Are You Prepared for Death?

Death is like a journey to a land from which there is no return. So before you die, be sure to pack three things to take along with you on the journey: Proper identification (I.D.) [Book of Record of a Person's Life] This covers two very important categories: Faith (belief) Actions (deeds) They must both be correct to insure an easy transition into the Next Life and a proper place in the Paradise in the Hereafter. Enough nourishment to last for Eternity Sufficient garments or coverings

Hello Stranger

Well its more of myself that hasbecome the stranger. My apologies for being so quiet on here. I have been crazy busy with shooting weddings, finishing up my first year as a transfer at parkside, and getting a job at bath & body. whew! its been hectic. but on top of all that i have decided to make a tumblr...yes i have crossed over. basically this blog has been a great venting space and random thoughts to be placed but it had no direction and it was hard to keep up with updates. my new home will be a daily dose of things i find inspiring to my pursuit of opening an etsy shop. I hope the few and lovely people who follow this here blog will show their support in my ventures. thank you for all your comments and thoughtful words, i hope you like my new direction. I may every once in a while update on here, but tumblr has sure won my heart in a day. haha.

Cp w/ Cam

I s this the leatest?

For one odd reason

I’m finding people extremely annoying today. Especially people in Facebook who can’t seem to do anything better in their lives but to take gaddamn pictures of their faces using instagram every waking minute and post it.

No, I just saw someone’s face and it makes me want to puke and it’s just so annoying okay what a sad excuse of a face it makes me want to ban cameras for their own safety.

Ew get yourself off my screen you freak.

hffff. . . . .

I hate that feeling when you randomly feel depressed. There is no warning, no apparent reason. It just happens. You feel empty, and you feel hopeless. And you just feel tired. As if you never want to move again. Then when someone asks you what’s wrong, you can’t say because there is nothing that comes to mind. Then you start thinking of what it could be, and you realize just how much is wrong.

Why we should do this?

I want to go the place where no one know me except my friends......

I just like to have fun with my friends without bringing with my father or parents with me on that day. I want to be independent in some ways. I want to do some things that’s without help of my parents. I want to enjoy and taste some difficulties that’s being protected by my parents. I want to discover more about reality without my parents. I want to be free. Liek seriously. -.-‘

How can I taste a little bit of difficulty if they keep on nagging and tell me that I should be safe always. I know, life is hard, but my life now is being imprisoned for liek 19 yrs already with my parents. I went to the mall with my parents. I went out with my friends + with parents -.-’ I went out to the beach with my classmates/blockmates + with parents (again)

I can’t wait for that day, where I can live on my own and taste some difficulty and find some solutions on my own. I want it to happen, right now o:

Salman Diwa

Salman Diwa - He was my first bestfriend when I was [ I think 8 or 9 years old]. That was the time I'm studying in East Migpulao, Dinas, Zamboanga del Sur. I was jst Grade-II. In a first place, di naman talaga kami masyadong close kasi magkaiba ang katayuan nmin sa buhay. Anak s'ya ng isang Imam or hall I say Ulama. Mayabang at may di kanais nais na ugali s Salman, tulad halimbawa ng pagiging masungit at palaaway. Matalino si Salman sa aralin, Infact he was he first honor that time. Ako nagsimula nan ako sa wala, bobo at walang alam sa buhay. Halos nangongopya pa nga ako noon eh[ hehehe! Sad to say pero totoo 'yon.] Saan nga ba nagsimula ang pagkaaibigan nmin? Ah! Tama, nagsimula 'yon isang araw habang papasok na kami sa paaralan ay tinutukso ako ng dalawang kaklase kong babae ng masasakit na mga salita patungkol sa pagkato ko [pagiging binabae ko.] Nagalit talaga ako noon ng husto at dahil sa pagiiging high-tempered ko ay dinumog ko ang isa sa kanila. Talagang nag-away at nagsabunutan kami ng todo, panay palibot at kampihan naman ang iba naming kaklase at pinabayaan kaming magsabunatan ng buhok. Maya-maya pa'y dumating ang ate at kuya n'ya at pinagtulungan na nga ako. Syempre paano ba nan ako makalaban eh tatlo na nga ngayon ang kalaban ko. Oinagtulungan nila talaga ako ng husto hangang sa dinugo na nga ang ilong ko at nagkapunit punit na ang damit ko. To the rescue na itong si Salman [Knight Of Shining Armor]. Pinagsusuntok niya at pinagbubugbog ang mga nakalaban ko hangga't sa sumuko na ang mga ito at inawat inawat na rin sila ng may dumating ng mga teachers namin. Sa di ko malamang dahilan ay bakit ako tinulungan ni Sal. Ako nama'y nanatili ngnasa isang sulok at walang imik, nilapitan n'ya ako ng hindi ko na namamlayang nasa harapan ko na pala s'ya. Pagtingin sa mukha niya'y bigla akong nakaramdam ng awa. Nagdurugo parin ang bibig niya. Ngumiti siya sa akin sabay tanong kung okey lang ba ako? Matagal akong nakasagot pero pinilit kung tugunan ang tanong n'ya. Ngumiti lang s'ya sabay anyaya sa'kin para pumasok na sa loob ng silid-aralan. Hanggang sa nakapsok na kami ay nanatiling palaisipan parin sa akin kung bakit nga ba n'ya ako tinulungan. Ayaw ko naman s'yang tanungin tungkol sa bagay na 'yon at baka isipin pa n'yang nagmamalaki ko. Habang nagsusulit na kami ay di parin mawaglit sa isipan ko ang nangyaring iyon. Nang mag-uwian na ay hinabol n'ya ako at sinabayan n'ya ako. Doon pa lang ako nagkaroon ng pagkakataong humingi ng paumanhin sa nangyari sa kanya at pagkakataong magpasalamat narin sa ginawang n'yang pagtatanggol sa akin. Aminado naman kasi s'yang di ko talaga 'yon mga nakaaway ko dahil malalaki sila at tatlo pa. Simula ng mga araw na 'yon ay parati na kaming magkasama at naging matalik na magkaibigan hanggang umalis na ako sa lugar namin at lumipat ng ibang paaralan. Sa totoo lang ng umalis ako sa amin ng di man lang ako nakapagpaalam sa kanya.

Life After...

Mark Risty Tan-awon, Eddie Recto, Ricardo Albarico - sila ang mga kauna-unahang naging kaibigan ko sa Dimataling, Zamboanga del Sur. Naging matatalik ko silang mga kaibigan dahilan narin sa magkaklase kaming apat. Parang magkakapatid ang turingan namin sa isa't isa. Madalas kaming nakatambay sa bahay ni Mark or Mc'Coy ang tawag namin sa kanya. Halos iisa lang kasi kaming hilig, ang panonood ng Anime Shows [Flame of Recca, Dragonball Z, Pokemon, Knight Hunter, Cat's Eye at Lupin III]. Pagkalabas namin sa paaralan ay deritso na kami sa bahay nila Mc'Coy upang maglaro at manood ng tv. Maging sa mga araw na wala kaming pasok ay madalas kami doon lang sa bahay nila naglalaro at minsan kung may mga homeworks ay doon din namin ginagawa sa kanila. Sa mga panahong 'yon ay unti-unti ko rin nakalimutan ang sickness ko kay Sal. Dahil na rin siguro sa pinupunan na rin nila ang mga kalungkutang iyon, at kinakailangan ko na rin kumbuga mag move on or mag step up. Si Mc'Coy ang pinaka matalino o "Brainy Boy" sa aming grupo at hindi sa pagmamayabang ay sunod naman ako sa kanya [sad to say but it's true]. Madalas kami ang pinagtatambal sa tagisan ng talino at naging magkompetensya narin sa mga exams bagamat mas nakakaangat s'ya sa talino ay nalalamangan ko naman s'ya sa sports dahil adventurous talaga ako noon pa man kaya ako ang binansagang "Sporty" sa aming barkada. Si Ricardo namn ang "Bad Boy" sa ming grupo, madalas s'yang namimikon ng mga kaklase namin lalo na ang mga babae. Madalas s'yang mapagalitan dahil na rin sa kaingayan n'ya [pati na rin ako, hehehe! Maingay din noon!]. Si Eddie Recto ang "Cool Boy". Mabait at masayahin s'ya at higit sa lahat ay palakaibigan at relihiyoso. Napaka-enjoy ng naging samahan nming magbabarkada hanggang sa natapos ang isang taong pag-aaral namin ay nanatili kaming magkakaibigan.

So you want to be a Photograper?

Well, there is no doubt about it,we are in a great age of photography. We have the ability to shoot a photo and instantly know if the photo is overexposed or underexposed. We have the ability to share our photos with people around the world and we have the ability to view our favorite photographers images without leaving our homes. So, who do you want to be like? Chase Jarvis, Joel Grimes, Dave Hill, David duChemin, or Joey L? Or maybe you want to be just like Ash Castro, MJ Cahero, Ian Felix Alquiros? Well hopefully you don’t want to be like any of these photographers. Let me explain.
A few weeks ago I was working on one of my old photographs and I was trying some new stuff. I had just seen an amazing black and white gallery and was trying to add some duotone to my portraits to add even more drama (since my photos don’t have enough drama as it is). Anyway, I spent hours reworking this photo andtrying to get something new and different. And I did! Or at least so I thought. I posted the photo up on my multiply hoping to see what others thought and hopefully add something new to my workflow. Well before long, I got a comment that said something like “This is an amazing photo! This looks exactly like a (name withheld) photo.” To most, I think they would take this as a huge compliment but to me it was just a huge disappointment.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure by now you all know how much I love his works work andhow he’s been a huge inspiration in my photography. But, that doesn’t mean I want to create photos just like him. I want to use the tools I see in his works, combine them with a bunch of other tools and finally finish it off with my own creativity and personality. No matter what you say, there is no way that another like him and I are the same and therefore it’s fine for me to want to create images just like him. I think this should be a lesson for everybody. There is no point to want to be the nextAsh Castro or MJ Cachero. There is simply no room for another ash castro, ian felix alquiros or another MJ cachero. But, there is room for a (insert your name here)”.
The industry may be completely over-saturated withphotographers (how many times have you heard that before?) but that doesn’t mean there isn’t room for one more person who creatively approaches the photography world with a fresh new outlook. The challenge is trying to be independent and different than everyone else but stay true to yourself. I thinkit’s a challenge that all creativesface but it’s just something thatyou have to work through.
Last week, I was talking to a friend about refining your creativity and really becoming a master of your photograph. Everybody has their own style. Some like wide angle lenses, some telephoto, some black and white and some super saturated with color. No matterwhat, you have your style (you just may not know it). The trulyamazing thing is when you take a photo and do certain specific things in an image for apurpose. This is where your creativity really becomes a killer asset.
Step one is really knowing that you have to break your subject down into parts.
Step two is making those actions completely deliberate. Each part of our subject has to be lit in a way that caters to your creativity and thus go together in one cohesive piece in the end. This all goes back to the idea of not just shooting a photo to shoot a photo but shooting a photo and having a reason for it. It’s all about your vision and your creativity.
So, I encourage all of you to nottry to be like any other photographer but to be true to yourself and your creativity. Yes, it’s completely fine to take inspiration from other photographers but that doesn’tmean you copy their images down I combined what I learned at the workshop with my workflow that I was already using in hopes of creating something different. I wouldn’t necessarily say I’ve refined my “look” yet but I’m not sure if we ever do. It’s all about having the most tools possible and being able to call on them when you need them. But, the most important tool that you have is your creativity.So use it! Don’t be a slave to your camera or computer and don’t do something because your camera or computer says it’s good. Be deliberate with your actions! Make sure there isa purpose for each decision youmake as a creative.
I feel that everything we do is a compilation of everything that we have learned. This blogpost in fact is a composite of prior knowledge, we use the same past knowledge and current experiences to contribute to are artwork. I hope this challenges you to findyour own vision and avoid trying to be like someone else. There’s only one you in this world for a reason. Make sure you never forget that!

Poison

Traces of poison

linger in my heart,

deathly near,

forcibly kept at bay.

I can still taste that bitter taste

of hope from being around you

and the painful, disgusting aftertaste of jealousy.

Your scent still lingers in my mind,

I smell it whenever I breathe,

and I feel I'm suffocating on it.

Your eyes are burnt into mine

because the second my eyes shut,

I see them.

Your voice, you laugh, your words

are embedded in my mind,

I can't get them out of my head.

The feeling of your soft hair,

the feeling of my heart breaking

has not been forgotten.

I've gotten rid of my foolish love

from my mind,

but my heart isn't ready to let go.

The poison still hangs dangerously

around my heart,

so disturbingly close

that it's seeping in.

I need my sleep...

Since I've had my dsl connection, I've been burning the wires surfing. I work in the evenings and the only times I'm at home, I surf. I've discovered so many great things on the net. Above all though, I have enjoyed reading and going through blogs... So now that I've started mine, I might lose some more sleep. I have yet to learn how to embed media here and how this thing will work, what to post, etc. But I need my sleep so I will just put it at that for the meantime.
This will be my own little space to document things... my likes, my humor, my orientation, my being.
Let me leave now with this little gif which says a lot about what I don't like -

And If I Go....

And if I go, while you're still here...
Know that I still live on,
Vibrating to a different measure
behind a thin veil you cannot see through.
You will not see me,
so you must have faith.
I wait the time
when we can soar together again,
both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life to the fullest,
And when you need me,
just whisper my name in your heart,
...I will be there.

English Booboo's

These put a smile on my face because, admittedly, I'm a 'shallow' person. I laugh easily. I just want to share these booboos...
"It's not my problem anymore, it's your problem anymore."
"Well well well. Look do we have here!"
"It's a blessing in the sky."
"Take things first at a time."
"First and for all."
"I'm only human nature."
"Time is of the elements."
"The feeling is actual."
"For all intense and purposes."
"Whatever you say so."
"I can't take it anymore of this!"
"Can't you just cut me some slacks?"

The Last Moment

"Life is uncertain" - a life lesson which ma'am Grace Empalmado thought me when I was in College.

No one expect a tragedy would comes in our life any moment. Ang inaakala ko 'non na masasayang sandali ay magiging metsa pala ng kapahamakan. That was 11-07-11, when the Sea Raker sunk with a load of 964 sacks of copras, anda total of 53 tons not including the gross weight of the Cargo Vessel.

That was one of the most unfortunate moment of my life. Isang pangyayari na nagdulot ng isang masklap na ala-ala sa aking buhay habang nasa lansa ako nagtatrabaho. It was 7 o'clock ng umalis kami ng Balangonan after the Clearance and Go Signal of the Coast Guard. Maaliwalas at maliwanag ang ang sikat ng buwan no'n kaya kampanti kami na umalis. Nagkainuman pa ang ilan sa mga kasamahan namin pero okey naman ang lahat ayon sa inaakala namin. Bandang 11 o'clock ay biglang kumulimlim at kumapal ang ulap at nagbahagyang umambon at may kalat kalat na pag-ulan subalit nagpatuloy parin kami ayon na rin sa ang mga ganiting pangyayari ay normal na sa amin at dumaan na rin kami sa mas malalang pagsubok no'n sa aming buhay tulad ng malalaking hampas ng alon at naglalakasang buhos ng ulan. Nang mag alas dose na ay tuluyan ng buhos ang malakas na ulan na nagdulot na kadiliman sa buong paligid at sinamahan pa ng pag-brown-out sa baybayin kung kaya't mas lalo pang nagdulot na pagdilim ng aming kinalalagyan. Ilang beses ding tumaas ang tubig limasin sa aming lansa at mga aberiya ng tiger pump. Minsan lumalampas hanggang tuhod ang limasin kung kaya't mano-mano naman kaming lumimas. Minsan nagpapalitan kami ni kapitan sa pag-aayos ng makina sa ilalim kung kaya't umaayos naman ang takbo ng lansa. Ala una na ng tuluyan kaming nilamon ng dilim at para kami naglalayag sa kawalan at walang kasiguruhan ang aming paglalakbay. Pagod at puyat na ang aming nararamdaman ng mga oras na 'yon pero wala sa isa amin ang nagkatagang "Suko Na Ako" patuloy naming nilabanan ang hamon kalikasan hanggang sa sumapit ang bukang liwayway ngunit di parin namin alam ang saktong lokasyon na aming kinaroroonan. Ng tuluyan ng mag-umaga ay saka pa naming nalaman na nasa mababaw na pala ng parte ng baybayin ang aming sasakyan. Nagimbal at natarnta na kaming paatrasin ang lansa subalit bigla na kaming may narinig na kalabog sa ilalim, 'yon pala ay sumayad na sa buhangin ang aming pala na naging dahilan ng pagkabali ng ehe. Tuluyan na kaming na stranded at unti-unti ng nababara sa baybayin ang sinasakyan nmin. Humingi kami ng tulong sa mga sasakyang pandagat upang hilain kami subalit lubhang napakabigat ng nito at di na kami kya dahilan narin sa tuluyan na talagang sumayad sa buhangin ang aming sasakyan. Di na kinaya na humihila sa amin kung kaya't binitawan na nila ang pisi. Sobrang lakas ang mga hampas ng alon at sunod sunid pa ang mga ito. Ng makaalis na ang lahat ng pasahero ay s'ya ring pagputok ng tatlong sunod sunod na dambuhalang alon at sa isang pikit mata ay nabuwal at tuluyang nasawak ang aming sasakyan. Never akong nag-close prayer no'n pero sa mga oras na 'yon ay tuluyang bumuhos ang mga patak ng luha ko kasabay ng pagbuhos ng malakas na ulan. Hagulgol na ayaw ko namang ipakita sa mga kasama ko ang tanging nagawa ko sa mga iras na 'yon habang pinagmamasdan ang pagkawasak ng Sea Raker.