life's lessons

SO THAT THE PUBLIC MAY KNOW:
I sincerely apologize for to those who found my recent topic offensive and atrocious. I have deleted the said post and will no longer post anything of the same topic. Again, I am vey sorry.


Walking has always been my all-time favorite pastime. Out with basketball, computer games and the what not, I'll gladly pass from these activities so I can have more time devoted to walking. It is through walking that I find my peace; you can say that it's my own form of meditation. You can also say it's my own, mediocre way of igniting the circulation of neurons in my cerebral cortex which in turn results to a drastic upheaval of the imagination, causing a ripple in the curve of reality.

In other words, my mere walking alters the very fabric of this world and all who inhabit it.

Don't believe me?

After a minute of walking back and forth coupled with unnecessary curves and turns, those who get to see me will stop with what they are doing and proceed to take notice to my weird behavior. Then after a few seconds of stunnage they'll go back to their business.

After 5 minutes or so the same people who saw me earlier once again catches me up to my old antics again. Realizing that I didn't stop to walk at all, these people will ask me what the darn hell I'm doing with my precious time lollygagging back and forth. I will just flash my nearest impression of an Aga Mulach smile and walk away.

After 1 hour, these people go back to see me still walking back and forth. They pratically lose it after that encounter.

After 3 days of walking a small crowd starts to build up, wondering why I haven't stopped walking.


After a week, the crowd had gone bigger and televison cameras are recording every step I take in my seemingly unending activity.

After 2 months international TV stations flocked in to the Philippines just to televise my walking.

After 6 months beings from outer space landed their UFOs, analyzing the highly attractive individual moving his feet front and back, front and back.
(Soon thereafter, the crowd grew tired and retired to their homes[and planets], starting with the disappointed tv crews)

After everyone had left, I went home, prop in my chair, plug in the computer and began to type thie little thing I call my masterpiece.

Now do you believe me?

If not, then what if you try it yourself?

Try to do something that gives you relaxation and peace and a sudden rush of ideas. Then do it as long as you can.

Then tell if you still do not believe.