Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Mother Nature Rules!
I’m writing this as I look out the windows of the National Library and see trees of green of Luneta Park
I can’t speak for anybody else, but last week I was gazing at the majestic Taal volcano within a lake in Tagaytay, and yesterday I was treading exhiliratedly at the forest at the La Mesa Dam Eco Park
This is the only planet we have, and we are all brothers and sisters of our Mother Nature. Let’s do our share in showing how much we love her, okay?
Next on 2Rivers: “What I Did Last April 6”
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Wednesday, April 21, 2010
What I Was Doing When April Came
I sent this via Facebook Mobile but it wasn’t posted: Reconstructing novel manuscript lost in Ondoy, preparing new book, listening to Careless Whisper by Wham!
See my Ondoy adventures in “Face To Face With A Freak Storm and Flashflood: What’s It Like” only on 2Rivers
Tomorrow on 2Rivers: “Mother Nature Rules!” Photo courtesy of TsinelasNiPepe
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
My Adventures With My Cell Phone
Here’s my tweet via Facebook Mobile sent April 14: About half a dozen texts were charged from my load but they were not posted. I’m gonna collect and blog them. My latest piece is “Was Jesus Divine.”
This one was posted April 15: I will vote for Gordon for President, transform my blog and reinvent myself.
All this means that, among other things, a new short article will post everyday in the end of days of this month and the coming advent of the next. Plus of course My Favorite Movie and My Favorite Songs will continue to be updated. How do you like that?
See “Was Jesus Divine?” See also “Mary of Bethany, Do You Take Jesus of Nazareth To Be Your Lawfully Wedded Husband?”
Tomorrow on 2Rivers: “What Was I Doing When April Came” Photo courtesy of PinoyWeb
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Was Jesus Divine?
On his deathbed in Cyprus
“It lies at the core of our Order, and it is the source of fear and envy of the Church.”
Gospel Truth
Was Jesus Christ the Son of God? The Gnostic Gospels from Nag Hammadi debunk the resurrection. In the year 180, when the early Christians were fragmented and persecuted, a unified doctrine was set down by Irenaeus, Bishop of Lyon.
He chose four gospels that were proclaimed as, well, gospel truths.
The first, Mark, like the Gnostic Gospels, does not record any resurrection, much less a virgin birth. The original ending was the women’s discovery of the empty tomb – and running away scared and telling no one about it.
Half a century, Matthew was included. A decade after that, came Luke, and they were revised to accommodate Church doctrines.
Why? Because Jesus’ main teaching was that enlightenment about one’s true self would lead one to find God.
But Jesus “had to be more than that. He had to be the Son of God. He had to be unique, because of his being unique, the Church becomes unique, the only path to salvation. By painting him in that light, the early Church could claim that if you weren’t with them following their rules, living the way they wanted you to, you were doomed to damnation,” reveals Prof. Bill Vance in the novel The Last Templar by Raymond Khoury.
Hidden In Code
In my mental; movie version, he was played by Robert Redford. I play FBI Agent Sean Reilly, with Jody Foster as archeologist Tess Chaykiun and Robert De Niro as Monsignor De Angelis.
The key to the secret is hidden in code, in case they fell into the wrong hands.
It did – in present day New York
Friday The 13 th
In March of 1314 in Paris
As the fire consumed him, the indomitable will that burned in his eyes was more fearsome that the flames. Before his spirit left his charred body, he proclaimed for all to hear:
“In the name of the Order of the Knights of the Temple, I curse you, Philippe De Bel, and your buffoon Pope, and I call on God Almighty to have you both join me before His seat within the year, to suffer His judgment and burn forever in the furnaces of Hell…!
Thursday, April 08, 2010
Bangka
Ni Jonathan Aquino
Noong ako’y 16 anyos pa lamang at kasalukuyan pang hinahanap ang aking lugar sa mundo, may isang pangyayari na nagbukas ng aking mga mata at nagbago ng aking buhay. Katatapos ko lamang ng high school sa amin sa Tarlac at nagbabakasyon sa mga pinsan ko sa Camarines Sur. Ang ikinabubuhay nila at halos lahat ng mga kalalakihan sa kanilang nayon ay ang dagat. “Itay, Inay, magfi-fisherman na lang ako tulad nina Tio Pitoy,” ang sabi ko habang nagmemeryenda kami ng pili nuts. Idinagdag ko ang mga narinig kong kwento ng mga taong yumaman dito, kasama yung isang konsehal, at sinabi kong hindi ko naman pala kailangan mag-aral pa.
Pag-aalala ang dumapo sa mukha na aking mga magulang. Marangal ang kanilang pagpapalaki sa akin kahit hindi sila nakapag-aral ng lubos, at ang pangarap nila para sa akin ay ang makapag-tapos. “Ganito na lang, anak,” sabi ni Itay. “Ibibigay ko sa iyo ang aking basbas ngunit sa loob lamang ng 6 na buwan. Sapat na panahon iyon upang makapag-pasya ka kung ito na talaga ang gusto mong maging buhay. Kung ito na, mag-aaral ka sa bayan sa second semester, at kung hindi naman, luluwas tayo sa Maynila upang doon ka mag-enroll. Either way, kailangan mong mag-graduate sa college.” Tulad ng lahat ng bagay sa aking ama, ito ay patas at makatwiran. Dagli akong pumayag at nagpasalamat, at nagsimulang mangarap ng aking mga haharaping mga pakikipagsapalaran.
Hindi biro ang buhay ng mangingisda. Nasa laot na kami una pa sa bukang-liwayway. Maghapon kaming bilad sa araw at halos madurog ang mga buto ko sa tuwing inaahon naming ang mga nahuling isda. Minsan tila may ngiti ang kalikasan at bumubuhos ang biyaya. Ngunit minsan din naman, tila wala siyang pakialam sa paghihirap namin. Wari ko ba’y alam lahat ng ito ni Itay ngunit mas ninais niyang matuto ako ayon sa sarili kong karanasan.
Isang umaga, nagulantang lahat kami sa pagsabog ng bangka ng pinsang kong si Orlando Mali
Dalawang taon nang lumipas nang maganap ang trahedyang iyon. Nabuo ang aking pasya na mag-aral na lang sa Maynila. Dinalaw ako minsan ni Itay sa aking inuupahang boardinghouse sa Sampaloc. Ipinasyal niya ako sa Baywalk. Naglalakad kami, masaya na kapiling ang isa’t-isa. Pagdating ng hapon, hinatid ko siya sa terminal ng bus. “O, Juancho, anak,” biro niya, “siguro tapos na ang mga adventures mo ’no?”
“Itay,” sagot ko, “kung alam ko na noon ang mga alam ko ngayon, malamang buhay pa si Kuya Orlando.”
Bakas sa mukha ni Itay ang pagpigil ng emosyon. “Susulat ka palagi,” aniya. “Nangungulila na sa ’yo ang Inang mo.” Hindi ako umalis hangggang mag-biyahe na siya. Malayo na ang bus nang magsimula na akong lumakad pa-uwi.
This story originally appeared in Bagong Sibol section of Pilipino Star Ngayon
My Favorite Song From Paul McCrane
Is It Okay If I Call You Mine
(From Fame)
Fame Trailer
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