October 2017

Finally! I am now fully settled on what I want to be when I grow up. Haha. At the same time, I am living some of my retirement plans now. 😛 Sabayan ko si Papa sa kanyang pagtanda. 🙂))))


Hahahaha. Pagpasensyahan niyo na. Mike test lang. 🙂


Yahay! I have so many creative projects in mind.

Okay, will get art supplies now.



Father in his element at 80 years old. (May 2010)

To the Family, Friends and All Those Who Care for President Duterte, the Person,

Please set him free.

He is suffering. He is physically weak – senior age with a serious health issue. He is mentally and psychologically unfit to lead the nation and its over 100 million people.

You can see it if you look and listen closely enough – the incoherent speech, the violent meltdowns, the paranoid accusations, the self-delusions, the memory lapses.

If you cannot do this for all those who bear the damaging consequences of his condition, please do it for him.

Have you listened to him? He has numerously provided hints.

If you no longer want me, I will step down. I do not want to be President.

He has been and is saying these in many different ways on countless occasions. Please listen to him. If you care enough for him.

But, perhaps this is very difficult for you to do. Because you, your interests and your identities are at stake.

There are those of you who see your political destinies entwined with the President’s. Whatever happens to the President will have dire consequences on what happens to you.

But there are also those of you, and I think you comprise the majority of the lot, who have cast your identities and beliefs on the President.

You want to prove his detractors wrong. You want to believe that the President is doing the right thing and you support him, prop him up, fight unbelievers. You won’t let go of him and you do not want him to let go.

But this is no longer actually about you fighting for the President. This is already about you wanting the President to fight your battle and prove that you are right.

But can’t you see, the President is weak and delirious.

Look closely at the President. Listen to him.

Please, have compassion for the President. I have never liked him nor supported him because of what he represents and does. I have been very critical of him.

But now, I see him. And I wish, believe it or not, I wish, that he would have the time to rest. That he would be cared for. That in the remaining days and years of his life, he would journey on to find his peace.

Please, President Duterte cannot save you. President Duterte cannot make you or this nation great.

Please release him from the burden of your expectations. No matter that he himself built his own myth.

If you can be selfless enough to really care for him, set him free. Please.

Well, hello again blog.

One of the things that I enjoy doing is to contemplate and be lost in thought. And then I would have several A-ha moments and then I’d say to myself: Oh man, I wish I had documented that. Same thing when I have conversations with friends, I’d wish: Oh man, if only that was  recorded on video.

I remember way back in high school, my friends and I would have lots of crazy adventures and hilarious moments. I’d fantasized that there was a video camera following us around. That was way way before CCTVs, reality shows and smartphones.  Now we have those. Still, most times, documentation for posterity is forgotten. When you have such a lovely time, you forget about capturing that moment as you are fully involved and engaged in it.  The old way was simply to have a snap shot, a photo, where you have no idea how the picture will turn out to be and how you and everything will look. But now, with these smartphones and digicams, you can even orchestrate exactly how you want to look, especially with selfies. And you can even go on live feed. Also, the old way, was to write things down in a journal. Or if you are constantly busy, dream of writing a memoir when retirement comes. But now, we have social media and blogs and all sorts of platforms. You can document almost at real time, if you would so wish.

I first went into blogging what, in 2000? And enjoyed it immensely. My small circle of friends and I had fun reading each other. And we had fun writing too. I have four anonymous blogs that’s still in the web now.  And this one.

Over the years, I’ve migrated some of my entries here. But then, I’ve not really maintained this. These past several months though, I always get the impulse to post an entry here. But then I get sidelined by my activities or lose the desire to write. Hahaha.

Anyway, so here I am. And in keeping with my desire to document my flowing  thought process on whatever idea that catches my fancy or an A-ha insight that simply comes or a memory wanting to see print, I beg your indulgence, my dear reader, who currently number to  the whole number of ONE. Haahahha.  Please bear with the rawness of story-telling and sharing. 😛

So anyway, yesterday, I brought my drawing pad, pastels and pens with me to the office. Thought that if I get the urge to draw, they’ll come in handy.

As it happened, when I saw one of our teachers whiling away the time in the couch, I suddenly thought about showing her my drawings, artworks, if you may. I asked her what she thought of each, the emotions, the message, etc – in short, her interpretation of the work. And she was very engaged and insightful. Later, she said, she’s curious what her other co-teachers also had to say about the drawings. So, I decided that I was going to show it to them as a group during our meeting and ask their comments. Which is exactly what we did. But then, I had the further idea that we all will draw. Since they too had a lot of time before their classes, they were game. Instant art session it was. And after we were all done, we gave our feedback to each work. But mainly, because they too were eager to hear it, I also gave each of them a reading of their personalities based on the work they created. Hahahahha. It was fun! 🙂

And here was my output, yesterday.

October 11, 2017

Interesting thing they noted in all the artworks I showed them: I usually put dots on lines. I do, indeed. This probably means, I don’t really like open-endedness. I like periods. Even in lines. 😛