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Sunday, September 27, 2009

After the Storm

my friends are everywhere in manila, pampanga, bulacan, cavite, and laguna and i could only wish them well at this time. the manila floods of saturday, sept 26 2009, were likened to a deluge, or the great flood of noah's time. strikingly, the date translates to 92629, take out the 2's and you have 969 or 666, a destructive evil number. or add 92629 and you'll get 28 or 10, which signifies a duality - the end of a cycle and a beginning of one. as i've texted ning a while ago, good that it's election time because local officials would only be too willing to help to get the urban vote. on a less cynical way, i will say that that is life. you are dealt blows for no reason, so do you have an excuse to give up? no. because it takes no special reason for you to be strong. you just have to be. so from someone who grew amidst typhoons in bicol and survived the great flooding of iloilo, i would say to my friends in case you are one of the less fortunate, cry first as in wail, then later wipe your tears with your sleeve, with the back of your hand, try sneezing it out and go face the wreck, the mud, the occasional snakes and leeches hiding in the corner, and clean up. God's strength is within you.

The pic is a funeral procession. Like death, we mourn every failure. And as always, what follows death is life. Thanks to

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