FPJ DIED

After Yoyong and several typhoons before him, another thing happend that will surely dampen a lot of hearts.

FPJ died.

I wonder what will happen after. I know a lot of FPJ supporters are gonna weep and cry their hearts out when they hear about it. Or maybe they have already heard about it and are doing their weeping over candles with lights being gently swayed by the Christmas wind. It's all over the news. I am sure, for the rest of the week or maybe the holidays, FPJ's death will be the talk of everyone. Somehow it made me sad. Don't ask me why. I too, don't know. All I know is, I have never been a fan. But still I feel sad.

It's amazing how a person can affect so many people. How a person can make people act in certain ways. I wonder if I am the same. If I can affect as much people as FPJ can. Okay, maybe that's being too hopeful. Well, I'll paraphrase it. I wonder if I can affect the people around me, if I can make them act in certain ways. If they will be lonely too if I exit this cruel world.

Death has been my greatest fear. Next are snakes. I don't want to see anybody in my family and those close to me fade away. The mere thought sends me to shivers and tears and to my knees with eyes shut praying to the Lord hoping he'll prevent this from happening. I love my family so much. I may not show it as often as I should or as blatant as one should, but I do. In all sincerety, I do.

Suddenly this talk about family and death makes me want to stop thinking about it. Makes me wanna write about something else, something alive, something tangible.