What Do Cows Drink?

18 May 2018 Friday 7:20am

God, what does Y-E-S spell?


So then what does E-Y-E-S spell?


Um…Never mind. It doesn’t work here.

What is it about, child?

There’s this video that Danielle showed me last night. It’s someone asking what those words spell. It’s kind of like a trick question but it isn’t. It’s very funny in the sense that the answer is so obvious and simple but some people just can’t get the right answer. Maybe because it doesn’t register in their mind that it’s actually the word “eyes”. They keep pronouncing it either as “ee-yes” or “ease”. The one asking is usually overheard giggling and laughing which makes the prank even funnier.

So it’s a prank?

Well, no. Not really. It’s a trick question…Well…No, not really either. Um…I don’t know what it is.

It’s a trick of the mind, my dear. When you asked the first question, it influenced the answer to the next question. Try doing it the other way around.

I don’t think it’ll work. And it won’t be as funny. It’s like fear, isn’t it? When we put a seed of fear into the mind, it’ll influence how we see the world.

Precisely. So what do you think will happen if you put a seed of love into the mind instead?

Then we will see the world through the eyes of love.

Yes. Through the eyes of the soul. By the way, did you fall for it?

Fall for what?

The trick of the mind?

Nope. Danielle asked me the question before she showed me the video. She was disappointed when I immediately answered “eyes”.

Why do you think that is?

Because she’s asked me trick questions before. I fall for some. So I’m sort of ready for her now.

You’re getting honed.

Yeah. Um…God?


What do cows drink?


Argh. You’re no fun.

The Lost Specs

1 August 2017 Tuesday 4:41pm

I came home after my brisk walk this morning only to find out I dropped my expensive progressive spectacles at the beach. I had an inkling where I dropped it but I thought, “Man, I’m tired! It’s a long walk back.” I made up my mind of letting it be lost. But I felt the loss really bad because it was so expensive. I told Mum. She persuaded me to go look for it. So I got dressed and trudged back to that spot. From afar, I spotted it! I thought, Please don’t let it be a twig or a leaf or something! Please, please, please! And lo and behold, it was there! My specs was still there! I was so happy!

I’m glad for you.

Thank You. So, everything has a purpose, right?

Remember when I said that when you lose something, you lose it because your soul wants to experience losing something?

Yeah. When I knew I lost my specs, I remembered that. That’s why I decided to just let it be lost.

But your mum persuaded you to go back. Why did you?

She gave me hope, I guess. I thought if I don’t find it then I don’t find it. At least I tried.

That’s it.

What’s it?

That’s the purpose. At least you tried. Now, let me ask you–What if you didn’t try?

I can’t answer that.

Why not?

Because I did try. But I can guess what would have happened if I didn’t try.


I guess I’ll feel the loss for a while but I’ll soon forget about it. Spectacles can be replaced.

What about your soul? Can your soul be replaced?

Oh man. Now, how in the world did we get from talking about my lost specs to lost soul?

Never mind. 


old tvI was ready to go out with mum this afternoon.

When I went to the living room, she was still in her house dress watching her favorite teleserye (TV drama).

“Ano? Alis ba tayo?” I asked. (So? Are we going out?)

“Oo. Sandali lang. Tapusin ko muna ito,” she said. (Yes. In a while. I just want to finish this.)

“Fine.” I plonked myself at the other end of the sofa.

I wasn’t really into teleseryes but since I had time to kill…

I watched the screen mindlessly at first but as the story unfolded, something…(you guessed it) something boomed at me. (Everything has a purpose, remember?)

The storyline today—the protagonist is in prison, accused of rape. It seems his mother is doing all she can to appeal for his release even to the point of disrupting an elegant party by harassing the presiding judge for her son’s case.

She pleads with the judge to listen to her because it seems she has evidence that her son did not commit the crime.

The host wasn’t too happy with the scene this woman was creating so she requests her security people to get rid of her and her husband. A sort of struggle ensues. The desperate mother falls in the pool with her husband diving in after her to ensure her safety. They leave the party looking like drenched rats with everyone staring after them.

Scene change: at their home–the husband confronts his wife, pleading with her to please stop harassing others to release their son from prison. He advises her to relax and take a break for a few days to reflect and think about the course of action they should take.

“But we have to help our son!” she shouts.

“Not like this. When you’re always so angry. Your anger is not the way to free him,” says the husband.

Scene change: prison visitors’ area—girlfriend of accused is waiting for him. She waits and waits but he doesn’t show up and she sheds tears as she gets up and leaves with a heartbroken expression on her face. He’s actually hiding, watching her, heartbroken as well.

This scene is played and dissolved a couple of more times showing both of them crying their hearts out unbeknownst to each other.

They eventually see each other when his mother tricks him at one visit by bringing his girlfriend along. He has no choice but to confront her.

She asks the obvious question—Why?

He tells her he doesn’t love her anymore and that all those stuff he told her before were all lies and he was bored with her. She didn’t believe him at first but she eventually leaves, heartbroken.

Scene change: inside the prison—the accused is talking to another inmate, admitting that he lied to his girlfriend about not loving her anymore. He didn’t want her to feel obligated to wait for him while he is in prison. He admits he still loves her very much and that it is love that made him lie in order for her to be free of him.

He cries as he takes her photo and burns it on a flame of a candle. (Are lighted candles allowed in prison?)

Credits roll and a teaser of the next episode for tomorrow is shown.


Mum stretches, aims the remote with a click and stands up, “O, ‘lika na. Magbibihis lang ako.” (Let’s go. I’ll just change.)

“Palabas rin ba yan bukas ganitong oras?” I ask. (Will the next episode be the same time tomorrow?)

Methinks the protagonist lied to his girlfriend because obviously he didn’t want her to feel obligated to the relationship. In a way, he was freeing her to enable her to create her own reality.

With regards to the mother’s desperation in helping her son, I think it would be more effective if she thought of it in a positive way. If he is truly innocent then her thoughts should be of gratitude instead of anger and desperation.

Our consciousness is so powerful it can free our loved ones from their fears. Or it can imprison them in it forever.