This is the product of my fertile thoughts. I am recreating them here and am sharing them with you, dear bloggers, for whatever benefits, if any, you could derive from them. I wish you could be more open and share with me your comments and suggestions so that I can improve on my blog. Thank you, God bless and have a nice day. Mel Avila Alarilla
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Filipinos Sing To The World
Filipinos are a musical people. Everybody in the Philippines can sing.
As music is the international language of the world, let us present to you three videos of original Filipino music. As English is the present lingua franca or universal language of the world, we will be presenting two (2) Filipino composed English songs and one (1) original Filipino song.
Beautiful Girl - Composed and Sung by Jose Mari Chan, Original Song in English
1990s Manila, Philippines
Sana Maulit Muli - Composed by Gari Valenciano Sung by Ms. Regine Velasquez
Original Filipino song in Tagalog language, 1990s - Manila, Philippines
You Are My Song - Composed and Sung by Martin Nievera
Original Filipino song in English language, 2000s - Manila, Philippines
Beautiful music for all the people of the world from the singing and smiling Filipinos
Posted by Mel Avila Alarilla
Philippines
Music Videos/Singing Filipinos
Friday, September 14, 2007
PROCRASTINATION
Procrastination is a deadly disease. Deadly because people who have it fail to recognize it or they just ignore it altogether. It's vocabulary is as deadly too- later, tomorrow, next time and someday. Procrastinators have eight days in a week- Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday and the eighth day is called...SOMEDAY.
Someday may mean tomorrow, next week, next month, next year or maybe... never. It can be as long as eternity itself. How often have we been turned off by people who just did not have time for us? How often have we been hurt when people turn us down by such words as: "I'm too busy right now, I'll attend to you later"; or "just come back some other time when I'm no longer busy." Do we remember the hurt look at the face of our child when we hollered at him with such words as "Can't you see that I'm busy? Go to your mommy!" That will be the start of the day our child will look for attentions from others. That may happen to our spouses too. If we don't have much time for them, others may give them the time and attention they craved from us and we might lose them altogether. Then we will rue the day that we did not give them the quality time that they were crying for. Regrets will set in and we will say to ourselves, "If only I had time for them."
The antidote for procrastination is purposeful living, if we know the purpose of God for our lives and accomplish each task for His glory alone. Next time that there is a task at hand, say to God and to yourself: "I'll do it Lord for your glory, right here and now."
"WHATEVER YOU DO, WORK AT IT WITH ALL YOUR HEART, AS WORKING FOR THE LORD, NOT FOR MEN." (Colossians 3: 23)
Everything I Do - Bryan Adams
Mel Avila Alarilla
Philippines
Inspirational
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Timeless
Man uses his own time, but time waits for no one.
Time moves inexorably on and on unmindful of the myriads of scenes
it passes through.
It does not stop or pause to even consider the most devastating
events that unfold as it goes along its way.
No one can stand the ravages of time.
Monuments and dreams crumble along its precise and unswerving
paths.
Kings and despots, rulers and monarchs, peasants and non entities
alike,
They all go down the sands of time when their alloted times have
run out.
Who can say, "I have conquered time?"
Who can say, "I have mastered its ways and unstoppable surge?"
When we were younger, it seemed that time was inexorably slow.
We wanted it to run faster as we eagerly anticipated adulthood.
As we grew older, we sensed that time was running so fast, we could
not keep pace with it.
We somehow prayed that it would slow down as we denied from our
minds our eventual demise.
What has been done cannot be undone.
What has been recorded in the sands of time can no longer
be erased.
And as we feel the vital energies being slowly drained from our
mortal bodies,
We take a final glimpse of the ravages of time and finally
acknowledge that,
Man uses his own time, but time waits for no one.
Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper
Time moves inexorably on and on unmindful of the myriads of scenes
it passes through.
It does not stop or pause to even consider the most devastating
events that unfold as it goes along its way.
No one can stand the ravages of time.
Monuments and dreams crumble along its precise and unswerving
paths.
Kings and despots, rulers and monarchs, peasants and non entities
alike,
They all go down the sands of time when their alloted times have
run out.
Who can say, "I have conquered time?"
Who can say, "I have mastered its ways and unstoppable surge?"
When we were younger, it seemed that time was inexorably slow.
We wanted it to run faster as we eagerly anticipated adulthood.
As we grew older, we sensed that time was running so fast, we could
not keep pace with it.
We somehow prayed that it would slow down as we denied from our
minds our eventual demise.
What has been done cannot be undone.
What has been recorded in the sands of time can no longer
be erased.
And as we feel the vital energies being slowly drained from our
mortal bodies,
We take a final glimpse of the ravages of time and finally
acknowledge that,
Man uses his own time, but time waits for no one.
Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper
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