Sultanate cuisine

This is my dinner of last night. Roti telor. A Brunei-Malaysian food, which is just simple bread or prata, mixed with egg. Simple and relatively equal with the regular pancake and Maranao's palaw apang. Eaten like the persian kebab, minus the meat and tomato. Real simple ey and nothing worth a single hooray. Aside from it was my first, the food was still great because of the curry sauce and you cant find roti telor anywhere in the country. Only in Zamboanga city, Basilan, Sulu and Tawi-tawi. i feasted another had cuisine-nasi ican goreng (fried fish) and nasi champor (mixed vegetables). Ye, another regular likely Filipino food or rice topping but differently cooked with Malaysian reasoning ang palm oil that meat eaters are guaranteed to taste vegetables. In sum, the dinner was not great, but perfect and definitely not my last, as this is just my appetizer. I will be in a gastronomic exploration, as i cross the islands of the Sulu sultanate

Last night...

....last night was historical. Honestly historical. Not of the heavy rain that flooded DFA field, but of the premiere game between STD and DDS since...o well, old news. Though unofficial because there were only 4 DDS players, it was still historically premiere. And i damn miss such game, especially under heavy rain. I hope there would be more...

and a renewed relationship! :-D

as for Bayani, "unta mobalik na para mas lingaw ang Manila Spirits".

A cloud though still hazes between teams, im happy and smiling because it has gone thinner (kahit wala si odet ng iligan red horses, ang nagpakana ng game....THANK YOU SO MUCH,det)

Ultimate!

Choice Theory and God

"If you make a plan, God laughs. If you make two plans, God smiles"

This made me laugh with God. i found this in a concluding chapter of Cass Sunstein's "Worst-Case Scenario" book, which explains how choice theory should approach disasters and irreversible events.


o well, if you are extremely religious, i think, this (and James L. Kugel's "How to Read the Bible") should calm you

Twilight

I can give off the laminated floor; the vertical slide or the auning window; transfer the plate rack; whatever, to reconcile our differences; to keep you; to love you.

Experience: a lovable fool and competent jerk

Why does history repeat itself? Why do we commit redundant mistakes even when our forefathers already told us so? Why were we continuosly hooked in vices when we already know its hazards?

Why? Ask your best teacher. Sir Experience.

He is responsible for all these repeats because he unwisely teaches us "to experience" to learn. "Be in the moment to know," he adds without knowing the recurring repercussions.

Our best teacher is after all both lovable fool and competent jerk - one who doesnt know much but is a delight and who knows a lot but is unpleasant.

The learning that Sir Experience shares with us is the same ignorance that make us repeat history and commit the same mistakes.

My heaven

Everybody has its nest-a cocoon where your mind flies carefree and wild. Worldly heaven, that is. Mine is the comfort room along with the bookstore and the airline terminal. In my heaven, i am deaf and time rarely exists. It is my heaven- an uncrowded heaven.

Catcher in the rye

It is a classic novel about the love-hate view of man on life, where Holden Caulfield, the lead, says and thinks of all the bad things in the world but says and does the other way - the good way. Gloriafic, ey. It is a novel that constantly remind us of our social contract to do good to others despite being overly possessed by our vicious nature: dark, wild, carnal, nomad and self-centered. Most of us are but not in my circle, as i currently see it or maybe the people i know are still boiling their dark side, ready to spill out the heater.

Such viciousness is inescapable because in the pursuit of reaching ones potentials, we do face ego inflation and spiritual narcissism, as a ripple effect of ego trips for recognition and gratification. Look at Lucifer. But when we are bounded of the social contract, our personal journey becomes spiritual. That is why seekers, like the Mevlevi dervishes from Turkey, need spiritual guides to deflate any inflation. To end almost perfect or at least alive, we act our truest self (our potentials) within that contract. It is hard, you would agree, but it is vital. The people we live with guide us not to be derailed in becoming vicious.

Ever tried saying "glad to meet you" to somebody when you are not at all glad? It is not kasipsipan or kaplastikan, it is telling you, you are good and human. And this is the message J.D. Salinger is relaying. Same true with Renee Descartes (or some other guy), "man is basically good".