N.J         The thorn that grew from rock is as honourable as, “the rose that grew from concrete”.!. YET, it’s unnoticed on its journey as it triumphs through adversaries like an unborn.!. Travelling only as a shadow in sacred darkness and rising beyond each spree of light.!. Only by time is it graded and by sky is it nurtured, to a fulfillment undermined by misfortunes..! Bound only by roots that’s never seen its horizon, though connects both past and future..! Freed only by eyes that’s seen the sun and the moon, yet misses a flower’s bloom..!         #LLALL

                                                              Internal Wounds         There’s a possibility I’m carving my life into script, with every scar I inflict upon myself.!. Not on the surface for it is adored by most chicks but within like a kid marks an under-desk.!. In my garden beneath the trees lies fruits so ripe, they capture my heart when I can’t catch my breath.!. I might flirt with my eyes but the giving in’s my demise, though my lips are sealed and my heart’s long swept.!. My void echoes in ruin as I shy away from affection but like a kettle, my pleasure is a steam of lust.!. Unwilling to trust and a challenge to share, I long for your touch though it brings tears to my eyes.!. Now my thoughts are all but masks of lies from the truth, they’re my dreaded shame which I could never correct.!. Knowing views are just views I’ve rejected all polls, living on my own terms embodying my imperfections.!. And I’d sooner let my pride fold before it’s told or crumble before its sold, being the only true value I’ve kept.!. Yet in the midst of feuds for submitting to my self-exploitation, I felt wronged for the best of me was not met.!. So I’ll live one thousand lies awaiting one faithful try, before being defined by someone else’s perception.!.

Since I remember I was a Dreamy girl , and for that point people dare to underestimating me in any situation.  After years of ignorance and hearing “it’s not work . it’s impossible . it’s just might happen in your dreams … ” I started to believe it.  yes , I swallowed them . But still I had dreams and hopes that maybe ” I can do it . dreams can be come true ,…” .  I had and still have a nice voice and enjoy singing, it’s may not perfect but it’s not that bad. Since I was 15 I got to memorize songs and singing without knowing what exactly their meanings. My cousin was wondered how I can pronounce those words exact as I’m a Native speaker! So she advice my mom to send me to some institute and let me learn English.  It was 1 or maximum 2 month a year, but I enjoyed it , better than everyone in the class .  10 years past and for while I stopped learning English, and circling around myself in a university in a field I didn’t liked it and wasting my 5 golden years and regret all the time .  I just couldn’t turn the clock back and start over, I didn’t found myself that strong so I just stopped study accounting on associate degree and just wasting another 4 years till I got almost 26 and  half.  I had dreams which I couldn’t let go , dream of going to USA or UK to study and working and living, finding true love and be happy ever after.  I decided to have some step for it so I commence going to institute again and prepare myself to have the IELTS exam. I found myself as a really good and creative writer so I found my wings there.  Thanks to my teacher and classmates I found my lost sprit…

As I am not perfect of my English language, the terminologies that I used in all of my items are just plain and less  idiomatic expressions lest my audience and readers can understand and can relate of my thoughts. The people that whom I would like to share my personal stories are just my families and relatives who are the same way not perfect of the English language. I am leaving my written works to keep my life story preserved for my future generations. For surely, nothing will stay forever in this world, but memories will remain and be remebered by my loved ones. So I am trying to be good one that perhaps they would remember me of my works not to let them cry, as they think of me,  but i would like to give them joy as they laugh on some of my crazy deeds and take lessons out of those things that I missed to make perfect. MY children: Io Kryson Cabiladas, Boyd Yron Xhryzler Cabiladas, My only princess Raiya Crissela Cabiladas, and Qriztum Jayms Cabiladas, My wish for you all guys is to have a good and happy life living with Christ Jesus. Remember that I love you more than you think I would do. I wished you to achieve the best things in life, but i just didn’t have the great opportunity to drive you to the place that I saw is the best place for you to go, But Heaven for me is no other place greater than this for there is Jesus, that with Him you have no more things to ask, because  He is complete. Everything in this world is just vain and temporary. Go for the the it for you will have a no-ending Joy on it.  I would have been so sad and lonely in this world for this world brought me frustrations and desperations. But I realized finally…

My life, indeed one woman’s relentless pursuit of peace and happiness reads like a song…Every unique experience in the journey called “Life” indeed that in my own case has been the lyric of a song. I have also come to fervently believe that LOVE is the most powerful phenomenon, and that God is the most powerful truth on Earth!Consider this; by the grace of the Lord, I have matured into a sincere and conscientious young professional interested in the study of the Liberal Arts and decoding the true meaning of Peace and Non-violence…I have never been the usual couch potato, but of late I have been leading mostly a sedentary life which could have been torn to shreds if it had not been for a strange phenomenon called LOVE.Indeed, my last 16 years have been one of tremendous emotional and physical pain and suffering. In the year 1997, I underwent Depression following completion of my studies from Delhi University. There were various factors underlying the same, especially the loss of an overseas scholarship. In 1998, I went to Orissa (India) to work with a corporate NGO, but my condition deteriorated and I had to return home. Life by then had taken a strange turn, with a plethora of blood tests, ECTs, doctors (including Advanced Homeopathy which has had a very positive effect no doubt) but nothing I repeat has truly healed me. I always dream about humanitarian service as a call of the Lord, but have largely been a sick child. I have taken drugs like Alprax and Lithium. I am also not recovering from my phobias and tension especially a deep phobia of flying and distant and overseas travel.

LIFE'S STORY Mary E. Ryerson Butin M.D. MADERAM, CALIFORNIA, 1930The qualities most dominent in my nature and vigorously manifest early in life, were a repudiation of the false in friends or material things and a demand for the true in both, which has been largely realized; a confidence and trustful belief in people, not altogether to be regretted, but which experience has modified; a spirit to seek other than well beaten paths in pursuance of an object: a love for the beautiful and artistic, common to most women; impatience of physical restraint in conventional dress, though never approving hoydenish or mannish ways; a keen sense of humorous and an exhuberance of spirit, common to other members of my family, but from the seriousness of my nature, little exercised; virtues were inculcated in early life "line upon line" and "precept upon precept" and thoroughly engrafted.I have not accomplished all that I would like to have done or as much as I had planned to do, but hope there has been some resultant good to others and an advanced objective for women. Between its narrow confines, the stream of my life has run deep and swift; from its placid smiling surface, none might guess how deep the waters, how strong the current or how dangerous the rapids have been. My joys have been heightened and sorrows mitigated as I have striven to aid others and all life in consequence has taken on a greater depth of meaning. I am convinced that no woman ever studies medicine or pursues the practice of it, but who is called to higher purposes.There has never been a moment in my life that I have regretted the decision made so early in life, or a time when I have not felt devoutly thankful for my knowledge of medicine.Sincerely, Mary Ryerson Butin M.D. Madera, California August 1, 1932'Tis many a mile, many a smile and many a sadness…

Contrary to a bunch or silly articles I did not apply for the job with the original airline (1928-1929). I knew the Braniffs Paul and Marie and Phil and Bea Braniff, socially. Paul offered me the job (the girl he had hired to take the place of the girl who had transferred to Tulsa was not satisfactory). I took it very 1ightly at first, actually more of a joke at first, until Marie pressed me to consider it. I went to work in March of 1929. The office at that time was at the old Municipal Airport and my first day there was a calamity – pouring down rain and pilots and others laid down boards, etc, to enable me to get to the office. I would have given  almost anything to have my former job back – but the next day was clear and sunny – with planes taking off and landing and I was “hooked”. The only pilots I can recall at that time were Maurice Marrs, Tip Sobier and Slaymeyer, one of the Slaymeyer brothers. The other brother worked for Paul Moore in maintenance. Shortly after I went to work the  Universal Airlines (whose headquarters office was in St. Louis) took over Braniff and the office was moved to the Braniff Building. The office expanded to Director of Publicity, Traffic Manager, Telephone operator, two stenographers and a bookkeeping Department. I was made Office Manager in addition to my duties of Secty. to Paul Braniff. Bill Bliss was in charge of maintenance and Jack Atkins was chief pilot. Universal was a division of the Aviation Corporation of America, later dissolved and much of the airlines became American Airlines. Paul soon became disenchanted with Universal and resigned and Universal moved the office and maintenance to Tulsa and asked me to move to Tulsa with them. Ted Lewis was Operations Manager and Paul Moore was in charge of maintenance. I…

Ashley National Forest first forest supervisorThe thought has been advanced to me that mayhaps some of the experiences of the early Forest Service men that weren't graphically recorded might be of valuable historic interest. Since I have often thought along that same line and since too, I happened to be among the first Forest Administrators, I am going to briefly narrate some of my personal observations and experiences, hoping that it might be of interest to someone.One of the first Forests to be created, if not the first, in the year 1897 was the Uintah, in northeastern Utah and southwestern Wyoming. For several years it was administered by the Interior Department, the officers being for the most part retired army men. I was born and raised in the small town of Kamas, Utah, which was quite centrally located to the Uintah Forest and was for some time the headquarters town. As a boy, growing up, I worked with my Father on our farm or ranch and too, we did considerable lumbering, since my Father was more or less expert at that work. We began to come into contact with the forest men in 1898 and 1899. The first one I remember was Col. May, from Denver, Colorado, who came to a logging operation that I was employed on and spent three or four days in the bunkhouse playing sluff. At that time we didn't have to pay for timber or cut it under any kind of rule, except that Col. May must be subsidized to his satisfaction. This experience carried on with me until 1905 and it was general knowledge that about the only collector was the, at present, presiding officer. In one instance, the people of Vernal, Utah, had a very fine saddle made and presented to the Supervisor.In 1903, I think, the Forest Service or Bureau was transferred from the Interior Department to the Agricultural Department, and the…