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Saturday, 15 November 2008
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Entry #63: We're Five By Five: Decision Making
Hey yo~~~/
This was actually the second entry after the first Five By Five series. I decided to post this up earlier because I am very pissed! My good friend and his entire team didn't get voted in the municipal seating. After checking out the results, I felt that there was a problem in the way the 'Team' approach it. I realize that there aren't that far off based on individual votes. I think team members had a chance to make it to the top 7 or 8...As a matter of fact, I think even the bottom person of the Team could've made it also.
*shakes his head* I just can't stop thinking about this loss. Even though this isn't about me and all but I felt like I was part of the team when I volunteered. Knowing that I'm destined, I think I had some sort of power in this...Sadly, I think I only gave it a little percentage for the fact I was enjoying all this outing and work. I didn't really think too highly of it. After watching the campaign voting on television, I felt saddened that the Team didn't even make the cut. They weren't even talked about. It felt so embarrassing after all those efforts.
My personal opinion in hoping the Team to win was learn from the opposition. Find ways to 'defect' the voters towards the Team. I believe our approach was a little to soft.
I've delivered at Surrey as a courier and have seen how people run their own campaign. I think my ideas can filter through and help the Team have a more fighting chance in the near future--if there is a future.
I hope my head leader isn't too upset. From here on forth, no more games--only if its necessary, of course.
Faith:)
Tuesday, 07 October 2008
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Entry #62: Heroes Within Us pt.3: The Good...
Hey yo~~~/
So, I started the journey in doing things that reflects heroism and you wonder, where do I begin? Simple. The hero doesn't find trouble. The trouble comes to you--or was it the other way around? Anyways, under certain circumstances, I will eventually stumble into a situation where I need to make a decision--a good willing one.
If it weren't for these circumstances, I wouldn't be writing these series. I managed to get through a possible 9 to 10 achievements in the last month. Even today (October 12th, 2008), good deeds has been added to that record. Kind of ironic though since I watched an episode called 'Epiphany' in season two of Angel. That episode would talk about doing good deeds but not keep record. I will write down a conversation between Angel and Kate which was beautiful because it really relates to doing good deeds. That will be posted at the end of this journal entry.
My journey where action took place started when I decided to help out Naych (aka Hero) when he needed someone to talk to. I took it from there after watching the first episode of Angel when I saw him on the roof top posing as Batman. It felt as if this was a reflection of who I am. A person living in loneliness but tries to do what he can that is right. After several moments of thinking, I came to a conclusion that I have to take matters into my own hands. It is time to be the man of action. It felt right at the time. Besides, John Locke did it. He became a man of action with a self discovering journey. He was suppose to be the man of beliefs. Oh, how things have changed.
To get back with helping out Naych without retelling the story after it was written in the last entry, I made several sacrifices. Sacrifices that might be hard to accept at first but with a little understanding, I end up accepting the things that I lost. What followed after the day I told him about the things I understood, we had a debate regarding the idea of 'test' and the concept of deeds. Not so much of deeds but how we perceive it. Is doing deeds either good or bad or shades of gray? Maybe both. I believe it is both, however, we cannot take away from the fact that it is more liberating when we make the right choice...It has been awhile that I made any right choices...
On the day of the SPG which took place September 20th 2008 on a Saturday, my first test as a hero came into place at Church's Chicken where me, PT and Naych were buying some chicken. I walked up to a counter to return the washroom keys and found a $10 bill lying on the floor next to a woman who was ordering something. I picked it up and decided to figure out who this bill belongs to. The woman didn't took no notice and I didn't give it to her for that fact. It might've been PT Boy or Naych. I ended up 'investigating' on who dropped this money by asking how Naych or PT paid for their meals. Naych used interact and PT paid the exact change. With that said, it can't belong either PT or Naych's. I even checked my pockets if I dropped the money but that can't be right because I had the right amount of money in my pocket--then it must be the woman. She already left after my investigation was done. I saw her go to the car and I ended up pocketing the money. Technically, this was bad in my part for the fact that I didn't do anything to ask her if it were hers. However, I came to a conclusion that would be foolish. If she said yes and it isn't hers, then she took it for the sake of getting the money for free. Nope, it better get to the right person or its pocket change for me. I ended up telling myself that if she walks back into the restaurant and tries to search for something on the floor, I would go up to her and give her the money. After awhile, she did just that. I quickly approach her before she left and ask her if she lost something. She said that she dropped a $10 bill. Bingo! I found our suspect--or victim I should say--or whatever
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I did felt liberated after that. It really has been a long time. Doing that deed was a great start to a new journey. Being a prince--check. Being a hero--in progress...
Though I did have my share of failures, that will be talked about in the next journal entry, I did manage to make up for them with more righteous decision making later on.
Later in the week, I realize that doing good deeds don't usually occur after an unforeseen circumstance. They occur even when a common situation happens. For example, I heard there was a Terry Fox Run donation drive for the cure for cancer on all elementary schools. I ended up delivering to those school in that week. At the same time, one of the employees at ICS came up to me and ask me if I would donate some money for her child. I said, "I would be happy to." Knowing very well that I'm getting paid a pretty good amount of money. What is a couple of bucks when I'm earning a thousand a week? I started off writing down $5 but I didn't have the money on me. After making the deliveries towards the schools, I remembered something. I remembered about my childhood days when I was in elementary. I started looking back on how difficult it was to make a donation to the Terry Fox Drive. In the past, I've always wanted to make a good run at it (no pun intended) and hit the prize. I couldn't accomplish that because I couldn't convince anyone to make a donation. Either that or I was too shy to do so.
I managed to think of how hard my coworkers child is coping when she doesn't have that much names on that list. It felt relieving to see the mother (my coworker) helping out his child when I didn't have that kind of support. I ended up giving $10 instead. Sadly, there could be a chance that I could've made a bigger donation but I believe my contribution should be enough.
Later in that day, after thinking about all this Terry Fox Drive throughout the week, I couldn't figure out on a grand scale what greater deed have I accomplished. It didn't stood out as a 'heroic' deed for the fact that everyone seems to make a similar donation. However, I did believe this was a situation that had a significant meaning when it comes to deeds. I just couldn't shrug it away. All of a sudden, on that same day I made a donation, I found myself looking a Terry Fox dollar. I was buying pizza and was ready to make a payment. When I was ready to lay down the money on the table, I found that one of them happens to be a Terry Fox coin. After what has occurred in that week, this felt like a sign of some sort. I ended up taking the coin and instead paid the pizza man with a $20 bill. I kept the coin as a souvenir.
True. Even after that day, there was no deep transition that connected with that deed and the coin. Maybe something more will happen, I don't know. All I know is that I was rewarded for my efforts and my thoughts. Probably there will be something relating to overcoming a disease which seems more likely towards what I'm going through. Yes, I think I have a disease called diabetes. At my age?! It does sound ridiculous doesn't it?
Another great deed that requires a quick thinking dilemma is when I found a case filled with school supplies. It was located near a bus stop. I looked around and found out that no one was there to retrieve it. Obviously, someone left it behind. Since I found it during my delivery errands, I didn't have time to think of what I should do. I had to think of the right solution fast. Probably not the best but something leaning towards a moral victory. Three came into mind: One is to leave it there and hope someone will retrieve it; another is to take it with me; and the third is to leave it inside a place where I just delivered at hoping someone will find it there. After quick thinking, I ended up leaving it inside the travel agency where I delivered it to. I thought it would be best that the person might come come back and retrieve it and if the person starts asking around. Personally, the more I think about it, I think that was a foolish choice. If the person does come back, he would find out that it was missing and wouldn't even consider going to the travel agency at all. On the other hand, if I left it there, there would be a good chance that someone else would take it--or maybe the guy who left it there might get it back.
I'm starting to think that I really made a foolish choice. The best case scenario out of the three was taking the case with me. I never thought highly about it because it felt like I was stealing. So I made the choice that felt correct by leaving it somewhere safe. After thoughts led me to think that I should've taken it so that I can give it to the right person. It's possibly over now since that took place well over a month ago. In the end, I believed I got some moral points for it. Whether it was given to the right person or not, I will take that as a victory.
There are some cases that were trivial to many but I would consider it a helping hand. I had to help someone transfer files to another computer. With experience in the past, that was something that was pretty vital if your records were stuck in the wrong computer. It sounded important enough. Good thing my little brother gave me an ipod as a gift. I didn't quite used that to transfer the file but I think that was a token of gratitude for helping my little bro get a new ipod.
Other successful deeds were helping an old man cross the road--while he was jay walking on crutches! Yeesh! Believe me, that was a good deed to help the man live another day. Other trivials were giving a helpless man a shopping card that had a dollar in it. By the look in his face, he was in sorrows and pain. This guy definitely wants something to eat. Too bad, I couldn't treat him. The cart will have to do. Kind of his sideline job.
Finally, there were deeds that were meaningful and threatening. Not too extreme but more difficult to overcome than the rest. All of which are more related to being a 'private detective' or more specifically being the Chameleon!
Back in the origins of my journal writing, I used to claim myself as being called Chameleon. It was a cheap rip off from Disney's Doug. My first case back in grade five was locating a missing pen. I never found that missing pen but investigating days didn't end there. Truthfully, I cannot remember any of them other than that case.
Anyway, there was another moment where I had to relive that case. A customer in my work has a pen that didn't belong to her. She wanted to figure out who it belongs to. She thought it was mines but clearly it isn't. The pen had an eraser at one end. Who would place an eraser on a pen? Its not even a pencil.
Anyway, that went on for a week. In the end, she ended up keeping it. We didn't narrow it down to anybody so it was for keeps. Whether we solved it or not, I think the item is in good hands.
Other intriguing deeds involved my work where my job was on the line. There was items that I was responsible for and I could face a suspension if I cannot locate that item. It was supposed to be delivered to someone but I found out that it was already delivered. The problem was someone scanned the wrong barcode and it became complicated from there. Through filtering the rights from the wrongs, I came up with the answer to this case. And for the first time, I really solved something that was critical.
Honesty was another deed. Just like my job, this one related to my paycheck. I found out that I was over paid. Call me stupid but I had to report this one to my supervisor. Normally, anyone who didn't care would just keep it hush hush but for me, I felt like this would be stealing and I was bothered by it.
Finally, a deed that is long term and a work in progress is to get my little brother back in school again. Yes, it seems that he is skipping. He said that he arrived at school late but I don't believe him. It's grade 12 and he is the better child among the siblings. I decided that I will buy him an ipod if he made the honor roll. A big price to pay but something I'm expecting. I'm keeping tabs of his grades and his work ethics at home. I ended up getting the computer in the end. A tradeoff for the fact that my computer is not working.
Remember the situation in the last series where my computer was not working? This was the solution to that. I didn't even ask my little brother for the computer. He decided to give it to me.
If you tally up all the things I have done in the past month, I think I might be on my way but truthfully, I shouldn't be jumping for joy. There is a lot of work to do and there is a long path towards 'redemption'. I don't think I'm going to make it. I like this conversation about Angel and Kate. What really matters is what you can do NOW. Forget the big picture. Just do it--and feel it. That is an act of righteousness. By doing so, you are on your way in learning the art of righteousness in which Jesus mastered before you.
Faith:)
ps: This is a conversation in an episode of Angel called Epiphany. Angel was in the wrong path for quite some time and eventually found his way into righteousness. He had to fall into the lowest of low in order to get his life back together again. This girl, Kate, was once a detective but ended up getting the pink slip. She blames Angel for it. She, too, went to the lowest of low and felt like she wanted to commit suicide. Angel saved her from what she was doing. She was greatful. From then on, they both started to talk about life in which case was parallel to mines. Its about doing good deeds for the sake of doing good deeds no matter how small...
Kate: I feel like such an idiot.
Angel: A lot of that going around.
Kate: I just couldn't--*stops to think about what she is about to say*--My whole life has been about being a cop. If I'm not part of the force...it's like nothing I do means anything.
Angel: *shrugs* It doesn't.
Kate: Doesn't what?
Angel: *shrugs again* Mean anything. In the greater scheme or the big picture...nothing we do matters. *pauses* There is no grand plan, no big win.
Kate: You seem kind of chipper about that.
Angel: Well, I guess I kind of...worked it out. If there's no great, glorious end to all this. If nothing we do matters...*pauses* then all that matters what we do. 'Cause that's all there is. What we do now. Today.
Kate: *nods in agreement*
Angel: I fought for so long for redemption, for a reward...and finally, just to beat the other guy, but...*shakes his head*...I never got it.
Kate: And now you do?
Angel: Not all of it. All I want to do is help. I want to help because I don't think people should suffer as they do. Because if there's no bigger meaning...then the smallest act of kindness...is the greatest thing in the world.
Kate: *nods in agreement again* Yikes. It sounds like you've had an epiphany.
Angel: I keep saying that, but nobody's listening.
*both chuckle*
Sunday, 28 September 2008
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Entry #61: Heroes Within Us pt.2: From one hero to another
Hey yo~~~/
After giving Evan Tanner his dues that he deserves, it is time to talk about my first journey that got me into becoming a hero. At first, it wasn't anything that triggered it, it was based on signs that lead me to it. It was always in question that maybe I have become the man of action just like John Locke of Lost but I never thought it would lead me to this point where heroism meant something else. I never thought heroism meant doing good deeds that can looked at as another deed. What is occurring now leads me to be a man who can make something of himself when I do what is right.
It first started back in August during the Olympics in Beijing. I talked about this in the previous series, 'Tale of the Prince' when Naych was at a loss and he needed an incentive to get him back into destiny. I cannot be to sure what he needed. I was sure he wanted some meaning in life or a reality check. Kind of contradictory there but I couldn't really understand Naych's wants are. All I remember was that I told him the things I learned during August. And there were many, of course. All of which are in relation towards an understanding of my path.
After understanding about what the future holds for me, I must now apply that in situations that require it. I must learn to be a hero and make sacrifices. I need to forsake certain things that I worked on and even loved in order to fulfill the greater good. Just like how my game crashed on me. It was a sacrifice I needed to understand. It was a test of how I would deal with the loss. I wouldn't know for sure if I passed it. All I know is that I had to make a choice in what I have to do next. I had to make righteous decisions and turn my life around. With all that being done, somewhere eventually, I would end up getting back my game. I got back 70% which wasn't that bad.
Anyways, I found out that Naych became more philosophical. He had a change of attitude towards the world and decided not to be troubled towards to the things of what was going on. I wasn't sure if I he managed to get his bearings straight after the day I told him about the things I learned but I am certain some residues were there. My mark was made, nonetheless. He has his individual story to go through and so have I. During that time, I was still on my journey towards being a prince...
In the end of August, I learned to make sacrifices without questioning why I had to make them. With the understanding that I had in that month, it was no surprise to me why I had to lose the championship belt to Naych during the Big Two Match. It made sense that Naych needed something to mark his 'comeback' towards life. In the past, I never wanted to come into a Big Two Match and face anyone knowing that I will lose. In the last few month, my record really mattered.. Before losing to Naych, I had a record of 5 victories and 2 losses. That was something to be proud about. I never wanted the record tainted--but now, I felt that it was okay.
In the month of September I had to deal with myself finding answers to what happened when I couldn't achieve my goal in becoming the Prince. This was a heart breaker. I found out that it was another sacrificial moment that I had to make. Somehow, my Father in heaven decided it would be best for me to sacrifice the $50,000 for a life of being a hero. Instead of the rich spoiled kid, I ended up doing good deeds towards others. I'm not sure if this was a better trade off but morally, it got some points.
Naych became more of the thinker which was intriguing. Yes, after the day he found himself (with a little bit of aid), he seems more of the 'faithchild' type. Its as if we traded places. It really was a new spin on things. I like to thank my Father in heaven for giving me a 'guideline' by having me buy Angel since the reflection of a 'heroic faithchild' is written all over Angel. I felt inspired to walk the walk and do some good deeds.
At the end of September, I ended up learning a few things on the final day where I had to make one more sacrifice. Me and Naych went out on a bowling stint. I told him that anything can happen and maybe another heroic deed may occur if we go bowling. He was all up for it so we went. We played 6 games and guess what--Naych managed to get an average of 145 in those 6 games we played. I think he passed over 100 in the first game but he got 143 and 145 respectively on the next four games! He even managed to get 152 in the last game. Its hyperfocus, I tell yah! He seems to pull of that score when I used bowl on my own. Though, I managed to get over 170 on 'competitive' moments but there is no proof to show my buddies. It all boils down to hyperfocus. Why? Simple. Normally, we don't bowl a good record with all the distractions around you so you end up under performing. But when your by yourself with not too many distractions, you will be surpised how high you can perform.
For the record, the sacrifice was learning that you aren't who you once were. Maybe one day, the original faithchild will make its way back home...
I remember a quote from Naych during a golfing stint where he said, "I realize that you aren't a good player if you can't get over distractions." I'm starting to think thats true. I believe that you can be a good player EVEN if there are distractions. You must, of course, use the hyperfocus. And, of course, the distractions must be indirect and not deliberate.
I've learned to apply the hyperfocus a couple days ago when me and Naych decided to go play pool. Even though I wasn't a good pool player, I tried to stay focused. Unfortunately, there was too much distractions. Not distractions of the environment or even how I play but more related towards how I changed in the past five years. I don't know what has gotten over me but I was beginning to realize that I am no longer the faithchild that once was spiritual. More on that when I get the time to write about it.
In the pool game, I managed to apply the hyperfocus in the sixth game of pool when I told myself that I will become the original faithchild again. It was something that helped me stay 'righteous' in my own mind. It was a peace of mind stint where I ended up 'loving' everyone around me. I needed that release because I felt frustrated. I ended up winning that last game by sinking in most of the balls (which I don't normally do). The truth is, I am really poor in pool. I cannot win most of the time but this time, I ended up beating Naych who was a far better player than I am.
Things have changed. I think now I have become the man of action and I am starting to do things that Naych has done before.
Even though we have gone through our own personal journey as individuals, we are still walking life helping each other out as a duo. Learning from each other and helping each other move forward. A far better quote came from Deus Ex 3 in which as individuals the way to move forward."Who we are is but a stepping stone to what we can become."
In any case, like having a cross over, we have to go our separate ways, temporarily. In the meantime, I have what I need and need to apply it. I can only move forward from here.
Faith:)
Saturday, 27 September 2008
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Entry #60: Heroes Within Us pt.1: In pursuit of happiness
Hey yo~~~/
Well now, its a new quest for me to embark. My princeship quest has come to end (at the moment) and now I'm doing heroic deeds. I am beginning to realize that this is part of my princehood anyways.
This entry, however, has nothing to do with me perse but it has much to do with another great hero who passed away three weeks ago on September 8th. I told myself that I would dedicate the first entry of this series to him.
It came to me as a shock to see a great person pass away. I am not related to this person or am I a big fan. I just happen to admire him through the journey he had. This person I'm referring to is Evan Tanner.
Evan Tanner is an MMA fighter. He was an inspirational fighter since the days when I started to follow MMA. His storyline involves a fatherly-like figure who competes in matches against fighters who are young and possibly arrogant. He defeated fighters such as: Phil Baroni; Robbie Lawler; Paul Buentello; and Heath Hearing. He was an adventurer who did many things and had many jobs over the years. I cannot state what jobs he did other than that some were normal such as working at a store, some were isolated such as working in a farm and some were very daring such as outdoor research. He was also playing hero by being a body guard someplace. He may have a total of 8 jobs at least!
After his title lost against Rich Franklin who practically mauled his face inside-out, he went on to pursue his own happiness. He wanted to have a timeout from UFC. His journey was great when he defeated named fighters and I followed it and was inspired. Ever since that lost, he never came back to the UFC in a long time. I still managed to continue my UFC liking with new faces from The Ultimate Fighter shows from season one and two. When I finally saw him again, he had this big shaggy beard like he was Fred Penner. I almost thought he was Fred Penner!
He wasn't the same person I knew during his victories early back. I don't know what happened during his time off but I was starting to think he lost himself after that title loss. Even though there were a few fights in between the Rich Franklin fight and the last fight with Kendall Grove, it seems to make sense to me the order of when I watched it. After his title loss, Evan Tanner lost his happiness...
Evan Tanner was never the same again. Not even his outside jobs and adventuring could claim that back. His mind and heart was still in the UFC. He even admitted that fighting was something he loved. As if pure competition can give him the bliss he wanted--to be the best.
His last fight was 3 months ago and I was there to watch it live on television. When it comes to the staredown, he normally has this snicker on his face normally saying, 'you're in for a tough fight'. This time, he doesn't give the smile. Instead, he becomes serious and very pissed off!
It was sad to know, however, that this fight wasn't just any fight. It was a fight to see who still has it in them. Its practically a fight where the loser retires and will never come back to the UFC. Both Tanner and Grove were on a losing streak and this one will try to get them back on their feet--at least one of them will.
My hopes were going for Tanner to take this match after his glorious stoyline during my time when I watched him. Even though I was watching it live, I couldn't shake the fact that it wasn't the same man anymore. I almost wanted to tear up seeing get beaten like this. He was having great difficulty that I couldn't explain. I even tried to willed him on but--he seems to be at the end of his--life...This was it...This was going to be the end of the great Evan Tanner...
I never saw death but I saw retirement in the UFC. In fact, I see retirement in MMA. Even though he didn't beat out Grove, he fought valiantly and fought with his heart. Wherever he goes, I hope he finds his happiness once again.
Before my internet came crashing on my computer a little over three weeks ago, I was reading up on the UFC site and found that Evan Tanner was part of a Harley Davidson Convention. I was glad to see that he was still doing other things and having fun. With that said, I knew it was okay to see him enjoy himself and stop fighting. It was a release that brought him happiness...
That happiness was short-lived...
During my work hours, I found out on the radio that Tanner passed away. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I just saw him happy at a convention center. What could be the cause of his death? After further speculation up to this day, it narrowed down to a few things. He could've gotten a heart attack when he went on a trip to the desert; he could've gotten a stroke due to heat exhaustion; or he could've died in pursuit of his happiness.
I've said that a lot, 'in pursuit of happiness'. This isn't like the Will Smith movie. This was a life and death story and I believe Evan Tanner got his wish. Before he died, he wanted to pursuit what he wanted the most and that is to be one step ahead of everyone else. That is his happiness. Before I end this entry, I realize that in pursuing your happiness can bring you the joy you want and you end up fullfilling the dream you always wanted. When you think about it, you wish you can accomplish more than you can chew and wish you can redo the things you have regretted in your life. In becoming a hero as I am now, I believe I have come to a point where I am following Tanner's foot prints. His journey looks similar to the one I am embarking. I pray that I have enough time in the world to think things through. I pray that Tanners soul goes to a better place.
Again, everything happens for a reason. Upon writing this entry, I just found out that Evan Tanner has been buried today at the Civic Center at Amarillo, Texas. May you rest in peace, hero.Faith:)
ps: a special blog in the words of Evan Tanner. This is his second last entry before he met his destiny...
"I'm hoping that very soon I'll be sitting out in the quiet of the desert beneath a deep blue midnight sky, listening to the calm desert breeze. The idea going into the desert came to me soon after I moved to Oceanside. It was motivated by my friend Sara's talk of treasure hunting and lost gold, and my own insatiable appetite for adventure and exploration. I began to imagine what might be found in the deep reaches of the untracked desert. It became an obsession of sorts.
"Treasure" doesn't necessarily refer to something material.
Today, I ran to the store to pick up a few things, and with the lonesome, quiet desert thoughts on my mind, I couldn't help but be struck with their brutally stark contrast to my current surroundings, the amazing congestion in which we exist day to day. The landscape as far as I could see, crowded, choked, with me and the rest of the species, an almost writhing mass of organisms, fighting over space and resources,....on the highways, in the parking lots, on the sidewalks, and in the ailse of the stores. And to think, there are still places in the world where man has not been, where he has left no footprints, where the mysteries stand secure, untouched by human eyes. I want to go to these places, the quiet, timeless, ageless places, and sit, letting silence and solitude be my teachers.
I've been gathering my gear for this adventure for over a month, not a long time by most standards, but far too long for my impatient nature. Being a minimalist by nature, wanting to carry only the essentials, and being extremely particular, it has been a little difficult to find just the right equipment. I plan on going so deep into the desert, that any failure of my equipment, could cost me my life. I've been doing a great deal of research and study. I want to know all I can about where I'm going, and I want to make sure I have the best equipment.
One more week. I think one more week, and I'll be ready to go. "
~Evan Tanner (February 11, 1971 – c. September 8, 2008)
Monday, 22 September 2008
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Entry #59: Tale of the Prince pt.6: Dark Angel(part 1)
Hey yo~~~/
Well, this is it. The final chapter of 'Tale of the Prince' series...It is sometimes a wonder whether or not I succeeded in this journey or not. I came in making the journey hoping to find answers to my current financial trouble and look where that got me now...The truth is, it could be my errors in duration of the journey or maybe it could be my 'fate' in the road I have to take. Maybe its both. Either way, the tale took a different twist.
Despite the signs being there two months back, I took the journey to see where I would stand if my actions took me there. I already knew the secret and I knew the practicals in what I should do in order to achieve my goal. Neither of them got me to where I thought I should be. Instead, I find myself in a path that is darker and less richer--literally. However, with that said, the irony of all this is--despite it is darker and less richer (in the obvious perception), I believe it is the path of righteousness and rich in another context.
During my journey, I came upon another hobby that is similar to collecting PC games and that is collecting TV DVD's (only the shows I like). Another supposed sign came up when I came across TV's Angel. It is old school and Joss Whedon has already stopped making shows about Angel. However, in the past, I always wanted to watch the whole series when I first saw several episodes. The episodes caught my attention because of the similarity in relations of my life.
The sign that begged me to buy Angel was the fact that its cheap. You never get any cheaper when it comes to TV DVD's with the price I just saw--$19.99! I don't think I've seen TV DVD's this cheap, ever! Its kind of sad but a natural reality. Its already come and gone and now they need to box em' out. My opinion begs to differ. I believe its cheap because 'Destiny' wants me to purchase it. Its a long time coming...
After watching season one, I saw a lot of characteristics in Angel that did relate to my life: He felt alone in the world; his social skills are lacking; darkness around him was comforting; he had moral beliefs; and not to mention that he was a good looking stud. Not that I'm a stud at the moment--but I had my moments
. Knowing very well the fate of how the show will turn out and where Angel's life will lead, the other close relationship was that Angel started off as a 'private detective' which was similar to my 'Chameleon' days. His fate will lead him into 'lawyership' if my belief in the later seasons were true.
The relations of lawyership and me is that I have to master speechcraft where a man can make professional and mature conversation with someone else. Having to be smarter and wiser than the person you are talking to. You have to 'own' the conversation and make every variable go your way. Basically, your arguments are going to be always stronger, not by force or imposement, but by the simple fact it is correct in many, if not all, counts. A proper speechcraft can go a long way, especially, when understanding what is being discussed.
In the first show, something got my attention. I found out that Angel tried to be a hero. Well, obviously, that is what Angel does in the show. What makes Angel special is that he is a dark hero who doesn't intend to save those who reject him. He only does it because his conscious tells him to. After all, he does have a soul...
In being a hero, it came to me after all this time that I have this need to become a hero. I realize, besides being a prince, I needed to act and make the best decisions in helping out others. In the meantime, through my actions that effect others, it may help me as well in achieving the fifth element.
Now the question is, why 'dark' in the title? True, Angel is dark and there is a bit of darkness in me but I was referring to someone else. I got the term 'dark' from Batman: Dark Knight. The current Batman movie that made serious box office record. It was shocking to see this happen knowing very well that there are already 5 or 6 other Batman movies that came out in the past. I believe those movies aren't too box office'ish'. What makes this one so special? One strong theory was based on Heath Ledgers performance--or I should say, untimely death...
In any case, I combined the two terms 'dark' 'angel' because in the first episode of Angel, Angel failed to save a girl he thought he could protect. He was standing on the corner of a rooftop looking down like Batman would on a high sky scraper. It was--magnificent. Tragic but encouraging. The best can only come out of this.
In another story, another time, I would talk about how I never really liked Batman's character and never intend to watch the movie on theater until the time was right. I might even wait it out on DVD. There is a dark tale involving Batman, Heath Ledger and Christian Bale (maybe even the Joker). Again, another story, another time, which will become my triggering point in becoming someone that was lost and now found.
So here is how it ends and where it begins...I followed a path that was given to me in signs. I knew of the way of how to apply The Secret with the idea of 'hyper focus'. A key elemental weapon in learning the fifth element. Apply that using my will unto the path that is before me. Overcome obstacles that would test my virtue and faith. Learn from any mistakes on the road and take what was needed to move forward and arrive at the end--an end that isn't what I had in mind.
For two month, I worked, if not 'believed', my way in getting $50,000 which was the sign I was given but found out that wasn't going to happen. Instead, I came to an understanding that, in order to become a prince, it isn't about how much money you will gain, it is about how much lives you will save. It is a prince raised not in technicality but in virtue.
It is said that Lucifer is the prince of this world. Agreed. He is dark and he is manipulative. He represents those who have no faith in my Father and supports the things that this world has to offer. Mostly things that are meant to turn away from the faith. As an all-around person, I am like Lucifer to a degree. I dislike to say it but its true. I have to become a prince but not in evil or in a worldly manner but more the opposite. I am dark but not in the dark how it is perceived for Lucifer. I am not manipulative but rather I am a learner of speechcraft and cunningness. I adapt to this world and learn how talk in the tongues of the 21th century. That is the way to survive.
In another angle, the real prince belongs to our Lord Jesus Christ or Yahshua. A prince who preach righteousness. He is, what I call, a master of all masters. He is the greatest man ever talked about for 2000 years! He himself has reached all the elements including the fifth. He has mastered it and gets whatever he wants--correction, whatever my Father wills...I need to master the ways of Yahshua. That is perfection at its core! And perfection can be done as it is preached to mankind.
In this world today, it isn't easy doing things the old way. Even though the bible never changes in its words, it always adapts perfectly to any generation--as if the bible was still meant for the 21st century.
So unto this day, being rich was not the goal I found at the end of 'this' tunnel, its an awakening. I am now the prince who will become the hero. In due time, financial stability will come my way. It has happened in Angel. And my journey in saving lives begins...Faith is back
Faith:)
ps: If you ever wonder why 'Dark Angel' is only part one, that is because there is another unfinished tale that I will talk about in another series called 'Vir Entus Nos' which is the next.
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