A street car named desire

"And she rode a street car named desire,leaving everything behind."

A street car named desire is a play written by Thomas Williams, It centers on a desolated woman named Blanche DuBois. Reared in Old South aristocratic traditions, she lived elegantly in the family homestead, married a man she adored, and pursued a career as an English teacher. But her life fell apart when she discovered that her husband, Allen Grey, was having a homosexual affair. Disgraced, he killed himself. Blanche sought comfort in the arms of other men, many men. After she had relations with one of her students, a 17-year-old, authorities learned of the encounter and fired her. Meanwhile, relatives died and she could not keep up the family home. Eventually, creditors seized it. The play begins when Blanche arrives in New Orleans to stay with her sister, Stella, and her crude, outspoken husband, Stanley Kowalski. Though scarred by her past, Blanche still tries to lead the life of an elegant lady and does her best, even lying when necessary, to keep up appearances.

Points to ponder:

The play was full of quotations,metaphors and symbolism. The streetcar that Blanche rode that was named desire was actually her inner desires. She wanted to break free from the past and live in a world of her own fantasies.

She thought she was the queen,the Lady of the roses but it was only her delusions and her sanity is slowly taking her.

Blanche lives in a cocoon of unreality to protect herself against her weaknesses and shortcomings. including her inability to repress untoward sexual desire. To preserve her ego, she lies about her promiscuous behavior in Laurel,she shuns bright light, lest it reveal her physical imperfections and she refuses to acknowledge her problem with alcohol.

The same way, we people use lies to deceit others,popularity to gain own interest. Basic human instinct, I called it. We are all somewhat like Blanche who hides behind our own made masks.

Facing the truth,hard it may be and accepting things that are beyond our thinking are some of life's lesson hidden in the play. We need to acknowledge our own being and stop pretending to be like others.

It's ironic to say that, we sometimes wish we are someone else,or doing something we never really wanted.

Frustrations come and go,lies are everywhere and precious moments doesn't last for a life time.

So smile often,take off that mask and took a lot of pictures. Write something you wanted and express your thoughts often. Carpe diem(Seize the day).

We don't like to lose our sanity like Blanche.I hope it makes sense.

And to end this blog with a quote from Blanche

"I was on the verge of — lunacy, almost!"

Rainy days

It was raining hard this past days,until now.

This might be nature's way of reminding the people to take good care of our habitat.

The electricity's out and slowly the day is covered with darkness. And as I opened the television as soon as the electricity was back,I was dumbstruck to saw in the news about the casualties of the typhoon that strike manila.

The number of casualties is still growing and a number of properties had been destroyed,sad to say.

We Filipinos are really weird, I guess so.On one hand, our nation had its common love for our Lord Jesus Christ,with churches filled with parishioners every Sunday. As I remember, our country is more than 85 percent Roman Catholics and Christians. Therefore that the Philippines is almost 85 percent heaven.Simplistic,perhaps but it sounds logical. And as I know the Philippines is the only Catholic nation in asia but it seems we are far pathetic than our neighboring countries maybe because of our lack of faith.

This typhoon had given us a lesson,never to abuse God's given gifts. We can't blame the river to flow or the streets to be flooded. Each of us is held responsible of our own doings.

Tons of garbage thrown in the rivers,squatter colonies are everywhere, I see billboards promoting sex and violence while attempting to promote products.Where are our Christian values people?

God has made stewards of His Creation but why are we destroying it?

Are we still Christians, or mere individuals who only care for ourself?

So many what ifs. and questions.

I hope we Filipinos had already learned something from this incident.

Positive views on the typhoon:

When I was little, I wanted what many normal children all over the country wanted. I wanted to have good clothes, many friends and a simple life with my family.

I also wanted everything even the moon who shines bright every night.I was still a child back then but I believe I can be a prince of my own world.

And I thought- if I just wished hard enough and was good enough, I'd wake up one day with all this dreams of my nostalgic childhood in reality.

And this typhoon had relieved my childhood experiences.This are the things I've been yearning for so long-quality time with my family.

I admire those family who lives under one roof,sharing warm cooked foods, contented with the simple things that they have. My childhood memories are still within me, until now. I have kept this so called childhood contentment.

I have been longing to be a child again, a child that is loved and cared for.

Because of the typhoon-

We had shared once again warm cooked foods under a single light from a candle.

It was simple but I was happy,very very happy.

Simple things are often ignored,people are consumed by materialistic possessions.

But for me,precious times matters most.

Thank you typhoon,you had given me another realization.

Rainy days,come and visit us again, I'll be always ready.

-Anton a.k.a. tonski

Monotonous

When he died, Juan found himself in an exquisite place, surrounded by all the comfort and beauty he had always dreamed of. A man dressed in white spoke to him:

‘You can have anything you want, any food, any pleasure, any diversion,’ he said.

Delighted, Juan did everything he had dreamed of doing while alive.
Then, after many years of pleasure, he again searched out the man in
white.

‘I’ve done everything I wanted to do. Now I need a job, so that I can feel useful,’ he said.

‘I’m sorry,’ replied the man in white. ‘But that is the one thing I can’t give you; there is no work here.’

‘How awful!’ said Juan angrily. ‘That means I’ll spend all eternity bored to death! I wish I was in Hell!’

The man in white came over to him and said softly:

‘And where exactly do you think you are, sir?’

Random things:

The little prince once quoted that: "My life is monotonous", was he trying to say that life become so boring or should I say life become meaningless.

I pity the little prince but I pity myself more,I can't find something to hold on to and I can't blame the little prince for feeling the same way that I did.

Still hoping for the best.

-Antonski

P.S. "To my beloved sister Carla,Thank you for teaching me how to dance in the rain" I don't want to forget my childhood simplicity you taught me, I don't like to act like a foolish adult who are only interested with investments,figures and popularity.

Wait for me up there,surely I'll be coming there soon.