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audentes fortuna juvat: 21March2008, 7:45pm: Face to Face with the Moon
ABOUT ME:
chalkleight
chalkleight
Los Banos, Laguna, Philippines
usually first impression s'kin mataray,masungit and the likes..uhm,sad to say totoo un kc hndi ako msyadong sociable unless there's something in one person that i really like..sbi ng mga close s'kin good listener dw ako but i think im better in ignoring what they are saying pero when i feel n kylangn mo tlga ng mkikinig sau game ako lalo n kung nkakarelate ako s topic mo..'yoko s mga self-proclaimed..those who say a lot 'bout themselves (who cares 'bout them,anyway?) hehehe..trip ko mga humorous kc moody ako..another thing 'bout me is ung temper ko..uhm,it's always at the edge, u knw what i mean..if u nid 2 knw more basahin mo mga testi s'kin kc im sure they say a lot of things 'bout me.. :]
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Saturday, March 22, 2008
21March2008, 7:45pm: Face to Face with the Moon
21March2008, 7:45pm: Face to Face with the Moon
It’s Good Friday but God still permitted me to run, otherwise I would not have gone running three rounds and walking another three rounds along the Freedom Park, burning my lungs and hopefully, my excess fats too. I missed jogging. It has been almost three weeks since I did my last jog.
I know that God willed it that the moon was at its fullest for people like me to admire it, envy it and pity it.
Jogging exhausted me for a while but as usual, after completing my third round of walking I was again revived.
The serenity surrounding the oval (lower field, where the grandstand was located) invited me to do whatever my instinct will be telling me. I slowly walked towards the center of the oval. I felt the coolness of the air evaporating my sweat. I let my hair flew with the wind. I tossed my head back and extended my hands laterally. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, filling my lungs with fresh night air. It was so relaxing. I was even feeling everything around me.
I wondered how many people were lucky enough to have done and felt the same thing before, or were doing and feeling the same thing at the same time with me in a different spot yet with the same scenery as what surrounded me.
As if the most natural thing to do, I sit myself on the grass. It was my first time to do that. Alone, without even a mat and under the gloriously shining full moon.
I stared at the moon while hugging my knees. I kept staring at it. Keenly observing the different shapes of the clouds approaching it. The sky was perfect. Clear enough for such a moment.
Nothing was there. Only the moon and I. Every sound slowly faded. Everything seemed to go closer then suddenly disappeared. I have no idea what occurred to me but I just noticed that teardrops fell from my eyes. For no reason at all.
For a flash of time, I remembered everything I have forgotten or just pretending to forget. The feeling was awful yet fulfilling. It was not the moon I was facing. Not the moon at all, but myself. At that blessed moment, seriously, I felt complete.
I wanted to hold on to that feeling, to that amazing fraction of time, but then decided not to. Because if I did, I know I will just spoil it. So after a while, I let go. I let it fade away with my tears. But I stayed longer just sitting there. Lost in random meaningless thoughts. Sucked in an empty imagination. I realized one important thing though. People around me are wrong to think that I am a person who knows exactly what I want, but rather, I am the kind who knows what exactly I do not want. Those two things are different, aren’t they?
I started to look forward for the next full moon, during when I’ll have the chance of repeating what I have experienced. Before standing up and going back to my place, I thanked God for letting me feel loneliness and completeness at the same brilliant time. When I turned my back from the moon, I instinctively glanced at it ones more, then I smiled.
