As Above, So Below (5)

By Animatio July 30, 2012. The moon here in Germany seems to be dancing. Here is the sequence of of moon takes within about 3-5 minutes. Look at the small clouds for positioning info and to measure the shifting taking place. During the day another phenomenon in regard to the relative positions of south magnetic…

The San Pascual Brand

A leap of faith it is, considering the ominous signs in the skies. Considering the geographical and economic changes the world is currently undergoing. Well, all life is a gamble, so plod on we must and hope for the best. Even as the disappearance of San Pascual Baylon de Guinarona might be a harbinger of…

Harare as Model. . .

. . .For Guinarona Definitely the most beautiful place on Earth. We had been there for a year, ’91-’92, and it was nothing short of magical. Jacaranda and fire trees lining the streets and avenues–and when they bloom simultaneously, a battle of colors ensues. The trees’ beauty was all the more pronounced as Harare had…

Product Development Series, III

Or Use Your Coconut! It is said that you have to learn from the past to make progress in the present. As far as developing new products from the coconut, it pays to delve into the other coconut products that are now mainstream, thanks to those who have pioneered. Here are some examples. Coconut Ice…

A San Pascual Baylon Relic for Guinarona

Inasmuch as they have not returned our century-old image of San Pascual Baylon de Guinarona (stolen last June 2010), we have decided to avail ourselves of a true and certified relic of the saint, courtesy of Basilica San Pascual Baylon in Vila-Real, Spain. This bodes well with our Pilgrimage Tourism thrust for the Guinarona Parish….

As Above, So Below (4)

Follow the Sun! Being very sensitive to Earth’s vibrations, our dizziness today has been off the hook, so we took a picture of the Sun to find out. Sure enough, there is another “sun”, this time bluish, to the left of the true Sun, as the herein picture shows. Corollarily, Alberto of Italy captured the…

A Guinarona Story (4)

Formal, Sweet and Impish She was all three, our Auntie Tancing was. She was Father’s first cousin and our Grade IV teacher. And what a teacher she was: We were wondering if she took pleasure in hitting our heads with the knuckles of her clenched fist. That is, at the first sign of our being…

A Guinarona Story (3)

He Came to Us in a Dream. . . . . .And he wore the same shirt with floral prints, like the one he wore when we saw him last. He might as well be saying how come we don’t try to make contact with him, why don’t we write about his arse. He was…

Yo’

You must be that huge and have so much power As to cause extreme dizziness and unequilibrium in moi Especially these past two years, so irritating, so pesky Upsetting my work during the graveyard shift as the Attacks come early mornings, I wonder why you do that As if you are boring sinkholes in my…

A Guinarona Story (2)

. . . And They Dabbled in Sorcery Too! Not one of us saw them alive. From what we’ve heard, they were the richest in Leyte, Philippines back in the day. But they died of a broken heart because the properties that they garnered through the sweat of their brow and their meticulousness–their being chipipay…

As Above, So Below (3)

Or a gritty album of sky visuals from the Canada-France-Hawaii Telescope. As a public service to Guinaronanhons in particular and the world in general, we have decided to monitor the evolution of the space between Venus and the Sun, where there lurks a mysterious grouping of bodies–a huge planet with several moons. Note that because…

A Guinarona Story (1)

Stories are a large make up of our being. So much so, that the quality of the stories one hears or tells can make a difference between achieving and failing. Or so says modern psychology. Guinarona of the Philippines has so many stories: macabre, benign, supernatural–name it. This one is about Queenie, who holds fort…