chocolate cakes and chocolates
August 31, 2008
After long hours of watching DVD, from the time I woke up up to around 5 pm, I took a break from watching and decided to rest my eyes. Uhm, not really, I wanted to play Devil May Cry and be a little interactive. So I turned off the player and switched back to television, only to find out that Maxene Magalona is on TV and that I may have missed a major part of her interview! Oh… I forgot to tell, I adore that girl, especially her face. She looks intimidating with her chinita eyes and pretty face, but she also looks sweet and innocent to me. And her hair, I just love it. She usually wears it long and straight, just like that, much like how she dresses—simple BUT striking.
Okay, okay. I must admit, I started to adore her BECAUSE I like his father so much. I have great respect for Francis Magalona (not to mention a big crush). I like his songs, Three Stars and a Sun, Nilamon ng Sistema, Kaleidoscope World. I’m not really a huge fan of rap, but I appreciate it because of him. After all, wasn’t he the one who single-handedly brought rap to the Filipino music scene? I like how he performs whole-heartedly, how he has never shown arrogance, and how his songs have social significance. They’re not crap. (By this time, I hope you get I REALLY like Francis). Plus, the guy’s a charmer, boyish looks and all.
Back to Maxene, she was talking to his father on a phone patch. And there were tears in her eyes (which seemed she did not want to show), but she was smiling. Francis thanked the director of the soap Maxene would be doing for “bringing out the best of my daughter,” and added that before, she didn’t know how to cry. Then Maxene interjected, “You know why I’m crying Dad? Coz you’re very, very sweet.” Oh my, that’s a very sweet father and daughter there! She added, “Even if I’m making a mature role now, I’m still your baby. I’ll always be Daddy’s girl.” It’s amazing how they can be so sweet and so open to each other. Most people couldn’t (at least I couldn’t be). And on national TV? I don’t think it’s “acting.” It’s either they’re really good actors or Francis brought her up well. Whether it was heightened emotion because of Francis’ leukemia or not doesn’t matter; they became more endearing to me.
Too much sweet moment… I went back to watching Friends.
the old safeguard commercial
August 29, 2008Due to my developing lack of attention and to my aimlessly wandering mind, I was hit by a sudden thought—one that, after a few days, I’m still wondering about.
Last weekend, while in a car and not speaking to anyone, I was staring blankly outside the window, hypnotizing myself with the electric posts that amazingly seemed to have a very exact distance apart from each other. Then, boom! I asked myself a very important (?) question—what does my soul look like?
Was it like the kunsensiya in the old safeguard commercial? Would she (or it?) be a translucent mirror image of what I look like when I die? Or would it take the image of a healthy me? Or of an entirely different face? Do souls all look alike? Would a soul be blackish if the person was bad in real life? Colors may be a good way of labeling the souls (haha!). I was also thinking if my soul would walk around the earth before moving on to the light (hope not to the dark), exploring the world without a body and maybe seeing more colors than I used to have when I was alive.
And how would my soul move on to the afterlife? Would there be a bus for all souls that would take them there? Or would my lone soul rise up to heaven (aha! finally, I’d be able to fly!)? I hope there is an angel of death who’d walk me through the afterlife. It sure hell is scary starting a new “life.”
I am assuming of course that my soul is “trapped” inside my human body. What if that is not the case? What if she was just walking around with me, sleeping beside me, and if she is a bit of an adventurer, going long distances away from me? I hope I could talk to her and ask her a zillion questions; after all, isn’t it advisable to get to know yourself?
Another assumption here is that the souls have human forms (at least those of humans). What if they have animal shapes? People have always described themselves as certain animals. Maybe that’s why… If my soul has an animal shape, I’d want it to be a unicorn (because it has wings!), though I’m pretty sure the unicorn and I barely have the same traits.
What if my soul is without shape? Would it be like a ray of light blending with rays of the sun? I like that.





