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Cathartic Aesthesia: February 2010
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Why Create a Blog? Tuesday, February 16, 2010. Every snapshot I take has a story. Every moment I capture reflects the spontaneity of that instant and the eternity of its reality. Pictures indeed tell us thousands of words, and I believe that a photographer's job (an amateur photographer that is, or a hobbyist like me) is to convey that story to people, to relate what is essential and to show what is beautiful. Melting snow on the branches. MetLife Building and Grand Central at the foreground. Seriously&#...
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Cathartic Aesthesia: May 2011
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Why Create a Blog? Monday, May 16, 2011. I don't really know if this is true or not, but I just have this weird voice inside me hinting on my imminent death. No, this isn't a suicide note. I have no intentions whatsoever of ending my life by my own hands. Though I must admit, I have fancied it once or twice - who else hasn't, right? And actually, I almost did it a while back. And so where am I going with this post? Now, I'm gonna hit the sack. Thursday, May 12, 2011. A lot has changed since my last post&...
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Cathartic Aesthesia: Who Am I?
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Why Create a Blog? That's a good question! But honestly, I don't know how to respond to this rather simple question. Should I list my full name? Write the date of my birth? Favorite movies and music? Should I simply turn this 'About Me' page into something like a Facebook or MySpace profile? Should I write adjectives that best describe my personality and preferences? Or should I just write a random blurb about anything I want? It's a nice and short pseudonym :D. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Seriously....
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Cathartic Aesthesia: January 2011
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Why Create a Blog? Monday, January 17, 2011. Will I ever be able to smile again? Will I ever be able to regain my happiness once shattered by deceit and animosity? Will I ever be able to turn this grief into laughter? This pain into comfort? This resentment into forgiveness? Will I ever be able to mend what's broken? Will I ever be able to convince myself that everything's fine? That soon enough, hope will become my salvation? That love and compassion will find a place in my distraught heart? If perhaps ...
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Cathartic Aesthesia: September 2010
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Why Create a Blog? Wednesday, September 15, 2010. Sometimes, I just don't know what I want to do in life. Do I want to be an economist? A Nobel Prize winner? An Ivy League graduate student? Do I really want to serve the poor? Work my ass off in an office cubicle? Isn't that a little boring? Rub elbows with executives and top ranking officers? Isn't that against my principles? Do I want to work at the World Bank? The Bureau of Economic Analysis? Should I work in the Philippines? Opt not to have a family?
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Cathartic Aesthesia: Album
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Why Create a Blog? Saturday, November 27, 2010. Dec 25, 1994. Apr 1, 1973. June 17, 1998. Aug 15, 2015. 8221; to the bridesmaids gathering around her. Soon, a bouquet of roses shot up in the air, and landed on a sea of extended arms that instinctively fought for the most ordinary-looking flowers at that time. I shook my head, wondering why anyone should be so excited to catch a bunch of flowers that was not going to last for a day. 8221; I teased him. 8220;I won’t.”. 8220;Hey, you have to stop worrying a...
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Cathartic Aesthesia: Alone
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Why Create a Blog? Wednesday, September 8, 2010. Last night, I woke up crying. I didn't know why, but tears just started to pour down on my face as I tried to suppress my sobs. I was all alone in my bedroom, all alone in that dark, almost-empty space, not knowing why I buried my face on the pillow or why I couldn't stop my exhausted eyes from releasing streams of tears. I just continued crying. I thought to myself as I lit a small candle in a glass container. Why must it be you? I questioned her. But...
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Cathartic Aesthesia: January 2010
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Why Create a Blog? Friday, January 22, 2010. I just want to be away from you. You make me hate myself. You make me despise these feelings. You make me wallow in utter sadness. You make me suffer in confusion and uncertainty. You make me realize that love is not a many splendid thing. I do not want this. I do not want it. I do not want to feel this. I do not want to feel it. But how could I not want this? How could I not want to feel it? When you're always there? When you're always there? And I am here.
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Cathartic Aesthesia: Will I?
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Why Create a Blog? Monday, January 17, 2011. Will I ever be able to smile again? Will I ever be able to regain my happiness once shattered by deceit and animosity? Will I ever be able to turn this grief into laughter? This pain into comfort? This resentment into forgiveness? Will I ever be able to mend what's broken? Will I ever be able to convince myself that everything's fine? That soon enough, hope will become my salvation? That love and compassion will find a place in my distraught heart? If perhaps ...
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Cathartic Aesthesia: One More Chance (Original Song)
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Why Create a Blog? Saturday, November 27, 2010. One More Chance (Original Song). Here's another song that I just composed. It's slow and sounds a little sad.but hope you'd listen to it til the end! And let me know what you think :). A year of promises and bliss. A year full of precious memories. A million moments of "I love you's". But why forever without you? Seems like only yesterday. When you still held me in your arms. But now you're so far away. And I regret for not wanting to stay. Seriously.) ...
