As I finished my previous article, Charles Stanley was about to present a sermon on TV. I thought I'd watch it, and I'm glad I did! Who's Charles Stanley, you ask? Well, for starters, I heard he's a photographer. Check out what he's made of here. More importantly, he's pastor of the First Baptist Church... Continue Reading →

The only reason why I choose to type right now is because I seriously have no idea about what I want, and what I should expect out of my future. There have been many instances in the past where blogging has pretty much assisted me in organizing whatever I have in my mind, and I... Continue Reading →

(The 5-7-5 rule is killing me) She was wearing blue.Her hair was short and colored.She's not familiar. Her eyes were like mine.I'm glad I'm taller than her.Still not familiar. Her smile pegged the dream,As something I'd remember.It was that pretty. That's all I recall.That's all that stuck in my mind.She must be out there. Don't... Continue Reading →

I've been on this earth for approximately 23 and a half years, and like many people my age, I have met so many people since my first breath. I've seen so many peoples' faces, I've heard so many peoples' voices, I've felt so many peoples' feelings... and I've also heard of so many peoples' problems.... Continue Reading →

I was searching for some meaning in the sideline I have of typing articles for money, until I went through Wikipedia's article on propaganda. This sideline has taught me that words truly are weapons. I may be dealing with a grifter, but this man is fueling my camera fund, and my realization that I can... Continue Reading →

That's funny. 'Epilogue' sounds a little bit more appealing than 'Pahabol'. Asan si Inday? Magusap nga tayo! Groan. Anyway. No, I'm not going to bitch. It is kinda hard to shut up about it, in this phase. Nevertheless, it had to be opened up again. I happened to stumble upon a good friend a few... Continue Reading →

Typing is soothing. I need to get one thing offa my chest before my 'spirit fingers' (!?!?!?!) go to work. REAL work. All this time an excruciating atmosphere of worry has been plaguing my mind. I've tried countless moral and immoral means to shake it off, however it still looms in my thoughts, waiting to... Continue Reading →

Name one song by Alison Krauss. Chances are you'll think of "When you say nothing at all", the song which was raped and consequently made attractive to pre-pubescent females by Ronan Keating. What's that one line? 'You say the best when you say nothing at all', innit? Somebody tell me how they interpret that. I... Continue Reading →

You know one thing that just pisses the fuck out of me? It's when you are encountered with something which is beyond your control. Something that you have all the power in the world to deal with. Something that you keep to yourself because if you let it all out, you'd be acting on mere... Continue Reading →

Is it me, or is it an in thing for everyone in the WWE to get injured nowadays? Random Thought 4 Who's the asshole who kept "Stress Management" out of College?