the 9 cards

the first card is the king.
for the king. reminds me of our God.

the second card is the queen.
for the queen reminds me of mother Mary.

the third card is the jack.
for the jack reminds me of Jesus.

the fourth card is the joker.
for the joker reminds me of temptations.

the fifth card is the ace of heart.
for the ace of heart reminds me of the love that surrounds me.

the sixth card is the ace of spade.
for the ace of spade reminds me of the failures which makes me humble.

the seventh card is the 8 diamonds.
for the 8 diamonds reminds me of my family.

the ninth card is the 3 diamonds.
for the 3 diamonds reminds me the trinity who always guiding me.

the 4 doors of me

the first door is an open door.
behind this door reveals all of whats inside of me.
what i feel. what i think. principles. vission. including my pride.
in this door widely open was the door which my friends. families. and people choose to see.

the second door is the close door.
behind this door relies my secrets and insecurities(which i believe all people has)

the third door is a half open/half close door.
there are alot of things. half open serets. half open dreams are laid behind this door.

the last door is called the dark door.
it is different from the closed door because the dark door is never been touch nor seen by anybody. including me!

if you who is reading this what door would like to open?

pain is good

tong bata pako cge lang ko dalagan,
lumpat kag magsinadya,,..
hay...dayon madusmo,,,
mapilas lag masakitan..
pero ok lang,,.
pag uli ko sang balay butangan ni mamang sang bulong,
kay huyopon..

subong nga dako nako,
ga dalagan gyapon ko pero indi ko madusmo,,.
kay sang bata pako nabal an ko ang kasakit,
samtang gina butangan ni mamang ang pilas..

didto ko naisip...pain is good..

it makes us stong when the right time comes.

so dont loose hope...that cross can be your bridge!

8 Random Things About Me

im not a busy person, but i do have lots of work to accomplish, this tagged came from my kababayan jean...thanks for passing this tagged to me.
8 random things about me:

1. cream of the crop ko sa pagka moody!
2. im not maarte!
3. i am verry generous...in thinking.
4. i love chocolates and ice creams.
5. no. 1 fan ni dan brown!
6. super picky in terms of relationships.
7. baboy ko.(taba2 bi ko ah!)
8. i hate numbers but i love word puzzles exept twisted letters!

I'm tagging my fellow bloggers;

1. jean diaz
2. kuya jeff
3. aileen
4. jilea
5. laarni
6. aaron
7. cherry anne
8.vanessa

Simple Rules:1. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.

The game and the builder

Many times I saw those tears coming from my friends eyes , they are suffering in the game called love…they already knew what are the keys to win the game but when the game started they can’t hold their emotions and play the game in perilous situation, then they end up check mate.

They always call me to give them some advice, an advice that can lead them into peace, sometimes I got confused of what to say because I have to consider the emotions of the people who joins the plot. Maybe Lord this is my first purpose to give them some advice and help them move.

i feel like im in Hades!

i was so desolate,
i can't breathe,
i can't handle myself,
my scruples keep on hunting me,
it is just a simple contact that lead me to this,
a contact that is inadvertently done,
am i so conceited?
or am i just a bag of fool?
i don't tend to come this far,
i thought it is just a simple clash between him and me,
but the culpability is mine,
I've lost 1 of my comrade because of my pride,
because of my pathetic judgement.
i am thinking if i am still deserving of his friendship,
i can see all the efforts,
the sacrifices,
the pride of a man being swallowed by him,
but why cant i swallow mine?

before this time comes,
a hundred times I've tried to approach him,
to talk to him, yet, again,
i was shielded by my high views,
what can i do?
this is me, but wait, no!
i must start to eat and swallow the dust i have made.
to build another friendship
that could run along the end...
i have to do my part...
soon...