In the middle of the sea, a captain and his crew was sailing. The water was calm, and the wind was low. The captain rested for a while until he was alarmed by one of his men.
"The wind is growing mad, captain!", the crew exclaimed.
The captain tried to maneuver his ship back to the shore. But the waves are getting bigger, thus making it harder for them to stir the ship. The captain noticed that the ship is hard to control with all that weight that the ship is carrying. He then decided to order his crew to throw all the heavy things from the ship into the sea. In doing so, he was able to drive the ship safely back to the shore.
The captain knows that he has to give up things, or a lot of things to keep his ship moving. And so is the knight in rusty armor, he knows that sacrifice is sometimes inevitable. It is helpful, so that he can move and go on with life.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Virtues - Needs
As human, there are things that we need for us to live and grow. There are also things that we want as we live and grow. But the knight in rusty armor knows the difference between his needs and his wants. He has a list of things that he wanted, he also has a list of things that he needed. But he knows which one is more important. Getting what he need is enough for him. He thanks the One who sufficed him with the things that is necessary for him to grow and live. Sometimes, he receives things from his "want-list", he becomes happier and more thankful to Him for the extra blessings.
Virtues - Joy
Often times, the knight in rusty armor behaves like a child. He plays with his sword, he holds it the other way around, not thinking that his hands would get cut. He throws his shield up in the air and tries to catch it before it touches the ground, though most of the time he fails to grab it on its way down. He wears his boots and run from end to end as fast as he can. He paints his mask with colors even without scraping the rusty metal parts. He smiles after seeing what he has done. He finds joy in those things.
Virtues - Care
A knight feels tired of fighting, often times. And so he goes off to a place far away from his so called home. He climbs to a higher spot to take a good picture of his surroundings, to get a better view of the people and nature. He loves people watching, analyzing every mood that each one sets. He tries to understand their thoughts from afar. He stays still for some time. He keeps silent until somebody else climbs to the place where he is sitting. The knight becomes delighted when someone asks him how he feels. He feels rejuvenated upon receiving such concern and care. He then decides to go down back home, with joy in his heart.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Bugs
I am a troubleshooter.
I am fond of debugging certain complications,
whether in real life situation, or technical electronic matters.
I am a troubleshooter.
It makes me feel good after I resolve the problems.
It gives me a lift after I obliterate the culprit.
I am a troubleshooter.
But I fail to shoot the trouble sometimes.
It makes me feel bad when tables turn 'round
when I, myself, is the culprit,
when I, myself is the complication.
when the troubleshooter is the troublemaker.
I am fond of debugging certain complications,
whether in real life situation, or technical electronic matters.
I am a troubleshooter.
It makes me feel good after I resolve the problems.
It gives me a lift after I obliterate the culprit.
I am a troubleshooter.
But I fail to shoot the trouble sometimes.
It makes me feel bad when tables turn 'round
when I, myself, is the culprit,
when I, myself is the complication.
when the troubleshooter is the troublemaker.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
New
i find it hard to express a bit
and so my heart chose to stop its beat
to say such words to all my peers
and ask my dear ones how they feel
thus i have to leave most things
and start a new without a glitch
i thank the One who gave all these
sweet grace and blessings that i received.
and so my heart chose to stop its beat
to say such words to all my peers
and ask my dear ones how they feel
thus i have to leave most things
and start a new without a glitch
i thank the One who gave all these
sweet grace and blessings that i received.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Melody - A Short Story
Once there was a robin who loves flying. He travels from one place to another, in search for good memories. He gains more enthusiasm as he gazes upon the wonders of God’s creations. For several years, this was his mandate: to love and appreciate every little thing that he experiences in his journey.
One day, the robin’s attention was caught by the trees dancing with the wind. He was amazed and immediately, he dived from his flight to plunge into the rhythm. Eager to dance with the wind and the trees, the robin drew himself closer, so close that he fell in love with the dancing trees.
He flapped his wings gently as he swayed with the branches and the leaves. The robin stayed in flight for a while, enjoying the sweet moment, synchronizing every move so as to keep with the beat. Until one day, the wind suddenly changed its mood, varying its direction and from one way to another. A gust formed as the hands of the wind slammed its arms. The robin was very confused, as he did not anticipate this transition. “I just wanted to dance with the wind…”, he thought to himself. But the wind grew stronger, spitting wilder gusts in front on the robin’s eyes.
The branches of the trees tried to keep with the rhythm, swaying harder from end to end, much wilder this time. The robin did not notice the transition on the trees that once danced with him. Before his eyes could look into this monstrosity, he found his wings numbing. Instantly, he was accelerating due to the force of gravity.
Calm. Quiet. The surrounding was tranquil.The robin woke up from that terrible experience. He tried to move but he was to weak to stretch out his wings. It was then that he realized that his wings were broken. The essence of being an avian creature suddenly became void of its meaning. In spite of this, he did not lose hope. He dragged his wings as he continued to travel.
Just like the way he used to do, he appreciated every little thing that his eyes see, although at a different perspective. He cannot fly now. His journey continued, though much slower this time. In his voyage, he heard a faint but enchanting voice of someone singing nearby. The robin was tantalized, immediately, he followed the voice. It was getting clearer this time. To his surprise, he found a very beautiful princess. It was the most beautiful thing that he has seen, since the day after his accident.
The robin walked closer to the deity and gave a loud chirp. The princess saw the robin. Seeing the broken wings, she had pity on him. She took the robin home and remedied the wings. After treating the robin, she placed him in a cage. Every day, the princess gives him food and water to drink. Sometimes, she even sings for him. The robin was so happy to be treated this way, so glad that he would want to be in that cage for the rest of his life. The robin recovered from his accident, but he chose to be in that cage. He found himself happy in that situation. He was happy to see the princess each day. He was glad that the princess visits him and sings for him. That was his last memory with the princess.
The robin woke up one day and found his cage unlocked. He was confused to see the hinge of the cage hanging down. He tried to look around for the princess but failed to see her. The robin wondered why the princess would leave the cage open. He did not go out, but waited for the princess to return instead.
Weeks passed but there was no sign of princess in the room. The robin was persistent to wait, so he still stayed, still hoping that one day, he would hear the beautiful voice of the princess, the melody that the princess instilled in the robin’s heart. Each morning, the robin wakes up joyfully, hoping that his eyes would see the princess as he opens them, though he always fails to find her there. Still, he never loses hope, he draws more optimism instead. The passion in his heart overcomes the frustration that each day gives, still having that faith that one day, he would hear that sweet melody that he used to hear.
=END=
One day, the robin’s attention was caught by the trees dancing with the wind. He was amazed and immediately, he dived from his flight to plunge into the rhythm. Eager to dance with the wind and the trees, the robin drew himself closer, so close that he fell in love with the dancing trees.
He flapped his wings gently as he swayed with the branches and the leaves. The robin stayed in flight for a while, enjoying the sweet moment, synchronizing every move so as to keep with the beat. Until one day, the wind suddenly changed its mood, varying its direction and from one way to another. A gust formed as the hands of the wind slammed its arms. The robin was very confused, as he did not anticipate this transition. “I just wanted to dance with the wind…”, he thought to himself. But the wind grew stronger, spitting wilder gusts in front on the robin’s eyes.
The branches of the trees tried to keep with the rhythm, swaying harder from end to end, much wilder this time. The robin did not notice the transition on the trees that once danced with him. Before his eyes could look into this monstrosity, he found his wings numbing. Instantly, he was accelerating due to the force of gravity.
Calm. Quiet. The surrounding was tranquil.The robin woke up from that terrible experience. He tried to move but he was to weak to stretch out his wings. It was then that he realized that his wings were broken. The essence of being an avian creature suddenly became void of its meaning. In spite of this, he did not lose hope. He dragged his wings as he continued to travel.
Just like the way he used to do, he appreciated every little thing that his eyes see, although at a different perspective. He cannot fly now. His journey continued, though much slower this time. In his voyage, he heard a faint but enchanting voice of someone singing nearby. The robin was tantalized, immediately, he followed the voice. It was getting clearer this time. To his surprise, he found a very beautiful princess. It was the most beautiful thing that he has seen, since the day after his accident.
The robin walked closer to the deity and gave a loud chirp. The princess saw the robin. Seeing the broken wings, she had pity on him. She took the robin home and remedied the wings. After treating the robin, she placed him in a cage. Every day, the princess gives him food and water to drink. Sometimes, she even sings for him. The robin was so happy to be treated this way, so glad that he would want to be in that cage for the rest of his life. The robin recovered from his accident, but he chose to be in that cage. He found himself happy in that situation. He was happy to see the princess each day. He was glad that the princess visits him and sings for him. That was his last memory with the princess.
The robin woke up one day and found his cage unlocked. He was confused to see the hinge of the cage hanging down. He tried to look around for the princess but failed to see her. The robin wondered why the princess would leave the cage open. He did not go out, but waited for the princess to return instead.
Weeks passed but there was no sign of princess in the room. The robin was persistent to wait, so he still stayed, still hoping that one day, he would hear the beautiful voice of the princess, the melody that the princess instilled in the robin’s heart. Each morning, the robin wakes up joyfully, hoping that his eyes would see the princess as he opens them, though he always fails to find her there. Still, he never loses hope, he draws more optimism instead. The passion in his heart overcomes the frustration that each day gives, still having that faith that one day, he would hear that sweet melody that he used to hear.
=END=
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