The age of immortality

Funny how we have certain ages and act in different ways. From what i know... or should i say... in my not so humble opinion...

Our ages gives us the rights or tendencies to act out differently.

Here's how it goes:

0-2 years old

We could get away with almost everything. We can cry, throw tantrums, and even have that "s" mode, and people would just choose to smile and say, awwww... how cute.

3-4 years old

This ia the time when you can talk a lot of non-sense stuff and people would think you're smart. This is also the time when we start to explore more than just our regular world... this time, we learn to be more sensitive with the world around us.

5-8 years old

Pre-school to Elementary days. We start making friends and enemies. As early as this stage, we already start finding ourselves and our destinies begin to unfold. This will be the critical year when learning what's right and what's wrong will matter... or hurt. But this is also the time when we can be jerks and people will just think you're a kid.

9-12 years old

The greatest transition takes place here. We learn to have our crushes, we learn the weird feeling of love and attraction. For guys, this is where we start to wonder why our friend down there gets hard.

This is the time when we believe we're super heroes... but this is also the time when people will always say, you're no longer a child, but they will still treat you as such.

Each stage has it's own rights and privileges. This ia the time when you can call dibs on the shotgun seat. But as much as we are forces to believe that this is the stage where we are no longer allowed to cry, we're taught wrong. Every stage we go thru doesn't eradicated our past, nor our tendencies to go back to acting like them.

You can be a 10 year old yet still cry like a 5 year old when you get hurt. It's normal. You can even go as far as throwing tantrums again like a 2 year old.

13-16 years old

The prime of our lives... or so we think. This ia the time when we don't really worry too much about important stuff... well, at least not important enough for the older guys. But for us, during this time, it is very crucial to have friends, lovers, and good grades. All in all, this ia the age where acceptance will play a major role in our lives.

People will never understand why we worry about our friends, feel the need to be cool in school, and have a boy/girl friend to be accepted by society. Contrary to popular belief, i think this marks a crucial stage in a person's life.

This is where we learn to control our emotions, make friends, lie just to be cool, and peer pressure. This is where we are molded into better, or worse people. This is the start of finding out who we really are, and what we can really do.

This is the most unforgiving stage wherein the need to belong will always make us do things that are contrary to what we learn at home. This ia our yet flight zone. Most of our bruises and scars will come from this stage. Both literally, and metaphorically... it could also be physically, mentally, emotionally,  or even spiritually.

This is where i learned my first lessons in envy, jealousy, love, pain, sadness, happiness, and hurt. But this is also the stage where i learned to dance to the tune of everyone's own songs. Oftentimes, This is where we get to find our friends for keeps.

In this stage, the feeling of immortality kicks in.

This is the stage where we are called the teen-agers. And yes, we will often hear this phrase, "bah! Teenagers! " people will expect us to be reckless at thia point. And that's as good a reason as a justification to be an ass.

17-21 years old

Ahhh... the prime age of immortality.  In this stage, we learn to blend in with the world. Some better than the rest. This is where the society sees us cross over from being kids to young adults. This ia where we cross from being barely legal to being legally bound by the laws of the land.

People will always wonder, where do they get all the energy. Why do they go against the rules of life? This is because this ia the stage when we think we can do anything without any consequences. We are immortals, we can do anything, and we can't get hurt. We will try the risks without thinking of the gain, just for kicks. We will try different things in life just to say we did it.

This is the stage when people will think you're arrogant, and a know it all... well, i'm sure you are anyway. Some people will last a lifetime in trying to let go of this stage. Why? Because it's. A fun stage... the age of learning... and the age of application, all in one.


People will always expect us to act our age... but do they really know what that means?

When a person cries, he is like a kid who needs comfort. That's when he's being a 5 years old.

When people throw tantrums, he ia being a 2 year old... buy i guess it's normal.

We can act like 40 year old serious guys... even if we're merely 20. It's a choice.

To make it simpler... our ages, and these stages don't really mean we can't cross over age brackets. It only means that, people will expect us to do what ia normally done when you reach a certain age. Well, at least 90% of the time. Because the 10% percent is our right to be who we want to be at a certain moment in time.

And the simplest explanation is this... the only time we feel we are 18 years old ia when we turn 19. It takes a while to absorb a new statistic added to your age. Funny how the youth ia wasted on the young... but funnier ia how a kid loves rounding up his age... and is in a hurry... while the older guys just want the calendar to stop making them age.

Life ia beautiful... enjoy each and every stage as if it were your last... the ending will always be the same... we just dont know when.

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Vanity in me

Friedrich Nietzsche wrote that

"vanity is the fear of appearing original: it is thus a lack of pride, but not necessarily a lack of originality.
Mason Cooley's aphorism says "Vanity well fed is benevolent. Vanity hungry is spiteful."

Doing business 101

The best way to start a business is to start small... and dream big... i wonder how true that is.

I've been doing business for quite some time now, and i've only come to conclude with a couple of thoughts... this is how one should do business:

1. Dream big

2. Start big (enough)

3. Rise above expectations

4. Risk small

5. Roll the money

6. Hope for the best, but expect the worst

7. Gamble only what you're willing to lose.

Doing business is just as risky as gambling, and just as crazy/dirty as going into politics. Just as JG once said... you must know the right people, the right product, and pirate the right personnel.

However, i will always belive one thing above all else... that business is not 100% hard work. In fact, it's not even 50%.

This is my own breakdown:

20% skills

20% hard work

20% connections

40% luck

The other factors are merely insignificant statistics.

Now being a businessman is different. It takes:

30% PR

40% hardwork (or the notion/facade of hard work)

20% luck

10% jerk

At least that's what i think. Maybe i'm wrong... maybe i'm right. But i guess you won't really know unless you try right?

Money is not the root of all evil... the need for money is.

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Envy and the other E

Life is but an ever changing entity with an ever-changing view in life. Interesting how people are never contented with what they have. Some envy those that others have, while others envy those that they don't. Hard to explain, but here goes.

Sometimes, when i see people dancing in the streets, under the moonlight, and sometimes even under the sun... i just can't help but envy them.

Others envy those that are in power for what they have and what they are able to do... but i've known a lot of guys who would rather have a simple life that's filled with joy, love, and peace of mind... that be a man who has everything... yet could not find peace... and is trapped in his own fortress.

Caught off guard, id say that there are those people who live simple lives... yet i envy them... for their world is their own... they're lives are commanded as they please. But when i asked them, they confesses how much they envy me and what i have... how i can do almost everything that i wanted... and go to places that they could only dream,about. True enough, it had always been, both a humbling and, an appreciative experience to be travelling the world and appreciate what i have... and what God has given me.

Life is full of trials, tests, and even challenges.

Choices are made, and consequences paid... but despite all the woes that life brings... you will learn to appreciate the myriad of beautiful things lufe bring...

In short... we are always enviois because we fail to appreciate what we have... because we rarely look at ourselves.

if you can truly just open your heart... then maybe you'll see... that there's always enough for everyone but me. - hanson

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Diaries of a contradictory person

This will be known as one of the weirdest blogs i've ever written... it speaks about a real person with many different thoughts a guy who would contradict himself and his own thoughts and beliefs. Here's how it goes:

I've always been known as a person who had heart... a person who would let emotions rule his world... however, more often than not, i find myself wondering... and planning my next few steps... rarely careful, but always safe.

I've been known to be a very bull headed person who can easily be read... bit never have i met a person who can really read me, and my thoughts. I've made moves and decisions that even i myself don't understand....

I grew up in a family that teaches love and kindness yet i grew to hate, learned to be sly and cunning, and i even believe that i grew up in a world of lies. I've often thanked my father for his kindness, kind words, and logical teachings that taught ne yo respect people for who they are... but i also grew up fighting for what i wanted, and earning it the hard way. Life is but simple, yet people make it complicated. I complain about life's weird twists and turns... yet i myself make it complicated too.

Truth is... i know i'm not making amy sense right now... and i hate it when people don't make sense... but then again... im still writing.hehe

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A lost boy's confession

When i was a kid, i was definitely raised in a family that believed God... Then i grew up and grew away from him... At some point, i think my thought have even crossed over the dark side. I cant say i blame myself because the world around me forced me to be this way...

And then realization struck me.... And i saw something i never thought id see again... Another opportunity to be close to god. But then, i merely thought it was another fucked up moment of my life wherein im just given the short straw again... But as time passed, i realized that it was the hand of god... Asking to to come home again.

I had always believed in the higher being... But when life was good... And even when life turned shitty... I forgot to place my faith in him that made me. I learned to do things on my own, and thought that im better than god and his plans... But now i see... That without the father, i am just another lost soul trying to prove to the world that im someone important... Fighting a losing battle.

before i started putting my faith in god, i questioned every religion and teaching that shouldve brought me closer to him... I used to say....

why should i put my faith and fat in god when all i see is pain brought upon those who believed in him? Why trust a person who would let you suffer? And seeing how my dad trusted him above all... Why let the world take advantage of a man who had done no wrong, and never questioned his faith? Why let him suffer in this world and let the self-righteous succeed with his plans rule the world?

Then it struck me when my father answered this question:

How can you say that god's fair when all i see in you is a good person being taken advantaged off by the forces of evil?

He said... God is fair my child. Maybe ive always been abused... And i let them do so... Yet i still continue to help others with what i can... And the best gift god gave me wasnt really all about it... He gave me 3 kids that are fighters and aggressive... He gave me two sons that i can surely be proud of. He gave me you... A son that is so good at doing business, i wouldnt have to worry about your future.

he made a good point. At first, i thought he was just trying to pull my leg... Then i realized that my father was right... God is fair... He may have given him tons of tests and he may have let others abuse my father... But he definitely did it so that his kids will grow up strong and aggressive.

With this i part... The story... Not of the prodigal son... But the son who denied belief in god... Only to realize that one really exists... A forgiving and understanding god that would light your way... To the truth of life... on the very moment that you need him most.

So many times ive wanted to go down the dirty path... The dark... But in those moments... He provided me with one thing... A conscience... From a heart i know i definitely got from my father.

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blogging 101

For the longest time i've always wanted to share my thoughts to the world.

I'm not a man who seeks fame, nor recognition for my works. All i want is to share my life, and my stories to the world. I wanna know what they think about my life... i wanna know what they think about what i have to say...

I know i don't need to let them know who i am... but a part of me would like to tell the truth with hiding and pretenses. So now... should i share ny real name... or should i just stay anonymous?