Tuesday, November 30, 2010


Like air is to living

sex is to celebrating life



and down right excellent body mind and soul therapy

may you all have many years of joyfilled beautiful and toe curling sexual healing


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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Massacre in Maguindanao

It was so unfortunate that it had to happen.

I cannot contribute anything but prayers for the people who died.

May all the souls of those who departed rest in peace and may justice be given for such worthless mass murder.

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Monday, November 22, 2010


"As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons."
-The Desiderata by Max Ehrmann

Sunday, November 21, 2010


Some music sounds like SHIT, things can look like SHIT, and there are times when you feel like SHIT.

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Tuesday, November 16, 2010


"'It is more blessed to give than to receive.'"
Most of us have a picture in our heads of the ideal Christmas. In that picture, the house is beautifully decorated, artistically wrapped gifts are piled under a festive Christmas tree.

At this time of year, when our hearts grow a few sizes and our wallets are already open to buy gifts, why not give something extra and share our blessings to the less fortunate.

Andy has come up with a great idea "A Time To Give Back" project this December.

I am joining and counting myself in on this project and can't wait to get this started!
I believe I can make an input and change someone's life for the better.

"Now it’s time to give back." - PASS it on and JOIN with us! : )

Thursday, November 11, 2010


Negativity is best defeated by ignoring it in advance.

Never try to cure the negativity in any one since it has  immediate power and ability to hurt you unless you are highly attentive and spiritually powerful.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010


What is the difference between FLIRTING & just being FRIENDLY ?

I would say intention is the difference. Apparently nice people get mistaken as flirts most of the time. But someone’s inability to judge character should not be held against a nice person.

If you have no intention of getting them in bed, then it's just being nice. haha


Is it instant clairvoyance? Is it a memory relived from a past life? Is it an instance lived out at the same time by aspects of yourself in paralleled dimensions? Or is it just too much coffee and not enough sleep?

What do you think it is? I think it's too much coffee.
Actually, Déjà vu could be meeting up with yourself in the future. In some dimension it may happen and then we “physically” catch up with it in third dimensional time.


It could be parallel lives living simultaneously and we “bump” into our other selves...in the movie” What the bleep do we know” they discuss the prospect of many different “lives and choices” being lived out at the same time in several dimensions and one day all of our “lives” meet up at the same time.

I have Déjà vu moments especially related to my dreams. Sometimes I have a vivid dream and it feels like it’s so real. Then later that week or sometimes the same day-what I dreamt about comes to pass.

The weird thing is that the dreams are never fantastical. It could be something as simple as dreaming about receiving a letter or talking to a friend on the phone. I also have this feeling when I meet people I connect with-that I have known them my entire life.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Payo Para sa Kaibigang Nag-aaral ng Abogasya

Don't push yourself too much.

If you think you have already exhausted all your efforts and they proved futile than you ever expected, then I think you should calculate first your expectations vis-a-vis your performance.

Sometimes our thoughts betray us. More often than not, we fall prey to it especially when we allow ourselves to set our goals more than we could possibly achieve.

Of course it's never wrong to strive for the best with all our might, but it's wrong to ask too much from ourselves in ways that are even beyond our capacity.

We are all unique; we have our own failings and successes, strengths and weaknesses, and if you think you are not performing the way you want it to, don't fret out too much, don't fault yourself, because law students, great and small, suffer the same setbacks once, twice, many times.

Take each failure as a lesson for the next stride, and most importantly, start from the bottom and work your way up, one at a time.

But it doesn't mean that because you feel you're not good enough every time you get out of your school after the day's harsh, you'll never amount to anything. I bet it won't go as far as that considering that, as you said, you think your performing well enough relatively.

Law school is not only about passing the bar, or feeling extraordinarily bright. It's also about life and the most murdered concept: truth.

Enjoy life, enjoy law school!

Thursday, November 4, 2010


The kiss that starts the whole mood is crucial to me.

As a man I desire a passionate kiss that can easliy arouse my sexual craving, I believe it is the gateway of emotions.

A good kiss can release the tension and stressors of life and engage in the moment of hot intimate sex with your partner.

The kiss says I want you, take me, seduce me, I am yours.

How we respond to the kiss is equally important of what we feel towards our lover.

A good kiss will leave you begging for more...

Wednesday, November 3, 2010


I love Van Gogh's later works, they were vibrant and full of colour, his unique style appeals to my senses and they always call to me, as I wonder what he was feeling at the time he painted. He was brilliant yet so sad.

Starry Starry Night ~ Don Mclean 
A song worthy of pulling out and listening to once in awhile. It reflects the intense passion of the painter.

Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,

You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.

Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will

Tuesday, November 2, 2010


A man can never hope to be more than he is if he is not first honest about what he isn’t.

Don Williams, Jr

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Monday, November 1, 2010


me. sleeping naked. | do you sleep naked?
I was lying in bed sleeping naked and I felt someone standing behind me.

I just stayed still.

She came up and almost cuddled against my back. 
I couldn’t move.

She said “shhhhhhhhh”.

I could hear and feel her breathing on me. 
It was a raspy almost animal-like sound of breathing. 
I couldn’t see her because I couldn’t open my eyes yet I knew that she had long dark hair and claw-like nails. Her face is cloaked in shadows.

She placed her hand in mine and continued to lay on top of me and it didn’t feel good at all. It felt like she was displaying control of me. I tried to raise my hand to shoo her away but I couldn’t move. I tried to yell at her but I couldn’t speak.

This whole thing felt malicious in some way.

Finally I jolted myself up out of sleep and the shock of waking so abruptly left me feeling gaga and suffering from headache.

This not the first time I’ve encountered in a dream.