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James Z. Carpio, writer Feeling excited and I am holding to that and keeping on believing. I hope it will happen. I am not entertaining thoughts of losing the dream. My faith in God is strong. I keep telling myself why am I doing this again, and, practically, I gave up my love life for that one in a million chance. No hesitations. I only have my little nephew in mind. I have to make it there, I was able to make my dreams in New York happen. That song that says if you make it in New York, you will make it anywhere. I was able to see The Statue of Liberty in the island, Times Square and I have seen The Phantom of The Opera. Lady Luck is on my side. However, I do not believe in luck rather I believe in miracles. God's miracles. Now, I know how my countrymen feel when that opportunity is served on a platter. It feels wonderful. I am at awe. Who would have thought? A writer? There? At the back of my mind, I am thinking, how come I have to leave to achieve my goal...

Ascension Press  and  Ascension Presents   in collaboration with  Inspires   give you this riveting magnum opus.‎.. Condensed Reflection by James Z. Carpio I do not complain most of the time, I remember when I was a young boy my father told me, "you have to speak up Son, because I cannot read minds and I need to know what I could help you with, okay?" From then on, I would tell my father when I would need his help with anything. The Lord's Prayer, succinctly, has a line which states: give us this day our daily bread. I believe that this is the time that we ask gifts from God. Ask and you shall receive. Divine Providence. I am blessed and because of that I am truly grateful to God. "In all things I give thanks to God," just like what Father Mike advises.  A gift and an opportunity? The fact that I had been able to use my gift of writing has turned this out into a wonderful opportunity to share my blessing...

STATE OF THE WORLD (April 15, 2018) ABRACADABRA… Crystal Ball, Who’s the greatest of them all? Over a hundred missiles rained down on Syria, From the triumvirate of U.S., U.K., and France in euphoria. Boasting “Mission Accomplished!” against Bashar Assad, “He used chemical weapons!” their endless ballad. The use of deadly chemical weapons is an abominable atrocity. But to strike before an actual investigation is greater barbarity! ABRACADABRA… Crystal Ball, Who’s the wisest of them all? These allied nuclear powered nations made their declaration  The Syrian Government must be held accountable on mere suspicion! They claim to have clear evidence to justify their unilateral attack. Evidence as conclusive and infallible as their evidence of WMD in Iraq! Disregarding International law to punish a non-nuclear sovereign state. Their supreme suspicion is synonymous with guilt; that, one cannot debate. ABRACADABRA… Crystal Ball, ...

In the world, the people I belong to, the ones that I, truly, identify with are the broken people. I am broken. There was one day, that I became sick and tired of it, that I threw away all the broken things. I threw away the broken chair, and everything broken. Nobody would listen to me. Hearing is different from listening. Listening with love is what broken people need. When I was a young boy. I was robbed of my sanity. Then, it became downhill from then on. You may know Kurt Cobain, Robin Williams and many others. I know how they felt like to have a broken spirit. Yes, they were successful. They had a family, a rewarding career.  However, it is an illness. Some want to live more after being diagnosed with Cancer or something else. With my people, we had it so bad that we just want to stop the anguish and the pain and the suffering. How do you fix a broken spirit? It is a jungle out there. There are wolves in sheep's...

It was a long queue at the arrival immigration area. The lady in front of me is British, she may be of Persian or Turkish descent, and the three other people behind me are British. A gentleman who is having a holiday and same with a senior couple who is also from Britain.  We talked about Brexit, BBC, New Zealand. Then, I told them I am from the Philippines. The wife said, "Oh! When we went on a cruise, your people were the ones who assisted us, but, we feel a bit forlorn because they are away from their children and they are guided by the grandmother". I nodded, and I replied, "Well, at least they have jobs, and it would pay for the bills". Then, the discussion became a little bit about Politics, so we decided to talk about the weather. They wanted to escape winter. I said the weather conditions are getting more bizarre than usual. I was alluding to Climate Change.  Then, I told them to enjoy their stay in Kuala Lumpur. They, actually, invited me to c...

It is all up to you. You do realise that don't you? If you look down you only see the ground. However, you feel grounded. You have a foothold. A foundation. If you look straight ahead, you could choose a plethora of horizons; a dawn, a dusk, a cityscape, a provincial vista, an endless ocean, a panoramic mountain view, a desert, an oasis, a field, and myriad perspectives. It is all up to you. But then, if you look up, you see no limits. When was the last time you saw the moon and the stars? When was the last time you saw the clouds and the sun? Forward thinking. You would always be asked where do you see yourself five years from now? or how about ten years from now? For me, that is the most absurd question in the whole world. Why? I am not a fortune teller. I am not a prophet. I am not a visionary. I would rather be asked, "What do you want to accomplish in your life?" With the aforementioned questio...

Ascension Press  and  Ascension Presents   in collaboration with  Inspires   give you this riveting magnum opus.‎.. Condensed Reflection by James Z. Carpio Literally, I stared at a wall clock for over an hour. I sat still during the entire experiment. Probably, I should have been indoors because the balcony of our home is nearby the busy road. However, the peripheral noises disappeared. Calmness, tranquility, and peace surfaced in my heart. I prayed that, practically, I am ready to see Him. After going through the stages of confronting the challenges of a lingering acute illness, any given day I would be blissfully grateful to, finally, see His eyes. To see my Creator, the Perfect Creator who can write sensible lines while I, as His creation could only write approximated lines. Yet, He guides me. He corrects my errors. Literally, with the advent of modern technology a misspelled word will have a red underline. That in itself is am...