Faith and doubt both are needed - not as antagonists, but working side by side to take us around the unknown curve.
The skeptics, who may burst into laughter later, would surely find this crazy. I, even, used to think the whole idea to be utterly ridiculous. But it turned out to be one hell-and-hair-raising experience. The Mambabarang doesn’t look scary at all, something in my racing heart knew I was up for a spin. Literally.
OO, nakulam ako. I don’t know how to say it in plain discernible English, so there.
I’ve been having constant grumble with all my hurting internal organs such as my head, heart, and tummy. For over 5 years, doctors came up with the following diagnoses:
headache= migraine
chest pains= heartburn, chostochondritis
stomach ache= suspected ulcer, gall stones, hyper acidity,
gastroentoritis
gastroentoritis
I haven’t found a cure for any. Maybe I depended on pain killers for a while, but that didn’t last long enough to stop it from recurring. I don’t know if the pain caused my insomnia, irritability and mood swings. I haven’t got a clue for that. I just know that I was born with a stubborn mind and low tolerance for vexation. As far as I am concerned, I’ve been acting normally. Yeah, I can be strange sometimes, but then again…I’ve never been posessed. And for the latter part, I got it right. My soul had just been trapped in a jar for five long years and I (the proverbial voodoo doll) was left hanging. It was hard to believe. That for five years I’ve been robbed of the greater and central part of my being. And she explained that it was the only explanation for those times when I couldn’t focus on something and couldn’t seem to fathom what I am feeling. For those times when I feel that “I am not myself”, when I stare at a distance seemingly deep in thoughts. When she said that,it felt like I finally found the answer and believed it to be the truth. I’m
telling you, it’s probably one of the horrible realizations I’ve had in a lifetime. It may probably sound like a sleeping-beauty-fairy-tale-in-the-making life story, but you know, things like this happen. I really didn’t feel sorry for myself, I feel sorry for the people I’ve hurt because of the
amplified destructive emotions that forced me to break or the lack of it.
telling you, it’s probably one of the horrible realizations I’ve had in a lifetime. It may probably sound like a sleeping-beauty-fairy-tale-in-the-making life story, but you know, things like this happen. I really didn’t feel sorry for myself, I feel sorry for the people I’ve hurt because of the
amplified destructive emotions that forced me to break or the lack of it.
That was not the only thing that was done to me. There are, in fact, several. Like sticking a barbeque through my chest, tying a knot around my tummy,letting candle wax drip over my head, etc, etc. I don’t care about all that crap anymore. All I care about now is that whatever
diabolical element that has been hanging over me has finally vanished. Or i would very much like to believe that I’m through with it and I’d be off as a whole (theoretically speaking) spiritual being again.
diabolical element that has been hanging over me has finally vanished. Or i would very much like to believe that I’m through with it and I’d be off as a whole (theoretically speaking) spiritual being again.
Now what? I was given a talisman that I should wear at ALL TIMES. And I mean all the time. When taking a bubble bath, sporting a bikini or whatever. Since it looks peculiar, maybe i’d make a chain for it and tie it around my ankles. I really don’t know for how long, but…okay,maybe as long as I can stand it. Oh, bummer!
Moral of the story:
Stay away from suspicious looking creatures with bad taste in clothing, ugly fringes, marble-like eyes, sharp darting tongue and an aura of oppressive cruelty. Or else, you’d be wearing a piece of unknown jewelry for the rest of your life! Dang, itchy!
If only I could swallow it whole, I would. Who knows what kind superheroine I’d turn into? Whoa, that would be a swell!
OKATOKAT ba itech?? waah. badtrip yung babaeng yun ah. nakwento na rin ni romzkee saken so medyo gets ko na ung story. hay friend, ipagdasal nlng natin sila. Si God na bahala sa mga taong katulad nila. hehe! meanwhile, ikaw, hingi ka lagi ng protection from above ha.. hehe! mwahness!
comment by Joni — December 13, 2006 @ 8:28 pm
ay naku sarah, if kulams are true, ipagpasa-diyos nalang natin ang mga gumagawa non. at sana nga, nagamot ka na! hehe
comment by Anonymous — December 18, 2006 @ 5:32 pm
wala na ang talisman ko. di ko natiis ang kati noh! haha.. pero, mukhang gumaling naman na ako.haha.;p
comment by z|pLoCk — December 20, 2006 @ 8:58 pm
U know what, i felt same like u…i dont know if this kulam or what..
But when i read this,maybe i need an albularyo..
Coz i have a lot of medicine i take,but thats all useless. I felt stomach pain, my head, and ny back..I felt pain very often..
Then i stop work, coz i cant concentrate to a lot of things..
Ex. i wash dishes, khit tpos na, paulit-ulit pa rin ako.Kc pag hindi k inulit
Smasakit ang likod ko..Minsan nl2ban ko, pero magulo ang mind ko.
Thats why i decide now, to find a good albolaryo..
Maybe may nag kulam sa akin..And i become ugly, not like before..
Coz some of friends, wondering why i looked old and ugly, they asked me.
Sometimes i feel shame..Then sometimes i felt like i have mental problem
Coz i always paulit-ulit,,but when i got to doctor, im negative for all sick,,
My stomach ok, heart back etc..
comment by ruby — February 12, 2008 @ 9:29 pm