tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-191289442024-03-07T17:13:41.671+08:00Adventures of the CoconuterThe adventures of David Coconuter in his epic journey as a modern nomad in third-world Philippines in search of purpose and meaning to life encapsulated in an allegorical golden coconut.Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-14655839612555312032023-05-24T19:40:00.002+08:002023-05-24T19:40:22.819+08:00Sleeping ChildAs a child, our world is very small, and our joys simple, pure, and
innocent. We live mostly by the day, not really concerned about plans
and mostly ignorant of future complexities. But as we grow, strings and
chains start pulling us in different directions, the expanding world
gradually changes from fresh experiences into accumulating burdens we
carry, and our eyes are opened soCoconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-65566666077861642582023-05-17T13:58:00.006+08:002023-05-17T14:00:21.067+08:00Dark HorseSimon and I ventured out again. We wanted to explore outside of Manila,
but it was already too late in the day, so we just chose a random spot
on the map that was near the coast (Tanza in the Navotas-Malabon area)
and hoped to catch the sunset, in which we were unsuccessful.I
was not feeling well, so I wanted to walk a long distance and break a
sweat. Sugar-drunk on pineapple Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-80605136327617569962023-05-07T20:48:00.001+08:002023-05-07T20:48:17.942+08:00Black HoleApparently, I was informed life has become too comfortable for some that
it has become boring to take care of responsibility. This to me, seems
very childish or immature. I was a bit taken aback by that, since if
we were to reverse that to my viewpoint, had I given up or not taken
care of my responsibility for all those years, we would have much larger
problems now than being Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-15743175090843728072023-04-18T09:26:00.001+08:002023-04-18T09:26:51.369+08:00Castle in the SkyDingalan has somehow cast a spell on me. The brightness, the
positivity, the paradise -- have somehow enchanted my soul. But the
problem is, it has caused a glitch in my mind, and has now revealed the
darkness in my life.The past couple of weekends,
I've been lost. Some days I'd aimlessly walk the streets of Metro
Manila in the middle of the night. Just low-key spectating the world
Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-75884984617274940882023-04-04T21:15:00.002+08:002023-04-04T21:15:15.898+08:00IslandsI am having a bit of withdrawal symptoms from my recent escapade. It
seems my mind and body is still hanging onto that carefree feeling of
not being tied down to work (which I have been doing for many years) and
just enjoying the sun, the water, the nature all around, and the nature
within myself.For those who do not know much about me, I am
actually one of the first if not the very Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-83242676526378054112023-02-02T13:49:00.002+08:002023-02-02T13:49:51.805+08:00AbyssI've been doing some long-distance biking again to nearby provinces (Rizal, Pampanga, Cavite). I also climbed a mountain recently (Mt. Arayat), as I wanted to see if my body could still handle the physical exertion, since it's categorized as being a fairly difficult climb, particularly North Peak (the highest point of this dormant volcano). To cut the story short, I expected to breezeCoconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-42549412362815944992022-08-22T04:51:00.013+08:002022-08-22T05:41:17.813+08:00AlchemyStabs in the back are painful, and even more, disheartening or even devastating when it is someone you trust who starts to connive with others, against you or for your demise. A mere insult from others, if liked or agreed upon by the one who matters to you, or perhaps if they should even laugh along with them instead of coming to your defense, is just something that morphs into sharper and Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-64938971604331847612022-02-05T08:14:00.007+08:002022-02-05T09:26:44.861+08:00FlagI am not enchanted by money, the famous, or big names. Neither filthy rich billionaires, powerful politicians, nor glamorous stars leave me in awe. Nothing does. If you know the meaning of life, if you know the secrets of the universe, if you know a "fountain of youth," if you know why life has to be taken away after it's been given, or what comes after; then I'd be interested.&Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-30004460180862790622021-06-06T11:11:00.003+08:002021-06-06T18:48:43.982+08:00Love and SpiritSunday, June 6, 2021I sometimes lie awake in bed, having a hard time sleeping. Eyes closed, but thoughts run through my mind, segments of my life flashing before my eyes. From various periods and places, even memories from long ago, as early as I can remember during childhood and growing up. Some are from events of the present. And some are fears of the future, because Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-13770392887286468712021-01-16T07:40:00.000+08:002021-01-16T07:40:12.846+08:00LightSaturday, January 16, 2021I should have been getting some rest, with never-ending work to do. But for some reason, I had the yearn to take an aimless walk, something I had not done in a while. As I walked the dim streets, it seemed as though I may have been the only one out wandering with no particular purpose, except perhaps to reflect. Reflect upon my meaning, or lack of. Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-35283595295238691632020-09-18T11:09:00.001+08:002020-09-18T11:09:16.489+08:00SerpentFriday, September 18, 2020
Stress has been getting the better of me lately. It preoccupies my mind, day and night, even while I work. And when I am able to sleep, it sometimes infiltrates my dreams. It has disrupted my routine, day-to-day life, and positive momentum. Essentially, it has placed pressure on all parts of my existence, that it is gradually pulling me into a Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-70536269106972520032020-09-08T06:02:00.002+08:002020-09-10T00:08:18.559+08:00KryptoniteTuesday, September 8, 2020
Some have asked whether I am still alive. Yes, I am. I have just been trying to focus as I deal with things, and I tend to stay quiet and try to manage with all that I carry on my shoulders, so as not to affect others. But, there are times when there is a lot to bear. It has not been a very good year for me, but I do my best to channel my energy Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-33676451672918460172019-11-13T16:34:00.003+08:002019-11-13T16:34:55.183+08:00Dreaming of YouWednesday, November 13, 2019
I wake up, back in this dreary world. The curtains shut, with only faint light coming in; I can't tell if it's still day or night now, but there is no reason to check, so I don't bother getting up. I was looking through photographs earlier, when my mind began to race away, re-visiting old memories. Swept away into a trance that I did not want to Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-85054223929785014852019-11-03T19:36:00.001+08:002019-11-03T19:46:39.932+08:00Cherish
Sunday, November 3, 2019
This illness is passing, but it has left me lethargic, nauseated, and devoid of all energy. It seems to have sucked out the motivation, appetite, and pleasant mood out of me. Not only that, but it has left me shaken in some way (and sometimes literally shaking/jittery inside), where I can't seem to avoid thinking bad thoughts and sleep has not been restful.Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-60899523856887151202019-10-30T07:21:00.000+08:002019-10-30T07:21:27.052+08:00Still SickWednesday, October 30, 2019
Almost a week now, and I'm still not feeling well. I'm losing a bit of weight, as I have not been able to eat much, since there is no one around. When I am not so busy with work, I think I will need to get some lab tests done at the hospital since other symptoms have cropped up in the past couple of days, particularly a deep, dry cough and heart/chest Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-74383941417153852302019-10-27T12:49:00.000+08:002019-10-27T12:49:24.184+08:00Sick
Sunday, October 27, 2019
There is no one around, and I have been sick for three days straight and counting, with fever that has not yet gone back to normal temperature, bone/joint pains, achy muscles, excruciating lower back/kidney pain, migraine, eye pain/sensitivity to light, and inability to stay upright for very long. It is one of the worst I've felt, if not the worst, in terms of Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-5147773104604686272019-10-15T12:21:00.001+08:002019-10-15T23:54:13.423+08:00ParadoxTuesday, October 15, 2019
Try as I may, I am having a hard time focusing these days (months, actually... almost half a year now, and it just keeps twisting and piling up). There is a deep sadness and disappointment that clouds over me as I ponder upon life... You try your best and give it your all, but life just doesn't seem to reciprocate, sometimes bringing you the opposite, and Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-2153039437311489512019-08-30T20:51:00.000+08:002019-08-30T20:56:54.642+08:00Heart of the EarthFriday, August 30, 2019
I have not been feeling my best and luck has not been going my way, but my mind is still fairly intact and my body is somehow still holding up -- enough so that I had the energy today to go on a long walk to meditate.
As I walked along the highway, I could see and feel the struggles of an imperfect world around me. The rubble from structures and lives that once Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-3557359062711954542019-06-30T19:04:00.000+08:002019-06-30T19:09:41.481+08:00SanctuarySunday, June 30, 2019
I have not been feeling well lately. My eating has not been substantial for the past few days, and sleep has not been restful. I have a pounding headache, and my back is killing me. Makes me feel like an old man at times. But at the end of the day, rain or shine (or super typhoons), I've got to do my very best to remain level-headed and try to keep Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-45728894729964739322019-04-24T10:04:00.000+08:002019-04-24T10:11:41.266+08:00Walking to the End of the EarthWednesday, April 24, 2019
I've had a string of bad luck lately that have gotten me feeling down. But interestingly, earthquakes struck the past couple of days, and they have given me some perspective, that I should still be thankful. Grateful that I'm alive and healthy, and appreciative of what I have.
I've been walking quite a bit lately, for long stretches. Aimlessly, I justCoconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-70862733977721607722019-04-15T00:17:00.005+08:002019-04-15T00:17:59.903+08:00Fever and Night's SolitudeSunday, April 14, 2019
I went out on a past-midnight walk/run, wanting to break a sweat and shake off this deep cough. The night's solitude and the fever were temporarily therapeutic, partly dissipating thoughts that were occupying my mind.
A fever has an interesting way sometimes, of making you feel bad enough, that it hones in one's focus on just physiological needs. And the Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-11032876765594370512019-02-21T06:11:00.000+08:002019-02-21T06:17:18.399+08:00Binangonan - KalbaryoThursday, February 21, 2019
Well, it's been a while. Thank you to all who remembered me and greeted me a happy birthday last month, as well as to those who have sent messages regarding my inactivity for the past several months. I guess I've been busy, with work and other things. And I've been battling some ongoing health issues.
I don't know why motivation to update the blog Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-89727854147134991082018-07-05T18:29:00.001+08:002021-06-01T15:17:21.512+08:00EmberThursday, July 5, 2018
I wrote an article a few years back, entitled "The Wind and the Fire". I spoke metaphorically about an inspirational time in my life. I was the fire. And the wind had breathed new motivation in me. Yet, over the years, the caressing breeze and harmony turned into violent storms and tornadoes. Regardless, the fire in me was able to withstand, Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-80705905826815037282018-06-14T12:20:00.003+08:002018-06-14T12:20:59.341+08:00MonsoonThursday, June 14, 2018
Wave after wave, the rains slam down. There are times, where you believe clear skies are finally ahead, only to be shocked that you were dead wrong. In fact it is during these times, where you may lower your guard somewhat, that the blow knocks you down and hurts the most.
Unfortunately, some people don't get back up or survive the ravaging from the typhoons Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19128944.post-1157426136428665162018-06-14T12:20:00.001+08:002018-06-14T12:20:43.467+08:00Old House
Thursday, June 14, 2018
This post has a melancholy feel to it, for me. Particularly because my grandmother has memories living and working at this place. And today it is like a skeleton of its former self, so devoid of life. It makes me wonder what it was like during its prime. But more, it makes me regret that period of time has gone and is no more. It is now Coconuterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06797054005834846709noreply@blogger.com17