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________________________________"Self-expression must pass into communication for its fulfilment." (Pearl S. Buck)_______________________________

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

A Love Letter

Originally made this to grant a favor from a friend. That was a year ago I think. Now, I guess I am posting this for myself.

Dearest,

Love is a corny thing to talk about. It’s even cornier to write about it. But you know what; everything makes sense when one is in love. Some may say that we are just rationalizing things, yet only those who know the feeling can deeply understand. Also, a man cannot write a love letter if he is not so deeply in love enough to compel him to be humble as to swallow his pride. So here I am, letting all my defenses down and painting my sincerest feelings in words. Here I go.

I never thought that I’d be this happy before I have met you. I mean, all my life I feel this emptiness as if there is a hole in my heart that yearns to be filled with something I cannot fathom. I have tried to engage into things and kept myself busy hoping that somehow it would erase the horrible feeling of something lacking. Some turned out bad (as you have known). And then unexpectedly, you came along. Everything seems so right now. Well, almost.

Perhaps even the most romantic stories ever created have their trials and difficulties. I believe that God also as the editor of our love story, is brewing one of them. I may not be the perfect man for you in the eyes of others and I am not sure if I will ever be. Yet, one thing I am very certain about is that you are perfect for me. You are the missing piece of my whole being. You complete me. And I’d do anything to linger in your perfection. 

I don’t know if distance is a problem. Is it? Yes we are kilometers away from each other yet, I revel in the fact that you are on your way of fulfilling your dreams. The thought that you are steps closer to what you wanted to be gives me happiness. Just remember that I am here for you. Faithfully, I will be waiting for that golden day that we will be holding each other’s hands as we go on to a life-long journey together, going to places inseparably.

It is truly wonderful being with you. Every time that we are together, I always wish that time would stop. I am very grateful to you giving me this great opportunity of spending and sharing my life with you. Every moment is treasured in my heart. I love you so much, always and forever. Happy First Year Anniversary! There may be more difficulties ahead of us yet I will remain strong. As Taylor Swift says in her song, “Life makes love look hard. The stakes are high, the water’s rough, but this love is OURS.” No one can take this away from us. Instead we’ll cultivate it with more love, faith and trust. 


Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Random Chapters

This is an exerpt from something that I wrote.


Chapter 4

The Demise

Summer before I turned 4th year high school is when my mother experienced the peak of suffering from the pains of cervical cancer. I remember her crying so loud. What did I feel? I felt I don’t want to feel anything. I was tuning her out. I just don’t want to feel sad and concerned. It’s just too painful. Back then I felt as though the experience is much for me to bear. Right now, while writing this, I can’t help but be sad. I miss her so much. She died June 27, 2010.

 

Chapter 5

The Reaping

 

I’ve said a while ago that I have a thing on announcement of honors. I remember the announcement of honors when I am to graduate in high school. It just for me is dramatic. Well, I found it wonderful that I cried when I heard the news. Standing in front of my teachers and batch mates, it dawned to me that this is the product of my hard work. I’m reaping my harvest. I even imagined my mother watching me and applauding. It’s really  a dramatic moment for me.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Javert and Jean Valjean

The characters of Javert and Jean Valjean are said to be of binary opposition. For one, they represent the concept of what is just and right in two different and sometimes opposing ways. Javert embodies the abstract of being right and just in strict accordance to man-made law and written formal norms. On the other hand, Jean Valjean is a representation of what's right and just that is modified by love, compassion, and of morality. These having said, we could see where there characters are founded. Javert is very loyal to man-made law thereby imbibing law-made concept of justice. Hence, a violation, however small they may be must be duly punished as stated in the law. Valjean lives with morality, understands deeply humanity (being human) and conforms to justice according to the law of the divine. That people do change and capable of redemption, deserves second chance,that violations are modified or somehow lessened by intent and circumstance.
Additionally, Javert's conscientious adherence to the law would represent the upper class (bourgeoisie) maintaining their status and keeping their power over those of the lower class (proletariat). Hence, preserving the status quo. Valjean, a running criminal and a proletarian turned bourgeois himself, silently seeks to change, rather than preserve, the social strata through providing employment and helping the needy. From these we could see that they are both right and wrong in different contexts. Javert being right according to the law but wrong in the eyes of ethics and morality. Other wise Jean Valjean is wrong because of his negligence to the law yet right on the side of humanity.
Furthermore, it is not wrong to imply that imply that Javert is the conservative one while Valjean is a reformist, an agent of change. This could be related to why Javert still wants to capture Valjean after so many years (so many that Valjean had already changed). The inspector believes that people cannot possibly change, i.e. "Once a criminal, always a criminal." Yet change did Valjean. Thus it is safe to imply that their characters also represent the parties involved in a development and/or revolution. Javert being the resistance, Valjean the aggressor. Moreover, there's hope for change. If Valjean can, we can, the society can.
At the end, Javert, whose principles and values were shaken by Valjean's, killed himself. Perhaps this is the keypoint of the story's theme. The message is that "Javert" of the society of the society will perish and will be vanquished if more "Valjeans" would rise. But this is not a call for armed revolution. The story clearly shown the use of guns as weapons isn't effective. This is more of a revolution of the intellect and of love- to use the minds and hearts as armors- to apply in words and deeds fields of philosophy, theology and morality as weapons in eliminating illnesses of the society and in changing a very degrading status quo.
The story's subject matter may be bounded by time and place but its theme and its essence as a work of art transcends generations and territories. Les Miserables is timeless. Praises to Victor Hugo!