I'm back in Kauai again...to see my new friends once again. I'm back in
the confinement of my room...bored. Alas! I found solitude keeping me
It's great to be appreciated. I was glad to have lunch with the local
Ilocano folks where we shared stories. They were glad to see the success
of one's perseverance. It inspires them.
It is good to learn that you loved your experience in Maui. I wish I was
with you and your daughter to show you more of the beauty it possess.
It's my last day in Kauai. I have made friends and memories. I've learned
a lot and am glad to be able to share a part of me to the people of Kauai
called the Garden Isle.
I'm back on Maui. Tired and missing so much of the life I've missed. Truly,
Maui no ka oi! There's so much catching up to do. I received a mother's
great delight to a son.
It's great to spend time with your best friend and his family at the Maui
County Fair. It makes me think of what's ahead...I await for that day.
What he feared for a while happened. She went back to where she was and
every one around her felt for the one who could have given her tomorrow
what she can't have today. He moved on with his living today. He must
say goodbye at last for she have chosen the path.
Tomorrow's bliss is worth the wait. Sorrow has its own place for it came
to pass. Patience shall reap its rewards because everything that has happened
was put in motion by the Hand that wrote it.
I have learned not to cry when it is not necessary. When I cry, it's because
I am cleansing my soul.
Silence once again came into my circle. The presence that enveloped this
room have fled because it was pretentious. However there's no more desire
for it to occupy again.
I met you today. Have you ever diagnosed someone in your life who has
a broken heart? Give me your prognosis.
He believed that the essence of one's being is reflected by a presence.
A poem was written in the middle of the night.
of the Void
by. J.Q. Gonzales
a moment is a blink of an eye
Like a wind passing through
Leaving behind memories
Like photographs taken
Seen once then forgotten
Like the footprints in the sand
The waves wash them away
And the sands are once again
Define the mystery of the void
Oh he longs for the moment
A wish he made
Upon tossing a coin he held on his hand
Perhaps time can tell as he sought no answers
While the universe knew what is going on
And conspires to make his wish happen.
"You can tell whether a man is clever by his answers. You can tell
whether a man is wise by his questions." - Author Naguib Mahfouz