Power of Positivity
April 11th, 2021
I wrote this article three years ago and this is the revised version.
My life is my masterpiece. I’m very grateful to those who reach out to me when they hear and feel my “thoughts” even if I don’t say a single word. It’s a never ending battle for me as I have a mood condition, however, I will continue to walk with faith in God and hope that better days are coming.
Do know that in life, there will always be roadblocks along the way as they are a part of your journey through life.
The most important thing is that we continue to have faith in God, count our blessings each day, be grateful for what we have, and even though we don’t get what we pray for, rest assured that God will give you something much better than whatever you have prayed for.
Do things with great love, enjoy the best things in life which are usually free, always see the brighter side of life, and always believe in the power of prayers.
Pay forward whatever you have received from people ~ whether in cash, in kind, knowledge or skills. Never expect something in return. A simple form of gratitude from them like “thank you “ or “salamat” should be enough to make you happy and contented. That only means that they have appreciated whatever you have given them. Enjoy the little things in life as they are the ones which usually make people happy.
Blessings to everyone and we will all get through this Pandemic. Once again, the world will be a better place if we all help each other.
Maganda ang buhay! Laban lang palage and always pray as prayers work all the time!
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I finally finished reading the fourth volume of svsss in full, and thing is--the first time through I only read the bingqiu content because I was ravenous for more of their happy ending.
Turns out that was a perilous mistake.
Because I started reading the airplane extras. And I swear to god. MXTX is trying to kill me
What do you MEAN demon lord Binghe was sitting on his big fucking throne. All stoic and forbidding. Surrounded by his demon generals who don't know shit about human courtship. Asking them what he should do, fully demoralized by constant rejections from sqq, only to have airplane tell him to act more pathetic and needy. Which is already hysterically funny and insane, UNTIL LBH'S RESPONSE IS THIS, KILLING ME INSTANTLY:
LUO BINGHE. WHY DOES HE SAY IT LIKE: "I already tried that, didn't work--nothing works :/ not mean, not maidenly, not housewife, not spicy, not capable disciple. Is doubling down on clingy really all it will take? What's a born hater with only one love in his life to do????"
The dichotomy of him sitting there like 'how can I reach the unfathomable depths of shizun's heart?' A HEART HE'S ALREADY WON OVER, MIND and then in the Holy Mausoleum solving the puzzle without blinking and being like 'oh yeah you just have to hit the acupoints, no sweat.' Literally the comedy writes itself I'm so--
How am I supposed to be normal about this. MXTX understands the juicy quintessential queer joy of a person with the world's power at their fingertips wishing only for love. Willing to do anything to earn that love, when unbeknownst to them it's already been freely given. Totally not screaming and yelling and clawing at the walls
And that's not even touching airplane's uproarious account of events. The way he's like 'lol what's next, lbh and sqq are best friends now? smfh' only to see lbh TACKLE SQQ LOVINGLY. FOR SQQ TO BE BASHFUL ABOUT IT BUT SO SO FOND OF THE LITTLE SCAMP. This when we've been experiencing sqq's constant inner monologue of 'I'm so cool and so dignified about my role, truly the epitome of propriety and poser-level fortitude.' Meanwhile, in their universe:
Airplane constantly flaming???? Sqq and lbh in his observations????? His absolute bewilderment and confusion????? Legendary. No notes every single second of this shit was hilarious.
Airplane's comment that sqq + older adolescent lbh traveling together was just watching a couple in their honeymoon phase. OR the fact that lbh is exceedingly petty and refuses to share their food in the wake of airplane's interruption of their time together, until sqq relents sheepishly and insists airplane eat what's left (ONLY AFTER PLACATING LBH WITH MORE FOOD FROM HIS PLATE, SOBBING)
Watching airplane salivate over Mobei-Jun and acting like that's totally normal behavior. Finding out mbj and airplane got together first. Finding out sqq encouraged airplane. LIKE THIS. WHILE HE IS STILL IN DENIAL ABOUT HIS OWN FEELINGS:
Mobei-jun clearly thinking their arrangement is a forever thing, heartbroken his human abandoned him with all the hapless fury of a scorned wife swept away by false promises of fidelity. Airplane writing demons to be the type to beat up their crush lovingly and still unable to connect the dots about mbj's feelings. Mbj letting him go and respecting his wishes, only relenting when there's indication airplane was poorly processing his own feelings and didn't actually want to leave. Mbj caring for him and listening to him as soon as airplane voices what he needs directly and with clarity. None of these gays are functional and it's everything to me
Unrelated, but I physically can't hold this information in anymore:
I'm still reeling from younger lbh having his sexual awakening from the image of sqq wrapped in the immortal binding cables. Condemn me as you like he was so, so real for that.
And no I will not be taking any comments about how luo bingge couldn't bear to see luo binghe cherished in ways he never got to have and all the haunting implications of that. I will also not be taking any comments about luo binghe's instinct to look for sqq in that alternate universe, only to be shaken to the very core to be unable to find his shizun anywhere. The unspeakable and latent horror of his relentless mind likely piecing together what happened, but unable to say it; to suspect what is true, and live with the harrowing confusion of his double's actions. To blame himself, to assume that he had let his anger get the better of him in that world and result in unspeakable folly...
I also refuse to talk about how heartrending it is to hear Tianlang-jun weakly say "In the end, I really can't bring myself to hate humans." The implication that the foolishness of that hope and bright-eyed fondness--the very thing that put him through such unspeakable agony--couldn't be beaten out of him entirely. To discover that his faith in Su Xiyan hadn't been misplaced, to the contrary: his beloved hadn't scorned him at all, but rather fought to the miserable end to protect the fruition of their genuine feelings of love when she couldn't protect tlj or herself.
How MXTX has sqq deliberately draw parallels between their situation and that of ygy+sj and tlj+sx; desperately wishing it might not be too late for them. The concept of breaking cycles of abuse and harm pervasive throughout the newly devised story, how it evolves for the better only when love takes the place of power, pride, and domination. How the moment sqq chooses vulnerability instead of saving face, the genre shifts to the so-called "cringe" girly genre where most if not every character is more fulfilled, more true to themselves. How the "male-oriented" former genre was aimlessly sensationalized and sexualized, how it was a sustained performance of aspirational toxic masculinity. How men objectify other men without end. All of the unspoken gendered implications that come with that.
Anyways. Going to go put my head in a sandbox and try to process everything I just witnessed because even a second reading is not enough to find a modicum of closure.
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ok but im getting emo over heinkel again so im gonna talk about him again because yeah hes yet another sad character in a sea of sad characters and i love rezero for that but like he is a character consistently characterized by one loss after the other. it's a rollercoaster and its going straight fucking down and he is so miserable and absolutely alone and its both his fault and not his fault at all. but the way it starts is - its all out of his control. the more you think about the trajectory of his life the sadder it gets.
imagine you are heinkel and your parents are the sword saint and the sword demon and you come from a long line of knights and sword saints so thats almost definitely where youre headed, right? thats whats expected of you. you are nineteen years old and youre a knight in the royal guard, which was expected of you, and you have a wife and a beautiful baby boy, which was also expected of you, but at least you have so much joy and love for the latter while the former is just another chain on the astrea family line of people who are stuck to knighthood whether they like it or not. but your family is also just another chain because youre nineteen and your mother is still the sword saint and youre playing with fate here because either youre going to be the sword saint or your son will be.
your wife, the only equal you have, falls asleep one day and never wakes up. you are twenty-one years old and a single parent and then you are twenty-three years old and your son's fate is so much bigger than youll ever be. having the worlds love means that your love pales in comparison, doesnt it? everyone knows about your comatose wife because you keep searching so much for a cure that its just another thing to gossip about. every year that passes by she just continues to look the same as she did when she was awake and alive and loved you. (you dont know it yet but your son is going to reach the same age as her, because you dont find a cure for another sixteen years and you know that she wont love you anymore because who does? theres no one left because your son doesnt count.)
and everyone knows about you because of your family. because yeah, youre a good swordsman, but youre not liked by anyone in the knights. youre not a friend and youre certainly not a sword saint or sword demon. your son mind controls someone because he loves you so much that he would do anything for you and looks up to you like youre some hero, but youre just a wreck whos scrambling to keep what little you have. youre twenty-four and you lose your mom because you were too scared to go on the mission you were assigned on, because youre a coward and youre in over your head and you know, because everyone knows, that you dont measure up. you could never be prepared for this. in a long line of people who have to carry the weight of the world, you crumble easily. your mom goes on that mission and dies and your son becomes the sword saint like this was always going to happen. this is what being loved by the world means. you just killed your mom because you just couldnt suck it up and die on that mission instead. on top of that, your dad says that your five-year-old god of a son killed your mom. its just you and your son and the two of you both killed your mom but youre the worlds biggest laughing stock and your son is the up and coming hero and monster. but you still love your son. you really do.
right?
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you know if could have been VERY easy for them to just leave lo'ak and neteyam's final conversation to being the moment where lo'ak says payakan's his brother, and make neteyam's death this whole uber angsty moment with lo'ak apologizing and not really getting closure with neteyam, but i'm glad they didn't go that route, and instead had neteyam help lo'ak. we got a final moment with the two of them being a little goofy and affectionate together, with neteyam's "who's the mighty warrior?" line and how he pushes lo'ak's head, and lo'ak pretending to be annoyed but really he can't stop smiling bc yeah, that's his big brother.
so obviously yes, lo'ak still will most likely feel guilty over neteyam's death, but at least it isn't because there was a huge unsaid thing between them and their last conversation wasn't an argument because i really don't think i could have emotionally handled that
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Life Is Beautiful: Hopes and Dreams
Excerpt 5
March 23rd, 2024
It was my childhood dream and my parents’ dream as well for me to become a doctor. However, I had a major struggle on my fifth year in medical school that’s why I wasn’t able to complete my studies then. Maybe it’s not my calling.
However, if I will study Office Administration - Health Services in Sheridan College in May, I will still be able to help people out. It’s a two-year program. According to the faculty member I’ve spoken to, during the last semester, there will be field placement. We will not be trained but instead, we will be educated. We will be exposed to various medical settings.
I’ve always had the passion to help people out in any way that I can. Maybe being a doctor is not my calling but I believe being an Office Administrator or an Administrative Assistant in the medical field is my calling. God, please enlighten me concerning deciding if I’m choosing the right path. I know that You know what’s best for me and I will always trust Your plans for me.
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So I discovered today, by virtue of our electric unceremoniously cutting off, that my husband has not paid the utility bill in - guessing from the amount owed - three or four months, without informing me or transferring it to my name.
In an example of truly Providential timing, I got paid today and had just enough to cover the arrears. Because he had not paid it and did not live here, they permitted me to close his account and open it in my own name if I paid his outstanding balance.
The rest of my bills are paid and we do not stand in dire need of anything that we must get before I next get paid. I am inconvenienced and annoyed and I'll admit, it was a rough couple of hours earlier, but overall -
I see God's fingerprints all over this.
You see, (I think I've mentioned this before,) I had prayed quite desperately, back in 2021, for liberation from my husband. Complete liberation. I was raised in the school of thought that said divorce was only for infidelity and anything else, including abuse, was a sin. But I was so desperate to be free, I was so unceasingly miserable and afraid.
This year has been quite hard in many ways. I have faced down plenty of challenges, financial and logistical and otherwise.
I do not relish a new bill to have to pay.
And yet.
Is this not the freedom and deliverance I have prayed for? Is God not giving me more control over my own life, freeing me from Dallas? I am no longer dependent on his mercy for my income. For my children's necessities. For internet and phone service. Now for utilities.
Every single time God has cut a tie holding me to my husband, the boat has rocked. I have freaked out (more or less, depending.) And yet - and yet - we have not capsized. He has held us in the palm of His hand. He has borne us through the storm.
How can I but trust Him?
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