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    If all your life you have always aspired and you think the one on top is no good, you must think again. Maybe you are no better. Or maybe you look worse!.. Or, why not think God. You're good but he loves you. You could end up that egotist stooge you hate in the mirror.
  • A small thief and a big thief are the same. They are both thieves... Uh uh, OK, we have a small thief and a big thief - they are not exactly the same... size.
  • People don't know good until they have seen bad, or they don't know bad, did not have any idea about bad, until they've seen good. Before all them could be hollow strings of words. [Tumen's doctrine]
  • Gagged people can sometimes be as dangerous as the non-reasonable. [Right of Reply]
  • One thing is always better than nothing. [When hope is gone; Kapit sa patalim.]
  • There will always be something better or advanced than the thing. [Law of Dialectic]
  • Putting down good or perceived good you lose. If good puts you down you lose as well. Try to be good. [Politics and propaganda]
  • Tyranny and rape belong to the same set of mind. They believe and look at themselves as too good.
  • When a person has lost credibility the best thing for him is to stop issuing statements because politically he has already lost any and all arguments. [Everything to a person - Integrity]
  • If truth can bring you down you must be stood on weak or false ground. If lie can bring you down then you must be stood on worse than scum!
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    "True" church or true religion is a squabble between theists. Whatever it is people believe in must be of no problem to God. I bet He can speak very well the language of any man - any creature, actually. [A Universal God]
  • A man's gain may be another man's loss. A man's happiness may be another man's woe. A man's ease may be another man's sacrifice and misery.[Expropriation/Profiteering/Bureaucrat capitalism/Government corruption]
  • To err is human. That’s why it is not good habit to drop God’s name just to drive the self. It might be standing stinking shit aside Him. [Cashing-in on the gullible]

  • Man has sometimes relegated God to a mule. Religion and State need to separate. [Religions in politics]
  • Heroes are remembered for their greatness. The bad sides of them are all in the hidden files and folders. Villains are the other way around. Nobody is perfect.
  • Except for being a figure of speech, nothing is really absolute.
  • Some people are hard headed. They cannot be told once. Well, try and try again, who knows. [Big names that flopped in politics]

Everybody Is an Aspiring Zookeeper.

CIA suspects Russia’s President Putin to have Asperger’s syndrome. I found the matter interesting, being part of a more interesting subject which is human characteristics, social and human natural, so that I decided to make a post about it.

Everybody is a jail warden. Everybody is a zookeeper. People should be good.

What’s that? A good warden lets people out in the yard for relaxation and play. He should know when and who to let out, and when and who to lock in.

Now, everyone is doing that to all the characters in him, he is aware of it or not. One will be surprised he has Hitler to Pope Francis inside in him. Each person is a complete jungle of characters within himself.

Hitler and Pope Francis

Lifted from Google search: Hitler, Pope Francis. Arranged by RLTJ’s

Human characteristics are generally universal. Sure, they vary in degree, from person to person. And the differentials make the thing called Personality. Other wise, humans are all boringly the same – they all can be tickled, pleased, irritated, angered, what else.

Sometimes Hitler might be good let out when Pope Francis might be good suppressed in, or the other way around. It’s a matter of doing the right thing in the right time.

That is why Solomon is considered as the icon for most gifted. Wisdom is deemed the greatest of all virtues.

There are differences between the real world and the world of virtual reality or that which exists only in the mind, though. In the real world, characters to mean persons, can die. In virtual reality, they cannot be killed. The most unwanted of them are always there, only shackled, arrested, held in a dungeon sit for life. Because nobody wants them out. Ooh, Sometimes they do escape a warden.

This post has nothing really particular to Vladimir Putin. In fact, we all have him inside each one of us. When we get irritated we all react the same. 🙂

Of Politics and Popularity

Does the politics of popularity really exist? The complaint is directed primarily against movie stars getting into politics. The phrase is based on some perception of the word popular to mean simply a face widely seen and widely heard, and nothing more to them. Then, I think not. Because, sometimes things deemed like that happened and sometimes they did not. So, the cause why say a movie star got elected is not really in their being a superstar. Vilma Santos made a break as mayor, and then later became a governor, got re-elected in there. Her co-equal Nora Aunor did not make it in her first and last try, was it in Camarines.

The noted rash and rise of movie stars in politics came during the time when the country was developing the consciousness against traditional politicians popularly known as Trapo. In fact the trend was not limited to movie stars as they included other virtually unknowns in the world of politics, but names heard enough – not necessarily in the movie industry.

People grew tired of trapos who gave the impressions of promising too much and delivering very little or nothing. People then tried candidates, not traditionally politicians, whom they hoped might bring some change.

Anyway, people got to see that some of them non-trapo worked while others did not. Some made better while others turned for worse.

Popularity in Politics

Politics of popularity was introduced as another disease in Philippine politics. But if I may take the good side of it, I think popularity is a MUST in politics. To win in an election one must be popular. To stay in there one must maintain popularity. It was popularity that made Father Ed Panlilio scored against traditional political forces in Pampanga province. He must have fallen from  popularity, reason for his now staggering defeat in his bid for re-election.

With its sour connotation set aside, I think there is nothing wrong with politics of popularity. Politics IS popularity.

popular [póppyoolər] adjective

  1. appealing to the general public: appealing to or appreciated by a wide range of people  • the most popular name for babies this year
  2. well-liked: liked by a particular person or group of people • popular with young audiences
  3. of the general public: relating to the general public • popular appeal
  4. aimed at non-specialists: designed to appeal to or be comprehensible to the non-specialist • a popular gardening magazine
  5. believed by people in general: believed, embraced, or perpetuated by ordinary people • popular myths
  6. inexpensive: designed to be affordable to people on average incomes • a new popular car

[15th century. Via Anglo-Norman populer from Latin popularis ‘of the people’, from populus ‘people’ (source of English PEOPLE and PUBLIC), of uncertain origin: probably from Etruscan .]
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So, will making it in TV and the big screen make one popular?  I think not really and not automatically. In there Popularity as defined is sometimes make-believe. An obsession for some actually. Let’s take the manner of the alien named Mr Chip who once got the ire of the entire Filipino nation for making a publicized statement that the Philippines is a nation of servants. He might be well recognized but spat upon everywhere he’ll go in this country, if we can call that popularity.

The concept of popularity in the world of movie and television may be different somewhere else.  Viewed somewhere else, they may be warped, twisted and out of perspective. All that I think is product of commercialism and of aggressive marketing, or should I say manipulation, by those out to benefit from them.

An eye is an eye and a nose is a nose. When an eye is called a  nose, well, I think we have a case of distorted minds trying to distort the world. Notorious, controversial, and popular are all distinct different words.

By the way, as much as I would like to make exceptions, the world of Philippine entertainment impresses me as one preposterous and at times distorted. In there tears might be laughter and laughter might be tears. Controversies might be put-up and scripted, if you will take them seriously. And, cheats, dishonesty,  scandalous fornication  or the likes can put one on a pedestal, if you call that good. They have their own perception of popularity. [Or, is not it just a few out of a crate full, so repugnant to my taste buds, that left so deep an impression of the whole in me?]

Whatever, OK, this is a free country.  People have right to believe that they have assets when others see liabilities. We have M.T.R.C.B. watching in there so, so much about them by you or me.

[Entertainment shares a room in media. It should be media riding on entertainment and not entertainment, or I should say some of its greedy elements, overriding media. And media happens to have social advancement  and not social corruption for one of its cause to explain Review and Classifications Board over  there.]

But more about politics of popularity,  many years ago I might have easily agreed with those who complained about it. Today, I think it is just a myth. In today and for tomorrow is issues in politics. One gets to the top because of them, or goes down with them, or simply goes nowhere because they did not have  them. Say hello to politics of issues, folks. For those long enough in politics, spotlight can easily focus at politics of deliveringperformance. [I think there’s nothing really new in politics because everything  has been there  all the time… probably very little noticed though. ]

Popularity in politics, I think, is too broad and  too blanket a word. Going into the matter  will show specifics such as: deliverance of services, management of public funds, handling of public affairs, direction of governance or projection of them,  integrity, credibility, consistency, and many others. And they all sum-up to the word popularity [or unpopularity]. The most popular tops all, or the most unpopular gets the least.

Even in politics the word popularity has its own warps, too. If surveys are conducted on the order of candidates  as electorates put them in the their list, I’m sure this can be confirmed that  those on top of the lists finished average and below average where there is multiple choice as in the Senatorial position. Popularity [or unpopularity] may be gained by engaging  in issues or controversies. They show where one stands. But they can also be divisive because they can be of thesis and anti-thesis. This will put a candidate either on top or not in the list at all. But the lists of both  – of the thesis and the anti-thesis, are usually not completed and voters need other names to fill. And most likely the fillers are old names who have never been subject of critical controversies thus presumed good. Mga tipong wala kang masabi, which is Filipino way short of saying that a person is good. And even with their names not usually at the top of the lists, they are carried by both sides. So, what do you think made  one walang imik top considered champions like Senators Enrile, Santiago and others, folks? What? mga saling pusa who finished first? There must be a warp  somewhere, from wherever one looks at it.

The Philippines happens also a politics of focus at negatives – of scandals and anomalies in government, of allegations of pangungurakot and plunders, of crab mentality. OK, if we put it that way, popularity there means getting the least of negatives. People must choose, they liked them or not.

Whatever, assuming clean election, I guess all twelve senatorial winners have always right to very well say that they enjoy political popularity.

With the rise of politics of issues and politics of performance politicians need to do better than giving the impression of saling pusa. A highly competitive political world will leave no room for fillers.

Politics of popularity, Pinoy meaning of it, anybody, folks?  😉

As the Smoke Clears

The king of comedy, the king of boxing, and the king of entertainment turned out to be not three kings but three stooges!

Well, we all live in our own virtual  world. Everything is real but only in so far as each world of virtual reality.

Meantime, in the objective world, it proves only that things sold primarily by their own merits and not really because of who endorsed them. At the end of it all, Manny P is still the best boxer – now another head to count in congress, while Willie R is the highest paid entertainer, and Dolphy is still Dolphy always the comedian. And, mommy Deonisia, whose movie flopped, is no more than the mother of the boxing champ, no more and any less. Popular actor Kabayan Edu for Vice president did not win in any province. Not even big winner Noynoy swayed his voters for a clean Aquino-Roxas swift sweep in the race.

Some popular Stars won and some of them did not. The politics of popularity as alleged and believed by some is history and has become a myth.

I guess we all live inside our own well, drinking our own concoctions too, and got intoxicated ourselves! I mean, make-believe affects only people who live inside that world of make-believe. And pastor Quiboloy exists only in his own little different world far from being a king maker in Philippine politics. There is only one proven religious vote in the Philippines and that is the Iglesia Ni Kristo.  [And they used to be very discreet about it because in some places and times it could also be a kiss of death.] However, majority of Christian Filipinos believe in the separation of church and state, in Democracy. Politics is another intricate world by itself very distinct from religion and entertainment.

Interesting however is [the defeat of] Mar Roxas who has been a consistent winner in all the surveys until a week or two before election. Between him and Jejo Binay are about 800 thousand votes which meant only a difference of around 400 thousand votes, actually. I guess a lot of small mistakes seemingly insignificant blunders by him accumulated to a considerable loss. Also, Chizz Escuderos’ endorsement of Binay where there is even ground, I think, paid. And also, while everyone tried to identify with the “masa” I guess Mr Binay edged.

But I think one of the biggest misfortune of Mr. Mar Roxas was the absence of the Erap factor in the vice presidency. What’s that? If Erap was barred from running it can be said that Senator Manny Villar would have possibly probably won.  At the onset, apparently everyone saw Erap as their advantage to have really questioned the matter which in one such petition the Supreme Court decided in favor of Erap anyway.

The Erap and the Villar votes sum up greater than the Aquino votes. And what we see Aquino votes is probably less if the opportunistic block votes – the types who, for their reasons go only with who they see is sure winner, are fragmented.  Unlike in the presidency, the race in the vice presidency became more of a one-on-one contest between Mr. Roxas and Mr. Binay.

With the PCOS reports at over 90% in, and still hoping victory, Mr Roxas needs banging howling unbelievable miracle to overturn history from this point.  What’s that? That’s my description of matter that people won’t be able to explain and that nobody will believe anyway.

Some 90% results by COMELEC/PPCRV in about 48 hours is amazing in the history of elections in the country.

I missed writing posts these past two months. Filipinos indeed “celebrate Presidential elections as if  ……. “. I usually write with the situation out there in mind i.e. what the nation is feeding in real time, that which I feel is interesting. However, in the case of the presidential election, that being the situation, I thought it better observing at the side rather than joining the fray.

But, really, in the community where I have lived, life was as normal as could be all the while of the election period.  Yes, Sire/Ma’am, there exists a so called silent majority in politics. It is one world where I would like to believe I belong in. Or, maybe it is the world where I used to be, because by authoring a blog I have, in fact, now become part of the noisy minority. Partisan and politicized people comprise a very minor part of communities, of the whole nation, actually. Politics for many Filipinos is simply looking at their left, looking at their right, and then casting their votes.

The loud difference is in media and also in the world of high-tech communications – the internet. Indeed, it was mostly about politics in connection with the May 10th polls in there. There were the pre-election surveys and the noise that came with them. There were all the noise about the first automated election in the country and about the machines to be used. There were all the noise about the candidates; some did not even spare their cats and dogs.  And a lot more in politics for Filipinos.

I guess media, or should I say people running media, simply dished out what they think should be fed the nation – or what they think would interest the nation. And they can’t be wrong because the place is where intellectuals, most of them are very concerned of issues related to governance, are mostly tuned in for information. Filipino farmers and farm workers are more interested in radio and TV soap operas than by anything else. And generally, they are computer illiterates.

For those bored by televisions I guess nobody can do anything about it. Like one radio commentator I heard once, that if people did not like what she’s been saying on air, then people should throw away their transistor radios out the window!  Like, if you feel indignant because absurd people like mommy Deonisia [I never met anybody who approved of her!] is being forced on your senses, then bash your TV. No, we don’t do that. Since there is no escaping, the trick is to learn to be tolerant. We are a free country allowing freedom of beliefs as well as freedom of expressions. You can be more tolerant by identifying each thing and putting them in their perspective folders of the mind so you don’t get mixed up, polluted, hurt inside, or worse corrupted by some of them. [Bio-computers do not have ability to delete. They can only modify what is in the memory.]

Expect all noises to linger a while over something that is all-time loud – politics.  Haahhh, is not it nice for Filipinos that election has [almost] left 🙂

Trick or Threat?

Halloween just went. In the Philippines, which is predominantly Roman Catholic, yesterday in the calendar was All Souls Day. Every Filipino family, or at least member, has been to the cemetery to visit the dead ones. Every Town, village and locality has a Fiesta day.  This is Filipino tradition, Hispanic in origin. Filipinos brought or extended festival to the cemeteries.  Halloween as fiesta for all cemeteries has now become national tradition of Filipinos. Because of complaints, many cemeteries have banned liquor and music by late generation, though. Marginalized indigenous Filipinos do not have Halloween season. After sending the dead off, Indigenous Filipinos simply regard burial grounds as all-time reverend.

Philippine Halloween Celebration is November 1 and 2, which are All Saints day and All Souls day respectively. In Hiligaynon, All Souls day is translated Tigkalalag or Tagkalalag [root Kalag, to unintangle/departed] translated: time of, for spirit, soul, or ghost. In Pilipino, the national language, the day is called Araw ng mga kaluluwa – literally Day of the spirits/souls/ghosts, and also Araw ng mga patay or Day of the departed /dead. Another word for  All  Souls day is Undas, whatever that word actually means as nobody can tell the origin and meaning.

The season is one of the heaviest in term of  human traffic,  of people going to and from urban centers and the provinces.

All soul’s day celebration is a mix of old tribal and Church customs thrown into one. Old Malay custom in the celebration, for example, is preparation of delicacies, mostly sweetened rice preparations, that is or are offered to the dead. Offering is usually done in some quiet corner of the house or in cemeteries. Originally, offering of food is done where spirit is or are believed to be, of no specific time or special day.

Burning of candles for offering is Church influence. Urban Filipinos have developed a weird practice of burning candles in front of homes and in sidewalks on All Souls day. Here in Payatas, many homes had it and everybody now is doing it. There was nothing like that in the place some ten or fifteen years ago. I guess many Filipinos who have migrated to urban areas have no opportunity to visit their dead because of social and or financial constraints, so they expressed it in, around the homes, and in the streets.

We do have western Trick or Treat that has gotten into our culture. I first encountered this in Marikina some twenty five years ago. I opened the door surprised to see some kids in ridiculous costumes demanding candies! I could not give them some sticky rice cake we did have in the house so I gave them the go-away-from-here threat 🙂

And, yes, Floral offerings. I remember, flowers used to be daily decoration of homes, schools, offices, churches.  It is also given to special people. Philippine cemeteries are now full of them on All Souls day. A very lucrative business during the celebration. Flowers for the loved ones that’s how it is. The influence is western and modern in the country.

What a week. I mean it’s all been scary ghosts and Para normal movies dished out in TV everywhere I switched. I had settled for Flatliners starring Keifer Sutherland, Julia Roberts and other familiar faces I know I can tell when I see their names flashed again.

It’s one movie I’ve seen before, actually, that I decided to see again because I could not remember very well what it was all about. The movie is about a group of medical students who secretly experimented with death experience. They took turns experiencing being dead. Death as defined by the movie is cessation of breathing, heart beat, and electrical activities in the body, as in real dead. By turns they put one of them to total sleep, or dead. Then the subject is stimulated back to life when it was at the limit where they can be brought back.

What the film showed of people while they were in their dead moments can never be real. What the subjects told after they were resurrected was their story, their nightmares, their Imaginations. Our characters were there dead on the experiment table. They were there being watched by their live peers ready to revive them when it is time. Subjects were there at the table all the time. That they were going places and meeting people while their body lay dead is but a dream and cannot be real. I guess nobody can really tell or impart what goes when a person has gone dead.

Now, that reminds me about nightmares. Nightmare, from people who have experienced them, is dream, scary dream, a product of  the mind. Most people translate the word nightmare to Bangungot. Bangungot and nightmare are not the same. They may have similarities. Nightmare in Hiligaynon is Daman, scary dream, like when a person wakes up screaming running away from something not there.

I have experienced nightmares in my boyhood. I can no longer recall most of them except that they were usually associated with scary folklore, or dreams near those I saw  in scary movies. From the experiences, I have learned ability to re-awaken myself. Like, ‘hey, I don’t like this; this is a dream’ so, I woke up. I have only one unforgettable  nightmare. It was nothing to do with  the metaphysical or supernatural world. Whew! I woke up really panting and to remember the nightmare all these past 25 years. What about? I was with wife and three toddlers in some crowded city street I did not know where.  Suddenly they were not with me. I ran everywhere looking for them and asking strangers if they knew. I lost them! thanks God it’s just a dream.

Bangungot or Hupa the Killer Disease

People have died in their sleep.  That’s  Bangungot. It’s known as Hupa in Hiligaynon.  Bangungot is also a Hiligaynon word. In there, bangungot and hupa are not the same. Bangungot in Hiligaynon means asphyxia or near-asphyxia  like when one has a severe case of nasal congestion. Hupa or calm after [storm, rage, etc] is one major killer of Filipinos. I believe it killed more than many people think. The figure is around half of all natural deaths in the community where I have lived since 1984. Old people dying make no wonder. Young healthy people suddenly dead bring out many stirs.

The young actor Rico Yan died, as medico legal said, something of disorder of the pancreas during his sleep. A taxi driver neighbor died, blood oozing out his mouth and nose, while taking a short nap at a parking lot. He was diagnosed a cardiac arrest. Another neighbor living next door could not be awakened one morning. He was breathing but pale except for his lips that had darkened. Hospital declared him clinically dead of stroke. Yet another was dismissed by people as caused by his drinking habit and for going to bed drunk. Elvis Presley and Michael Jackson might not be different from them.

Bangungot is something I think people know little about because apparently most victims of bangungot did not live to tell the experience. I have been searching for survivors but I saw only people who apparently say things that they have heard and not out of experience. There must be survivors or there won’t be many stories. Some of the stories are in fact very old like the folklore about the Aswang that I think is a product of bangungot. Bangungot is something physical and real but perceptions and imaginations, which are unreal, might have been added to them by survivors. I suspect some writers of scary movies have gone through the experience.

I happen to be one survivor. It first happened when I was around eighteen. The Tiktik is real. It is a nocturnal flying creature nobody can tell the look, but makes a sound that gave it its name. [It probably is a kind of bat, or irregular sound made by some of them] That when there is a Tiktik there is an Aswang or evil being not far behind. I was a stranger in a place. A nice couple had said that it was safe if I slept inside the house. People had died in the locality killed by aswang, they said. I belong to the generation that no longer believes in many old tales. In some places and times, I could have laughed the matter off as I always did. In fact earlier that evening I did.

A tiktik did make a pass later that night. It triggered bangungot in me. It must have been instinctive like, ‘hey, wake up, you have an appointment and you’re already late!’ only it said like ‘hey, danger around!’

Then I realized I could not move. I tried to scream for help but I realized I had no control. Odom or damned by evil spirit is what the folklore has said about that. I have no control of my body except perhaps my eyelids. Vision was hazy but yes, there was some control because I was able to shut any light coming in. It must have been instinctive not to want to see things. Consciousness, yes, which was exactly why it was most scary. I was in panic. I did not only feel my heartbeats, I thought I heard my heart pounding very fast and hard. There was loud ringing in my ears like a lingering aftershock of a powerful firecracker exploded too close . I suppose it was caused by sudden and extreme blood pressure. That the aswang was there and it was staring down at me [in the manner of the alien getting the smell of helpless Segourney Weaver] well, I did imagine it. I had almost felt the presence of some supernatural being. However, nothing touched me. I heard nothing except the snore of my sleeping companion, as I was not alone. I did not see a thing because vision was shut.

Have you ever tried lifting a truck? At least the truck lifted a little. The efforts, the emotion, the feeling, while under bangungot were more than that. All efforts are useless. I could have blown my heart attempting to move a finger or a toe. [How fast can the human heart go? Probably any figure is short. They are records from live subjects and do not include heartbeats that blew organs and killed people. I could have blown a lung, an ear, a pancreas, a brain cell, some weakest link, lucky I did not. Few more bouts happened in the months that followed. And then for nearly two decades I had none of them until it kept recurring again. About a dozen times in all, maybe, because it never came to me to record the count. Latest occurrence was about 9 years ago.

I remember the second experience was scary absurd, funny you might say. It was the Tiktik again! I thought I saw a human silhouette as my shutters opened that by second instinct I also closed as fast. “You cannot touch me, devil!” is all I can say in myself. This time I really felt it breathed down on my face. Nevertheless, no, I felt my hand was lifted and placed on its head! “No, you are not real, devil! This is a dream! I am sick! It is just my mind playing against myself! I have a disorder!”

Back to reality later, everything must have been a dream. My mind must have been mixed up or confused between reality and imaginations.

The latest was most interesting. It settled the last lingering doubts whether consciousness is real or not. It happened in daytime and not in the stillness of the nights when they usually occurred. Children were yelling and laughing in the street while I was in it. There was nothing to do but listened to them most of the time. They were there all right when I regained myself. I also happened to be facing where the wall clock was so I noted the time was not far different. The tiktik and the aswang were finished and gone long time ago. I think bangungot is too complicated to explain in brief.

To explain it in near medico terms, by some cause I must have been through temporary comatose state. A near death situation. Mind is helpless over the body. They have always been scary. Every time always seemed the end. One may regain oneself or one may not. In my experience, things went like these: 1 Struggle 2 Resignation 3 Calm 4 Blank [no idea how long or brief] 5 wake up [automatic]. In later experiences, struggle has been done away. That leaves 1 Resignation 2 Calm 3 Blank 4 either wake up, or back to normal sleep to summarize the experience later. I guess sad will be when blankness turns to final sleep. For most Bangungot cases, I suppose there were only struggle that ended in permanent sleep.

How does one regain the self in a very helpless situation? You cannot. You just regained. I guess I was lucky my mind was equipped enough to overcome the situation especially the first time it happened. The mind is all you have since body cannot be willed in such situation. Thinking is all the mind can do. And when it is clear that there is no way, mind started to wish. Wishing is praying, and praying is wishing… helpless resignation.

As taught by bangungot, prayers that I learned when I was a kid are mostly trash. Since then, I have archived almost all in some dark corner of my mind. Praying for Saint Cory will not help. Maybe, impromptu and direct ones are better. There is only one prayer valid at the end of the road that I will not even change a word. For me, guess what, it is the only prayer that makes sense. The Credo left only one sentence intact and valid. Well, what worked for one may not work for all, vice versa. The Absolute of people is variable, so mine here are no rules.

Bangungot is like driving a car to the max with its clutch down or its gears in neutral. Let us put it another way. Bangungot is as if my CPU just hung. I happened to be equipped with automatic restart or reboot. On second thought, maybe I was not. Just some finger simply decided to push Restart button for me and I was not time for the junk yard. 🙂

related post: [Mind over body]

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