Ugh.

So. A couple of days ago, I promised to publish this entry about this relationship I have with this girl (whom I insanely like by the way), rediscovery of self-love, and Buddhism. BUT I CAN’T! Why? I’m waiting for my professor in International Organisations to give the grades out. He said that he would release it yesterday, then postponed it this morning, then moved it to tonight. Still, nothing. So until I know how badly I’ve done, I won’t be able write with a relaxed mind.

Baby Come Back

Guess who’s back in the blogosphere? That’s right! Me! So Imma make a post in a couple of hours about a relationship I have with this girl, rediscovery of self-love, and Buddhism. I’m officially on vacation now, so the amount of posts will rocket! It’s great to be back! It’s great to be able to write what I want once again. Baby, I AM BACK.

 

God is not a Good Excuse


I’m a Buddhist, and many people know this. Even my father knows this. He seems to have a habit of making arguments that just sound really stupid. I’ll talk about that soon, and I promise to keep this post on topic as much as I possibly can, since I have a tendency to deviate.

A few days ago, I had a talk with my tall-hairy-Italian friend (you know who you are) about my father. And I shall now tell you what I told my friend. As I said from the start, I am a Buddhist, and I have a very open mind to many things (as should everybody else). I have no qualms about any religion. Although, when the people who practice it step over the line, well…

I’m not sure if I wrote this in my blog; my father is now a Born Again Christian. He told me this when I had to pay my respects to a relative who passed away this year. So, anyway. For some reason, he is now much more eager to convert me back to Christianity. Oh, the things we discussed that day. He was so silly and fallacious, quite funny even when you dissect the structures of his arguments. Oops, off topic again. Continue reading “God is not a Good Excuse”

Respect In My Church

I go to mass every Sunday. It’s a strange thing to do for a non-believer of the Catholic faith. In the two decades of this weekly ritual, I have noticed one thing that everyone does in my church (when I say my church, I mean my physical church. A building.) When people line up to receive “The body of Christ“, they bow towards the crucifix in such a manner that I find disrespectful. “But why do I find it disrespectful since I’m Buddhist?” I hear you say (I have an ear of a bat. Just an ear, and it’s in the cupboard.) I’ll get to that in a moment.

In reference to the picture above, most people I see bow the Eshaku. However, their Eshaku feels like it’s done out of habit. When you do things out of habit, you are not aware of the things around you. This should not be the case in when in comes to bowing. A person bows because he/she acknowledges the other’s presence and, essentially, existence. One does not simply bow and ignore the person he/she is bowing to. I cannot believe that they actually ignore the crucifix so easily when they bow! It’s quite disrespectful. Continue reading “Respect In My Church”

My Philosophy of Human Existence (PHILOPE finals)

In my previous term in De La Salle University – Manila, I took a class called Philosophy of a Person (PHILOPE). It’s the next class you’d take after you’ve passed Introduction to Philosophy (INTFILO). Our professor in PHILOPE told us that “You will have to write a paper on human existence in place of your final exam”.

And so I began.

Unfortunately, I believe I didn’t get the grade that I deserved, but I guess it was kinda my fault as well. To say “All the things I learned in class don’t matter” well, what kind of professor wouldn’t get pissed off LOL.

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Philosophy of Human Existence

First and far most, I want to make this as clear as possible that, although I find all these philosophers and their philosophy to be interesting, I can say that I am only interested in them in an academic point-of-view. I am, as many people find hard to believe, a buddhist, a zen buddhist if you want to be more specific. My friends find this hard to believe because of my long-standing battle against religion. I was, what they called then, a pilosopo back in high school. Continue reading “My Philosophy of Human Existence (PHILOPE finals)”