On Earth Hour

IN THOSE TIMES OF OLD, our untamed earth - the covering skies, the land and the waters that fed the land and the great cycles of the seasons of life that made things around us breathe and grow accompanied, nourished and sustained the progress of our exiled humanity.

Now, my friends, that one, same planet earth, asks the same caring from us - here in this present time.

Isn't it only just to recognize her distress and respond to her pleas?

Indeed, not to do so would cause a great deal of doom across time and dimensional space.

Another reason for humanity to hope together more than to fall apart. And yes, I turned off all our non-essential lighting on the night of March 28, 2009 between 8:30 pm and 9:30pm.

Go Earth Hour!
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Prosper the Peace. Prosper the People.

Sancta Sanctis!

Glory to God in the highest
Adoration to Jesus Christ
Peace to men of good will.
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"O most beneficent LORD
and God over all creation,
rekindle in the hearts of Thy nations
the desire for meaningful peace."

To the Class of 2009

"Duc in Altum!"

We are headed for deep water, my beloved compatriots, and our ability to reach safe harbor depends on how well we are able to come together for God and Country as one nation among a greater family of nations - the one family of the nations of Mankind.

Indeed, it is becoming clear in the events all around us that the world must change and indeed, dear graduates of class 2009, you are, you will and you must become this change.

If there is one word that I would like for each of you to remember in your hearts together as a class of one, all of you graduates of 2009, before each of you begins to embark upon separate journeys into the greater world of our collective human hopes and dreams, it is this - truthfulness.

Truthfulness that is beyond scrupulosity, my friends, is the virtue that makes present the truth in the heart WHEN prudence dictates it and above all when charity commands it.

Scrupulosity is the vice that deceives the heart with illusions of sin where in reality sin is not present. It is harmful because it stirs in our souls, a seeking for absolute perfection in a world where absolute perfection is impossible.

To hear or tell that a person always tells the truth does not mean that that particular soul must absolutely and unconscionably be utterly and completely captive to the truth where in fact, it should be the reverse.

Because to be truthful implies all the more that moral judgment must always be exercised and not eliminated to make the truth consistently present especially when it counts.

Truth itself is the object of the virtue of truthfulness and this virtue treats it like a sharp sword that requires special handling and it is this special handling of the truth that is the primary act of the virtue of truthfulness.

It achieves right action by placing truth in the service of Christian charity.

Truthfulness is the beginning of the unraveling of the darkness so that you, our most precious Starshine, may be free to shine.

This whole world awaits what virtue you have been purposed by Almighty God to bless her with, so go now, all of you, O class of 2009, and with a right sense of sacred honor, courage and determination, fulfill it pro Deo et Patria - for God and Country!

My salutations to all of you, Peace.

Godspeed to All.
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Prosper the Peace. Prosper the People.

Sancta Sanctis!

Glory to God in the highest
Adoration to Jesus Christ
Peace to men of good will.

Saint Patrick's Day 2009

Peace among Christians.

Let this be the singular theme in our hearts this day that makes us all Irish for Ireland and green with verdant hope for the healing of the wounds of blessed Christendom.

Therefore, let us each be reminded before all things, my friends, of that golden truth that with man, whether drunk or sober but most especially when drunk, it is impossible.

But nothing is impossible with God.

And so let us hope and let us pray: Prosper the peace in good ol' emerald Ireland, prosper the good ol' Irish!

Everybody have a happy and meaningful Saint Paddy's day 2009!

Go easy on the grog. Don't drink and drive.
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Prosper the Peace. Prosper the People.

Sancta Sanctis!

Glory to God in the highest
Adoration to Jesus Christ
Peace to men of good will.

Kaleidoscope World

So many faces, so many races
Different voices, different choices
Some are mad, while others laugh
Some live alone with no better half
Others grieve while others curse
And others mourn behind a big black hearse
Some are pure and some half-bred
Some are sober and some are wasted
Some are rich because of fate and
Some are poor with no food on their plate
Some stand out while others blend
Some are fat and stout while some are thin
Some are friends and some are foes
Some have some while some have most

Every color and every hue
Is represented by me and you
Take a slide in the slope
Take a look in the kaleidoscope
Spinnin' round, make it twirl
In this kaleidoscope world

Some are great and some are few
Others lie while some tell the truth
Some say poems and some do sing
Others sing through their guitar strings
Some know it all while some act dumb
Let the bass line strum to the beat of the drum
Some can swim while some will sink
And some will find their minds and think
Others walk while others run
You can't talk peace and have a gun
Some are hurt and start to cry
Don't ask me how don't ask me why
Some are friends and some are foes
Some have some while some have most

Every color and every hue
Is represented by me and you
Take a slide in the slope
Take a look in the kaleidoscope
Spinnin' round, make it twirl
In this kaleidoscope world.
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- Francis Magalona (October 4, 1964 - March 6, 2009)

Go with God, Kiko.

Starlight Smile x

With every journey I take
from deep within my soul,
my wandering heart drifts
like a vessel bearing me
towards distant shores

and timeless places
far from familiar thoughts.

Away from safe harbor,

my darling Anne,

I often find my heart
amidst the gathering storm

of doubt and of fear -

lost in a daze it seems...

Then without my willing it,

I awaken to thy beckoning

as our love in its longing
speaks to a desire from within myself
to return me from my furthest oblivion
by the stillness of thy embrace,
the fragrance of thy gentle smiling,
the beauty of thy face -

ever by the grace of God, my love

ever by the grace of God, my dear
you return me through thy Starlight Smile
to the one Giver above all His gifts.

My loveliest, loveliest love,
my darlingest, darlingest dear,
my sweet, sweet, Annelies Marie;
beyond our times, above our differences -
I am to you and you are to me
like one timeless melody
born to the one music in you
and the one music in me;
a friendship met in Eternity.

I love you so, my Miyang,
from always to always.
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