Reblogged: DU30 and the broken Sto. Niño

'THE HEART WHERE I WILL SPEAK': DU30 and the broken Sto. Niño: I had a dream in my sleep barely a month before this man was to take a seat in the highest office of the republic -- and the dream goes this way: There was a certain platform, a bridge that looks like a stage as well, it was made of steel and plywood installed in the vicinity of a local marketplace. It appears to be an impermanent structure because it has no foundation at all -- it was like a table being put up to be folded back again afterwards. On either ends of the platform, two sets of stairs opposite to each other were being assembled. And I saw this man holding a statue of the Holy Child Jesus or the "Santo Niño" ascending the "bridge" via stairs on the left. He was holding the statue by the left hand and the hand was down, gripping the statue in its middle. I was following him on his ascent -- but I lost sight of him because a group of persons was following him as well. But I was with the group of those following him. On reaching the top left of the platform, he and the entourage walked down the stairs opposite to the stairs he used to make ascent. As I was behind them, I saw the same statue of the Sto. Niño he was holding lying broken beneath the stairs where they passed through on their way down. End of dream.

DU30 and the broken Sto. Niño

I had a dream in my sleep barely a month before this man was to take a seat in the highest office of the republic -- and the dream goes this way: There was a certain platform, a bridge that looks like a stage as well, it was made of steel and plywood installed in the vicinity of a local marketplace. It appears to be an impermanent structure because it has no foundation at all -- it was like a table being put up to be folded back again afterwards. On either ends of the platform, two sets of stairs opposite to each other were being assembled. And I saw this man holding a statue of the Holy Child Jesus or the "Santo Niño" ascending the "bridge" via stairs on the left. He was holding the statue by the left hand and the hand was down, gripping the statue in its middle. I was following him on his ascent -- but I lost sight of him because a group of persons was following him as well. But I was with the group of those following him. On reaching the top left of the platform, he and the entourage walked down the stairs opposite to the stairs he used to make ascent. As I was behind them, I saw the same statue of the Sto. Niño he was holding lying broken beneath the stairs where they passed through on their way down. End of dream.

Ode to Tonette

Beautiful, indeed, it is that we discover each other in this journey called life. And the discovery that has taken place between us is divinely ordained. It is a connection between our two souls. It is the Spirit that is alive between us -- the Spirit of God -- that connects us to each other. We are both inspired with each other because we are of the same spirit. We will still be friends even in the beyond.

Out of place?

OUT OF PLACE? Two buildings are closing in on a tree. Is progress shooing away nature from the city?

One of my dreams happening: 'Pac-man' wins over 'The Golden Boy'

 A showdown was in the offing. 

A bout between a son of a small torn nation and a son of a great one land. 

As it neared, seven thousand and more islands trembled while fifty and more States triumphed in advance at the coming event of the clash. 

A fist fight of a David and a Goliath! Of island-born "Pac-Man" and mainland-born "The Golden Boy!" 

I, too, am a son of islands and seas and I began to do something for a brother -- daily, I prayed; daily Masses, I heard. 

On the seventh day, a vision came to me in a dream. 

A clean and fresh-faced, a fair and pinkish-skinned, a smiling and chinky-eyed, a focused and faith-oozing Manny Pacquiao! 

Seven more days and the fight would begin.
So the fight was on. 

And the rest is history -- his story. 

Seven and one rounds were more than enough proof. 

And a towel fell from the camp of the giant, Oscar De La Hoya!