RESPETO MAN LANG

 

Why do some people who preach respect bash other people’s faith? So okay, there are a lot of ‘religious’ people that act against the teachings of their beliefs. ‘A lot‘ not ‘ALL‘, please do not generalize. It’s like saying all Muslims are like Bin Laden or Catholics priests are all greedy and perverted.

I know the flaws of the people that practice my religion(Roman Catholic), but that doesn’t mean I would already give up on my faith (that in itself is such an ironic contradiction). Seeing people who share my belief do horrible things make me want to be better and have MORE FAITH, it gives me this strength so I could defend my faith not just through words, but actions. It gives me a sense of duty.

What’s wrong with having faith? What’s wrong in believing in a being of eternal love and mercy? What’s so wrong in believing in heaven or hell for that matter? What’s wrong in believing in DOING GOOD and BEING GOOD? What’s wrong inBELIEVING?

I rarely talk (or write) like this because I choose to RESPECT other people’s views. But can’t they respect mine?

“If I want to look beautiful, I do it for me. When I wear this I feel part of a faith, an identity. I feel good.” - Zarka, a Muslim girl explaining that she is not forced to wear a veil (Je t’ aime Paris)

That is what I feel when I pray, whether its by myself, in the crowd, kneeling or with a rosary. That is what I feel when I hear mass. That’s what I feel when I try to win over and do the right thing, even if it pains me.When I practice my faith, I feel beautiful, I feel good —I feel loved.

And doing the traditions and teachings of my religion, it’s my way of giving love back. I’m all flawed and commit a lot of mistakes, but that’s what I love about my faith, it encourages me non stop to be better. It tells me that I’ve always been meant to be better. It taught me not to give up, in myself, in other people and in God.

I guess this rant was written because I just can’t stand some people’s hypocrisy. They like to be left alone to their beliefs and yet they mock mine. Where’s the respect in that?

RESPECT.

That’s the one of the things that separates us from animals, respect and compassion.

A man with no religion can still be a good man, can still live a good life. But a man without faith is already dead while still alive. 

P.S.

pardon my rant, but I have my limits too

 

Inspirations

“Art begins with resistance – at the point where resistance is overcome. No human masterpiece has ever been created without great labor.” 

Andre Gide

I was in a long and agonizing creative drought. I’ve had panic attacks every time I tried to draw for the past months now. It was so hard for me to face that because I never remembered a time since I was 14 when I didn’t constantly draw.I really thought my hand have been severed from my right brain, I thought I don’t know how to draw anymore! Whatever work I could squeeze out of me, I hated it.

So I tried to drown myself with images of art and whatnot just to get that vibe again. It took an eternity but finally I’m drawing again and I’m slightly satisfied with what I come up with. (Will post soon.)

Thank You God for summoning the muse.

And I would also like to thank nine special artists that really inspired me into action. At first I wanted to bawl out and just quit illustrating when I look at their works. But being the competitive girl that I am I finally grew tired with my disgusting self-pity and said “Screw it, I can do that!”

Haha, well I’m not actually as good as these artists, but what’s the point of aiming low right?

So here are those nine extremely creative individuals whose styles really frustrated me into action:

Pato by Gariel Moreno

Collector by Jakub Kujawa

Coming Apart But We're Falling Together by Tran Nguyen

Black Bird by Aleksander Korman

Onawa by Michael Shapcott

Parade by May Ann Licudine

Where Are My Powers, She Wondered by Aaron Jasinski

Forgotten Dream by MoonyKhoa Le

Leech by Brandon Boyd

Thank you so much.

It was painful to my ego to be this absent in creativity. But a dose (or a gallon) of humility and hard work is always a good thing to intake.

“A good painting to me has always been like a friend. It keeps me company, comforts and inspires.” 

Hedy Lamarr

Ungoverned, Untamed.

art by Shovkunenko Oleh

So now we’re here again,

standing on a precipice of deep struggle

Honestly,

I don’t know 

if I want to lose to you.

So go ahead,

push me down.

See and try.

I’ve more than nine lives.

I’ll give you one for free,

another for pity.

Keep the last

for memory.

The rest for mine.

A universe of unraveled stars.

I flew

and now you fall,

because you cannot digest

or swallow an ocean

of me.

DisillusionMeant

Coke and Iron Oxide running through my veins,

Gotta love it when it rains.

Choke on your upchuck

Reflex and acrid stench.

Your world’s a psychedelic splatter,

Messed and intense.

Down with those lenses sweet,

Mary mine.

Rose colored bullshit’s fad,

Dead and done.

I’m really thinking of joining a Volunteer Program

I know life would be hard and would take me to undeveloped areas in which I have to immerse myself into a lifestyle that I’m unused to.

But I’m 24 & I feel like my lifestyle have been too centered in just my life, my problems, my desires. I’ve been active in the Youth Ministry but I feel like I need to do a different offering. Is that weird? I know that the person living in the next house is just as in need of kindness. That’s why I’m a little bit confused as to how to go about this.

My mother always said that you have to help those that are around you first before trying to take on the world. Then why the desire for this? Is it wrong? Honestly speaking, the idea of travelling to a different place is exciting for me but I’m not romanticizing the situation, I know what I am to witness would be something that would break my heart. And I guess that’s what I’m afraid of, am I strong enough or passionate enough to hold on ’til hell or high water?

I’d like to do something with just the goal of serving others without the thought of monetary reward or any reward for that matter. The thought has been brewing for months now. But I don’t want to rush into decisions with half a heart and wrong motives. Am I even ready for that?

I need some guidance from above. Lord help.

 

A Slice of Humble Pie

I had a very educational time at work today.

read that as my boss didn’t like my attitude and decided to scold me.

*sigh* I wish he was wrong about me, he is in some points, but the plain truth is… I still have miles of ground to cover in improving.

It hurt my pride a lot, but I feel like I have more to gain from this. I had to admit to all the criticisms, because if I didn’t . . . I will never get pass the first step on proving to them that I am otherwise.

Good days and bad days, you don’t know when they come. What is certain is that each day is a chance to be a better person.

The feeling just sucks right now but I’ll recover from this, I’LL LEARN FROM THIS.

HUG PLEASE?

Time for BURLESQUE

I had a very loooooooonggg yet productive day at work

So I decided to give myself a little treat for a job well done.

Shopping, eating junk and then movie

 

 

The film for me is like a cross between Coyote Ugly and Chicago.

The story was a typical but then it’s Burlesque. It’s not about the story, but the performance.

My skin still has goosebumps from Cher and Christina’s voices.

P.S.

I am coveting this dress