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The True Heart of a Champion. The Pacific Storm that Tamed a Tornado. Tuesday, December 7, 2010. Manny Pacquiao not just a Boxing Hero. Fame last longer than a lifetime, and it is a matter of choice. I am certain that what is more remembered and more attractive, at least, in the eyes of the majority of the boxing fans are those who fight until the end. My Friends and My Original Song Recordings at My Space.
SPEED AND POWER IS A DEADLY COMBINATION. Wednesday, November 10, 2010. The Brain Behind the Fist. In that fight, it appears that he was knocked out not even hit by a fatal blow and in the eyes of the fans that was a very unintelligent defeat. We are all fighters fighting.
People who control music control people. Thursday, July 29, 2010. Playing for a Wrong Reason. Again, you blow it. What is the reason? Was it the stage? Was it the crowd? Was it your passion, your anticipation, concentration, and over indulgence to that thought of performing in front of a crowd. The reason must be all of the above. Although more on passion, the drive, the fire that engulfs your whole body that later on chilled it out. Why do I put so much emphasis on this point? Links to this post.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010. Negative plus Negative Equals Positive. Not only slowly I felt the relief, I also noticed that all of my neighbors turned off their players as if they were listening to what I am playing. KA FREDDIEs Bar and Restaurant. The Night I Threatened to Kill God.
World of Contrast and Opposite Meaning. Wednesday, December 1, 2010. It is everywhere; it is something we cannot stay away from. We cannot avoid pain even if we try. And even if we do, ultimately in the end, at the time of death, we are going to cry. However, it is in our nature to love; as life without love. If not worse than death.
Monday, February 21, 2011. Was the anthem of the extraordinary.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010. The Night I Threatened to Kill God. He even created a hit song using this formula. Came from nowhere, I cannot even figure out the reason why it was there. All I know is that, it serves as a prelude to a strong chorus and ending of a beautiful song. And Jesus was a sailor. When He walked upon the water.
When is the Right Time to Die. Friday, November 5, 2010. The night is so quiet. The cliff is so stiff. I was the weakest, the most fragile, the most vu lnerabl e;. He attack was focused on me to destroy him. Y brother tried his best to protect me. And I realized that the best way for me to protect him, is to stay away from hi m. Before the war, I went to a friend to get my weapon and armor.
In The Land of Fallen Angels. A Place in My Heart. A Poetry for a Song. The Day the Music Died. Sunday, January 16, 2011. And to a Rose from Baguio who inspired me to write this song. Of a voice that attracts my ear,. Of a smile and a story to remember. When my body was weak. And my mind was uncontrolled. But when I left h.
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Friday, July 9, 2010. Accompaniment to a Great Song. I treasure Friendship more than anything material. But if my friends would choose my guitar rather than my friendship, I will not hold it against them. Surely, I will be hurt; but I will understand. I know, because that exactly is what I did. In my financial status as a third world musician, to own a Martin Guitar. His melody is controlled and heartfelt. His harmony is deep and intact. When he shouts, his voice is gently clear; and it travels.From .CONTENT
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Fight for Us by not Fighting. Wednesday, July 7, 2010. AN OPEN LETTER TO MANNY PACQUIAO. And they say it with sadness and disgust. The True Heart of a Champion. World of Contrast and Opposite Meaning.
People who control music control people. Thursday, July 29, 2010. Playing for a Wrong Reason. Again, you blow it. What is the reason? Was it the stage? Was it the crowd? Was it your passion, your anticipation, concentration, and over indulgence to that thought of performing in front of a crowd. The reason must be all of the above. Although more on passion, the drive, the fire that engulfs your whole body that later on chilled it out. Why do I put so much emphasis on this point? Links to this post.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010. Negative plus Negative Equals Positive. Not only slowly I felt the relief, I also noticed that all of my neighbors turned off their players as if they were listening to what I am playing. KA FREDDIEs Bar and Restaurant. The Night I Threatened to Kill God.
As fire is covered by smoke, as a mirror is covered by dust, as the embryo is covered by the womb; the living entity is covered by different degrees of LUST. Your Karma and Your Pimples. Saturday, August 21, 2010. Because love is happiness, and there is no real happiness in conditional love, which is based on taking;. Conditional love, therefore, is not love. It is but a shadow of love, it is lust. Those people should be careful of what .
Friday, December 17, 2010. To Be What I Am. A writer without a pen,. A guitar without a string,. A lover with no one. Not even a fling;. A man so poor and so alone,. Could he still be happy? Could he still sing? I may have nothing,. But if I have to choose. Between the grandeur of this world. And to what God had gave me,. I would still be wanting. And who could resist the allurement. And rhythm of the pouring rain? .