waking up to reality...

morning comes, sun is rising

I breathe, the first thought that comes to mind, I thank God for living another day

Other thoughts then cloud my mind:

I think about my tasks for the day, my family, my friends, what they are doing at the moment

Primary Objectives: Every day is a mission

Opposition of tasks begin to invade my mind, the feeling of ignorance is a struggle

I am aware of my bad habits, control of it I know I possess,

Although temptation and seduction play an important roll in daily life

I carry on during the day, I EXIST!

My definition of existence: pain and pleasure (in respect to all human senses)

Thoughts. Action. Reaction. Conclusion.

What do I want? What do I need? What is worth living for? Why do I live?

...Questions that affect my actions towards my views of the world

What I currently feel the need for, I know, my family knows, my friends know

..but do they understand?

My deeds, if accumulated enough, do I deserve the reward I've been hoping to acquire

Tangible or intangible; person, place or thing: a noun

Anomalies, things in my environment I can't control..how do I control?

Understanding the truth is key, but it can hurt,

..I do what ever it takes to overcome these obstacles of obscurity

The sun sets, night falls, my brain and entire body is exhausted

Mission Complete? maybe not all, but some..

Falling asleep, I thank God again, Its never a bad thing to wish for things

Fantasy: Living the Ideal Life, Having the Ideal significant other,

Being with the ones I mostly admire, doing the things I love to do,

..Endless Optimism, a reality waiting to come true.

weekend getaway..

so this past weekend was something. on saturday, j.p. and i took a little trip to sactown to attend his cousin's wedding at "Blessed Sacrament Cathedral." and let me tell ya, that church has got to be one of the most beautiful catholic churches i ever been to. i would have pictures to share but still camera-less. anywho, you just had to be there to see it. as for the wedding, which was the most interesting part, i figured that it was my first time witnessing a traditional catholic wedding, which to my surprise, i dont ever recall attending one before. they did all these rituals during the last half of the mass; the veil, robe, virgin mary ritual/blessings. really beautiful the bride was (Abs), and happy for her and her husband Kris. BTW, these are the two that have been organizing the bomb poetry slams in Sac, so if you missed the last 2 slams, be sure to come to the next one! As for the reception, you guys should know, partying hard, well maybe light weight for me because of course, fambams are present, but still had a blast. The rest of the weekend: just chillax mode. Chillin with Ray especially was cool, knowing I hardly get to kick it with the guy nowadays. Ill continue this blog in a bit..work is calling me =*(

i surrender, the war is over...urirehc

this weekend was something. a good mix of the good and bad. what a cocktail. well for those who missed the poetry slam that I organized on Friday, I would like to share my piece with you which is titled: "Free Will." I wrote this piece on behalf of the people I know that make the wrong choices in life, just to point out that we are in control of our own suffering and pleasures. tell me what you think....

Free Will

Love, the highest level of intimacy that we share amongst ourselves and with each other

Hate, the lowest yet strongest feeling of indifference we bestow upon our enemies or of those we express extreme anger

Expression of choice, detailed actions through movements of our bodies and Voice is what makes us human regardless of our personal views of faith…

The Act of Free Will

Since Birth, we all know that the structure of our origins in regards to the way we think derive from the ones that raised us, our parents, the direct link

Is it they who we are grateful for the deeds that brings goodness to the ones we enjoy companionship with,

Is it they who we feel shameful towards the persons that we endure opposition, the loss of wisdom, the lack of knowledge of the principles of our own catechism

It is self-explanatory

Protagonist or Antagonist, we choose our actions through the belief system of morals

Our reason on this Earth, determined by experience and understanding of logic only

Sustained never beyond this three dimensional portal

Until we die

Positive Stimulation and Pleasure, we can control

Undying Pain and Suffering, we can control

We put ourselves in our current position

Pain or Pleasure, all can endure

Retain from faulty pressure, we gain wisdom to allure

As living intelligent creatures, not alone, we must be teachers and leaders

Followers to Preachers or even Rebels to Lechers

What is your understanding of fairness in this world?

Through hardships and struggle, who says that this world isn’t fair?

Everything is fair

We make it either one or the other, through free choice

That is why we aren’t perfect at all, the definition of Fair lies through your morals

Not by those that choose your morals for you, the media, the government

Embrace what best fits you as a human being

Like Christ said, do unto others as they would have done unto you

With the gift of Free will, you have the option

To prosperity or corruption

You either choose or you lose

God Bless. =)

the first blog in 3 years...

To my own surprise, I find myself blogging yet again. I just noticed that some of my cool friends have started, so I thought, maybe I can try to be cool like them. Online Journal thingy-majig..


Today was yet another boring Monday for me. Got up early to take bus-bart to work(for those who don't know my car has been out of commission for the past 5 months, wow!) and did my daily routines and tasks. It wasn't until the end of my shift that my good friend J.P., comes to sweep me up from work to hang out. We did some grocery shopping for his mom then headed to the park near his pad to chill. Like any other day, we decide to fire up a bowl or two. That was when both of our minds expanded and started to have these faded conversations about life: the topic for today, "what era or revolution will follow up with our current one?, which is the technology revolution" (yes nerdy convos we have, but on the contrary, these convos our beneficial to our insights and views of life, for us to better understand the outer bounds of the norm.) So we have our mini-debates, but came to the conclusion that in the next 50 years, we will soon be witnessing the colonization of space, specifically on the moon and on mars. If you haven't been catching up to the news anytime recently, 5 countries are now in a space race: Japan, China, India, Russia, and of course, the U.S.of A. We even brought up the idea of how soon it would be until we hear from the first hip-hop artist from space. It might be us! who knows! 6SenseBXC in space! wow what an imagination. The Space Revolution, be prepared for it!

So It was 5pm and J.P. had work in 30mins, time to head to BayFair BART to head home. I realized that for the past 2+ Months using public transportation, I was given the chance to actually experience a REAL commuter atmosphere(rather than driving through traffic on the expressways) and see all these different faces and characters. You don't know how many times I've encountered seeing people I once knew from my younger past. Teachers and Students from High School, Elementary, or even from old jobs I used to have. Its kinda cool to also see the people you regularly commute with in the mornings and then through the early evenings. I don't say anything to them, but I'm pretty sure they recognize me on the same buses and trains I ride in. Seeing these strangers often, I wonder what lives they live. Seeing the expressions on their faces says a lot. I wonder...

So I get to Fruitvale BART and hop on the 53-Line. 3 Stops later I see my grandma hop on, I had to go sit next to her and say what's up. I startled her when I said hi, but she was more than delighted to see me. Seeing my Lola made my day, because it's not every so often that I run into her.

Each day I try to collect memories and store them as best I could. Maybe this blog can serve as a journal, not just for myself, but for you all as well...I wish I could continue on, but like I've said in some of my songs, time is of the essence...plus I have work early in the morning, need that sleep. that good, good sleep.