Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Michael Jackson

Huggybear's Favorite Songs From Michael Jackson 

July 30 Midweek Musical 

Man In The Mirror 

Rock With You 

Music and Me 

Gone Too Soon 

One Day In Your Life

Billie Jean 

Billie Jean 

The Way You Make Me Feel 


Beat It 

Smooth Criminal 

Human Nature 


Heal The World 

Someone In The Dark 

Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough

I Just Can't Stop Loving You 

She's Out Of My Life 

Will You Be There
[Theme from Free Willy]

Free Willy 

You Are Not Alone

Remember The Time

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Saturday, July 26, 2014

The Art of Understated Perfection (1 of 2)

Huggybear's Stories
July 26 to August 1 Edition

The Art of 

I have chosen a path where I found inner peace. Then the story of a young man led me to an even deeper understanding.

I discovered more profound insights about living to my fullest potential, unchained by the need for the approval or admiration of others. I saw a kindred spirit in Nicholai Hel in Shibumi, Trevanian's classic thriller. Above all, I now begin to seek something new in my life: shibumi.

Philosophers and Warriors

When Nicholai was thirteen, he found the father he never had in General Kashikawa Takashi when the Japanese Imperial Army invaded his hometown, Shanghai. The boy's intelligence, self-confidence and skills in Gō defied his youth and stunned the General.

It was even more amazing because the boy wasn't even Japanese or Chinese: his mother was a Russian Countess and his father a mysterious German aristocrat. "That is precisely why I chose Gō," he said. "What Gō is to philosophers and warriors, chess is to accountants and merchants."

Elegant Simplicity

Winds of victory were blowing towards the Allied Forces. Kishikawa was to be transferred and he arranged for the boy to be sent to Japan to stay with Otake-san, the legendary seventh dan Gō master.

Otake-san is a man of wisdom, one who "will listen with interest but will not burden you with advice," said Kishikawa. "All of life, for him, is a simplified paradigm of Gō." Otake-san possesses the quality of shibumi, he continued, trying to find the right word. Nicholai asked what it meant.

The General, of noble samurai lineage, said that shibumi is an "ineffable quality" that "has to do with great refinement underlying commonplace appearance. It is a statement so correct it does not have to be bold, so poignant it does not have to be pretty, so true it doesn’t not have to be real. Shibumi is understanding, rather than knowledge. Eloquent silence. In demeanor, it is modesty without prudency. In art, where the spirit of shibumi takes the form of sabi, it is elegant simplicity, articulate brevity. In philosophy, where shibumi emerges as wabi, it is spiritual tranquility that is not passive; it is being without the angst of becoming. And in the personality of a man, it is, how does one say it? Authority without domination, something like that."

But "One does not achieve it," Kishikawa explained further. “One...discovers it." It is not about learning, rather, "one must pass through knowledge and arrive at simplicity.”

Nicholai knew, at that moment, that he will spend the rest of his life in the pursuit of shibumi. He will achieve "a personality of overwhelming calm" and he will "excel invisibly, without attracting the attention and vengeance of the tyrannical masses."

First Conscious Act

Kishikawa took a small sandalwood box under the low tea table. Nicholai bowed his head as he accepted it. "He did not express his gratitude in inadequate words," writes Trevanian. "This was his first conscious act of shibumi.”

Nicholai opened the farewell gift as he crossed the sea. Inside were two Gō ke lacquer bowls containing black Nichi stones from Kishiu and white stones made from Miyazake clam shells. "No one observing the delicate young man standing at the rail of the rusty freighter,"  writes Trevanian, "would have surmised that he was destined to become the world's most highly paid assassin."

To Be Continued

Wednesday, July 23, 2014


Huggybear's Favorite Songs From Madonna 

July 23 Midweek Musical 

I'll Remember 
[Theme from With Honors

With Honors

Open Your Heart 

This Used To Be My Playground 
[Theme from A League of Their Own

A League of Their Own

Live To Tell 
[Theme from At Close Range]

At Close Range


Causing A Commotion 
[Theme from Who's That Girl

Who's That Girl

Crazy For You 
[Theme from Vision Quest]

Vision Quest 

La Isla Bonita

True Blue


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Saturday, July 19, 2014


Huggybear's Stories
July 19-25

June 7, 2014

This is my text to a friend whose aunt is terminally ill

If you still remember, my close friends Noel and Gilbert, whom I loved like brothers, are both dead. My foster father had also died. And those are just the people you know.

So believe me when I tell you that I know the pain of losing a loved one.

I'm really sorry to hear about your aunt's condition. My prayer for healing goes out to her. I know the agony of uncertainty. A part of you hopes for a miracle, but somewhere at the back of your mind, you have accepted the inevitable.

My own belief has a different view of death. We are just passing through life. Death is also just another transition. I don't subscribe to the conventional stories of heaven and hell. But I believe in God. I believe in the immortality of the soul and laws of the universe. We all come back to finish all that we started in our previous journeys across a thousand years.

June 7, 2014

This is my text reply to a friend who was asking about our house-hunting after my recent marriage

Our new house is solid concrete in a quiet residential compound within walking distance from my office.

We bought a portable butane stove, an inflatable mattress and an air pump. We've completed the basics: pots, kitchen ware, pail, and basin. Our house in the middle of the street looks like a mini grocery after we went shopping in Gaisano Main in Colon. We also chose Ganador for rice. We're going out now to my barber and to buy one of those blue plastic gallons with faucets from the nearest water refilling station. Our honeymoon on our first night in our new house is the happiest time in my life.

June 10, 2014 
1:41 a.m., Tuesday

One of my close friends at work is having some family issues. This is my text message to him

I just came back from my honeymoon. I heard you returned to Manila with the wifey and my godson on indefinite leave.

I hope all goes well. Things always do, in the end. Even the worst storms had to end at some point. It pains me that my close friends are going through tough times just when I found true happiness at last. As long as you don't let go of the most important people in your life, then you're on the right track. Be strong, brother. 

May 28, 2014
8:30 a.m., Wednesday 

A friend has resigned from his job and is now in a place with "no family and no friends," according to his text when he told me his new number. This is my reply.

I find it hard to believe that a person will find happiness by turning his back on the most important people in his life: his family and his true friends. I respect your need for privacy and your right to live the way you want to. But I'm sad that another one of my friends are gone. Especially now that I have my soul mate and the one I will live with for the rest of my life. I have found true love bro. I'm the happiest person in the world. My life is now complete. I wish you find peace of mind, my friend. Good speed

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Paul Parrish

Huggybear's Favorite Songs From Paul Parrish

July 16 Midweek Musical 

The Way of Friends 

Walking In The Forest Of My Mind

I Can't Help Myself

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Saturday, July 12, 2014


Huggybear's Stories
July 12-18 Edition

May 17, 2014

Sometimes, the best things that happen in our lives come to us in the most unexpected ways. My original plan for today didn't happen. Instead, I got some of the things I've always wanted.

I went out of town today. I was going to Oslob, the southern tip of Cebu island after coming from Hagnaya all the way in the north last week. I went to the South Terminal bus station but I had to leave immediately because the crowd was draining away my energy. I decided to go instead to Talisay, a small town beside the sea, also in the south of the city, where I used to live. I told my friend there about my feeling burned out from city life. We decided to go to Naga, another town even further south. There I made a video, as I always do in my travels. But this one was different from all that came before.

(A Huggybear Movie)

May 18, 2014

Text to my filmmaker friend CN

Di ba mahilig akong gumawa ng mga amateur short film? Nasa YouTube na yung tumatawid ako ng dagat sa Lapu Lapu at yung nagbiyahe ako papuntang Bogo sa dulong hilaga ng Cebu. Nandoon na rin ang "final director's" cut ko ng mga dalawa kong unang nagawa tungkol sa Cebu at sa Sudlon. Inaayos ko nang lahat kasi magsasara na ang OneTrueMedia, yung website na ginagamit ko sa pag-edit.

Sinamahan ko ang isang kaibigan ko kahapon. Ang nagawang kong video ay kakaiba. Walang kababalaghan o ano, pero eto yung pinakagusto ko sa lahat. Mayroon kasi siyang kaibigan sa Maynila na namatay at hinahanap niya ang mga kamag-anak. Nagpunta kami sa Naga, isang bayan sa malayong timog ng Cebu na mas malapit pa sa Dumaguete kaysa sa siyudad.

Umabot kami sa isang napakaliblib ng lugar. Halos gubat na siya. Isang milya yata ang layo ng pinakamalapit na kapitbahay. Mga matalik ko nang kaibigan yung mga kasama ko noon pang 2009. Sila ang mga kasama ko bahay noong bumaha ang buong Metro Manila dahil sa bagyong Ondoy. Nasa Paco kami noon, malapit sa Plaza Dilao sa Quirino. Nanonood sila ng DVD habang ako naman ay nagbabasa ng isang aklat mula kay Jack Canfield.

Gusto ko kasing gumawa ng video na parang pelikula, na may kwento at mga tauhan. Nagsimula yun trip-trip lang. Sabi ko dedma lang sila sa camera. Natural lang. Ang nakakagulat ay ang pagdating namin ng Naga. Ibang iba talaga ang ugali ng mga tao sa probinsya. Napakabait nila at walang kaplastikan. Hinayaan lang nila ako kumuha ng video. Ganun lang, parang wala. Kaya ayun, may pelikula na ako kahit paano.

Yung mga eksena na ako ang bida ay hindi ko na sinama. Kasama na rito yung hinahabol ko ang kalabaw. (Wala akong video nung ako naman ang hinahabol ng higanteng gansa sa Cabiao, Nueva Ecija noong teenager pa ako.) Yung mga kuha ko ay isasama ko sa koleksyon ko ng mga sarili kong videos na kasama yung sumasayaw ako sa Mandaue ilang buwan lang ang nakalipas.

May 18, 2014
7:32 p.m., Sunday

Text to my co-actor PD

Isang oras akong nag-hintay ng jeep kaninang madaling araw sa Carbon. Eto yung Divisoria ng Cebu.

Ang tagal bago nakasakay ako sa kanto kagabi. Halos isang oras bago may dumaang habal-habal kasi wala na tricycle. Tatlong sakay ako ng jeep kasi wala nang derecho papuntang siyudad nang ganung oras. Ginutom nga ako sa daan eh. Wala ako nahanap na goto or tapsilog man sa Carbon.

Alas-tres na ako nakauwi. Naaliw ako sa pag-edit ng pelikula natin. Mga alas-siyete na ako nakatulog pagkatapos mag-almusal ng pansit. Labing-dalawang oras akong tulog pagkatapos ng dalawang araw na gising. Hindi naman tuloy-tuloy kasi nagising ako mga tatlong beses pero sobrang antok kaya plakda agad. Nakabawi naman sa puyat at sa pagod sa biyahe at sa shooting natin kahapon sa Naga. Pero masaya ako. Yun ang mahalaga.

May 20 2014

Text to my best friend RG

Naranasan mo na ba yung dati parang puro itim at puti lang ang buhay at ngayon ay punong-puno na ng kulay?

Tulad nung kantang God Gave Me You. Dati, nung mag-isa pa lang siya, nakikita niya na ang isang basong tubig ay kalahati nang ubos.

Pero ngayon, umaapaw at umaagos na parang dalawang ilog. At lahat ng halaga ng buhay niya ay nasa harapan niya. Hindi pa niya alam iyon dati. Ngunit ngayon ay nakita na niya... 

God Gave Me You
Bryan White

"For every glass I saw, I saw half empty,
now it overflows like a river through my soul..."

Wednesday, July 09, 2014

Boz Scaggs

Huggybear's Favorite Songs From Boz Scaggs 

July 9 Midweek Musical

Heart of Mine 

We're All  Alone 

Look What You've Done to Me
[Theme from Urban Cowboy]

Urban Cowboy

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Saturday, July 05, 2014


Huggybear's Stories
July 5-11 Edition

April 6, 2014

I always keep in touch with close friends in Luzon even if I'm in the Visayas. This is my text to let them what I've been doing 

I took a photo of a cloud shaped like a penis the other day.

May 4, 2014

A man of God will die for the glory of God. But will he lay down his life for mankind without the glory? I just finished Dan Brown's Angels & Demons. I first read it three years ago.

Dan Brown's "Angels & Demons"

Robert Langdon: Huggybear
Vittoria Vetra: Milla Jovovich
Camerlengo: Leonardo DiCaprio
Maximilian Kohler: Patrick Stewart
Olivetti: Steven Seagal
Cardinal Mortati: Anthony Hopkins
The Hassassin: Danny Nucci
Elias Rocher: Armand Assante
Chartrand: Joseph Gordon Lewis
Gunther Glick: Topher Grace
Chinita Macri: Tracie Thoms
Pantheon Docent: Roberto Benigni

May 11 2014
5:12 a.m., Sunday

Dawn is breaking. I'm in the North Bus Terminal in Cebu, going out to town.

I just got in the bus. I can appreciate the sense of imparmanence at terminals. There's something about being in place where everybody knows that everybody else will be gone anytime.

Daylight slowly comes. More people are coming into the terminal as the time has come for light to triumph over darkness. I'm in a yellow Ceres tourist bus going north. All the way. I'm going out of town again. Travel is a part of my soul. What could sweeter than freedom? It's a beautiful Sunday morning. It's going to be an unforgettable weekend.

May 11, 2014

I had my first dream about a post-Apocalyptic world infested with the walking dead.

In most of my dreams, I exhibit paranormal powers and talk to the dead. I guess zombies are not so unusual. 

It turns out I'm a zombie hunter riding KITT, the talking Knight Rider car. I was explaining to a woman that I can only do this alone. I don't want passengers in my car and I don't want anybody pulling me down. I remember being curious as to how I kill the zombies. In the course of my scattered dream scenes, I discovered that I can generate fire from my hands. Cool! I mean, Hot! 

There's a scene where I'm driving down a deserted highway. Suddenly, a helicopter descended on me, lights blazing down like in one of those reality cop shows. The chopper, presumably, was not piloted by zombies. I vividly remember being indignant that they are targeting a maverick doing good instead of going after the real enemies. I opened the car roof window and stood, the car on self-driving mode. That was when I first knew about the pyro thing. I reached out. My hands blazed with blinding light.

Knight Rider
Original 80s TV Intro
(Part of Huggybear's Happy Childhood)

May 11, 2014

I'm in Bago, a small city in the northern outskirts of Cebu island.

I got down from my bus bound for Hagnaya (where I'll take a ferry to Bantayan Island) on impulse.

My cam battery has died and I need to either buy a new batt or recharge. I left my charger in my rented room (I can't call it home) in Cebu City.  I'm a seasoned traveler and that's a humongous booboo. There's a Metro mall here in this little sea-side city but they don't have one with the right size. 

I went around the town market. I inquired in a cellphone accessories shop. The girl at the counter was nice but they don't charge. I asked where can I do it, and she pointed me to another cell shop. Even the lone customers, an elderly couple, told me where to go.

I immediately got lost. I found instead a small general merchandise stall. I asked the girl if they could charge. She agreed. I traveled because I'm a voyager. I went outside Cebu City because I'm really sick and tired of the consistent rudeness of the natives. I like the people of Bogo much better. I feel more comfortable here. It's not home because home is where the heart is. I won't say that my heart is here, but it's definitely not in the city.

In the large open air high-roofed terminal, I bought a Sprite in one of the stalls while walking around, waiting for my cam battery. The lady in a carinderia restaurant I went to was nice, and she pointed me to the next store because they don't have softdrinks. The lady whom I bought from was also nice. Gosh, the people here are so decent. I found two billiard pools in an open air stall near the sea. Nobody was playing. I like the small town feeling of this place.

July 3, 2014

While on the bus going back with a dead camera battery, I was taking notes of the sights and wonders along the way. This is now the complete story.

We passed a long row of shops and restaurants made of nipa and bamboo walls with identical but elegant design. There is a pre-War train that stands as a historical marker on the town plaza.

On the distance, the white marble stairs leading to a Marian shrine glisten in the sun. On top of the seemingly thousand steps stands a large statue of Mary.

There was a triathlon going on. To give way to the race and bike routes, traffic was diverted into a light-colored dirt road along the highway with a 99 marker, which means we were ninety nine kilometers from the city. Further on were fields of sugar cane swaying in the countryside breeze.  

I saw a cow under a tree somewhere down the road. I've seen a couple of trees that were felled down from the Hainan typhoon. The highway coiled around the mountains. I was overjoyed as I watched the rolling hills stretch away, with coconut trees standing in formation in the horizon like immutable sentinels. There's a part of the landscape that reminded me of the famous round Chocolate Hills of Bohol. I felt a sense of Zen-like melancholy for bygone days upon seeing people cooking on wood stoves outside their houses under the trees. The road turned and I saw, right before my very eyes, the breathtaking grandeur of the majestic blue sea.

Wednesday, July 02, 2014

Chuck Mangione

July 2 Midweek Musical 

Huggybear's Favorite From Chuck Mangione

Feel So Good 

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