Archive for July, 2007

NOTE: Not for innocent minds. Don’t tell me I did not warn you.

On a slow, boring day at the office, a friend YMd me a link referring to an *ehem* sex scandal in the country… between a man and a… chicken.

Yes, you read that right. CHICKEN. That bird that lays eggs, the meat we eat on a regular basis, the one that wakes us in the morning (oh wait, that’s a rooster). I’m referring to a hen. Some already crazed drug user in Bulacan pushed his *cough* cock into the hen (the irony of words) and later on the hen dying from the forced intrusion into her cloaca, a tight passageway for waste and chicken egg.

To read more of the incident, you can click here.

Though the story is sick, you just had to read the comments. They are hilarious!

Although at the end, I still pity the chicken. But as a friend and an officemate stated, it was better the chicken had died. She probably died happy and would not endure more pain of laying 5 eggs at a time for the rest of her life.

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Makes sense.

Have you realized my previous two entries had been too deep, bordering in philosophical? I too surprised myself.

I found an ebook talking and other articles about Man’s status in his place of work and culture. It isdeep philosophy I plan to share to everyone in layman’s terms… since it is also the only method I could express myself. LOL Everyone knows I am no writer so I will try to explain the things I understood in the book simply and comprehensively. I will try my best to integrate its concept to modern society so as no one would be found bored or intimidated by its content.

No, there is no way I am turning into a philospher. Rarely do I get interested with such but it does not mean I do not reflect on life once in a while. The book opened some windows in my head. It made me realize aspects of life that are buried in the subconscious and I am willing to bet that a lot of people don’t get to think the book tells them how to think.

Yep, somehow my blog is getting serious contents placed into it. Whether you read these posts or not, it is your prerogative. But sometimes, people need a little push to see a bit more of life. Something has to be placed in front of them to realize something way beyond the surface of what is in plain sight. As I said, I am no writer. I don’t write well, I don’t express myself well on written art. But I do try. Sincerely, I try my best. I’m not telling you to give my ‘skill’ a chance. At least, give the ‘concept’ the benefit of the doubt. There is more to life that what it plainly is. :)

Also, comments are welcome anytime. This is a blog after all, and the beauty of blogs is its communication platform wherein we could share our opinions with each other. I do not claim everything I write here is true, merely these are the things I see, hear and think about. So, it would really be great to have a discussion once in a while.

Other serious posts are coming your way. Watch out for those. :)

What to realize while working

NOTE: This applies to everyone, even students. This is about what to realize while working our butts off to achieve our goals. ^_^

Every worker will depend on comment, criticism and judgment from others and it is up to him to harbor the feelings, more so if they are negatives ones, or to accept them as constructive advice for growth.

It is obvious to say that man lives and works to survive and have a position in the society. His achievements will speak of his fame and quality. Modern workers will say this is true but not realize there is a deeper truth in the fact – man lives in his work not because his achievements commemorate him… they also express him as an individual. His work is the product of his skill, his success the product of his soul. Everything he does will uncover more of who he is to his peers; everything he fashions or creates interprets and explains him.

Let us take an artist as an example. Look at the work of every great sculptor, writer, composer, architecture, etc. In each piece of work is a distinctive mark to identify its creator. Even without a marked name on an art’s façade, there would be no delay for an expert to determine whose work it was. A maestro could easily differentiate classical pieces from one composer to another with no problem. A painting collector would easily see through the art’s brush strokes and color to which name the painting is associated with.

Work, therefore, is not mere physical actions manifested in exchange of stability or a position in society. It is in essence, sacred, not only because it is where you learn patience, how to work hard or how to deal with people, but because it uncovers everything about the individual.

At most times, we become to busy to realize how work has evolved our personality. There come moments though, when some intimate experience is confided to us, we realize that we are in the presence of a deeper connection behind the familiar face of our work friend. It is in these moments, we bear witness to something deeper and stronger, but of which we rarely seem aware. We not only uncover our heads at work. We uncover our hearts as well.

Good work not only practices our way of thinking. It also liberates our imagination and heightens our relationship with others. The higher the quality of the work and the better relationship one has with others at his place of profession, the individual will be more confident to search and liberate himself from the trappings of the society and live and have a more contented output in life.