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To my absent friends,

 

I was packing my things the other day in preparation for moving abroad. I have been sent on a three year contract overseas to help out with the design and engineering concerns of other oil companies. It is a heavy responsibility, and I am among the youngest to be given such.

 

It struck me how so few are the things I own. I could fit all including my clothes into a few balikbayan boxes. My life in the field, on the move, working both with plain laborers and state of the art hundred million dollar machinery, has meant that I have had little opportunity to accumulate anything material for myself. Eight years with no permanent home. And now, again, I am moving on. Destiny has not yet seen fit to let me settle.

 

Two of the boxes concerning personal records, old books, plaques, and sentimental keepsakes will be sent to my spiritual home, the old scarred ancestral stone and wood house high on the cold plateaus of North Luzon, my family's mountain retreat. The other two, containing my uniforms, handbooks, manuals, and work gear, will be airlifted to my new location somewhere in Malaysia or Singapore. As always, I pack light and live on just the basics and a few good books, nothing more.

 

Another mission, this time, under another banner. Another group of people to lead, to bring under me all over again. A different mission, yes, but the same rules apply; hard work, smart moves, clear insights, little tolerance for failure, and always always look out for each other.

 

My friends, it struck me as I finished packing these few boxes that you are the most important things I have. It is right that the boxes are so few, for they are but material doodles. They and whatever savings I have in the bank can be taken away from me in an instant. It struck me as so comforting that wherever I go or whatever happens to me, there are people I can call, and if the same should happen to you, that I am here for you to call on.

 

It is not a kind world for us, sometime I dread the thought of having kids and raising them in the tenous times of today. But with good company, as yours, the world gets so much more tenable.

 

I am go off soon, on my own as usual. But never, never, never truly alone.

 

Crispin Antonio

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Part of your world (reprise)

 

What would I give

To live where you are?

What would I pay

To stay here beside you?

What would I do to see you

Smiling at me?

 

Where would we walk?

Where would we run?

If we could stay all day in the sun?

Just you and me

And I could be

Part of your world

 

I don't know when

I don't know how

But I know something's starting right now

Watch and you'll see

Some day I'll be

Part of your world

 

 

wish i could be...

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Dear Mailbox avid readers

 

i have decided to start a new "gimmik" hehe to do on this thread. i wanted to put it here coz it is still with accordance to the goal of this thread...

 

expressing our feelings...

so here it goes...

 

please write any possible reasons you can think as to why you love your girlfriend or boyfriend.. reason why we love someone.. are you ok with that?!

you can still post your letters here if you want, that wont change.. however to keep this thread alive, and always in flame hehe.. lets add a little spice to it..

 

so post away!!!

 

answer this.... WHY DO I LOVE THEE?!!

 

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WHY DO I LOVE THEE?!!

I love you because... we can joke around about silly things in that flirty, playful way that makes me feel like I am 16 again and standing on the top of the world

 

I love you because... you believe in us enough to forgive me when I make a mistake, and trust in us enough to start letting yourself forget that I made it.

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I love you because.... I love you

 

Cant explain why, because i dont want to give limitations to my love.

Loving youis not admiring the way you looks or anything else about you.

 

I love you because i do.

 

If i tell you i love you because to make me laugh, you\re at par with a goddess, and makes me happy all the time.

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I love you because.... I love you

 

Cant explain why, because i dont want to give limitations to my love.

Loving youis not admiring the way you looks or anything else about you.

 

I love you because i do.

 

If i tell you i love you because to make me laugh, you\re at par with a goddess, and makes me happy all the time.

cont. (na send ko agad eh)

 

and then there was a terrible accident that paralized you. (sana wag mangyari)

You wont make me laugh anymore, because you cant speak.

You're not as beatiful as a goddess because you're face was broke

And you wont make me happy , just looking at you makes me cry.

Will i stop loving you?

 

No because love is not measured. Love is not said, it should be shown.

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MY LAST SEVEN DAYS

 

 

If I had seven days to live

And you'd ask me what to do

I'd spent my first six days with God

And my last day with you

 

On the first day, I'd ask the Lord above

To take care of the one I love

Co'z there's no one else I'd rather have

Than you, my one and only love

 

I'll pray to Him the second day

To take away your fears

Co'z it'll only break my heart

To see my love in tears.

 

The third day I'd be asking Him

To forgive me from sins

And if I may, I'd beg Him please

For another chance to live

 

The fourth day's for Thanksgiving

For the blessings we receive

He had blessed me when I met You

THE BEST GIFT I RECEIVED

 

On the fifth day will be prayers

For all of Mankind

That all may find peace in their hearts

And soon will reunite

 

A prayer for preparation

Will be on the sixth day,

That He may take me to Heaven

And not the other way

 

I'll thank God for the seventh day,

Co'z I'll pass my time with you

That before I leave this world, you'll know...

How much I LOVE YOU

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How do I love thee?Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday’s

Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.

I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;

I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints, - I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life! – and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death. :wub: :heart: :heart: :*

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Dear MTC peeps...

 

well a friend of mine wrote his first book ever... soon it will hit the shelves but not yet... lets wait when it would be...

thus im asking for your help to support him and his book. he is a filipino by the way. a young filipino writer.

im posting the site where few chapters of that book could be read. you can read a part of the book to give you a glimpse as to what it is all about.

 

it is a great book by the way... i am confident that you will like it too. err infact like is an understatement.. i will bet you will LOVE that book. and that it is worth your money and time..

 

Orange is a novel, a modern day love story of two very distinct personalities - Archie and Anna. It is written in a shifting first person point-of-view. Some chapters are narrated through Archies's eyes, and others, through Anna's

It speaks of youthful idealism and disillusionment, hopeful dreams and harsh realities. It mirrors how the typical youth of today struggle and strive to find purpose and meaning in their lives. Orange is also a discovery of life issues that directly or indirectly affect the Filipino youth, such as politics, radical extremist ideologies, drugs, smoking, sex, abortion, and religious faith.

 

visit the site to learn more about it.... http://www.orange.com.ph

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