Eduardo

Gabriela Silang,

One.

Magand

Dawned on consciousness, after a recent dissertation discussion on Schizophreina, in Psychiatry,

was Edouard Schure's, The Great Initiates.

"The day will come when Philosophers, Psychologist and Poets will speak the same language,

and understand each other."

Beni grazie Dr. Neurit, an inspired pearl is already being polished.

2 Sa Karamihan Panahon,

May ang pangalan ko.

Ang pangalan mo?

Eduardo, ang pangalan ko.

kumusta ka?

Ayos lang.

Eight years after that first meeting,

warm ocean waves were to dance on the keys of the pen

On December 7, 1998,

Jose Saramago delivered his Nobel Prize Lecture,

Its title, first paragraphs reads as follows:

"How Characters Became the Masters and the Author Their Apprentice

The wisest man I ever knew in my whole life could not read or write.

At four o'clock in the morning, when the promise of a new day still lingered over French lands, he got up from his pallet and left for the fields, taking to pasture the half-dozen pigs whose fertility nourished him and his wife. My mother's parents lived on this scarcity, on the small breeding of pigs that after weaning were sold to the neighbours in our village of Azinhaga in the province of Ribatejo. Their names were Jer

Having gleaned from the wisdom of many Lolas and Lolos,

the world over,

their echoes are read from scientists and visionaries.

A case in point,

"To push anything back into the past is equivalent to reducing it to its simplest elements.

Traced as far back as possible in the direction of their origins,

the last fibres of the human aggregate are lost to view

and are merged in our eyes with the very stuff of the universe."

Dr. Pierre Teilhard de Chardin,

The Phenomenon of Man.

In Walt Whitman's writings, read somewhere:

" to have great poetry, there has to be great audiences."

Any interest in these humble musings, are a reflections from your individual and collective eyes.

It is deep within you all.

Just a pebble,

on a vast ocean front,

reflecting unseen suns and moons,

within you all.

Galaxies. . .

"as above, so it is below."

To manifest love,

over and over again,

defying all conventional paradigms,

is the magic of life.

This view,

is far beyond safe,

it is enlightened. . .

"Stars" will shine,

whether in Palawan,

French Tahiti, or Catalina Island, CA.

Awareness is the key.

Conte partiro

Memoirs of Mindanao,

Philippines.

Very recent saw a Moslem Philipina,

with face uncovered,

eyes,

windows of the soul,

magand

Sa Karamihan panahon,

So many times,

her name,

had written on the sands of Talisay beach only to have the waves come and erase it,

as if she never existed.

This piece is too personal to post in its entirety.

it is written as warm ocean waves,

revisit from a university campus in one of the Pearls of the Orient,

Mindanao, Philippines.

nice work!

kayumangging kaligatan

Islamabad, Pakistan.

With an outstretched pen

and heart,

as if,

just for a moment,

you were our eyes.

Papillon,

Parupar

From Medicines sans Frontiers,<<<Doctors Without Borders.

"The world is made of glass;

people are made of stone."

Mansehra, Pakistan,

and Mindanao, Philippines.

Two pieces that are,

not only relevant,

but enlihgtening and serious.

Bientot<<<Soon.

PostScriptum:

Just came from a visit to the World Beat Center herein San Diego, CA.

Therein, wihtin the caged enclosures were two parrots.

Anyways, saw this bumper sitcker that read,

"politicans and diapers needs to be changed often.

Both, for the same reasons. "

Could not contain the laughing,

until I heard the parrots echoing the laughing.

"Another world is not only possible, she is on her way.

On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing."

Arundhati Roi

"Sometimes"

read somewhere,

"stepping up to the plate"

has nothing to do with baseball.

It is, in reality,

"doing the right thing."

Spain is the nation with more entries by the UNESCO, with cities of the "Patrimony of the Mankind."

It has been the cross roads into ancient Europe.

Ancient Egypt,

was to bridge the Mediterranean Sea with its ancient mariners. . .

Through migrations, historically, we can see her signature in the populating of the planet,

even in the Philippines Islands.

We know

and call these mountain people, "Igorotes."

Apr

2 Champa,

Ocean Beach has not been the same,

since the last time had seen her.

One year ago,

still remembered her in an absolute silence,

bright eyes,

joining me, as the pen lay on top of a car.

Between intermittent gaps of her friends talking,

feeling the breath of a poetess,

on my ears,

on some starlit heavens,

she was slowly whispering,

In Turmoil,

For Benazir B. and the Pakistani people.

was Pakistan.

In celebration of awareness,

for all who know we are,

a shell.

Essence,

speaking to all who are cognizant of their true nature.

This nature,

manifested in turmoil

will prevail,

until the shock subsides.

Mere symptoms they were,

of a righteous indignation.

As the sun's right is to shine upon all,

in its course.

A dad's favorite child,

rose from unknown horizons to many,

the world over.

A people's choice was in the making.

Stifled by forces of darkness was a bright soul

in quest of the well being of the neediest of her people.

This idea,

once birthed,

cannot be destroyed.

A soul that was to manifest its gentile presence

in the halls of Harvard School Government,

and Oxford University.

Benazir,

to you,

from an initiate,

that embraced that Celestine flame within.

It will remain an enduring legacy through your people.

A nation's pride and joy,

that was sadly

and literally kicked to the curbside

by ignorance.

For generations,

symbols of the flame you embraced will endure,

the world over.

Copyright, Dec. 29, 2007.

Eduardo A. Cong

Poet and playwright,

San Diego, CA.

USA.

Post Scriptum: The only Islamic Nation with nuclear capability, its neighbor with equal power, India. This observation ends with, Arundathi Roi,

"ANOTHER WORLD IS NOT ONLY POSSIBLE, SHE IS ON HER WAY.

ON A QUIET DAY,

I CAN HEAR HER BREATHING. "

Let us Compare Boooks.

For Brother Alaf.

A humble request,

am sure you will agree.

You already have read all that I have,

in your request.

Simply,

climb unto the altar,

as a child pushes a seat to a table to reach its top.

Look through the windows of the soul,

and ask again,

of the essence within,

what do you wish to compare.

Lives need not comparisons,

but the wisdom gleaned, and compassion.

From my elders,

have read so many books,

and continue to read,

not books,

but life.

Your dad's shared views are from a giant.

What does an ant have to contribute,

in beauty,

to a Monarch butterfly?

Within your reach,

you have all of the answers.

Copyright, Dec. 28, 2007

Eduardo A. Cong.

Poet and playwright,

Dancing on the waves of this Pacific Ocean,

connecting all nations she touches,

so does this poet and playwright. . .

White Powder,

left on a shared table.

Though white sugar

it was,

its remnants spoke of a deadlier admixture from the temple he lived in.

If Franz Fannon wrote of

Wudang Mountains,

For Dej

La lluvia,

lleg

"Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing."

Arundhati Roi

In an insightful and brilliant observation, have learned that,

"Arrows of hate have been shot at me too,

but they never touch me because they belong to a world in which I have no connection whatsoever."

A. Einstein.

Winter Solstice Two,

Stars,

were to burst from the wings of many dancing fireflies.

Estrellas,

estallaban de las alas de varias luci