Continental Drift Theory

According to the theory of continental drift, the world was made up of a single continent through most of geologic time. That continent eventually separated and drifted apart, forming into the seven continents we have today. The first comprehensive theory of continental drift was suggested by the German meteorologist Alfred Wegener in 1912. The hypothesis asserts that the continents consist of lighter rocks that rest on heavier crustal material—similar to the manner in which icebergs float on water. Wegener contended that the relative positions of the continents are not rigidly fixed but are slowly moving—at a rate of about one yard per century.

Smart man that Wegener fellow--except maybe for that bit about the continents moving at a rate of one yard per century. Ohdeargaawdd!! Hahaha..

Everyday, each person comes up with different theories in an attempt to come up with a reasons behind the seemingly strange occurrences that have been happening in their lives, with the hopes that in finding a rationale, that one "lightbulb" of an idea, they'll be able to get through the challenges that are coming their way.

I am admittedly one to over-analyze. I'm OC to a fault sometimes and I can be pessimistically fatalistic. I can easily fall prey to agonizing over the what-ifs, the why-the-hell-nots?!! and the WTFs?!!!.. but of late there are things that have caught me completely off-guard and now lead me to believe that sometimes or at least that there can be that ONE shining moment when 'the stars manage to align' and write out the path that you're supposed to follow--with no questions asked, no hesitations, no doubts, no fear.. All you have to do is to remember to breathe and believe that the universe isn't conspiring against you..

I've recently taken up yet another "love patient". B's actually a 'returning patient'. Same girl but with a graver problem and with a higher casualty rate. It's do or die this time. He's in a real predicament. What do you do when a "holy man" of sorts, someone deemed trustworthy and credible "predicts" that you'll definitely break-up by the end of the week? Do you stand there and until "death" knocks on your relationship's door? Like a man, waiting to hit the chair.. They belong to a culture whose traditions I don't understand and that at one point shunned me simply because of the blood that runs through my veins. How do I give my 2-cents worth of advice? More importantly, why is it that I am 'obviously' the person to run to when it comes to matters of the heart?!! I've been single for the longest time and obviously, my bad decisions in the past have left a lot scars and bruises.. I don't get it really..but what the hell right?!!

It's already hard enough for couples to stay together (yes, the cynic in me) but when outside forces such as the people around you, tradition, finances, predictions/premonitions and other issues come into play, couples find themselves thrown into a battlefield where they have to decide to stay and fight till the (bitter) end or to just give up the fight. There is never a 'right time' or a 'perfect time' to fight that Final Battle and there is no real preparation for it.

Of course, there is those biting questions--Is he/she worth the fight? Is this love worth fighting for? And once they find the answer in the very depths of their heart, that's when arms are set down. The war ceases.. blood is always shed.. people end up with wounds that are cut deep.. tears flow endlessly.. no one leaves unscathed.. but as with creation, there is rest and people continue wake up to face a new day. Whether they stand alone or they find themselves holding on tightly to someone's hand, they will continue to wake up to face a new day.

I told B that if she's the ONE for him and that there is nothing in this world that would make him happier other than being with her for the rest of their lives, then fight that final battle. Screw the prophecies, make his own destiny. Whatever happens in the end, at least he gave it one good and final shot. He fought for love and that's what would matter most.

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This is for those whose destiny is being written as we speak..

WHEN YOU KNOW
Shawn Colvin

When you know that you know who you love, you can't deny it.
Or go back, or give up, or pretend that you don't buy it.
When it's clear this time you've found the one, you'll never let him go
Cos you know and you know that you know.

When you feel in your skin in your bones and the hollow
Of your heart, there's no way you can wait till tomorrow.
When there isn't any doubt about it once you come this close
Cos you know and you know that you know.

You can feel love's around you like the sky 'round blue
This is how love has found you, now you know what to do.

When you know that you know who you need, you can't deny it.
Or go back, or give up, or pretend that you don't buy it.
When it's clear this time you've found the one, you'll never let him go
Cos you know and you know that you know.

And it's time you come in from the cold.
And you know that you know.

Reflections

“Our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real.”
- Hannibal Lecter, Hannibal

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Holy Week is supposed to be a time of reflection, of healing and of communing with Him. True to form, I only managed to cover the reflection part. Healing and communing with Him would’ve been pushing it really.

I was able to steal away from the madness of the city and hit the beach for a couple of days. I burnt my skin, smoked my lungs out, drowned my sorrows and tried my hardest to roast my brain cells so I wouldn’t have to think of anything and everything. Even with a minor distraction in my midst, I wasn’t all too successful. I couldn’t get my mind to stop thinking. Idle hands but busy mind.

In the days that have passed, I was once again reminded that in this lifetime, a lot of people will come my way—Each playing a different role, having a different purpose, making and leaving different dents and marks in my life. There are those who will surely be by my side as I grow old and gray, there are those who will stay far longer than anticipated, some would’ve been gone just as quickly as they arrived and still others, who will have been gone too soon for my own liking but the mark that they leave is deeper and more lasting than their actual presence.

In the industry that I am in most especially, I am often reminded to keep my guards up and to be wary of the people that I share my thoughts and opinions with for fear that they will pass their unsolicited judgement over the inner workings of my deranged mind. People wear different masks all the time—admittedly, even I do but there are a choice few that I am able to reveal my true self to and there isn’t a day that I am not grateful for them. We may encounter some bumps along the way but it’s these people that manage to keep my head up, that pull me out of the water when I’m not even aware that I’m already drowning.

It's true that over time, old wounds heal and you are able to move on and move forward from past hurts. You learn to forgive and while I'm not one to forget, I don't burn bridges (although on some occasions, I put up massive roadblocks to avoid more conflict or tension) It feels good to be able to return to a place that was once my "second home" and to be welcomed with open arms by my "second dad" whose words "Ang nawawala kong anak.." with a bearhug that only fathers can give almost made me breakdown in tears (Thank you Manang for chopping fish in the kitchen. It was definitely the stench that kept my emotions in check). I know most people will disagree with my decision to burry the hatchet but I don't really feel the need to continue carrying that burden and that hurt around any more. I'm past it. We're both past it. 'Nuff said.

It's also true that time melts away the anger that we allow to burn within us. Unfortunately, this leaves a window of opportunity for indifference to settle in. For a choice few, I have chosen this path. I would rather emotionally disconnect and distance myself from these people rather than give them the opportunity to crawl under my skin and test my patience yet again. I may not be as forgiving as I have been.

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You know how when you enter the theater to watch a “new” movie knowing full well how the story is going to turn out because that’s exactly how stories like that ALWAYS turn out?! And even with that knowledge in mind, you still willingly sit through the movie and wait for the restof the story to unfold in the exact manner you knew it would. This must be one of the longest and crappiest movies I’ve ever seen and yes, I’m still stupidly sitting through it (and living it even). Unfortunately for me, I will surely come out of this as the antagonist rather than the protagonist. Ugh! Sometimes my own stupidity amazes me. Everytime I think I've reached the maximum limit, I still find a little slack to move around in. Un-frikkin-believable.

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Silent All These Years
Tori Amos

Excuse me but can I be you for a while
My dog won't bite if you sit real still
I got the anti-Christ in the kitchen yellin' at me again
Yeah I can hear that
Been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say you know
But nothing comes
Yes I know what you think of me
You never shut-up
Yeah I can hear that

But what if I'm a mermaid
In these jeans of his
With her name still on it
Hey but I don't care
Cause sometimes
I said sometimes
I hear my voice
And it's been here
Silent All These Years

So you found a girl
Who thinks really deep thougts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts
Boy you best pray that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you
My scream got lost in a paper cup
You think there's a heaven
Where some screams have gone
I got 25 bucks and a cracker
Do you think it's enough
To get us there

Years go by
Will I still be waiting
For somebody else to understand
Years go by
If I'm stripped of my beauty
And the orange clouds
Raining in head
Years go by
Will I choke on my tears
Till finally there is nothing left
One more casualty
You know we're too easy Easy Easy

Well I love the way we communicate
Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape
Let's hear what you think of me now
But baby don't look up
The sky is falling
Your mother shows up in a nasty dress
It's your turn now to stand where I stand
Everybody lookin' at you here
Take hold of my hand
Yeah I can hear them

And it's been here
Silent all these years
I've been here
Silent all these years