let's talk about the iranians for a while...

yeah... enough of gripes for a while...

pretty serious of Iran to seize UK marines doing a UN-mandated process.

now we're still lucky... for sure, shots would have been fired if it were Americans!

would have been code red around the world; stockmarkets first and foremost, considering the adjacent area as a chief source of oil for more than half of the world and how an incident can impact everyone in the civilized world (think of it as "Babel" times 1 million).

i think Iran is collecting leverage to contest the flak it is getting for its nuke program... and conflict really is not too far.

time to take a knee folks and hope this does not blow up.

HITS

i will keep taking them...

the usual... a tall cup of misery with a shot of "espressoed" disappointment topped with whipped dreams.

a scratch on the new car, bungled professional plans, relocation, bills, family matters, challenges of Faith, differing opinions between friends and the everyday realization of an uncertain tomorrow.

nope, not a recipe for a new concoction.

my shield can't hold off all attacks at once... i sure could use reinforcement.

unfortunately, the battle i am fighting is not part of a country's, creed's or culture's campaign against an evil empire.

the battle i am in i have to fight on my own. the enemy can also be myself.

i take it in.. i give it out. such is the cycle of life.

i am liable to make mistakes as i am sure to encounter situations out of my control.

but i am also capable of reaching an objective or overcoming a hurdle...

not necessarily on my own.


"at the ends of the earth... I cried out to Thee... LEAD ME TO THE ROCK THAT IS HIGHER THAN I."

an untitled almost 10 years old heart rumbling

i knew i miss you today...coz the sun ain't that bright, with the clouds that robbed away its light.
i knew i miss you today...its just so hard when you're not part of it all, in your presence i reached great heights, with your absence i take a great fall.
i knew i miss you today...the candy is not as sweet, as your laughter fills me inside and the sight of your face makes the rest of the day a treat.

i know i will miss you tomorrow... and for that i am in pain and sorrow. i wish i could change things in my favor, but it won't be something that both of us can savor.

i know... that i could never have you... your heart belongs to another. and i don't want to be a bother. your smiles are a product of someone else's wit. i think i won't make a perfect fit. but i would like to thank you for your attention, i have been honored and privileged by it. i would like you to know that i really love you...but my humble sparks are not enough for a fire in your heart to be lit.

hate it...

• when things are in place and finally in order... something happens to mess it up and everybody has to start from scratch!
• when plans have been made and a decision gets to be announced abruptly... back to the drawing board.
• when one is at the point of finally letting every ounce of energy, wisdom, and skill be released into a chosen endeavor...short circuit!
• when the present circumstances are aligned in your favor... then someone changes his/her mind and the odds are now stacked against you.
• when life decides to select you as a potty chair for the moment... and you have to accommodate every $&*# that comes in.
• when my time on the throne is done and i have to get in line again.
  

really hate it, man.

...spring...

spring...

wish for it now...

so summer will be next...

i could drive my car out more somehow...

if i stay in more i will be perplexed...

so i could wear my rain gear...

as the sky sheds its tear...

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Sadness envelops me like a heated blanket in winter.
I lost the thirst for life, now I hunger for sorrow.
I yearn for the innocence I lost because of broken trust and false promises.
I pray for peace that cannot be found in this world... A peace that I know I can't have yet because it's not the time.
I try my best to wake my battered mind and body, to withstand the might of life's realities...as I walked the path of life unsure now where I would end up.
I pray my prayers... the only important thing I have left that no one can take away.
they took away my pride, my respect, the smile off my face, the initiative in my character, the fire of my youth...even my heart.
I will try to hang on to life... and leave everything to HIM.

not so Mighty Shield

"when Captain America throws his Mighty Shield... all those who chose to oppose his shield must yield..." - Marvel Superheroes Cartoon Captain America jingle.

out of nowhere... a death in the SuperHero world. unannounced even to close Marvel comic staff. marketed by media. met with consumerist glee. quick!, to the comic book store/nearest newsstand (now I have to drive 10 miles to the next town to buy 2 copies), hurry now!

a makeover of Uncle Sam in case he gets the steroid shots and wardrobe change; fighting through World War II, MIA at war's end, resurrected for the Cold War, got replaced by a nobody wearing almost the same costume, fought many battles alongside Superhero allies be it Earth or somewhere in the galaxy, erstwhile leader of the mighty Avengers, led an unsuccessful rebellion against the SuperHero registration act in the current Marvel Universe.

in a scene recalling some famous presidential assasinations, Cap got felled by more than one bullet from more than one sniper (as story development goes) making a recent rebel a guaranteed American martyr. expect sales to go up and the buzz to continue as weeks fly by in the comic book world.

like everybody's observation, the death must be made in order to prop up sales for the struggling comic line. in the advent of technology and its minions (video, imagery, internet, etc.) less and less attention are being paid to comic books. remember Superman? well after he died, some 6 dudes replaced him before he came up to rise from his grave, got a new costume, broke up with Lois and years later got a movie which unfortunately earned yawns from skeptics like me who still like the great C.R.'s efforts to fly up, up and away in the age of low tech cinema.

what now for Cap? in the comic book world, resurrection is a permanent thing. but now i personally think they might choose to take time before reviving Captain America. i sincerely hope though that they better not wait for another 9/11 or world war before having him in the print again. it will be sincerely in bad taste. Cash should not be made out of conflicts.

take a break Cap... can't wait to see you again. thank God i am 30, i sincerely would have been depressed if i was still 12.