EDGAR ABANIL BLOG

Philippine politicians are a bunch of tricksters. Congress, dominated by the administration people, are accused of railroading a change in the Constitution, the ultimate aim of which is to perpetuate Gloria in power, or at least prolong her stay a little bit (maybe 20 years more? Just wondering). I'm not into politics but I think our politicians are draining their energy on bickerings, and plotting something in the dark. Are we a hopeless cause?

Yesterday after arriving from Butuan I have this wracking headache that did not abate dispite the coldness of my office's aircon. The car we're in (I'm with the BAC to inspect a plant in Butuan) has no aircon and the the heat is searing. The sun is shining mercilessly and everything is just so hot, a respite from the floods in January. I took a pill and the sweat came later relentlessly. Some case of sinusitis triggered by the hot weather.We stopped by at the new Butuan cable bridge, a site to behold in Butuan.

आईटी'स अप्रैल ओंस मोरे एंड टीचर्स टेक ठिर वाकेशन, आफ्टर क्लेअर्निंग ठेम्सेल्वेस, ऑफ़ कोर्स!। बुत उनलीके थे त्तेअचेर्स, इ विल बे वैरी बुस्य ड्यू तो थे मुलती मिलियन प्रोजेक्ट्स एंड थे अन्तिसिपतेद ब्रिगादा एस्क्वेला एंड प्रोपर्टी इन्वेंटरी.

Our only son Mark Wilgar finally graduates his elementary course last March 31, 2009. He will be First Year high school this coming June.

The fateful days from January 3 up to January 14, marks a wet entrance to the year 2009. The photos show the fury of an angry nature. The last big destructive flood was reportedly in 1979. They say there is a pattern and Gingoognons should expect this in a 30 year gap. Others say logging activities still on going is the main culprit. Force majeure or man made. ALl Gingoognons should be aware always of the tell tale signs, especially if the rains has been pouring for several days.

Thinking about my past and my future, I viewed a show in my mind on significant things that happened lately. I went down the slippery trail to the hidden beach somewhere in Punong. There you can see the small white beach in Anakan, near the wharf of the defu nct Anakan Lumber Company. I like the tranquility of the place-far from the buzz of the city, far from the pretentious air of the metropolis. One can meditate to the limits. You get an inner calm viewing the glass-clear sea, the rocks spread out on the beach head, the greeneries, the outline of mountains beyond Odiongan. Ah, inner peace at last. The gentle lapping of the waves on the beach rocks trigger your mind to wander beyond the realm of the physical our to the latent and spiritual. Counting your breath, minding your pulse,making your mind fly, these are experiences that transcend time and reality. Compare this to the din of celebration in the city. People dancing in the streets, chanting, shouting "Hala bira!" Peopl...