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Tuesday, June 15, 2004

The Tropical Life

Nothing beats a view from a tropical beach with a cold drink in your hand during summer. I mentioned 'tropical' to refer to any part of the world where the weather seems to be mostly humid and partly rainy, most of the year.

There's always a certain charm to these places that defy explanation -- no matter how hard luck the countries these places are mostly situated in. What can be simpler than a view of the ocean, some tropical flora and the occasional breeze, where you ponder upon your state of existence?

Ah, there are more pressing matters than these reflections. There are bills to pay, phone calls to make and e-mails to answer. But, then again, where are all of these 'important things' going to lead me to when my life is over?

Had we all fallen to the trap of the centrifugal effect in the circle of life? Sucking us in to conform to the norms of man-made society?

Our existence, maybe, is like the ocean that ebbs and flows, but sooner or later, momentarily assumes the form of where the shift of the Earth leads it to...Maybe.

Thursday, May 13, 2004

Meditations on a Bowl of Soup

During lunch, I gathered from the pot the leftover soup from a beef stew dish my mother had made the night before and sat before my computer.

I was on my third slurp when flashes of the years gone by come into my head, as if they were streaming from the reflection of the soup in the bowl. Maybe it was because of the the morsel of kidney beans that was in still in the soup - - I had been eating this stew since I was 6 or 7. Maybe, it was because the weather we have today can briefly compare to the conditions of the earth when I was still much younger. Maybe, it was because I'm getting way much older.

The last streams of images where still flashing by when my attention was suddenly distracted by the gurgling sound of the coffee maker ---the brew's ready.

I was pouring a cup when I recalled that I was still on medication for my bruised ribs.
Maybe, it was because of the medication. But, I will always cherish the flashbacks in time of the moments that warms up my heart.

Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Badly bruised ribs

After seven years of being able to dodge the hospital, it finally happened - I needed to go to one.

I badly bruised the left portion of my ribs after I slipped on the tub and hit that portion of my body. I ignored the minor pain I felt after the incident. I just placed some ice over it, took some Motrin and tried to simply sleep it away.

After three days, the pain become unbearable whenever I tried to move that required my spine to turn left. So, after some thinking I finally made the inevitable - call the hospital.