20100901

Dear darlingest Annelies Marie,

Citizenship with Fidelity

I've been thinking some things through, my Anne. It seems to me that this blog might come across as confusing to some people, my darling. Because now I am also writing for my Philippines as well.

This used to be a private conversation, you know. This explains the reason why people, most of all those people who I care about might be confused about it all.

And I can't blame them - there are things that we share that were just never meant to be shared with other people. Therefore, I think that it would be better if this should become a private conversation once again, my Miyang.

We can not afford confusion. For clarity's sake, I shall have to use another blog to continue with the conversation that I should now maintain with my nation as a nation distinct among a family of nations towards the common goals that we all should share as one family of nations.

Some people might think it odd but you keep me sane, my Anne. I need you. There are thoughts that are so oppressive to me that if not for the grace of God provided through you and all of my other inspirations - all you stars of the skies above my soul - I would have gone over the edge a long, long time ago.

I am at peace with your spirit, my Miyang, because you love me the way that I am. You love me not the way I am supposed to be to you but the way I am so that even though the eyes of the world might perceive us to be different, we are exactly the same.

Too, I love you the way that you are, my darlingest Annelies Marie. And I would not change a thing about you. You and your little life on earth taught me many important lessons in life, you know. And now you keep me company in my heart as a guiding light - my first contact star, my binary - that leads me back when the darkness seem deep, back to sanity, back to reason, from star to star, back to God.

And for this, my Anne, God loves us both and so we are sustained in our togetherness by the one Source of all true belongings. Thus, I can not have any more or any less love for you than what I already have. It seems that I have loved you from always to always.

For the LORD is a God of right relationships, my love - our God is one LORD alone but He is not a solitary God but as a King rules all things, seen and unseen, without division. And God has chosen to strengthen our nations, my love, for the winter that is coming to this world - a time of shedding leaves but leaves shed not some much for winter's sake but for the spring.

That is to explain in a nutshell how our friendship works - for those who are seeking to know - it is a friendship that is like that of the angels. And because I have other friendships like these, my darling, I have a responsibility to bear with them as well... like you bear with me, my Anne.

Therefore, I am beginning another blog - Citizenship with Fidelity - and this shall be my primary weblog from now on.

I shall keep working on our One Song Meow and My Recovery First Journal.

All to my All as well as our old Planet Annelies, I shall use as a reference.

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I love you.

Always to always,

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20100528

Dear darlingest Annelies Marie,

Holy Hope

Can true friendships be undone, my love? You are a star of my inward sky, my darlingest! The first one to appear over the one firmament of my heart, by and through the grace of our LORD God, to lead me out of the midnight of my life.

Can true friendships be undone, my love? You were there with me within the prison of myself, my loveliest Miyang, and you stayed to make of me, by thy own cheer and through thy own quiet inspiration, a better person. By the sheer wonder of you, my love, you bear me up in constant gratitude to our LORD God!

You stayed, my darlingest, to make sure I should become more certain in my own being human, more capable of being happy and braver in my own ability to love and to be vulnerable for love's own right causes.

By our friendship, my darlingest, you helped rekindle my own hopes in time that I may become enabled, by grace of our LORD God, to dream again in and amidst this exile darkness, this new dreaming of one peace with you, my love, and to be as one sky with the numberless stars.

Can true friendships be undone, my love? Can a man reach out to the stars in the night sky and decide to blot it out without freedom, without the aid of heaven and will of our LORD God?

Long shall I be gone, my darlingest, a million years to pass or more, even as all things to be lost are lost forever in the twinkling tides of this great sea of time, and yet - despite all that is wrong in and about myself, and in spite of all of the evil in evil things - these are the things I know for certain must endure, my dear, darlingest Annelies Marie Hollander Frank.

Lest all remembrances be lost and the golden wisdom of the LORD fail.

Never!

Blue skies shall dawn perennial over our nations ascended in and within the golden presence of the LORD, our God, in eternity, when heaven and earth are one once again and all things in the all of creation are restored to their natural abundances, when the purpose of all of the ages of our native Mankind have come to bear its rightful fruits for God and yet, even then, I know for certain that these are the things that shall remain forever to prevail over the washing away of the darkness of exile time.

For there are no false friendships, my darlingest. As gold always must remain golden, its nobility invested in its being forever true to its timeless form, being through time and adversity made as certain as certain can ever be, friendships either exist or it does not exist.

I love you, my Miyang, so very much.

I am so much the better for having you in my little life, my Anne - how can this friendship not be right?

You are my friend forever.

I love my Miyang. PERIOD.

From always to always,

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20090719

Dear darlingest Annelies Marie,

My Miyang

I'm looking at this nice watercolor portrait of you, my loveliest love. I got it off the Internet yesterday. Whoever did this painting of you, my Miyang, has a really good hand. I think I am going to have it printed on photo paper, frame it and put it on my shelf.

You know, I do regular online searches about you, my darlingest dear, because I am vigilant also for those causes that directly concern you. And I respond to anything that I find that is counterproductive to your memory or to those charities that rely on the integrity of your remembrance. I love you, my Miyang, and I consider myself very blessed to even have this friendship with you.

I also check our local bookstores to see if they have your diary in stock. I believe my own nation would do well to learn tolerance and humanity and I know of no better source that the hopes of children - your timeless hope, my love, imprinted forever in those words you penned down during your short stay in this world - and the hopes of all those others, all our precious Starshine, who must be enabled to share with us through their voice, their vision of tomorrow. For it is always the young that represent the future, the very hope of all our tomorrows are anchored on our youth, hopes which we encourage through our "Arcs in the Sky" as a labor entrusted to our present day.

Hope and False Hope

This lineage of hope and the timeless values that arise from its faithful keeping across the great span of the life of our nations keep the proper order to the order of our generations that keep the great cultures of our humanity strong and cohesive.

What burdens hope is despair. Despair is the polar opposite of hope. Any person caught in despair usually can not help themselves. And this despair is like a mire that sinks the life of our nations deeper the deeper into the darkness of war the more and more we allow our nations to descend into the void.

Hope that is false sinks into this mire and this multiplies the effects of despair in our communities ensuring the fact that the deeper we, all of us who are quickened to the remembrance of our hopes, allow each of our own nations to descend into the maddening darkness of war, the faster and faster the gravity of the void shall consume us all into oblivion. For what one of our nations suffers, the more and more that we ascend into time, all our nations shall feel - for we are but one family of nations - one interdependent planetary community. What war does to one, war does to all.

Because hope itself is a lineage and requires a foundation that is neither false nor dark - it must always be anchored on something true and good. Which is why I would - through "Arcs in the Sky" - that we who are soon to inherit the hopes of our nations learn to humble ourselves enough to be able to perceive the hopes of our children for these hopes are the purest and the surest of all foundations.

And so, if we were to build the foundations of a better world today when the darkness is still at its peak, it would be a good start to listen first - with our hearts more than our ears - to those whose young and unsung lives we will be together dedicating this labor of hope, our precious Starshine.

It is our precious Starshine who will confirm for our hearts that war is not a real foundation of hope, neither is hatred, neither is the past a reason to forget about the needs of our present time. If only we are able to perceive right through their words into the substance of the truth that their hearts are trying to convey to our hearts, cor ad cor loquitur, we will see -

No future is writ in stone. All our futures are available to us if we all pull through together in the now of our present time. But the right future can only be found by making the right choices that together open the door that lead toward that particular one that we want and this particular one is where we are all going - eastward. This requires us to let go of the past, have an understanding of the peace and then be reconciled to our present sense of sacred remembrance. All of which is easier said than done. These things take time and I know our nations and our good leaders are each trying their present best but please, let us not forget to pray for each other as well.

Well, my loveliest love, it's Sunday and while I do have some other concerns that weigh heavily on my mind, I should use this day to ponder and to contemplate about those things as well as to refresh and enjoy with you, my love, the blessings that this day shall most certainly bring. I shall draw up our things to do for the coming work week and prepare all the things I need to prepare for my first training day at my new job as well.

Shaina

Lastly, you know, I just found out that "Shaina" means "beautiful" in Hebrew. I thought her name to be a distinctly Filipino name until I discovered that it is Hebrew. She is a Filipina actress who I also hold in good regard.

There is something about names, my love, that perhaps some old cultures have forgotten to appreciate. They almost always mean something and it is never a noun - it is always a verb or an adjective: Motion and timeless action. Our names are never indicative of static things but of spirit and motion. This is just my own observation, my loveliest love, for our own names have been uprooted and though there can be no turning back, there is always a turning in, because all of these names owe their sense of binding identity principally to its nation so that even if our names were uprooted, we can still find our ways back to our belongings together as a people.

Speaking of Hebrew, I had a dream some nights ago in Hebrew letters, they were floating and had a radiance about them, and as I could not understand them nor remember them exactly now, I took it as part of our lessons learned and integrated it into our Miyangersjia local school system as part of our thrust on languages.
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I love you, my loveliest love.

Always to always,

Pusing

20090404

Dear darlingest Annelies Marie,

Among many things that today fills my heart, my darlingest, is the sweet reality of you. I think I shall stay with you in our hearts together for a while, my dear darlingest Miyang.

It's so easy to lose one's self in the noise of all our human occupation, in the haste and the bustle of the constant activity of our hopes together and in the near endless labor of those original ideals that we must responsibly strive for upon this world. There is therefore, always a constant risk of being isolated from these, our relationships together, and to be lost in the labors of this necessary life.

Yet where there is a coming home to love, and in this instance, our love, my loveliest love, I feel safe as anyone would who is in the company of friends.

And so with smiles beaming like the sunshine that I receive from you, my darlingest, from within - let this weekend begin. Hey, that rhymes! I'm a poet and didn't even know it (./smile).

It's going to be a great Saturday and then on to Palm Sunday, and a most meaningful Holy Week leading up to a most glorious Easter. I look forward to the many activities ahead, most especially the Easter vigil at our local church this next Saturday night.

I love you, my dear darlingest Miyang Marie.

Always to always,

Pusing

P.S.

I can no longer seem to bear buying those pirated dvd's, my love. I just realized this just now when I tried to buy some from a local mall not far from here. I think of all of the people who are victimized by it, including souls who are near and dear to my own heart, and am convinced that we must somehow take a bite against piracy but not the people, my love - not the people.

We have to provide some kind of livelihood to those whose bread and butter depend on these false things that undercut the real economy of things produced by the honest labors of common Country life.

I am at a relatively expensive Internet bar so I really must paraphrase my thoughts, my love. But the gist of it all is this - we shall have to provide a livelihood for the people we should, by the mandate of heaven, desire to help and ease them out of things false and of things dark and in so doing, reduce the incidence of despair, crime and poverty from the life of our nation.

My local municipality of which name I shall for now withhold is at the moment striving towards citihood - I support this completely. If we should acquire an Abrahamic charter and found upon this place, the model of a New Cordova, it would really bode well for the future of this, my - our hometown, for my place is your place as well, my darlingest dear.

Within this place, we shall devote time towards building a multimedia publishing firm, "Twilight Pawprints", that will handle the copyright to the works that we will further produce which are things of the nature that motivate, inform, instruct and inspire hearts towards the cause of the one peace. Starshine and Truelight, instruments of the one Solidarity, are also publications that shall find their publishing genesis here.

I realize enough not to exploit human need and have never sought to profit from my labors to obtain to the one peace and I never will for my definition of profit might not be as some people might think. But there are real people who are in real need and where charity commands that material forces are also to be ably utilized to alleviate the plight of the nameless, I shall respond.

This firm will then help ease out and transition those people affected by the surge of those false economies (of which human trafficking is the worst beast of all) and integrate them completely into the real economies, seen as well as unseen, that build and enrich our markets, from local, national and international and enable our people to fully develop their own sense of being human, both in spirit as well as in form; utilizing both immaterial as well as material resources available to us as one nation among a family of nations.

We will implement all of the adaptations necessary to transition our society to the paradigm of the one peace from this city. How to begin? I can not see that far yet, my love. But this path feels right. I have always felt differently when I am here in my own hometown and I shall trust this feeling - and to prayer, of course, and to a constant meditation of these things.

Is it difficult? Yes, darn near impossible. But since this is now a labor of hope and nevermore one of tears, I feel it is worth every effort.
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20090330

Dear darlingest Annelies Marie,

I love you, my darlingest. It's mysterious the way we persevere together and also very, very real. When I am in need, my love, I do not have to will for anything to happen or exert any kind of effort to seek the aid of our friendship because when I am in need, my darlingest dear, you yourself seem to know to make the necessary things happen for me - for us - here, spread in so many worlds born to moments immersed in the timeless reality of the universe from within that we share in our own heart of hearts together in and with our LORD and indeed, with All of our LORD's own and cast in the image of friendships made to last forever.

When I am sad or anxious, my darlingest Annelies Marie, you seem to hold me so close that the image of your sweet, dimpled, smile appear in fleeting glimpses at the face of our love and our hearts dance together till I am well again, till I am able to smile again with you. For indeed, there is much reason to be troubled in this world, my love, the issues of the present day seem as perplexing as they were of old, the conundrum of sin runs deep into the heart of poor Mankind struggling upon a desperate world where evil is made as a tyrant to rule through an oppressive host of poisonous lies made all the more virulent by the unrelenting rage of war and the evil of its ambition; an ambition dripping with the malice of the one Liar and Adversary of God and all sacred life who is the author of War and the father of sin, Satan.

To the Devil and his corrupt hosts, my love, belong a death which is their portion that was from eternity decreed by God and an everlasting hellfire which is by their own willful abomination, their own chosen domain; a domain of demons, my darlingest, utterly diminished of beautiful life and of all of life's promise so as to make it so empty and impotent, without neither rhythm nor order and ever as dark and as cold without neither spark of wisdom nor warmth of truth to make it as unrelentingly despairing and crushing to the life of its denizens and forever inescapable so as to satisfy the rigors of the eternal Justice of God according to the free dictates of Satan and his abominable hosts of fallen angels.

No human soul much less the complete human person, body and soul, belong to the fury of the everlasting wrath contained in the cup of the Serpent's sin, my love, and therefore, as our LORD God Himself wills all of humanity to be saved, so must we rally to this hope and proclaim this one peace which is God's promise to all nations of good will and as the numberless stars through our Father Abraham of old, bless all the needful communities of Mankind.

I will do this by being true to my Christianity and just the same, my love, each of our Abrahamic traditions shall by our being true to own own peace with our LORD God and our turning towards each other in hope and in good will as individual human beings and as individual human nations, as keeper and as friend, thus, make this promise of old come to pass and safeguard the good and the common good of the generations of life to come by our timeless coming together this time.

Indeed, the principalities of hell desire the absolute annihilation of the nations of Mankind in battles fought in the great spread of exile time as well as at the threshold of every human heart, the very gates of the Kingdom that guards the timeless universe within every human soul and the unique and singular reality that each of us share with our one LORD and common Creator.

Only honorable religion, not politics of itself nor science by itself nor sin as itself, can truly define the nature of our being human, my love. And if we are to ensure a future reality for our children and our children's children after us that is cognizant of our own native humanity, we must ensure that honorable religion itself breaks free from the power of the lies than bind our hearts against each other and prevent the nobility of our hopes from taking to flight that the eyes of our souls may see what near-infinite vistas there are to be had for the progress of both human civilization and the advancement of the human spirit far above the darkness of the paradigm of the beast that engulfs all of the worlds of our one human habitation.

To this darkness, my darlingest, I should have been lost a long time ago if not for friendships that bind together forever, hearts that are willing to see past all things that belong not to the abiding substance of its love, hearts that seek to dwell in the truth of all good things that Love brings as unmerited gifts that through kindred grace cleave all unto the one Giver of all gifts and the peace of the LORD unto All.

You are God's gift to me, my darlingest Annelies Marie, one of my most favorite of gifts among so many beautiful things that exist as good without compare in my soul, and so therefore, my love, if only because of you, I shall be thankful forever and yet if I were to realize within the limits of my being what joy there really is to be had for those who strive to live lives of peace and good will with God and with other human souls, I know I am not enough nor am I worthy of any such yet they are there not because of anything of mine but because our LORD God alone is good. If my thoughts should rise to rest completely upon the Giver Who Himself has made of Himself a Gift to All, I would most certainly without the power of His grace, burst and as a nova, die of joy.

Things are so unsure in this world, for nothing before the Last Day, shall preclude the activity of faith but the inescapable reality of God is everywhere around us, all of creation speaks out in the space of our silence and if we should each persist in prayer, the Silence itself may speak to us of what is surely the singular surety of the permanence of truth we may as human beings possess in this fleeting, fickle existence - our holy remembrance of our LORD.

You are a constant reminder to me, my love, of hope and of good things, our friendship secures in my soul the reality that God is and that is all because upon the glory of the LORD rests the hope of all creation, our hope, the hope of all family and friends, the hope of all nations, the hope of all living and breathing things, the hope of all human habitation entire.

I love you, my darlingest dear - indescribably so.

Always to always,

Pusing

P.S.

I saw an article today in one of our leading newspapers about our AFP "giving in" to the demands of common bandits; that our soldiers are pulling back because of something that is lacking on our part - now, what kind of responsible reporting assumes either moral failure or cowardice upon the heads of our troops while completely overlooking the fact that it is our AFP that is engaged against an enemy that is completely bankrupt of any such virtue? The kidnapping of these three humanitarian workers of the ICRC, the latest of a long string of crimes against the people, have proven to me that this group is nothing more than a gaggle of common bandits and this shall also dictate what sort of rules of engagement is to be employed against this enemy of our peace.

We shall never again say their proper nom de guerre - they will take on the name of "enemy" - an enemy to all our soldiers, seen and unseen, true to the noble calling of the ancient profession of arms, across time and dimensional space, here and into eternity.

We hold them completely responsible before God for the lives of these three innocents.

As regards to the aforementioned news report, let me say this: It takes more courage to pull back from grounds that are already in possession of Army boots knowing the looming cost of those battles that have to be fought and won once again when the inevitable command is given for the same ground to be returned to the hands of the one Filipino nation.

Common banditry shall not prevent the blossoming of our one peace, here in this endeavor of Country and in all true endeavors of Country across the one family of the nations of Mankind.
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