Dmitri's Dream. Dmitri of noble birth

He dreamed he was driving somewhere in the steppes, where he had been stationed long ago. A peasant was driving him in a cart with a pair of horses, through snow and sleet. He was cold, it was early in November, and the snow was falling in big wet flakes, melting as soon as it touched the earth. And the peasant drove him smartly, he had a long blond beard. He was not an old man, somewhere around fifty, and he was wearing a gray smock. Not far off was a village. Dmitri could see the black huts. H... Read more

The ceiling of my room collapsed, and I have a lot to be thankful for

I was surprised how being in a higher education program for a field that requires almost no physical engagement at all in its activities (MS CS), has made physical labor a feeling terribly missed. All the work I’ve done in a long time was done by my mind. Algorithms, Logic, Mathematical Induction, Programming, Lambda Calculus, Research, Scientific Method, Cognitive Science, Behavior Detection and Modelling, Bayesian Knowledge Tracking, Linear Regression, Data Mining, Validation, Correla... Read more

O Deus Ego Amo Te

Prayer of St Francis Xavier, early Jesuit missionarytranslated by Gerard Manley Hopkins, S.J. 0 GOD, I love thee, I love thee-Not out of hope of heaven for meNor fearing not to love and beIn the everlasting burning.Thou, thou, my Jesus, after meDidst reach thine arms out dying,For my sake sufferedst nails, and lance,Mocked and marred countenance,Sorrows passing number,Sweat and care and cumber, Yea and death, and this for me,And thou couldst see me sinning:Then I, why should not I love thee, ... Read more

What is an Ateneo education; what is being human (reflections from Area Overnight)

It was a touching Saturday, and there was a lot to think about.  (I wasn't able to attend the processing session this morning, so I'll just share my reflections here. Sayang at hindi ko maririnig ang karanasan ng iba pang AtSCAns at mga nanay at tatay sa Area.) Yesterday was ACET day, and my Facebook inbox was sprinkled generously with status messages about the test and the expected heavy traffic along beloved Katipunan Avenue. One could not help but reminisce. Five years earlier I was one of... Read more

the questions. and a thousand dreams within

Questions are dreamsof a thousand years hence,of people worrying  of the practical,as the eternal questionsburn softly. Sadnessis the inability to evadethe questions. and a thousand dreams within me softly burn.... Read more