Jul 1999

Jul 19

The Open Seas

Since this is the beginning of my self-imposed exile, I thought I’d transcribe it.

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Jul 25

An Unsent Letter

To transcribe this, or not to transcribe this. Well. I wonder if this will just languish unread, and what will happen if it doesn't. Oh well. Too late now. Names and identifying details have been elided to protect the innocent. Hi! How are you?….

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Jul 26

Uniquity

What is it that makes me think that I have been set apart, that I am a unique, special part of the universe? That I have been created to achieve a set purpose? And yet there is also in me the despair, the disbelief, the desire to shirk this not-so-voluntary responsibility. And yet I cannot disbelieve. But, yet, what is my purpose? Faith lets me believe that I will know when I get there, but skeptical doubt has me fear that my path has slipped out from under my feet, and that I am operating on mistaken assumptions.

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Jul 27

Sense of Purpose

Another attempt at trying to make sense of things.

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Jul 29

Conceited

Mother always said I was special. I think I’d be better off if I didn’t believe it. But what can you do when you have utang ng loob?

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