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fall in Love again -- They say.

Love is a word overused yet acted less. People, oh people, just yearn the security of the arms that wrap them. If this was the case, when insecurities are gone, the love is gone.

People, oh people, say they want to meet the perfect person. The perfect person always seem to have a pretty face. When the face grows old and weary, the love grows old and weary. 

People, oh people, think of love as butterflies living in the stomach. But realize, we instead have worms that may never become butterflies. 

Love is everywhere - people, oh people, say. But you know deep inside you want more of it. Like chasing mavericks and chasing unreal monsters, we never are satisfied. More love. More good things. Less hate. Less bad things.

Yet Love is the only hope we have. The redemption from loneliness and suffering of not having an identity. 

Deeper love means deeper hope. Yet, what are we hoping for? It’s hard to love, when we don’t know.

Love is to believe in the future. Love is to believe in oneself. Love is to believe in one another. Love is to lay it all out there. Love is to be vulnerable. Love, therefore, is to hurt. Love is to ache. Love is to bear through the sacrifices that you should make. Love is endless yet love is short. Love is intricate. Let’s leave it that way.

Fall in love, they say.

Audioblog 22: Here and There

There are things you see differently. Some places you seem to consider the same and different. We always wanted to get to a better place, a higher ground, apart from here. And sometimes, we don't know where we are exactly. Here and there, must we really care?

I created an audioblog about galaxies and how it sounds like in my head. But this song, blue ice, blew me away.

It might just be the video. It might just be the sound of the guitar, the tune of the synth. I don't know. But I feel like traveling to Saturn. 

Saturn is the biggest finger in the solar system because it has a lot of rings. It's the closest finger we have.

If this was the case, I wonder what of the five fingers Saturn is.

Let's leave that to the hipsters to decide.

As for now, the galaxy is calling me. I want to get blown away from the center of it all, yet stay still in the linear time. They say that the expansion of the universe is faster than the speed of light.

No matter how fast we travel, we can never reach other places with the continuous distance space provides. This is the reason why we will always be lonely. 

Imagine being placed in a prison cell. You see the other person across. But the ground just keeps on expanding and your eyes (that is relying on light) could not keep up. There will come a time that you will no longer see the other person across -- to a point where you question if everything was real the first time. 

Was it just a dream, that person across? Is this cell all I have? Is there an escape?

To make it worse, you stay in the same exact cell from the start. You're locked. Your physical entity is part of the cell. And the key? It is just an illusion... Heck you have never seen a guard passing by. You just woke up one day and you were here -- and you stay awake to watch it all. The distance, the silence, the pain of being alone in space.

Luckily for us, we can imagine. A life of imagination is a our means of escape (well, sort of). It is probably the closest thing we have of an escape. The mind transcends space and time for imagination could create universe and galaxies. 

Do you believe in that? Well, you should...

Our imagination is our only means to escape while we stay imprisoned. The only means to stay while we move farther away. The only means to go nearer, when everyone is going away.

Imagination is what we all have. Imagination is so powerful that it creates perfect situations and sceneries inside our head. Then a sudden realization comes to you -- an epiphany!

You are but a product of someone's imagination! You are a product of a god. 

Now, it's up to that being's imagination. It always has been, it always will be. 

So go ahead and imagine...

Audioblog: Session 7/17 (in space)

At long last, I finally finished watching How I Met Your Mother – which is for me, in my lifetime that is, the equivalent of the series FRIENDS.

It took me a while to even start watching the last season not just because I always loved taking it slow with things like this, but also because I hate to meet the ending. I fear endings. And I know, like all good things, the series has to end. Whatever the case, I may have to let go soon. So yeah, I finished it.

Like any of my post recently, I’m posting this song as a reminder. This is the song played at the end. Looking back, HIMYM shaped a lot of my views of love, friendship, and life. Here are some takeaways that meant something to me.

1. It’s gonna get messy

I do know that life is short and that it could get really messy. The series showed that particular aspect of life and the relationships we meet along the way. It does not get easier but it does not get harder. Life is just is. And that makes it beautiful.

HIMYM showed me that everything is going to be alright. No matter where the ride leads you, you know that you can get through it. You can always enjoy the view. Also, I do know that the journey is fun with friends tagging along. 

It’s also great to consider how the series made some points about marriage. Marriage could be the sweetest thing and could be the darkest. Vows make marriages happen. I learned from Marshall that vows could not cover a lifetime of growth and change. I’ll keep that in mind and make vows that are true and ones that could be updated once in a while. (Future wife be ready!) 

2. Meet these ‘friends’

Friends are very important in life. They shape you. But one thing I learned is that the ‘’gang” in HIMYM is probably one of the best kinds.  They support each other, although sometimes it is kind of weird on how they can do so many awkward and legendary things together. It seems like they can depend on each other despite being the person as they are (which is sometimes a bad thing). Yet, most importantly, the series showed me how you can go the extra mile for friends if you truly love them. 

3. Love is really complex as we may think otherwise

It does not have to be simple. It does not have to make sense to make sense said Ted. Love is just what it is. We cannot say things as if we can control it. But we cannot also take things for granted as if it will come around again. But that’s the whole point. The uncertainty of love and how deep a person can truly love makes the whole picture exquisite.

4. Good things happen in the pub

You hang out with friends and talk in the pub.  You meet people in the pub. You can suit up in the pub. I believe good things happen in the pub and the series showed that interesting aspect to me. Alcohol aside, the best thing that could happen in the pub is meeting new people and perhaps start sharing stories of life. That’s what makes these places a hit – along with the sitting in one table, the fabulous drinks, the connection, the laughter, and all night stay. 

5. Go for a life of stories 

I wanna live a life like Ted, a hopeless romantic yet a life full of stories. It is wonderful to consider that life is about stories. It’s about good memories and memorable experiences with people that matter. It is also about stories of struggle on how you can stick into the things you believe in and truly follow your passion, even if you make a fool of yourself. A life of stories is a life worth living.

So I've been listening to my favorite rap artists lately, and I thought I could do anything. HAHAHAHA

Here you go (lyrics of the surprise rap at second verse):

Welcome to the rap to pump it up

this is my first time, wish I could make it up

Like you and me, there’s always a symphony

It’s deep inside, you decide, what you make it of

I’m bless with style, so I run my mile

Be who I want to 

I want to be me.

This is a freestyle

I'm not gonna lie

I’m going loud

I’m breaking out 

I’ll continue till you hear me out.

You thought it’s the verse 

but you don’t hear it

It’s gonna be like this

until I make it through it

This is the part where you say what you mean,

Do what you do,

Think what is  true.

This time, I’m gonna  give it to you

Fall hard 

Strive strong

It doesn’t matter!

One life 

What’s wrong?

Why not make it better? (It doesn't matter!)

It’s getting better

We'll make it better.

Chorus:

What I am to you, what you mean to me

What is meant to be, we can never see

This is not you, this is not you...

*I got tired of writing so I was just talking nonsense near the end.

Audioblog: The Cry

When you think you've lost it all, and there's hope. When you think you have everything, but you're lost. Life and all its intricacies -- we are helpless yet at the same time hopeful. We cry. 

All my ideas and opinions, though carefully thought of, may not apply to everyone. I know this very truth, and that's why I always view them as my own. I consider that in this world, only a few are blessed with certainty. For me, certainty is a cessation of learning. Once we think we are certain and think that we already hold the truth, then we become proud enough, and thus, close the doors of so many boundless things that a human mind and exploration can only reach to an extent. Never be proud enough to say you know everything for you will never know everything, and that truth is insubstantial as you otherwise think. The more you know, the more you realize and appreciate your ignorance. Never to forget that to have wisdom is to acknowledge the lack of it.  Well, this is just my opinion once again, among the many others. It's up to you to consider it as your own or not. Either way, I am happy you took time to read. Cheers to the seekers of truth! The ignorants who forever seek the nearest of truths.