How was summer so far?

(c) Celine Duran. Mt. Bulusan Caldera. In this photo: My brother
Subic Beach, Sorsogon. In this photo: Celine Duran
(c)Celine Duran. Palogtoc Spring. Ultra Cold Spring. In this photo: Gerby Duran
(c)Celine Duran. Barcelona Church, Sorsogon

(c)Celine Duran. Barcelona Ruins, Sorsogon City. In this photo: Kyla Mae Agnes

(c)Celine Duran. Sirangan Beach Resort, Bacon, Sorsogon. The view from my window

(c)Celine Duran. Paguriran Beach Sorsogon
Paguriran Beach. In this photo: Celine Duran

(c)Celine Duran. A beach with a view, the Mayon Volcano

(c)Celine Duran. Rizal Beach Sorsogon City by Sunset

Rizal Beach Sorsogon City  by Sunset. In this Photo: Kyla Mae Agnes & Celine Duran



Definition of Forever

(c) Celine Duran. Rizal Beach, Sorsogon City.

Forever isn't something endless. For endlessness do not exist. At some point something must end. It is nature's way. Even the universe, which is known to be boundless is continuously expanding making it "endless" but at some point it must stop expanding as a child stops growing, and I don't know if we still exist to witness that day, so we must not think it is endless just because we can't see the end of it.

To me forever has something to do with time

Forever is something uncharted by time. It may be a moment, a day, an hour, a minute or just a glimpse of something so emotionally strong it captivates you for the rest of your life. Something that goes beyond the moment it really happened. Something you can never forget until the rest of your life, or until memory permits you to have it. 

Forever is neither long or short. A kiss, a hug, three words spoken, eleven minutes or so, for one to be called Forever it must remain in the memory, of anyone or anything. Therefore only the heart decides what is forever, or to be more scientific the limbic system in the brain responsible for emotion and your hippocampus, which is also in the brain, is responsible for retaining it. 

It means that everyone has their own definition of forever. What's yours?


The Beginning of Another Tale

A girl's life isn't a Cinderella Story. Nor does it begin with the lines "Once upon a time" and rarely does it end with a "Happily ever after".
So I have to begin my tale, over and over again. A love story left uncharted for years and years collecting dust waiting to be read for it to called written.
I've been racing, against time and never won. The track seems endless and I lost my sense of direction. There was no purpose only a battle against thirst and tire. Not even life was worth living, and breathing is a motor skill my body has learned yet not fully understand. When you lose your passion, you die. Your soul, its the point of you being human. Without it you are barren. Nothing, empty...
A year has passed and somehow I am regaining bits of what was lost within me. Slowly I am trying to glue pieces of a broken vase to form a new art.
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