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The best thing about a cookie is, once you have it, it is either you consume it or you store it. Trust on the other hand is, once you have it, you have no choice but to keep it or consume it all, and consider it gone. Allow me to relate a cookie to trust, it may sound a bit silly, funny or whatever. Just please let me.

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A cookie is round, sometimes oval, sometimes square or it can be of any shape, but admit it once you see a cookie, there is an irresistible desire to eat it all no matter how it looks like, a cookie will always taste as such. It is sweet, a bit salty, some finds it a bit bitter, some add flavors, some make it simple, some make it taste too much, yet all of us have our different preference right? Admit it, once you see it you grab it easily and make the most out of it, but when the cookie is gone, not even a trace of it can remind of how whole the cookie was before you ate it, it is just the after-taste that remains and sooner it will also be gone. Like any cycle you do the same thing over and over once you have that “cookie encounter”. Some prefers swallowing the whole piece of it, like there’s no way someone can get this cookie from me thingy. Others prefer small bites, reserving every piece of it till tomorrow, kidding! Some wants it to be broken into half or even to 4, savoring each bit, while others store it as long as they want, until it expires and just be disposed to the trash bag. At one way or another it is our choice on how we do it, or on how we deal with it. Apparently it may sound like I’m making a big deal about it but come to think of it.

Trust is like respect it is not being imposed it is being earned and some may agree that “it takes years to have it and only a few seconds to destroy it”. Moreover trust is the core of everything be it in a relationship, career, or simply in our daily lives. If you don’t trust the person behind you on a train, man! That must have been a panic attack, or the vendor along the streets, or the stranger who’s asking for directions, or the teacher who taught you how to read, or the father who says that he’ll never leave you, or the friend you’ve known for years, and even the man you’ve loved so dearly. Trust can make new beginnings but it can also cast unhappy endings. Face it! It is really hard to trust anyone especially nowadays, where lying is just as easy as ABC’s and where pretending is as casual and cheating is a hobby and selfishness comes so easy. Fact, the trust you once had can never be retrieved by any means.

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Now, what is this silly analogy-comparison I’ve made between a cookie and trust well, I bet you have an idea. It is as simple as first, once you swallowed the whole cookie, expect that choke is coming right away, a glass of water may help (I bet); just like trust, if you easily and fully gave your whole trust to someone it can either make you feel good or bad, again it is your choice anyway, remember that consequences are just around the corner, careful. Second, small cookie bites take time, sometimes if it takes too long before you finish it the quality of the cookie is decreased, it may become a bit soft, or its texture may change and so on, just like in trusting someone it is good to take time and seize each moments and learn from it but the negative thing about taking too much time is that, it may change, its quality, the person you knew may have different preference, maybe he change for some reasons or time has made you and him grew apart. A bit dramatic and sad, but yes it happens sometimes. Third, some breaks the cookie to half, making sure that it’ll be as equal as it can be, but the thing is, as you break it into half, you may have not notice that the small particles that once made that cookie whole are falling down the floor and later swept on, see the thing, the more we make sure that it is fair and equal and suitable for all it just turns out that some of its components are gone, we oftentimes ignore the little things we do for others like trusting them can make a lot more difference if we gave it our all or if we just learned to set boundaries to refrain the scenarios of being hurt and betrayed. See that? That is quite a long reasoning but come to think of it being a bit obsessive is sometimes not good at all. Lastly, some chooses to keep the cookie until it expires, some are afraid to take risk or just too lazy to do stuffs or just, they don’t really like it at all. Trusting someone is a risk, weither you like it or not you’ll invest a portion of it to someone, others find it so hard because they are afraid, maybe because, they’ve been hurt, or they’ve been changed or they’ve just learned their lesson. The thing is it is also good to be silent sometimes, and just stay on the shelves to avoid dramas and confrontations but the thing is, you’ll never realize the truth, you’ll never learn if you will deprive yourself, you’ll never enjoy, you’ll never be satisfied.

Bottom line is we just have to be honest for us to be trustworthy. No matter how much trust someone has invested on us and no matter how we’ve known and not known each other, honesty can bind us all, you can include sincerity if you like. It is not the type of cookie or the manner on how you take it but it is the genuineness of your heart that will defy your every means when it comes to trusting and being trusted by someone. No specific ingredient is needed on this; it is just you who has that power to make each bite the sweetest. Get rid of the bitterness that you may taste by trusting the wrong people, even so, learn to appreciate it because for once you’ve been oriented on how is it like to have a taste of it, learn from it. Now grab that cookie and make sure you’ll enjoy it because that’s why it is made, to satisfy our cravings, to ease our hunger, and to enjoy every piece of it with laughter. I trust you on this buddy!

-FRG

Letting Go

Maybe it’s the broken piece that holds me back,
It is the same piece that pierced my soul
It is the same piece that left a hole
A hole that was emptied for so long ago
A hole left to be as numb as before
Perhaps it could be the stab at my back
The stab that broke my heart into half
Half, that I can’t rebuild it again
Half that I forgot how to forgive and be forgiven
But who am I to keep this wound
For I know it will heal and I’ll eventually feel good
For nothing is permanent in this cruel world
But to please allow me, to say this words
Pierced or stabbed
Half or whole
I am finally letting you and all this, go

Morning Sun

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morning sun hear me sing

with this power of faith within

and the burning passion I’m feeling

hear me sing

with this fresh air I’m breathing

and this goodness I’m feeling

quench my thirst and my grieving

for there is nothing left but believing

that as the sun will rise

I will be freed and becoming…

someone, or something

worth living

with everything that’s inside me

is the truth that defy s me,

the reality that molds me,

and the real person that haunts me 

under this tree in front of this beautiful sea

I can foresee…

that there is hope that awaits me 

Lit the Fire

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One night at the middle of darkness

Frightened and filled with sadness

Frail and weak, fear was conceived

Strength was drawn with nothing perceived

Deceived

Blinded and filled with emptiness

Covered with such pain and loneliness

Feeble and indecisive

Lost with those ego and id

Believed

Lit the fire, light up the night

Burning woods and smokes were high

Ignite thy feeling and let thee fly

Dignified and with pride

At the middle of this dark night

I found thy way and light

Through this fire

I’ve found thy way to thrive  

Would you rather be What?

I was just enticed by a simple talk from our professor; she was talking about a carrot, a coffee bean and a hard-boiled egg in a hot-pot of boiling water. She compared the boiling water to a situation where in everything seemed to be uneasy, crucial and unpredictable, while she paralleled the carrot, the egg and the coffee bean to the people who are under such difficult situation.

The question was, would you rather be a carrot, a coffee bean or a hard boiled egg?

Having a difficult situation in one’s life is unavoidable thus it makes us stronger, it helps us grow and molds us to be better, but what if everything seemed to be so unpredictable, what would you tend to be, or how would you cope up with the situation?

A carrot on a hot-pot tends to be softened, weakened, and deformed.  In a situation that the carrot is into, it tends to just surrender and let the hot water mold its core and just do nothing at all. Where in nothing can’t be driven out of, and where everything seemed to be impossible, people just like the carrots tend to give up, tend to be lax and do nothing, softened by the situation, weakened by the circumstances, now, would you be a carrot?

On the other hand, a hard boiled egg was also on the same pot of boiling water. Obviously you would consider it to be strong, tough and brave. But have you considered that the egg’s shell is still fragile, breakable and weak.  It may have deceived you of its solid core but deep inside it’s still tender and soft. At times people may tend to establish their strongest core, but most of the time they tend to forget what’s inside. And eventually that makes them weaker, for they don’t know their missing out the most important thing and that is to draw the strength from inside than to ponder your strength to cover the weakness on the outside. Now would you be a hard boiled egg?

Lastly, a coffee bean was dumped into the boiling water and what will it do? Eventually it will be mixed up with the water, as they say it will bring out the best in the situation. Its granules will be scattered but in turn will produce an outcome that will fit the water, making it more productive and visible, it may have not considered the weakness and strength drawn from it, but instead it tends to blend in and made the best result out of the worst situation

Now what? Would you rather choose to be as what?

Maybe it’s easy to say that being a coffee bean would be the best choice, but have you realized that at times being a weak carrot or being a fragile egg would mold you to be the best person you can be. In every situation given, any conflicts, troubles and problems we tend to bend our core and struggle to be the best person after the warm situation. After all that boiling water will be cooled, just like our lives, not every day is a hot boiling point, we just have to be the best person that we can for us to fit the situation, surpassing the chaos, regaining dignity, establishing stability and living a life full of dignity.

Sturdy as a Tree

it was planted and it has grown

sturdy and strong as all may have known

stood in that same place where no one has dared to go

there were days that has passed and slow

and some nights deprived of that same old glow

but remained still and chose not to go

sheltered from those uncertainties and sorrow

embraced those cold griefs and washed those fears and hallow

there were ample leaves that has fallen

ample hopes that faltered

but did not let thee to be weak and stumble

from the whistling wind

to those heavy storms

till the steadfast breeze of a new day that unfolds

as the years have gone steadfastly

the tree, the same old oak of bark is here

still strong, still sturdy

just like any tree

my dad is as worthy

even if it may be an old bark, an old sturdy tree

its roots has tied me to the ground, keeping me grounded

branching out with truthful hopes and courage

beloved and haunted that forever within me

the tree is as strong as the love that I have for thee

I’am the Queen of my Dreams

At the top of my dreams, I’m the queen

A queen who sees no evil, a queen who sees the good

At the top of my dreams, I’m the princess

A princess of charm, with ample beauty and peace

At the top of my dreams, I’m inevitable

tangible and unbelievable

but my dreams are as fragile as me

for what I desire tends to be not meant for me

but did I thought of the freedom to be real

to be me

embracing those imperfections and uncertainties within me

more than a powerful queen, more than a beautiful princess

I choose to be me,

with truthful desires of being happy and free

at the top of my dreams

i’m more than what my heart says and thee..

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Hit by an Arrow

i was hit by an arrow

thought there’ll be no pain

thought that i was brave

i was hit by an arrow

all this time i knew i was numb

yet deep inside i was dumb 

i was hit by an arrow

bleeding inside

hurting can’t subside

i was hit by an arrow

fearful and in sorrow

doubtful of what will happen tomorrow

i was hit by an arrow

envious and being so hilarious

cautious neither be furious

i was hit by an arrow

i hope nothing will follow

i hope to heal even if how slow

or how deep it may go

i was hit by an arrow

take this all away as it flows