tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59448775231099388082024-02-07T18:31:30.151-08:00AS THE WIND BLOWS'The wind blows where it pleases.' -John 3:8Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-14771581312312698432013-06-10T23:12:00.000-07:002013-06-14T05:40:21.572-07:00Greetings in the Lord's Name!!!<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I apologize for this late advice. I have not updated this blog for a couple of years. But this blog is resumed in the other blog, </span><i><a href="http://www.eyeof1001.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: lime; font-size: x-large;"><b>"The Heart Where I Will Speak,"</b></span></a> </i><span style="font-size: x-large;">the continuation of </span></span><i style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">"As The Wind Blows"</span></i><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> at </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">My blog-name </span><i style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: xx-large;">"Gio C. Tijano"</i><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"> is only a screen name; and this is changed to </span><i style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: xx-large;"><u>"Ferdinand of the Divine Mercy."</u></i><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"> On the why I am using a screen name and the usage of the current name is to be obscure in this e-mission, as per advice via a dream-vision I had of the Blessed Virgin Mary. </span></div>
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Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-77416528539667659682011-10-31T04:52:00.000-07:002011-12-20T05:47:20.409-08:00A soul guides me to his grave to see his name so I would pray for him<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">If souls go out their way of the netherworld to ask for prayers from the living, how eager would these souls be once they know of a person who is as eager as to pray for them even without them asking for it?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">And how the soul helps you out especially when you, the intercessor, never know its name! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The soul I wanted to pray for was the soul of the father of a friend. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">But this friend would not give me the name of her father no matter how I insisted. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">It might be because this friend resented over my non-appearance to her father's funeral. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">I was broke at the time, nothing to even buy load for my cellular phone to contact and inform her of the matter. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">I was even too sick to walk my way to the wake. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">And because of this, I never knew the cemetery where the remains of her father were to be buried. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">After the burial, I was able to secure some money to contact her and asked for the name -- for prayers! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">But she would not reply pertaining to her father's name. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">I was thinking, she might change religion that never believes in soul-praying. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Well, enough of speculations! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The soul would find ways to let me know its name. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">For, I do believe souls are in dire need of prayers. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Souls even visit the living through dreams to tell of this intercessory need of theirs. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">I left everything to the soul and I let myself forget about it. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">One day, I came to visit my mother's grave. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">And after praying for my mother's soul, I decided to do "slow-walking" towards the interior of the cemetery while saying another rosary -- this time, for other souls. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Along the way, towards the end of the cemetery, I noticed a freshly-laden grave with the name <i>"Severino"</i> of the family name of my friend. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><i>"Was your father's name Severino?"</i> I asked my friend via text message. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Her reply was vague. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">It could be understood as "no" or "yes" by our dialect. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">But a common neighbor of ours whom I had never seen for years came to our house and I had the chance to ask for the name of the father of our common friend. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">And the reply was: <i>"SEVERINO!" </i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>You pray hard it won't ever happen - or even ask helplessly other people to join you in prayers. </b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>That is my reason why I had my dream published here in my blog: to ask for your intercessions. </b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>A friend, last September 14, tipped me of a telecast news of an airplane bound to our city that returned to its airport-origin because of "engine malfunction" minutes after take-off. </b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>Good that it returned and landed safely despite the problem. </b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>Had the passenger aircraft proceeded, my dream would have happened! </b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>I had a dream of an airplane that exploded upon landing to our city airport. </b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>I hope, the fulfillment of that dream was thwarted by prayers! </b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><b>O God, spare our city from this bleak experience.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">It was probably three days before the end of the singer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><i><span style="font-size: 14px;">BEN, THE TWO OF US NEED LOOK NO MORE<br />WE BOTH FOUND WHAT WE WERE LOOKING FOR</span></i><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">It was night, I was walking by the street, and I heard the song on the radio.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><i><span style="font-size: 14px;">WITH A FRIEND TO CALL MY OWN<br />I'LL NEVER BE ALONE</span></i><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">I did not know the exact lyrics of the song but it seemed to have a bond in my soul.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>AND YOU MY FRIEND WILL SEE<br />YOU'VE GOT A FRIEND IN ME</i><span style="color: #666666;"><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">It seemed to be speaking about me. It seemed to be I am he.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><i><span style="font-size: 14px;">BEN, YOU'RE ALWAYS RUNNING HERE AND THERE</span></i><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">But I am not running, I am walking "here and there" - and everywhere.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">God knows it is the longing of the deepest of me to find a friend who likes and loves me as I am.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>IF YOU EVER LOOK BEHIND<br />AND DON'T LIKE WHAT YOU FIND</i></span><br /><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">Yes, many like me because of my "innocence" and "meekness."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><i><span style="font-size: 14px;">THERE'S SOMETHING YOU SHOULD KNOW<br />YOU'VE GOT A PLACE TO GO</span></i><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">But when this "many" know about the "secret," it is better that they have not ever liked me before.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>I USED TO SAY "I" AND "ME"<br />NOW IT'S "US," NOW IT'S "WE"</i></span><br /><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">It is better that they leave me alone because, in the end, I will always be alone.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><i><span style="font-size: 14px;">BEN, MOST PEOPLE WOULD TURN YOU AWAY<br />I DON'T LISTEN TO A WORD THEY SAY</span></i><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">I understand why Michael changed color - why the change of the face.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><i><span style="font-size: 14px;">THEY DON'T SEE YOU AS I DO<br />I WISH THEY WOULD TRY TO</span></i><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">It was but to be liked and to be loved.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><i><span style="font-size: 14px;">I'M SURE THEY'D THINK AGAIN<br />IF THEY HAD A FRIEND LIKE BEN</span></i><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">But, Michael, no matter what we do, people will never ever like the thing that is inside of us.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span style="color: #666666;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;"><i>LIKE BEN</i></span><br /><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';">But when I hear the song, I feel it was not you who sang it for me: but Someone - Who loves every bit of us - and Who can change everything for us.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'courier new';"><i><span style="font-size: 14px;">LIKE BEN</span></i><span style="color: #666666;">.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Was it the city of my birth where I am presently residing, the setting of my dream?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Yes, I dreamed of it again -- this time, I saw the impact of the falling airplane on the ground as I was near the place where the airplane fell and exploded!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">In my latest dream, the airplane looked like a big stone that fell from the sky; and great was the impact so that the whole city was in a mess!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">It was like the aftermath of a war!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">And I woke up so sad and exhausted from the feeling of the bleak experience.</span></div>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-78980853555200044542011-06-11T20:29:00.000-07:002011-11-03T05:57:14.901-07:00A prophet's dream: A steel box opens in the desert<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Further out in the desert were several broken-down cars in need of repair. The cars were parked outside a ramshackle, decaying house. There were signs of termites, insects and rotten wood around the edges. </span></blockquote>
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</i></span>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-14125947200705513492011-06-08T19:03:00.000-07:002011-10-03T08:39:03.158-07:00I, a complaining toy as Job!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>Please, God, don't treat me as though I'm dead.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>A corpse that cannot react to any stimulus.</i></span> </span></blockquote>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>Though limited is my knowledge, I know I've had enough.</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><br /></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>Time and again, You've said, "You have suffered long enough."</i></span> </span></blockquote>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>You should, please, give me a lift -- if burdened is what You see in me.</i></span> </span></blockquote>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>But I'm cursed already -- in fact, piles of curses are upon me because of my ancestral sins.</i></span> </span></blockquote>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>To the best I could, I've done whatever You say would release me from bondage.</i></span> </span></blockquote>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>But You choose not to set me free.</i></span> </span></blockquote>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>But I should have been freed by now -- even from a curse or two!</i></span> </span></blockquote>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>Or, is it You Who choose not to give me this freedom?</i></span> </span></blockquote>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>But -- please! -- I ain't as saintly as Therese of the Child was.</i></span> </span></blockquote>
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<tr style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>...Rey was a bit disheartened because the caption tells of his unsuccessful catch that night. It reads: 'God, be merciful! All this man got was garbage!'</i></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;"></div>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-56885992571633976222011-05-26T06:51:00.000-07:002011-05-29T19:23:36.514-07:00Stunts on the ropes: A dream fulfilled in four days!<div align="justify"><div style="color: lime; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><i>[The following is my diary entry of June 22, 2008, 7:43 a.m., Sunday -- four days after my dream. At first, I never knew that what I was writing about in that entry was already the dream's fulfillment. --Gio C. Tijano.]</i></div><br />
</div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">Lord, forgive me -- I did not do anything to save a youngster who fell to the violent seas at the seawall last night.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">You know that I wanted to rescue him, but I was not in my right mind because nervousness attacked me.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">Two men rescued him, but the neighborhood was furious of me.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">A man in the distance even got a bamboo pole and struck it on the pavement several times while looking at me. The neighbors persuaded him to stop it, but he was very angry.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">It was dreadful.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">I felt I was white as ashes.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">But I mustered courage when realization came to me that I did nothing bad, and so I thought, "Why should I be afraid?"</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">I walked towards the group that was having a drinking spree.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">I faced them.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">I was oozing with courage -- I know You were with me at that very moment.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">The bamboo-wielding guy was, suddenly, out of sight.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">The men fell silent at my presence.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">I know my heavenly friends surrounded me at that moment.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">I talked to them.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">Somebody said I shouldn't be frequenting the seawall as I do not know how to swim.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">I replied, "But I am only sitting on the seawall, and not on the waters!"</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">He fell silent again.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">Maybe, what he was driving at was that, he was ordering me to stop frequenting the place.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">But I just came from there this morning.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">O my God! -- the fulfillment of my dream! I realize it only now.</div><div align="justify" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;">Slanted ravine, the slanted seawall... skilled rescuer, the adept man in the dream... three guys forming a chain to help rescuer and the victim get on top of seawall, the ropes in the dream... I was on top of seawall as I watched in amazement at their adeptness, especially the human chains... The people there applauded the rescuers; and I have become the talk of the neighborhood because of my display of courage in the midst of furious men... I was alone... A stranger in the place...<br />
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</div><div style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><i>"WHEN THE enemy SHALL COME IN LIKE A FLOOD, THE SPIRIT OF THE LORD SHALL LIFT UP A STANDARD AGAINST him."</i> --Isaiah 59: 19.</div><div style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span> </div>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-37472115899299277102011-05-21T07:15:00.000-07:002011-05-28T22:41:46.640-07:00Stunts on the ropes: A dream in 2008<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>I was holding a special kind of ropes fastened to the trunks of coconut trees on the slope.</i></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i></i></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: #f1c232;"><br />
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>In the middle of the ravine was also a man having ropes on his body, somersaulting in the air and other stunts to the applause of people below.</i></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i></i></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: #f1c232;"><br />
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>Then, I found myself standing on the ropes and somersaulting in the air and landing my feet on the ropes again.</i></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i></i></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color: #f1c232;"><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: large;">[Blogger's Note: This dream is symbolic. And four days after the dream, what it symbolizes happened to me. I wrote this experience in my diary entry of June 22, 2008. I will post that entry in my next blog post.]</span></i></div>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-82850998085158211122011-05-17T08:43:00.000-07:002011-05-28T22:22:05.485-07:00Low tide between the Island City and the Big City<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div> <br />
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</tbody></table>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-16599196471820746892011-05-13T23:07:00.000-07:002011-05-17T07:15:23.831-07:00One of my dreams happening: 'Pac-man' wins over 'The Golden Boy' in 2008<div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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</i></span></div><div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i>A bout between a son of a small torn nation and a son of a great one land.</i></span></div></div><div></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>As it neared, seven thousand and more islands trembled. And fifty and more States triumphed at the coming e</i></span>vent of the clash.</i></span></div></div><div></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i>A fight of fists of a David and a Goliath! Of island-born "Pac-Man" and mainland-born "The Golden Boy!"</i></span></div></div><div></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i>I, too, am a son of islands and seas and I began to do something for a brother -- daily, I prayed; daily Masses, I heard.</i></span></div></div><div></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i>And on the seventh day, a vision came to me in a dream.</i></span></div></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i>A clean and fresh-faced, a fair and pinkish-skinned, a smiling and chinky-eyed, a focused and faith-oozing Manny Pacquiao!</i></span></div></div><div></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i>Seven more days and the fight would begin.</i></span></div></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i>And so the fight was on.</i></span></div></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i>And the rest is history -- his story.</i></span></div></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i>Seven and one rounds were more than enough proof.</i></span></div></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i>And a towel fell from the camp of the giant, Oscar De La Hoya!</i></span></div><div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Of late, I had a dream.<br />
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">A dream I was in a desert.<br />
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<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Manly works are foreign to me; </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">but, in the midst of the sand plains, I found myself test-driving, maneuvering, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">for the first time, a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> newest model of 4X4 vehicle.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I did it exceptionally well, though I knew not car-driving in real life -- until the vehicle was out of control; and I had to jump out of it to save my own life. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">And I did that as an expert stuntman would. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;">.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">And the dream ended. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;">.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Am I going to experience a fresh, new thing in my personal life within 2011?</span></div></div>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-74327741233620655482011-05-07T07:50:00.000-07:002011-05-17T06:09:48.134-07:00The boy and his seafood harvest: the island and the beach<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I was aiming my camera to the mountain of the Island City of ***** here in the Philippines while trying to include the sea and a portion of the beach of the Big City of my hometown when, suddenly, a boy appeared in the scene -- rear left. <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">He was draining off water from a basin containing seafood he harvested from the seabed (it was low tide!) just off the beach. </span></i></span></td></tr>
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><u><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The strength of the Catholic Church is the Holy Eucharist; the non-Catholic Christian groups, the preaching of the Scriptures.</span><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Sermons of most Catholic priests are limited while preachings of most non-Catholic evangelists are Spirit-filled.</span><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Non-Catholic Christians only believe the Bread as symbolic of the Body of Christ.</span></span></u></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><u><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Rightly so because they are not anointed to turn the bread and wine into the Real Presence of Jesus Christ.</span></span></u></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><u><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</span></span></u></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><u><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">But the Catholic priests are anointed for that purpose. </span><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">That is why the Catholic Church believes the consecrated Bread and Wine as the Body and Blood of Jesus Christ both symbolically and in reality.</span><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">What a good vision it is when the two unite!</span><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">One's strength filling the other's weakness.</span><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Could it be the starting point of the realization of Christ's vision?</span><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><br style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;" /><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">That <i>"they may be one"</i>?</span></span></u></div>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-47492570687455065452011-05-02T06:56:00.000-07:002011-05-05T06:48:38.055-07:00Blessed Pope John Paul II visits me in my dream after his death<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6VeFg_fxpALM-dpRmJNiJWOgzDJaUYRQQxgwEzb4dFG5ofKdMEJkB3OsWoy0TeluseIzt_Xh8LQT2dhdfWTrhxroM4q50t2UbZKhXroyLE82YwN09P8VROVe5m-aD6eO8dpOBDFlVbSuk/s1600/HP_Divine_Mercy_07%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6VeFg_fxpALM-dpRmJNiJWOgzDJaUYRQQxgwEzb4dFG5ofKdMEJkB3OsWoy0TeluseIzt_Xh8LQT2dhdfWTrhxroM4q50t2UbZKhXroyLE82YwN09P8VROVe5m-aD6eO8dpOBDFlVbSuk/s320/HP_Divine_Mercy_07%255B1%255D.jpg" width="293" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisN5GX05tPirgr7okJvfkoeRHn1OPyf6ZvDeqERtT1a1go1X0UHLAG3yDN4TwWJqAlKkmgHXN7lGeczbJk0o6MZ6QaM5IHWJ7PFVYXofbKvrIsLhDrKBtIMcTpniMSnSwpuKYDzaNoATZm/s1600/prev9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisN5GX05tPirgr7okJvfkoeRHn1OPyf6ZvDeqERtT1a1go1X0UHLAG3yDN4TwWJqAlKkmgHXN7lGeczbJk0o6MZ6QaM5IHWJ7PFVYXofbKvrIsLhDrKBtIMcTpniMSnSwpuKYDzaNoATZm/s320/prev9.jpg" width="222" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>It was night. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>I was having a dream. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>I had a visitation in my sleep.</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>A visitation of a papal figure days after he died. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><span style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>Clad in his light, creamy-yellow papal vestment, the fatherly pope visited my little soul in my poor, lowly hut.</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>Facing each other, we were on a simple, wooden bench of the balcony connected to the house, sitting.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>As a father to a son, we were talking: his eyes looking into mine; my eyes looking into his.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>We were not "talking" as the physical world does: we were "talking" in the spirit -- soul to soul -- without words -- without action.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i> O</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>nly by simply looking into the eyes in Love communication.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>And I found myself sobbing; I woke up sobbing like a longtime yearning of my soul has been fulfilled.</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>Was it his way of saying "thank you" for the chaplets of Mercy that I had been graced to say unceasingly on his dying moment until he breathed his last? </i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: large;"><i>Or, was it a gift or a spirit transference that took place between our two souls as between Elijah and Elisha?</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>I am an imperfection.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>Perfection is a need and a want in my imperfect soul.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>I, who am imperfect, cannot perfect my own self.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>He Who is Perfect knows it.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>So much so He came into the world: to where imperfection is.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>For, truth is -- only One Who is Perfect can perfect that which is imperfect: I.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>And I welcome and accept His Coming into my life.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>And I go to where He is often: to admit and confess my imperfection.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>And touch Him with my tongue and swallow Him into my system.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>Perfection is not an overnight thing.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>Living faith and constant communion with One Who is Perfect everyday will eventually lead Him to perfect me.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>He Who is Perfect knows I'll fall along the way.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>He has a "wishing" well built for me.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>He loves it there where I confess my misery, my imperfection.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>For, He is drawn closer to my need, my want.</u></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><u>He Who is Perfect is the fullness of I who am imperfect.</u></span></span>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-66894157298704897112011-04-24T05:24:00.000-07:002011-04-27T07:19:32.192-07:00Shekinah: 'God Himself dwelling in the cloud of glory'<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTbEfvgGdkhcyKVjOLd5TvlLgqx6uUclUNpPcRNNYd4-qTr7Gc65BnAQRZRZfJ9j7EIHfYuWLAsbj9ZCBOv9oyT3GXM8EacQ_5f5Asj0oWTn9Cx75fgJe3a_6_ZlR2AoXYn4r5vXyG9kyV/s1600/218074_125206540888253_100001967229313_180704_1167002_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTbEfvgGdkhcyKVjOLd5TvlLgqx6uUclUNpPcRNNYd4-qTr7Gc65BnAQRZRZfJ9j7EIHfYuWLAsbj9ZCBOv9oyT3GXM8EacQ_5f5Asj0oWTn9Cx75fgJe3a_6_ZlR2AoXYn4r5vXyG9kyV/s400/218074_125206540888253_100001967229313_180704_1167002_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">I was walking one afternoon just before last week's Good Friday when I saw this awesome Shekinah!</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"><br />
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</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">I was glad because I had my camera with me.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"><br />
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</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">I took these pictures.</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">Glory to God for the grace to be able to see one of His Shekinah glories!</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"><br />
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</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">[*</span></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">Shekinah</span></span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"> (pronounced <i>she-kai-nah</i>) is a Hebrew word meaning "the </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">'</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">dwelling</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">'</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"> or </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">'settling</span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">,'</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"> and is used to denote the dwelling or settling presence of God, especially in the Temple in Jerusalem." --<i>Wikipedia</i>.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">[*<i>Shekinah</i> was used by the Jewish writers even before the time of Jesus to express what they understood to be the <i>Very Presence of God,</i> <i><u>God Himself dwelling in the cloud of glory</u></i>.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"><i>*Shekinah</i>, then, was a term for God and His abiding presence. --<i>www.svbc.org</i>.]</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Why should I worry when the All-Powerful and the All-Knowing God Creator is inside me?</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; font-size: large;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">There is pain -- yes! -- because I am human and still living in the world; but the Presence of Jesus is greater.</span></i></span></div>
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Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-87128672961567446932011-04-21T20:08:00.000-07:002011-04-23T18:02:45.417-07:00The other Joseph the Dreamer?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhha5_Wt6YpNqnr6YzJF34RRtW-ElThuB25K53B0a_86vBarxQhPGQ0nev8c3uy3RgwmwlO9FcbRiTaUQCIkwu6bs6p0XhRkyXWHIO3QTcTIhQvYIuryRG36nwfibHnMdvIGl4zWM8nRqA2/s1600/fmj4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhha5_Wt6YpNqnr6YzJF34RRtW-ElThuB25K53B0a_86vBarxQhPGQ0nev8c3uy3RgwmwlO9FcbRiTaUQCIkwu6bs6p0XhRkyXWHIO3QTcTIhQvYIuryRG36nwfibHnMdvIGl4zWM8nRqA2/s1600/fmj4.jpeg" /> </a><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I am alien to my own family, my own brethren, my own flesh and blood.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I live far away.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">They persecute me for no reason at all.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">One, the eldest, nearly crippled my right knee -- out of jealousy!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I have kept a distance.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">A safer distance.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>"For my love, they are my adversaries."</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I run away from my family when the world is an enemy.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">For, they side with those who disagree with me.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It's futile -- for me -- to think of a family as a refuge in time of adversary.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It's safe to be alone.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Safest to suffer alone.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #76a5af;">.</span> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>"My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?"</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Only Father and Mother did love me.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>Did love me </i>because both now live in the next life.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It's jealousy!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It's envy that rules their hearts.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Why, O, why?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Simply because I was loved much?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I was loved to the point of arousing jealousy among my brethren.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Is it my fault?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Were my parents to blame?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Never do I think so.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Grace Divine made it so.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">That I be loved much. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">And, no matter how they tried to make it secret, still would it make manifest.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">For, no smoke can a hand hold.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Am I the other Joseph the Dreamer?</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">For, I, too, have had dreams in my sleep, dreams that came to pass, prophetic dreams.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">Or: a prophet of dreams?</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">God, You know better than I.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Not only an island -- but an island of desert: am I cursed?</span><blockquote>
<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Or: has Heaven a Hand on this experience?</span><blockquote>
<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Ah, a flicker of understanding now I see: It is You, O God, Who author this experience of my soul!</span><blockquote>
<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">But my mind is yet clouded as to grasp the Divine Reason behind all this.</span><blockquote>
<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">In time, I know, will I fully understand.</span><blockquote>
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<br /></div>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-72259592675235385832011-04-15T03:56:00.000-07:002011-04-28T03:35:13.030-07:00I, becoming a desert isle<div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkS2Qw77jaaDInk7sBxHvwIDy6WeY6-WnfOlOxmoO-ZyKwP5n6Q-913Mh7xAHdpM7JeUcC4SZU4jXaxTz_ASWYVzpSDP5232wPnZUVqYCDNNlh_IyZ9Pk3T27b6mvVWrf37FnVcnDYdSoT/s1600/islet+danao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkS2Qw77jaaDInk7sBxHvwIDy6WeY6-WnfOlOxmoO-ZyKwP5n6Q-913Mh7xAHdpM7JeUcC4SZU4jXaxTz_ASWYVzpSDP5232wPnZUVqYCDNNlh_IyZ9Pk3T27b6mvVWrf37FnVcnDYdSoT/s320/islet+danao.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>No, I cannot be who I am not.</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i>I stand by what I already said: I need a friend.</i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>Let me say it again -- this time, with tears! -- I NEED A FRIEND.</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>Find a friend in God?</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>But I am not all divine: only the soul in me is.</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>And part of me is human.</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>I am a soul within a human body.</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>Love Divine must be personified.</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>That Love is personified in Jesus, you say.</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>And I agree.</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>But why is He hiding Himself from me?</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>Treating me like an enemy?</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>Promising me without end?</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>And promises are still promises to this day -- I am not seeing the fulfillment.</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>God, I am lonely -- without friends, without You!</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>I am an isle.</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>And I am in the midst of an ocean of its deepest blue.</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>The loneliness in the human me is worsened by the loneliness I have in my soul.</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>An isle of desert, I am becoming!</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>Does anyone see how lonely I am?</i></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>Can anyone understand?</i></span></i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>Words cannot comfort me -- but letting me speak out the depth of the loneliness of my entirety: body and soul!</i></span></i></span></div>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-51879847165747360422011-04-02T09:07:00.000-07:002012-02-28T22:12:15.186-08:00Ode to god-sister Tonette<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span data-jsid="text"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">And the discovery that has taken place between us is divinely ordained. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span data-jsid="text"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">It is a connection between our two souls. </span></span></i></span></div>
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<span data-jsid="text"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="text_exposed_show">We will still be friends even in the beyond.</span></span></span></i></span></div>Gio C. Tijanohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04357657525663997994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5944877523109938808.post-85469106902689803452011-03-30T21:34:00.001-07:002012-02-28T03:36:35.864-08:00At the touch of Love<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span data-jsid="text">And when It did, I began the journey to share the Love that I, Its monstrance, am full of.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span data-jsid="text">But it is not a road that is easy, for the world is taught to hate what is lovely.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span data-jsid="text">And to think<span class="text_exposed_show"> impurely the motive behind those who love unconditionally.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span data-jsid="text"><span class="text_exposed_show">I go on loving despite the world's mockery and opposition.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span data-jsid="text"><span class="text_exposed_show">It is full of pain, I accept -- and pain is part of loving.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span data-jsid="text"><span class="text_exposed_show">And the fruits of love given I began to pick up -- for, to love I never give up.<br />
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