The Difference Between Heaven and Hell...(from kuya Ryan)

A holy man was having a conversation
with the Lord one day and said.

'Lord, I would like to know what
Heaven and Hell are like.


The Lord led the holy man to two
doors.


He opened one of the doors and the
holy man looked in. In the middle of
the room was a large round table. In
the middle of the table was a large pot
of stew, which smelled delicious and
made the holy man's mouth water.
The people sitting around the table
were thin and sickly. They appeared to
be famished. They were holding
spoons with very long handles that
were strapped to their arms and each
found it possible to reach into the pot
of stew and take a spoonful.

But because the handle was longer
than their arms, they could not get the
spoons back into their mouths.

The holy man shuddered at the sight
of their misery and suffering.

The Lord said, 'You have seen Hell.


They went to the next room and
opened the door. It was exactly the
same as the first one. There was the
large round table with the large pot of
stew which made the holy man's mouth
water. The people were equipped with
the same long-handled spoons, but here
the people were well nourished and
plump, laughing and talking. The holy
man said, 'I don't understand.'

'It is simple,' said the Lord.

'It requires but one skill. You see
they have learned to feed each
other, while the greedy think only
of themselves.'

When Jesus died on the cross, He was
thinking of you.

ang psalmo ng isang estudiyante

Question: Ang Panginoon ang aking tanglaw,
sa panganib, ako'y iingatan
kanino ako masisindak, matatakot
kung ako'y laging nasa piling Niya....(Psalmo 27)



Answer: sa math...

Ang kwento ng isang pari tungkol sa charity

Mayroon isang cruise liner na tinamaan ng isang malakas na alon at bumunggo sa isang ice berg. lulubog na yung barko. lahat ng tao ay tumakbo sa mga life boat at lumikas, ngunit lahat ng mga ito ay lumubog rin. mayroon na lang isang lifeboat natira na may lugar para sa sampung pasahero. ang problema ay may labin tatlong pasahero ang sumakay dito.

may kailangang tatlo ang tumalon upang hindi lumubog ang life boat

Sabi ng Kastilang kasama nila "Viva espanya!" at sabay tumalon sa barko.

Nagsakripisyo siya ng kanyang buhay para sa kanila, ngunit may dalawa pang kailangan mag sakripisyo.

Bigla namang tumayo ang Amerikanong kasama nila at sinabing, "Long live America!!" at sabay tumalon sa tubig.

May isa pang kailangan tumalon para sila'y maligtas.

Bigla namang tumayo ang Pilipinong kasama nila at sinabing " Mabuhay ang Pilipinas!" at sabay tinulak sa tubig ang katabi niyang Hapon.

naligtas ang mga sakay ng lifeboat....

The Love Emo

The Love Emo....

He is unlike all the other emos, in that his only distress is heartache

He hates no one but himself for being too weak to create or maintain a relationship

He further intensifies his suffering not by inflicting physical pain, but by listening and singing sappy love songs

He thinks that every song about heartbreak applies to him

He may also occasionaly write sappy heart break poems or write random thoughts about heart break that he posts on the internet

He does not wear black, or any other themed clothing/accesories, rather, he writes the name of his love on his various posessions (on visors/caps, shoes, notebooks, calculators, skin, etc.)

He will try to find other love emos to be with so that he will have an audience to his stories of heartbreak, if there are none, he will pesterhis non love emo friends, regardless if they listen or not.

He does not usually resort to suicide, but if he ever does, his choice of suicide would not be the quick and easy slash the wrist cliche, rather, he will resort to the slow but sure death by Manila smoked breaded fried street isaw. (available at various Manila stretcorners for P10 a stick. Guaranteed to lose three minutes of your life per serving.)

-According to the self experience original field research by Geronimo M.

Mikko Digests...

I Digest so slow...that's why I'm so fat....dammit...in the same way that i'm so slow in updating this multiply site....

i have to stop the repetitive redundancies of not having the capability to be capable of deciding on a decision about the matters in the issues of my life....

I long to see my angel...the angel who always gives me hope, happiness and love...but I only get to see that angel in my dreams...while in reality, next to impossible to reach...a burning passion left unrequited tortures both mind and body...burning your fortitude, your strength...your self...and yet I don't want it to end...I want this...I want to feel this. If anything, this proves my love . Still i long for my angel...an angel that seems to high in heaven to reach.

i keep giving my all...all my love...all my ability...all my life...until i run out of it all and shrivel up...but what if i already am shriveled up and dry...? ...

i don't think i am...maybe because the very thing that drains me is what sustains me.

all i wanted was to know how it feels like...to have someone close to your heart, and who keeps you close to his in turn. Not such a far fetched hope...though fleeting...

This is not such a good year for love....