Thursday, May 12, 2016

human: spiritual/physical being





through the darkness you will find the light,
close your eyes and step into the darkness,
open your mind and step into the light.
to truly understand and respect your being,
you must visit the past
where experiences were already explored
in the dark rooms of caves and pyramids.
the mind will light up before the spiritual eyes,
your consciousness will find the spirit world
like what the ancestors have done before.
they have learned about the essential energies,
created tools and lessons to magnify those energies,
they enhanced their techniques
and sculpted amplifying architecture.
monatomic elements, superconducting elements
transformed their bodies into spiritual forms.
they navigate into different spiritual worlds.
as every object emits radio frequency,
every object has higher dimensional spiritual realm.
and before the mind projects into the spirit worlds
emotional intelligence must be heightened,
critical thinking skills required.
when you expand your perception of reality
you are performing an ancient practice
of entering into the spiritual world,
it can be either easy or hard.
new ideas against old ideas-- cognitive dissonance,
relaxation and rest to benefit the mind is essential,
your mind creates your feelings,
your feelings are emotional energy,
your experience will complement that energy.
belief in the Holy One is important,
choose to believe also in freedom,
develop your sense of morality,
and you will meet amazing spiritual things.
we know nothing from birth of our bodies,
as we grow we are taught about values,
we are expected to conform,
and may be blinded by ignorance.
activating your light changes your mind,
your collective consciousness would also change.
your perception of reality has a lot of limits,
the higher dimensional reality has no limits,
higher dimensional environments hold wealth of info.
empower yourself to attractive positive energy,
receive unconditional love,
heal emotional trauma.
enjoy exploring,
be inquisitive like a child,
find inter-dimensional abodes,
take advantage of earth's emotional treasures,
be guided towards experiences that require acts of valor,
take this time to awaken from slumber.
the ascension of your mind awaits you.

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Mama We Thank You

Mama,

We thank you for the tender loving care,
Being our shield and strength,
The joy and kindness to us;

And most of all,
We thank you for the guidance
And letting us grow to what we are now.

We thank you for the good memories,
We miss you a lot.
We pray, in Jesus name.

Amen.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Salidummay - sung by the public servants of Middle Quirino Hill Barangay

Gawigawis ay agew yo
Am-i am-in kenda tako
Denggen yo nan kanta mi
Am-a In-a isnan ili
Salidummay

Dakayo ay ungong-a
Esten yo ay men uskela
Denggen yo nan bagbaga
Dakayo nan namnama
Salidummay

Dakayo ay iyun-a
Bantayan yo dakami
Lumokay na turnilyo
Awiten yon sukod yo
Salidummay

No wada nan bisita
Mid teken is datngan da
Esa tako ay pamilya
Ay sak-en yan sik-a
Salidummay

Dakayo'y taga Las Vegas
Isaldeng yo nan tong-it yo
Mid teken is men problema
No di nan pamilya yo
Ay-yay, yay, yay

Dakayo'y wada'n aso na
Itali yo'n aso yo
Men rugit da 'snan kalsada
Gatinan nan bisita
Ka-bibbin sa

Batog yo dalusan yo
I-segregate yo'n basura yo
Ngem no adi yo paylang ikkan
Talaga'y dugyot kayo
Ay-yay, yay, yay

No wada di lugan yo
Isgep ya ibala yo
Adi yo i-display sa
ay samo kwa yo'y kalsada
Tet-ewa sa

No wada'y ublaen yo
Is alad wenno baey yo
Masapol ipa ammo yo
Is nan barangay tako
Salidummay

Tulong na ken da kayo
Ay men kaka-arruba
Ta adi kanan di esa
"Kuam nan papel, kuak nan daga"
Salidummay

Am-i am-in datako
Men asi-layad tako
Men asi-awatan tako
Men bibinadang tako
Salidummay

Ay siya mampay, wen mampay
Wen mampay, siya mampay
Tet-ewa sa

The View Deck and telecom installations at Middle Quirino Hill Barangay

Sunday, December 28, 2014

The Igorots Agenda

Kabunian, God, who createth the universe

Provideth the Igorots a place to live on

To protect as stewards of nature

And where to gain and fill for thier lives

For their own culture as a nation

And for their own generations as lineage

This is a divine plan that no one

No law should ever try to destroy

By injustice, greed and apathy


Friday, November 14, 2014

endlessness

beyond the clouds in the sky
beyond the nights and days
beyond the confusions and illusions
and the unstable history of mankind
beyond the madness and lies
beyond conflicts between man and nature
beyond the apathy and empathy
beyond science and fantasy
there is a place of inexhaustible wonder
a place of unscathed reality and truth
and an endless tracks of flawless info
an infinite stack of love and wisdom
the source of knowledge and greatness
and a place of the absence of limit
a place of unbounded uppermost realm
it is the infinity that we stare upon
the infinity that one can either explore
or wait for the galaxy to reach another place
for another new era in the space



Friday, November 7, 2014

igorot gateway



i am from bunga and payeo-
i learned these facts when i was 5
when mother took me to besao for a visit.
as far as i could remember,
the bus traversed the halsema highway,
a long and winding road sculpted on the ridges
and slopes of mountains and hills
at the center of the land-locked cordillera central,
beautiful and striking sceneries of summer day
were painted with sunshine and fogs hues
on the magnificent canvas nature.
after hours we started going up until we reached
a place of persimons, pears and etags.
'twas my first time to eat persimon and pear,
and they were all gorged down through my mouth
smoothly and easily as the botanical sweet-tasting juice
of Jove dosed my travel-weary young mind and body.
the road from sagada to besao was narrow,
bumpier and have some sharper curves.
when we passed sagada, it was something
like we've just passed the gate where everything
became a thrill in my senses,
the air was colder and the distances were grayer.
every bus stop felt like we've already reached our destination,
the further we moved the more tension and weight
would wreck my seat, it was until we've finally reached
the central when we happily alighted from the bus.
we traveled by foot and before we reached the place,
we first walked some century old foot trails,
a hanging bridge, camotal gardens and orchards.
when we have finally reached bunga,
i felt so natural in the place although some peers teased me
like i was a stranger in their place.
after some rest, the other children took me to the creek
where everybody's panning for 'sugar grains' with circular disc,
which was very different from what they use in the mines of my birth
where bigger panning board was being used for a different metal.
they would give me a fresh ripe avocado that tasted like milked avocado,
a bowl of sweet potatoes that were chipped and sun-dried
to make them taste even more sweeter,
other older children with some adults would take us younger ones
to the river pool to swim, since i was only 5 i just stayed at the shallow portion.
in the evening after meal, we, old and young ones would gather
around a gas lamp and share and listen to some stories
from surreal tales to mundane anecdotes.
in the morning, the hearth is alive, meal is being cooked,
live fireside chat would be heard from the folks preparing the meal.
the after-breakfast would be another toil in the farms and workplaces,
socialization sometimes would be done while working
to ease the hard works and boost productivity.
it was truly a priceless moment to be with relatives and folks in the native land.
when we left bunga, we first trekked kin-iway to visit other relatives,
after that, we moved on and were able to board a bus bound for baguio.
in baguio, we boarded another bus for the kaingin mines
where i have budded and lived in the layasan.
the progenitors were nomads and travelers,
they assumed many features while moving from places to places.
they passed their genes with memories of their history
thus the generations would not stay in one place also
as they're moving outward and bound to mix with each other
on this elliptical world of network and connectivity.
and from this viewpoint, the place called cordillera,
must be the gateway of an austronesian generation called igorots.