JC Soriano
I hated it. I kissed the cross and tasted on my lips unendurable bitterness - it tasted like the sins of mankind. It made sense, but what didn’t make sense is why he wanted us to carry it. Why here, in this world full of snakes and scorpions, hunger and thirst, pain and suffering. We carry yet we know not even where we are going. I hated it. We know nothing, and yet he asks us to trust, we are weak, and yet he asks us to endure. The burden was heavy, and I was deciding on letting go…...
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I have been in a lot of distress lately… so I shall write.
Humanity. God’s greatest gift to human is other humans… God’s greatest gift to you is your mother and father, friends, your best friend, the person you are having a relationship with, your future children, your future spouse, your employers, the poor who you seek to serve, the people who will give you a reason to wake up, the people who will make it possible for you to love. There will be people who will be the reason why you ho...
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This is the first time I have had a chance to think and reflect about things, after a whirlwind of all-nighters and working for 16 hours a day, seven days a week. Life hasn’t been easy – it has ceased to be the walk in the park that it used to be. But perhaps I designed it that way. The setting is ironic, I take a sip of this insanely expensive coffee, in the middle of the “corporate” district of the Philippines - Makati. I remember debating with my friend once, whether it is a “sin”...
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Someone asked, “what is a happy death?”
On your deathbed,
Is it being able to say, “Ah, look at all the fortune I have amassed in my life. I am rich beyond what I can spend. And today I will leave.”
Is it being able to say, “Ah, I have been famous all my life. People have idolized me, screamed at my presence, stampeded to get a glimpse of me. And today I will leave.”
Or is it being able to say, “I have done everything I wanted to do. I have partied, had as much drugs, sex, and ...
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I don’t believe in fairy tales, or destiny, prince and princesses, tragic love stories, or heroic deaths. I don’t buy in to the mushy “the universe conspires” philosophy of people like Paolo Coelho. I don’t believe in Feng Shui, and I don’t believe we can please “luck” or the “gods” if they exist, by burning animals or placing furniture in particular orientations. I don’t believe in “Chi” or spirits. I don’t believe luck exists as something that can be attracted. It i...
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