Gauisus Novus Annus!


It has been twenty-three years, why am I still alive.
Nothing seem changed, my clock still ticking even without battery.
Innocence lost, like starving little birds because worms became shakes.
Virginity gone, like trees cut for toilet paper.
Childhood forgotten, like a blind puppy without a bitch
Dreams vanished, like an unending tunnel of no oxygen
Faith wondering, like a chief of no tribe
Beauty melted, like show in Sahara desert

Sadness unfold as the night become day
Libido increases as the sun melt in the sky
Depression escalates as North Pole eliminate
Excitement dies as ocean greases oil
People die as I eat my flesh to the bones.

In my past and future only the present is real and true.

The most comical comic booklet of the Year!

Surely, Iloilo has “improved” although some business establishment (only a few) has not yet improved its customer relation. Wherein refund is a mortal sin and product exchange is a must for their soaring low sales to improve. I felt bad because their fake manager was arrogant and ill mannered. Forgive me Lord I think he deserves to be sent to Social Action Center for conscience formation. Or better yet at the home for the aged because his is burnt out. I did not react because he was ill mannered –the hell I care- what concerns me is his attitude toward customers who’s brown colored, I suppose worst treatment are bestowed amongst less articulate customers who are shy in fighting for their paid rights. I suppose they need P.R. 101.
We arrived in Iloilo City December 5, 2007 for the annual charity event of the founded lay Roman Catholic Community my parents founded ages ago and also the celebration of the 50th year anniversary of our Tailoring Sportswear. It was hilarious, and very exciting. It’s like past meets present. Loyal friends and all people we’re there to celebrate our come back to the scene of public service without media mileage and rand standing.
After the events that happened Tita Lily, my Mom, and me went to Boracay. And I was amazed of how the Department of Tourism improved the ancient Paradise. I salute Sec. Ace Durano for job well done.
It was December 5, after the Boracay trip that our family friend Fr. Jess of the Cistercian Monk in Trappist, Guimaras gave me a very “disturbing illustrated comic book” titled “Pinakatagong Lihim ng Simbahan” with its very very supersonic trying hard editor / want to be writer Very Rev. Msrg. Meliton B. Oso aside from it’s pretentious, I think he is beyond “kulang sa pansin” I think he is self-promoting for 2008 elections. It provokes criticism within the industry of publishing. My God! I hope the Archdiocese of Jaro will realize that Mr. Very Militon Oso is using the medium to promote his fat face and thin conscience. How disgusting can he get! I think he is in midlife crises and shall be reassigned to Tawi-Tawi or Baboyan Island to evangelize his pop culture way of formatting “his fake” conscience.

In essence he is a good man he just messed with the wrong family, which is preparing for a court battle, knowing his ministry is seriously rich. And for me he deserves to be in a jungle wherein he can teach the apes his “ego tripping” method of spreading popular secrets to his fellow KSPP members –Kulang sa Pasin Publising-

In essence, Mr. Very Meliton Oso is an entrepreneur and not a very Rev. Msgr. I believe the best title of the comic booklet is “How to practice false humility, by following me.”
Books are available in stores only in Iloilo City. Read it and be amazed how a “fat face” survives the preface page.

This write up is my own personal point of view.

I am JP Valencia son of Jimmy and Meriam Valencia of Family of Love and Praise Catholic Christian Community.

For comments: everybody_loves_jp@yahoo.com

Welcome my Beloved Grandma Etas!


I love my grandma so much, that I can give up my dream to seek for “public office”. I remember when Lolo died ten years ago, I become closer to my Grandma Etas, and it was the saddest moment in my growing years when she left for San Francisco 1999. And I can still remember we both planted a small Chili plant tree at the back of her house. I would sleep in her room every night, we would cook, play cards and always talk about Lolo Pening and how funny and sarcastic he was. Tomorrow she is arriving and I am very happy that at last I am not alone in this freaking house of dark because it’s full of insecure personalities, including me. At last a real Valencia is in the house! I love her! I love her!
“Love with or without sex is, Love made not to last. Hence, its too Godly for Humans to achieve; therefore Romeo & Juliet was not actually overrated or poetic they where just pragmatically in-love with each other, that they would rather be in the heavens and celebrate their infinite bliss.”

Peace to all men and to the World! I love humanity’s unconditional reproduction of love.”

Why is my Dad Great?

As the truth of history goes, Ancient Rome don’t prioritize women, they we’re less educated and due to that class system they educated themselves by being manipulative inexplicitly; some succeeded in ruling Egypt and some ended beheaded in France. In whatever context, I think and feel, Women parse are feeling beings like Eve -if we put it in the biblical interpretation- she was the cause of Adam’s exile to the Garden of Eden and due to that Kane and Abel were born to represent the disused acclaim for greatness by identifying oneself from Good separate from Evil, and Evil as Separate to Good. Hence, prevalently Freedom is and will always be the cause of age’s civilizations’ reconstruction and destruction.
My Dad is great for he loved me and my confused Mother, courageously and unconditionally. As I was growing up whether my dad has no food or anything I never hesitated to be with him for he feed me with great Love and the Feeling of Security. Come what may I love my Father for he is my great Idol and also he inspires me to work hard and be a MAN!
My mother will remain “manipulative” without grace at all and I will not stop praying for her resignation from controlling my Father who is nothing in mind but to support and Love us All. I respect my Mother but I don’t love her as much as I love my Dad.

“Greatness without Labor is nothing but grandstanding; Hence, Humility with or Without Greatness is tantamount to Sainthood.”

PEACE and LOVE to all men!

Why is my Mother insecure, is she my real mother?

After attending a Mass in our Parish, I told my Mom I think I should run for public office as a Congressman of the Lone District of Iloilo City. She replied in her usual “high pitched voice” as if she is an ancient British Shakespearian actress who found her talent in letting his son’s fantasy turned into a “cold blood” of desperation and depression. Her remarks did not fail my expectation for ultimate disappointment, which developed into self-absorption. I don’t blame her being pessimistic, considering their family background. How sad I don’t have a choice but to simply accept her whole-heartedly without hesitation because I think she is just simply simple. And her simplicity is not “humility” her simplicity is vulgar and prominently consistent without having coherence. Although I have accepted the fact that she is not a person of greatness like my Dad, I just hope someday she can accept the fact that “I am her son too.” Whether I will be a pain in the ass, less achiever or in short, not representing her “EGO” in Public, not like my other great siblings.

I know she will use her great connection to hinder my dream, which is perfectly fine. I just hope she was joking when she said to me that I am not in the proper frame of thought, needless to say "like mother like son."

Have a Great Sunday to all. Don't let other hinder your self-expression especially your Biological Mother.

Do apes' have Emotional Issues?

I woke up this morning, wanting more stupidity. For a month I never seriously surfed TV –I never find it so stupid enough to entertain me. So anyway, I was bored with i-radio in i-tunes –listening to classical music, which tenderizes my numb brains.

Surfing channels on my pre-historic cable was so crazy, I just can’t find the right station that can cater the stupidity I require. –I even skipped coffee for that- I happened to tune in QTV which is by the way improving on its programming. Yet it’s not stupid enough, it didn’t provoke me to think I am part of this the Pilipino Masa. They have this show “Hapinoy” a morning gag show. Their major jokes are so cliché; the hosts are so dead intelligent. Especially when they start to become conscious –crumble is the right word- in trying to be stupid. In fairness to QTV they goaded me on watching the show for five minutes at least. But I think they should improve on their comic styles. And please tell the host to stop using English –although he is cute- his accent is so trying hard. Please self-actualize!

After deluding myself on watching that trying hard morning show, I surfed again I passed by CNN – the news about a hurricane, which is only relevant in Miami. FOX news – it never failed me with their explicit loaded propaganda that is so “vomit sick”. Finally, ANIMAL channel – Chimpanzee behavioral studies, though it’s stupid, which is perfect for my morning wake up call.

A mature ape is hurting a young ape, so they separated him into another cage. And the ape psychologist is explaining it while he is feeding him. -I am so intrigued what is he feeding the poor ape.

The clip is showing his aggressive behavior with his cellmate. So they sent him in another asylum, which the doctor Ape is suggested that he needs a mother figure. –How funny is that? - Then they jumped on justifying why apes behave badly, on one case they pointed that at Saudi Arabia wherein a Ape looking –physically- Prince, brought a young girl Ape to play with. –The clothes of that Paris Hilton Ape are so fabulous. But after months of being an Ape princess, his prince charming ape –owner- evicted her and put her in a sad dungeon castle somewhere in Sahara Dessert.

While watching that horrible reality, I thought of how humans connect with each other. Comparably, Darwin’s Theory of Evolution is actually true in some aspects. Like Apes have certain instincts that is closely related to how humans behave in a way. I doubt to believe that our pre-historic ancestors are actually the Apes. However, I think Darwin’s Theory was only contextualize on the physical appearance of the apes, -progressively transforming into humans- I missed thinking aloud, that maybe aside from having the comparative physical look, maybe –the Apes- have emotional quotient like humans.

In that Apes case, his “highly intelligent” emotional crises –when he was hurting his cellmates- is evident that we might not be equally sharing the same emotional quotient but it is possible to say that his instincts are comparative to humans.

At the later part of the show, it was pointed out by the Ape quack that, the reason why they separate that Ape from other Apes is for him to self-actualize. How ironic and insulting it is for us humans that Apes do self-actualize. And they have their own quack doctor to protect their emotional state. Now it makes sense why, Merriam Defensor doesn’t fix her hair before her privilege speeches at the Senate.

I believe that our instincts –humans- are far way more mature and intelligent, the only difference is choice. Self-actualization or continue our brute bad behaviors. Needless, to say whatever species we think we belong to; cultural differences, economic power and all the definitions this stupid world is trying to define, we still are animals and making a difference in starting to self actualize is a personal emergency issue for me. Self-actualization is very important in our evolution -not only because we are more of the superior animals but also because within this inhospitable cell –the world- is too small for outstanding bad behaviors to prevail.