(Hoover Dam - Border Arizona and Nevada)

It is fitting that the flag of our country should fly here in honor of those men who, inspired by a vision of lonely lands made fruitful, conceived this great work and of those others whose genius and labor made that vision a reality.

Same place, different life

In Central Park, The Beginning.

One day, I’ve have set my eyes on you and will be there with you soon.

I recently talked with my mother, She tells a lot stories, She talked in Tagalog, I liked what she said, he is the rough translation.

“The ones we love leave us
because someone new is on the way
and that someone will show us
why the past never worked out
and will make us realize
how we’re supposed to be loved
comfy,right?”

I’ve been taking a lot of naps lately, one of my favorite naps travelling 9+ hours flying. I land and decide to visit an art gallery to take a nap, best decision I’ve made on my travels. The place of sitting was wonderful and waking up to beautiful art work is just extraordinary. The gallery was just outstanding, so many rooms filled with original art pieces and history, including a library many original journals from the artist!

(I frequently change rooms on each nap, and waking up in a different time in history)

It’s quite extraordinary, My new life started on a blank slate, I’ve been writing on since then. I’m in love with my life, though I hate it so much, it’ so difficult. This is good, my commander once told me, which his book of story is just wild and explosive, you would never sleep, just because you’ve be captivated! He told me “Growth and Comfort don’t happen at the same time”.

What can I say, I just don’t know to describe this feeling. I’m happy, I’m excited, so much exploring, adventures, and meeting/making friends. Studying sucks, but it’s worth all the suffering trying to stay awake in class though. haha nope I’m never ready to give up. Life is too much fun and filled with happiness.

|| Raw and Honest

(On my way back to Nagoya University, Japan)

Article Quote Snippet:
That is why I read: I want everything to be okay. That’s why I read when I was a lonely kid and that’s why I read now that I’m a scared adult. It’s a sincere desire, but a sincere desire always complicates things — the universe has a peculiar reaction to our sincere desires. Still, I believe the planet on the table, even when wounded and imperfect, fragmented and deprived, is worthy of being called whole. Our minds and the universe — what else is there?

Today thoughts:
I like nothing more than to be involved in things that change the world, I love to hear everything will be okay, an expedition putting my life on the line. It’s always okay with me, where I know my blood, sweat, and tears will outcome an significant change where lives are saved, boys and girls are growing healthy, strong, and studying hard. To be prepared for the challenges ahead of them, to give them to believe in them self to come out on top, and to be brave enough to find a fulfilling life.

It’s just a thought, about preparing soil for our plants, nurture the soil and keeping it healthy and strong. When it’s ready to be seed, even the smallest seed, fallen on prepared ground, the soil comforts the seed, becoming a shelter, and will grow healthy and strong.

It’s from small beginnings, that great things grow.

It’s been awhile, I’ve written on my blog. During my absent, I have complete my AF Basic Training, Now I’m into my concentrated training. It’s been quite an adventure, I’ve had never dream the events that have happened to me. It’s almost impossible for me to write it all down, everyday I met new people from around the world, I learn so much in my studies and personal time, which leads to only a couple hours of sleeps, which is worth while!

I’ll be honest, before pursuing a new lifestyle, I had so much fear, so many days where I cried, refused, and delayed what’s out there for me, then I remembered what I learned early on when I was a kid about not giving up, and if you have a will, you will go grab it.

When I was a kid, I went to Military school, during a day we had PE/PT, which are series obstacles you must go through, and this particular obstacle, there is a wall, and this wall isn’t short, it’s really tall. When I jump, I could only get the tips of my fingers on the top of the wall. I remember hanging from there, and remembered what my uncle, where is a Navy Seal telling me, if I want it badly enough I can get through it no matter who I was and what I was made of, didn’t matter my size, strength, nor intelligence. So I look around and taller classmates of mines could get through no problem with throwing there legs, I have tried it myself and could not get my legs through, so I began to inch my finger on top then enough so I could get my chin on top of the wall, then just enough to get my arms then throw my legs on top. It’s was a wonderful feat, Then growing up I remember reading the last lecture which had my favorite quote about Brick Walls, where Brick Walls are there to stop people who doesn’t want it badly enough, and to see how badly you want something, and that bought me back about the wall during PE/PT obstacles course, I never forget that.

I recently got a text from a fellow airman today, about how my stories has made her days more enjoyable and as she said “it really helps negative people like myself”, her training is among the toughest. I’m thankful that I’m able to help at least one person in my career.

My new way to life is tough, though I told my best friend though a post card, “when the going gets tough, the tough gets going”.

(Golden Gate Bridge)

The Golden Gate Bridge, holds a significant regard. I’ve made a commitment to my intent.