Illustration taken from "Looking at Philosophy: The Unbearable Heaviness of Philosophy made lighter" by Donald Palmer (Fourth Edition), page 361. This book, used in our Introduction to Philosophy class, is my first ever philosophy book!
dedicated to all philosophy majors, minors, and students out there
NOTE: this is not mine, just saw this printed at the back of a classmate's shirt
Now and then philosophers have been trying to change the world.
But the chains of an asylum kept them cold inside.
The clamor of the mocking world has never been astray.
They end up with their books as treasure,
with their thoughts as wealth and with their ideas as refuge.
They end up begging.
They weren't fed by philosophy.
The empty stomach overwhelms within.
Hitherto it has always been the case,
but whatever life they have assumed,
it is upon the meaning of what they have taken.
They made a life out of it.
They never baked a "cake" but they have baked a life that everybody is indebted to.
Philosophy will never cause a living but will cause a life worth living.
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11 July 2012
TIMEOUT: "Philosophy bakes no cake"
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29 February 2012
On Discernment (Part 5 of ?)
i just got the news that my high school and college classmate-cum-best buddy passed the bar examination and is now a full-pledged lawyer.
on my way to dinner this evening, i found myself delivering the following litany to a fellow seminarian:
"grabe ang mga kaklase ko. malayo na narating nila. may mga naging pari na, may lawyer na, may mga magagaling na professor at teacher, may best selling author pa nga. at ako? eto... nagigitara lang sa misa."
i was honestly expecting some sympathy from him, but instead i got this line from him:
"kuya, remember... great airplanes need long runways."
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07 February 2012
TIMEOUT: Rickroll'd
an ateneo student "rick-rolled" his history paper. i almost did this in one of those epistemology outlines in college. and i'm very tempted to make one soon. hahahaha!
08 January 2012
What can I give to the King? (A Reflection on the Feast of the Epiphany)
on this feast of the epiphany of the lord, we reflect on gifts.
during the christmas season, we must have made up a "wish list" of sorts - a list of gifts that we want to receive for christmas. some of us got what we want, others will have to wait for their wishes to be fulfilled.
but more than receiving material gifts, the birth of our lord jesus christ is the most precious gift we must receive in this season of christmas. out of the father's generous and overflowing love to us, he sent his son as a gift to us. and the son, out of his abounding generosity to the father's will, offered his life as a gift back to the father through his sacrifice on the cross for our salvation.
the word "epiphany" means "manifestation" or "appearance." today, we remember that jesus, the babe on the manger, manifested himself to the three wisemen (not really "kings") - melchor, gaspar, and balthazar - who represented all of humanity. the three wisemen gave him three gifts that symbolized aspects of jesus' life and mission: gold for his kingship, frankincese for his divinity, and myrrh for his salvific sacrifice on the cross.
perhaps, more than asking what gift we can receive or still receive for this chrismas season, we remember that we have received the gift of jesus christ in our lives - and that gift is more than enough. on our part, we ask ourselves: like the three wise men, what gift can we give to him?
when i was in my first year in san carlos seminary, one of the christmas carols we used to sing is the song entitled "what can i give to the king?" the lyrics of the song will hopefully lead us to reflect and offer the gift that we can best give to christ not just on christmas but on this year and even our lifetime: our words and actions, our days and tomorrows, our strengths and weaknesses, our lights and shadows... our lives, whole and entire, offered to god.
may our lives truly be an "epiphany" of god's love, that through us, others may see, experience, and remember the emmanuel: god is with us!
What can I give to the King?
Give to the One who has everything?
What can I give?
What gift can I bring?
What can I give to the King?
What can I give to the King?
Give Him a heart that’s opened up wide
Give Him a life that’s got nothing to hide
Give Him a love that’s tender and true
And He’ll give it all back to you
Yes, He’ll give it all back to you
What can we give to the King?
Give to the One who has everything?
What can we give?
What gift can we bring?
What can we give to the King?
What can we give to the King?
Give Him all glory, His people on earth
Give Him all praises, this day of His birth
Give Him all honor in all that we do
As He’s given His life to you
As He’s given His life to you
What can we give to the King?
Give to the One who has everything?
What can we give to the King?
What can we give to the King?
02 January 2012
TIMEOUT: HUDAS
hindi na pala ex-sem, x-men, o dating taga-loob ang tawag sa mga former seminarians ngayon.
HUDAS na.hukbo ng mga dating seminarista.
tara na, mga HUDAS!
balik na rin kayo ng seminaryo!
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10 December 2011
Dear Santa Claus
dear santa claus,
i have been a good boy this year. well, i think so.
i have been a collector all my life. when i was in elementary, i collected nba cards and i still have my michael jordan and david robinson card collections intact. in high school, i collected magic the gathering cards and my red cheese deck is still with me. i also collected comics and i was able to keep those that are dear to me like the superman-doomsday series, which helped me write my college thesis. for the past several years, i have been collecting basketball jerseys of my favorite players. and this year, i have begun collecting basketball shoes.
i was fortunate to have owned two of the most memorable kicks during my high school years: nike air jordan 12 and nike air penny 3. i used these shoes mostly on cement courts, whether it was a daily pick-up game in the minor seminary or an official league game in our village tournament. unfortunately, the wear and tear it has undergone forced these kicks to retirement. in college, i had two memorable basketball shoes: and 1 mad game and nike hyperflight. i wore them for two basketball championship runs in the inter-seminary meet where our team won back-to-back titles. however, it also underwent tremendous wear and tear, and eventually threw the towel from competition.
since i graduated from college, i was the one who bought my own basketball shoes. growing up with a very supportive family who have provided my needs and wants throughout my life, i realized that i should start purchasing my own basketball shoes as i started earning on my own. my first purchase was nike air force operate, a shoe that i constantly visited when i was in the states in 2005 but never really had the chance to purchase it until it found its way to a nike outlet store in barangka. before embarking on the 30 day silent ignatian retreat, i bought a nike air force stat, which, like air force operate, were shoes worn by amare stoudamire - one of my favorite nba players at present. both shoes have played through countless games on both wooden and cement courts, for pick-up games and serious competition. both of them are with two of my closest friends at present.
two years ago, i saw one of my dream shoes - nike air max penny 2 - the last pair on store, with my exact shoe size, on sale with a hefty 40% discount. i immediately bought it, as it was one of the shoes that i never really got to have when i was in high school. it has served me well, giving me a championship in our high school alumni league and a playoff appearance in an inter-school faculty basketball league, until its retirement last semestral break.
the pursuit for my dream shoes did not stop there. last year, i copped nike air max penny 1 and nike air max 2 cb 94 - the shoes that i have wanted to have when i was in grade 6. since i had the financial capability to buy one, i got a them. i only use the barkleys when playing on wooden courts while i kept the pennys in deadstock. for cement courts, i bought an adidas ts commander as my pair of beaters. and just last month, i bought a nike zoom kd 3, which replaced air penny 2 for major basketball events. i still have a kd 4 blackout coming, and i hope to complete payment by monday. i learned to take better care of my shoes, and so established a humble collection of basketball shoes that i love.
however, there is this one shoe that i really consider as my holy grail - that pair of basketball shoes that i wanted to have yet have eluded me much - it has to be air jordan 11.
when i was in high school, i drew basketball shoes in my notebooks, particularly jordan 11s. since i only see them on tv or in the newspaper, all i had then was a doodle of jordan 11 concords on my notebook. i've seen and tried counterfeits, but i think there's no substitute for the real thing. and even when i was earning, i never really had the chance to buy the original. it was this longing for the original that made me look for it and hope for the day that it would find its way on my feet. until i learned that the concords will be released this year, i was given a new chance to get myself a pair.
however, this sneaker game has gone overboard, as seen in the black cements last month. resellers have stocked up prices, sizes are harder to find, and strategies for copping have been limited. until titan had this contest one has to write a 96 word essay why they deserve to have a pair of concords. unfortunately, i snoozed on that contest. i really thought i would not be able to get my pair of aj xi concords unless i subject myself to a wallet-slashing reseller.
until this afternoon, while researching some songs for our christmas program, i encountered a post of facebook that titan will be receiving poker chips that would assure a slot of buying the concords during its release on december 23. the release of the chips began at 2:23pm and there were only 22 chips up for grabs at titan katipunan. i gave it a try, i mean, if i'll get one, then thank god; if no, then it's really not meant to be.
and the try paid off.
and so, my dear santa claus, please make my christmas this year a truly memorable one. the chip was just one of three more steps to go. i still have to fall in line, get a wristband, and purchase. and the other is, i have to raise funds to cop my own holy grail.
santa, i have been a good boy this year. i've been through a lot and having the concords in my hands is a great xmas gift to me. the chip is just the start of the line. until then, i do hope that on the 23rd, the concords will finally be mine, and have a merry christmas.
love,
preacher in basketball shoes
p.s. now as to where to find the payment, i guess i might as well burn the bridge when i get there.
08 December 2011
Feast of Immaculate Conception
tanglaw sa dilim ng aming paglaon sa lupang ito, samahan ang aming paglalakbay.
maligayang kapistahan ng immaculada concepcion!
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24 November 2011
Bend, not break (A reflection on adversity and resilience)
Part of my reflection submitted in the course "Explorations in Individual and Family Resilience"
Adversity is part of life. Some might have seen or experienced it more than others. Fighting the fight or struggling through the challenge might be one way to deal with adversity. But living with it and using it to make one better is a manifestation of resilience.
I remember an anecdote about the oak and the reed that I encountered in one of my philosophy classes in college. The oak tree stood deeply in the ground and raised its head boldly in the sky; while the reed may not be so grand yet can bend gently when the wind passed by. In the face of the storm, the strong winds tore up the tree from its roots; while the reed bent to the force of the wind and soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over.
Perhaps this anecdote describes my experiences of adversity as well as resistance and resilience. Throughout my life, I have faced adversities in all shapes, colors, and sizes. There were times when I tried to stand strong to resist the storm, and this either kept me on the ground or made me fall hard to it. There were also experiences when I bent with the rush of the wind and in effect weathered the storm. Yet in all these storms, I would have never survived them all by myself.
In these experiences, I found myself shuffling between the resistant oak tree and the resilient reed confronting the gusty winds of adversity. There were moments when I chose to stand firm on my ground and struggle with challenges head on, ready for a collision course. There were also times when I decided to adapt to the changes and welcome the cold and shivering breeze. There were instances when I bent and occasions when I got broken. Yet in all these, I recognize that I am not alone in picking up the pieces or in bouncing back to where I used to me. The Father, in His steadfast and providential love, served as the root – whether that of the oak tree or the reed – that anchored me through the adversities and challenges of life.
Adversity is part of life. Some might have seen or experienced it more than others. Fighting the fight or struggling through the challenge might be one way to deal with adversity. But living with it and using it to make one better is a manifestation of resilience.
I remember an anecdote about the oak and the reed that I encountered in one of my philosophy classes in college. The oak tree stood deeply in the ground and raised its head boldly in the sky; while the reed may not be so grand yet can bend gently when the wind passed by. In the face of the storm, the strong winds tore up the tree from its roots; while the reed bent to the force of the wind and soon stood upright again when the storm had passed over.
Perhaps this anecdote describes my experiences of adversity as well as resistance and resilience. Throughout my life, I have faced adversities in all shapes, colors, and sizes. There were times when I tried to stand strong to resist the storm, and this either kept me on the ground or made me fall hard to it. There were also experiences when I bent with the rush of the wind and in effect weathered the storm. Yet in all these storms, I would have never survived them all by myself.
In these experiences, I found myself shuffling between the resistant oak tree and the resilient reed confronting the gusty winds of adversity. There were moments when I chose to stand firm on my ground and struggle with challenges head on, ready for a collision course. There were also times when I decided to adapt to the changes and welcome the cold and shivering breeze. There were instances when I bent and occasions when I got broken. Yet in all these, I recognize that I am not alone in picking up the pieces or in bouncing back to where I used to me. The Father, in His steadfast and providential love, served as the root – whether that of the oak tree or the reed – that anchored me through the adversities and challenges of life.
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15 November 2011
06 November 2011
Leather Bound
i have not been much of a music person growing up, with both my feet turning left and my fingers too crooked to make a bar on the fret. i only learned to play the guitar in the latter part of my college years, though i already know how to play songs with simple chords as early as grade 6. there was early attempt to be in a band called g minor together with fellow minor seminarians - as a vocalist. and in my first few years in san jose, i also became part of that famed acoustic band that often took over the stage of any resident band's performance in bonfire grill in marikina riverbanks.
one of the high points of my stay in xavier was being part of a band. together with peers in the faculty room, we just had an impromptu jam session in one of those hidden studios in the streets of little baguio, and voila, we have a band. we even had a gig at the now-defunct mag:net bar in katipunan, and it was forgettable to say the least. to redeem ourseleves, we decided to join a competition among the school's faculty and staff entitled "xavier's got talent" where we performed for sm gift cheques. hahaha!
before i forget, our band had a name: leather bound.
04 November 2011
Feast of Saint Charles Borromeo
silang man sa kayamanan, sa 'sang angkang may pangalan
di binigyang halaga ang buhay na maginhawa
buhay ay tinalaga sa paglilingkod sa kanyang kapwa
ang tangi niyang kayamanan pag-ibig sa diyos na mapagmahal
san carlos, san carlos kami ay ipanalangin!
san carlos, san carlos kami ay ipagdasal!
happy feast day of saint charles borromeo, reformer of the church and patron of seminarians!
happy feast day also to my fellow karlistas! HUMILITAS!
27 July 2011
"Plant a tree, have a son, and write a book"
According to Jose Marti, a Cuban poet and writer who also served as a leader in his country's independence movement, there are three things every person should do in his or her life: "plant a tree, have a son and write a book."
I once planted a mahogany tree in San Carlos Seminary, and thankfully it still stands until now. Since I'm in the seminary, I cannot have a son (WEH?!). But I think writing a book is the hardest feat among these three things.
Interestingly, in my visit to the Archbishop Gabriel Reyes Memorial Library in San Carlos Seminary last week, I found my philosophy thesis (entitled "The Greatness and the Misery of Man: Pascal's Divertissement in Heidegger's sein-zum-tode Doctrine", 235 pages all in all hahahaha) in the library shelves! Well, can one consider that as a check in the checklist?
27 is still a young age I guess, yet an age ripe enough to make a difference. Chuck Palahniuk puts it quite fittingly: "We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will."
deo gratias.
04 July 2011
ON SIMPLICITY

- mark christian p. reyes
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