Power

No amount of emergency powers can perform this much wonders.

A week after Catholic churches began saying the Oratio Imperata Ad Petendam Pluviam (Obligatory Prayer to Request for Rain) and Intercessory Prayers for Rain, the long-delayed super typhoons have suddenly lined up and took turns inundating the metro.

Whether or not the rains are hitting the dry spots, or proving to be more of a trouble than help, they came and brought water – that’s real power.

This morning, news reports say the Archbishop has issued a statement that it is okay now for priests and the laity to discontinue the Oratio Imperata.

Good call. Classes in the metro and other provinces have been suspended in the past three days, I’ve been coming to and from work wearing shorts and mojos, and Quentin Tarantino rode a pedicab and wore jogging pants with his barong tagalog at Malacañang.

Here’s praying that the rains go to places where they are needed most.

Stop

I have five (or more) draft entries in this blog. Some of these have already been overtaken by events and may not see posting anymore.

The others, on the other hand, are those that I still can't bring myself to post.

Writing for me comes quick. Spontaneous. Impulsive. Honest.

And at times, too honest for my own good.

I'm glad this month will be busy; not much time for me to blog.