Equilibrium World, Memories of Nobody

Here we are, afraid of losing what we have all the time, holding on to it so tight that not a soul can touch it. We think by hiding it from the world, it’s hidden and it’s ours. Nothing is. Nothing ever will be. For, nothing ever was.

If you think there is anything that you have, that’s yours, be it money, a house, a job, or a girlfriend… it’s nothing but an illusion. It’ll all disappear… in one blow. One blow, my man.

Here we are, so insecure that we are afraid of re-starting our lives, so we just carry on trying to sort out the current mess. The thought that we should give it all up and just start all over - with nothing - might cross our minds some time, sure, but we get scared and we push away anything that scares us.

There is nothing you can ever achieve or gain that you cannot lose, in a matter of seconds. You have never gained enough to not be able to lose it all, in just a few minutes. What you think is yours, was never yours and will never be yours. Whatever you make here, you leave here. You came naked and you’re going to go back naked.

So what are you afraid of?

Let all be lost. Let them take away everything. As long as you have your heart beating strong, as long as you have your nostrils working fine, as long as the blood flows in your veins, you will live, you will breathe and you can get it all back… again and again. For, if you can do it once, you can damn well do it again. It’s just a game we play - Life.

Well, this is about my experience going to this Province and experience how they celebrate Holy week. I am very much curious how they really celebrate Holy week. I have heard a lot of times how they uniquely celebrate it.

I took some picture of their very own way of celebrating this sacred celebrations for Catholics. Also, this blog will include places and things we have seen in this province. Hope you will like it as much as we do..

The churches that is posted in this blog is in fact, the oldest churches in this province. Last year, we had the chance to see these churches when we had our Visita Iglesia..

Love is like waiting for a bus. When the bus comes, you look at it and you say to yourself. “Eeee… so full… cannot sit down, I’ll wait for the next one.” So you let the bus go and waited for the second bus. Then the second bus came, you looked at it you said, “Eeee… this bus is so old… so shabby!” So you let the bus go and again, decided to wait for the next bus…

After a while another bus came, it’s not crowded, not old but you said, “Eeee…not air conditioned… better wait for the next one.” So again you let the bus go and decided to wait for the next bus.

Then the sky started to get dark as it was getting late. You panicked and jumped immediately inside the next bus. It is not until much later that you found out that you had boarded the wrong bus! And you wasted your time and money just to get into the wrong one! Even if an air conditioned bus comes, you can’t ensure that the air conditioned bus won’t break down or whether or not the airconditioner will be too cold for you. Wanting to get what you want is not wrong. But it wouldn’t hurt to give other people a chance. If you find that the “bus” doesn’t suit you just press the red button and get off the bus! Hey, who said life is fair??? The best thing to do is be observant and open-minded. If it doesn’t suit you, get off.

I’m sure you’ve had this experience before. You saw a bus coming (the bus you want of course). You flagged it but the driver acted as if he did not see you and zoomed pass you! It just wasn’t meant for you…

The bottom line is, being loved is like waiting for a bus you want. Getting on the bus and appreciating the bus by giving it a chance depends totally on you. If you haven’t made any choice, WALK!

Walking is like being single. The good side of it is you can still choose any bus you want…the rest who couldn’t afford another ride would just have to be content with the bus they rode on, ugly or not. Also, sometimes it is better to choose a bus you are already familiar with rather than to gamble with a bus that is unfamiliar to you. But then again, life wouldn’t be complete without the risks involved.

But there is one bus that I failed to tell you about - the Bus you do not have to wait for, the Bus that will stop on its own and ask you if you wish to come inside, then take you for a joy ride for the rest of your life.

Hope you get to ride on that bus!