ABC STARS Inspires

  Pisay B86 - Liberation! From the tyranny of dictatorship; From ignorance and blind subjugation; We met the demands of our scholarship. As we've reached the golden phase of our birth Wond'ring what's next in this journey of life, We pursue careers all over the earth Confronting harsh realities of strife. The PSHS in us continues... Achieved modest milestones, we still ask, "Why?" O'er crests and troughs and lights and darkest hues Brightly shines our Philippine Science High! Quo Vadis B86? Towards TRUTH! Together we'll find our Fountain of Youth! By jlzc, December 30, 2020

  12 What myst'ries to delve This December  Twelve With a sturdy  yelve 'Til we see that elve...

  11 Misty Eleven, Friday blues burden. Music - must hearken. Soon, I'll dance again The Rhumba! 'Til then...

  10 Road to perfection: Patience and vision, Purification, Sweet contemplation. 10th day fruition...

  December Quarantine Rhythm and Rhymes 0 After ground zero I know I must go Overcome this low Have a steady row Comply and follow... 1 This December One Quarantine in town And the day is done Rest for this tired Juan Dreaming of some fun... 2 I wonder what's true This December Two. The sky is faint blue Birds in the field flew Giving me a clue... 3 I wanna be free! Celebrate in glee This December Three. But limits; Oh, Gee! Miss my freedom tree... 4 Days keep coming more Sweeping sands ashore Distant sweet galore This December Four Home I dream... adore... 5 Ah, I'm still alive! Bones and limbs still jive. Abundant thoughts thrive, Goals I shall contrive This December Five... 6 Grey December Six What is there to fix? Perhaps, mess-up mix Or a tell-tale jinx In this world of flicks... 7 What worldly concern December Seven Shall bring to my den? To highest heaven I'll dare and I'll yearn...

STATE OF THE NATION (July 27, 2020) ABRACADABRA… Crystal Ball, Who’s the greatest of them all? In four so long years of presidential power, Thousands of suspects dead: forming Babel’s tower.   The war on drugs not sufficient enough, A war on terror must be waged; more tough! The Anti-Terrorism Law now passed, To unleash arrest-frenzy power-lust! Government SUSPICION now reign supreme. Made real, the martial law they so dream! Accountability wily erased. PNP’s right to be wrong now embraced! Trust them, They will not abuse. So they say. Incriminating evidence they lay. Orchestrated buy-busts – malevolent! No fear of God, they only fear dissent. The ABS-CBN now silenced. Brought down the oligarchy, as pre-text. Real reason? They made PRD incensed! Puppets in Congress. Powers imbalanced. ABRACADABRA… Crystal Ball, Who’s the wisest of them all? 19 Petitions to challenge, so far... Before the Supreme Court, the terr...

KASARINLAN by jlzc, June 12, 2020 Dose ng Hunyo, bukang liwayway, Sikat ng araw, liwanag taglay! Mula Abra hanggang sa Zamboanga, Salot ng dilim, di mapayapa! Sakit patuloy lumalaganap. Sistema at solusyon, mailap. Iba-ibang mga deklarasyon Kaguluhan ng administrasyon! Dayuhan patuloy sinasamba. Mapangaping batas terorista! Panakot at dahas sating bayan. Kawalan, likas na kayamanan! Hanggang kailan, O Bayang Magiliw? Sa manlulupig, DI NA PASISIIL!

Realistic Realities: The Descent of the Holy Spirit By: jlzc, May 31, 2020 The end of May in lockdown wear and tear... "How long shall our funds last?" Asked my daughter. "As long as you have your supply of beer?" Deeply concerned that I've no work, no cheer. Child then, you asked: "Isn't God our Father?" So would He abandon us, AB dear? "Yes... no...just being realistic here..." Still quite concerned; my growing teenager. God, our Father is not realistic, You mean? ..."Papa! That's being sarcastic!" Quo vadis? In these quarantine concerns... Fear, sickness, death, uncertainties, and germs... Come, Holy Spirit! In our times of dearth. Renew with Thine Love, the face of the earth!

Blessings by jlzc, May 4, 2020 This is the day the Lord has made. Rejoice! Amidst a quarantine still extended. The gift of life pervades: well-spring of joys And dreams more than merely contemplated. Antonio, Bernardita exchanged vows Henceforth came fourteen children Love Sonnet Establishing the dreamed ABC house. Reaching for the STARS and streaking comet! On this day I took oath as a lawyer. Life, liberty, property, human rights... A daunting task; so easy to falter. To depths of despair extinguishing lights. Alas! His grace is much more than enough! Though weak, I am blessed with a sturdy staff!

Easter 2020 By jlzc And what is the truth? We always wonder. More so these times our world's torn asunder. When leaders in denial still blunder Nations in confusion deigned to suffer. It is just a mere virus, no worry. Boost our immune system and let it be. RED business and profit is primary. We cannot lose this opportunity. But now, almost two million infected And over a hundred thousand lie dead, Nations scramble to contain with lockdowns -This deadly virus in cities and towns. Is this a Providential wrath foretold? -Or simply human bio-engineered? How can we pierce these veils of cover-up? Expose the fake news, lies and viral app! The Truth shall set us free in radiant might Greater than darkness is the Risen Light!

(by jlzc, January 6, 2019) In this Feast of Epiphany, Homage to the Blessed Baby. To follow the star of fixed bars, Or could we rewrite our own stars? This journey of recovery, Prayer and patience, aplenty! Along the shore of gentle waves, Soothing what the soul deeply craves. In search of what’s precious and true, Where do we go? What must we do? Greater than darkness is God’s light! More than our weakness, is His might! Gold for the youth, for our children! I’ll dream again, I live again!

Rejoice! It is the season of Advent and The Star is about to rise... Amidst a dark 2018 sickness, death, destruction, fake news and lies. After a year for the consecrated, now comes the year for the youth - Renewed heart with greater compassion and zest for the pursuit of truth! With the efforts of the United Nations, Yemen is blessed with a ceasefire. With much strife in Syria, there is still hope for healing, music and the lyre. In our beloved Pearl of the Orient, amidst a continuing culture of impunity, The Balangiga bells shall ring again to rally tested spirits weary but free! In our own limits and confines of wherever we find ourselves to be, On vacation, at work, in transit, heavy traffic, as far as the eyes can see, Much ado about a lot of things and yet they fail to perpetually satisfy. A journey of healing, walking by the bay, up a hill, continues to intensify! With greater patience, as this unquenchable desire is ready to burst. With joy...

About 2025 years ago, a Light shone bright on Bethlehem town. Wrapped in swaddling clothes far from an opulent royal gown. Emmanuel, “God with us”, such a phenomenon, it must be crazy. To be human like us, taking pain and suffering, abandoning all glory! In present times when we have the darkest, saddest moments of life, Faced with uncertainties, sickness, death, and unending fraternal strife, Much struggle it becomes to see beyond the pervading storms of doubt. Much emptiness, helplessness, this draining deep experience of drought! Ah, where could solace in these trying times be adequately sought? Christmases thru the years, this Saviour born in a family has brought. In each home we thus venture to share the Season’s hope and joy; Taking journeys all over to seek the saving grace of Mary’s baby boy! From Bohol to Baguio, and to Bicol, I have seen Bethlehem’s Light! From the darkness, I have witnessed the saving power of His Might! ...

(By jlzc, November 24, 2018) Exactly three months have passed since I had a mild M.I. On the eve of my birthday I was on the brink to eternally lie Together with the beloved departed enthralled on High. But The King has a different mission for me than now to die. Why others have to go on and others stay on, a mystery still. Dreams and choices we make or a higher design to fulfill? What lies ahead we could only surmise and deign to be blessed, With patience, perseverance and unlimited generosity of heart! In 2018 in support of the clergy and consecrated persons we labored. A wounded heart renewed, what yearnings shall now be favored? Facing my golden year 2019 dedicated by the Church for the youth, Perhaps greater compassion for the emptiness that we seek to soothe. On this eve of the Solemnity of Christ the King, an offering I chose. To give all gold with a heart as tender and mystical as the Rose!

Passion inflames! Heart is renewed. The beat beckons. Football resumed!

(By jlzc, November 10, 2018) “Sunrise, sunset... Sunrise, sunset... Swiftly, flow the years. One season following another, laden with happiness and tears.” i Just barely a month from the time of dear Nerisa’s passing away, All Saint’s Day, All Soul’s Day, then your time on Nov. 4, a Sunday. Mama-Lola Nena, who, like a child spritely revels in her zest for life, Refused to go with Nerisa when fetched, terminal illness in spite! She wants to live on for her dear Rani and Redelsa and her grandchildren. Being with them in growth and travel; Ah, she considers simply HEAVEN! For Migara, it is overcoming our weaknesses towards immortality. For AB, Kuya Migara’s rare hug and smile is already so heavenly! For Mommy, amidst pain and suffering Lola’s sweet smile in peace. For Papa, winning cases for the oppressed crying out for justice! In this valley of tears, all these joys are but heavenly glimpses. But for Mama-Lola, Heaven now, is full communion w...

(By jlzc, November 1, 2018) This All Saints Day, I wondered: Where do the spirits go? Gave me the goose bumps as I stood where waters flow. Many childhood stories grim and happy we came to know. Legend, fiction, or reality, different scenarios would show. To the light, full of hope, or to the darkness and gloom! To churches, cemeteries, ships, hi-ways, houses or a room. To unexplored places where the mysterious abound and loom. To salvation and eternal happiness or suffering and doom. Circumstances of death may be in agony or in peace. Or crimes and extra-judicial killings crying out for justice! Where ever near or far our feet excitedly take us to roam, Restless souls, our hearts always long to go back home! Reunited in glory with the Groom, in communion with Saints! A heavenly banquet, my mind in a picture, rejoicingly paints! photo credit: translator, artist, Renai...

(By jlzc, October 21, 2018) From the banks of the mystic river of Marikina, Springs out a bubbly soul by the name of Nerisa. The zest of life resplendent in your lovely face, Your presence fills us with much charm and grace. Why such gentle soul could suffer in such a way, Befuddles me as I contemplate life, day unto day. My suffering pales in comparison with yours, If it could compare at all. By will or on course. One of the kindest hearts I’ve known, always in glee. Despite conventions and restrictions your spirit free! This Red October, my heart renewed. I live on. Sad October, your lungs collapsed. You have gone. Is it fate? Is it choice? Or is it a Higher Will? Much had passed. Much to say. A Mystery still...

(By jlzc, October 22, 2018) October 22, 2018, now you are Thirteen. My little girl is little no more as clearly seen. Those eyes long seeking to be independent Have taken in much and become resplendent. You had your wishes, Mommy had to go to Manila To attend to the ailing me, your lola and your tita. How it went for you, at first: a happy Peace and Quiet! Then absence prolonged as we could not go home yet. You missed Mommy, you considered the light of the home! During operation you felt the anxiety of being left so alone. The comfort of your kuya Migara and another present tita, Carried you through as you focused on school work at Jagna. As parents, we strive as much to always be by your side. But the opportune times come that we must stand aside. License: (license) photo credit: beamillion Happy birthday via photopin (license)

(By jlzc, October 18, 2018) October 1, 2018, during the triple bypass procedure, I felt nothing as I was sedated, no room for any seizure. Thank goodness that this time, it was UNEVENTFUL. But it is in the aftermath, that all else became painful! Well-wishes and prayers for a FAST and SPEEDY recovery! How could it be when I was told to take it SLOW and EASY? Don’t baby the agony and the pain; rise up and move around! With the bills, my heart beat out of rhythm in raucous pound. Despite much restrictions, infinite possibiities still abound! I cannot travel yet to Bicol or Bohol, hence, literally aground. But I can reach for the stars while in hospital and refuge confines! A Spyrometer a star can do 3000, I also aimed; persistence refines. “In weakness, Power reaches Perfection!” is rather paradoxical. Give ALL til nothing left, in order to follow Him, IS Providential! photo credit: Katrinitsa I...