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New Technology, Same Thoughts

2011-06-21T07:34:00.000+08:00

Happy New Year 2011

2010-12-31T23:00:00.008+08:00

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Why You Need to Go Down to Go Up

2010-12-21T18:00:00.008+08:00

' When football stars disappear, so do the teams... if the star is not well, the whole cast suffers.' - Pele
'The problem is that they are all stars in Madrid. You need someone to carry the water to the well.' - Diego Maradona

When The Ball Star Is Not Always You

It is winter solstice in the northern hemisphere. The earth's axial tilt is farthest away from the sun at its maximum of 23° 26'. It is the turning point from which the day starts to be longer than the night. It is however summer solstice in the southern hemisphere, during which the night begins to be longer than the day.

Note not everyone can experience same situation all the time, when someone somewhere goes up, another goes down. When someone is on his foot, somebody else is on his head. When a team got the ball, another is not having it. It is ok to miss the ball or not to be the star and be the water bearer. Athletes, salespeople, and politicians spend their days losing. Anyhow, the most notable winners usually encountered difficult loss before they champed and actually won because they resist discouragement by their defeats. Hey! Play well and want to win. This is not an “allow the ball to kick on you” post.

Zuckerberg and How Much Does it Takes to be the TIME Magazine Person of the Year

2010-12-16T06:00:00.009+08:00

' We are working hard to build a service that everyone, everywhere can use, whether they are a person, a company, a president or an organisation working for change.' - Mark Zuckerberg

The Face that Logged a Thousand Shoes

I have quit blogging yet can’t quit Googling and found the Person of the Year 2010 article by TIME Magazine who happened to choose Facebook’s Zuckerberg. I can’t help thinking how a Harvard college drop out surpassed the others in the Person in the Year list. He made less controversy than Julian Assange of WikiLeaks. He did not have the most watched video on YouTube as Lady Gaga. Does not have much fans as Justin Bieber. All he had are the following numbers:

Age: 26

No. of years working (as CEO of Facebook): 6

Influence

No. of Employees (in Facebook): 1,700

Clients (Facebook users): 600 M

Assets

Net Worth: $6.9 B

World Billionaire rank: 212 (the 3^rd Youngest)

No Google Keyword Search: 673, 000

If we however base the selection criteria from the classification of TIME 100 Most Influential People of the Century, the Person must be either: 1) a Leader or a Revolutionary, 2) a Builder or a Titan, 3) a Scientist or an Inventor, 4) an Artist or an Entertainer, or 5) a Hero or an Icon, Zuckerberg actually fills 3 criteria of only 1 required. He is an internet titan, who invented the social machine facebook, and is an icon in the cyber world. He is multi-dimentional. But is this enough to be the TIME's 2010 Person of the Year?

Time noted the value of change Zuckerberg is doing to the world. He was chosen “for connecting more than half a billion people and mapping the social relations among them; for creating a new system of exchanging information; and for changing how we all live our lives…”

Furious Fiery Fancy over China's Olympic Flame

2008-04-30T08:00:00.026+08:00

' To see Things in the seed, that is genius.' - -Lau-Tzu

Predict How Will the Beijing 2008 Olympic Cauldron be Lighted

China is a perennial surprise. Its discovery by western travelers in the 12^th century proved there exist an oriental civilization as seminal as Ancient Greece in threading the cultural carpets beneath every sunrise nation. Its naturally ancient tradition stayed mint amids the pressure of international political conflicts. Its long sleep from world trade and its dragonic economic awakening enchanted every yellowed and non-yellowed skin alike in manic awe and fear. What China will bring forth now that it will host the 2008 Olympiad is a futile guess. But we can always guess. Just like how Prometheus stole fire from the impervious gods, capture China's future ideas through advance thinking. Perhaps we can track China's next step by predicting how they will light the Olympic cauldron. See how your imagination fair with that of the most surprising civilization this millennium encountered.

Let us review how the recent past host cities culminated the relay of the divine flame, sun-kindled on a parabolic mirror at the cypress-shaded archaeological site in Olympia. Click on the pictures for the videos.

Seoul 1988
The ceremony which, showcased the Korean economic miracle to the world community, culminated with three athletes, each with a torch and stands on an elevating circular platform, lighting the cauldron. They represented sport, sciences and the arts being key opportunities to push beyond the barriers on the road to harmony and progress.

Barcelona 1992
The flame was passed from the torch of a runner to the arrow tip of the Paralympic archer Antonio Rebollo who immediately arched it into the cauldron from a platform at the opposite end of the stadium. In the subsequent Paralympics, the Olympic flame was carried by a paraplegic climber who hoisted himself up a rope to the cauldron.

Atlanta 1996
The American sentimentality was dramatized as the Parkinson victim, boxing light-heavyweight gold medalist Muhammad Ali raised the reed torch in trembling hand and ignited a special self-propelling torch that conveys the flame up a cable to the waiting scroll cauldron. The flame races around the enormous spiral, setting each jet ablaze.

Sydney 2000
After a long relay, including one under the Great Barrier Reef, the flame was passed to the aboriginal, 400m-run medalist Cathy Freeman who circled the boomerang torch over the cauldron ring beneath the pool she is stepping on. The fire-water ring elevated and journeyed up to the zenith of an inclined falls – exhibiting Australia's ode to the oceans.

Athens 2004
The progenitor of sports stressed its space and time legacy that it ignited the first flame to travel from Ancient Olympia to the rest of the world and back. The windsurfer Nikolaos Kaklamanakis raised the olive torch to the bowing olive cauldron, flaunting the power of man over machines and the future. The cauldron slowly swung up and lifted the flame high above the stadium.

Beijing 2008
The flame currently soars its way around mainland China following a phoenix graphical pattern and will reach the Bird's Nest cauldron, which at first I though is a cocoon, 100 days from now. It is relayed propane to propane burning from the lucky clouds graphic at the tip of the paper-scroll-shaped torches. Imagine the egg before the phoenix reaches its nest to lay. Predict how will the Beijing 2008 Olympic cauldron be lighted.

Prediction 1. Liu Xiang, the reigning world record holder in the 110 meter hurdles at 12.88 seconds, will leap fire obstacles and be flown up by a Chinese Phoenix to the cauldron representing Chana's shift from a leaping technocracy to a flying global economic power.

Prediction 2 . After a nautical parade, the cauldron will rise from beneath the creek beside the stadium to which Yao Ming, of the NBA Houston Rockets, will dribble a fire ball while riding a soaring lucky cloud to dunk into the cauldron -analogy to China's greatest achievement while being harmonious with nature.

Prediction 3. Chinese gymnasts will pass on the the flame in circle while hanging from the ntricate matrix of the Bird's Nest stadium roof. After which the roof's inner lining will form a scroll and be the olympic cauldron to which each gymnast will together ignite elaborating the slogan “One World, One Dream.”

Prediction 4. The Fuwa (Olympic mascot) kids - the Lin 6-year-old quintuplets from Shantou, Guandong Province representing fire, water, earth, wood and air - will form a totem pole (check promotional video), with the fiery red one on top lighting the cauldron.

These are just my personal thoughts. The countdown to their closeness to truth is still running below. Good Luck China! The World Awaits!

To Provoke the Senses
It is exciting to guess especially when your idea is strange yet a very likely outcome. Share your thoughts over the lines of Lao-tzu “To see things in the seed, that is genius.” My analogous interpretation is of course seeing the egg before the bird reaches the nest as exemplified by this post. What is your interpretation?

State of the Blog Address: First Six Months of Hulag

2008-04-24T18:00:00.007+08:00

' We can move forward bit by bit by looking back to our mini achievements. '

- Wangbu

Most Remarkable Blogging Experience
Dear Readers, Hulag is to date had been running for six months with minimal blogging breaks. Happy am I to be able to maintain it this long while paddling away from the giant procrastination whirlpool growing inside me. Even I already realized what kept me blogging, my wonder of the continuance is still going on in a cycle. Now I am checking back what happened in the Hulag past which inspired me to continue moving.

6. Able to Blog for a Month

At 1 month of blogging, the fact that I am a procrastinator who terrorize my shortened off-duty schedule, blogging for a month is already an achievement.

5. Listed at Blog Catalog’s Popular Blogs

At 2 months of blogging, Hulag have been listed among the Blog Catalog’s Popular Blogs. It is easy to be at the list. Simply visit and comment on other sites in the network and lead other authors to your Blog Catalog homepage. The more you will be visited, the greater chances you'll have on being listed as the most popular blog.

4. Granted Free Ad at ProBlogger.net

At 3 months of blogging, with aid of free advertising in the most valuable traffic generating scheme Entrecard, Hulag had a 24-hour exposure at one of the blogging world's most priced site for the advertising-ProBlogger.net. I only sent me 68 views, but it is already everything to a 3-month-old blog.

3. Chipped among Entrecard’s Most Popular

At 4 months of blogging, Hulag reached the first row of entrecard's most popular blog. It was tough to be on despite row that I dropped on 300 cards daily. I devised schemes so - my first Entrecard Drop Rank Wall which I later revised as E Wall.

2. Included in Top 100K Alexa Rank Bracket

At 5 months of blogging, Hulag was able to reach the top Alexa 100K bracket. The best recorded daily rank was last March 13 being rank 46 024 according to global reach. During which Hulag ranked 930 in Nigeria, 6 316 in New Zealand, 6 319 in the Philippines, 8 315 in South Africa, 13 521 in Malaysia, 15 091 in United States and 19 023 in Denmark. Since Alexa include all types of sites, it is also good to realize that among blogs in the Philippines, Hulag ranked # 20.

1. Received Links from more than 100 Blogs According to Technorati

At 6 months of blogging, despite being shy of social media, Hulag was able to receive links from more than 100 blogs according to Technorati. This is nothing without you kind linkers out there. Thanks! Thanks! Thanks!

In the next six months Hulag will reforming its blog traffic catching appeal. It will concentrate on developing more inspiring self-motivation content as it seeks to utilize its world wide web exposure to project its primary goal of being a blog for those who lagged.

To Provoke the Senses
Why not look back to your most remarkable moments? Aside from bringing fun, it also pushes you forward.

Reasons Why I Love Drowning into Blogging

2008-04-16T06:48:00.011+08:00

' I think you have to know who you are. Get to know the monster that lives in your soul, dive deep into your soul and explore it.'

- Tori Amos

Official Entry to The Blog Award Challenge # 1

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I Blog Therefore I Am
Off the net proved bootless ideas to my personal campaign against procrastination, thus I started to check life solutions in the Cyber Ocean and luckily discovered the blogosphere. I got intrigued by its collection of elastic self expressions and come-see-this-way opinions fighting for attention over a public space. At first, I thought blogs are diaries necessarily to be filled within 24 hours. Later, I understood posts were not always personal and most blogs were closer to a regularly updated, interactive, educational, online book rather than to a mute daily blubber. I found the blog both as a play space for my literary soul and as a deadline timer for my procrastinating ego. Perfect solution so, I plunged into blogging.

For almost half a year I am still into blogs despite procrastination reminds me then and now that it still exists in the peripheral fringes of my behavior. One more wonder why I am still blogging is that I, since childhood, enjoy the ningas-cogon attitude which like cogon grass quickly catches fire, burns heavily and puts-off quickly. Actually, I found the reasons why I loved drowning into blogging beyond 3 to 5 posts more startling than why I started to blog. I am currently having pearl finds as I discover what are in me which made me blog.

I am a Procrastination Combatant. My post-now - or-never attitude blogging becomes my real life guide to manage procrastination. I copied the capability of being prompt in posting to real life work to oblige myself to perform on time. My posting rings a bell on me not only on compelling deadlines but also on doing things at the right time. Blogging therefore is a cure to my time abusive self.
I am an Experimental Artist. Boredom of things not getting new made me rely to the progressive world of blogging as stable resource of novel perspectives. The art of blogging sustains my inner desire for something new most of the time. I enjoy accumulating and testing updated effective strategies for better blog analysis, optimization, publication, design development and monetization. Blogging therefore feed my hunger for discovery.
I am a Literary Acrobat. Flexing and stretching words and sentences to get readers interest excites my writing muscle mass and adepts my vocabulary. It recollects my literary pool which is wasted in my life before. Knowing I can write better than I used to, which attuned my writing to a spiritual rhythm, is the most gratifying gift of the blog to me. Blogging therefore serves as my language gymnasium.
I am a Hermit on the Loose. Rare was it for me to have a life beyond my skin but my blog displays proved more than just few square inches of exposure of the weird, wild, weed me to the blogging collaborative, cross-border community. It sent me reading friends and enlightened me with networking, commenting, and socializing skills. In fact I learned valuing others more from blogging than from the contact world - honestly stated. Blogging therefore generates my somewhat-called social life.
I am a Lecturing Learner. As a procrastinator who learns to move, I love to share my life discovered solutions for any distraction, through language plays, and against my hermitage. All these being delivered through my first ever blog - Hulag, a blog for those who lagged. It is so fun to learn and share what I have learned at the same time.

Blogging therefore serves as one of my media for altruism. Just five pearl dives for now. Although I know that there is more to my person which clicks well with blogging so I remained a blogger. Worth discovering and elaborating so long as my eyes, fingers and soul are willing to be drowned into this cyber ocean against the pressure to procrastinate. Whenever this blogging experience ends soon, the part of my life that I became a blogger will always be treasured. I blogged therefore I was blogger. And I am still now.

To Provoke the Senses

It is not easy to dive for reasons in life actions but simply start achieving it and you will get hooked to it. Do the same in achieving any action - just begin and you will find yourself crossing through. There might be pirates to hamper you but just keep going.

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Post Update

This post is edited to suit the first theme of The Blog Award Challenge: I Blog Therefore I Am. It is always fun to see the reasons why you blog. You can write it down and join the blog award challenge.

Getting Free of the Rice Exchange System

2008-04-13T17:55:00.032+08:00

' Staples: serve steep, solicit sapient submissions, siege societal security scaffold. Strip Staples. '

- Wangbu

Rice Shortage Bubble
The heaviness of this alarm ringed every ear, every nose bleed, and haunted every pocket of each ordinary Filipino when the Philippine business community announced rice shortage lately. Succeeding The inevitable increase in price of 1 Kilo of rice, which is a daily everything to every Pinoy, taunts all in line from the office bosses regularly paid to the peanut vendors. The idea that each commodity in the country equates to certain half, double, triple or powers of rice exchanges, all prices of general commodities threaten to hike up with the rise in rice price. The commotion reached the blog posts of Ana, Benson, Geramae, Gerthy, Jennie, Joni, Kebelle, Marie, Marikenya, SirKramic, Vincent, and Webster. There is so much more to bubble about rice shortage yet I am not interested on it anymore. Let the economic tyrant (read my e-opinion below if you can) play its violin for a while; simply avoid dancing with his tune.

Changing Serving

Just take this bowl: There are tyrants in our lives which we can drive out - our dependence to staples in us. Not necessarily rice, oats, maize, potato, bread, pasta, noodles or cassava, but the daily sellable and unsellable commodity we are dependent of such as electricity, TV series, frozen foods, air-conditioned environment, water heater, branded clothing, ATM machines, push button gears, soda machines, text message alert tones, cell phone reminders, coffee breaks, desktop calendars, lap tops, razor kit, 15 minutes fame, security advisers, loan makers, bogging... oops.... add more what you can recall. They became our daily respirators. Ouch! But how about getting free from this life staples which for some long whiles accompanied our breathing? Doing it is exactly reculturing so I am not suggesting moving totally away from it but simply gain independence from it. Recall how the rice shortage bubble like dominoes every affected less important economic commodity. More bowls...

To Provoke the Senses
Do you find yourself dependent on something or someone? Dependence is not bad. However we should try to be independent from the thing we are dependent of so as to avoid addiction - which is a greater degree. There is more to life than one single thing.

TV Game Shows and the Power of Now Deciding

2008-04-09T07:11:00.005+08:00

' Nothing is far away as one minute ago.'

- Jim Bishop

The Culture of Urgency

Each society, give or take a few, is securing adapt to the culture of urgency. To be decided faster than your short-term goals are your quick-attack-dodge-now goals. Can not imagine how your speed should then be? Just think of your house on fire. Your adrenalin-rush stunts to put off the fire and save your family trapped inside are how quick life in urgent culture turns. Although the non-camera world is on its lazy speed, adjust your pace to always being on fire as in the following worldwide syndicated TV game shows with progressive eliminations:

Enter the Big Brother house where you have to keep alert of every publicized eat, sleep, fart, kiss, bath or cry you do. You have to nominate two or more housemates instantly against emotional attachments, against minimal data you have about your housemates never met before, but along the track intellectualized that you should be the last one to leave the house to win this big voyeuristic game.

Compete in the show Pop Idol contest where you have to pitch to hit or be hit by the judges while insults boost your esteem amid the audience boos. You have to compete with hairbreadth time for a chance stardom which is hairbreadth away to win and hairbreadth away to lose the only recorded using the musical style that was able to spot # 1 Billboard hits - charisma.

Take a lane in the Amazing Race around the world every passing unpredictable geographical location. You have no right to waste split second decisions while keeping your teem on the track of the way to the pit stop at the cultural backdrop of the picturesque scenery around you.

Strategize your self in the Survivor game. Get courageous tactics to throw a lifeline to pull into your future you from the wilderness to your messy one million dollar dream and decides second per second to outwit every ally or foe, out win every energy or emotion, to everyone who will outlast your way to insecure IT.

Think of the human society as an evolutionary hum drum that forms its own progressive elimination. The rules that follow the TV game shows are the same rule follows in real life race which is the most special edition of Survivor - Survivor Living Earth. No need for a fire to stimulate you. As long as you trust your plans are unflawed, go! Do this and that now!

To Provoke the Senses

How fast do you choose with care? Opportunity is rare, is time bound, is precious, and is necessity in some cases. Enhance your ability to handle opportunity by practicing quick-attack-dodge-now responsible decision makings.

Humping Habit History

2008-04-01T07:16:00.003+08:00

There were two islands I am familiar of more than any other- Panay and Negros. And this is their tale:

Panay is an island of wide flats and small hills and on its flank stripped and strapped by many rivers. These natural irrigations made the place ideal for growing rice. Indeed rice was grown here ever since the first agricultural societies dwell in the island. The masses soon relied to rice. In fact they copied population spread from the fashion of the rice plant. Farmers which rooted from the mouths of the rivers speckled inwards, roads splits left and right, and split further left and right, and split further dividing to unpaved paths which end with isolated dwellings. Each dwelling is a watch over hut to a few rice paddies. The complexity of population distribution which was a gift during the agricultural period became a bad convention to serve with modernization. It rather made social cohesion, technology introduction, economic development and other government projects allocation difficult. It was in charge for the fall of the once progressive Panay.

Negros is island skirt to the Kanlaon volcano. The many years of eruptions fertile the soil enough to attract the elites of Panay to put up sugarcane plantations. The population which established here became dependent to sugarcane and imitated indeed the expansion of a sugarcane plant. The people rooting from a southern delta spread in northward and southward directions constructing compact settlements along the way like node ends in the sugarcane stalk. Each settlement is practically managed by a haciendero, a sugar baron, whose manor, sugar mill, and sugarcane workers, rest at the center of a vast sugarcane field. Each settlement is practically a society in itself. It became easier to build public facilities such as schools and implement economic developing projects in these packaged settlements. This condition made Negros advanced more rapidly than Panay in the modern era.

This tale might resonate as a fiction to you yet the whole lot of what was said here are real situations. Panay is an island in central Philippines intricately meshed into four provinces with a total of 90 towns but only 3 cities. Negros is the island just east of Panay but neatly divided into two provinces with a total of 38 towns and 19 cities. Negros is far advance then with city to town ratio of 1 is to 2. Way ahead of Panay ratio being 1 does to30. Practically, geography and population spread pattern became habitual causes of the continuous downfall of Panay while Negros soars.

I live in Panay and formulated this harsh comparison while having a trip to Negros last weekend: There are some habits we can not change. It sticks to us. It pulls us down. That is what I just discovered. I might regret publishing this in a self motivation blog but I simply have to mention my thoughts. Probably change might ensue breaking those habits. But I don not know how powerful it must be to fix the logarithmic damage brought by history. Probably what we have is acceptance and adaptation to it. Adaptation in a sense that to put this bad habit to good use instead of breaking it. I do not know how exactly. It is brain ruining to think about.

On Black Campaigns

2008-03-28T20:00:00.001+08:00

Tomorrow, the 29th of March between 8 to 9 PM in your time zone, you will be in black as the Earth Hour will be observed as part of the non-negotiable anti-global warming campaign. I have experienced 2–month long dark nights two decades ago when the super typhoon Ruping toppled electrical posts in our area while whipping central Philippines. Having an hour without electricity is not much of a bother to me. What dulls me more is the reason behind the campaign, weather it really is for the decaying environment or simply to redirect the public mind from a political activity hostile to the supporting governments just like the first Earth Day set simultaneous with Lenin’s 100th Anniversary. It confuses me as much as I am already confused with the businessmen made-believe “rice shortage” to increase the pricing of this Philippine staple. But anyway if you believe that there is really no significant event to be blocked by this global black out, go participate. Here is the campaign:

Viral Linkathon

2008-03-27T17:22:00.005+08:00

The benefits of Viral Linking:
1. One of the fastest ways to see your Technorati Authority explode!
2. Increase your Google PageRank fast
3. Attract large volume of new traffic to your site
4. Build your community
5. Make new friends!

I have randomly selected 5 of you below to be tagged and I hope that you will similarly publish this post in your blog. Thanks to Lloyd Lopez who brought me to this. You have to tag 5 other bloggers and just keep adding on to the list. (Do not replace, just keep on adding! Yes let’s hope a long list!) It’s real easy! Tag others and see your Technorati Authority increase exponentially!

And these are the people who already took part on this tag:Blognation, Pinoytek, Reyna, Bluep, Kotsengkuba, Buraot, Iris, Banco De Reyna, Manilenya, Mitch, Melai, Malen, Beng, Sasha, Foolsville, Lloyd Lopez, Hulag, [next please]
I tagged these bloggers:
Momma Muse
My So Called Life
Stephan Miller

Trip The Lady
You [who ever wishes to join]

Recollections of a Social Media Newbie

2008-03-27T07:58:00.004+08:00

You must admit that you happen to ecounter at least one social media site in your entire blogging career. While you joined to leave links in your accounts that were redirected to your blogs, you also reserved a tag for “social media” among your posts. You certainly knew the link building potency of such sites that you often would not miss strategies on improving and sustaining traffic from it, however dried and stale those strategies were constructed.

I have to admit that my exposure to social media is very minimal. I submitted my site to only a few. In fact, Hulag was missed in Eugene's initial Top Philippine Blogs According to Alexa despite having a rank of 74,481 which would make it number 20 in the list a probable reason that it is not registered in Ratified.org which is a near complete aggregation of active Filipino blogs. I know it was my fault Eugene, thank you very much for including me in the list. But certainly, though I had been working across my hectic offline schedule to network harder to gain traffic and link backs, this is not my point of rendering you a social media related topic.

Social Media is an umbrella term that defines the various activities that integrate technology, social interaction, and the construction of words and pictures. That is the exact wikipedia definition. Wikipedia itself is a social media of reference type. So the word social media is beyond just the popular bookmarks we click and networking communities we joined. It even encompases social advertising such as Entrecard, event promotion such as Upcoming and online gaming such as World of Warcraft. To a certain context, blogs and podcasts are also forms of social media, so are your e-mails and instant messagings.

Accompanying exposure, a social medium with a substance is a farm of fresh feeds to the brain. Through which, you can either read good posts common or uncommun to you. In turn you will be assisted in blogging as your readings helps you see things better, your aawareness invites cooking of new ideas. Through a social medium you can discuss opinions especially with experienced bloggers around might provide you insights. Such interaction solicits tastes from multiple palates improving your mastery of your knowledge recepie. I would like to harvest new ideas first from my ten trusted (though I have not joined some yet) social sites:

The Four Forwarding Blogging Bookmarks

The Three Threading Comprehensive Communities

The Two Trendy Sharing Sites

The One Online Link Authority

Technorati

To utilize social media is not to scavenge data or files from accounts of other. But to consume the collective intelligence funneled from them as daily living knowledge diet. Meanwhile, as you munch forward, you will be lumped with false statements, abusive expressions of freedom, blogging indifference, piggybacking, borrowed forms of trust, experiments with controversies or dry topics. But once swallowed you will just get used to them. If digested, they becoming additional learning nutrients to your self improvement. Rather participate it social media as they facilitate free-for-all knowlege farming sprees.

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Entrecard Drop Wall

2008-03-23T15:01:00.052+08:00

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This is a wall in progress. Please bear with me.

On a Posting Pause

2008-03-19T20:14:00.008+08:00

I am swapping my minutes to write good articles with time to examine blog litanies from litanies of blogs which I am planning to include in my new entrecard drop rank wall. Yes, I notice the previous wall is not of practical use any longer as some blogs changed domains, some lost widgets, some were not reciprocating unlike the kind group of Lee Doyle, some were not downloading fast as those in the now erased list of Bendever, and some were not persuasive to read anymore. In this drop wall reset, I will still include some interesting blogs from the previous which I can not just leave behind. Help me find the rest.

Quizzical Quasi-Quotation

2008-03-16T18:12:00.006+08:00

One of my childhood memories surrounds over the stripping and plaiting of palaspas or fronds freshly taken from coconut or buri palm, intricately woven into thousand an one designs, and brought to church for blessing during Palm Sundays to commemorate the entry of Christ in Jerusalem. These were then made as decks, as religious reminders, as talismanic symbols in almost every Catholic Filipino home, business establishment and vehicle. The ubiquity of these palm fronds reminds Philippines, the only Christian nation in Asia, of its being second in the most number of Catholic followers in the world. Funny to note that these drying, browning sacred things are burned during Ash Wednesday and use to remind Catholics of their evanescent humanity with a cross from the soot marked on their foreheads.

At one time, routine Catholicism bored me. And it crazed me over “I believe in God.” statement; weather I really affirm it or simply quote it. This made me miss one of those Palm Sundays I yearly await and left me writing over my bed the following:

You lie supine on the upper board of your wooden bed, jackfruit double deck to be exact. You eye up the fluorescent bulb drop hanging from the sky of your twelve-year old room but you shape out the quad-centennial dome of Magellan's shrine. Who was Magellan? Whine back your first Cebu stopover to this sailor who planted the cross on your country. Through him, you then and now make the forehead, bosom, left and right shoulder tapping gesture with your right middle and index fingers. As you believed.
Later in your shirt jack years you were taught that he was an enemy of the locals, the first boss of intruders from the far west. His daring venture to the unknown, though tainted in the battle of Mactan, is still idolatric even you abhor what drove him to. Certainly he never took those wealth and power, but he posthumously homed prestige after the remains of his fleet proved that the world is round. An idea you believe.
Now you are on another voyage. This time with a one-spirit army to a place that none of your specie or the Internet could conclude exists. Not one proof could quake the earth and the universalize faith. If there was, then it had been. You made an unscientific step of jumping into conclusion that the people learned to doubt because of the absence of the backings to the basics of all, such as the A-Z of the cosmos, the inert velocity of the starting material, the sub-quantum precision of things, the perfect superlative. You wet up and down your cracked lips, el ninod by the absence of answer. But you still believe.
You shook head to the industry of past people in weaving their respective hold that completely influence their living. Some debated: nature is the origin, the means and the ends. Others find contemplation as benefactors of altruism. But you? You just don't know why you kneel head down, or you stood up arms wide and open your mouth for an Alleluia, to dinagyang your own stand. You simply pull yourself and enjoy the early to rise for nine rooster masses, the hand scalding candles in the Lenten and Easter processions and the vomiting-wheel ride above the lake of balloons and pop corn vendors during town fiestas. You even once took a role in those plays at the end of May – the Santacruzan, the search for the Holy Cross.
And you seek a goal in your voyage greater than this prose: To seek for the Cross again. What's that? Where's that? When is that? You don't know. But you believe.

That was when I was about 18. That was when my writing was still immature. That was a Palm Sunday – a day for reaffirmation of faith. Today is another Palm Sunday. Today is March 16 – the alleged date the first Europeans headed by Ferdinand Magellan discovered the Philippines. To all those who believe in God, Who ever He is to you – rediscover your faith in him today.

Ravening Rococo Researches

2008-03-14T06:27:00.004+08:00

I attended a drug company sponsored product safety review for NSAIDS and coxibs. These Nonsteroidal Anti-inflammatory Drugs (NSAIDS) are the tabs and caps we now and then buy over-the-counter for the quite relative symptom of pain we are experiencing. How many do not use Diclofenac, Ibuprofen, Mefenamic Acids, Meloxicam, Naproxen or Nimesulide which are a few generic of these? I'm sure only a few will assert as the rest are more familiar with their abused brand names which I will not promote here out of medical ethics. Coxibs are the rather new relatively safer yet expensive family of pain remedies. Unfamiliar still? Check your medicine cabinet for the generics. Almost constantly one of them is there.

The session, which is just one of the many dinner-preceded, drug product presentations held many times a week in my small city, is a talk less on the mechanism of formation of adverse effects of the drugs itself and more on understanding the reliability and relativity of researches done to satisfy such knowledge. The speaker started questioning everyone in the medical society how often they have been fooled by other speakers in other drug product presentations whom they rather take as surrogate markers for medical truth. He then equates the number to that of laymen who take drug commercial endorsers as surrogate markers for their idea of relief. Though only members of the medical society are present, there is no need to compute for comparison as everyone but a few, out of human vulnerability, have once or twice been fooled. Our speaker explained that we have propensity to be enthralled by the maturity, status, and enlightening background of other speakers who were suppose not to present clinical experiences but rather scientific data of which anyone who can understood can explain. Also, we almost always revere research outcome without assessing the potential inaccuracies in their methodologies especially the inclusion and exclusion of data. Several studies on side effects of pain relievers were then one by one dissected by him speaking only less ill to the generic of the brand of the sponsoring drug company. Somehow familiar then followed endorsement of their brand's generic as the best. However, certain things such as reviews on everyone's ramblings over theories on relativity which strikingly makes even the Einstein's Theory remain Relative already stuck with me.

The myth of science is its totally being true. Yes, it follows logic but not everything logical presents truth. One reason is that the nomenclature used in descriptive research once utilized for experiment can still be influenced by human biases. Take for example the symptom of pain. Evaluation of its intensity is subjected to individual conceptualization of degrees of pain. Given a range of 0 to 10 with 10 as the most painful experience one ever had in his entire life. One's idea of 5/10 may be 8/10 to you or just 3/10 to mine. Moreover, once you ask a person to characterize pain, how close is his idea of burning, cutting, pricking, tingling, stabbing, cramping, aching, throbbing, crushing, shooting, lancinating or jabbing to yours. For example, if you will use these semi-standardized data for an outstanding study, you might be adored in the scientific world but your results will remain relative to the angle of truth.

Take care in devouring every ounce of information you see, hear, or read even from elaborate advance scientific researches. Currently, my group of four is trying to finish a research which is a requirement for completing our one year post graduate medical internship course. I left the review of similar studies to the finest of my scrutinizing command; however systematic they boastfully describe their techniques, to minimize the chance of having also a waste basket worth of study.

How much of science is reliable to you?

The World is Mutating, Aren't You?

2008-03-11T07:06:00.012+08:00

Every spit of time like every swing a self-replicating robot is quite mesmerizing. I can not discern what age we will be next. The Age of Inevitable Mutation? This idea was conceived by me few days ago while startled by the rush of typhoid patients to the hospital where I am training in. The number of patients with prolonged complicated typhoid fever, some even need surgical intervention intestinal perforation, is challenging that of habitually elevated hospital staples (Stroke, Diabetes Mellitus and Community Acquired Pneumonia). I earlier considered it to be an isolated Iloilo City incidence but later, resigning to media blows and pops, I realized that it already staged a nationwide alarm where in the province of Laguna, Philippines outbreak has been declared. Thinking through, a grave national problem over an ordinary food-borne infection can not just be blamed on faulty hygienic practices. There must be some sort of virulent mutation in certain strains of Salmonella that backs up pathogenicity.

Time change is a cloaked event recognized only as it unveils. Prompt rolling of presents to past may occur as predicted or veer off from usual expectations. The propensity of current events to deviate from the norm is dreadfully logarithmic. These may involve alternation such as drastic change in the tycoon rankings addition such as the population explosion or loss such as environmental degradation as very basic examples. The changes which however spread in the eyes of people such as Salvador Dali are bizarre yet inconclusively possible examples.

Notice that mutations are not proceeding in the living world alone but in other facets of the earth at varying degrees, inevitable as the rising sun. Notice also that how neat you organize your plans, weather will visitingly hack your day, make out some scams and deflect your way. Notice further that only during these minor sabotages that you became mindful of earthly changes around. You never had a space in your brain for such as you adore indifference, maybe even to the fact that the temperate north zones had already shifted to daylight saving time. But I request you one thing, you have to adapt to the mutating world. Why? Though uncertainties from subjected facts are infinite, we are part of a planet where “evolutionary theory” is extending beyond just biotransformation processes. As it rotates, we undergo the course of natural selection which checks time after time that only favorable mutants (hopefully humans) remain.

So, are you ready to mutate?

Zany Zesting Zombies

2008-03-07T06:45:00.012+08:00

vs

Ranting Resting Robots

Do you ask how faster, higher, or stronger can you be? Or have you ever pushed your body to exhausting and exhilarating limits and sweat buckets? You don't? Well, shame on you for a great number of vegetative fellows completed distally by assorted substances of prosthetics, entwined around by different shapes of braces, ambulated from end to end by various modes of locomotive devices, and hurt in depth by altering approaches of pain, visit the rehab unit daily to bend life to its utmost feasible physical and occupational realization.

Even virtually resignable instances of life are not calamities unless you make them so. Collect your strength and capture the courage of these almost zombies. Be not just a ranting, rusting robot as in this alarming age of technology, it is unavoidable that companies will soon hire ordinary, perfectly operating, machine-driven staffs which receive only repairs, no demanding benefits and no complaining wages. Survive existence to points of making or breaking like a marine training stud horrified of boot camp expulsion.

One word: Discipline.
Two words: Try and Triumph
Three words: Get not scared!

Partaking Public Perspiration

2008-03-05T08:29:00.005+08:00

I am still aligning my sleep-wake cycle to my Rehabilitative Medicine rotation this March. The 24+8+8 hour 3-day routine was replaced by weekday office hour duties, stripping my receptions to Earth alive and resuscitating my long arrested civil opinion. I am not implicating here that my hospital job is a contraindication to having a personal life as it is my choice to deal with them separately.

I perceive the conventional Filipino to be extra disapproving. This trend which rooted from sporadic post-war stress disorder, grew into epidemic depression-after-oppression and fruited to this pandemic attention deficit where every mind feigning reliability crave for more daylight exposure around EDSA, more seconds in the broadcast and more square centimeter in the newsprints. They gooseneck placards, burn effigies, fire words of sense and none, to the government which they have forgotten they are also part of. They have forgotten that the Republic of the Philippines is a nation supposedly by the Filipino people and that they have to take part perspiring some of its oils which is not all about swarming like bees from a harassed hive and jamming traffic down main streets. Democratic minds in evolution - if this post will be understood wrongly, this must be the explanation.

I will skip those who chipped in rallies to support personal finances and lay down this paragraph for those who went along for national cause. The truth is we loved to be spoon-fed by the government, which we consider our parent, and do public tantrums if our desires are not fulfilled. Because we did not receive outright reassurance, we felt being betrayed, thus added more pascals to the pressure the government has been parrying or padding itself. We edgely contributed to the paralysis of civic mobility. Aren't we guilty? No, of course! We are blissful of our rebellion. “We have been there, we have done that, and it's fun!” we sing to ourselves and publicly announce that we “concerned” citizens have done our part in “correcting” the erroneous government, as if we previously corrected the errors among us.

Here are versions of problems where somehow we People of the Philippines share faults with the officials of the government:

Case 1: Food shortage
Officials' share: The Comprehensive Agrarian Reform Program (created during Aquino era) – the fractioning of land to the low-funded, less agriculture and management trained, family-first-oriented soil toilers upshot to national food shortage and reliance on Thai and Vietnamese rice.
Public's share: We did not plan our family size. Pro life is not being just concerned by the living and what the living will eat now but what the living will eat in the coming years. Besides, those who were entitled of land grants sold them to subdivision realties and kept on rallying down Mendiola to get more share with the thought of free profit by selling it to awaiting factory builders. And those who left it tilled wasted great amounts of land and rice over experiments on fertilizers and insecticides, neglecting additional assaults to the environment to which our agricultural produce is dependent of. Where is our social sense of right and wrong? Our concern to what amount of rice will be left to feed the future? We only appeal to appease our churning stomachs, and worry less of other churning stomachs in some points in the Philippines, at some points of time.

Case 2: Corruption
Officials' share: The Devolution (enacted during Ramos era) – the passing on of authorities to local leaders sponsoring the padrino system or modern day feudalism. Each applying public employee must be of the same political party of the governor or mayor. Each local venture must cut some percent of its low budget for the officials and must scream the lines: “This blah blah was completed through the efforts of Mayor Blah Blah...” Each huge affair must be permitted by local heads or left ineffective. Each public sponsorship such as social service aid for indigent hospital patients must bear the name of the congressman involved.
Public's share: We pampered these politicians by voting them, by picking them as Ninongs and Ninangs to our weddings, by tagging with their rallies or even campaigning for them. And finally kept eyes shut from their faults out of “utang
na loob” or debt of gratitude. In so doing, we became the padrinos of the
padrino system in our locality.

Case 3: Low Standard of Education
Officials' share: The low teacher: student ratio, the shortage of school infrastructures, books and equipments, the low standard of teaching as projected by almost useless graduates is perennial in other areas in the Philippines. All attributed to the high cut off in education budget by higher officials and the devalued accreditation.
Public's share: Though Filipinos culturally are concerned of their young finishing their schooling, only a few are concerned what their children have actually learned from school. Basically, education of the young is in part a parental concern. Not all parents peeked through the mental works of their children. All their concern is to see the cross the stage in wearing black toga, holding a diploma and sending them money back for their “now finished parenting.”

Case 4: Frailing Health Programs
Officials' share: There are still people who have not seen a doctor for life and dwells in areas far from the already called Rural Health Units. The government can not also raise descent salaries to draw back abroad going doctors and nurses due to lack of public funds, which can be attributed to low income tax which can not be raised due to meager individual income. For me the amount from Philhealth program is good enough based on the government's financial status.
Public's share: Please don't misquote me but human health is more dependent on heredity and individual discipline than public policies. We can not blame heredity. We just have to practice discipline. He who kept his fever for weeks, his flu for months or his cough for years without medical consult will less likely get immediate resolution. A lot of patient were brought to the ER were at the terminal stages of their illness. And most of them have diseases related to their chronic smoking and heavy alcohol drinking.

Case 5: Unhomely Public Housing
Official's share: They government was only the end of blame for their self-made homelessness of these aspiring city dwellers and so the poor parent responded by creating housing projects and relocation sites. These were often build in rush with inconvenient facilities and set far from urban sprawl thus have a common side effect of driving these squatters away from their source of livelihood.
Public's share: Everyone clamored for a roof above his head but not all tried to find his own way to have it. Who told them to live the roof they were born and grew in? Who told them to settle to urban areas and build bamboo stilts over river banks and shorelines or assemble pieces of paper, wood and metal along railways, over dumpsites or under the bridge? And now they clamor for a descent roof.

We, the Filipino People who forms the Republic of the Philippines are part of its illness had to partake in its rehabilitation for national cause and not just nonsensically assemble down the main streets with self-importance in mind.

Reaction please.

366 Filipino Bloggers

2008-02-29T18:00:00.233+08:00

First I saw a blog and dug it.
It was a witty visual tryst honestly condensed from dural fireworks, blotted every skin of the monitor, and engaged to beam a light to the dura of my own.

Then I started to blog and got hooked to it.
I channeled my running imagination of every blogable ends, crawling under cloak-and-dagger scrutiny, oddly scaring my procrastination while satisfying the blogger inside me.

Now I am destined to seek more blogs to bind to.
I on forth will explore simple phonic on-self arguments or brain-kill literati, to sincerely credit creativity, productivity and dedication and rediscover viewpoints in the silence of my biases and prejudices.

The Phase One of this planned linkathon and readathon involves those who rally with the online revolution that continually changes the Philippine web society. Here is my tribute to 366 Filipino bloggers on this rare day that added one more solar rotation to this year:

Aaron Roselo
Abaniko
Abby Ongyanco Lim*
Abbie Real
Abe Olandres
Abigail Yap
Ade Magnaye
Agent Grey
Agnes Tejada
Aileen Apolo
AJ Matela*
Aja Lorenzo Lapus
Ala Paredes
Aldrin Jhones Redolme
Alexis Tioseco
Amy Grace Remollata
Ana Togonon
Andrew dela Serna
Angela Solis
Anito Kid Mapugay*
Anmarie Reyes*
Annalyn Jusay
Anton Diaz
Apples Haravata*
Ariel Garcia
Ariel Lalisan*
Armand Frasco
Arnold Gamboa
Arnold Zafra
Arsenio Rafael IV
Arvin Tonogbanua*
Avel Manansala*
Ayeza Garcia
Azrael Coladilla
Barry Viloria
Bendever Gerona*
Benedict Aluan
Beng Hafner*
Benito SJ Vergara
Benjamin Espina
Bernadette Millares
Bevelyn Plaza
Bianca Gonzales
Billycoy
Black Soul
Bluepanjeet*
Bob Martin
Bong Austero
Bryan Veloso
Butch Dalisay
Caesar Balatero
Cai Abbass
Carl Ocab*
Carlo Ople*
Carlos Celdran
Carlos Conde
Cathy Babao Guballa*
Cathy Black
Cathy Laine Raagas
Cecil de Jesus
Cesar Noel Quiñon
Charles Lemark
Charles Nierva
Chester Tagudin
Chin Wong
ChiQ Montes
Christian Corpuz
Christina Cabreira
Christine Rivera
Christopher Sundita
Connie Veneracion
Conrad Gozalo*
Coy Caballes*
Crooner KR Guda
Culture Shiok*
Danilo Arao
Darwin S
Dave Llorito
David Edward
David Poarch
Dean Alfar
Deborah Ng
Dennis Rito
Dennison Uy
Derek Punsalan
Dexter Panganiban*
Dickoy Magdaraog
Dine Racoma
Ding Fuellos
Doc Emer
Dominique Cimafranca
Dong Ampil
Dorica Lopez
Ederic Eder
Eds Nanquil
Edward Arevalo
Elizar Palad
Ellen Tordesillas
Elymar Apao
Em Dy
Enrico Dee
Erasmusa
Eric Ariel Salas
Eric Clark Su
Ernesto Sonido Jr.
Erra Sanjorjo-Gomez
Erwin Oliva
Erwin Rafael
Esteniejade Herrera
Ethelbert Ouanu
Eugene Alvin Villar
Euri Darenthorne
Ferdinand Decena
Fernando Martirez III
Fitz Villafuerte*
Flowell Galindez*
Francis Gerard Alcala
Frank Augustine Manuel III
Frank Cimatu
Gabriel Mercado
Gail Dela Cruz
Garry Urbi
Gary Sumayao
Geri Barcelona
Gerry Albert Corpuz
Gian Paolo Samson*
Giancarlo Alvarez
Gibbs Cadiz
Gigi
Gino Carteciano*
Giovanni Castro
Gladita
Grace Ibay
Grace Maghanoy
Guia Almonte
Gwen Nava
Hannah Samson
Haren Fegarido
Hector Bryant Macale
Helga Weber
Howie Severino
Ian Alvarez
Ian Casocot
Ian Gomez*
Ilang-Ilang Quijano
Irvin
Irvin Sto. Tomas
Ishmael Ahab
Ivan Anthony Henares
J. Angelo Racoma
Jake Batausa
Jalexander Honco
Jam Macabanding*
Jane King
Janette Toral*
Jason Paul Laxamana
Jay Bray Cabaña*
Jay David
Jay Frank De Jesus
Jaypee Habaradas*
Jayvee Fernandez
JC Mae Palmes
Jean Grey*
Jeffrey Eugenio
Jeffrey Wong
Jehzeel Laurente*
Jennifer Aspacio*
Jericho Dignadice
Jerome Quinto*
Jessica Zafra
Jhayzie Santos
Jhed Cabrera
Jher
Jigs
Jim Paredes
Jinjiruks Ikari
JM Agreda
JM Tuazon
Joan Joyce*
Jody Liwanag
John Cuneta
John Nery
John Rana
Jojo Malig
Joliber Mapiles*
Jolla Carmen
Jon Limjap
Jonas de los Reyes
Jonas Diego
Jonas Serapion
Jonathan Cuevas*
Joni Ang
Jorelle Tuvillo
Jorge Cosgayon
Jorich Roa Ponio
Jove Francisco
Joy-Joy
Juan Karlo Licudine*
Julia Aquino*
Julius Jason Junio
Julius Rocas*
Jun Anteola
Jun Asis
Junelle Caravana*
K Santos
Karla Vanessa Redor
Kates Gasis
Katherine de Castro
Karlo Mongaya
Kaye Inigo
Kevin Bautista
Kevin Codamon
Kristine Roa
Lace Llanora
Lalon dela Rosa
Lauren Dado
Lavern Tan*
Lex
Lhee Anne
Liz Buenaflor
Lloyd Lopez*
Lord Art Lomarda
Lori Baltazar
Lorie Therese Locara
Lotus Flower
Louie Mateo*
Luis Teodoro
Luz Rimban
Mae Paulino
Mae Yen
Maki Eduardo
Maline SP*
Malou Escasa
Manuel L. Quezon III
Manuel Viloria
Marben John Salarda
Marc Dionisio
Marc Roger*
Marcelle Fabie*
Marcos Caratao Jr.
Marcus Rex II
Marhgil Macuha*
Mari Quint
Maria Angela Abad
Maria Jose
Maribeth Daquilanea
Maricris Nonato
Mark Aethen Agana*
Mark Buladaco
Mark CG
Mark Ferdinad Tayag*
Mark Javellana
Mark Unmute
Mark Verzo
Merketman
Markku Seguerra
Marwin Mira
Mary Ann Tinsay
Massa P*
Max Limpag
Melissa Atienza-Petri
Michael Lee
Migs Hipolito
Mike Lopez
Mike Villar*
Mimi Abesamis
Mixxy*
Monaco*
Mong Palatino
Nalen Aguilar
Nancy Reyes
Natalie de Guzman
Neil Brian Bernardo
Nestle Poell Lagaya
Nicholas Kister
Noel Cabacungan
Noemi Dado*
Norman Serapio
Oliver Mendoza
Oliver Robillo
Pam Pastor
Pao Araos*
Pao Mateo
Paolo Mendoza
Paul Brett Orozco
Paul Santos
Paulo Ordoveza
Peachy Herrin
Peter Abilla
Pierre
Rachel*
Rain Contreras
Rannie Turingan
Rayland delos Reyes
Reah Bunsoy
Red Kinoko*
Remo Aguilar
Resshell Brian Rojas
Rex Dizon
Rey Ian Corpuz
RG Cruz
Rhea Ong Yiu
Rhea Samson*
Reynz*
Rhiza Sanchez
Rhyan*
Richard Diongson
Richmond Paul Ruiz
Ricky Yaneza
Rico Mossesgeld
Rino Avila
Robert Reyes*
Rocketboy
Rocky John Tayaban*
Rodrick Guarin
Roland Agreda
Roland Tanglao
Ronnie Ferez*
Rouel Ganir
Ruby Grace Galvez*
Ruth Schaffer
Sacha Chua
Sajid Kamid
Sarah Cada
Sarj Malanyaon
Sasha Manuel
Sedricke
Señor Enrique
Shai Coggins
Shane Jaducana
Shari Cruz
Shay Delgado
Sherwin Castillo
Skye Lau
Solitary Bird
Sonnie Santos*
Sophia Joyce Uy
Sophia Marie Lucero
Stephanie Caragos
Stephen Cuyus
Sustines Laplana
Tess Termulo*
Tessa San Diego
Tew Reonal
Tiffany Chua
Tina Panganiban-Perez
Toe Oblena
Tonet Ardael
Toni Marikit
Tonyo Cruz
Urbano dela Cruz
Victor Villanueva
Victoria Gaerlan
Vince Celeste*
Von Totanes
Wangbu*
Will Garcia
Wilson Chua
Winston Almendras*
Wys Gal
Yolynne Medina
Yoshke Dimen
Yusop Masdal
Zaldy Dalisay
Zenia Mai Enriquez
Zobel Certeza

*with entrecard

An International Dread of Iron Fist

2008-02-25T16:00:00.043+08:00

Two years and two decades ago a human barricade in flowers and prayers, marching along the Epifanio de los Santos Avenue in Manila, toppled down a mad man who pathologically ruled the Philippines for 20 years. The strategy was noted to be far effective than any saliva, ink, blood, torches and effigies scrambled in in earlier attempts to break through the trigger-addicted, money-driven, terror-friendly regime. The human barricade succeeded since its soul was not just among those elbow-linking thousands in the capital but extended to the million freedom seekers in every habitable island in the archipelago which seemed to be every Filipino except Ferdinand Marcos, his family, cronies and worshipers. That spirit of solidarity under the wings of freedom from an Iron Fist gave birth to the world's first ever People Power Revolution.

Each member of this global society recognizes some years of living dangerously which often fell between the span of mid 30's to mid 90's which was characterized by Soviet ventriloquisted communist Europe, Che-Guevara-inspired Latin rebellion, post- colonial African republics' wrong concept of democracy, and Asian economic rape and strangulation. Iron fists themselves came in variety internationally such as: open absolute controllers (Agusto Pinochet, Francisco Nguema) or lurking political manipulators (Ne Win, Antonin Novotny, Anastasio Samoza, Mohammad Reza Pahlavi, Josip Tito, Vulko Chervenkov); justifying oppressors (Mao Zedong) or benevolent kleptocrats (Juan Peron, Kenneth Kaunda, Anwar Sadat, Omar Torrijos, Fidel Castro); genocide gods (Adolf Hitler, Francisco Franco, Muhammad Soeharto, Pol Pot, Nicolae Ceausesco) or opponent vindicators (Benito Mussolini, Jorge Ubico, Nur Muhammad Taraki, Mengistu Mariamu, Luis Tejada, Zine Ben Ali); and freaked warriors (Gustavo Pinilla, Ho Chi Minh, Moammar al-Qadhafi, Sani Abacha) or dreaming megalomaniacs (Joseph Stalin, Antonio Salazar, Manuel Obria, Idi Amin, Manuel Noriega, Sadam Husein). The unique cultic ideology which spun around the brains of these notorious persona ran down their nerve endings and crossed skins to create a prolonged hair raising sensation in every contingent of their nations. Their eras were marked by changes from maps to marital statuses, from fellowships to food allocation, from culture to concept of truth. Hoodlums come from the government, from people in black robes, from men in uniform, all spreading terror. Every opposition was a rebel, every rebel was executed, every execution was concealed. Companies grabbed from the elite, and soul sipped from the marginalized. The knowledgeables bled, the innocents sweat. Grand projects proposed, started and fell while IMF dept rose. Nearly everyone lost someone or something. Too ghastly to recall, yet too vivid to be forgotten.

To understand it all, Iron Fists were also humans perverted by psychological stresses reaching values critical enough for them to cause such social-politico-economic problem. Such social problem requires only one type of solution – human solution – such as the people power revolution. The success then of depends on the critical mass of individuals (mostly the oppressed) in dread of iron fist who are willing to participate in recollecting the national soul and reviving its people, its government , its economy and its culture and redirecting its destiny.

Weeding Wandering Wordiness

2008-02-22T06:49:00.003+08:00

I don't talk a lot, though I soulfully understand that talk deals, talk feels, talk gears and talk heals. But lately, with some few word outs I have done, I was reminded that talk also jails and talks could kill.

There was a group of sophomore medical students sent to the hospital one night to observe clinical procedures done during a normal delivery. While waiting for a patient to arrive (or not to arrive), I toured them around the wards, the labor and delivery rooms and gave them a “welcome-to-the-hospital introduction” including brief patient care, basic ward routine, and chart rounds. As a big brother in medical field I also left them some tips on how to apply the three-year theoretical knowledge in the actual clinics. The sharing of my personal experiences to others is always a learning process on my part as it reminds me of my own errors. That group's 12-hour obstetric exposure, however, ended without a single delivery. Not even a patient to labor watch about. Quite rare in the department which on the average have 3 to 9 deliveries each night.

That unlucky joke of time resulted to my name and my words which were just popping out that night being lollied, tongue volleyed like a candy, crunched to bits, swallowed and digested down to the sophomore medical students' exposure report paper. My colleague who was able to read those feedbacks called my attention. He laughed pronouncing it loud. I felt so ashamed and on the brink of finding a suturing set to hand tie my lips. What have I done? There was really nothing in the papers that can jail or kill me since I also did not spread a 10th degree gossip but an unslanderous personally experienced hospital life. But the idea that every sense and nonsense words I sent out were absorbed by my younger sibs in the med field who are still in the earlier levels of opinion evolution kills me. They won't forget those nonsense words. And I won't too.

Despite I don't talk a lot, even I am not into gossips, though I keep on minimizing information miscommunication, simply because I talk I am vowing to weed my words out. Talking words or too powerful. Let us weed our wandering wordiness because talks could kill.

Cautious Candle Consumption

2008-02-18T23:36:00.003+08:00

We are like candles as our living earth is. We eat ourselves. But we are not picked-up sticks, wick-moistened till ignition and left vaporizing to waste candelas of lumination to nothingnity. We have to be consumed clean, fragrant and ritualistic as possible. We have to practice responsible self-consumption.

To feign a dictionary, consuption is the action and effect of using or spending property or utility to meet needs or desires. In the world of exchange, it is the final stage of economic process where good or service of some value to the consumer subject are either directly destroyed or transformed into another type of goods or services. The 21st Century is challenging more and more our pattern of consumption. The world government amidst global prosperity, are taking steps to reduce it, reusing the reusable, recycling the recyclable, almost to project a creation-destruction ratio of 1:1, which even in artificial computations remains a project. I say we do not have to stop or reduce burning ourselves as candles deserve to be consumed till the last paraffin molecule. Human satisfaction must not be sacrificed to ephemeral matter. We just have to spend cautiously day by day.

Responsible consumption is mortal awareness that everything we gobble has barter cost: physiologic, financial, social or environmental are a few. Each time we spend we pay with our calorie dump, our monetary earnings, and our specie from our core family to the man world periphery, and the Earth itself – the then green and blue Earth we were educated of. OK, less talk here. Just reflect with a candle.

Again, we have to be consumed clean, fragrant and ritualistic as possible.We have to practice cautious candle consumption.

Come What May

2008-02-14T06:40:00.005+08:00

On Memes and Viral Linkng

2008-02-10T17:49:00.000+08:00

I have less affinity for memes as they were invented to recourse one's Technorati and Page Ranks. But noticing how viral the friendship (personal and netwise) between bloggers who tag each other, memes are of good interpersonal use after all. So I accepted this tagging of me of an Alphabet Meme which was started by Michael.

———COPY FROM HERE———-
Rule #1
Copy all the links below (make sure its alphabetized) and replace a single link under the appropriate alphabet. If your domain name, or even the title of your blog, starts with an ” A,” you’d replace the link under that alphabet and put the replaced link at the bottom. Also, don’t forget to credit the tagger.
angelika1972.blogspot.com
bloggingcents.com
caffeine-overload.com
delusionsofgrandeur.com
enjoyingtheride-jenn.blogspot.com
forumfinder.net
gotic-peach.net
hulag.blogspot.com
ipentimento.com
juliesjournal.com
kabalyero.com
ladybanana.co.uk
michaelpark.net
notjustmama.net
originalmx5.net
patrickdevivo.com
qweddings.com
rantingsofawoman.blogspot.com
sianikatts-gower.blogspot.com
tiffanyaller.blogspot.com
utada-online.net
valmg.com
wickedbabylon.com
xaviermedia.com
yimto.com
zbudapest.com
Replaced link: happykeg.com
Previous tagger: angelika1972.blogspot.com
Rule #2
You now have to “tag” at least five people and encourage them to participate so that this thing spreads like a virus. Remember, though, that not everyone’s into these kinds of things, so don’t be upset if they don’t participate. Just simply replace your tag. Remember to tag blogs only and no pornographic ones as we do want to keep the integrity as a blogging community. TIP: Tag your frequent EntreCard droppers via its messaging system. As for me, I will tag the following:
ahkong.net
bluestemwine.blogspot.com
cromely.blogspot.com
ez-money-online.com
getburied.com
glitchline.com
impnerd.com
internetdreamer.co.uk
jammedph.com
jeancosta.com
joanjoyce.com
lesbecker.com/LesBlog/
sitehoppin.com/blog
thoughtsfromdownunder.com
turnipofpower.com
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Year of the Techno Rat

2008-02-07T11:44:00.000+08:00

Gong Xi Fa Cai!!!

February 7, 2008. Today is the first day of the first Chinese lunar month in the Chineses lunar Calendar System. The exact new moon time is 11:44 AM in China Time Zone (same as Philippine Time zone) which is GMT +8. Year 2008 or the year of the Brown Earth Rat is the 4705th in the Chinese calendar. The Chinese believe that the first king of China was the Yellow King (he was not the first emperor of China). The Yellow King became king in 2697 B.C., therefore China will enter the 4705th year on February 4th, 2008. Also, the Chinese Year uses the cycle of 60 Stem-Branch counting systems and the Brown Rat is the 25th Stem-Branch in the 78th cycle. Since 4705 = (60 *78) + 25, therefore this Brown Rat Year is the 4705th Chinese Year. Some web sites say the year 2008 is the 4706th Chinese year. If you cannot find the explanation, here is a possible answer for you: The Yellow King's inauguration was held in the spring of 2697 B.C. But the day that was used as the first day of the year was the winter solstice, which was around December 23rd, 2698 B.C. Today's January 1st meant nothing to the Yellow King. If we count that extra eight days in 2698 B.C., then year 2008 is the 4706th Chinese year.

First there was a Rat

Rat ranks number 1 in the 12 calendar animals. A connecting tale is as follows: Once the God of Heaven wanted to choose 12 animal names as the sequence of the calendar. He announced to hold an animal racing to determine the order. When the racing date is closing, Cat forgot the time and asked Rat the schedule. Alert Rat gave Cat the wrong time on purpose. Smart Rat stayed on the horn of Ox while crossing the river, then jumped over the bank to reach the final line to win the champion. Cat missed the racing time and swear to kill Rat for generations. That's why Cat always chase Rat forever.

The Rat Personality

The Rat hour is from 23:00 P.M. to 1:00 A.M., which cover late night and early morning. Rat is rank number one, which is Yang (odd) number. But contains Female Water, according to Chinese astrology calendar. Water in Chinese astrology represents cold, black, wisdom and lust. Rat is a very alert, coward, quick, sly, ambitious and smart animal. Human still gain knowledge from rats. When all rats run away from a building with no reason, we should run and leave the building soon too. Ancient Chinese won't get on a ship without rats, because that's not normal. Rat is in the Water group. Snake and the horse are in the group of Fire. Fear of fire is water. They said Horse died after eating Rat waste. Weasel like Rat can fight and kill Snake.
As the Chinese astrological cycle begins with the year of the Rat, those born under this category to be first, the pioneers, at the forefront of the action. Because of this, they tend to see themselves as a cut above the rest. Interested and curious, those born under the influence of the Rat are active, both physically and mentally, and tend to lead busy lives. Challenge is essential for them because they love the thrill of living dangerously, easy to adapt to different environments and survive against all odds. With insight, intuition, vision and an eye for details, rats are great problem solvers, the search for viable solutions to the knottiest problems. Travelling is one of his favorite pastimes. They have a natural talent for the arts, especially writing.

The Rat Year

This is a year of abundance, bringing opportunities and good prospects. It is characterized by speculation and fluctuations in raw material prices and the stock market, the world economy in general boom. Business will be expanded; it can make a fortune and will be an easy time to accumulate wealth. However, this is also the time to make long-term investments, such as plans for the boom years will see Rat door through ruthless years, which may be followed. All companies started at this time will be a success if it is well prepared. But they do not have the opportunity or unnecessary risks: the Year of the Rat is still governed by the cold of winter and the dark of night.
Those who speculate indiscriminately and overextend themselves will come to a sad reckoning. Taken together, this will be a happier year than most: free from explosive events and wars and with far less catastrophes than, say, the year of the Tiger or the Dragon. However, it will be spicy. What promises are a lot of bickering, bargaining and petty arguments that do little damage.. It promises a lot of bickering, bargaining and petty arguments that will do little harm. A congenial time that will find most of us socializing and enjoying ourselves.

The Techno Rat

Of course, every blogger knows what a Techno Rat is. Don’t you? This is the cause of incessant Rat Race. Relax! Worry is a waste of your precious time. What you worry about today will certainly not happen. And what will happen is something you might have been worrying about but didn't even know existed. Just be more prudent than usual about wasting -- both time and money. Be generous. Enjoy Blogging!

Gong Xi Fa Cai!!!

ENTRECARD DROP RANK WALL

2008-02-03T18:41:00.000+08:00

My fine savoring of the Entrecard Drop Rank which is visible on every member’s profile induced an idea of surveying the dropping behavior of owners of the frequently visited sites in the Entrecard community. And the results are:

Deeply committed, Deadly serious, Drop masters:

E E E E E e

Takes dropping Very Very Seriously:

E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E

Dedicated droppers with a hint of addiction:

E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e

Consistent, regular droppers:

E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E

Casual and relaxed:

E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e e e e E E E E E e e

Just here for the view:

E E E E E e e e

Some Findings:

Not all habitually visited sites drop kindly.
But certainly, serious droppers are always being paid out.

Encouraging Chronic Entredropping

2008-02-01T13:11:00.000+08:00

Entrecard has been helping hulag gaiin more exposure for about two months now. It truly dealt a logarithmic Alexa improvement on most blogs old or new. Now it has an added feature which will encourage more entre dropping.

1. More exposure in onther dropper's inbox. As long as you are a kind dropper, your blog face has better chances of being traced back now that the inbox dahboard is place on top. The minute cards pop up and maximize in size when you scroll over it. See example below:

2. Feeds of activities of your favorite bloggers are also shown. Including forum messages, selling in shop, adding favorites, updating their card, who they’re buying ads on, etc.

3. Drop Rank is now on your profile with a casual description of your dropping behavior.

Graham said he will be giving first 31 persons to post about this with 100 credits. And this is my entry. haha. Write yours. Enjoy Entrecard Dropping as I do.

Assembling Artful Anniversary

2008-01-28T07:05:00.000+08:00

The LEGO Legacy is on its Golden Year. The now more than 900 million different ways of combining six eight-stud Danish bricks of the same color had been honing self-improvement by eliciting curiosity and imagination, reconstructing concrete problem solution, developing interpersonal maturity and fine motor handiness on all kiddy ages for 50 years now. It has pampered children with Legoland and amazing new set of bricks on different themes all the time. LEGO continues in vision of teaching us all to think and play well at the same time.

Enjoy Playing LEGO!

On Charred and Colored Spirits

2008-01-27T06:48:00.000+08:00

“Hala Bira!” and “Viva Senor Sto. Nino!” stuffs the aria and vibrato of dancers charcoaled to the last brown of the skin and costumed in color from headdress to anklets jigging to the beat of bamboo clacks and drum booms. Cheerful watchers local and foreign annually gather to spec this Fourth-Sunday-of-January revelry in Iloilo City, Philippines.
Dinagyang, as the revelry is called, refers to the noun of the Hiligaynon verb “dagyang” or “to make merry.” Somehow it has pagan derivation as it reenacts how the mountain Atis entertains lowland Malays of Panay in exchange for food and goods. Somehow it is Christian in foundation as it salutes how the image of the Child Jesus or Sto. Nino saved Panay Isalnd from the Islamic archipelago sprawl. Somehow it is traditional by principle as it tries to re-integrate the dispersing, unclarified history of Ilonggo People. Somehow it is modern by purpose as it spoils the young hearts crave for nightings, flesh trade, drugs, gambling and bankruptcy.

Dinagyang – an unverified revelry of chaotic, charcoaled and colored spirits.

Watch a video below:

Sketching Mental Extracts from Six Words

2008-01-24T06:57:00.000+08:00

Direction:
Six word stories. Abstract. Slide mouse.

The first number confuses the rest.
The headlines: Antarctica attacked! Empire blackout.
Running, stopping the elegy of bells.
Boom!!! More to the land fill.
Sniff, Blow, he cursed the peanuts.
Crowd Babel. Red drops. No witness.
Nice tune. Half feet the rhythm.
“Not here”, he defended. Eye wink.
Tick…tick… He opened the gift.
“Leave Message” I abstracted you would.

Practicing Hopeful Resignation

2008-01-21T06:44:00.001+08:00

I have foreseen my Obstetric and Gynecologic rotation as blissful assistance to deliveries of singletons, twins and triplets. And it started that way until a train of heartrending cases were admitted: Mothers in early weeks of pregnancy discharging “bloody, meaty material” – early embryonic demise; mothers complaining of no fetal movement beyond 5 months which ultrasonograph proved to be fetal death in utero; and mothers in inevitable feat of delivering a pre-term baby as early as 24 weeks, viability of which in Philippine setting is questionable.

The story of one mother struck me most. She accidentally self-electrocuted at about 4 months of gestation. Tocolytic agents and measures were provided to prevent her from pre-term labor. She was sent home weeks later with advice of regular prenatal check up. The rest of the pregnancy went well until the 7th month when she felt the baby move no more and ultrasound revealed it to be early fetal demise. She was then advice for admission for early termination of pregnancy, which is to prevent the dead fetus from intoxicating her body. She endured the pangs of this circumstance and flips sentiments in the approximates of denial and acceptance. I acquainted her regarding hopeful resignation.

“Hopeful Resignation” was a term I learned last month from a pulmonologist who wished to secure peace in the soul of his end-stage lung cancer patient. It is about surrendering to a resolutionless scientific fact yet welcoming the possibility of event change than can just be heaven sent or arcane. Hopeful resignation is beyond shifting therapeutic tempo from aggressive stunt to watchful waiting. It can also be accepting not to pick up a “survivor’ button and pin to the chest of relatives after a long, sorrowful time of excavating the World Trade rubble, a fire assaulted locality, a plane crash site, or a sunken ship spot. It can likewise serve as a practical management strategy in a sure-fail scholastic reap, an impossible business dip, or a loosening marriage grip.

Hopeful resignation reassembles the pieces of a predictably shattering psych and allows it to face the light of reality intact and with grace. It keeps neural anatomy from dwindling to mental anguish. It saves family energy from wasting in distress. It sets the spirit up flight despite the knowledge of a broken bridge along life itinerary with a scythed troll beneath. Before the eve a detonating finale, cut the depression wire with hopeful resignation.

Attack the Clutterdom

2008-01-10T17:51:00.000+08:00

You meet chaos as frequent as your daily mirror. You approve its dusting over your eat, sleep, work and play like a friend. You are too idle and feeble to evade or decline its presence as though it is a twin to you. Now weary. Now damp. Now busted. Singly, armed with gear fixer and trash sucker, you march down into its very heart. You just decided to attack the clutterdom.

When and Where to begin…

to freshen the refrigerator?
to shipshape the clothing locker?
to dispose basement piles?
to organize paper works?
to resolve family issues?
to clear social discord?
to decide when to decide?

No delays in judgment, these questions primarily the latest gives life to the mortality of a procrastinator. As a self-disciplined procrastinator myself, I found the following Art-of-War-like elements of good use:

You have to know your self:

You are a registered human being and not a stray rodent.
You are welcomed to live in the harmonious world of order.
You are expected to assist in maintaining environmental peace and equilibrium.
You are obliged to keep order or fix things as soon as you are able.
Often, you have to do this alone.

You have to know your enemy:

Disorder thrives disorderly longer than human history.
It occurred then and now, here and there, with and without reason.
It falls under classifications of reality and unreality.
It is irritating. It is disabling. It can kill!
Often, it can be fixed!

You have to attack the enemy:

Classify the enemy: eg. small or BIG, singly or allied, priority or waste, morbid or mortal.
Start with the first thing you see and that you can easily handle. It is obviously easier to clear out small real trash than valuable antiques.
Cut enemies into small groups and handle one at a time. Example: Reviewing paper works arranged first in categorized folders by subject instead of reviewing the whole mountain pile of it.
Jot down a “task list” for a day or week (if solving is not really feasible for the moment). Plan in advance to limit the cost of time and energy in reacting to them. Also arrange the information you need before hand.
Check your progress. Settle urgent cases earlier than the rest. Recognize available place (or person) to utilize. You simply have to recognize and occupy opportunity, not try to create them.
Explore the use of creativity and timing to build your combat momentum.
Learn to adapt to every situation. Focuses on the need for flexibility in your responses. It explains how to respond to shifting circumstances successfully.

Now Attack!!!

The Log Jump

2008-01-06T06:05:00.000+08:00

For the record, hulag is more than two moths old. It got Alexa’s to 500K overall and top 100K in 11 countries, occasionally enlists in Blog Catalog’s 10 popular blogs with Wangbu as the most poplar blogger and maintains a second rank among Entrecard’s self-improvement blogs. For the record hulag is not being international or being popular and has scanty posts on self-improvement. And this is what Wangbu the procrastinating blogger who learns to move and who wishes hulag to find its identity as “a blog for those who lagged,” wanted to correct. Hence the following innovations for the future of hulaf were proposed:

Holistic Habit Healing
As has been emphasized in promotions, hulag is about “wasting less time as possible.” Thus, the future posts is a promise to focus on blogging life strategies for procrastinators and slow movers which might inspire them self-motivate, begin to move, and to accelerate in the always possible logarithmic proportions. Such posts will further exploit each of categories advanced believing that every angled of an unmotivated person must be viewed to correct the whole.
Managing Measures – Analyzes the status of the individual along the movement highway, how heavy or light his yolk effort, how near or far he is to his goal, how ahead or behind he is among others, how popular or underated he is in the charts, etc. Knowing one's status is the cornerstone of proper self-management, the energizer of self-motivation.
Outsourcing Opinions – Enhances the value of continues learning and relearning from different opinionable minds to stabilize and restabilize or correct and recorrect our movement plans. In doing so we enhances self-security in movement. And self-security kills the procrastinators in individuals.
Tolerating Taboos – Optimizes ones ability to handle alienating adversities that life has legally accepted. Most individuals certainly decelerate movement when facing taboos. This category will teach them to live with it.
Investing Imagination – Fast tracks the future in the eyes of a procrastinator inviting him to move towards an irresistible goal created by himself. This plays with the idea that individuals who loves coloring their future will most likely find their way to get it.
Verifying Values – Draws the limits around the point goal breed and feed by the individual. This category will remind one of his scope and limitation of direction. Along the movement ladder.
Achieving Action – The very goal of motivation.
Tackling Terrorism – The trouble advisory in handle life dilemmas procrastinating or not. Most likely a sequence of shoot or hide tasks.
Improving Interaction – As people needs other people to listen and talk about their laughter and sorrows and to motivate them to keep going.
Occupying Opportunity – The “now” or “tomorrow” master which suggest or reminds proper timing in every action. A self-motivated always knows when is when.
Navigating Nature – The reality scythe which slaps the world as it is to the unbelieving face when hopeful resignation is a must – as life is truly filled with it no matter what.

Ushering and Unbowed Upholstery
A blog is like furniture made of the right platform, structured by an optimal template and adorned by useful widgets. In light of delivering its message clearly, the hulag design seeks transformation into a motivational atmosphere, aligning physical layout with thought framework.
The template with a strong hue of blue and a happy green was chosen to pressure motivation and provide life to the blog. A big search button is inviting. The “h” logo with the meaning of hulag in different languages and the overlaying clock was made appropriate to endorse movement. The “h” is otherwise a wheelchair, as seen in the about page, to remind the person of the disabilitating value of unmotivation. Further self-improvement wisdom expressed through art will craftily be included in future posts to protect, promote and conserve the generic proponents of the blog.
The site aims to be human-eye accommodating and finger-walk tempting down to the footer level. Visually acceptable font style, size and color will be used. The meaning for hulag was in placed for the new comer. One navigational widget widgets was placed at the header and another at the right sidebar to optimize visibility and access. A list of indispensable Blogging Resources was created for consumption of unfamiliar bloggers. The Entrecard button was efficiently positioned both to ease droppers and to attract advertisers. Subscribing and Book Marking widgets were all incorporated in the AddThis button to escape sidebar pollution. The footer was left for a convivial Bumpzee, Blog Catalog and MyBlogLog 16-head squares. Currently, the rest of widgets are just disorganized, forming sort of barrier to the idea of self-motivation as only procrastinators love clutterdom. Spatial order editing with a promise of maintaining blog integrity will be settled soon.

Ladle a Living Lacuna
As a self-motivation blog, this site must sponsor a place for personal solace, companionship, neighborliness, and civility. In the hope of promoting personal growth, intrapersonal and interpersonal interaction being part of it, opportunities for a social space operating within different hierarchy tiers of social relations must be offered.
It must be a place for solitude where individual consciousness could dialog with a rational mind. I believe future posts will be devised to serve so. Certain widgets will soon be sorted to create a heaven for meditation, self-analysis and self-realization.
The blog will design spaces for intimate friendship. The shoutbox widget is not yet unto it. I hope soon it will usher talk of life issues, sorrows, joys and dilemmas especially related to self-motivation. A new widget will be place if shoutbox can not make it.
A cluster of links will soon appropriate neighborliness most especially on other self-motivational sites. The author is also reaching on social directories, social submissions sites and social groups to increase daily visits and upgrade the blog rankings.
The final tier in the hierarchy is community. The blog struggles to find ideas for maintaining the Bumpzee, Blog Catalog and MyBlogLog undeserted. It aims that such self-motivation communities will actually strike action and promote interaction among the hearts of its members.

Amendable Advertising Ally
The envisioned advertising probability is not far from just a two month old blog. The rankings are telling it is too early to monetize yet some opportunity systems such as the entrecard allowing hulag to sneak to the top 30 most popular are increasing. The author is not denying generating income from this in the future. Scope and delimitations of advertising is still unclear.

Granting Growth Guides
The final aim of this blog about self-improvement is to extend free consults on personal growth and development. But certainly it is not feasible yet as the author himself claims of being just “a procrastinator who learns to move” and not an expert psychologist or psychiatrist. The future is still open though. For the meantime, just enjoy blog hopping over hulag.

For comments, questions and suggestions about this post, please leave your message below or write to hulagblogspot@yahoo.com.

Pass, Read or Drop

2008-01-02T18:18:00.000+08:00

The web traffic facility called Entrecard granted blogs, whether daily visitors are twenty-one or twenty-one thousand, equal chances to advertise on other web spaces. Payments are in entrecard credits (ec) which are gained from dropping by on other sites’ entrecard widget. Such strategy consented on compulsive internet clickers to pass by and drop cards on other blogs not even knowing what is being posted or how old is the latest post or what genre of blogging art-science are shown in their computer monitors. How I admire droppers who also pass by to read and comment on posts. I also salute droppers who prefer to pass and click on sites due to their valuable content rather that their popularity.

To redirect this post away from being a blog hopping hater, I would like to express gratitude to the following most frequent droppers of hulag entrecard:

Saphrym.com
Thin Red Line
Joanjoyce
Dynamics Ax Associates
Inspiring Quotations
Internet Marketing Seminar
CK Marketing
ArtConstellation
AdToll
The Big Bald Blog

In truth, this post is a continuation of The Entrecard Top 10 Card Droppers Meme which was passed on to my by Thoughts from Down Under. I also would like to thank other hulag droppers and those who participated in the entrecard free traffic facility. And advise those who are not yet part of this blogging wonder to join. And to my droppers who are interested to pass on this meme, here are the rules:

1. Post your Top 10 Dropper's Blogs, and write a little comment about them, which you could use as a recommendation should you choose
2. Message them with the Entrecard message system to let them know that they have been tagged, and encourage them to continue the chain. (and thank them for dropping so many cards)
3. Include a link to the Entrecard Meme article of the person who tagged you
4. Include a link to the original post - The Entrecard Top 10 Card Droppers Meme
5. Drop your card on your Top 10's sites, if you haven't already!
6. Drop cards on the other sites that were tagged along with you if you wish, as they will probably drop back
7. Copy these rules onto your post, so that others can easily participate!

Enjoy Entreblogging!

Planting the Culture of Peace

2007-12-25T00:00:00.000+08:00

PEACE EVERYONE!

Do not argue with me. I am sure you wished for it now and then. Blockage of noise. Rejection of violence. Prevention of conflict. PEACE! The infant in tranquile sleep, the child curious play, the adolescent in soul experiment, the young adult in job search, the mid-lifer in family dissonance, the geriatric in insane anxiety needs it too and have the capacity to share it like you do. You just received a seed of it so start planting peace in every heart you meet even beyond this season of birth of the One who started it two millennia ago. Through time it will grow in every age and gender and bear fruits and spread seeds around farming a pay-it-forward garden. And Joy will be His and yours. MERRY CHRISTMAS to every age and gender!

Soliciting Another Opinion

2007-12-21T05:48:00.000+08:00

It is easier to teach than to be taught. The persistent student is upset with the feeling of being a beggar for knowledge. But for a hospital person like me, it is very healthy to give up and refer once you can not rule out a possibility of a diagnosis to a patient beyond your known field. Medicine for once is subdivided into specialties: Internal Medicine (Adult), Pediatrics, Surgery, Obstetrics and Gynecology, Psychiatry, Anesthesia, Orthopedics, Rehabilitative Medicine, Radiology, Pathology, Ophthalmology, Otolaryngology are the few basics. Furthermore, there are subspecialties in every field. In the Philippines, a specialty requires 3-5 years of training after you have passed the medical board exam. Another 2-3 years training is required for a subspecialty. The long years of training of other physicians, gives you less shame in asking for their specialty and subspecialty opinion once your patient is presenting signs and symptoms beyond your experience.

Applying this idea to fields outside medicine makes us realize that if we know less of a thing; it is fine to solicit another opinion about it. An expert opinion at best, but just another opinion able sapien may do at times your once a particular idea is midnightly presenting to you. Take asking opinion a habit as world knowledge is not just yours. There is security in living knowing there are learned people who can help you along the way. But halt! Do not track back my opinion in your aims of promoting knowledge dependency. Remember to squeeze your brain cells before tickling that of others. I am now soliciting your opinion on this post.

Verify Your Kindness

2007-12-17T23:07:00.000+08:00

You observed the production of a virus naturally sneezed by people inflicted with altruistic disease and spread indiscriminately through four winds trespassing all seasons. It transmits with those who feed the hungry, cloth the naked, shelter the homeless, secure the threatened, love the abandoned… add more what you can ... even those who die for an enemy. Whether in its generic form called 'kindness' or in thousand other identities such as love, empathy, understanding, generosity, to mention some, once inhaled it classically induces the body to sneeze it out to be forwarded to other individuals. You kept on supposing.

You reviewed the distribution of kindness. Though it is swiftly communicable, highly exchangeable, and strongly preserved beyond onset time, there are still individuals who remain spared. There is continuous output yet the percentage of those absorbing its blessings is unjustified. Perhaps due to its standard property called reciprocity which stomachs kindness to be passed back to those who can provide one and not to those who are actually in need of one. You kept on analyzing.

You summarized the consumption of kindness. You thought of the lack of opportunity you can fill it until you recalled where you are going. You choose to be a physician here in the Philippines amid the national invitation of easier and financial lucrative job as a nurse, a physical therapist, or a medical technologist abroad. You plan not to leave the nation and as much as possible work in the far flung country sides before ever gaining your own. You have chosen a stethoscope as your weapon to reorganize the economics of love, empathy, understanding, generosity just to list down a few. You keep on being kind.

To all those who can not eye on the kindness in yourselves, observe, review and summarized where you are and notice the helping muscle your hand has lend and continue lending.

Emergency Relaxation through QWERTY

2007-12-15T06:03:00.000+08:00

My 2-week ER assignment steals much of my resting and sleeping time and saps out my sanity. To replenish it I creep to the keyboard and hang over the subsequent oggly-doodly sites.

Wangbu

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Add more if you like.

Indispensable Blogging Resources

2007-12-12T18:00:00.000+08:00

BLOGGING PLATFORMS

AOLJournal b2evolution Blogger Blogsome EllisLab FreeWebs Friendster LiveJournal MySpace MovableType NetLog SkyRock SquareSpace TextPattern Tripod TypePad Vox Wordpress.com Wordpress.org Xanga Zorpia

BLOGGING TOOLS AND SERVICES

AddFreeStats Alexa BlogGlossary BlogJuiceCalculator BrowserShots Digitalpoint DisclosurePolicy Feedburner GoogleAnalytics InternetWorldStats iwebTools NielsenRatings OneStat OpenID SearchAnalytics ShinyStat Sitemeter StatBrain StatCounter Technorati W3Counter Web-Stat Widgetbox Widgetoko

MEDIA CREATION, UPLOAD AND EMBED SITES

Adobe Badongo Bebo DailyMotion Flicker Flurl ImageShack Imeem LastFM Media Fire MegaUpload Megavideo Metacafe Photobucket RapidShare RockYou Veoh Webshots YouTube

SEARCH ENGINES

About AlltheWeb Altavista Ask Claymont Crawler Dmoz Euroseek ExactSeek Excite Go Google HotBot InfoTiger Kanoodle Lycos MSN ScrubTheWeb Search SearchIt WebCrawler Yahoo!

BLOG AND RSS DIRECTORIES

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Into the Liquid Frontier

2007-12-04T18:08:00.000+08:00

I footed over sugar washed shores silked-lined by glassy water groved around by coconut palms and limestone cliffs.That in truth is wrapped in the bottle of my dreams as my working schedule disallows me to. But for sure I am not alone in this dream as everybody longs for the kind of soothing and healing waterforms could provide. By popular choice the beach is the most sought after waterformform as it gives divergent escape and hope of something new to the bored and tired overland bodies. The beaches for me reminds us that there is more to life than being landlocked, specifically there are other nouns beyond what you usually sensed which you can get acquainted with, specifically there are more people to reach about than whom you already know. Just start pulling yourself from submerging in land living and swim through the sand towards areas pass your social horizon. Swim freely... and learn to interact.
On this 26th birthday of mine I finger-walked by the beach front of improving interaction. I met the following 26 bloggers with unique suggestions on interacting with your self, family, friends, strangers, fellow bloggers, or readers:

DaynaC

Chandulal
Rouel
Mary Kearns
Noemi Dado
Victor Villanueva
Melissa
Lone
Jim and Emma
Lydia Mattison
Andy
Gary Wood
Bud Bilanich
AskaX
Alexandra
Laibeus Lord
Makimaki
Stephen Seckler
Mark Vernon
Carly Young
CyberCelt
Stefan Tobaben
Bes Zain
Brown Baron
Darren Rowse
Brad Dolley

Enjoy reading!!!

Crying Bolder, Should We?

2007-11-30T18:03:00.000+08:00

We knew that the first cry was to correct cardiac direction. Everyone loves to cry then after. Neonates for milk. Toddlers for toys. K-schoolers for clothing. Adolescents for independence. Young adults for partners. Mid-lifers for work promotion. Old ones for life extension. Some people cry to intake food, others to outwit chest tension. Some just wish to safety temper, others to endanger anger. Some to attract attention or to repel persecution. To gain approval or to lose condemnation. And rarely but true, to actualize self like a call for revolution or a listen to national destruction.

We might then notice that the first cry was the loudest of all and that the rest were just hoarse echoes. The parent cry of a hero 144 years ago is much significant than that he made 33 years later, which in turn became a parent cry of nationalism which resonated around the Pearl of the Orient up to date. Since without the first cry, nothing follows. This also justifies the fact why history kings who ordered first are merited than soldiers in wars. More about first cries is that they came out to be popular as the first person to post on one topic receives links successive post on such topic. Every first cry is also remembered, ask sexually active women for confirmation.

We also noticed being a parent sound, the first cry has to be loud as possible in order to bounce and rebound loud enough echoes. As bold as we can, cry significantly (give and take six billion and one meanings). Stop whining for rights. After all we are feasting more over arguments of public personalities than over the debate on their should-have-done national policies. We love them served as part of our nightly soap diet. Cry for everyone's sake. I will not anymore leave a homily on how responsible medium of action we should be. It is already understood that we are to provide leadership not idiotainment by outsmelling our goals with our pathetic childishness under our followers' noses.

We have to cry boldly!

Seeking Square Security

2007-11-28T04:36:00.000+08:00

I am sickening defensive this time. I got a setback in publishing my monthsary post. It is temporally due last November 24 but two jams took place: 1) The ISP I am subscribing fractured nationwide and momentarily fell out of service for five days sulking probably from a tower collapse. 2) Several citywide electrical blackouts colored and habitually at times when I am home and ready to blog. One natural culprit to blame – a typhoon. This wind hurler of 160 kph under the international name Mitag whipped rice fields, roads and runshanties in northern Philippines attacking from the east. It killed six or seven and expected to depart for Vietnam a day after but rebound and whipped north and central Philippines again but attacking from the west and raised death toll to seventeen then left northward to the southern islands of Japan. Typhoon rebound is not a household event to Filipinos as they have branded typhoons as coming from one direction, passing by to damage once and leaving forever. Rarely also a typhoon beat from the west. Now Filipinos are aware that it is not just lightning that strike twice and not all known terrorist in life come from one direction. And just like how such typhoon taught new strategy to the National Disaster Coordinating Council and the rest of the Filipino people, I also learned how must it is to have a square security plan in life as well as in blogging. That is, to check all directions at all times as I used to when I become obsessed with my obsessive-compulsive behavior. I respect the nature of terrorism in life as an omnipotent, omnipresent attacker invoking me more vigilant to prepare, to defend and or for some matter to offend. A square security therefore serves as one of my strategies to tackle against uncertainty whether procrastination or not. Speak your opinion on this topic? I am always waiting squarely to face you.

You One-Month Blog

2007-11-24T05:21:00.000+08:00

You blog of log, my mental expectorant,
From whose, effort my procrastination rest,
And willed to move, accept this monthsary chant

That hails you as high-end stage of best
Tool conceived. You facilitated conversion
Of Pro-blogger to move-adviser by tapping a fest

Of words exhibiting an unproven mission
In the time-era proven civilization of blogging:
To invite a procrastinator to exemplify motivation.

You fairly augmented in the snowballing
Of well-known and marked anti-pro fights
Whose efforts made one and many to value moving.

Yet in terms of luster, temp and height,
You are still a neonate, untwisting B-spot log
Seeking hide of startling abilities in the dusky light,

Hungered by comments, near monologue,
Finding contentment in containing backseat,
Willing to climb high yet unrushing to leap-frog.

Still skinning, uncoiling and growing to fit,
Keep flexing your x as every change in your y
Saluting to what in time-moment you will meet.

Despite your wounded privacy mania sighs
There you stick to a non-Mendeleev-table trust
That the weight is heaviest on the ones who will cry

Of labors to inspire others to inspire and cast
A melodic pay-it-forward in the motivation thrust.

Picture credits: Encarta Encyclopedia

I Invite the Public and Accept the Following

2007-11-20T18:37:00.000+08:00

Blogging and hectic medical training are immiscible.
Ad words and bad words and self-advertising comments.
Post submissions on self-motivation via hulagblogspot@yahoo.com

But first, the following boring issues:

Book of the Deed. About what is fine to rule in and rule out. I consciously have less rules in blogging that is since I developed increasing tolerance to the rebellious innate in me as well as in other people in my personal life. To me allowing others to be in their goofy selves helps allow reciprocal understanding and diffuses your own errors to excuses. But as much as I would like to maintain a level of respect to me, to other people and keep my sanity, I will set some rules on submitting post here in hulag, on comments to posts, on the replies to the mini forum I started in Blog Catalog, and on the future online interactives I might create. To those who wish to sound taboo amiable as much as serious, scroll down and see if the rest of the rules are useful to you.

Karmayana. Conscience reminds me of those turbaned motorcycle riders who lends money with 20% interest. Ouch, where's the conscience? But what is worst than that? If you stole someone's work in the Internet (which is often free) and profit from it by claiming it your own – from zero you will have infinite interest gain. I don't know if hulag is profitable but nevertheless I beg you to obey Karma writing policies. Read this notice from Daily Blog Tips.

Odd-yzine. Greeks believed in living with nymphs and satyrs, sirens and Cyclops. Homer made them so. Even us who live 3 millennia away from those pedigrees of Greeks wish such stories were really true. So I won't get horrified if you write about those strange heroes, innovative stories, uncanny ideas as I also welcome category relevant topics from Astroboy to the latest astral phenomena, to z to z. Nymphomania and satyromania ideas whether old or new are however excluded. Except probably for the category Tolerating Taboos.

Analects of Confusion. Have you heard of a huge socialist country marketing itself in the middle of capitalism? Or a powerful democratic country tyranning others with its might and influence? How about a global liberation group who liberates a lot of souls from living bodies in order to liberate the people of the world from dominant powers? Political ideologies are confusing after all. And I will be more confused if such topic is presented in this personal/ development blog. But I hope I won't confuse you if I'll still use governance as a topic. That is different from political ideologies and is necessary for us to govern our lives. That's why I placed a category Managing Measurements.

Tails of Kenji. This is what became of Philippine Basketball Association on TV when Dragonball and Samurai X were shown on other TV channels – or like Philippines being left behind by Asian tigers. Well, I accept that fact but you know too much devalue on others boomerangs to self-derogation. Just remember that.

Divine Catastrophe. It would be your own disaster if you talk about Adam, the apple and the hedonicity of convent life. But it would be heaven's disaster if Wangbu will be scheduled for excommunication this Christmas if he is going to post something like that in this blog. Good tidings!!! Anyway, neither Amazon nor e-bay nor the Vatican itself offers insurance to sainthood even if you market a sophisticated topic like “The Goodfathers.” So why should we talk about such things in this blog?

Shakespeare in Laugh. Pun, humor, grammarcasm, like what I deck this page is of good use if converting harsh barracks protocol to a friendly theater verse will make the whole protocol irresistible to comply. Wangbu is not a serious fool and knows that “what-to-do's” and “what-not-to-do's” which filled up personal development blogs like hulag is a sure boredom unless word art. is applied. Post clowning is welcomed here as long as it won't destroy the Royal Composure, the English lands and the English language.

Worm and Fish. This is Tolstoy-like-writing of a 7-Billion-word-post on how to fish, that before the readers could fish the point, the worms had already consumed the rest of the post. I will accept any length of post to be submitted in this blog if it could really help solve the food (or knowledge) shortage problem. But how I wish things must be discussed less than enough to make at least one reader lost in indigestion. (Wormy or wormed? Which one is English?)

Uncle Tom's Cabbie. Think of the pedicab (trisikad in my Hiligaynon), the of Philippines most enslaving man-hurled vehicle. Think how the passenger reaches his destination while the driver pedals him till exhaustion. Think of the US, the passenger, who consumes the energy of the Philippines, the driver. Think about it from the literal and figurative points of view or whichever you like to. But please keep it away from this blog. The CIA is always lurking.

Less Miserable. Wangbu the Pro Blogger wishes to improve everyone’s living condition but parodically condemns greedy charity institutions who fixes the worth of misery in their institutions' income and the artsys' who abused the top grossing value of poverty in literature, arts and films. In the end they still make the impoverished more miserable. If anyone has as suggestion on how to manage these miserable, near-suicide angels, hulag welcomes you.

Eiffel Boosts Tourism. Not an anecdote, why Jose Rizal went to Paris, but a seeing life from a tower point of view. Urban congestion, I guess was never been imagined by any French artists or authors and was only brought to reality of universal proportions after the building of the Eiffel tower. Such tower brought tourism, economic growth, urbanization, excess population and crowding. I don't know what exactly brought crowd to other blogs, but I wish you could to mine as well as I to yours. Blog is the only place where overpopulation is necessary. In the real world, many are secretly packing for Antarctica or Mars.

Thousand and One Rights. This is what the Muslim World is fighting for which was assumed stolen from a cavern called Palestine by forty or more Jews with the aid of a genie in the battle. Familiar with that genie? Anyway, I don't wish any of hulag posts to be connected by another irresponsible international news magazine to the bombing of the World Trade Center. Neither I wish to receive a link to my post with that link having a title: “If Blogs Could Kill.”

Finally,

Seven Days of Solitude. This is what Wangbu personally doesn't wish to discuss. Despite the rigidity (if that hums rigid to you) of rules in this blog, please feel free to write your ideas below and to hulagblogspot@yahoo.com however contradicting are they to Wangbu's. Mind you, I won't write the topics above if I don't like them, it is just that I don't want certain things to be in this blog. After all In Tolerating Taboos category, Wangbu permits anything, even breaking the above rules.

Ellipsis of Life

2007-11-14T18:43:00.000+08:00

Ellipsis (singular), ellipses (plural) are ... (no hidden words, it is exactly the dot dot dot you see.) Procrastination made me Master of Arts in Living in an Ellipsis. In the beginning, to avoid feardom in responding to the call of time I purposely omit portions of my life plan and leave it to the imaginnings.

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The state of living is always misunderstood to be constant . The fact that it is otherwise, we have to review plans periodically for present applicability. Such that for answering the questions who will.... what to... where to... when to... why to... or how to..., I become dynamic. Tomorrow always lies and I have to corporate on that with by investing imagination. I already accepted in advance that despite I could imagine thousands of possibilities, they still comprise less than a millionth of the possible outcomes. Anyway here are the previous 6 posts of this 7-part ellepsis series:

Who… One does not live alone, one’s work affects another.

What… There is no universal vision, there are just motivating issues.

Where… There is no Shangri-la, there are just altars on earth.

When… There is no exact time, there are just proper timings.

Why … There are no ultimate reasons, there are just circumstantial goals.

How… There are no perfect steps, there are just excellent ways.

I left the conclusion of all these post to your ellipsic power.

How...

2007-11-11T18:11:00.000+08:00

There are no perfect steps, there are just excellent ways.

Drop by a critic below and declare “I don't agree with Wangbu.” After doing so, do not be wordless if you are still plead to comment again as I pocket sincere censure more than flattering lies. That would make this blog at high risk of obtaining injurious disapprovals, yet I’ll consent it to be. I am prepared to abort praises for a worthwhile bonding with a new knowledge, for which, I am tickling any reader to “Please supply earful advices for this blog on how to craft it to assist one and all procrastinators.” I endorse frank input.

I attended a supplementary seminar in Pulmonary Medicine few days back where lectures delivered excellently by a team of dexterous medical educators. “Dexterous” is less that a satisfactory adjective to point up how they suctioned common practices involving respiratory medicine which become boring hospital fundamentals yet they breath an moving copy to it. This case could be likened to how to get an x-ray view from a human being passing by in front of you. Though in medical world such view is impossible, that somehow describes the impact of the whole seminar to me. I am, however, not discouraged tracking how distant my week-long post-graduate clinical experience from those of the lecturers. In fact I find it an inspirational challenge to cope and beat. Sounds ambitious, but true.

In medicine, which is often regarded as an art branching out of human life science, a clinician can be an artist in five ways:

A Conceiving Artist. A research medical practitioner might think of, lay and breed fresh solutions to combat diseases and to decrease mortality. He might of course come out to be heroic since by being a conceiving artist is far from painless task despite the evolution of technology. Since they deal with unraveling on diseases that has been thought “for sure no cure,” some clinicians, public or self-confessed, uses this as confident step to grab a prize, local or Nobel, and print their names in encyclopedic pages.
An Adapting Artist. A clinic medical artist modifies established health care protocols to suit patient per patient cases. He has freedom to adapt redesign or more effectively update health promotion, diagnostic tools and therapeutic guidelines and make it fit date-place patients (ex. 2007-Philippines). The fun and gratification comes from patient’s improvement from certain ways you been able to touch them with your art.
An Training Artist. A theoretical and clinical instructor, medicine wise is a honorary job as physicians are more used to giving medical prescription than taking it. This group of people established the borders of medical practice first to the upcoming physicians, specialist or sub specialist and encouraging them to outsource opinions especially from the well established schools of thought.
A Community Artist. An altruistic caretaker of pulic health. The kind of med artist I would not chose to be not because I am far from being an altruist but because public health is generally a political entity.
A Mobilizing Artist. A medical practicioner reaching beyond medicine in influencing and inspiring people. Not specially sutable for a beginner like me.

Expect this paragraph to be slightly twisted from the ones above as my main point in this post is to ascertain the beginner in me. I am a beginner in medicine and in self-motivation and in the world of writing in a blog. As beginner, I do not really need to be a conceiving artist always. Nor I am expected to be adept enough to train others. Though I am trying to be a conceiver and a trainer for procrastinators in this blogs, I prefer still to outsource opinions from others. Though not fungally always. I found out that in what ever move we do there is always no single perfect step known but reading and applying from more resources shows one excellent ways to face life in general. Even new researchers require review of related literature to support it.

This post is sixth of a 7-part ellipsis series.

Why...

2007-11-08T18:56:00.000+08:00

There are no ultimate reasons, there are just circumstantial goals.

A slippery topic? Probably true in some cases where we as a rational animal produced chain “why...” queries after each “why...” replies. But to slide you further, can you really secure a good percentage of satisfying answers to “why..” thrown to you (mostly by yourself) since you were a child? First I would grow a why did I write this blog question.

Warning: Post Crisis Ahead! My posts in this blog, not excepting this one, starts with an accidental let down of mental juice that ramifies to multiple accidents as I yoyo decision in to put or not to put to writing. Paragraphs by and large end up raw and harmless to procrastination by thought. Basically tangential as a motivation and self help article. But I still don't bother to key press much motivational sense to each and every post in a machine gun precision as I never wish to write like an autopilot who has a “pleasing” type of personality (“pleasing” in a sense that he unlived his life only to please other people that in skinned truth is unpleasing) and acts as an instrument of instruction to non-movers. Though I consider imparting life is the core of living, and I condemned locked hermitage as a wasteful place to be, I'm not hesitant to denote that this remains a personal blog, a twin to my off line battle against procrastination, which has a goal of wasting less time to post as possible. This is the way I wanted this blog to be followed – a reputation on not procrastinating to post against the odds of compressed off duty living. Thrilling Bundy clock posting, not exactly daily. If posting arrests for long, start resuscitating me from my traditional disability. And I do not anticipate readers to credit this always as a stern motivation advisory as I as a reader, like everyone else, withdraw from mortal coaching most of the time. I rather am a procrastinator exampling myself to other procrastinators that cooperating with time is always potential. If this blog prepared a single person other than me move, I appreciate it. Post crisis deciphered and understood?

Why do we have to ask “why...” always? I suppose actions achieved are not always backed by grand imaginings and ultimate reasons but by one or multiple desires. Even encyclopedia faces do not always have grand dreams to follow. Some big things started from small plans others even from accidental finds. Before Victoria circumnavigated the world, mini parabolic routes were advance to justify its voyage. Although most clinicians dream of fighting all diseases, they always start prospecting in cure of individual diseases from researching among plant saps or fungal powders. Who knows just like the early guides to the circumnavigation of the globe, a real elixir might really come out from the collision of these mini experiments. And just like them, this tiny blog which advocates on publishing as prompt as possible might also generate a stepping stone on giving procrastination a final solution.

To anyone who agrees or disagrees to what I avowed, jot your statements below.

This post is fifth of a 7-part ellipsis series.

When...

2007-11-05T17:56:00.000+08:00

There is no exact time, there are just proper timings.

To answer “when...” is a pledge to time, be a genuine commitment of a mover, be an obligate speculation of a procrastinator. As a procrastinator trying to waste less time as possible, I learned the finest approach to consume time is to savor it as an opportunity. A brilliant way to lick opportunity is by occupying it. My accurate idea of occupying opportunity is to initiate it now with chest pin and adjust later with vista master card. Haha!

Chest Pin
This device harnesses “goal-time” to a luxurious space in your heart. As a personal observation, I inclined to slide off goals I scrutinized as tough labor and anticipate those I found a treat. To correct, in place of judging how hard a goal is, and how long it will take, I just start it and enjoy. Isn't it true that once you clothe to your operational outfit, however formal or informal it is, and step out of your door you most likely advance to your workplace however far it may seem? Once you put it in heart now, it is never as tough as you considered it would be. So learn to chest pin goal-time and love thy labor. If you start now, you might draw to a close it. If give more moments to your senses, you might perceive fine tidbits even nuisance in what you should do as congenial as you disgust them before. Furthermore, such chest pinning is a way of alleviating your heart by resting from over thinking, which is classic to most procrastinators, by simply moving and continue moving.

Vista Master Card
This is a handy goal scaling device advanced up only to the immediate horizon of visual experience. The more humans and human ideas and human actions are born the less is the likelihood of fitting old aspirations into the future. The safer technique I employ is converting goal-time into liquid permitting adaptation to its containing time-setting. This leads to an idea that there is no exact time, there are just proper timings. Having a vista master card is breaking long-term goals to short-term ones fitted to your horizon of secure future and adjusting goals properly each time your horizon moves ahead. In addition, it seems that there is greater enthusiasm in creating+sustaining+achieving or creating+adjusting daily+achieving short-term goals than in visualizing year-long plans. Though long term goals are really rewarding, it seems I could hardly finish goals beyond time I can clearly predict success of action. On the other hand, short-term goals are pleasurable to undertake and makes procrastination easier to defeat as goals are nearly accomplished before anyone decides to procrastinate.

If you marvel what motivated a procrastinator to grasp the ideas he have written above. Watch and listen to this...

Warning: Not for Losers!

and examine this....

Stars to Stardom to Stars

This post is fourth of a 7-part ellipsis series.

Where...

2007-11-02T23:10:00.001+08:00

There is no Shangri-la, there are just altars on earth.

Where was I?
To confess, I felt horrible. Anyone who has been visiting hulag since it started might already be mystified on my capacity to keep sailing this blog that they thought I embarked with high motivating energy yet currently sinks in a synonymously procrastinating frequency of posting. In fact, I have not been procrastinating in the past days, it is just that I could hardly meet my tops that it won't be difficult for any reader to confuse I have been one. I went to the hospital and made my first duty as a post graduate medical intern, a 1 year training requirement prior to taking the medical board exam. My hospital duty is in a 3-day cycle: 24 hours + 8 hours + 8 hours of work in 72 hours (3 days). And that would be my living cycle be in most of the 366 days (2008 is a leap year). I would most of the time have 32 hours left for bathing, eating, sleeping, commuting, and of course blogging. But I don't want to enclose learning to just hospital practice and so I'll take a quarter of that 32 hours for studying. I have to confess, I can't promise to post as frequent as before. Ngyawww... Down went my vehicle against procrastination. But don't sit back for a landing. We haven't soared up to any point yet. Ride on to my none-wits (if all this graphics might mean that to you). There are personal frailties to be revealed. And speaking of frailties, where was I exactly? I had been hanging around in a place where people kept cheering on other people to live against odds. Smile. I found medicine that way.

Where am I now?
To this specific time point, I'm tapping the keyboard while challenging stress to stimulate myself to write now and pull away from my near programmed life. It is fun meeting feelings like this to marvel about like 3-year old circling lips to a big big OHHH! My mind is busy thinking about rest, securing a nowhere Shangri-la to blow its container through. I wonder on other people also desiring such perfect world that If they can't be in it over this living space, they wish be in it in their post dying space. You probably met words like Nirvana, Heaven, Jannah, Elysian Fields, and Glastheim, Goloka, but has anyone who traveled there returned to earth anyway? Are they just virtual spaces in one’s mind to motivate him to move towards perfection? Or rather we living creatures are just in a virtual space and the ones we desire are the real one? Matrix? The parody of real disillusionment. I critic utopia, the equal world, as a perfect boredom bringer. I believe it is in the unfairness of life where we develop selves, where we display emotions, where we experiment art, where we discover science, where we can consider we are not just space occupying structures in the impartiality of time. But I will break out of that topic realizing just doing it is a utopian perspective. Even breaking from it out of such realization is still utopian... out and over. I think I mentioned utopia too much. And that's not utopian anymore. As of now I am in a world where people create rather than find their own altars and live in it. And make sure to do their best in it to make this word “altar” far from a misnomer.

Where will I be?
To secure uncertainty, don't know where to go from here despite how programmed my life seemed to be. Asking where is not as easy as filling the blank beyond the section ADDRESS:___ which one might answered over and over in hundreds or at least near a hundred of birth certificates, school admission sheets, student ID's, work application forms, calling cards, e-sign ups, electric bills, hospital records, legal affidavits, raffle promos, mortuary insurance loans, and finally death certificates. I believe the laws of motion is will be move to less than a law, the Koch's postulate is left as a postulate, and game theory will remain a marketing game. We sure live in an unpermanent, unsecure, unfair phase of truth (if you consider your world an origami of folding and unfolding truths). But whatever truth is or wherever truth will uncertify us, it is still on our own power to discern unreality and to opt to be real. I don't know life beyond the biological sense that much but I'll try to. That’s why probably I chose medicine as my altar. I will always be into this art of cheering on other people to live against odds. And I'm certain that uncertainty beyond living will not be certified in the future.

When is my next post but when is my next post? I'm still uncertain but I certify you won't feel sorry visiting my blog.

This post is third of a 7-part ellipsis series.

What...

2007-10-30T23:59:00.001+08:00

There is no universal vision, there are just motivating issues.

I can't stand this! For whatever phrase that follows “what” I noticed some of my reactions do fluctuate in the course of time. I just traced my consistent inconsistency lately:

What main candidate quality to vote for in my own barangay (village) council elections?
Answer 1: Word of honor, to bleak variety among the traditional pledge flankers.
Answer 2: Meter-greeter, to escort local folks to cohesive objectives.
Answer 3: Don't vote as it is also perpetually done by individuals in localities where regular political rivals are their close kin. But I won't vote at all as I am not familiar with which one can keep promises or has good public relations or what nature they are made of.
Final Answer: Ask my father's suggestion! (Hopeless choice)

What to eat for a family lunch in a typical bamboo make-shift talaba (oysters) and seafood resto?
Answer 1: Pork chop! The first to catch my eyes. Just don't give me talaba.
Answer 2: Grilled tangigue. It needs less cardiac apology. Besides, nomenclaturly I was then in a seafood resto.
Answer 3: Sinigang, of fish of sorts. Cook it fast. Soup is good and I'm by then starving.
Final Answer: Shrimp – but after the food was served I ate mostly rice.

What blogs to link from hulag?
Answer 1: Self-Motivation blogs, if my readers need more motivation strategies, they will just click at my blog roll.
Answer 2: Meta Blogging blogs and Pinoy Blogs I hovered my mouse on in the past two months.
Answer 3. Blogs of not long established friends in the social media communities.
Final Answer: Random Thoughts – a combination of them all. And still adding.

I shift decisions every shifting situations. The verity of which is waiting for another 2 days to publish this post to allow adjustments as to what what.. topic to write. (no typographical error there). The original theme was “what to write during a writer’s block and a writer’s procrastination” which I repelled as it is overused by meta-bloggers. This post is a remote amendment.
Do I sound like a 6-year-old? Is this the manifestation of a regressing brat? Thinking through I always have the need to accomplishing things right away in my younger years. Failing from which sunk me. All the way after I befriend procrastination. This dreadful evil that still pests in me. But with learning to flex decisions, I start being OK. Without regrets! I think that’s one reason I become comfortable with valuing different things at different period of time lately. No worries after not drinking what I romantically roasted, brewed and ground. I’ll let them evaporate as the angel’s share of earthly options. I won't anymore question my tendency to change answers as that tends to make me move freer. Faster like a banana peel (good bye procrastination). Happier. A new suffering reduction technology. Life is all about moving towards happiness anyway. Striving to be happy is the motivation deadliest to compel. Desiderata? Call me hedonistic egoist, whatever you'll say; I'm still proud to be happy. And always struggles to be before I get horizontal and able to choose no more. My current preoccupation is what to place in my epitaph. Haha. But I found it suitable to “where…” - my next post.

Small Activity
Predict your unpredictability to decide. Here is a longer method. On a piece of paper, write the date and List down 5 things you value in life today. Fold it and droop in in a slit of a closed box. Do this each day. Ignore your previous answers. Just answer what you exactly value in life for that day. After a month or two, open the box. Check the seasonality of your thoughts. Were your thoughts the same? I did this for 3 months 8 years ago. Only the two were constantly present. It placed me in a foreplay of surrendering and resisting desires. It’s fun knowing my self. For a shorter method, try experimenting on this one. Check your visual DNA at Imagini. Perform the same task each hour and see if your current choice is still of 100% matched to your original choice. I think this gini allows more than just three wishes. Well, are you as ever change freak as I am?

This post is second of a 7-part ellipsis series.

Who...

2007-10-28T14:54:00.000+08:00

One does not live alone, one's work affects another.

There are many types of “who” we used in our everyday conversations with ourselves and with others. Be careful in using this who as they form personalities of their own. Below is a list of those I'm so familiar of.

Who is ...
The game-show-contestant's who. A type of who which if followed by a correct answer advances one to the height of pride as it marks the range of his adventures in knowledge hunting beyond answering the “Who is your father?” question. The range includes facts like who is the first person to walk on the moon, fiction like who is Harry Potter's best friend, gossips like who is your playboy neighbor's current victim, and wild guesses like who is the president of Antarctica. Imagine the pride of answering these questions. But imagine also the effect it might bring especially if it is a gossip.

Who am ...
The I-factor's who. A rustic expression of introverted confusion, rather amicable to those with a built-in identity crisis. This type is good if taken lightly as it forms part of managing measurements but pushes one down to nothingness if kept being dug from personal to scientific, philosophical and even spiritual realms. So I had discussed it that lightly to avoid culturing confusion. Done.

Who will...
The non-involve's who. This is the who which wishes everyone else to do the job but automatically exempts himself. The sad fact about this who is its mostly heard from parasites who just wait for others to do group assignments and share with them the gains. Occasionally this is a type of who individuals are also supported by martyrs who has a philosophy “If I won't do it, who will?” and they form a parasite-host relationship. Who likes parasites? Re-phrase... who likes hookworms in their intestines? Yuck!

Who cares...
The bully's who. An aggressive who against the unkindness of others probably for freak show, fun or profit. But listen, the one who uses this is unknowingly bitten back by his self-made question. By asking it, doesn't he sound unkind too? Ear shot to the bullies! Enough, as I might become one if I discuss more on this.

Who done...
The blamer's who. The pointing finger type of who towards people whom the speaker thought have done a crime-like action. Very familiar to crime novel fans (whodunit). An example is: Who made the prices of the basic commodity rise again? The vendors will point to the unreasonable transport fare. The drivers will point to the Pinoy Gas Brothers who has been monopolizing the Philippine oil economy or the whole economy in the past two decades. But the Gas Brothers will again point to the crude oil price hike in the Middle East due to the US-Iraq forever-until-US-gets-all-the-oil tension. Before the US will blame China for sucking much of the world's oil due to its extra large population, I will stop this cycle of blame. I don't know China, I don't know US, I don't know Shell, Petron or Caltex, so I am not also sure if the sentences above are true but they have crowded the news ever since I started to read newspaper and watch TV. And I don't like the cycle of pointing fingers as they end up pointless. I am guilty of using this occasionally, with remorse of course.

Who else...
The nice guy's who. The who which at its best is followed by “.... are out there?” Here's a story about "who else" I like to share.

I am facing a crowd of people and monsters. I noticed an angry-looking young boy with short brown hair in a wizard costume casting ice and lightning spells alternately against a running red tree trunk. He kept on dying and resurrecting back to where he started, and runs again to where he had been casting spells and dies again. He wondered how not to get killed. He noticed the rest of the crowd. They fight in groups of twos or threes against monsters and they don't die that soon. He realizes that the groups have the usual combination of powerful spells casting yet physically weak mages and non-combatant yet high vitality, self healing acolytes. They shared energy, they leveled-up together. It was fun to look at their happy emoticons popping out after they killed monsters larger than just a running red tree trunk. That boy just knew the wisest thing to do then.

I tell you that this story is true, and that the crowd of people and monsters with a lonesome boy is what exactly I saw, and that brown-haired boy was my Ragnarok character I am facing through the desktop screen. In real life despite how many times I leveled-up, I remained a novice in life, simply because I seldom try to participate as part of a group, I either leave my groups or work as in one-man group. How could that be a group, Oh, forget word play. How could be working alone be satisfying? Anyway its only after playing Ragnarok, what a shame at age of 20+, that I have realize the need to share energies. I like who else as in “who else are out there,” weather it means “who else can help us” or “who else can we benefit” or “who else are affected by what we are doing,” it is a sign that we recognize the presence of other people.

What type of who person are you? Be careful with the “who personality” evolving in you. Remember, you are not living alone, and that your work and worth affects another.

This post is first of a 7-part ellipsis series.

In the Beginning

2007-10-26T23:06:00.000+08:00

In the beginning, I will confess that I don't know blogs. They are as homely as pajamas but as world wide as the web, as everywhere as bad words yet posts were as priceless as uranium, though as social as the neon crowd still as personal as your self. But I have stumbled upon them so why won't I dig through and re edit my knowledge of this delicious blogs? The social media cited were a few to delimit the undersized scope of how I know blogs from the surface. In depth, however, I found Blogs as the 21st century editions of serialized novels of the likes of Dickens and Tolstoy from which they earn cents in sending their works on tabloids on daily basis. Their difference is that they developed into forms I have mentioned in the second sentence which were less tragic to the writers.

In the beginning, the word “development” is not necessary. You can start in less than scratches: “I don't know blogs” is an example. But that is only in the beginning. The thought that I dove in to it, created my own, and planned to perpetuate it is by now part of development. Yes we have to develop ourselves. It is the job of the living being to find out and develop the latent potential inherent in life. Blogs and the rest of the web were inkless innovations of post Guttenberg printed dailys, which were adjustments of classical scribbles, which evolves from carved stone tablets of Hammurabi times, which in turn developed further back from the pure sign language world. Things, living, dead or unknown, develop. We have to develop to something... OK, I'll leave the future of your own development to your discretion but not to the point where you have to wear prison clothes. We just have to develop. Settled.

In the beginning, I don't know how to develop this blog. Or even just this post. I don't want to camouflage as if I'm really prepared to write or prepared to expand what I know about motivation, et. al. I fear that I can't write beyond each word, that I can not push to a logarithmic point, and that I lag down to procrastination out of fear of failure. A problem cycle. But I must leave failure to nature as where it is. There is no honor in sacrificing human potential to the horror of failure. But I won’t totally disregard the possibility of failure, otherwise we will just form self lies to what lies ahead. I decide to move and keep moving to the last dot of this post. In fact I already brought up three relevant points in managing self measurements which are basics to move on:

Measuring Your Self
Ex: acknowledging what you do and don't know
Improving Self Measurements
Ex: deciding to develop
Precondition to Errors in Measurements
Ex: recognizing the possibility of failure

In the beginning, we have to decide, especially the answers to questions of: who, what, where, when, why, and how. They are everyday encounters which promote intellectual autonomy and self acquaintances which further guide us to understanding our measurements. I want to start a post series on this. How I wish I won't bore you next time. Have I?

Wangbu, et. al.

2007-10-26T07:09:00.000+08:00

Hello, this is Wangbu, author of http://www.hulag.blogspot.com/, welcoming you to this site. To be honest, as there have been innumerable hopeless ways to counteract procrastination, it is not yet clear to me if this self-applied experiment of mine would be potent. I would like to outsource your opinion on why or why not a self motivation blog is effective in motivating its author or readers. In this page which is half a guest book, half a boggle, share your ideas to Wangbu by filling up the comments below with the following format:

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Thank you and enjoy reading!

About Lag, Log and Hulag

2007-10-25T22:56:00.000+08:00

Who lagged in the blogosphere?
Who cared not reading beyond this line?
Who expected 2020 is best to start blogging?
Who made finding a niche as lifetime consideration?
Who dug deep on writing, and put off posting till tomorrow?
Who fell intimidated of other's page ranks, subscribers and links?
Who wished to monetize but remained wishing realizing its difficulty?

Who lagged in the real world?
Who neglects to mine his potential?
Who wavers to attempt commencing work?
Who targets to no direction and terminates early?
Who perpetually damages his capacity to persevere?
Who puts the labor fire off and start a life burning activity?
Who sleeps work yet form grave nightmares of what future brings?

If you do, adjust your phase.
If you lag, fire up now and move!
Listen to your mental desires promptly.
Boost your ego by steering yourself to progress.
You know living off-life, online or off-line is not living at all.
Still frozen? Try wheeling with Wangbu at hulag.blogspot.com
He attempts to shift his lagging attitude to logarithmic proportions.

What's this?
hulag is a Hiligaynon verb equivalent to the Tagalog galaw or the English move, especially to definitions 1. To initiate action, 2. To set or maintain in motion, 3. To change in position from one place to another, 4. To change posture or position, 5. To make progress or advancing. “Hulag!” is the self-command of Wangbu, the author who is a procrastinator. But hulag can be a call to anyone unmotivated or rather kinetically-challenged to start to move and keep moving.

What for?
The value of motivation as the act or process of stimulating to action entails the presence, awareness and compression of it prior to any action. A corollary is that all those living and the rest of verb+ing proceeds after motivation of whatever matters.
This blog accepts unmotivation as disabling as allergy and asthma, ADHD and autism, blindness and deafness, cerebral palsy and Down syndrome, diabetes or hypertension, kleptomania (but not kleptocracy) and erotomania, phobia and schizophrenia, or the whole list one can associate with the wheelchair. As a disability, it often intersects one’s ambitions and life pursuits, it sickens human interaction, it is sabotage to some people’s way of viewing themselves, oftentimes the blame to near a hundred of things one just can not do. But a disability can be cured in more than just a hundred and one translation of “cure” the creative solutions the Disability Blog Carnival members have thought of. Wangbu, the author of hulag and a self-rehabilitating procrastinator himself, utilizes motivation as an optimistic answer (a cure in a sense) to procrastination (unmotivation in a wider range). He specifically exploits the self help approach on motivation. As he views procrastination as a wheelchair to be pushed, it is like wheeling your own wheelchair - thus went the invitational line above: wheeling with Wangbu.

What now?
This weblog pertains to motivation in broad-spectrum although the author has a personal advocacy on the art of killing procrastination. Cases of unmotivation not in line with procrastination might be discussed here. The categories that were painstakingly selected focus on diverse aspects of personal development one have to realize, reflect, and reinforce prior to acting. These were favored by the author who got frustrated connecting the motivation theories factual life and World Wide Web offers.

Managing Measurements
Outsourcing Opinions
Tolerating Taboos
Investing Imagination
Verifying Values
Achieving Action
Tackling Terrorism
Improving Interaction
Occupying Opportunity
Navigating Nature

What then?
Everyone, technophiliac or not, is invited to visit this site for self motivation or sharing of opinions or for the leisure of reading. Although this is not make money online blog, those who answered yes to the introductory questions above may find a rescue to their problem by reading hulag. But in advance the author warns that despite the obsessive-compulsive arrangement of hulag, it is still a personal blog and must be taken lightly. And although some facts are written by a medical student, it's far from being a medical resource at all. Anyhow readers are welcomed to suggest topics down there the comment section or at the Guest Book page. Some what if's on this blog might be clarified by e-mailing to the addresses provided at the side bar.
A worthwhile wheeling with you!!!

Wangbu the Pro-Blogger

2007-10-24T23:32:00.000+08:00

Trigger:
Wangbu, 26, M, Iloilo City, self-preoccupied, Procrastinating Blogger

Subjective Hystery of Present Illness:
2 months prior to blogging, to which his cell phone calendar is still fixed, Wangbu discovered that web logs exist and swore he is going to have one. He set back the date each day to provide himself extended moments to come across whatever that life bit of high cause which will quake him out of idleness and motivate him to put in writing. To rush was not his game for deadlines seemed not rational excuses for well calculated lifetime considerations. He contemplated then. But he swiped the blame to December whose punctual cold breeze set a meeting with tardy rains of June sponsoring long hours of sleep and uselessness...
Until few hours prior to blogging, nothing was exactly accomplished. However, his wishes and the setbacks that dumped in burst into bloggable volumes that on the hour of blogging he stroke the keyboard about one thing he is concerned most...

Past Elliptic Episodes
He had a costly degree in worthless living and developed expertise in doing-nothing-at-all. Certainly he had no place in life. However, at one time he was brought to the ICU after a vehicular accident he still survived because he also procrastinates to die. His main obsession was writing about himself time after time... none of which was finished...
April 2000 ...You lie supine on the upper board of your wooden bed. Jack fruit double deck to be exact. You eye up the fluorescent bulb drop hanging from the sky of your twelve year old room but you picture out the quad-centennial dome of Magellan's shrine. Who was Magellan? Whine back your first Cebu stopover to this sailor who planted the cross to your country. Through him that is why you make the forehead, bosom, left and right shoulder gesture with right and middle index fingers. As you believed...
He paused… thinking that he writes language he is now unfamiliar of…
October 2001 ...Think of running nose and awful phlegm, meals skips, fund shortages, weather threats, irresponsible classmates, annoying co-borders, midnight lessons, nearing deadlines and wait from five to seven o'clock for a Jaro Liko ride and miss a homeward van ... On the same day when you reach your home, think that life is beautiful before hearing some parental homily on body weighs and measures...
And twelve pages of lizards concerto, and then stop...
October 2002 ...Whhhhiiiiwwwwmmmmnnnnngngngng!....hi-fi as steel breaks... ears like a sonic blow from a police kettle. Ah! The do-re-mi of reaping... knew that? It's Back! The old sickening heart numb of speeding clocks is on high again. Nosing it once in my matchbox years, plumbed rusted lungs and that rushed blood pipes and oared a typhoon into the skull heart... more bang bangs... Ugh! Adjectives, adverbs...maize stupidity! Wasn't it? All written atop that oinky weeky double deck in my hometown was tugged to say hallå to the Swedish Academy than to blue print the true “was” of me...
Bang bangs and more bang bangs then stop …
July (not sure if its 2003 or 2004) ...Why do I keep on writing? Because I am afraid the world will end (I mean my world) without a single person having understood me. Lately, I thought I don't need someone to understand me anyway. Yes, I still can't be understood. I am an old piano piece. Hopeless. Typical. Fool. Partly incorrigible. Making autobiography is a preventive measure from self-destruction ...autolysis... I always take each day my final day. If I'll die early, it is OK. In the end, I'll be just another vacuous sapien like formaldehyde creatures that med studs cut up in their Anatomy lab....
Autolysis and autolysis until he candled, eating himself…

Objective Condition:
Lately, he forgot English and write something like this...
PROcrastination is never a PRO, it's non-PROductive, it's not PROletarian nor PROfessional. You PROtested! It is the most economical way to save your PROteins and carbohydrates...
You even read of PROcrastinators becoming PROponents in PROpelling it to monetary PROportions by PROclaiming to other self-PROhibitors how satisfaction-PROmoting is their recent PROcedure in fighting PROcrastination. Though same word PROfile was made in their previous well PROliferated manuals, books,”PROficient” time management softwares, getting-things-done DVD systems, work-group PROGgrams and PROfound anti-stress algorithms for which they have PROcured or subjected themselves under PRObation in PROcession...
In the PROcess, they however, lost more time and money since the PROdrome has an inherent PROpensity to PROlong.. So you PROnounced that how many times you PROfane PROcrastination like an ex-god you still whoreship it like a PROfessional...At least, not of the PROmiscous type....
But you are currently happy that it PROvoked you to write PROfuse PROsaics that you have PROposed to yourself long ago... Well at least a PROlogue. So you PROcreated this site http://www.hulag.blogspot.com/ and start a PROphase post to give yourself a PROem...
Hi, I'm Wangbu, a PRO BLOGGER of Tomorrows. And that is my PROBlem. Welcome to My Blog!
He lately found procrastination as highway to self-destruction. A barrier to personal development. An impediment to expressing responsibilities. A parasite to time. And think of the reality of a million other time-challenged individuals like him, out of unparticipation the world will drop to ruins. He denounces it and now that he started blogging he forbid this post to be the last. He vows that through this blog he will beat this kind of unmotivation from the other side as a conscientious person.

Assessment:
A Self Diagnosed Procrastinator... as of now, learning to move...

Plan:
To blog against procrastination... or rather about MOVE and MOTIVATION.
Will he succeed?

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