One More Thing

As the sun sets, I face the dark night that taunts me with my goal. We grope in the gloomy facets of twilight, warm with the hope that in between the fleeting aeons we will burn in darkness; but we have yet to see ourselves -- lured from a night...

As little kids, we were more enamored by Christmas with its jolly air and countless gifts; we didn't know yet then that there is still a more significant celebration and symbol that ought to take hold of us -- and it isn't the Easter Bunny, silly! Perhaps one good thing...

Dearest One, Legend has it that Saint Valentine wrote a letter to the daughter of his judge before his execution.  I call it the first Valentine's Day letter.  Before the advent of commercialism, people have greeted each other on Valentine's Day through letters.  It's been a long time since I...

We’re almost on the home stretch.  Most articles we were committed to writing have been punctuated swimmingly with a period.  And a few that we thought we could deliver within the given timeline hit a snag.  We were able to pull some magic out of our hat and replaced undelivered...

People fall in line lots of things are a-flying Li’l Luke Skywalker. Waited for a year Bargain hunters on the loose Beanie baby dolls. It’s holiday craze The day after Thanksgiving Tickle me Elmo. What’s the fad this year? Fingerling Glitter Monkeys? Or Roaring Tyler? Let the child decide. But...

Ikaw at ako ngayong Pasko Tila ang kulay ng dusa, lungkot at pagdaralita naglalahong bigla. Init ng pusong umiibig Aking gabay sa hanging kay lamig Damdamin na hatid: tuwa na kay tamis, mundo na kay rikit. Aking buhay na may pait Pagsubok at lumbay Aking dinadalit. Diwang puno ng pag-asa,...

We thank the Almighty everyday, For all the blessings that come our way. For the sun that keeps us tan and warm, For His angels who shield us from harm. For Earth, our home in the Universe, Which to us all like a mother cares; With her valleys, streams, mountains...

The maiden issue of Epistoliorum is finally served.  Like most ambrosial meals, it is only fitting to serve desserts after they are consumed, and it holds true for our first offering of Epistoliorum.  Experience always yields results and in the case of our readers who patiently, and hopefully leisurely, consume contents...

Attending night prayers at the seminary almost always meant hearing that ancient but rather beautiful melody of "Day is done". Many years later even as we close this maiden issue, I hear similar thought-provoking lyrics, albeit, this time on a more worldly tune. Most would tag Barry Manilow ancient though,...