Sometimes it makes me wonder where UK really is. UK can't be Canada eh? Italy couldn't be here in Canada either. Most of all L.A. is not Canada. But what on earth when I saw these bloggers (take note not only one blogger but bloggers) who's been blogging here in the blogworld for sometime and suddenly been seen here actually residents of Canada. Take note of that again, not vacationista, not a tourist but citizen of Canada. How that happened? I told myself maybe I should post in my blog that I am actually at the Vatican tracing the "walks" of Galileo Galilee or walking along the pathways where Leonardo Da Vinci as he worked on his famous masterpieces. Climb the tower of Pisa and move it towards the left side and balance it's structure straight upward heaven.

Homhum hum conundrum. What have I eaten my dear dumplings? My regular bowel movement is better than before thanks to the many fruit berries I'm eating. Blueberries, strawberries, raspberries and blacberries sprinkled with sweet refined sugar, wow! A hot cup of java on the side and my dessert is complete. Oh not to mention the hot soup of gingered flavored fresh mussels with the right spices is superbly enticing. Now I can go get a pleasant goodnight sleep provided that I wont watch scary movies anymore. There were late night movies that's frightening me a bit lately, two of them is Carrie the movie of Sissy Spacek and The Rite movie of Anthony Hopkins. I will resort myself to just watch not so frightening movies or TV show. So I did watch NCIS last night about a scientist-researcher who was accidentally killed on the road and the authority, NCIS agents found that her body (skin) is filled with handwritten chemical formula. That she was actually being poisoned. Hmm, I have a story regarding such kind of anomaly. It seems so real on my part that the kind of food that we are eating actually have toxins. That if you will look at the many ingredients of the food that we buy in the supermarket have ingredients that we should not allow ourselves to take. Not for human consumption but we as consumers don't really mind the "small or tiny warning labels." For us if its in the supermarket and if anybody can eat that kind of food then it is "edible." The harmful effect is there but we are not alarmed on such effect until when it's too late. We're in the generation that we put our trust so much on the kind of "food" being sold out there without proper QC ( quality control). Think of you and I have something to eat and others have no food to eat or nothing at all as they starve and eat dust or drink filthy water. While all of us here drink carbonated drinks and chemically induced food, drinks and other edible commodity because others have them to please their cravings.

What You Need To Know

I have very important story to narrate today however there are so many reasons why I should not reveal them to you. First the reason is crucial. Too many anomalies and too many are involved in this conspiracy. Second it could be a test of trial and error. Third: I don't trust any one of "them".

What I have to tell each one of you to OPEN YOUR EYES wider, sharper, be a visionary and be vigilant and most of all have extra sense of perception, use your five senses when you are inside the department store, malls, any buildings, most especially at the airport make sure you guard you luggages and bags and your documents. As much as possible hug your bags and make sure your documents are not replaced by people with "sleek fast hands" of too many "magicians.

"Face recognition?" You also have to be able to recognize the many faces around you. Make sure your family, friends and the people around your surroundings are the same people whom you thought who that person is not somebody else pretending and impersonating. Recognize the members of the Parliament, know the many faces of the government officials, make sure they use their real names and make sure they don't wear masks.

Know your doctors and nurses, know the people who work at the hospitals, watch for many people coming in and going inside the hospitals. If you have to be examined in the hospital make sure you have a member of your family with you. Don't go alone. Don't let a volunteer take your blood and urine sample. When you are diagnosed with deadly disease or cancer make sure you have second and third opinion so that you wont undergo chemo therapy which is the last resort. Ask for a nurse with her name plate written on her uniform when test are being initiated. Inform the authority if there is intimidation. Be watchful esp. when there are no security guards in places when there are not much of security.

 Recognize your classmates, their face and their voice most esp. your teachers. Make sure your teachers are the same "teacher" you see everyday in the classroom or you don't care who comes in and enter your room at school? If there are bullies in your school and bullying is rampant and obvious don't be a part of such system. Make sure you protect the innocent for you'll never know you'll need help one of these days.

The long version of this story and news is 500 pages. Consider this sort of a GIST.

You think it's COINCIDENCE that I had my concentration here for the whole day blogging at Google and at the end of the day...finally there are activities for my kids at school waiting to happen. While when I have my concentration at Facebook activity of others set to be more evidently on focus. Coincidence or not better rely on Google page because this is where I had my first start. Loyalty as its best! Do you read me? Think of it as FUNding. Finding where the gap is.

At The Right Time. At The Right Moment When...

Since Facebook always ask this one question " What's in your mind?" when all the while I have this CONSCIOUS MIND coupled with the UNCONSCIOUS from time to time maybe it's better to concentrate here now and forever. Why not? This is the CENTER of everything that first to deliver order of the day.

So, may I continue to  have my revelations again. I first thought I was the only one with the loud mouth in the blogworld but hey I am not alone. There are two old women Margaret and Helen (you know them?) those women are so loud. I can't believe there could be women who are awfully so loud and louder than anybody else on earth without the use of microphone or megaphone. I admire their courage, vitality and strong conviction against politicians. They are the so called un-afraid to tackle political issues. The way they crucify Sarah P. is mind boggling as if they are mad haters. As if they've been maliciously been injured by Sarah. I wonder ...I wonder.  I am a neophyte when it comes to  "hitting the target."Not that I 'm a sniper nor an archer. Am I?  I mean I am so kind compared to those women who are instigators of nothing perfect. Nobody's perfect except Ellen D. the lesbian, the actress, the comedian, host of a TV show (that's what she said). Now let me have a controversial question. Is Ellen D. the biological mother of Justin Bieber? Ah, just asking. Aren't they look-alikes? Justin can't be cunning huh. Oh my what an intrigue to go with this "plot" of having them both in one movie and see what happened after. Since they are popular with the younger generation of today don't you think they deserve to have a movie? A Hunger Game story movie type for them is a big NO. So what could be the best fitting kind of film for Ellen and Justin? Something like the surrogate mother meeting unexpectedly her real child or just like the Jerry B's type of survival and or Amazing Race genre. Uhm I don't think fans of JB will like such movie. What about a Prom horror film designed for the fans to scream? Ngek! Or Justin Bieber as peace keeper in another country or another planet. You know just like the Star Trek kind of  story. Or maybe, a sequel to the Artificial Intelligence. There are too many available scripts out there. I have few novelettes which could be right-fitting to those two showbiz personalities. While Cracker Jack Lobster is "right fit" character portrayal for Prince William and my teens. That's if you have read my net novela.

Okay tell me, accuse me > I am a dreamer! Of course I AM A DREAMER!! I have dreamt of Alaska, British Columbia and California being ONE COUNTRY. Could that be possible? Nothing is impossible with me. Years will pass, time will pass, we all gonna pass away and my dreams will live on.

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Something to think about.

Another blogger had this to say in her blog, bakit daw ang bait ko gayung ako na ang ninakawan. Oo nga ano? Bakit nga ba? Mabait nga ba ako? Or mapang-imbestiga lang ako. Seriously sana makonsensya ang mga magna na yun kung sino man sila. Pero, you know what? Mas mabait ang asawa ko. Hindi nya masingil yung may mga utang sa kanya. That I cannot understand. He gave all the receipts with all the $$$$ that the "guy" needs to pay. Isa pang hindi ko maintindihan ay kung bakit kung sino pa yung mayaman ang mahirap singilin. Wala bang mga cuarta ang mga ito? Kunyari ba silang mayaman? Or mayaman ang bank hindi sila. Kataka-taka di ba? That guy who asked so much favor, asked so much work that my husband needs to do. He could have hire somebody but because the service fee is way up high in another company he wants my husband to do that work and many works for his rental places. Contractual or not he did the service, he gave the receipts, he needs to pay for the service. It's more than a year he hasn't pay yet. What could be the reason? I don't think he is suffering an alzheimer's at a very young age. Then the guy phoned and emailed us that we should not or he should not be around his rental property? Really? Dude you haven't pay or return our security deposit. You haven't return or pay the service which is WORK done on your "homes." We have to keep reminding you that, time and time again. That guy is so weird I think. OMG! Who I need to call? Arbitrator? Lawyer? Police or the Army?

I remember wayback in FB when the police has a problem to stop a ramble my Mother used to call the military police and in just minutes the MPs arrives in motorbikes. That's quick and in a flash eh? Yeah parang mga supermen. Ganun duon sa amin. Dito? Uhm, ewan. Si Ewan na lang tawagin ko, ahahahahah! Ewan ko ba kung bakit he set himself on fire at the Vatican.

The Cat Has Nine Lives?

IT turned out I am not the only one having problem with blogs. Not only the competition is very stiff and tough here there are other problems such as thieves. One blogger from BH called them domain thief. Why so many blunders now in the blogging community? We don't have this kind of extreme anomaly before. What's causing this BS? It's becoming stressful already not to mention bloggers who are also feeling the dreadful competition by having their blood check due to high-rising blood pressure or maybe heat stroke or something? The sick becomes sicker and those who cannot follow the high speed chasing who (?) end up at the ER of the hospitals. One blogger that I used to frequently visit,  no longer has her daily blogging or rants every six hours for she succumbed into her own "dominion" sleeping most of the time due to the severity of her ailment. She had cancer and suffering also from diabetes. Imagine two  of the most fatal ailments that need introspection. Cancer the very dreadful rude awakening type of malignant death defying ordeal whether you'll end up dead or you'll have second chance to survive depends on malignancy hopefully benign tumor. Then you know that somehow even if it's a benign tumor still is your body has that so called "sleeper cells." Worse than having cancer is having diabetes and if its not controlled properly how your cells and tissues heal? That's totally impossible to live. How sickening to hear such gruesome ailment? It's almost like death sentence to some people who for no apparent reason have to suffer more than what life's suffering could take. And when somebody is suffering you and me as a human being cannot help but be worried, full of anxiety and even if we don't know that person still is we cannot just stand by doing nothing. Since I don't really know her personally I can only offer my solemn prayers that she will pass all the trials and tribulation and may God bless her (the cat)  and may God take care of you. May you have nine lives just like the cat you always portray in your blog.

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May 24, 2012

24  24  24  24  24  24 Brought to you by the Number  24

Waiting for the giant beans to grow and yield takes time. Maybe two months from now for the harvest time season and while I wait for them to grow I have to do something else:

1. Housecleaning first and foremost. I cannot concentrate when the house is not clean and in order.

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2. Took photographs of the living room, bedrooms, kitchen, bathrooms, windows, doors, hallwayss, wall and light fixtures including the ceiling. For what eh? The house is for sale! Yes dude we're to move again away from this house. I first thought this house is surely big enough for us but since the breadwinner keeps buying lots of tools for his work, the garage is never big enough and my kids growing and their tools and needs are expanding also so the acceleration rate has doubled.

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3. Now that I had done what needs to be done in order of the first and second the third that comes to mind is the daily needs and of course the family meal. I have to think early morning of what to cook for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I usually prepare big meal only at supper time. The twins go to school with their snacks and lunch prepared by me. The other one hate sandwich and from then on had a separate favor different from his siblings. Spoiled? Not really. It's just that bored about having the same kind of flavored sandwich. But with much gusto he wants something that you have to cook in microwave and that's awful right? I don't think the school offers such kind of service for the students unless if you bought the bowl of chilis or bowl of soup and special viand at their school cafeteria.

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Truth is when I went to school I was only having enough money for softdrink (one pop), two pcs. of candies and one banana cue. Sometimes I will buy fishballs on the way home. Friends and classmates do the same way. What I eat they too have to eat the same thing. Dunno why. Besides, on the way home closer to our home is a bakery where I usually bought my favorite buco pie and "tenga ng daga bread." It's with a purple colored streak bread looks like a blueberry cheesecake. I don't really want to have snacks at school. I hate the kind of washrooms they have over there. Yuck! Awful! It makes me vomit every time I go inside. In all my years of HS I only entered that washroom once. Either I went to my classmate's house who lives closer to the school and use their washroom instead. Just twice it happened as I remember. Many years ago. My classmates the same in how we control our bladder. Sure thing is when you're young bladder control is evidently stronger but when you're old and over the hill leakaage is frequent than usual. Most especially for those women who's been pregnant. What more if the woman had twins or triplets? How did these happened? Well dudette when you are to bear over five to ten pound baby the weight of rearing the baby inside your womb, and the kicking and movements of that precious baby keep pushing your bladder and leakage follows. That's one cause, other causes? Ask your doctor. It could be sign of weak bladder, cyst in the ovary, gall stone, infection or you are drinking too much. From another doctor's point of view? When you are overweight bladder control is evidently weak. Well it's also a sign of aging. Hohum, don't assume it's cancer although when you talk about cancer people become sympathetic to you and the cause as if it feels like they too have it. They too want to join the pinky pink! Pepto bismol, pepto bizmall.

The Organ Giant Bean Seeds

The seeds from last year's harvest the precious seeds of the organ giant beans. I dried them and kept them for sometime and then now ready for planting at the garden. Husband planted them this morning. How big these beans are? The biggest can grow up to 12" long and as thick as 3" to 4" in diameter. So hoping that those seeds will yield a longer, thicker and healthier bean plants.

Next is a very interesting plan but hold your "horsees" first don't be so imaptient and too nosey okay?

Also would like to comment on Mansbridge inquiry about " do we need to trust the china? or China? Well China is the cradle of civilization. China delivers all the good stuff such as paper money, ink, wheel of trade and commerce, pots and pans, metal sianse, spatula, bowls and glass, quartz, pan, pancit noodles or chowmein > chinese food, knives and arrows. Their java men and Peking men has brought dramatic change in the Bronze age, the metals so precious of gold, silver and jade. China produced so much fireworks and being used most of the time in big spectacular way > Independence Day, Victoria Day, Canada Day, Philippine Independence Day and other huge festivals around the world. Look at your China cabinet isn't it filled with your expensive costly wares of chinawares and cutleries, spoons and forks, sterling silver and crystal wares. The great good stuff the very expensive most valuable stuff belongs to your china cabinet and you may wonder why.

Why, why, whyyy delilah? Solomon mines here to stay, blah, blah, blah and more blahs coming soon.

Like It Never Happened To You Eh?

This could be ugly! Why not? You think writers are capable only of providing beautiful, lovely so amazing view of a life beyond imagination? The fantasy life of good, the best and the wonderful? Think again... Know what? I have this feeling uncomfortable for the past few days and It's really a bothersome on my part in the world of blogworld. I was unable to concentrate due to many reasons. I don't care about the many professional writers because they have to compete with the professionals not with the neophytes. If you know what I mean? But this you don't know for sure that the professional writers get jealous with the new group of writers who are Ebook phenomenon. Ha! I don't care about them. They don't inspire me one bit. As if --now I'm being egoistic and uncaring and most of all too proud for comfort eh? Well my own way is I am fearless without inhibitions when it comes to blogging. That's right I don't have sleepless nights when it comes for some group of writers criticizing my way of writing. My method is always different from them no matter what. That's why I AM ALL ALONE BY MYSELF when it comes to this kind of trick-writing.Clutch-writing whatever you may want to call it. One of a kind. Now if you are anxious about what bothers me lately? Uhm, not about writing or blogging but...but...constipation!!!!!! Yeah that simple word " CONSTIPATION." While other people are having so much time doing it or moving their bowels almost every day, others have their bowel movement 3 to 4x everyday. Then of course few people have their movements every hour on the hour and you know right there they are suffering from diarrhea. So my constipation is a bit painful. Trying to move my bowel in a natural way or else I would have to take pills to have it done smoothly. I should have bowls of cherries, eat lots of fruits and avoid food that's keeping me bloated and uncomfortably fat. It must be the cholesterol attached to my arteries and the bowel movement seems to be a pain. Right on I have to make a saucer or bowl filled with fruit cocktail and chill the fruit salad in the GE fridge and that's my dessert for the rest of the week.

Accept that I AM SMARTER THAN YOU and you all have to read and re-read and copy from me!

MOTHER BOARD. Mother is bored!

I was in the mood for picture-taking. The right mood at the right time. So I grabbed my Canon digital camera and starts having photoshoot. It's hard to take pictures by myself. My daughter's not really in the mood to take pic of me because she's too busy with her video games and watching her fave. show on television. So the usual stuff using the mirror to have my true reflection and my digital camera and ready 1 2 3 ... there you go my face that's my true real face right there. My eveidence that it's me nobody else. Wht this kind of fuzz? When I was young I seldom join picture-taking because of some mysterious reason unknown to me after the photo-shoot and here comes the result of the shots, it's not really me the one on the picture. I know that I was there on that time and in that group of people but whenever I see the face on the photogragh there's a big mistake on part of the photographer or just that somebody keep messing up my pictures? But why? I usually looked at the mirror first to see if that's the result of the test shot. But to make sure that's IT's ME better to use the mirror. Lots of silver in it. Then on webcam, there's no denying the fact that if you face the webcam it's you the person being pictured on it nobody else. You can see yourself moving. It's you there , your face in front of that moving or in motion web camera. Then click the button for the shot and presto instantly what you are seeing is the same person in a picture nobody else. Exactly as you want it and exactly without a doubt that there's no evidence whatsoever that you deserve the photograpgh cause it was you yourself who is taking the picture and it's you there all along.And that's what I AM doing. No doubt! However, something's weird with my webcam these past few days. My webcam has this frame freeze to a pink notepad looks like stationary with dainty flowers and when I changed it to another frame I first thought it will have captured my face for photo ops apps yet no something very wrong. What the hell happened? Is there another user using my computer? Is that's what's happening to wireless network notebook that what's goin' on can be recorded in another computer? Sound bizarre right? So I tried again, my face front of the computer web camera nothing's being seen except that of the sky with clouds. that's it. That's my face right now!!! Shocking! How awful that is. So allow me to post my latest photo instead taken from the mirror satellite . Maybe next time I'll be a Russian cosmonaut instead of a NASA astronaut apprentice. He he.

Ooppss---no not that one! But that's what happened. That's the appearance of my shot. So back to my anti-virus and anti-spyware and they found out there was a problem. Detected problem # 24 and #24 resolved. So here is my mirror photoshot instead and my old pic from May of 2012.

TIME TO END MY BLOG here. SEE you in another blog of mine. Have a nice day and HAPPY MOTHER's DAY to all Mothers in the world!

Where Is The True Real MOTHERland?

Where is Motherland? To the Jews, Motherland is where Jesus Christ was born. That's according to the Holy Bible according to the Book of Genesis. Then there was World History stating the Motherland is China because it's the cradle of civilization. Which is which? Now let us look at this map, will 'ya. ------------- E = Egypt V= I = Israel J = Jordan -------------- Oh my God! Isn't that's my name initials? Now that's funny! I know I have to laugh at myself and what's happening on this planet earth. I wonder if there is another life giving Earth somewhere outside the galaxy. Photo credits: National Geographic. This one of a kind amazing magazine keep me in contact with reality. No boring moment for the meantime that I'm busy reading volumes of NG for the whole day.

BLOGGING is really an expensive way to outline endeavour to the literary world of the Writer's Community Association. Being a writer or blogger in today's world will need the following requirements: 1. Computer, laptop or notebook 2. Office supplies: pens, ink, eraser, whiteout, scotch tape, bond paper, pad paper, stapler, etc. 3. Planner book or agenda notebook 4. Digital Camera and web camera and 16 to 32 GB memory card 5. Alkaline batteries for digital camera 6. 1 TB USB External hard drive 7. Notepads 8. Calendar 9. Book of MILLION IDEAS 10. Gazillion bytes of Photographic memory > BRAIN CREATIVITY is always the best requirement in writing and blogging. You may be complete with all the requirements, all the materials needed in the blogging community but you are not creative and you don't have the necessary skills to make things happen. It is your idea and your input and output the overall ability and capability to write and persuade that what you are writing makes so much sense and therefore being passed against all odds and whether they've been judged by critic but what matters in the end is the way you have awaken others about your own skills and tackle the tasks and obstacles within the time limit and how you made them feel no matter what the weather is. You have provided happiness and impressed even your own critic. However if your critic are more than into criticizing you and has rejected you more often than not then it's their problem not yours. You're here in the blogging community on your own with the same determination and enthusiasm. It's about you not theirs that matter. Learn to love yourself and your work. It's only a case of jealousy then when you are over criticize for nothing and that you can laugh at them for making their life miserable. Keep on writing and keep on smiling. Remember blogging and writing comes with a heart and a brain. The passion and desire to write whatever subject comes to mind is always welcome especially when the idea is ORIGINAL and of the TRUTH. Never ever fear about writing and blogging LOVE IT the way you love your life. It's more than life itself that you are writing for the sake of happiness. It is a great therapy and the source of intelligence. What can you ask for?

Z I P P E R s

ZIPPER? That's what I need to continue with my sewing project. As usual I've been very busy sewing yesterday. From making those terno: white blouse with white square pants then I was able to make a nice pair of shorts and then had an alteration of a blouse, white satin fabric with ruffles on its neckline.Finished three travelling bags using durable grey fabric.I don't really know what kind of textile this grey is but I know it's one of the most durable material ever. I broke two sewing machine needles because of its tough woven material that makes me grunt each time the sewing machine's thread got entangled giving a towelette stitches at the bottom of the fabric and noticed inside the bobbin are also entangled threads knotted together.When this hard to rule situation happened it makes me feel I have to stop what I'm doing and proceed to a task other than that. Read books, or read magazines perhaps. Just to relax.But I really have to do what I already started. So what I need is zipper. I need sets of zipper, the tough durable ones for durable material. You probably know how much is the price tag of zipper nowadays...in Canada! Shocking!!!! Just a 6" size (length) zipper is costly.The ordinary brand name zipper is worth $1.00 +tax. In the pricey store it's worth double.What I need are sizes: 20" (51 cms), 22" (56 cms) , 26" (66 cms) and maybe another 26" (66 cms) zipper. That's if I can find those sizes. Uhm good numbers for lotto eh? Ha ha ha!

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Quesa kunsumihin ko ang sarili ko sa mga nightmares and dreams I'll let the dreamers, psychologists, the spiritualists to deal with sixth sense. I know my dreams and nightmares seemed to be just like that old movie of Bruce Willis. I have to keep myself busy with some other things. Just like the old days being normally busy with my sewing machine. I have personal project that need to have my focus not the hocus pocus eh. If that's the case then I could just have magical way to finish such thing in a blink of an eye. Ha!!! As if it's true. I am not a magician nor an illusionist like David Copperfield or the mind freak guy I am absolutely a different being...I am an alien alienated by humanity. Hahahhaha. Drama! Comedy? Maybe next time. It's too early for me to do the comedy stunts and life's gags. So I was busy with my sewing and within hours I was able to make a terno of white square pants and white blouse, summer outfit. Simple terno of pure 100% cotton. Smooth, soft, texture kind of fabric, a fabric that is obviously great for pillow cases and linen bedsheet because of its perfect thread count. The fabric that I like not the polyester of course. Cotton is absolutely the best fabric recommended for clothing during summer. It's gorgeous day today, the sun shines brightly and I might wear the terno for today.

I had a dream once again. This is the second time I had a dream of one of my classmates in High School. No it's not Cynthia this time, it was R.A. our neighbor who died at the time when we had our vacation in my home country. The first dream was about seeing this guy who was wearing all white clothing. He was wrapped with white clothing from head to foot. He was on the street of M.When he saw me he was smiling approaching me like as if he was playing the "tag game." How could he do that? I mean in my dream he was alive but of course in real life he was dead. He died seven years ago. I have seen his face and his body lying inside the coffin. I'm not the only one who saw him dead and inside the coffin. So okay that's only a dream that he was alive and walking on that street.He followed me until I was at the corner of the next street where the bikes are located closed to the M.'s residence. That's the first dream. The second dream was last May 1, 2012. L and I was inside this car of somebody we don't know. The unknown guy whoever he is the one driving the vehicle. We don't know where we are going that day and the man was forceful of us to follow his direction but in that dream we asked him to take us home instead so that we can ask somebody to babysit our kids. We asked M who looks like J in that dream. Shocking eh? How could be M be J? But wait they both have facial features almost identical. So after that goodbye we end up to a place we don't recognize and then we "walked" from Canada to Philippines. I know it was a dream. I don't even know how that happened. Down below the Malvar St. going uphill where the M's bakery we saw RA again standing on top of the street of M waiting for us. L talked to him and he left us. The street is full of snow, there is so much snow. That also is mind boggling how the hell there is snow in that part of Fort Bonifacio. The climate has changed? End of the dream. I was shocked. I was scared to go back to sleep. I waited for a while maybe 10 to 20 minutes before I closed my eyes and then went back to sleep.I was afraid that I will have a nightmare and I wont be able to wake up. Know what? May 2, 2012 a dream occurred to me as soon as I closed my eyes. It all began with me preparing food for my family when I heard the telephone rings. It was L who grabbed the phone. He gave the telephone to me and I took the phone and I said "hello." The person on the receiving line talked and when I heard the voice...it was him. What the hell. I tried to wake up but couldn't and he told me not to be scared because he said that he is alive and he is at Crame. That's the end of the line. That's the end of that bizarre dream. How could that a human being like me have dreams like this? How come I can talk to dead people in dreams? Not only once but more than two to 3x. With Cynthia I have so many dreams of her as if she is alive in my dreams. My Lola and my Mother in-law I have dreams of them many times. They are already dead. Am I dead too? I had a dream of my uncle the night before, then the next day he died of heart attack, then his son. What is wrong with me? Are we dead in here in Canada? Or I am dead just like those who are dead already?????? Or I'm the only one alive? Maybe I am the only one alive because what's being broadcast on TV and news everywhere are replays. And none of those news are real but lies and propaganda. Am I too blunt for your comfort?

DREAMS ARE GATES to the LIFE AFTER DEATH

Once again had a dream last night unfortunately I was unable to recall the story. I should have wake up seconds after the dream subsides but I was really too sleepy and don't have enough sleep two nights ago because of nightmares. I was thinking about the meaning of those three dreams which is like "continuation" of the whole dream which has some kind of prophetic value in the sense that can reasonate with his "death" maybe? That's if he is dead. But how can he be alive? Or is he asking for help in another life? Was it somekind of cry for help? I don't know what to conclude. I have seen movies about this kind of phenomena and dreams have some kind of depths not easy to unravel. He had chosen me to be his messenger through this dream and the recurring dreams. With her, Cynthia she is using me also about what she and my Grandmother is doing in the afterlife. It is shocking yet I can understand now why they both joined together to send those many messages through dreams. Why me? I don't know. Maybe because I am closer to them and I believe them and their messages. That's what it is...I am a believer of the unconscious as the manifestations of what's all about ESP. Sound absurd? Probably for the skeptics, the unbelievers. This is also true to the context that my Mother-in law sent her message through me days before she died and after she died. It was some sort of surprising situation wherein my Mother-in law was having this kind of unbelievable sort of magic at the time when Pope John Paul II was having his bouts of suffering, he even went to Paris, France just to have a glimpse of saint Bernadette in the same grotto where the Virgin Mary had an apparition. Are they connected or the situations inter-connected with each other? Also the appearance of a twister outside our house in the complex that night when Pope John Paul II died, that is something unforgettable. Why it's only me who had seen such twister in that particular site. Twister never appear nor there is a twister in BC. NOT in BC nor in CR. That is one kind of powerful message that is frightening and unfathomable. If I will tell this story people will just laugh at me calling me insane. Well if that's the case I wll have to call them idiots or stupid. I should call Einstein to explain to you about PHYSICS and maybe there will be a better explanation from him. He looked more GENIUS than anybody else here on earth. Or you can call GENI in the bottle, baby. lol Too bad he is also gone and maybe have a better life in the afterlife. He could be the god we don't even know manifested in human life form. No really what I'm telling you is the truth. I maybe having problem explaining to you and write it in the most prolific way using the most unusual words and terminology giving you more power in depths and structure but when a situation is REAL and TRUE the words say it LITERALLY SIMPLE without so much adjectives. Adjectives and superlatives are for fantasy not reality. Reality is when words are simple, objective, without calling anyone or anything for attention. Simply AS IT IS. What's in it in true context, walang labis, walang kulang! Dahil tutuo. Lying for a living is not my cup of tea. Naging Verdad pa ako. Why should I lie for what? Eh panaginip lang yun na may message. It is because the subject here is the UNCONSCIOUS...I cannot include this in my creativity as a blogger. Too personal. I have to post this message to whoever may believe in DREAMS that maybe are the GATES TO THE LIFE AFTER DEATH.

My BLOG. My Creativity.

Once in a while I stared at my own blogs thinking whether to change the color of its background. For me my blogs are "clothes" and underwears that need changing everyday. Also because I am such a moody person. Right! I am a woman capable of thinking and changing. Unpredictable and with too many plans in mind. It is because of women why fashion is a passion because they are obviously passionate about the way they dress and their style and originality are more important than of men. Remember it's your own Mother who dress you up, changing your clothes when you were young. It is your Mother who buys the right kind of clothes, shoes, toque, socks, hats and bonnets. Now what these apps have to do with the blogs? The desire of woman just like me and other women whose ideas are used more often than not. Women have the desire to follow their own wishes, whims and sense of challenge and adventure to compete in this blogworld that nothing is temporary and nothing is permanent. Seeking what is best and seeking for perfection matters to me and maybe other women have that so called sense of "individuality." Giving their blog the uniqueness, personification and value that they know is more than pleasing for themselves as it is I AM more than willing to change anything here for good, for the best that I can > using my ability and creativity. So if there are changes once in a while, in a day or two let me assure you that it's really intended to be that way. It's my way or the highway.

Of Course It's Me The Think Tank Who else?

It's the 3rd of May in the Philippines and other parts of Asian countries and it's only the 2nd day of May 2012 today. I know it's gonna be very busy here in this part of the island simply because it's Wednesday. There'll be more vehicles coming in and going. The streets are busy with the "engineers collecting valuable matters for recycling and waste. Vehicles large and small picking collecting soil from the empty vacant lot at the corner of the subdivision for future infrastructure. More houses being planned to be built in that area zone. The rest of the vacant houses were for sale and some of them were sold within months only from the time they were built.Imagine not years but months only they waited for these houses and they were bought. Looks like many people are looking for residency in this area. Why not? This is the best zone or landmark of the city. Nice view,mountainview, seaview, peace and quiet, good neighbors,beautiful houses, close to all amenities. What else can you wish for? Anyways, time is passing by us and me just finished half of my household chores. Ready to plan my menu for today: lunch and dinner. I have pork sinigang for lunch. I prepared hot pizza for my teens for their school snack and lunch. Supper is I have an option of stir-fry noodles with beansprout and chicken. Or maybe spaghetti. Whichever of the two comes closer to the opinion of the brat pack then that's what I intend to cook. For the meantime let me savor my pork sinigang for the moment of being in the mood for morphing and thinking like I should without relying on others.