Dreaming yet not Listening

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on October 9, 2014 by angiegiegie

Human progress has been a misconstrued project developed by our supposed perfect ideologies. We have always tried to simplify our lives in many ways. They range from the solving the smallest problems to managing gigantic feats. Our human curiosity has enabled us to expand our horizons from the nanoscopic to the largest scale we can imagine and maybe reach in the future. As goals set by numbers and statistics convince us that we are doing great with our capabilities, I think that we are beginning to lose ourselves in our made up need for being the best. We have reached to a point that results matter and to do this, we set numerous tasks, and deadlines. We have become enlightened in another kind of light, a light that will slowly eat us alive.

One case I can think of is on how we treat ourselves in our every day routines. We have been so used to the clock work setting adapted by our needs for results that our bodies have grown to be rigid. We have things to accomplish in the end. But as each day passes, and as we submit things that we think will benefit others, we slowly lose our capacity to listen to our bodies once as some of our ancestors used to do. We have become rubber bands which stretch too much to reach feats we have never though of reaching, and as we continue to do that and ignore our limits, in no time we break and die. Our souls and bodies have eventually died by the time we do things we think are for our own benefit.

Another case is our ways of constructing our society be it physically obvious to the human eye or not. Even in the past, we dream ourselves a future where everything seems so simple and that there would be less problems to face – a utopia of the sort. Well here comes 2014 and we are now facing life challenges that may still seem difficult to digest such as climate change, more evolved epidemics, large unemployment and such. As much as many want to ignore them, they won’t run away as you grow older as how some nightmares tend to do. They slowly grow on you and engulf you when you least expect it. These so-called problems I enumerated were not done by sorcery but by us as causal effects. As Isaac Asimov have pointed out in his book, the Foundation, everything we do leads to a crisis. We may never know what kind of crisis it is but it will come. If so, we should be able to accept it as it is and resolve it. But we don’t. We still ignore them and continue to deal with issues that seem to not evolve over time. We still deal with religious clashes, with diplomatic problems, and so on. There is too much imaginary friction everywhere we go while the physical and evident problems come to play.

With these two cases that show the humanistic and the societal points of view, one can see that we have really lost ourselves when we have always thought that we are progressing. We have become blinded in a way that we continue to chase after the wrong light – a light that casts away the most basic senses, which is to listen to ourselves, and to listen to the environment, to everything. We think that we listen to each other but we don’t. We are still stubborn in a way and if we continue to do that, we will reach that point where we will never be ready to face the crises piling up on our horizon and become helpless.

Dreaming of a utopia is a good thing. Yet we should listen.

Listen in any way possible.

It’s the least that we can do to understand the real needs and problems.


Black and White

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on March 4, 2014 by angiegiegie

As one passes by an exhibit or comes across a gallery of pictures that were done in black and white, they see contrast and behind each layer of contrast, there’s a hidden depth to them. They are deceivingly simple for the shortly perceived viewers yet they are equally captivating for some who can see the beauty or truth beneath them. Being said, these photographs seem to beg you to see through them and test your perception.

Well, Philippines, my country, you’ve done it again as you’d always do everywhere. You’d capture my attention in all the possible scenarios you’d present yourself to the world and with all your hidden facets of beauty and ugliness hidden from humanity unless one dares to explore them. It has been one of the touristic bunch of countries yet you trouble me with the optimistic dream when some people may they be leaders or followers or lone wolves, stagnate your development.

To me, you are a black and white photograph, and not this colorful thought that is being painted in commercials. You have deceivingly implanted into the minds of the people be it our own or others’ that you are a paradise, a magnificent wonder, when all the while, you have strings attached, that will either make you fall, or be succumbed to the limited development that are both controlled by some people. You are a country that has bent itself to power, as I’d imagine “Ibong Adarna” being locked up in a cage. It is as if the people are proud of having you yet won’t let you grow to what is beyond their expectations. You are the adoration of many yet it only ends there…

Just as an adoration of a great distant past.

“Respecter une …

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on August 15, 2013 by angiegiegie

“Respecter une femme, c’est pouvoir envisager l’amitié avec elle ; ce qui n’exclut pas le jeu de la séduction, et même, dans certains cas, le désir et l’amour.”

― Tahar Ben Jelloun

Forgive me if it’s in French but I want to keep it that way.

Cities of cardboard: TEDActive artist Kiel Johnson featured on the Huffington Post

Posted in Uncategorized on August 14, 2013 by angiegiegie

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Artist Kiel Johnson, who led the amazing workshop “Everyone’s An Architect” last year at TEDActive, was featured today on both the Huffington Post and Sinbadesign for his intricate cardboard city creations, which TEDActive attendees helped build in Palm Springs last spring.

Since then, Kiel’s been involved in a couple of TEDx events around the world, including TEDxAlAin in Abu Dhabi. He will speak again on September 1st at TEDxEQChCh in Christchurch, New Zealand.

Also, check out this very cool time-lapse video of the cardboard cities rising, shot by Theo Jemison at TEDActive 2012.

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Coffee and cigarettes

Posted in fiction, Uncategorized with tags , , on August 13, 2013 by angiegiegie

It’s hard to be high. A deep sigh with a mixed set of emotions filled my chest as I inhaled my last puff of smoke. Seconds later, I crushed my cigarette and looked at the pack where it’s from.

Vogue. A fancy name. Hard to believe that it sounds as posh as that magazine cover women usually purchase on their way to work. Then again, it’s the word that best expresses society today where the prim and the proper rush out to get the latest accessories and trends available in the market.  People nowadays die to grab anything that makes them suit themselves in the eyes of the ever evolving society. It disgusts me till my very guts and last breath I took from that stick that I had purchased a week ago.

What a hypocrite. I should be a disappoint to myself at this very moment. Then again, my consciousness is begging me to reconsider and deal with the realism people believe to be life, as norms set in are invincibly made for everyone abide to.

This whole thing that I just did used to be my daily routine when I first attempted to grasp what’s said to be the very core of Italian culture — by first drinking some Italian made coffee without any form of doubt, then smoking some cigarette one fancied.  You’ve always got to trust Italian brewed coffee they said. And so I did.  As for the cigarettes, it’s all in the mind. One gets to decide to stick to it, or not as chewing gums decide to fall off from the wall or tables by itself or not.

Sooner or later, I unconsciously do all of that just for the heck of it. I became numb as how normal people seem to have become. I guess there’s this switch in our brains that turns us to zombies ready for productivity as economists and politicians call it.  We can always choose to question everything, most especially what it means to be human. But by permitting ourselves to be mainstream and validate the norms of today, do we actually stop and re-evaluate every deed we’ve done be it for ourselves or for others?

Then again I asked myself, how hard was it to get high after all this commotion? I guess that I was too numb to ever feel it to begin with.

Conception of a Random Thought not worth Organizing

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on August 13, 2013 by angiegiegie

This is an attempt. 

To be my restless self as my craving for intellectual orgasm has reached its highlight.

Scribbling random words weren’t my thing, and so was “thumbling”around anything I could get hold off. 

It’s crazy. I know.

I get bored.



Pretty fast.


Displaying any type of rudeness through thoughtless ways of expressing myself has become saturated.


No one will get it.


I hope this random entry will not end my pursuit to criticize, as I have always done in my everyday life. Then again, there will be points in my life that I just stop and stare. 


We stare, consciously or unconsciously, for better or for worse. It’s sad and depressing at one’s stand point but it’s worth doing it. The brain can’t function 24/7. It’s bloody brilliant to have some minutes and let the brain reshuffle itself and tinker, to re-organize and display any fruitful or pathetic results of our human’s said rationality.




Now to find some crazy idea worth writing. At the very least, it’s what makes people think, to be crazy as to fighting against the norms set by society.


Cheers to randomness and worthless babbles.

Being an Individual: to Think, to Choose, to Act, and to Accept

Posted in acceptance, being crazy, Identity on August 8, 2013 by angiegiegie

I have been told many things when I was still a kid but the main objective was to obey.

We’ve been taught so many things inside and outside the classroom. The adults supervised us hoping that we absorb all what they think we’d ought to know after some number of years. Then there’s this awful fact that some or many just retaliate at a certain point of their lives. These bunch of people might have ended up having to think. To think, not only for what they were taught to believe, but to actually think for themselves. But how can one possible distinguish his or her own set of thoughts as rightfully his or hers? There’s no special name tag. We can’t label our thoughts. Ideas put into products can be patented, while creative works can be copyrighted. Yet, as much as we want to own everything we say, write, or do, we can’t own thoughts as how we subject authority to pets, houses, and such.

I may need someone to reiterate to me what Heidegger has to say about thinking, but tell you this from the bottom of my two lobes — we exist as humans because we think. Furthermore, I hope that we think not only for ourselves but for others. Our stream of consciousness as it is subject to the moral values and ethics may let us think over our actions. As for our unconsciousness? Well, that’s another story. With thinking, we decide. We choose to either accept the laws established by society (whether it be written or not), or throw them to the rubbish.

For better or for worse, may we be enlightened by reality and its branded moral values and ethics to think and to act as humans. Some may be identified or labelled by society as crazy or abnormal due based on norms and how consciousness should be normally perceived. Yet, people can be crazy without the need to take some pills, or to consult medical help. We are crazy because we surpassed the level of stagnancy where we ought to do what society tells us to do. Being crazy in our own little ways makes us infinite.

We are humans. We think yet we choose to act in a certain way. That is what makes us individuals, and that is what we all need to accept when we meet some random person in the street.

Being crazy matters, and so does giving respect to the person who pushes forth to do so.