Life under the bridge

My heart bleeds every time I see scenario like this. The innocent child in the pic was taken during our shooting for video teaser for the coming National Charismatic Movement. This child is one of the youngsters who live with their families under the well known bridge of Davao "Bankerohan bridge". Under it,squatters rose and keep increasing. Their houses made of waste woods and plastics attached to the foundation of the bridge. The attitude of the residents are really different. They used to say bad words as their normal way of communicating of each other. Children swim to this dirty river of Davao. With the waste flow in the river, youngsters are engrossed swimming without knowing the consequences. Their parents? Wala lang chismis disregarding their children. I could not blame them.
I can see an ironic point there. We are tasked to have a video teaser for a documentary of a church anniversary whose primary concern is to raise and ask money to any organization who would like to give any amount. The target is 18 million pesos for the plan of building an ambitious compound of a charismatic group. As the documentarist, I really feel guilty. Using the images of poverty just to raise money? Grrrr damn it. Wala na ako magawa trabaho lang.

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Trip from Jack's Ridge to Japanese Tunnel to Crocodile Park!

Life needs to be formatted every time it is exhausted from daily challenges. It was actually the right time for me to do so. My family in CROSSROADS (the HCDC publication) went to the one of the most recommended tourist park and resort--JACK'S RIDGE. Of course swimming is the main trip. We visited the ecological park and took a shot in every post that relaxes our eyes. But the enjoyment stopped, when we were advised that the swimming pool was not available because DAVAO that time experienced total black out. Thus, no electricity no shower. No shower, no swimming. But it did not totally stopped as...no sweat! We went to JAPANESE TUNNEL (Another Davao's pride)

Ya, as what you see in the pic, the tunnel was made by the Japanese on 1942. That time the Philippine was striving from the world war. Davao was the favorite place for the rebels and invaders to hide their armors. The initiative of the Japanese ,to create such secret cave, was really that hard. Imagine it is still alive and open to any visitors. At the cave,there were portion where the late Japanese leaders plan and check their maps. There were also water source and jails for captured prisoners. The tunnel is really a long long tunnel however,visitors are only allowed to explore 240 meters from the opening. As I went inside, I heard something weird. You would feel the air of history. Air that whispers the shouts and pains of the prisoners and that of BOOM of the bomb landed and that of the commands of Japanese leaders. After the journey, we cleansed ourselves in a 4.4 ft swimming pool in the JTunnel resort. The ambiance were perfect. I hope you would somehow spend time to visit DAVAO's pride. After 6 hours of swimming and caving, we proceeded to Crocodile Farm. Oh sori I don't have pic. That time was so dark since it is located at the far out place of Davao. We were planning to have nigh Safari with crocodiles but we failed to do so for it was not the right schedule for the event. So what we did, we ate a LOT! Hehe with unlimited rice and crocodile dishes hehe I could feel the symptoms of DYSPEPSIA haha...I could have been bought MOTILIUM.Wheeew!

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Tortured God!

In the first place, I don't believe there is power in statues. I am a catholic but I don't agree with this idea of preaching. However, I still respect the tradition. Here is one that irony to the teaching I have observed in a charismatic movement here in Davao. At Bago Aplaya, just this day, I covered an event of Archdiocesan Catholic Charismatic Renewal Movement for a documentary. While the Pentecost group executed their fellowship rites I walked around to have peace in mind to get a concept but I was distracted with these images. More or less 50 steps from the convention house, this old crucifix with Jesus head hang and a dirty Magdalene statue seemingly asking for help. So, I took a picture and relate to it. Is this what they called " a blessed images as instrument to talk with God?" I don't think so. Church is more political minded than politicians. Public servant became rich using power to manipulate and church leaders became rich by using GOD. No offense, this is only my opinion. Look at that, an abandoned statues. It is really a blatant indication of money making style. The tablets are stolen.Look at that, a hole with the table saying "Save yourself" What an irony. "Long Live King of Jews" tablets are damaged. So, this scenario push me to believe that stuff like this does not affect our faith. ITS WITHIN!

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LOVE? Damn it!

They said smiling is one way of creating positive energy that will somehow control your emotions. Here am I,smiling. But the truth is, I am not generating good energy because within me I can feel that loving (to have gf while schooling) is just a fuckin God damn disturbance. I just experienced it! I won't be posting our love story here because I don't want to see or read this post so dramatic every time i will be logging in. It only reminds me of "yesterday"

I just punked by the so-called "LOVE". Fuck it! I always ask my self "Why do we need to fall in love first before getting hurt?" Can we make it in other way around?

Hindi na ako naniniwala sa love na yan! Super duper traumatic na ako jan kaya di nyo ko masisisi kung marami din akong pina iyak. Anyway, it is really a big lesson to anybody that you should not be too emotional. It sucks! Now I am going back to my ideal girl standard. I got this love of mine who did not pass with my standard and I let my heart loved her. So ano na? Ako ang nasaktan ngayon! Puchaxxxxx...If you want to know the story e share ko dun sa comment page just tell me.Grrrrrhhhh

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