Saturday, March 26, 2011

physical touch

I consider myself a reasonably eloquent person. I am proud of the fact that I have the gift of being able to express my thoughts and ideas in a way that is easily understood. I can use deep and profound words if I wanted to. But most of the time, I can explain it to you as though you were a 5-year old.

But sometimes, for some things, there are no words.

I feel as profoundly as I think and as I speak. And feelings are far more complicated and far more complex than the vocabulary I carry. So even though I try, even though I reach deep into my brain, tapping into the two languages I know to find the words to express the strength of my emotions, words will fail me.

When that happens, the only thing left is to communicate to you thru action. So I reach out to hug you. My hope is that in this gesture, your heart understands what is in mine. That somehow, some way, you hear what I cannot say and you receive what I am trying to give.

And when even that fails, know that in my silence, I have prayed for you.
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Wednesday, March 02, 2011

blank blogs

What makes a great blog?


Some people have this gift of writing about places, activities or things that make you wish you had been there, done it or seen it yourself. Some people have lives interesting enough that you could read their life entries and feel like you're sharing a part of who they are. Some people have blogs with themes, dedicated to that one or few things they're passionate and an expert about.


Then there are people like me.


I write without a theme and about the intangible. Which, I suppose, makes my blog boring as hell to read.

But then it's not like anyone reads this blog anyway.

Eh di quits lang.
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