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I am Ariel.
The world we live in is a lonely world. Here, true happiness is hard to find.
We are on a continuing quest for happiness. As we spend our days in this world, we look for things, places, people, and activities that help us forget for a while that we are in a lonely world. We mingle with people, exchange praises with them, laugh with them, or cry with them. At the end of the day, we still find ourselves alone.
True happiness is not in this world.

My first (and abandoned) blog:Mizundahstood
My second (abandoned) blogThe Road Less Traveled By
MY first serious project:Omniana Online. Interactive. Empowering. Initiating change.
My First Youngblood article.

Other cool links:
Listen to some music from my fave band--Rivermaya
The Interview with God Watch it. Be inspired by it. Share it.
Pathways to Higher Education.
Pathways Mindanao
Visit, read and help.

I just want to be a stronger human being.

.:Leave a Trace:.

The ones who are happy in their respective fields belong to a pool of people who stuck to their teenage daydreams, got in early and refused to quit, despite all the challenges and expectations of society.
Gino dela Paz, Phippine Daily Inquirer's Super Columnist

Kitchie Nadal

Alam mo ba ang nadarama, ng isang iniiwasan?
Alam mo ba ang naiisip, ng isang may sakit?
Mahirap isipin, ang mga bagay
Na di mo kinalalagyan, Na di mo nararanasan

Ngunit nandito ako, ipinakikita sa inyo
Ang aking sinapit, dahil sa natamong sakit
At nandito ako, umaabot sa inyo
Humihingi ng kalinga, hindi ng inyong awa

Maraming nagsasabi, sa huli ang pagsisisi
Ngunit kundi dahil sa pagsisisi, aral ay ipagsasantabi
May bukas pa para sa akin, may landas pang tatahakin
Mundo'y lalagyan ng kulay, habang ako'y nabubuhay


Aking nais, kaibigan ko, unawa't kalinga mo

Tuesday, December 14, 2004
The stars are crawling westward
But have not, at least, sunken to nowhere.
Poor souls, young and free
wallow in the darkness.
The last bottle is emptied.
The spirit runs where blood should be.
The world whirls around unstoppably.
Unknown to each other were he and she.
But stares, like needle, prick so deeply—
and inside, blood gushes forth so rapidly—
the nearest hiding is the place to be.
The moans and groans
with every thrust
seem to them a melody.
Their pulsating and sweating bodies
go with the rhythm
till morning comes,
when stars have gone to another place,
there, where more poor souls rejoice,
she cries in guilt and pain.

Ariel C. Lalisan

Posted at 06:18 pm by aclworld

January 11, 2005   12:53 AM PST
hey, u've got really thotful ones dere! i like em. keep up d gud work. wil cum again...

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Forgive me if my thoughts are shallow.

Forgive me if I have not fed your soul.

Forgive me if I haven't satiated your longing.

For I am human; I have imperfections.

This is me.

This is my world.

I am a lonely soul.

Would you join me here?

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