Thoughts and Non Thoughts

When does perception become reality? When do clouds become a tiger ?

Fifteen years ago Boracay had no electricity, no running water. The best accommodation was in native cottages. It was a fishing village and the locals outnumbered the guests. A tropical island getaway. There was sun, white powdery sand, and fun at night meant singing with a guitar around a bonfire. There was tranquility. Paradise. Things have changed in paradise. Your cellphone works and there’s WiFi. The crowd is thick and there’s a lot more fun. Paradise is getting harder to keep but it is still a beautiful place. The sun and sand are the same. And if you look hard enough you can still find solitude. Here's a take on Boracay, Zen and the Art of Paradise Maintenance . And Paradise Revisited .

You will never know what it’s like To look at a newborn baby’s face And know inside she is yours Unless you’re a mother To nurse a baby to sleep and sit still Cause that will make everything right in the world You won’t know how it is Unless you’re a mother To be proud of your child’s first dance Of your child’s first poem Of your child’s first crush Unless you’re a mother How you are ready to take on All the evil people in the world Specially the other child who fought with your child Unless you’re a mother To weep with quiet tears When your child takes the wrong road You will never know the deepness of this sorrow Unless you’re a mother To fill the void When your child goes away To dance in the bigger world No one worries like a mother And you will not know what it’s like When your child becomes a mother And thanks you for showing her how Unless you are a mother

Sun rises early Hot day silently breaks though A helpless curtain

A couple of nights ago, some friends and I enjoyed an evening of singing our hearts out at Red Box Karaoke in Makati. Very nice place. Here's an article on some wholesome karaoke places to enjoy in the metro.