61 How Do You…?

…keep yourself motivated?

When things suddenly felt bland and boring.

…keep your blood pumping?

When you are too tired from work but your mind doesn’t want to stop thinking?

…keep yourself inspired?

When you need to think of new ideas yet nothing is on your mind.

…manage your precious time?

When you want to do things all at the same time.

428 The Reason “Why I’m All In”

Yes, the ‘ber months have officially started.

Eight months have passed yet I still cannot think of Christmas season coming because of the heavy news flashed daily in broadsheets, TVs, radios and social media—protest, terrorism, beheading, shooting, virus, death, etc.

However, I was surprised by what I read this morning…

As I was browsing feeds, I came across this post from the Facebook page of our province’s governor, Jonvic Remulla. The post, entitled “Why I’m All In,” explained the reason why the governor accepted a position that nobody has expected; and this included the earlier journeys in the life of the well-respected Cavite governor in comparison with the current Vice President of the Philippines, Jejomar Binay.

You may be curious as to what does this have to do with bringing some difference in this day of the world…

The governor and vice president came from two different political parties. A few days ago, Caviteños and the greater Filipinos were shocked to hear that the former accepted the position of being the latter’s spokesman for political concerns. Why would the governor do that? This was the question we all want to throw at the governor…and his answer was this:

Cavite Governor Jonvic Remulla (Photo grabbed from Jonvic Remulla's Facebook Page).
Cavite Governor Jonvic Remulla (Photo grabbed from Jonvic Remulla’s Facebook Page).

There could be no two more different people than Jojo Binay and myself. I grew up spoon-fed, pampered, patrician. The Vice President has been fighting for everything his entire life. Nobody ever gave him anything. His parents died when he was very young. He had to fend for himself at a very early age. I am 6’1 and athletic. He’s no more than 5’2 and that is with shoes on. I never studied hard. He realized very early that it was his only ticket out. While Vice President Binay was working with the Aquinos and risked his life fighting injustices, my father supported the Marcoses. As I aged, I began to stand out in the crowd. He, on the other hand, is so ordinary looking that his charisma stems not from what he has and has been given, but the extraordinary struggle he has gone through his entire life.

I was totally touched by this message. I immediately requested the governor’s permission to repost it, so here I am sharing this admirable thing to you.

I may not be like the man, but I have a deep sense of respect for him.

I see no person being judgmental but pure respect. I truly salute you, Sir!

For those who want to read the whole post, please feel free to check out “Why I’m All In” by Cavite Governor Jonvic Remulla.

361 “And Then There Were None” (A Novel by Agatha Christie)

My friend lent me a book about a detective fiction the year that was 2008. A magnificent work by Agatha Christie, published first in UK under the title of Ten Little Niggers. A very tricky puzzle, mind-twisting plot and impeccably planned murders in an isolated island, And Then There Were None is also known for the title Ten Little Indians.

I used to be a fan of gore and morbid books (photos and movies as well) so she thought I might like it—and yes, I did. It was one of the best books I’ve read. In fact, I saved a copy of the rhyme* from which the scheme of the crime was based and the manuscript document written by the brilliant killer stating how he ingeniously conceptualized, planned and did the murder-by-murder carnage.

According to Wikipedia, the novel has been acknowledged for being the world’s best-selling mystery and the seventh most popular book of all time. It has been also adapted into several plays, films and video game.

*Ten Little Indians
(also Ten Little Niggers, Ten Little Soldiers)

Ten little Indian boys went out to dine;
One choked his little self and then there were nine.

Nine little Indian boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself and then there were eight.

Eight little Indian boys traveling in Devon;
One said he’d stay there and then there were seven.

Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself in halves and then there were six.

Six little Indian boys playing with a hive;
A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.

Five little Indian boys going in for law;
One got in Chancery and then there were four.

Four little Indian boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.

Three little Indian boys walking in the Zoo;
A big bear hugged one and then there were two.

Two little Indian boys sitting in the sun;
One got frizzled up and then there was one.

One little Indian boy left all alone;
He went and hanged himself and then there were none.

This post was originally posted in my Facebook timeline on June 24, 2009.

93 Re: Frame of Mind

Instantly, thoughts overflowed my mind as I read Daily Prompt’s Frame of Mind; blogging and painting—amongst those that interest me.


Modern Mona Lisa, a contemporary version of da Vinci’s self-portrait, renders acceptance with herself and adaptation to change. Her smile depicts happiness and contentment whilst bravely facing challenges ahead. A work of art which started since she was born, gradually revealing clearer image of herself as the world continuously revolves. Painted on a canvas, it shall be hanged in an exhibit’s wall, sooner the color will fade, by and by will be forgotten.


90 An Invitation from Corregidor

A tadpole-shaped island in the Philippines visited by local and foreign tourists because of its historical importance during World War II, Corregidor has always fascinated me of its after-wrath inscriptions.  The memorial, which used to be a battleground that has claimed many lives of Filipino, American and Japanese soldiers, holds structures and sculptures that tell more than a million stories of each departed soul.

Here is an invitation from this humble island to communicate the present from the past. What comes to your mind whenever you see such meaningful phrase(s)?