Symptom of Schizophrenia 1: Grandiose Delusions
Famous Personalities Born on March 30
1.) “Maimonides” (March 30, 1135)
Moses Maimonides (1135-1204). One of the foremost intellectual figures of medieval Judaism. He was a prolific writer whose ideas about philosophy, religion, and medicine had vast influence. He is best known for three works: his commentary on the Mishna, his code of Jewish law, and his Guide of the Perplexed
2.) Anna Sewell (March 30, 1820)
Author of Black Beauty, in Norfolk, England.
The daughter of a successful children’s book writer, she helped edit her mother’s manuscripts from an early age but was not published herself until she was 57. Black Beauty, the first significant children’s story in the English language to focus on animal characters, established the precedent for countless other works. Appalled by the cruel treatment of horses by some masters during her day, Sewell wrote the book "to induce kindness, sympathy, and an understanding treatment of horses.
3.) Vincent Van Gogh (March 30, 1853)
A Dutch Post-Impressionist Painter
Van Gogh’s brief nine-year career as a painter began in the Netherlands. His early works were dark but later became intensely luminous after he moved to Paris and the south of France. A great collector of Japanese prints, he created an expressive style that combined direct observation with a Japanese use of outline and flattened areas of color. Plagued by poor health, he committed suicide at the age of 37.
Van Gogh worked as an art dealer, a teacher and a lay preacher before becoming a painter. Van Gogh was not ‘mad’ but probably suffered from a form of epilepsy easily treatable with today’s drugs.
4. Alfred Renyi (March 30, 1921)
He discovered methods described by Turán as “at present one of the strongest methods of analytical number theory”
Rényi was the founder, and for 20 years the director, of the Mathematical Institute of the Hungarian Academy of Sciences. He was a famous raconteur remembered for many performances of his dialogue, which he spoke with his daughter, on the nature of mathematics
5.) Paul Verlaine (March 30, 1844)
French Lyric Poet
Chanson d’automne
(Poèmes saturniens)
Les sanglots longs
Des violons
De l’automne
Blessent mon coeur
D’une langueur
Monotone.
Tout suffocant
Et blême, quand
Sonne l’heure,
Je me souviens
Des jours anciens
Et je pleure
Et je m’en vais
Au vent mauvais
Qui m’emporte
Deçà, delà,
Pareil à la
Feuille morte.
6.) Francisco José de Goya y Lucientes (March 30, 1746)
An innovative Spanish painter and etcher; one of the triumvirate—including El Greco and Diego Velázquez—of great Spanish masters
Francisco de Goya is known for such works as Nude Maja, Clothed Maja and Third of May 1808. The student, and later brother-in-law, of Francisco Bayeu, Goya was initially trained in the then current Rococo style. He gradually developed his own distinctive style of painting, showing the influence of Velázquez and Rembrandt. Goya’s late works became quite dark in mood, from his satirical caricatures to the so-called Black Paintings such as Saturn Devouring One of his Sons.
7.) Philip Vincent Sinco y Sabidong (March 30, 1980)
A nobody whose whimsical mind wants to have a share in the spark of illustrious and legendary people listed above…
But modesty aside…he’s almost famous! (In his own right…hehehehe)
Uncategorized | Comments (2)Ward 7
"Being crazy isn’t being broken…it’s me and you being amplified" (Wynonah Ryder, Girl Interrupted)
2nd week of our CPE Program…I was assigned at the Psychiatric Ward of PGH…Met a lot of personalities suffering from schizophrenia, manic deppression, grandiose delusion, borderline personality disorder, and the likes…I happened to attend their group therapy this morning and the nurse in charge was asking them what are the lessons they’ve learned from the session…most of their answers were far from reality but somebody blurted out: "Hindi po ako naniniwala na may taong sira ang ulo…pero naniniwala po ako na may mga taong nasira ang kanilang pagkatao"
I paused for a while…the statement had a huge impact on me…it was so deep…I never expected it from a person with mental retardation…there’s a parcel of truth in what he said…in my personal understanding of sanity, he has urged me to go beyond…and somehow, get in touch with my own "craziness" as well…
Uncategorized | Comment (0)heart of mine…hehehehe (para sa mga hopeless romantic na tulad ko)
heart has the reason which reason itself cannot understand
sa sayaw, mas enjoy pag may kasama ka hindi ba? mas maipapalabas mo ang iyong dance techniques kasi nga nakikisabay ka sa indayog ng ka-partner mo…pwede rin nating sabihin na maku-conscious ka dahil mayroong magsasabi sa’yo once in a while na wala na sa rhythm yung galaw ng pa-a at kamay mo…sa maikling salita, it really takes two to tango…
pero ano ang kaugnayan nito sa gustong ilahad ng puso ko?
sabi daw nila kasi, may pagkatanga ako…ba’t daw ba kailangan ko pang ipagdiinan ang pagmamahal ko sa isang tao na hindi naman akong kayang mahalin? sabagay, may katwiran sila…love will always be understood in terms of reciprocity…kaya nga naihambing ko ito sa pagsasayaw e…pero, sa isang ring banda, naisip ko na napakalawak kasi ng saklaw ng pag-ibig…it is not absolute…it will always be relative…alam ko na mag-isa lang ako sumasayaw ngayon sa indayog ng aking puso pero hindi ako nababagabag…alam ko na sa pag-iisang ito ay mapagkamalan akong baliw o sira ulo pero suffice it to say that i’ve never been this free in my entire lifetime…malaya kong nagagawa ang mga bagay na gusto ko…malaya kong naipapahayag ang aking damdamin kahit na posibleng hahantong ito sa kawalan (sana hindi)…malaya akong nagmamahal nang walang hinihinging kapalit…i am aware that this feeling may not be for keeps but what is important to me right now is the fact that i have loved so much and i had the courage to say it to the person/s concerned…dati hindi ko ito nagagawa…natatakot kasi akong masaktan…mas ok na yung ako na lang ang nakakaalam…my heart will always be full of words left unspoken…kaya, when everything falls apart (love lost, friendship gone), it is hard for me to let go and move on…
ang corny ko no? pero kung pareho tayo ng pinaniniwalaan ay maiintindihan mo kung saan ako nanggagaling…love is such a mystery…taliwas man ito sa pagkakaintindi ng karamihan pero para sa akin ito ay totoo…
Uncategorized | Comment (1)The week that was (Orthopaedic Ward)
Imagine that you are standing right next to a person in her deathbed as she grimaces in pain due to an illness which cannot be treated and you catch yourself dumbfounded because you don’t know how to handle the situation…what would you do?
Imagine that you are trying your best to alleviate the seemingly hopeless situation (perhaps, in your own little way) yet the chances are at odds and you’re struggling to hold back your tears because you can’t do anything about it…what would you do?
Imagine that you’re listening to a person’s woes and she’s wailing in front of you, not for the pain her sickness had caused her but for the fact that she was all alone, and her loved ones abandoned her…what would you do?
Imagine that you’re beside a person whose accident has traumatized her that much that she’s unwilling to forgive the person who made her life miserable despite the fact that you’ve been wasting your time telling all the blahs about faith, hope, love and forgiveness…what would you do?
These are the scenarios I’ve encountered today…I thought I’ll be able to handle these things given the fact that I’m equipped with theological and pastoral skills I’ve learned from school…I was wrong…in real life situations, when you have the chance of getting a grip out of people’s lives, you will find yourself being humbled…and you will realize that indeed, there is so much to learn…
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In Memoriam (Ate Mary Cel Are: 1970-1995)
Isang pagpupugay sa ulirang ina
Mary Cel Are (1970-2005)
"There is no such thing as DISTANCE to persons who love and who are loved…"
i’d like to pay tribute to this great woman…great wife…great mother…please help me pray for her…
SANDRA (Barry Manilow)
She’s a great little housewife
Though sometimes she talks like a fool
But she helps at the store in the holiday rush
And she picks up the kids after school
And she puts down the phone
when her husband comes home
And she changes from mother to wife
‘Til she feels the words hanging between them
And she hangs by her words to her life
She says I swear I love my husband,
I love my kids
I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadn’t done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There’s so many things that she wishes
She don’t even know what she’s missin’
And that’s how she knows that she missed
She’s a sweetheart, except when she’s moody
It’s hard to get through to her then
Depressed for a while
when the youngest was born
Oh but that happens now and again
She might take a drink with the housework
Or when Michael’s kept late at the shop
A Martini or two before dinner
But she always knows when to stop
She says I swear I love my husband
and I love my kids
You know I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadn’t done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There’s so many things that she wishes
She don’t even know what she’s missin’
And that’s how she knows that she missed
Oh they used to hold hands at the movies
Now it’s seldom if ever they go
Once you’ve paid for the sitter
and parkin’ the car
There’s no money left for the show
She was doing the dishes
When a glass fell and broke on the tile
And she cut her wrist (quite by mistake)
It was real touch and go for a while
She says Oh God I love my husband
and I love my kids
You know I wanted to be like my, my mother
But if I hadn’t done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There’s so many things that she wishes
She don’t even know what she’s missin’
And that’s how she knows that she missed…
Uncategorized | Comment (0)Post Script (Sexuality Seminar 2005)
“…this is what most people never learn…to follow their heart, not other else’s expectations…:” (Quoted from the Essays of Jim Sollisch)
Some say that happiness is a choice. Well, at certain extent, I would agree to this avowal. Proofs will claim that it does not come by easily. You just can’t make a declaration with no apparent reason/s. There’s honesty in expressing a person’s bliss.
I would always have this “been here, done that” attitude when it comes to happiness. I thought it’s one of the easiest things to acquire in this planet. I was wrong. Being happy will always be synonymous to being contented, and in order for me to attain this, I have to make decisions. I have to stand for what I believe in even if there’s a probability of being rejected, trampled, and hurt. How I wish I can always barge myself to the safer side of life but REALITY BITES! My existence will always be coupled by endless dichotomies. My folks will either love or hate me for the verdicts I’ve made. Yet in the end, what matters most is my sense of pride. I might be confronted by a lot of ambiguities but following the stirrings of my heart will help me face the odds. Now, I am confident enough to say that whatever happens, I will be able to deal with it. If today I may be grieving for what seemed to be an “off beam” option, but I don’t give a damn. I am still hopeful that one day soon; I will wake up from my bed…give myself a deep sigh…face the mirror and in all likelihood, SMILE.
And then, I’m gonna say this all over again; “To hell with reputation!”
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