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passing by....
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Kamusta na kaya mga tao dito? :D
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what was the other site again ?
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how is everyone? I'm thinking of going back to spilling my thoughts here...
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Do you get that posting error as well?
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Could it be.. but Nah? Where do I start? Ah, yes. There is a controversial bill that is currently being reviewed. I did sign the petition for it to be reviewed further or maybe even not implemented. The short compiled video of reaction to it will give some light on concerning and disconcerting scenarios. Making kids aware of anything reproduction related is necessary but there needs to be a better boundary and guidelimes for it. While that is not entirely my concern, i have been seeing the world deteriorating morally. It should come as no surprise really. But when slowly you become aware of how we are slowly entering that state, you also feel the heaviness of its possible impact. As normal as most bills are, there is a side that opposes and there is a side that stands to say it is harmless and needed. Thus, thwarting all claims of the imminent danger to young ones. That scenario of having two sets of people looking at one document and yet their understanding differs, sort of took me back to the Tower of Babel story. In brief passing, the story goes: People speaking same language Agrees to put up a tower that reaches heavens God disagrees Confuses people. They start to speak in different languages They ended up not understanding each other Tower was never finished Maybe a far pull to insist some similarity. But I guess the version that will soon come to us human beings of this century and beyond would be: We speak and write on many language but we come to agree to generally use universal - English And yet even though we use the same language, we look at one sentence or paragraph and yet we have two or more different interpretations. We get confused by the language we use to communicate to each other Nothing good comes out of it. I am yet to let my thoughts simmer on this for longer period of time. This will be one of the many things I will be inquiring to God about and maybe even bring up to some smart and wise people. Maybe drop a question like: Do you think, a Tower of Babel-ish thing is about to happen to human kind?" And gather data from their response. What do you think? There could be, right? But I could also be wrong?.. but what if? Then maybe again, 'nah? This is just one of the items that goes through my brain cells as I shake my head both in deep fear and silent excitement knowing that the day of Lord's return is very very near. ==+ ==+ ==+~~~~ ==+ ==+ ==+~~~~==+ ==+ ==+~~~~==+ ==+ ==+~~~~==+ ==+ Matthew 24:10 HCSB [10] Then many will take offense, betray one another and hate one another. https://bible.com/bible/72/mat.24.10.HCSB Matthew 24:12 HCSB [12] Because lawlessness will multiply, the love of many will grow cold. https://bible.com/bible/72/mat.24.12.HCSB ==+ ==+ ==+~~~ ~~==+ ==+ ==+~~~~~~==+ ==+ ==+~~~~~~==+ ==+ ==+~~~~~==+ ==+ Dumping thoughts... and snoozing off. ©️ Pichi28 All Original Content Unless specified otherwise
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Anyone still playing splinterlands? :D
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Anyone still playing splinterlands? :D
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how is your area, you and your family after kristine?
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ano na ang bago? ano na ang nangyayari? "D
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How is everyone? Time to start writing again... is it?
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I think i am late though. But it is still green green green from my end .
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Woohoo... revisiting and it is up! .. hi y'all?
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Woohoo... revisiting and it is up! .. hi y'all?
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The cycle continues.... So.. what are we eating for lunch?
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Merry Christmas everyone.. i am a late greeter... Early for new year tho... Happy new year!!
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Cutting a Possible Insomnia *[Let us put our current thoughts that may contribute to an insomnia later through the night (or day since it is already 12 am) into a story... Let us use "Ben" as the main and only character of the story....]* Ben suddenly flipped to his right side while he was lying down on his bed facing the wall. He opened his eyes and on the wall, he saw writings. The writings on the wall were scribbles in his head : high buildings and condominiums, and then some floating numbers from his mental computation of his own cash flow. He closed his eyes for few seconds hoping to clear the picture and yet when he opened his eyes again it is still there. He turned his back to the wall. Feeling a little betrayed that instead of seeing any speck of dirt or dust or cobweb near his face on the wall to distract his thoughts, he saw what he has been musing about for full 2 hours already since he tried to lie down on his bed at around 2 am. He sat up on his bed frustrated. His bills started to float around his head as if mocking his thoughts of computation. He stared at his hands as if summoning some spell to produce money. MONEY. Just as he thought he was working fine enough and finally ready to be able to invest on what he thinks is the best investment any time - real estate - he realizes that his income will never be enough. He started making mental adjustments of his current lifestyle and it only turns out to sustain the amount he projects he needs, he would need to live on one meal per day of a meager one can of sardines and a cup of rice. DAMN POOR. *How do they do it?* That is what was left on his thoughts as sleep finally came to him. He flopped down on his back again and drifted off to sleep. In slow motion as the world fades out from in front of him to dream land, he saw himself, in his old age, with a cane in one hand, a briefcase on another, walking down the street towards a tall building, his ankle with shackles. [***at this point Midjourney is having a hard time creating my imagination of the shackles on his feet, the cane and the briefcase, etcetera.. but this image will do....****]* With three slams of his closed fist on the bed, he drifts off to sleep. *Have you ever experienced having the same thoughts as Ben? If you were him, how would you come up with the money he needs for investment? Ben is hoping to retire from employment in the next 10 years?* *What would you do?* *How would you go about it?* [*I am out of brain juice to add in more to the story. Maybe you can pitch in a next scenario...? Care to share your next scenes?]* *What is your story?* © Pichi28 | `#ClubBrokeBCH` All Original Content Unless specified otherwise...
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Short Travel I walked. I walked just to see where my feet would take me. It took me first to a coffee shop (why am i not surprised?). But instead of ordering the same delightful fix, I opted for the less caffeine, no, far from caffeine -filled drink. I chose something refreshing to beat the nasty heat of the non-summer afternoon. I captioned this one : *contemplating next life decisions.* Which was what I really was doing these days. Seating with the cup and yes, reading the kindle, I mentally listed things I needed to do in the coming hour, and then tomorrow. I called in a few inquiries for some errands, settled some that needed immediate settling. I also decided to let go of the thought of stress-buying some new gadget. Putting a reign on some impulsive stress-related expenditure really draws a whole lot of adulting energy, eh? I called a doctor's office for some appointment for tomorrow to which I was told they were on a first-come-first-served tomorrow. So it seems at least half of my day tomorrow will be spent in queue for a checkup. Tomorrow settled, I went back to my today. Thinking and rethinking and simulating more conversations that I may need to anticipate and then deciding on which items I drew out a career-related inquiry to send out a chat to or an email to respective resources. Then I walked. Again. There was a Christmas program being set up and I heard the violin and the drums testing their sounds. I was interested to stay in and wait for when they start the program but I needed a cooler place to stay again. And then I found myself in front of these: And from seeing them, I found it wonderful and amazing how in these one shelf of bounded papers lie all different types of stories coming from different author's thought bubbles, mostly inspired by every day realities and yet none of these (save for those same-titled and same-authored) tell the same story! I am scared now. All of them calling out to me, too. "Read me," they all say. Imaginary hands are reaching out to me. Everything even those that were laid out on the tables are reaching out to me. Every single one inviting me to travel, retrace the footsteps of each author's thoughts and imaginations - the real and their made-up world intertwined! Magical traveling awaits... ... and yet I am drawn to that small reality that I am an adult. And I have to be rational with my spending. So I guess the wisest thing to do now is to ... "Turn away." You might say. Nah. I am more inclined to looking for one of these without a cover and I might sit on the wooden floor to dive into that world. Where did my feet take me? ... to a thousand options of traveling - the cheapest possible kind. Welcome to my world where my feet occasionally takes me places I should not be. My pocket's protests get drowned while my feet is excitedly trudging the pavement towards here. Oh, well. And then my hungry brain and imagination is also joining in madly picking one or two. ©️ Pichi28 All Original Content Unless specified otherwise
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Killing Time I had a draft that has the similar topic. The difference between then and now is that *then* I was waiting for people to show up. *Now* I am waiting for a car job to be done. What do you usually do to kill time? .. and what does "killing time" mean? According to a quick google search, killing time is : Yes that. I kind of simulated how today is going to be. I scheduled a car job for maintenance, and then to hit two birds at the same time, I also scheduled a dental appointment. With the scenario reeling in in my head at that time, I figured, if I still come in for work, I will most likely be a useless resource as my dental appointment later in the afternoon will plague me with occasional panic attacks. Yes that. Aside from earthquakes the other most feared item for me would be dentist visits even if it is just for cleaning. I shiver at the thought of hearing the tools, seeing the tools and heck opening the door to the clinic can make me faint I think. That said, my brain agreed it is wise to take the whole day off, do the early car errand and just find some place near I can sit back, wait for the next appointment and ... .*not faint.* I revisited the nearest Starbucks. The one I judged a year ago as not being work-from-anywhere friendly because at that time of my scouting, I found no power sockets. Lo, and behold, I asked the counter which spot has a power socket and I was directed to the couches. It is underneath the couch, so you have to do some yoga to be able to plug your device in. Such a beauty to have just one charger for all possible devices I have that need recharging. So it is final, I am staying till it is time again for me to move. One Christmas drink in hand, a Kouign-amann, a charger, a bluetooth keyboard and a stand for my phone and here we are.. It is a me time and an errand day today and reading and writing and definitely coffee has to be part of it. For today, killing time mostly consists of those what the photo's caption stated. Read. Type. Sip. Repeat. ***Read*** for now means this Read. ***Type*** for now means this typing in Read. ***Sip*** the Christmas drink. Making sure they are small sips as we have to make it last till it is time to move. ***Repeat.*** The variations of Reading and Typing could be that I am reading my Kindle and then typing my thoughts in my journal. Or again I can cook up another draft if *some things are better typed in for the decluttering of the mind*. *So .. how do you kill time?* ©️ Pichi28 All Original Content Unless specified otherwise
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"We can't talk peace and have a gun..." - Francis M.. Funny how that man's name become controversial again just as the "peace for palestine" is rising...
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Who remembers this cool gimmick from coke? Open up that happiness and share it with someone today... Unfortunately ... wala pala akong coke today. Hahah. Coffee na lang
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Anyone still playing upland? LOLs ... Opened my account today.. hoping to re-familiarize myself.. I cannot get out of where I am to go to where my property is.
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My head is currently filled with thoughts of... LOANs. I am baffled and my braincells are, short to say, noisy in my head. They are split in a faction : those who want to be debt-free those who are convinced that being debt-free means not acquiring too many things and possibly a state of mind I AM crazy.
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Unfamiliar State of Sadness I am never a fan of anyone. I mean I may like certain celebrities but I've gone past the obsession of knowing and following them too much. I have been sad on most of stories about some passing on to next life. But never have I ever felt this certain sadness that lingers and pinches your core every once in a while when hearing about it than that of *Matthew Perry's.* https://www.instagram.com/s/aGlnaGxpZ2h0OjE4MzkyNTAzNTA0MDA3NTAz?story_media_id=3225021849691657609_42591204&igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA== It may no longer be a news to most. But talks of his passing on feels like peeling off a thin layer of skin protecting an almost healing puncture. It is close to a paper cut actually. There are far better issues going on around me but when his comes up, a certain pang of pain slows down everything around and at that certain slow motion, I recognize that there is a certain part of me that felt I, too, lost "someone I know" even the rational side of me counter argues with the following strong fact: I only know Matthew Perry by his portrayal of a character in the TV Series F.R.I.E.N.D.S *Chandler Bing* I still find that series incomparable and that one of them was *Chandler Bing* . Kudos to the writers in really capturing "every day life". I remember collecting their full series back in college. And they were my "other set of friends" for a real long while. Years after their 10 seasons their reruns still paints a giddy excitement and a smile on my face. I wanted to buy his book. I wanted it in paperback or hard bound. I have always wanted to read on people writing about their lives from their standpoint. Photo credit to a search in *Amazon's kindle* list of books. Unfortunately the bookstore I aimed for last Sunday was out of stock already. The man working on the customer service kiosk that time told me that it was sold out just that day. They had three in stock but all of it got sold out quickly right after the news of the actor's death at 54. So young. Nonetheless, I bought a kindle copy. Hopefully the cost will be going through to his foundation as well. I've known him as *Chandler Bing*. I may be way late in wanting to know him other than *Chandler Bing* but let us see how his life will still affect people even after the curtain call - the real one. I still feel a wave of sadness every once in a while when I think about it. That one character that completes the group of F.R.I.E.N.D.S -blending well. A portion of me actually mourns - an unfamiliar state specially towards one who I've known only through his character portrayal. Rest easy, Matt. and Thank God for your life. Yours is one that filled mine with lots of laughter. And with your memoir, I am excited, to also see how your life is and will be affecting people who struggled with your ultimate struggle - addiction. His book link here: https://www.amazon.com/Friends-Lovers-Big-Terrible-Thing-ebook/dp/B09M1RPWWL/ref=sr_1_1?qid=1698723651&refinements=p_27%3AMatthew+Perry&s=digital-text&sr=1-1 © Pichi28 | #ClubBrokeBCH All Original Content Unless specified otherwise...
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Those days when I feel the need to write... I write and then they end up being as drafts - in read and in my head.. .
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Just here to quickly read through some articles and some notifs... be writing soon. Just a bit busy with a lot of things.
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That Extra in the Ordinary Divine appointments. Image source : screenshot from Google. Definition source: in screenshot Seems there really are days when ordinary gets bumped up to become extra. ..*. i know a story.....* Jesse stares at the display board of the Macca's he went into and watches as his number gets queued up in the "Now Preparing..." screen. He is about to go for a long drive out of his neighborhood to distress. He thought of picking out a take out from the fast food might be a good idea. It is about to get late and he might not be able to find any more place to eat along the way. He rubs his arms for warmth. The aircon in the place is really chilly. It must be because there are only few people dining in. Of course, it is already 10pm on a Friday. People won't be in the fast food chain if they are out, they would be in the clubs. He looks around and notices how calm and quiet the usual fast food place is. Now the thought of changing his mind from taking the food out to dining in starts playing in his head. The crew from the waiting counter shouts for a number. And the customer took it. Jesse glances up to the board again and sees that his order is about to be called out. He watches the crew as he assembles the final item in his order. Anticipating the crew screaming his number, he approached the counter. He picked his take out paper bag and checked the orders. He walked to the door but decided to stop by one table as he fixed his fries with flavors first. He likes to prepare his fries while it's hot. That way, the powdered flavor will really stick to the sticks. While shaking the bag of fries, he thought maybe it is the proper thing to do after all - to dine in instead. That way, he would not have to think of the trash he would be bringing with him in his car, or to his destination. If he would not be able to find a nearby garbage bin, he would allow his wraps to stay in his car for a while. The thought of it made him unhappy. So he took his stuff and while shaking his bag of fries, he scanned the near empty fast food and looked for a "clean" table. Spotting one, he started to take his food out of the paper bag and unwrapped his burger, opened his box of nuggets, opened the dip, and started taking himself to tummy munchy wonder world. Two more pieces and he's almost done, he felt a tap on his shoulder. Before he looked up, he tried to remember if he parked his car properly and if this man is calling his attention to move his car. But then he did park properly. He wondered what this guy wants. So he looked up and saw it was his old friend or acquaintance. They live in the same neighborhood but really barely got to talk. The last time they talked was about the business venture the friend had and he supported by buying some of the goods he is selling. The neighbor friend is a hard working fella. He is doing good trying to find ways to provide for his family and not bum around and complain about life's weird and unfair cards. They talked for a while. Jesse invited the neighbor to have a seat and join him with his late dinner. They had a good talk. Jesse got to tell him about other ways he can save up through the web banks lately that offer a good interest rate that you get to see credited to your account daily. It may not be a huge thing but it is better than having no savings at all. Neighbor friend has been talking to his other friends about some opportunities to "get more money' but it does cost a lot to start even. So Jesse encouraged the neighbor friend to at least do secure some of his finances and make it grow passively. Agents do talk big on possible income and may sound like they do guarantee you that your investment will give you huge return and stuff but they really do not guarantee and cannot guarantee absolute earnings when the world economy starts to affect the performances. No business or investment is exempted for when these things start going downhill. Jesse had to let the neighbor friend know. Baby steps. Make what you have grow while building the amount to invest someday. No quick cash in this life. My shot.. from my stash of pixels captured.. After some time, neighbor friend needed to leave and pick up a delivery order. They bade farewell and pretty soon Jesse got up and went on his way as well. While going to the car, Jesse shook his head in disbelief. That one few second of a decision to stay, he got to impart a few opportunity and options with his friend. At least he gets that assurance that his neighbor friend will not easily bite on the "huge money back" schemes some of the people neighbor friend is talking to. Baby steps. *What is your story?* © Pichi28 | `#ClubBrokeBCH` All Original Content Unless specified otherwise...
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Did BCH and the others drop again? hmmm that was a short-lived spike yesterday. I hope some read.ers were able to take advantage..
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Nostalgia 1 : Syndicate (1993) I do not know what I am doing currently with my life EXACTLY. But I am not complaining at all. It is my third month since I made a huge decision and the thought of that decision making me "busier" was, as I see it, put on hold. ***Again, I am not complaining at all.*** Not to put my brilliant mind in the state of being idle, I had a lot of time talking with a new colleague. Our jive, though we met only through our company's messenger application, is lit. We get along on most things we can talk about to kill some lull time when we are note busy. And all the time, it felt like I am being taken down memory lane. One of the things that we've talked about are the video games we used to play when we were kids. I am not a gamer. I am just an enthusiast of some games for as long as I get to win most of the time. If it gets any complicated, I give up. Our conversation had me listing down the chill games I wanted to play but are no longer available. And I got to go searching them online. There are online emulators now, anyway. Then I stumbled upon a news that one of the games me and my brother used to play and get really stressed out with was actually adopted by Electronic Arts games. Yes. EA Games and that they are still selling it and it is still playable! Since I am no longer able to update my SIMS 4, I can opt to play something else and thank goodness Syndicate(1993) does not require huge resources from my laptop. I excitedly downloaded and got a bit teary eyed when I started familiarizing the navigations. Nothing has changed. It first came out when you have to run things through DOS. And we still us the F keys for navigating the menu: So much excitement when I heard the theme beat. When I saw the screen transitions and video on load. The logo of the Bullfrog Productions. My oh my! I got right on with playing the game and re visiting the missions that I and my brother found too difficult then. I am not sure if the game got rigged but it was now a lot easier. Or was I now no longer giving myself a hard time in playing the game? The mission map is below. This one's no mission accomplished yet. I used to feel my heart beat fast every time I start a mission. Every time I think my squad is under equipped to face nasty agents. Also I feel under funded - hence, I have not enough guns or weapons to contend with the enemy agents. But this time, I am fearless, surprisingly! Now I got to ALMOST finish the game. *Almost* because there is one final mission that is totally impossible to win in. Yep. That blue circular island in the map below. And I am already in my second round playing red this time and still having so much fun. Ah, that feeling of laughing at my younger self for not being able to complete missions in one go. And to struggle with the mechanics. Also, I think the limited time we are allowed to play PC games when we were younger was also part of the pressure. If we are given one hour, we would like to make sure we do win more missions. Haha. Now that I handle my own time, I can do more. The downside of this emulator game is that I cannot switch screens else, I cannot get it back to full screen again and I'd have to play with the screen size reduced to a quarter size of the monitor display. Anyway, let me get back to my missions....... *What is your story?* © Pichi28 | `#ClubBrokeBCH` All Original Content. Unless specified otherwise... game screenshots are obviously taken from the game itself the laptop waving was created via DALL-E2 because my poor pocket cannot afford to renew my Midjourney subscription just yet. so is the neon doodle (from DALL-E2)
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