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In a very distant past, it is said that you are what you eat. Then came the time when you are what you read, followed by not long ago of you are what you watch. Now here in the electronic generation, is there such a thing as you are your blog?

Having similar thoughts on the subject over a year ago on a blog's appeal & the level of privacy, how much of our blog are we really part of? If weblogs are personal sites that uses dated log formats, or personal journals, how much of it reflects the author's character? Now that it has paved its way in the information highway, can we really know a person by merely his blog?

As weblogs exploded the internet, there are so many blog characters representing various subjects as an extention of one's personal thoughts in total freedom. It could be from the most significant to the most trivial issues but the sharing remains as personal. It has become a meeting point of either with common & adverse opinions. But as far as sharing goes, big or small, part or whole, truth or superficial, rooted or skin deep, a blog will never be free of first impressions & assumed ideas of the author's personality - even if he shares only a part of himself.

If blogs can be an extension of one's personality, could we now simply rely on the design & layout as clothing, the writing style as the educational background, the writing tone as the emotional balance and the choice of topic as a mirror of intelligence? Then blogging is not for the faint-hearted for there is no way of avoiding it. Anything you decide to share, everything you put in your blog is relative to different kinds of people.

A simple & modest blog design does not always mean the author is not skilled in coding. Writing is universal & there will be hundreds of ways to express one's thoughts & the tone only conveys a specific moment. Then the choice of topic will always depend on one's privacy. It is always the author's choice of what part of him he wishes to share. The thing is when you share a part of you, no matter how big or small, elaborate or discreet, someone will never go past their first impressions - curiosity dying with it - as if they already know.

In our time of reality shows & voyeurism, as in the blogsphere, it takes maturity to understand its concept - freedom & tolerance from a mix of everything different. I would still like to believe that there is more behind the blog in people, a coming together of the same interests & learning - that your blog cannot truly give you away even if you try to. It will be too easy. But we cannot help to judge & be judged by our blogs.

Then to blog or not to blog - is purely your choice.

isang gabi ako ay nagpapahinga, napansin ko ang bituin

at ako ay tilang nakatulog, di ko napansin ang aking narating
ako raw ay nasa ibang mundo, kulay rosas ang ginto
ng ika'y aking unang nakita, araw ko ay sumaya

Ilang mega taon na rin ang nakalipas noong dinadayo namin ng walang kamatayan ang Kalye Bar sa Palanca. Isang daang piso, dalawang red horse, habang sigaw na hiling kantahin ng banda ang Beep Beep o Balong Malalim ng Juan de la Cruz. Ilang isang daang piso at red horse, ilang kanta na inihatid kami sa ibang lugar, sa ibang mundo sa loob ng ilang oras. Minsan naman sa ilalim ng buko, naka-upo sa mesang sira, walang pansin na sigaw nating kanta Ang Himig Natin habang naghihintay sa dagat ng Nasugbu. Nakapikit at kahit nakadilat, ang mundo sa harap natin ay totoo. Payapa, kasama ang kaibigang tunay, ang kinabukasan ay mararating pa lamang sa ibang daigdig.

Ngayon pagkaraan muli ng panahon, ang walang tigil na tinig nanaman ni Pepe Smith at Mike Hanopol ang maririnig sa loob ng sasakyan ko - mga parehong tugtugin at salita sa ibang lugar at mundo, lumalakbay sa iba't-ibang panahon. Isang kinabukasan na ang naabot at isa nanaman bahagi ng kinabukasan ang hinaharap. Walang tigil na bukas. Baka nga minsan, may mga taong pumipilit humawak sa nakaraan dahil walang maabot ngayon ni bukas. Kung minsan, kasama tayo sa mga taong ganon.

Ganon lang talaga ang buhay, sagana sa paglakbay - sa gawa, sa panahon at sa isip. Ngunit sa ating paglalakbay, di maari na parating masaya. At sa paglakbay natin, parating may magbabago at minsan nakakadala ito ng lungkot.. Kung minsan ganado tayo sa lahat ng pangyayari sa buhay natin at kung minsan nawawalan tayo ng gana. Yan ang mga panahon na binabalik-balikan natin ang kahapon. Lahat tayo dumadaan sa mga araw na ganito. Di ito kaka-iba.

Ngunit nakakalungkot rin talaga na pagkatapos ng tatlong pu't pitong taon ng Juan de la Cruz ay pinapakinggan ko pa rin sila.

*Ang album Maskara ay pasalubong ni jeanette, pangatlo ng Juan de la Cruz, inilabas ito noong 1975. Wala pa akong 5 taon noon.*

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