The Chandelier by Joel F

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I was in a bar when i heard the song again, Sia’s The Chandelier.  At 2 am something in the past comes back again. I don’t know why, there’s something with the chandelier that gives me this creepy feeling. Nope, it’s not the song, i’m referring to the “Chandelier” itself.

Although i’ve seen a hundred chandeliers in more than a hundred places, there are only two memorable occasions when the chandelier left its strong impressions.

First, when our family went to an uptown hotel, my sight was immediately centered to a humongous chandelier . As a child i was amazed by the chandelier’s  intricate design. The countless artful bulbs that give its blinding lights above the red carpet at the center of the lobby seem to welcome you with a screaming voice, announcing your arrival. It was beautiful. I was mesmerized until we went to a wake of a relative.  From then on, it change everything.

I was a child when we visit a  relative. The funeral home with its huge chandelier. The  chandelier had made its impact on my young mind.

The place evokes sadness, while the adults were having their conversation, i was left alone tending for myself.  Since the place is not huge unlike that posh hotel, my wandering eyes were just restricted to the huge chandelier above the coffin.

At the center i see nothing but the white box and the chandelier.  And since i refused to look at the white box, my time was spent most of the time on that intricate but creepy chandelier.

Of course there were flowers, but the chandelier’s  presence is too strong to be ignored.  Its brass finished, its design and the lights seem like a distraction.  Who would ever thought of putting a chandelier in a funeral home?

Their existence was supposed to be just for the sole purpose of welcoming us for a celebration, the one with grandeur and splendor like the one in the posh hotel..

But things have changed, as i reached the middle age, i realized that death is not something to be afraid of.  Now i know why there’s a chandelier on that place, death is a  milestone, a step to the next dimension .

And the Chandelier and its lights welcomes our arrival to that final destination.

Although honestly, it’s an event i have long accepted that is bound to happen. It’s the only future event that i don’t really look forward to. 🙂

So call me crazy , everytime i see a huge chandelier, i always take a second look because it always remind me of a wake, a funeral place.

I remember visiting a relative in L.A.  As soon as we entered her huge beautiful home, a huge chandelier welcome us and i tactlessly told my mom, “Oh My God Mom, this place looks like a funeral home, a huge mausoleum” (all white interior with fresh flowers, high ceiling and a huge chandelier).

Good thing, it’s just my mom who heard me, otherwise I might have offended our kind relative. I have no intention of hurting anyone’s feelings and i have no right to question anyone’s taste,  it’s just that a place with a huge chandelier reminds me of a funeral home.  My weird and crazy mind.

Looking back at this photo, I can see myself barely smiling.  Some memories are never forgotten. Years after, I still remember………….The Chandelier.

 

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Aloha by Joel F

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“Hawaii is paradise. It sounds cheesy to say it, but there’s music in the air there.”. –Bruno Mars.

Yes, there’s music, a melody that springs from your heart and a rhythm that springs from your hope.  Hawaii is such a beautiful place, some say it’s a paradise, others say it is heaven.

No matter how you call it, one thing is sure, you can’t get enough of it especially when you’re about to leave.  It’s a mini California: countless beaches . only bigger waves for surfers, endless branded boutiques and countless hollywood celebrities.

Should I say a a mini vegas too? So many hotels, exotic and world class shows.  A mini Jamaica because reggae is everywhere.  So many Japanese, Asians, Europeans; domestic and international tourists.

History, Culture, Shopping, Nature, for such a small state, there’s so much things to do and so many places to see. You walk , bike, drive, swim, surf or dive, or just simply do nothing,  lay on the beach and watch the sunset and the changing colors of the sky.

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I’d love to post all my pictures here,  Hawaii is such a paradise i believe it needs a whole website for it.

I remember walking by the beach  and  witnessing a beach wedding and a funeral simultaneously happening, reminding me of life  itself  where falling in love is like experiencing the joys of wedding and break ups giving you the feel of  attending your own funeral.  Life is a bitch really. Ooops, I mean Life is a Beach.  🙂

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Aloha – https://joysofjoel.wordpress.com — Beautiful scenery that inspires poetry. Photos will never do justice to the beauty of this wonderful island.

 

 

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Pebbles in My Shoes

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Then it showed me the way with flickering lights and buzzing bumble sound.  Not leaving through the main hallway but through the backdoor leading to some alleys.

My walk being halted by  pebbles in my shoes, picking up the pieces and throwing those pebbles away.  To my surprise a car slowed down, a stranger inviting me for a ride.

With gratitude i declined and noticed the damaged window shield.  How those tiny rocks so quickly cracked the stranger’s car was beyond me.

And if circumstances are seeking its revenge by slowly enticing me to ride then surely blowing its horn is not a welcome sight.

The  irony of courtesy and ambivalence courting dangers and respect.  Now, where else would i go when i took off my shoes so there won’t be  any pebbles to halt my motion?

But  pebbles still seep into my sole now that i’m barefooted.  Damn if you do, damn if you don’t.  Life is clever and i’m not.

So i continue walking in the alleys searching for the main road.  Who cares how long it would take me.  What matters this time is i know where it will take me.

 

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The Story is Not Over Yet

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Staring at the blank moving wall,  now called wallpaper, the memories keep flashing like a movie scene. I’m still in a state of confusion as to what usually follows after finishing the sentence not with a period but with a colon that never belong to a conjunction of a subliminal past and paradoxical present.

i truly cannot understand why a tinge of justification was needed for that fleeting moment of indecision or bad judgment.  Nope, it is not to be judged, i know in due time it is only to be understood.

The truth in not knowing the value of the moment until it became a memory.  That obsequious feeling of driving a wheel ,  disregarding the traffic rules inspite of  knowing that dangers will be waiting for breaking the stone that rocks the cradle.

The cradle that was all taken care of from infancy to puberty.  The adolescence of the mind brainwashing humans that ignorance is a bliss. Until adulthood teaches you that it’s only a bliss until you take the risk.

The paradox of following your bliss believing that you can strive for anything.  Anything is possible,  even screaming sky is the limit.   You can have anything but not everything.  An oxymoron parable that sounds better than the aesop’s fable.

The fable that shows human  frailties using the art of narrating the pros and cons of an action with its lessons.  Realization of the long forgone wishes.  Pushing boundaries and eventually stepping over them.  The pursuit to fill your bucket list with the unending whispers that the story is not over yet but too late to edit the page.

Yes, the book was already printed,  but the story is not over yet.

 

 

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The Uninvited Guest

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When you opened the door, do you welcome everything? You’re supposed to. Not a pleasant welcome you know.

It’s never pleasant to welcome an uninvited guest.  You never invited it anyway.
It just comes in quickly as soon as you open the door. You can shoo it away but it will keep knocking.  And sometimes it sneaks in the basement when you left an open window.

And when you hear it speaking in the middle of your sleep, you’ll  think that  you are dreaming.  You’re quite sure you took out the batteries of your clock. No alarm should be heard.  Still , you hear the banging that cripples your restless sleep. You’re sure you muted the speaker so no sounds will preach you while you’re watching from the bleacher.

Watching as it unfolds right before your blinded eyes as you watch yourself on the mirror that always lies.  No, the mirror doesn’t lie, it speaks the truth.  The truth you refused to see. That creepy feeling when you woke up in the morning seeing the water dripping when all you know is you never left your faucet open.

You hold on to the banister as you walk down the stairs.  Every step seems eternity,  but no,  jumping over is really uncalled for. It is never clever to be in a hurry when you have all the time and you’re safe at home.  So you let your feet have its way until you reach the kitchen and see a black cat with glaring red eyes.

You turn on your muted speaker to shoo the cat away. Yes some words are better left unsaid but this time it pays to stand your ground. To let that banging sound scare it.  To your surprise a shadow comes near you. Your reflections reprimanding you that a letter , that has long been in the mail, is waiting to be open.

You wonder what’s in the letter.   You reached for the door knob.  A strong wind welcomes you at the porch.  The letter suddenly appears on the floor. You’re about to pick it when the speaker started screaming “Home is where your heart is.”   You read the letter. The black cat handed you the keys.   Time to leave.   You know it’s never pleasant to welcome an uninvited guest.

 

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A Quote by Paulo Coelho

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Raising a child
spending time with your family

hiking alone
traveling with loved ones

learning to paint
trying the joys of baking

writing a book
swimming naked in a beach

or just simply licking an ice cream
on top of a tequila

a wish list or a bucket list
just do it while the spark exists.

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Pointless

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A Pointless Brilliant Mind if a Heart is not Polite

No need to shout to prove your clout.
Respect begets respect.  

No need to interject who is the best,
to slash the wrist and still insist.

Amidst the ‘holler and all the tries,
it’s always better to be polite,

than show the might of a brilliant mind,
yet cut the ties that bind your life.

 

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The Bus Stop

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waiting for our dream guys…at the Bus Stop. What happened years after? The two got hitched while i’m left waiting 😉

How time flies! It doesn’t just fly…it soars like superman. Just like a bus stop that is oblivious to its surroundings not minding whether there will be passengers waiting.

I remember this photo ,  taken  years ago when all of us were still single,  waiting for the bus while heading to the mall.

What happened years after? The two got hitched, found their dream guys while i’m still left waiting. haha. Life is really surprisingly predictable (sometimes!).

What is it in this photo that i will always cherish?

A lot!  The essence of friendship, the wonders of expectation, the unpredictable path to one’s journey and the lessons that one learned as we leave the bus stop and start riding to reach our destination.

Along the journey, the bus stops picking up other passengers, just like us meeting others, some would make us cry, others would make us smile. Through it all, everyone that we meet has changed us in some ways.

With a planned route, the bus goes on its way, precisely timed , schedules religiously followed to arrive at a certain destination. Same route different sceneries, as people and places have changed.

Life is like a bus , we are its passengers, and the bus stops are our path finders. They are our markers as we stop and pause and decide which way to go.

One thing is sure though, whatever we’ll do when we reach that destination is as equally as important as what we do while we pause and wait at the bus stop.

So don’t be too impatient when life gives you its little stops and pauses.

Eventually when the bus arrive, you have your will as your ticket to hop in and take your journey.  For the meantime, enjoy, savour and learned from the sceneries. 

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Aloha

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“Hawaii is paradise. It sounds cheesy to say it, but there’s music in the air there.”. –Bruno Mars.

Yes, there’s music, a melody  that springs from your heart and a rhythm that  springs from your hope.  Hawaii is such a beautiful place, some say it’s a paradise, others say it is heaven.

No matter how you call it, one thing is sure, you can’t get enough of it especially when you’re about to leave. It’s a mini California: countless beaches . only bigger waves for surfers. endless branded boutiqes  and countless hollywood celebrities.

Should I say a  a mini vegas too?  So many hotels,  exotic and world class shows.   A mini jamaica because reggae is everywhere. So many Japanese, Asians, Europeans;   domestic and international tourists.

History, Culture, Shopping, Nature, for such a small state, there’s so much things to do and so many places to see. You walk , bike, drive, swim, surf or dive, Or just simply do nothing, lay on the beach and watch the sunset and the changing colors of the sky.

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I’d love to post all my pictures here,  Hawaii is such a paradise i believe it needs a whole website for it.

I remember walking by the beach  and  witnessing a beach wedding and a funeral simultaneously happening, reminding me of life  itself  where falling in love is like experiencing the joys of wedding and break ups giving you the feel of  attending your own funeral.  Life is a bitch really. Ooops, I mean Beach.  🙂

” No matter how many beautiful pictures you see, it doesn’t come close to being there in person. You don’t see Hawaii, you experience it. ” – T. Owens

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