The Church and I

Yesterday, my wife and I, together with our fluffy boy, Brielle, went to our local parish church. We had to set a date for our son’s christening, which we agreed to schedule on the 15th of this month. Although I’m not comfortable going to a Catholic Church, not because I hail Satan and his minions or I’m a self-proclaimed agnostic, I had to stick with the plan and play the father part. So, yeah, we went straight to the office, arranged the required papers, and waited for our turn to be interviewed by the parish priest (which took almost 2 hours before we finally got our turn). The atmosphere inside made me felt eerie and uneasy. Not because of the religious statues, where devotees worship and pray to, that were present, but nostalgia suddenly came into my inner senses. Later, I found out that I was in deep reverie – my mind was summoning pictures of what my life used to be. Hence, to pacify the situation, I chose to break the limbo with a stick of cigarette.

The Tale of the Caveman: Fastfood Chronicles

So after a wholenight’s shift and my body clock still adjusting, (It’s been a hard night’s day and I've been workin’ like a dog) my cave man nature inevitably kicks in. Not that I’m not already a cave man during my energetic hours, what I mean is after I’m all tired from work, I sort of devolve about two stages backward,

Applying Carl Jung's Individuation In The Movie Inception

Yesterday, I decided to watch the movie Inception together with my wife regardless of my reluctance. Why? I do know that this film is quite complex yet interesting and requires one to fully comprehend every uttered word. But, my copy has no decent audio and subtitles. Thus, recognizing the movie’s transition was a feat for me. Nonetheless, I still handled the situation effectively –by putting my ears on the speakers, literally. Anyway, if you have had watched the movie Inception, you’ll certainly understand why I’m writing this down. At the same time, I know that you’re still wondering about the true meaning behind the ending of the movie. Don’t worry; we’re on the same page. However, I still managed to pull out, at least, some significant symbols in the movie that could somehow address the movie’s ambiguity.

The Memories of Yesterdays

According to Mother Teresa, “If you judge someone, you have no time to love them.” I first saw this quote when it was posted on my sixth-grade classroom wall, and I ignored it. Relatively, I hated the idea, but perhaps I knew that the quote’s veracity was inarguable. I felt that it was better to judge people so as not to have to love them, because some people don’t deserve a chance. Judgments are shields, and mine was impenetrable.I have always put my attention to my family, my inspiration, love and time. My parents did not always have a harmonious relationship.

Why College Thesis Sucks... Sometimes

When it was time to plan things about our thesis, my classmate and thesis-partner, Billy, had all of these covered already. Before we agreed to be partners, the entire thing was already conceptualized and it’s just up to our minds to get things started. Unfortunately, as soon as our study was presented to our professors, it didn't go the way we expected it to be. It seems the path to our glorious endeavor is block–for the meantime, of course. However, one thing’s for sure, my partner is not happy.

Nocturnal Blues

Here we go again, walking on the side of this seemingly endless highway at 2:45 am. Well, actually I just came from the 24-hour convenience store; I bought 2 cans of cold coffee and a bag of potato chips. Oh god! Am I overdoing this one out? It’s been 3 weeks and I am doing the exact same thing every 2:00 am or so. I don’t know, but I think it is just an S.O.P. in order for me not to sleep on my home-based job. Perhaps it is nice to walk under the stars to feel the frigid air outside during post-evening. Perhaps sometimes it is good for a change. I don’t know, but the thing is… I think I am enjoying the nocturnal blues that the crickets and suicidal cars make whenever I’m on the road.