Software 4 everyday use

Lateral thinking is concerned not with playing with the existing pieces but with seeking to change those very pieces. It is concerned with the perception part of thinking. This is where we organise the external world into the pieces we can then ‘process’.Edward de Bono

My officemate James is so forgetful that he received so many gifts last Christmas. Someone gave him a memory pill, another gave him schedule notebook, telephone directory and so much more related to his memory retention problem…the dilemma, he forgets to bring and use those items given.
He had been our Icon for memory loss and the crack of joke almost everyday. What they don’t know is my personal memory lapses. I usually forget where I put my pen, my cellular phones and my schedules. I usually inscribe things I should do and have directory sync of my daily errands. I don’t want to be the Queen of James. Lol
One time my officemate asked for a soft copy of the memo I did a week ago…my God I could not find it… I forgot where I saved it… I searched in my computer but nowhere to be found…but I knew it was just there…later I found the file in my usb… One of my tight spots is finding my files in computer. My hectic schedules usually result to scrambled files. But I really don’t want to be labeled as Ms. Memory Loss and have a dot in my capability. So I already made folders for each file and I took time in sorting my documents. I tried my best to make my work easier that even my officemates can easily find what they need. Knowing my weakness I tend to be more organize and more attentive to details.

I already advised James about my technique but he forgot what I told him…

Sexual Demons

“Its all in your mind”…then I laughed at her stories…Who will believe that a spirit hugged and slept beside her? How could an unattached virgin like her experience such things? Though I lent her my ear I didn’t consider her misleading notions.

She was sleeping and she was awakened by the movement at the side of her bed. Then she saw a faceless man. He slowly moved beside her and hugged her. She tried to wrestle him but she could not move…then she felt the man moving up and down from her body….

Her stories were nonsense for me until I encountered this program in Philippine Television, Misteryo” (Mystery) February 6, 2010 Sunday 9:55 p.m. channel 11. Their topic was about a lady being raped by spirits in her sleeps.

It was a documentary of true to life experiences encounter with incubus…A sexual demon who rapes women in their sleeps. There were spiritual experts, psychologist and victims that attested with the existence of such spirits… I was shocked that those things exist and the demon even got a name… “Incubus”
After watching, I called her, so much ready to really listen to her Creepy stories…her experiences were so uncanny…real goose bumps this time…

An incubus (plural incubi) is a

demon in male form supposed to lie upon sleepers, especially women, in order to have sexual intercourse with them, according to a number of mythological and legendary traditions. Its female counterpart is the succubus. An incubus may pursue sexual relations with a woman in order to father a child, as in the legend of Merlin.[1] Some sources indicate that it may be identified by its unnaturally large or cold sexual organ.[2] Religious tradition holds that repeated intercourse with an incubus or succubus may result in the deterioration of health, or even death.
Medieval legend claims that demons, both male and female, sexually prey on human beings. They generally prey upon the victim while they are sleeping, though it has been reported that females have been attacked while fully lucid.
The incubus is sometimes confused with the legendary "Old Hag" syndrome. The Old Hag episode, however, is usually restricted to an unpleasant feeling of great pressure on the chest and not a ghostly sexual encounter.

Call of Nature

I got goose bumps but I was not afraid of anything.
I felt something in my stomach…
Oh Gosh!
Emergency…
My God it was traffic…
I‘d like to kick other passengers out of the jeepney.
Hurry please…ump another thud in my stomach…
Oh I secretly prayed for Mr. Driver...go go go!
Oh gosh, glad it was the street of my office.
I jumped and ran…
“I can do it, Have faith! Oh God have mercy”
Pray, pray, Emergency….please hold on me, a little longer…
I pushed the office door…and shouted…
“Please Fenny punch my DTR”
Rushed to the Comfort Room... I locked the Door… and there…
The Holy Shit!
Oh Holy God of Mercy, it was just in time…
After the deed, I went to the canteen to have my breakfast… I overheard the conversations of my Officemates…
Amy: Hey Marge, why did you run, I was following you… You thought you were late already? We still had 30 minutes…
Marge: Oh yeah… I thought I was really late, I saw Ms. Noreen (Me) hurriedly jumped out of the jeepney and rushed to the office…

Call it a Miracle!

Acts 2:44-47

And all who believed were together and had all things in common. And they were selling their possessions and belongings and distributing the proceeds to all, as any had need. And day by day, attending the temple together and breaking bread in their homes, they received their food with glad and generous hearts, praising God and having favor with all the people. And the Lord added to their number day by day those who were being saved.

I became interested in going to Antipolo because of my Sister in Law Michelle. It is been their family’s practice to visit that Church yearly. I reflected on why they should go to a very far away Church while all the while God is in our hearts. I didn’t see any sense with that…really!

But when she mentioned that they will be having lunch at the famous falls Hinulugang Taktak, I aired my intention of going. A picnic in a scenic place under the trees thrilled me. What a way to respite and that means delightful pictures for my face book account.

Antipolo Church seemed so ordinary; still I could not find the reason for people from afar to visit it religiously. But something insinuated me to do just as what they were doing… I prayed seriously, lighted some candles and paid for a Holy Mass dated January 31,2010, 8:00 a.m. my intentions: Business Growth and help me bear a child….My Antipolo Church visit all in all was kind a soul uplifting experience though for some reasons our planned trip to the falls did not push through.

January 31, 2010 our 2^nd wedding anniversary at 9:30 a.m. the phone rang…a new client for our business called, asking for our Proposal because they badly needed a new supplier… a wonderful gift for our Cotton wedding and big blessing from God. Then I remembered the Holy Mass in Antipolo, it was scheduled by the time the new Client Called… coincidence?

Call it a miracle…..

So who wants to join me in my next visit to Antipolo Church?

Is that for me?

The Five day old baby was abandoned by her mother in the Hospital where my Aunty works. She brought it at home and informed me about the little angel looking for new parents. I immediately inquired if the baby was for me. My Aunty wonderfully replied that the baby was so beautiful, with fair complexion and thin brown hair, even compared to me when I was a baby. It was under the care of Department of Social Welfare and Development and papers would be no problem. It is only up to me if I want the baby.
I want a baby of my own…. Adopting one is fine with me…. But the biggest question was “Does my family ready for a new member that not really from us?”

When I saw the little angel, she was quietly sleeping in the sofa wearing a tarnished white shirt given by pitiful nurse, her mother left her with nothing. I stared at her… How a mother could abandon such an angel?

I stared at her and I felt numb..As if the world froze from its axis… I felt very deep sadness for the baby looking for home and for myself who lost a baby and yearning for a child… Suddenly I felt the usual longing for being a mother… I wanted the baby definitely…

We waited for my husband to come and see the baby, when he saw it he frankly showed his admonition with the baby and insensitively grabbed me to go home…For him the baby was a very big responsibility…

At first, I said nothing but cried. Many dialogues were sinking in my mind…

Myles: “ If this baby will not be traced under my care I will adopt it!”
Bong: “ She is so pretty, if I only have a maid to take care of her!”
Ruben: “If your husband disapproved your decision, just let it be…the baby will surely find somebody else.”
Rjhon: “ Ninang adopt the baby, I will call her ampon (adopted) if she’s bad.,”
Norma: “The baby looks like you , she will surely grow similar to you”
Elmer: “ The question is not the responsibility but the welfare of the child. If you have the resources and
The love that you could bestow to the little baby, why not?”
Bambi: Most of those who adopted a child were given their own child, as if the adopted awaken their mother’s instinct.
My Husband: No as if you will not have your own baby, we will make our own baby”

When I was informed about the baby. I immediately prayed and asked God if the baby was for me. I requested God that the sign for me will be the approval of my husband. I wanted to love and take the little angel, the baby will heal my wounds and surely will bring back color to my life… but my decision was not for me alone… Now I am still grieving and praying that God give me a baby..please just give me a baby that is really for me and for my family.

“ Not an iota really loves me..For the reason that if you do, you would deem my delight . You would encourage me in having the angel.
All you think is what I can bequeath you and not what you can spare to me… I am sick, I am miserably sick with my life, no one even had the impression that baby could be my cure.
Be grateful that you can still decide for me and what I should do with my life… but in time…. ”
Rosethorn