"The way to see by faith is to shut the eye of reason."
-Benjamin Franklin
back in the barrio about 100 years ago, a young girl named maria felt totally madly in love with this pretty boy named pedro. she had only seen him once; at the dance during their barrio fiesta yet she knew right then that he was meant for her.
she had heard pretty awesome stories about this pretty fellow pedro - eldest son, pride of his father. industrious and smart, a loving kuya and with a smile that made every girl’s heart melt. and so maria’s feelings grew stronger each passing day for the guy she never had any chance of talking to for he was from another barrio.
one thing maria didnt realize was that pedro’s interest was already set on her from that single and brief moment their eyes made contact at the dance.
now pedro is a sepak takraw enthusiast. and this month-long fiesta celebration brought him back to maria’s barrio a week after to play for the inter-barangay takraw championship match.
maria’s heart leapt upon hearing this wonderful news. and the sudden glow upon her face was surprisingly undeniable. her lips were arched to an incontrollable smile that everyone in the neighborhood just can’t help but notice. everyday she’d watch pedro play.
the festivities was about to finally end at the "gabi ng parangal at pasasalamat".
that night was a magical moment for maria for she was the one to present the medal to pedro for being the most valuable player. that event brought the two of them the closest..physically. it made maria’s feet a little bit shaky and the palms of her hands a little bit wet. but the joy in her heart was the only thing she was ever aware of.
the parangal ended up with a dance - again - and the two of them danced for the first time and for the longest time. and maria just didnt want the night to end. she wanted to be in pedro’s arms for the rest of the night and hopefully forever.
soon after, they were married.
the fairytale ended and reality stepped over.
after a year, pedro started beating her up. went home always drunk and spent his entire sunday in tupada or sabong loosing the entire money maria made the whole week from her labada.
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it turned out, all the good-ol’ stories about the pretty boy pedro of before were imaginings of cute little girls enthralled by pedro’s good looks. and the fantasized stories grew "bigger and brighter" as more and more girls giggled each time pedro passed by.
only now, it’s too late for maria.
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"do not let your passion cloud over your reason"
-an advise to alexander the great
of course i only made up that story above. but the point is, the heart is never a realiable source for reason and understanding. there is this saying, "emotions can be deceiving" and they often are. that’s why we validate things around us, things we are uncertain of. or even things that we think we’re already certain of which was my case.
if i say i honestly believe in my heart that ive talked to superman last night and he told me that i should tell other people about him and that he is coming back to save mankind, you will say i am delusional.
but then you can only say i am delusional if you honestly believe that i honesty believe in what i am saying.
otherwise you can only call me a liar or a prankster.
that would be the same case for a terrorist who planned of bombing a commercial building in the belief that he is fighting a holy war in the name of allah. he too, wholeheartedly believes he was sent by his god through the koran and mohamed’s prophet and that he is sent on a mission.
the tibetan monk’s wont go down the mountains as much as possible for they found inner peace in the monasteries where they believe they are continually purged into total enlightenment by the words of buddah.
if the heart is the basis for god, then every god is true and real to each individual who thinks so. and the truth about god would be relative.
but then the condemnation of another god between each individual would again arise and the trouble again begins.
"Question with boldness even the existence of God; because if there is one, he must more approve of the homage of reason than that of blinfolded fear."
-Thomas Jefferson
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