga naman na una ako at kaya naman naipublish ito sa aming unang issue. Sobrang ikli nga lang ng nilagay ko at sa may pinakasulok na bahagi ng aming newspaper:

the malolos academe

(Fun fact na hindi nakakatuwang na aktwal na nangyari. Hindi ito ang unang beses na ako ay nabalita sa diyaryo. 2010 nabalita ako noon sa Mabuhay Newspaper dahil nakatanggap ako noon ng death threats dahil sa pangangampanya para sa Kabataan Partylist.)




Ibang kwento pa ito kaya sa ngayon balik muna tayo sa kwento ko.

Dito mas naging pino na ang aking writing style. Siguro mas naging confident na ako sa aking pagsusulat kaya naman ako ay naging opisyal na student writer at naging EIC pa nga. Naging matalas din ang aking panulat dahil sa naging mas mulat at malawak ang aking isip sa panahon na ito. Proud ako sa mga nagawa namin noon lalo na sa aming unang issue. Pinilit namin na hindi maging text heavy at talagang gamitin ang husay ng aming mga illustrators at photographers. Ito rin ang unang pagkakataon na meron kaming online edition. Ito rin ang unang pagkakataon na nagkaroon kami ng special sportsfest edition habang ongoing pa ito.


Masaya din ako sa mga naging kasama ko noon sa TMA at madami pa sana kaming mga plano pero iyun nga lang heto din ung binabanggit ko kanina na panahon na ako ay naglaan ng buong panahon para subukang paglingkuran ang sambayanan. Iniwan ko sila biglaan at hindi ko na sila natulungan sa pagpublish sa sana'y unang 3rd edition namin sa isang school year.

Humihingi ako ng tawad dahil hindi na ako nakapagpaliwanag at nakapagpaalam ng maayos. Pero later na lang ang kwento na yan. Balik muna ako sa aking writing at blogging journey.

Sa gitna ng lahat ng iyan, naging aktibo ako sa aking blog. Sa sobrang dami nga ng gusto ko isulat, ang dami ko pa na ginawang blog noon para sa iba't ibang paksa na naiisip ko. Di ko naman naisip na pwede ko naman nga pala siya i-categorize na lang sa iisang blog. Walong blog iyun. Meron akong tungkol sa Simbahang Katolika, pop culture, edukasyon, deep thoughts ko at ang pinaka kakaiba sa lahat: blog na para sana sa balak ko na kumandidato na presidente ng Pilipinas pagdating ng 2040.

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Aaminin ko, meron kaunting lungkot at panghihinayang sa mahabang panahon na inilaan ko para sa pagsusulat. Biruin mo ang daming nangyari. Mula sa simpleng mga tula ko noon, peak ko na talaga iyung naging EIC ako.

Kaso bandang 2012, naging madalang na ang aking pagsusulat. Although hindi naman ako huminto dahil sumubok pa din naman ako na sumulat noon lalo na sa mga pahayag namin hinggil sa mga isyu ng lipunan. Pero pagkatapos niyan, parang tinalikuran ko na lang lahat. Kinalimutan at iniwanan ko ang pagsusulat.

May panahon nitong pandemic na sumagi mula sa isip ko na magsulat muli. Sinubukan ko naman. Humarap ako sa computer at nagbukas ng word. Bumili ako ng notebook at ballpen. Pero parang hirap ako na sumulat. Parang natatakot ako na sumulat. Ilang araw ko na sinubukan. Kaso walang inspirasyon kahit mula sa mga mabigat na pinagdaanan ko sa nakalipas na mga taon. Ambigat ng kamay ko. Ayaw sumulat. Kaya mula noon, hindi na ako sumubok pa muli.

Sa totoo lang, etong timeline na ito, ngayon lang lahat naging malinaw sa akin. Alam ko na hindi pa ito kumpleto, pero sa gitna ng pagkirot ng gout ko at pagsipa ng uric acid ko, heto ang mga malinaw sa akin ngayon. Maaaring sa mga susunod na araw, meron pa akong mga maidadagdag.

Ang gara lang nga, sa eksaktong ika-18 na anniversary ng unang blog post ko, nagkaroon ako ng kakaibang pakiramdam na bisitahin muli ang aking blog. Habang binabasa ko nga ang mga lumang posts ko dito, isa-isang nagbabalik sa akin ang mga ala-ala ng pagiging writer ko. Mukhang eto pala ang dapat na naging career ko. Dapat ay related pala sa pagsusulat ang naging kurso ko. Bata pa lang pala ako, dito na ako pinapupunta ng tadhana. Bata pa lang pala ako at hanggang ngayon, frustrated writer na talaga ako.

Sabi nga nila, mukhang hindi ko pwedeng takasan ang nakaraan. Babalik at babalik ito sa atin, maganda man yan o hindi. At heto na nga ako ngayon, sa ika-18 taon ng aking blog, mukhang muli akong magbabalik para magsulat at sana tuloy-tuloy na. :)

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Blinded by Fury

Note: This post was written last February 22. I had completely forgotten to place it here until today, when I found it as I was searching for my previous posts.

Last Friday, as I was going home from school, I probably had one of the most beautiful realizations of my life. It wasn't because something extraordinary had happened to me. Actually, I did nothing but watched everything as it unfolded before me.

Let me share with you what I've seen and realized yesterday.

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Before I had alighted the jeep yesterday, I've seen an old man in ragged clothes with a walking stick and can in his hand. He was just standing still helding out his can filled with a few coins. He was probably waiting for people to drop some of their spare coins in his can.

Anyone who would've seen a person in that condition would immediately 'judge' him as a beggar. But I was about to know later that aside from being a beggar, he was also blind.

Later, I found out that he was not actually waiting for someone to drop some coins in his can. He was waiting for someone to help him alight the jeep. Maybe becuase he was pissed off or it was a random act of kindness, the caller (or barker) helped the old man to get in the jeep and told the driver that his destination is in Bangkal (in Malolos City).

We were sitting then at both ends of the jeep - the old man near the entrance so he could get down easily.

Though he was at the other end, I can't stop myself to take a few glimpses of him.

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From the first I saw him standing and waiting at the terminal until he went down the jeep, he retained his composure. His face looked serene and peaceful. He seems contented about life despite his condition. He did not show any sign of discomfort or worry.

But what strike me the most is that he seems to have this extraordinary faith within him that he'll be able to get back home safe. He seems quite sure of himself that he is in good hands - that someone from above won't leave him and instead lead him the way even if he cannot see.

That alone made me realize not how lucky I am that I am able to see the wonders of this world but how blinded I am.

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I've come to realize how blinded I am by my frustrations in life.

Despite having a complete and normal body, I have not used it to make my life better.

I have failed to use my eyes to see how blessed I am.

I should have instead used my vision to forsee good things happening to me.

I should have not allowed myself to be blinded by my fear of the unknown because it robbed me of the opportunity to grow, learn and offer myself to serve others.

Now, I see things in a better light.

Image Copyright by Jose Dennio P. Lim Jr. Image Taken last March 10, 2010.

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This One Made My Day

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Before I continue with the series of posts that I have lined up, I would to share with you what made my day today despite the current problems that I'm facing right now.

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As you can see with my previous post, I joined the Blog Action Day event yesterday with the theme "The Real Heroes of EDSA." It was an on the spot post I made so I can join other bloggers in remembering who were the real people that made EDSA Revolution possible. I decided to talk about our family's hidden history of activism - which until now is still not clear.

It was a product of 'Freudian slips' of my parents which I reflected on as I write my post. As I have said, I cannot claim that my parents had actually been 'activists' during those days but from what I know, I have a small hint that they have been so.

Just like my other blog posts, I usually squeeze out the literary juices out of my mind during the wee hours of the morning - after wasting my time playing games in Facebook and reading several sites. I have to apologize everyday to my parents if the tapping of the keyboard awakens them. It is because from where I am right now, I'm a mere meter away from their room which is not enclosed so any noise coming from outside can be heard in their room.

And so as I was cleaning my inbox, I came across an email from Kabataan Partylist which contains a link to a write-up about yesterday's Blog Action Day. I was reading the article until I got into the middle part. I was really surprised to see my blog mentioned and quoted on the news article in abs-cbnnews.com. It is an honor that I had been mentioned alongside prolific bloggers like Tonyo Cruz. But aside from that, this had been my first time to be mentioned at least in a news article.

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Actually, this is not a big deal for me since my primary aim for writing is not to be featured anywhere else but just to express everything that I have in mind. Getting acclaim from others or being mentioned is just an added seasoning to my life as a 'writer'.

But because this is a first in my life. Allow me to be quite sentimental.

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The first person that I've thanked for what happened was my teacher in high school, Mrs. Rona Gallego-Sabino whom I owe much of my passion for writing now. She happens to be online at Facebook and I thanked her for the chance she gave me back in high school to write for our school paper. It was one of the defining moments of my life that made me love writing. Thank you again Ma'am Rona.

But of course, everything else belongs to the One who created everything in this world and bless each of us with his grace and love. Without his grace, I won't be able to write and spill out my thoughts and emotions in paper or in my blogs.

For everything Lord, despite all of the struggles that I'm still into, thank you very much.

Thank you for always making my day.

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Mga Salawikain

Narito ang ilang mga salawikain na nakakuha ng aking atensyon.

  1. Ang mapuputing buhok ay tanda ng kabatiran at ito’y lalong pinagaganda ng ating paggalang.
  2. Ang lahat ng pinag-daana’y tandaan at ang gayo’y gintong aral.
  3. Sa lahat ng nakikita, may aral na nakukuha.
  4. Papuri sa harap, sa likod paglibak.
  5. Walang umaani ng tuwa na di sa hirap nagmula.
  6. Umaakyat ma’t mahuhulog, mabuti pa ang namumulot.
  7. Ang pag-ibig sa kaaway, siyang katapangang tunay.
  8. Ang bayaning nasusugatan, nag-iibayo ang tapang.
  9. Mabuti pa ang nag-iisa, kaysa may masamang kasama.
  10. Ang taong nauntog na madalas, natututong yumuko’t mag-ingat.
  11. Nang madapo na ang langaw sa sungay ng kalabaw, sa sarili, ang palagay: mataas pa sa kalabaw.
  12. Sa bayan ng mga bulag, makapaghahari ang pisak.
  13. Hindi matuturang santo, kapag hindi nagmilagro.
  14. Ang mabuting aklat, kaibigan lagging tapat.
  15. Kung tubuan ka ng pakpak, saka ka naman lumipad.
  16. Bago maging panginoon ka ng iba, piliting ang sarili ang maging panginoon muna.
  17. Iba ang may natutuhan, kaysa may pinag-aralan.
  18. Pag ikaw ay nagparaan, pararaanin ka naman.
  19. Pag ang tao’y nasusuko, tinatandaan ang pagtungo.
  20. Kung walang katahimikan, walang pagsulong ang bayan.
  21. Buti pa ang hayup sa kagubatan, kaysa mamamayang walang kalayaan.
  22. Kababaan muna bago ang kataasan.
  23. Mabuti ang maliit na dampa, kaysa magarang gusali na nakasangla.
  24. Walang bayaning matapang sa sinasamang kapalaran.
  25. Ang pitasin mo ay hinog, huwag masiyahan sa bubot.
  26. Kung ano ang kamulatan, siyang pagkakatandaan.
  27. Ang malabis na pag-asa, dalamhati ang ibubunga.
  28. Nangangako ng mahigpit samantalang nasa kagipitan; Nang lumuwag na ang lagay, ang pangako’y nalimutan.
  29. Walang kapangitang di may kabutihan.
  30. Ang sigaw ay malapit, ang bulong ay malayo ang sapit.

Real Love

Love is probably the most abused word in the English or any language in the world. Everyday you would hear anyone saying, “I love you” to a special someone. You would send and receive text messages containing love quotes and sweet, mushy messages to and from others. There are a lot of movies, telenovelas and books talking about love.

Love also blinds a lot of people. Even though what they are doing is bad, they think that it is good. Many people say they love that person. But if you would look into it, it seems that they love only the good things about that person and fails to love the other side. Then these people would get married and in the latter part of their marriage, they would realize that they were wrong and would end up breaking apart.

Different countries are at war of each other because of their love for their country. They have so much pride that they try to overcome each other and want to dominate one over the other. It is very saddening that these things happen.

There is one story that I’ve read from a book of my sister when she was in Grade 6. This was an excerpt from the story “St. George and the Dragon, and the Quest for the Holy Grail by Edward Hayes. I hope that through this story we may be able to see what true love is. The excerpt of the story goes like this:

One day, the Devil came to heaven to visit God. He was so upset because the ageless contest between Good and Evil is becoming unfair: Evil did not have the same opportunities as Good. Then the Devil told God, “ I’ve had a real vocation problem down there ever since Bethlehem when you became incarnate in the world. Since you sent Jesus to live on earth, I’ve only been able to squeeze in an occasional temptation! By the way, God, that was sneaky of you to choose a stable for his birth. I had my agents posted outside every palace, once we became aware that you were planning an invasion, but you tricked us! Who would have guessed that a God-King would be born in a stable?”

God replied to the Devil, “All’s fair in love and war, my old friend and competitor. But I hate to think myself as a cheat. Okay, I’ll agree to your becoming incarnate in the world also. You’re right. Ever since Bethlehem, I’ve had a slight edge in our contest.”

“Great!” said the Devil. “I knew you were a good sport. Now do I also have the same freedom that you had, to come any time, anywhere and in any form I choose?”

“Only sounds fair,” said God, “Anytime, anywhere, and in any form you choose,” and they shook hands on the deal.

And so the Devil, after a quick look around his old home, left heaven and raced like hell for hell, to meet his Ace Demons. As he entered the doors, they were eager to know what happened in heaven.

Then the Devil said, “Well, it was easy. The enemy agreed that I was right. I’ve been given complete freedom to become incarnate on earth in any way I choose.” Then he continued, “But now we must put our horned heads together boys and figure out the best way for Evil to come to earth! As my advisors, what suggestions do you have?”

An Ace Demon said to come to earth as lust, but the Devil downed the idea saying only a few would be fooled by it. They have to find a better disguise. Some suggested to dress like the god Mars, posing as war, others as money and still others said that liquor would be the best disguise.

The Devil didn’t like those ideas and think a better one. Then suddenly he yelled, “I got it! It just came to me. I shall come to earth disguised as the Enemy! Yes, I shall become incarnate in the world as LOVE!”

We have to admit that it was truly ingenious scheme for the Devil to come to earth as Love. For that was, how God’s Son had come and was present in the world at that very moment, even as the best make-up artist in hell was busy transforming the Devil into Love. Actually, the Diabolic Disguise Department provided him with a whole trunk of disguises.

And so, the Devil came to earth on Valentine’s Day, the Feast of Love. He first put on his red, white, and blue suit of LOVE OF COUNTRY. Disguised as this, he was busily engaged in war, destruction, lying and spying, brutality, murder, rape and a wide variety of other vicious deeds. LOVE OF COUNTRY made it possible to justify the refusal to forgive. It fed centuries-long resentment and the desire for revenge. It also made possible the blindness to truth that allows evil to flourish in the hearts of people.

Next, the Devil took out the disguise of LOVE OF ONE’S OWN RELIGION. This costume was beautiful in its stained glass colors heavy with tradition and respectability. Wearing this disguise, it was possible to make people be silent in the face of obvious error and injury. It bred pride and the spirit of superiority – each institution thinking that it was the “one and only.” This love also gave permission to hate those of other religions, even to slaughter them in so-called “holy wars” or to ridicule and spread lies about them. The power of this disguise was that it made Love a thing that demanded obedience and unquestioning assent to its teachings, instead of the desire to question or to explore. It was especially effective in the synagogues and streets where Jesus was teaching, as the Devil moved through the crowds whispering, “Heresy – he must be silenced!”

The Devil also wandered over the earth in the form of LOVE OF ONE’S NAME. Wearing this form of love, he was able to engage people in murderous duels and fistfights, and other unseemly affairs of “honor” that involved anger, hate, frustration, and domination.

Another of his incarnations was PARENTAL LOVE. This was a clever mask that made possible the reappearance of one of history’s oldest evils, slavery! As PARENTAL LOVE, the Devil employed sweet, juicy guilt as a tool to let parents control their children long even after they were able to make decisions for their children, making them servants and clones.

Before the Devil had taken his disguises of love and left hell, one of the Ace Demons questioned him: “Lord Devil, why are you coming to earth as Love? I suspect that you have another reason, other than to come disguised as the Enemy.”

Then the Devil said, “Ah, you’re a clever little demon. Yes, you’re right. I have a very good reason: LOVE MAKES PEOPLE BLIND! If Evil comes as Love I can blind them to the reality of what is happening. They will become a ‘people living in the darkness.’ I have chosen Valentine’s Day because it is their Feast of Love. While I can sell evil under the form of LOVE OF COUNTRY OR RELIGION, under the disguise of LOVE OF ONE’S NAME, or even PARENTAL LOVE, the more clever ones will see through my disguises. But who will ever suspect me as LOVE FOR ONE ANOTHER?”

And so, as LOVE FOR ONE ANOTHER, Evil introduced domination, control, and the exploitation of others. While ordinarily kind people would never think of stealing money, Love allowed them to steal affection, time, pleasure, body and soul – and never really to share themselves. Under the disguise of LOVE OF ONE ANOTHER, one person could own others, keeping them from loving anyone else by giving or refusing affection. Pain could be inflicted by words and suspicions, by refusal to forgive or by the ugly use of silence. People who never lied could be easily led to use lies like, “I love you…I will always love you…” without ever backing up such words with commitment. And the people who were being injured by this disguised love? They themselves participated: They were silent when they should have spoken. They allowed exploitation and did nothing. They reacted out of guilt and did not rebel…all because of “Love”! Oh yes, under these forms of Love, Evil was able to dwell in every home and heart. The Devil was so right: earth-people did become “a people living in darkness.”

At halftime, the contest between Good and Evil seemed to be over! The Devil was winning with such overwhelming odds that his victory seemed certain. So the Devil sent God a message, asking if God wanted to “toss in the towel” and concede defeat. Now it was God and his angels who sat in silence, pondering the questions, “How do we lift the darkness? How do we dispel the blinding gloom, so that people can see the difference between God as Love and the Devil as Love?”

Finally, after much reflection, God spoke slowly, “I know a way to make my children see the difference. But oh, how I hate to use it. It pains my heart to even consider such a solution, but I know no other way. The Light must break loose, or else the world will be truly lost to Evil. I shall ask my son, Jesus to show them the difference.

And so, on a certain Friday in spring, Jesus died on a cross on a barren hilltop in Palestine. At that moment, a light flooded the world; so intense that no one could mistake the difference between real love and Evil disguised as Love. The cross revealed the enormous difference between the two:

REAL LOVE GIVES UNCONDITIONALLY; while counterfeit takes.

AUTHENTIC LOVE GIVES FREEDOM; imitation love enslaves and attempts to own the other.

GENUINE LOVE IS EXPANSIVE, EVER OUT-REACHING; love, as a forgery, is a closed circle, restricted, exclusive, and allowing no room for others.

GODLY LOVE IS HUMBLE, GENEROUS, AND HONEST; Evil love is proud, self-seeking and dishonest.

All this, the death of Christ made clear in a blazing revelation. It was not on Christmas that the Light entered the world. No, it was on Good Friday, the Feast of the Revelation of True Love. On that Black Friday, a people who lived in blindness, in darkness, saw a great light – and it revealed true love forever!

So for those people out there who are uncertain of their love whether it is real or a counterfeit, you can illuminate the darkness of doubt by holding up your love to the eternal sign of the cross. The cross that has became the symbol of true and REAL LOVE.

Image Source: Visions Ministry



Papel

Papel ang pinagsulatan ng article na ito bago mo ito mabasa dito. Kapag may kailangan tayong sulatan, ang unang hinahanap natin ay papel. Hindi natin ito nakikita pero napakahalaga ang papel ng “papel” sa ating buhay. Libu-libong taon na ang nakalipas mula nang maimbento ang papel. Mula noon, naging malaki na ang papel ng “papel” sa lahat ng tao.

Noong isinilang tayo, may malaking bahaging gagampanan kaagad ang “papel” sa ating buhay. Sa isang papel na tinatawag nating birth certificate nakasulat ang ating gagamiting pangalan at ang araw ng ating kapanganakan. Ang papel na ito ay napakahalaga at gagamitin natin hanggang sa tayo ay mamatay. Madalas din na kabilang ito sa mga requirements gaya ng pagpasok sa paaralan. Birth Certificate. Papel.

Simula pa lang kailangan na natin ng papel.

Nang tayo ay nag-aaral na, natutunan natin na sumulat gamit ang “papel”. Natuto tayong magbasa dahil sa mga nakasulat sa mga libro. Marami tayong bagay na natutunan dahil sa ating mga nababasa sa mga libro. Libro. Papel. Marami tayong natutunan na gamit ang papel.

At sa ating pagtatapos sa elementary, high school at kolehiyo, isa na namang “papel” ang may malaking papel na gagampanan sa ating buhay: ang diploma. Ito ang patunay na natapos tayo sa ating pag-aaral. Ngayon dalawa na silang papel, kasama ang birth certificate, na may malaking papel na gagampanan sa ating buhay. Diploma. Papel. Ito na ang patunay na tayo ay nakatapos sa ating pag-aaral.

May pagkakataon na gagamitin natin ang papel, ang mismong papel na naging dahilan upang tayo ay may matutunan, ay gagamitin natin para naman may matutunan ang iba. Sa ganitong paraan, naipapakita natin ang pagbibigay ng pasasalamat at pagpupugay sa papel na nagturo sa atin ng maraming bagay upang ang iba naman ang may matutunan sa pamamagitan ng papel. Papel. Ibabahagi naman natin ang ating mga natutunan.

Isang beses naisipan mong mamili sa isang supermarket. Nang nakabayad ka na sa counter. Inabot sa iyo ng kahera ang resibo ng iyong mga pinamili. Nakita mo na medyo napamahal ang mga binili mo. Kaya sinabi mo sa sarili mo na magtitipid ka na. Resibo. Papel. Simpleng bagay na nagturo sa iyo ng isang aral.

Kapag may okasyon gaya ng birthday o di kaya ay anniversary, ano ba ang inaasahan mo na magdadala ng balita sa iyong mga kamag-anak at kaibigan? Hindi ba’t gagawa ka ng imbitasyon? Ito ang magpapaalam ng mga mangyayari sa okasyong ito. Imbitasyon. Papel. Naging daan para malapit ka sa mga mahal mo sa buhay. Tinulungan ka na naman niya.

Hanggang sa ikaw ay pumanaw na. Nandyan pa rin siya. Kailangan mo na naman siya bilang death certificate. Nakatala naman dito kung ano ang iyong ikinamatay at kailan ito nangyari. Kailangan din ito ng mga kamag-anak mo para makuha ang kanilang makukuhang mga benepisyo mula sa iyo. Death certificate. Papel. Mamatay ka na lang at aalis ka na sa mundo, nandiriyan pa rin siya. Kailangan mo pa rin siya.

Napakaliit na bagay kung tutuusin ang mga ito. At dahil sa sobrang liit, hindi natin naiisip ang kahalagahan nito sa atin. Papel: napakasimpleng imbensyon na may mga simpleng gamit na may mga kumplikadong papel sa ating buhay.

Paano na lang kung hindi ito naimbento? Paano kung naimbento nga ito pero hindi naman ginamit? Saan tayo susulat? Ano ang babasahin natin? Paano tayo matututo? Paano tayo makakapag-communicate sa iba? Paano pa maiimbento ang iba pang bagay gaya ng computer at cellphone kung hindi tayo nakagamit ng papel? Paano ‘di ba?

Papel: maliit na bagay ngunit malaki ang ginagampanan sa ating buhay. Ang papel kasama ng iba pang mga simpleng imbensyon, sana makita natin kung gaano sila kahalaga. Simple lang sila ngunit kapag nawala, malaki ang kanilang epekto sa buhay natin.

Simpleng papel. Hindi ba?

Image Source: The Daily Green (Slideshow Picture)