I think it's just fitting that one of my last posts here was my grandfather's death. It signals the end of an old era. An era where hardwork and determination will definitely put you on the top of whatever you chose to be. However, these days the smarter ones get to be ahead. It might be a damn shame sometimes but that's how the world works. It's time to move on to something better--more exciting!

I have my own domain now: http://taorist.com 

taorist taorist,

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My grandfather died.

I suffered a horrendous headache, after receiving the SMS from my mother. It was probably from the shock of it all. I never TRULY expected that he'd die, because I thought he was still too strong to let go of this world.

He was a man of many things. He was a carpenter. He likes building and making things. I remember him making our cabinets. After varnishing the wood, he would place kiddie stickers on it. It was like his own little trademark. When I see those kiddie stickers, I would remember the smile he had--proud of his handiwork, knowing that we would be happy receiving them as gifts. We still use those cabinets to this day.

I also remember him telling this humorous story about his experience working for the film industry. He was an extra in a war movie. He played a Japanese soldier, fighting the Filipino rebels in Manila. When he got shot by one of the leading men, he would fall down and do the "spasm" dance. Once out of camera range, he would stand up and fight the same guy again. Thus, the Japanese army was born out of four men. They didn't need no CGI then! LOLZ!!

He died young (70). But he left a lot of things behind as a testament to his contributions. He left my mother, my brother and I. In May, my daughter will be one of his contributions as well. Thanks Grandpa. 

I've been devouring a book lately.

It's C. Jung's autobio, "Memories, Dreams, Refelctions." I have to admit that this has moved me. The "Early Years" and "School Years" are a "things to come" sort of thing.

It has brought to mind an old dream of mine. It has been burned into my mind somehow. It has never left me. I dreamed it 25 years ago.

The Dog Who Bled Stars. ]]> http://taorist.i.ph/blogs/taorist/?p=69 http://taorist.i.ph/blogs/taorist/?p=69#comments Tue, 04 Apr 2006 14:53:14 +0000 taorist http://taorist.i.ph/blogs/taorist/?p=69 I stopped blogging for a month.

I just wanted to know if I'll be able to make it without blogging. The answer was pretty much clear.

Yes.

Although, I was writing in my journals quite a lot (hmm...future blog posts).

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I was involved in a quick stint as a problogger. I have to admit that it was pretty hard. One lesson I learned:

HAVE YOUR OWN PC/Mac

Yes, I don't own a computer, I do all my blogging at the office. Yeah, me bad. Naughty even. Heh.

The problem with what happened was that I needed to do my researching and work at the same time. I find it hard to do with my boss breathing down my back all the time. Although, I wanted to TRULY blog for them, I had to stop. I didn't want to get fired yet.

I'm sorry.

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Things have been changing around me lately as well.

I'm a Training Specialist now. That means, the load is a bit lighter. Unlike the old times where I do the recruiting, 201 File/updating/managing, AND training. I don't know how this will affect my blogging though.

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Fuck, I miss blogging.

I missed all my blog friends as well. I still comment on some of them, but not as much as I used to.

I'm thinking of getting my own domain.

http://www.theaccidentaltaorist.com

ahh....like the sound of that one!

Yeah! I'm planning to use wordpress on that one as well. Just need a little more dough to go for it. I'm choosing host sites as of the moment. This will be my last (and most expensive) jump.

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I'm glad that even though a month has passed. People still come by to see my blog. I really am touched. 

Heavy Metal Fred 

J. Angelo

Caz

Althene

Thanks guys! 

I"m trying my hand on part time blogging.

I’m not sure if I can announce what blog I’ll be posting on, but it’s right up my alley. It ain’t much but it’s a pretty good start. I’ll slowly ease out of my HR Job and probably, within the year, do this full-time.

How will this affect my posting here? I’ll still be posting twice a week. This blog is a personal project and I through it, found great friends.

If you want to try your hand at this thing go here. He was the one who introduced me to problogging.

Remember, this ain’t for the faint hearted. Mo’ blogs, mo’ money, mo’ problems.

February 25, 2006, around 12:30 PM I dreamt.

I am an old black man named Ahab. I have grey to white hair and a moustache as well. I appeared like I was on TV. There is an old second story house behind me. The second floor window is open.

I am asking someone to put an important piece of machinery on the second floor. He was going to use a yellow crane. The crane and the man did not appear but was out of the camera shot.

Now, I’m not sure if I was Ahab, but it seemed that this was connected to a TV show I saw the other day. It was about Neville’s Moby Dick. Ahab was an old man fighting against God/Fate. I felt that the captain and I were the same.

But why was I black? Maybe because Moby Dick was white? 

Anyway…

Decided to give it ago again and found out that there were some new features added. Like global tagging, new themes, and the excellent (Pssst!!! i.ph listen to this one) widgets! Yeah! You can arrange the whole side bar! What’s on the top, middle, and below. Cool, eh?

I also found out I can upload my old blogger account (posts, comments, and all) to the wordpress one! It was like facing an old me. That’s the cool thing about writing journals–you get to see where you came from. Have you tried reading anything you did 3 years ago? There were times, I would cringe at my typos and stuff! Funny and depressing things in that ‘ol blogger account. Well, now it’s all the wordpress one.

Still, it’s not enough for me… I’m still sticking to this one.

i.ph still rocks over wp.com.

He used to have a sister. She was the most intelligent one in the family. I used to look up to her because she would devour these crossword puzzles like I go through junkfood. Eloquent writer and speaker. She can bitch it out good as well. She had Diabetes. After reaching forty, she suddenly had complications. She was going blind, her health was failing drastically. She was in pain everytime she breathed. The stout stature she once had, has now been turned into a skelital display of her former self. She was sick. Very sick.

She landed in the public hospital. It was a place where more people left in body bags rather than walking out alive. The air inside was full of anguish and hurt. It’ll cost the family a small fortune just for her to survive another day.

My father then decided to let her die. ]]>