Halloween Greetings

Borrowed the pumpkin from another blog of mine.
Simply decorate it with something that I can think of first thing first

What those symbols implied may prove to be a vital importance to your total well being
As a matter of fact already changed your views about humanity

Don't you wanna change your flag?

Since it's the Spirit that makes Halloween the merrier for all the kids
And people with the desire to make today a totally fun and fulfilling way
To spread happiness
&
C H E E R S

HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE !

Dream Interpretations

EVERYTHING's BY THE BOOK
EVERYTHING's IN THE BOOK

Not all my dreams and nightmare's in the book. I would have them all compiled and have proper and appropriate dream interpretation. It would be just like Joseph' s dreams and interpretation. Of course totally different from Dr. Sigmund Freud. Note: I haven't read Sigmund Freud's dreams.

Remember the dream of The Egyptian Pharaoh?
Seven fat juicy ears of corn were growing on one stalk. Then seven thin ears of corn grew up. They swallowed the fat juicy corn. The second dream is about seven fat cows. But seven thin cows gobbled them up. Because of this dream the Pharaoh was worried and was unable to sleep that he seek the help of Joseph who at that time was in prison. This is Joseph's interpretation: The dreams meant that Egypt will have seven good years. There will be plenty of food to eat. Then there will be seven bad years . No food will grow.

My own interpretation? It's all just STAIRS. Upstairs and Downstairs. You can use ladders if you want. You can have your TRAIN too. That's why the temple of The Pyramid and Macchu Pichu was built to commemorate the dream. The Ancients keep on staring at what they accomplished they moved on and built another one. This time they keep on staring at the GREAT WALL.

My daughter has another interpretation. It's just TORCHES & TRUMPETS!

Heuristic Stimulation

I was busy taking pictures of dried leaves and pumpkin when my son's about to log in to our computer. I stopped him because I want to download (upload) the pictures first. He almost went ballistic! Oh no! I'm exaggerating. He just kinda mad why I have to keep on blogging and posting photographs here in my blog. He cannot see my goal here. First I am not paid to do this nonsense blogging. If its nonsense why the hell it opens up a link and something is done within the environment and the government. 'Ya know I'm not dumb and not blind to see and sense what others are up to. While some of us are busy typing here several of those lazy people just read our blogs and made them as a representation of their feasibility. "OH good idea." I'll have that in my platform." Blah blah blah and all blah." Presto ! The one who copied are PAID because they work for the government and other agencies. But hey, there's another route and path to that. You can either choose the telescope or magnifying lens. While the rest of the world will be using microscope.

All what we are doing here has been retold and be told along time ago. It's all in the book. Revised or revisions are made. The people who died and turned into carbon were then recycled. We'll be doing our share of the cycle once our time comes. First, how many empty bottles and cans have you collected?

Oh yes I saw your new photograph. I read your blog this morning. That only means you are reading my blog too. Good for you if you are taking a course in Psychology. There's a lot to learn. It's a continuous study of the mind and human behaviour. You mentioned "heuristic" and the government of Canada has already passed a bureaucratic structure early morning that introduced once again the old and new members of the Harper Government (The Conservative Party). PM Stephen Harper has NEW CABINET members for the Parliament. I have seen the same faces from previous cabinetry with the like of : Mr. Tony Clements, Ms. Rona Ambrose, and the same MOD Ministry of Defense Peter McKay . Isn't he a look alike of _________! Ah NVM. NO he is not a look alike of Art Eggleton. He is a twin brother of ..... Ah, maybe not. Hmp! It can't be the fallen guy.

Goodness! You think that's trick or treat? You can either match or mismatch somebody else here in blog world. They've done that heuristic method in Ms. Congeniality. Having Sandra Bullock looked more stunning as an FBI agent instead of being a tomboyish looking gal. Or you can have Mr. Jack Layton looked more dashing as George Clooney. Yes it depends on how your computer works and its a state of the art coupled with computer stimulation programming and technique.

Mind Boggling Corny Genes

This is the second time I had a dream or you may call it nightmares. The first one is totally a nightmare because it shows the demon. A demon-like creature in a dream is a nightmare! Coincidentally or what I don't know. I don't perform exorcism.

If you think I am riding to the popularity of Da Vinci Code you are absolutely mistaken about my sense of purpose why I have written this entry. Ask me why I have to tell you about this? Maybe because some of the dreams are sort of revelations. I wont know. You don't know either. Who knows eh?

I have my own story. My own history. Totally separate from the novel of Mr. Robert Langdon. My real name says it all. My life is not a fiction. It's the truth.

Looking at Canon's famous advertisement quote: " It leaves one difference between YOU and a PROFESSIONAL. They get PAID.

Would that settles everything? Professionals get paid for the work done by amateurs? Uhm, mind boggling.

Here's another quote by Cornell University Graduate named Dr. Barbara McClintock (Geneticist) : "IT MIGHT SEEM UNFAIR, HOWEVER TO REWARD A PERSON FOR HAVING SO MUCH PLEASURE OVER THE YEARS, ASKING THE MAIZE PLANT TO SOLVE SPECIFIC PROBLEMS AND THEN WATCHING ITS RESPONSES."

All the bloggers and blog writers within the internet are like CORN they linked themselves together to one primary topic or depends on what kind of topic either one can shorten it or prolong the process of acquiring the knowledge for as long as they can transfer anything and everything that matters to them on a given period.

CORN as a gene with transposable gene the jumping gene. Yes I do have corny gene. Do you? Or you probably have jumping beans because you are a "has been."

Dream

Yesterday kind of a whirlwind of thought. I was afflicted with dizziness, lightheadedness. Probably a vertigo of some kind. I decided it was best for me to take a rest or take an afternoon nap as I hit my bed and snuggled my blanket continued reading the remaining pages of the Da Vinci Code.

Restless and sleepy. A scene suddenly flashed before me. It was me and my friend classmate Violeta having conversation out in the yard of our house. We did not talk much. She gave me a piece of white paper and bid goodbye at the gate. I saw her waving her hand. As soon as she disappeared from my view here comes Carmen, also a classmate from High school. She also gave me a piece of paper and after the short conversation she also wants to head home. But this time I accompanied her up to the bus station. She was in a hurry because almost all the bus and jeepneys are full of passengers and it's already rush hour. I saw her and the rest of the people waiting and waving at every bus that passed by that road. As soon as I saw her rode in one of the buses heading for a long bumpy ride I decided to walk home. On the way, for some reasons there are only two roads to get home. I don't know why the road has changed all suddenly. The road on the left has a small bridge, a store and it will pass through Luz's home while the road on the right is like a mirage but on top of the hill is the Guadalupe Church.

I have chosen the road on the left because its closer. As when I crossed the bridge, the water on the brook started acting up similar to a geyser. The water is pumping like kind of raging, rushing, cascading murky muddy water. Scared of what I've seen decided to choose another way to tackle the problem . As I opened my eyes, I realized it was just a DREAM.

Visualization

One thing I'm crazy about is collecting stuffed toys or the plush toy animals. I think they are cute and huggable. Oh, my children loves cuddling them too. Each one of them have stuffed toys on their bedside. The biggest stuffy... they used them as pillows. While my sole purpose is for decoration or for photo session. Yeap these plushy animals are great in photographs. Candid on camera.

My sister- in- law used to make them. Yes she has artsy hands when it comes to handicrafts. Very creative just like me and my sister. He he ! Bragging to death.

I'd like to post all the collections of stuffed animals here but maybe next time when I can have the three mascots from the 2010 Olympic Games. I know those mascots: Sumi, Quatchi, and Miga are sooooooooo cute! I want to have them all here.

Sumi is the mythical bird with beautiful colorful costume while Quatchi looks like bearfoot (bigfoot)wearing ear muffs has all brown color costume. Quatchi is a Saquatch and Miga is a seabear but with a panda combination. Miga must be a hybrid. There's another mascot they wanna include as the fourth mascot named Mukmuk. All these mascots are designed for the Olympic Games in 2010 Vancouver. I don't know why Mukmuk was not included in the original mascot. He's got a colorful orange and blue hat or winter cap similar to that South Park kid. Anyway, I should have a collection of them comes December. Ha! Dreaming eh? Yeah you call that daydreaming. When your eyes are open and you are wishing for something that you don't have that's daydreaming. While imagination is similar to hallucination and illusion. That's when you are deceived by optical illusions. Others have those moments when the subject is hungry.

When your eyes are closed and no matter what noise in the environment where you live and staying, when your eyes are closed unconsciously your mind suddenly is wondering and wandering plus having those so called rapid eye movement then without a doubt you are dreaming. See the difference? Dreaming and daydreaming. While walking in your sleep is a somnabulism. And when you are dreaming something that scares you and you were unable to wake up not only it is classified as nightmares but you call it "bangungot." But then if you are wide awake and your eyes kept rolling and suddenly you are drooling that's what is termed as convulsion.

Why the topic suddenly have a detour? The computer screen when it's too bright and there so much light can affect your iris and retina. Thereby the focus or your vision is affected. Now you wonder why too many are having mindblindness?

Street Smarts

Whenever Marge and I had the spare time we usually stopped by at Baclaran Church for the Wednesday novena. If Marge not available it's me and C or Maricel. I don't go out alone. I always have chaperone. After the novena, we'll proceed to the hundreds of mini stalls located outside the church. Lovely dress, pants ( brand name or fake which seems to be the real ones because they also look original with just minor faulty stitches that didn't pass the QC or quality control). There are different shirts in assortment of colors and prints. Ready made curtains and upholstery coverings were hanging on the walls of their stalls. There are blankets, mosquito nets, showstopper, chinawares, porcelaines, jugs and jars, ceramic, plastic wares, cutleries made from stainless steel and silver polished wares. Lots of goods made and or imported from Japan, Korea, Indonesia, Malaysia, and where else? Of course from China. Lots of colorful batik clothing and fabric which remains to be my favorite when it comes to textile.

The only good thing while shopping on this open market is you don't have to pay tax. You can even ask for discount at reasonably price. Buyer is almost always right.

In one particular incident while busy browsing that area is something That I wont ever forget. Old people used to warn us that we should be aware of the open market because you might encounter some vendors full of trickery. Those savvy merchants. It is a buyer's beware though. So it's good to be alert and wise. While walking through that area in between those alleys where foot traffic is rampant. Bumped to bumped as in figuratively speaking. people going in and people coming out. There should be a traffic light there. He he he. Yes with thousands of buyers and sellers it is a very hectic, very busy street.

I know we've been forewarned on that area. Beware of snatchers. Beware of pickpockets. So my companion and I holding on our shoulder bags snuggled our bags like a baby. Nervously threading and wading through that narrow path staring at those beautiful beads and suddenly someone just pinned a medallion on my left side of my chest. It was a girl selling religious medal, a baby Jesus and she wants me to buy the relic. I can't say no because it was pinned already on my shirt. Hurriedly paid her and we moved quickly to another stall. There are older people selling plastic shopping bags, necklace made of seashells, plastic hangers, woven hats, peanuts, and a lot more trying to sell us on our way to the place where supposed to go. Then realizing we are being followed by noisy chauvinistic boys laughing gregariously. We heard one of the boys said," ALE, ALE YUNG WALLET MO NALAGLAG!" (Miss, miss your wallet fell on the ground).
Though nervous and frightened we both looked at them and looked at the ground if they are telling the truth.

"AY MALETA PALA ANG LAMAN NG WALLET MO!" (Ooppss, it's luggage inside the wallet) and those nasty boys fled and exit the left side of the road still laughing out loud.

Can't help chuckled. Those nasty beastie boys should be reprimanded. I should sue them.

Something is wrong with my computer. It's acting very very weird. All the pictures that were missing in my photo documents are back in my computer. Not only that, also the pictures I have deleted from long time ago are back in my folder. Uhm, what's goin' on here? Too bizarre for my comfort. Whose who using my computer? Only members of my family. Or my computer is being hacked? For what ?

Oh by the way, a manipulative bug has invaded my computer. I'm using a different machine this time. To those hackers whose got no conscience at all may your computer and your network shut down for good.


In one of the pictures that were salvaged from the folder was a copy of TIME magazine. It's nice to know what happened in the year that was. You know the economic slump. Is that what's happening now? Not that I know of because you know what's with conspiracy theory? So I'd better stay with my own story NOT their story. They can have their own version and maybe it will uplift the country's economy.

BUT let me tell you this. I hate bugs. I hate virus! I 'm not that rich to have my computer fix because you keep bugging my computer because of jealousy. Don't 'ya get it? The reason why we have blogs are for you people to spill the beans. You can rant all day and night if you want. Anything that you want out in your airheads. Write it down. Jot it down, up and down for every one to read. Air your grievances. However NEVER send any virus in my computer or else...

The Air Within

I cannot stand staring at the computer screen anymore. Not for too long. You betcha the screen has its adverse reaction. Just like medicine it's not good for my eye sight. It has a detrimental effect almost like a powerful hypnotism technique.

Staring at the computer while reading news or blogs made me took a nap while seated on my chair. ZZZzzzzzzzz! It was like being in a hammock having to listen to musicians playing their harps. That's the kind of feeling. A torment, a lamentation, an ordeal.

Realizing what HARP is and its origin will renew your vocabulary. (Yawns in the middle of typing) (Yawn again and again)

Harp had its origin from the Biblical times. It was used by the band of David. It was used by the crusaders to invade the Holy Land. It has magical power. It can make you fall asleep. Harp was also seen at the gates of the tomb of the Pharaoh. The Pharaoh Rameses III had two harps on its sides of the royal tomb. What's that sign about? Lullaby? It means "Sleep in heavenly peace!"

Here comes the long slumber.
Here comes hibernation.
As the colors of the leaves begins to fall
One by one
Here comes the cold season
Are you ready
To bear it all?

Yawns again.
One of those days when
Carbon monoxide fills the air ?
Did you check your vent?
Check the air if you please.

Thanksgiving last Monday. Lots of food on the table. Extra food in the fridge. Five different flavor of Breyers ice cream for dessert: Black cherry, chocolate mint, vanilla, orange creamsicle, biscuits.

It was a wonderful celebration of a simple family thanksgiving. Nothing fancy really. Too bad we're not able to watch the hockey game this time. It was pay per view. But that's okay. We watched the old movie of Amanda Bynes who impersonated her brother Sebastian just to get in to the Soccer Team. Funny movie.

Nothing much to say or write at this point of time. I should have closed this blog. But I have this peculiar return to my blog whenever there is an "unfinished business."

But first I am not a red person. I mean don't have that particular liking to anything red other than that is the color of the heart for Valentine. Or the color of the rose. Red is not my favorite color.

Realizing the nail polish that I bought recently is a loud screaming color I decide it is my best interest to change the color to A308 Powerhouse. A natural lasting finish with enamel. I know it sounds shallow but hey not your business anyway.

Oh, if you'll ask me the result of the Canadian Federal Election the winner of course is Mr PM Stephen Harper. I should have warned you people that there's no need to have that election proceedings. However, a government and a nation still believes in the power of democracy.

Yes! Canada is a democratic country. But why on Earth not the NDP=National DEMOCRATIC Party who should lead? Good question eh?

I think the PM Stephen Harper has the Universal Vortex that's why and it's you and for you to DISCOVER. Don't worry Mr. Trudeau will be leading a different democracy that will lead Canadians to the 22nd Century.

It was my 17th Wedding Anniversary last Sunday. It is also the Wedding Anniversary of my In-Laws. Such a beautiful amazing date > October 5. What's with number 5?

The number 5
V in Romans
E in the English Alphabet
E is V

My husband L and I are blessed with three beautiful, charming and smart kids. They are real smart because I am their Mother. Chuckled to death.

Okay enough of my emotional dramatic skit.

It was before the millennium when my kid's teacher Mrs. L.N. asked me that I should write books for children. I can't help but smile. Is she kidding me? Maybe not because she was seriously pointing out the drawing, comic strip that I made for my son back in his Elementary Years. Actually I helped him made it. Who will help him with homework at home but me. Well, my husband also helped when it comes to Mathematics. You know how much is having a tutor for kids? Tell me how much you pay for your kid's tutorial in a month?

Hmm, thinking I don't have a knack for catchy vocabularies. Unless of course if I'm inspired. I mean I just write because I love writing without pressures of writing for an audience or readers. It's been paper and pens for me since I was born. The grip for writing. Penchant for obscure writing and scribbling. A therapy, a reliever to release inner thoughts within. It helps one way or another to self-fulfilling wishes and dreams as much as prophecy.

To happiness, and to good health
To my endeavour
To my scriptwriting
To my soliloquy and beyond.

The Right To Own A Property

After reading about Editorial Anonymous entry on about "Intellectual Property." I decided it's best to show case copies of my Blogs, already been xeroxed and printed for my personal revision and photocopying. How much bottles of INK and how much bond papers I used is enough for my husband to freak out.

Printing cost too much money. How the publisher of books can manage a publishing company is mind boggling and selling a hardbound book with too many writers and copy writers, illustrators and contributors who helped organized just one book will of course lead you to think is there profit or do you get profit in selling books when the price of ink is rocket sky-high?

Unless of course the publisher is only using paper made from sugarcane and ink from the juice taken from grounded coffee beans.

Didn't I hear Stephen King having new novels in the net instead of him publishing them for pocket books and have those novels posted in his website thereby it's his customer-readers are the ones printing their copies. Uhm such a good idea. He is probably been paid by the INK company. Since the customers are the ones buying the ink not him. Well I heard it's a rumor tell me if its the truth

In my opinion who will steal my intellectual property? Almost everything here is the TRUTH. If it's the way? I'm not sure. I'm still inside the tunnel. Hehe!

Testing The Tester

It was past 2:30 pm, hot and sunny. We're all perspiring , fanning ourselves with handmade fan because the ceiling fan cannot satisfy the whole class with fresh cool air. Not only that. We're in agony listening to our professor in Political Science when he will finish with his lecture because we're supposed to be dismissed at 2:30 but he still continued to have oral recitation at his own wit. More than an hour of lending our ears on how he discussed the political maneuvering and political turn over in times of political crisis. He kept on going with his random rants unaware of the time and our pain sitting on those hardwood chairs. What can we do? The man, our professor is also a politician, and a lawyer and also a part time judge.

After the lecture, I and 49 of my classmates hurriedly almost leaping like frogs wanting to jump and zoom out from that Poli-Sci room. Well, my next subject: Humanities already starts at 2:30 PM and still I was in that class that time. So from the 2nd floor Accounts Department I was running downstairs to get through the hundreds of student also running and walking fast to the next building. I passed the Science Building, moving unto this long line of students waiting for their turn to get in to their room. While I heard some students rushing out, frightened about a certain "sound""goofy sound" that they heard from the Speech Lab. "Ghost!"" There's a ghost inside the Speech Laboratory room," one student was screaming." Hmp. I wont even bother stopping in that hallway to investigate on that BS. I'm already late for the next subject.

So from that building, still running-walking to get in through the Eco building which is at the 4th floor bridging (archway) to the next building for the Engineering and Architecture students. I looked at the queue of students gathered at the lobby wanting to get their ride at the elevator with a capacity to load at least 10 -12 people only. There's no way I can fit in to that by the time I have my chance to that elevator knowing there are about 60 students waiting in line my one hour is gone . So I have to get in through the one and only stairs. Going up is easy by running upstairs but the fact that there are hundreds of rushing students going downstairs is such a pain. Sheyt. No choice but have the strength to move forward. You know the feeling right? You know what kind of situation I'm up to. It's like going up to a cascading water. It was like a stampede

Just as when I get in to the 4th floor. The door was closed but not locked. I opened the door and get in fast to my seat, got my pen, and one sheet of pad paper for the test and listened to the instruction. To my surprise they're already in number #5. I can't help stare at my professor wishing she could repeat the first 1-4 . But I think she cannot receive my telepathy . She stared at me and frowned. My classmates reacted a bit like looked at me with chauvinistic grin. Sheyt! Is it my fault I'm late? Thank God the quizz was only up to 10. Our test papers were checked that day. I was upset. I always study. I'm always prepared so why this is happening to me? My seatmate just said, "It's okay!," with a smile on her face." Pero sayang, as she nudged me saying... "You have perfect scores in most of our test in Humanities except this one." Yeah too bad, that was our last test for that subject because of that stupid Political Science.

Beefy Kind Of Way

Are you a GAMBIT? Or perhaps a MAVERICK?

GAMBIT - always reflect a move from a well informed tactical practitioner of the world's oldest game CHESS. It can also be analyzed as an act of tripping somebody risking a player to gain an advantage in position. A chess game when the player opens up with an intro that will lead the maverick to gain or topple opponents in a game. A virtuoso. A gambit who would like to win a win-win situation no matter what.

MAVERICK - A person who is independent. A risker, a gamer. A versatile kind of guy who would go his on way without necessarily asking the other way around, or separate himself from the party. The cat is just like that. The cat usually hunts alone. Maverick is being a veteran, a pioneer who hasn't brand his calves yet. A cowboy.

A gambit a maverick but hey where's the BEEF?

Come on people, I'm just a CHameleon!