Analog-Digital World

DIGITAL... Sage made this using her Friendster account.


ANALOG... I have a feeling that Sabine will learn to play the violin really, really soon. Sadie loves to watch us when we play foosball.



DIGITAL... They Love surfing.

ANALOG... Sabine's Team got silver medals for our effort during their sportsfest.

Sage made this "I'm a Princess" digital collage from Friendster too.

Rock and Roll Forevah!

Dear Sabine, by last count you've watched Alvin and the Chipmunks for a gazillion times now. last time you went gaga over another film was with "Cars"

Probably because of the Rock music...

Knights of the Round Table

"It's not the color of the Armor that counts, but the Knight within" --MCGMD

Dear Kids, there is this legend about two, star-crossed lovers, cursed by an evil Religious Wizard to walk the earth together, but to never meet each other in human form. From being a beautiful woman, she is transformed into a hawk when the sun is in the sky, while her lover, a Black Knight, assumes the form of a Wolf when the moon rises and then becomes human again at dawn. They accompany each other in their quest to break the spell. But the prophecy of how to break it sounds like a riddle:

"The two must stand together in front of the bishop as husband and wife on the day without a night, and a night without a day."

Unable to make sense of the riddle, not knowing what to expect, both rode on to meet their destiny. When they finally came to the end of their journey, the Black knight dueled with the Bishop's mercenaries and ultimately defeated the bishop's curse itself. For that day was special. That day, an ECLIPSE took place. It was indeed a day without a night, and a night without a day.

A couple of nights ago, we missed gazing at the lunar eclipse. I would have told you guys this story while watching it. Sayang.

Anyway, that's our new dining table. It's round like the one in the legend of King Arthur and his Knights. Round like the two principal Orbs that make Eclipses happen. We bought it on February 14, 2008.

itutuloy...

Putting Jun Lozada in Perspective

He WAS part of the Other Side.
But he came through... Only because he had to.

Now he's better off without his erstwhile CONFEDERATES.




"Now that it's all said and done,
I can't believe you were the one
To build me up and tear me down,
Like an old abandoned house.
What you said when you left
Just left me cold and out of breath.
I fell too far, was in way too deep.
Guess I let you get the best of me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.

I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

You took a hammer to these walls,
Dragged the memories down the hall,
Packed your bags and walked away.
There was nothing I could say.
And when you slammed the front door shut,
A lot of others opened up,
So did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.

I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
Well I'm putting my heart back together,
'Cause I got over you.
Well I got over you.
I got over you.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you."

Post VD

"For he who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience sublime happiness"-- Edmund Dantes, le Comte de Monte Cristo

Dear Kids, I wrote about SAD syndrome last December. I'm just wondering if there's a statistically confirmed disease entity called "Post-Valentine's Day Syndrome?"

I've been checking my account last night in a social networking site and I found disturbing entries bordering on the suicidal.

Maybe it's because the disappointment is greatest when the expectations are highest. People look forward to Valentine's day Months before the actual date. Then when those expectations aren't fully met, those with depression will find it easy to take what they think is the easy way out: Death.

Last Night, while trying to write to a depressed collegiala with disturbing messages, I received a phonecall from your Yaya who told me that her sister slit her wrist (because of a boylet who probably has a frenchkissing IQ of a rotting corpse). I rolled my eyes, told her not to panic, since suicide attempts via wrist slashing rarely succeed (except in the movies), and to bring her sister to the nearest clinic or hospital to have the wound stitched up and to be given prophylactics because her sister might die... OF TETANUS!

Lintek. nakaka depress. Para hindi tayo mag suicide lahat dahil sa depression, basahin nyo nalang itong na pulot kong message.


So, is he a very, very, clever comedian or not? If not, Magtatayo ako ng call center at kukunin ko syang agent. Papatawagin ko sya kay Mirriam umaga at gabi para dumugo ilong ni Madame (a lot of people will pay me to see this happen. papalitan ko na blog URL na ito at gagawin kong: mayamanako.blogspot.com)

February 14, 2008

I've been awake for a while now

You've got me feelin' like a child now
Cause everytime I see your bubbly face
I get the tingles in a silly place


It starts in my toes
And I crinkle my nose
Where ever it goes
I always know
That you make me smile
Please stay for a while now
Just take your time
Where ever you go


The rain is fallin' on my window pane
But we are hidin' in a safer place
Under cover stayin safe and warm
You give me feelins that I adore


They start in my toes
Make me crinkle my nose
Where ever it goes
I always know
That you make me smile
Please stay for a while now
Just take your time
Where ever you go


What am I gonna say
When you make me feel this way
I just-mmm..

It starts in my toes
Make me crinkle my nose
Where ever it goes
I always know
That you make me smile
Please stay for a while now
Just take your time
Where ever you go


Dada dada dadada dada dum..
Mmm mmm..


I've been asleep for a while now
You tuck me in just like a child now
Cause every time you hold me in your arms
I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth


It starts in my soul
And I lose all control
When you kiss my nose
The feelin shows
Cause you make me smile baby
Just take your time now
Holdin' me ti-i-ight


Where ever, Where ever, Where ever you go
Where ever, Where ever, Where ever you go

That you make me smile
Even just for a whi-i-le.

Kapamilya

Because of the ironclad clause in the document (specifically Paragraph 11) that makes me liable if I breath a word about the reason why I was there, I need explicit permission from Marlet & Co. before I blog about this.

wala akong 2Million Peso spare change e.

Thank You Very Much...

To Dhes for this Picture (among others) and for giving Ayheen a very personal tour of the whole complex. You made her feel like one of those Balikbayan Billionaires in one of those official studio tours.

To Koryn (we dropped her name at the entrance. kung may sikyo kayong makita na naka cast ang paa, siya yung naka duty noon at nadaganan ang paa nya ng mabigat na pangalan.)

To Marlet (dahil sa bikini babes na umupo sa harapan ko. ngalang, nasa likod ko naman Misis ko)


I mentioned to Koryn and Dhes that the only network we watch at home is their Home network. Actually, it's because of my byenan who is crazy about the telenovelas, and bigbrother etc. I also would like to watch Marimar shake her booty but only at the risk of earning their ire.

Oh well. Atleast Narda is already there.... uhhh... Angel pala (sorry about that guys)

Winning 2nd Place and Winning Friendship

That's you, Sage, and your Team...


After saying your prayers just before going up on stage.


You guys were really jamming it up together.


It was just like how you practiced it at home.



You guys snatched SECOND PLACE despite of trailing the others at one point in the Game.


After the QuizBee you also performed in the Chorale presentation.



And your group was given the Most Coordinated Award.



Then we went bowling after lunch

Preparing for Quizbee

Dear Sage, Tomorrow is your quizbee contest. in the video above you can see your Lola Letty Acting as the Quizmaster Stenographer/secretary tasked to take down notes of the questions you answered and spelled properly; your Mom as the Timekeeper and Audience Manager (The unruly audience being Sabine, Sadie and Me)



The painting above is by Palma Tayona of VisualViscera.blogspot.com. (published with artist's consent. Thanks man.) its title is "It takes a Village."

I say it's appropriate. It takes a village to raise a future Nobel Prize winner in Physics y'know.

SUPER TUESDAY

Why should I care? Because American Foreign Economic Policy affects me, dammit.

How do you talk to an Angel?...

"... How do you hold her close to where you are?
How do you talk to an angel?
It's like trying to catch a falling star..."-- The Heights

Dear Sage and Sabine, Thursday last week we finally got to meet Koryn. Actually I immediately recognized her but her gaze went past me and settled on Sabine who looked extra adorable that day (you all were). Then she hugged Ayheen like they were old friends. When it was finally my turn to shake her hand I suppressed the wisecrack that almost slipped my lips unchecked (I almost said "Hey, I didn't recognize you with your clothes on")-- Buti nalang, I'd probably still be in the ICU by now.

It was her building and she was pretty busy (like us) so we didn't get to talk much. Actually, the conversation was mostly between her and your Mom. What I found awkward was that everytime your Mom asked her a personal question, I already knew the answer (and most of the time, the stories behind it). Although I'm not a stalker or a serial killer, I still am a stranger to this Angel of a Lady and I found it uncomfortable to know so much about her. And yet, I bet she doesn't know anything about me. I know, it's unfair.

Whether you like it or not a blog can be dangerous. It is an invitation to strangers to see who you are at your most vulnerable. I recognized that early on that's why I always tell everybody that I'm not really a blogger. This blog doesn't contain my CV, my antics, my real dreams for myself. It was never about me. This website is a repository of the sweetest memories you'll ever have of your childhood. The sad ones I edit them out. Because we need to spend a great part of our existence to live down the painful memories of our childhood kahit gano kakonti ito. Most of the time the only things that can help us live them down is by remembering the best part of our lives. I will try to record the best and sweetest memories of your childhood here.

And Real Bloggers like Atticus, Koryn, Snglguy, Dhes, Tin and other silent lurkers out there are, as I have said in a previous entry, the angels who have read how sweet and generous and adorable you all are. Hopefully they will remind you of this fact even when by some twist of fate this website gets deleted.

And to These angels, Thank You for letting us into your lives. We understand the importance of Privacy and Personal space. We hope that we can really be friends here in cyberspace and beyond.

BTW, Koryn, you really look stunning-- This time, I won't be asking for free tickets to Disney on Ice (Tapos na e)

THE GIANTS OWN XLII

Dear Jaycee and Jayden; Aidan, Cheryl and Florante; Congratulations to You Guys!!!

Congratulations NEW YORK!

Hey Liza, you think the Mets can top this one in their own coming season?... Ooops, Sorry about that, Jaycee, What I meant was: GO YANKEES!!!

Ate, I hope you realize how fortunate and blessed you are for visiting New York, for being there, This HOUR, This MINUTE!!!

Anyway, At the back of my mind when I posted the preceding blog entry below, I was thinking of steeling myself to re-post the "Bloody but unbowed" line since the Giants were the underdogs. Instead I am reposting this poem...

"You are my adversary,
but you are not my enemy.
For your resistance gives me strength.
Your will gives me courage.
Your spirit ennobles me.
And though I aim to defeat you, should I succeed,
I will not humiliate you.
Instead, I will honour you.
For without you,
I am a lesser man."— “Opponent”, from Celebrate

SUPER BOWL 42

GODSPEED,
NEW YORK!!!

disney on ice

Dear Kids, We watched Disney On Ice at the Luneta Colosseum on January 25, 2008 or on the eve of Sadie's 2nd Birthday...

There were 7 of us including your Dad. Tatlong anakis, Byenan, Isang Asawa.
(Koryn! Natiis mo kaming hindi bigyan ng free tickets?)

The picture below was part of that show (101 dalmatians on ice skates)

After the show we had Merienda at Taco Bell. That's you and me, Sabine. The one waiting at the counter in front of us was the Grand Daddy of Rock in these Islands, Jose "Pepe" Smith. I wanted to introduce you to him... but I changed my mind.

I accidentally included this video. Sage is singing her composition "Daddy has a big tummy."



Below you can hear Sabine's rendition of the Cuppycake song to Sadie. I think it was recorded a few days before Sadie's birthday. Note the chick standing on the right side of the screen. Same one I also see in the sack every night. hehe! (eat your heart out, Trixie baby.)





This the most expensive popcorn ever. it's worth 100 bucks as warned by Koryn.



Ate Sage and Ate Sabine were singing Happy Birthday to Sadie




On Sadie's Birthday (January 26) We went to Philcite to fly a kite. when we got there, our plans were rudely interrupted by the filming of a made for tv movie of these two local personalities.

We were only able to fly the kite together just before sunset.




Then we had an early evening picnic near the Coconut Palace. Sadie's shown below contemplating the demise of the once full bottle of coke ala Hamlet holding the remains of his old friend (Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio.)
We enjoyed the sites and the popsicles




Before we finally left ...

Syelebrating Edsa Dos (hic!)

Dear Sage, January 18, 2001 was the second wedding anniversary of your Mom and Dad. We went to EDSA that day because we wanted to show our support to the civilians praying for a peaceful change. The heavens answered our prayers...

Oh Boy! We got more than what we bargained for, eh? (mental note: be careful of what you wish for...)

Anyway, not the least of my grievances against the Powers-that-be back then was their blatant attempt at sabotaging the media, notably, the crippling boycott of the Philippine Daily Inquirer. Only recently have I learned that Erap was not to blame for that Third Reichish tactic. In an interview with PDI, he said that he only casually broached the idea to Armida Siguion Reyna. She and her ilk in the Showbiz started the boycott. It was a feeble attempt at suppressing Free Speech

So why did we go to EDSA that day?. ..Erap, blame Armida.

But even though neither political parties (opposition and incumbent) would like to remember those 4 days in 2001, I myself would like to celebrate it. For one, Sage, your Mom and I had a great date; we got to meet other long lost friends and mentors there; we got to dance in the street too (ofcourse she had to be contented with me and my two left feet)

I remember asking the heavens a favor: Please let Tito Willy support the people in the EDSA rally. The following day, the heavens did answer my prayer. He went on the stage, in uniform, wearing only aviator glasses but no sidearms, together with his other comrades.

We are Proud of You Tito Willy. Everytime I think of Cincinnatus, It's your picture that I see (maybe not in a toga. But you get the picture, right?)

Wherever you are, Fair Winds, Sir!

So, were we naive? Were we like a pair of drunken kids who did not know what we were doing? did we make the wrong choice 7 years ago? the answer is "HELL NO!"

Edsa Dos brought out the worst in some people. But it also brought out the best in Most of Us.

NOTE: those two kids in the picture are Uri and Andrei (your Comia Cousins) No Liver cell was damaged in the shooting of that photo. The drinking session was simulated-- But not the cuteness of those two, kid actors.

When Best Wishes Come True... and Through

The sand art is by Ilana Yahav of Sandfantasy.com




"You're my peace of mind in this crazy world.
You're everything I've tried to find, your love is a pearl.
You're my Mona Lisa, you're my rainbow skies,

and my only prayer is that you realize
you'll always be beautiful in my eyes.

The world will turn, and the seasons will change,
and all the lesson we will learn will be beautiful and strange.
We'll have our fill of tears, our share of sighs.

My only prayer is that you realize
you'll always be beautiful in my eyes.

You will always be beautiful in my eyes.
And the passing years will show
that you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes.

When there are lines upon my face from a lifetime of smiles,
when the time comes to embrace for one long last while,
we can laugh about how time really flies.
We won't say goodbye 'cause true love never dies.

You'll always be beautiful in my eyes.
You will always be beautiful in my eyes.
And the passing years will show
that you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes.

The passing years will show that you will always grow
ever more beautiful in my eyes."

Happy 9th Wedding Anniversary, Sexy!
January 18, 1999

Bloody but Unbowed...

"Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of Circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of Chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul."-- W. E. Henley

Dear Kids, I really believed, for several years, that Colin Powell had a shot at the white house. He made a fatal mistake when he ignored his conscience and sided with the neocons (although he wasn't one himself)

Now comes this kid, Barak. First time I heard him speak at the democratic convention... well, let's just say the speech could have been written by Kennedy himself (Jack, not that old goat, Teddy)

will he win? I think that' the wrong question.

The question should be:

Is the America we have right now,
the America of Martin Luther King, Jr.
or the America of Rush Limbaugh?

Blacks. They are fascinating. Someday, I hope you'll read their history, their struggle, their triumph and will enjoy doing so as much as I did.

So, are the SOULMEN ready for a Brother/Commander-in-chief? I don't know. I watch the primaries with detachment since I'm not a citizen and I'm not Black (although I have rhythm and SOUL)

But deep inside, for the sake of their history, I know I'm rooting for Obama.

sabi nga nila:

"...how can a man die better
than by facing fearful odds,
for the ashes of his fathers,
and the temples of his gods?"


Rock ON, BAROCK!!!

In the arms of an Angel

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There's always some reason to feel “not good enough�
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction, oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless, and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an Angel, fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees

In the arms of an Angel, far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

Para kay Tin

Welcome 2008, with arms wide open

written on January 15, 2007

"If I had just one wish
Only one demand
I hope he's not like me
I hope he understands
That he can take this life
And hold it by the hand
And he can greet the world
With arms wide open."-- Creed

Dear Kids, last year just before New Year (2007) and right after it, we had to put an IV (swero) on Lola Letty, Sabine and Sadie to prevent dehydration from setting in because they had Acute Gastroenteritis.

This year, just before New Year (2008) and right after it, Sage got sick, so did Sadie. Gave us both quite a scare. the symptoms were benign but due to your parents' "OCness" when it comes to you guys, we did have sleepless nights.

Fortunately you guys are okay now.



itutuloy

Predictions for 2007

Dear Kids, the future can only be predicted when it is already in the past. Having said those Sagely words (yeah, right) I now boldly announce my top 5 fearless forecasts/predictions for the year 2007...

1. There will be a lot of gore in the nobel prize awards.
2. Raul Gonzales, FG will prove that the old adage about tenacious grass is true.
3. Tony Blair will embrace the I.R.A. as a brother.
4. You will have a blast when you go to a SALE in Glorietta.
5. Song of the year: "Tatsulok"

Hindi Pula't dilaw tunay na magkalaban
(dahil away ng mga Politico ay moro-moro lang)

Hangga't marami ang lugmok sa kahirapan

at ang Hustisya ay para lang sa mayaman...




habang may tatsulok

at sila ang nasa tuktok

hindi matatapos itong gulo...

Winter Solstice 2007 (Updated)

"The blues is just a song about

the one who left,

or the one you couldn't have,

or both" --Anonymous

Dec. 22, 2007, 1:08 A.M. EST (06:08 UT) is this year's winter solstice. It's the time of the year when the night is longest and the day is shortest. Around this time of the year, people, especially from temperate countries, start to complain of depression. Which is kind of ironic since it's the holidays. To put it simply, the supposed happiest time of the year is just around the corner. The more people realize this, the more depressed they become about being depressed. They couldn't help but feel left out when everybody else only has happy thoughts.

Researchers blame the lack of sunlight that supposedly wreaks havoc on our body's chemistry which make us vulnerable to depression. they have a cheesy name for this:

SAD syndrome (Seasonal Affective Disorder)...
Some just call it the Blues.

I started to write about this because I just realized that I made more blogs in 2006 than in 2007. wala akong ibang maisulat e. anyway...

Sa mga blogger friends natin na mayroong SAD syndrome, hindi biro ang syndrome na ito. Better seek the counsel of medical personnel trained to handle this. and please take comfort in the words of another blogger friend:

"Talagang ganyan ang mga magaganda, binibigyan ng problema para naman fair sa ibang babae"

itutuloy...

December 26, 2007

The song below ain't the blues. But it's my Christmas Carol and Religious Song (think Handel's Messiah) rolled into one.

It's my Creed.

HIGHER
By: Creed

When dreaming, I'm guided to another
world time and time again at sunrise,
I fight to stay asleep, cause I don�t wanna
leave the comfort of this place cause
there�s a hunger longin to escape from
the life I live when I'm awake

Chorus:
So lets go there
Lets make our escape
C�mon lets go there
Lets ask can we stay
Can you take me higher
To a place where blind men see
Can you take me higher
To a place with golden streets

Although I would like our world to change,
it helps me to appreciate those nights and
those dreams but my friend, I'd sacrifice
all those nights if i could make the earth
and my dreams the same the only difference
is to let love replace all our hate

Repeat Chorus:

Up high I feel like I'm alive for the very first time
Said up high I'm strong enough to take these dreams and make them mine
Said up high I'm strong enough to take these dreams and make them mine

Repeat Chorus until fade

No price too high

Dear Kids, Snglguy's blog entry a few days ago about senile monks missing the "R" reminded me of something I read from "Our Daily Bread" a few years back.

"A wealthy woman who was traveling overseas saw a bracelet she thought was irresistible, so she sent her husband this cable: "Have found wonderful bracelet. Price $75,000. May I buy it?" Her husband promptly wired back this response: "No, price too high." But the cable operator omitted the comma, so the woman received this message: "No price too high." Elated, she purchased the bracelet. Needless to say, at her return her husband was dismayed. It was just a little thing--a comma--but what a difference it made! "

Pag nakalimutan mo ang mga maliliit na bagay, pwedeng disaster ang haharapin mo. dun sa story sa taas omitted ang comma. sa Story sa baba (also from Our Daily Bread) dinagdagan naman ng comma...

"A panda walks into a café. He orders a sandwich, eats it, then draws a gun and proceeds to fire it at the other patrons.

'Why?' asks the confused, surviving waiter amidst the carnage, as the panda makes towards the exit. The panda produces a badly punctuated wildlife manual and tosses it over his shoulder.

'Well, I’m a panda,' he says at the door. 'Look it up.'

The waiter turns to the relevant entry in the manual and, sure enough, finds an explanation. 'Panda. Large black-and-white bear-like mammal, native to China.

Eats, shoots and leaves.'”

NOTE: Yes Atticus, I do read religious materials.
Deal with it. Capisce?

Song by Creed, Scenes from "300"

"The world will know
that freemen stood against a tyrant,
that few stood against many,
and that before this battle is done,
even a (FALSE) god king can bleed" - King Leonidas

WEATHERED by Creed

Dear Koryn and Isabel, you two don't know each other. I haven't met either one of you. But for me, the song of Creed is the perfect description of both your "websites"... that And the movie 300. That's why when I came across this YouTube video with scenes from the Movie 300 spiced up by the song Weathered, I just couldn't let it pass.

Your strength is inspiring Koryn. I have read some of your entries... The most important parts (especially the ones with your picture in Bora wearing those skimpy two-piece bikinis). and your entries about what happened a few years back. and how you bounced back. I now have a faint idea why the Tequila in your website is elegantly black.

Isabel, with a little alchemy of attitude, your goth-like spunk can turn into golden courage.

"The day reminds me of you
The night hides your truth
The earth is a voice
Speaking to you
Take all this pride
And leave it behind
'Cause one day it ends
One day we die
Believe what you will
That is your right
But I choose to win
I choose to fight

To fight"-- Creed

Anti-Magisterium

"So, I'm here again, Old Man.
even after a long absence I have not forgotten.
Ready or not, I'm coming, Old friend.
So do your worst...
you bloody bastard." --Prayer to Poseidon

DearKids, the first movie Sadie watched was "Surf's Up" (on the eve of your Mom's Birthday this year) while Sabine was "Shaggy the Dog". Sage's first movie was "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone." Except for Ate Sage, you all enjoyed your first movies. But Ate Sage was practically traumatized. She was barely a year old when she saw on a fifty foot silver screen an image of fluffy, a three headed dog, descendant of Cerberus. She didn't get to choose her first movie. I chose it for her. I was trying to make a point.

DUMB of me.

HP was a controversial movie because some religious people say it's about seducing kids to join the dark side. I say, if your religious belief makes you scared of HP and Rock Music, then your faith is not founded on the Rock of ages, Christ. Regardless of that simple truth, there are artworks that should not be seen by kids even with adult supervision. You and Harry Potter taught me that.

That's why, I don't think I'm going to let you watch the Golden Compass. Not yet. But don't get me wrong. The author is an atheist but I believe the theme is not about killing God (which is dumb) but defying FALSE gods. That theme is as old as the scriptures. The books of Daniel, Jeremiah and all the prophets of old exhort us to kill Baal, Nimrod, Idols of Babylon, etc. And as I have said before two blogs down, when I mention gods in this blog, I'm referring to false gods, those humans we tend to idolize, those who present themselves as special messiahs but are just garden variety wolves in sheep's clothing. That's why I'm no fan of totalitarian bastards (tanong mo kay Atticus)... And ofcourse I'm also referring to those petty gods romanticized in greek myths like in the Poseidon Prayer above.

So someday maybe you will decide to see it with your barkada. But just like HP, remember, it's just a movie.

Now just in case you are wondering what is the most anti-catholic book I've read, well it isn't HP or The constipated Davinci Code. It's the THORN BIRDS. But the saving grace of that book is that it is just like me-- An ANTI-ABORTION FEMINIST.

Itutuloy...