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This Beast Called Rage

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Blow one’s top Go berserk Let off steam Mad as a wet hen A bull in rampage These are the idoms in my writer’s tickler that fall under my scribbles on anger. Alongside are words evocative of the same meaning – rage, indignation, wrath, ire, fury. For the past weeks, I have been brooding over this negative emotion that has caused many an earthling to make brash decisions and actions that have damaging consequences. It has also caused needless grief and heartache. I have encountered people who often display this emotion – at school, at work, at home, in the grocery store, in the parking lot, in the restaurant—practically anywhere. I have also observed that its display is not confined to a particular class or age group. When piqued, kids fight back. When scolded, teens lash acerbic words. When bored or ignored, wives nag. Fathers spank. Bosses shout. Employees backbite. Soldiers shoot. Still, others kill. Where did this ticking time bomb of emotion originate? Why do we experie...
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It's been almost two weeks since our team-building activity at Dalampasigan Beach Resort. Gosh, my head's still spinning and reeling from the fun (a.k.a. enjoyment) of having to sing my heart out and savoring the soothing waters at 3am with my brainstorming pals. After eight years of being myopic with the hubby and kids, I finally got to mingle in school-girl fun with fellow aging work buddies. Away from domestic concerns (thanks for a considerate hubby!), I felt like an eagle that's been trapped in a gilded cage, raring to flap my wings and soar up the limitless expanse. Oh, I didn't realize there could me much fun outside of my homeschool environs. I felt like I was thirteen again complete with the giggles, sighs and excitement especially during the videoke session where, I learned, after 13 years, FNTI has so much talent in the entertainment department. I swooned over mr. balladeer, laughed at lyrics-swallowing mr.tipsy, turned jelly-eyed with the singing c...
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When the Steam Wanes

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It has been more than two weeks now since I did serious writing. I have not had the momentum to pen my thoughts lately because of the sudden change in our routine and the minor disruption in our life right now as a result of taking a sick family member home with us. I have lost much sleep as well so much so that I need to take my Mosegor Vita again just so I could catch some sleep. It has been a helter-skelter week indeed. Hub has been going to and fro, driving, running some errands, and likewise setting aside for the time being his assignments. I have been on a spin as well, tagging along with him and doing some chores especially in the kitchen. My lovey (writing, what else?) has been placed in the back burner for now.  Indeed, when you lose your train of thoughts because the environment is no longer conducive to writing, it is just difficult to start again. It is like going back to the drawing board once more and exerting much effort to gather one’s thoughts and pen them...
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