Personal ANNecdotes

Personal ANNecdotes - Creative Non-Fiction - My Personal Blackhole.

Sometimes, you enter a phase in your life where you are not even aware you are becoming part of it.

When you just want to shun all those noise around you and listen to just one important voice that matters and stirs your emotions.

When you just want to sit and watch and not care about those people running around in circles, going frenetic over little, useless things that don't add meaning to life.

Welcome adulthood. It's that stage in life when you are comfortable with laughing at your small and even major follies while you were growing up as a kid. You see the same circumstances happen around you, see other kids and teens going through those same situations you've been in when you were at the same age and calmly laugh and tell that youngster, "It's okay. You'll get over it someday."

You become more understanding, more forgiving to those individuals who have unintentionally or intentionally hurt you because what matters is your peace of mind and not your selfish pride.

When quiet times become a blessing and not boring moments because you go through all the constant noise as you go about work, life and inevitable circumstances.

When minutes of sitting over a cup of coffee and idly watching people go around, or staying hooked to a good read or novel keeps you relaxed, refreshed and excited.

Adulthood is more of a stage where you lose much of your youthful energy, yet gain more of that old age wisdom to help you decide on the more important things.

But sometimes, maintaining that vibrant vigor does help you enjoy life more every single day.

I guess, I have accepted life as it is and preferred the peace and the calm that come along with old age. I am far from being a senior citizen yet, I am slowly embracing the fact that I too, will just be like those oldie folks I look up to when I was just a kid.

Welcome adulthood! Give me enough rest so I can continue to make the right decisions everyday.

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On Raphaelle's Wings

RAPHAEL is one of the seven guardian angels who protect mankind and follow God's plans.

While some people believe that he was the angel meant to give luck to cockfighters and betters, Raphael was actually there to guide and heal the brokenhearted.

Thus, Raphael meant "God heals."


This is my corner amongst the sea of many identities and characters.

This blog contains the many thoughts, questions and ponderings that my mind held for so long.

So, sit back, relax and prepare to take a flight.

Let Raphaelle's (my female persona) wings take you on a journey beyond compare, to a faraway land you sought to conquer, touch, see and hold.

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