Goodbye Pic-Link

It is official. Pic-link is shutting down on June 07, 2011 after being a melting pot of ideas and friendships for the longest time.  It’s a sad thought to say goodbye to something which helped budding bloggers like I am express ourselves thru our journals, at a time when there was no other avenue to do so, other than to maintain a written journal.

It was 2004 when I first stumbled upon Pic-Link. Like it’s successors Face Pic, Face Party and now the reformatted Friendster, Pic-Link, was probably the first online community where people and most bloggers interacted freely, criticized each other’s writing styles, dated and got hitched, and witnessed the drama of people unfold.

After seven years, Pic-Link finally bids goodbye.  I have no idea as to what the new format will be like, hopefully, something better. I do know though, I am forever grateful to Pic-Link for helping me get in touch with my demons, my creative side and with my heart.

Thank you fellow Pic-link members for being with me all these years. Your comments, your friendship, your criticisms are greatly valued.

And to that someone who made me fall in love......, thank you. 

WIll You?

If you close your eyes and let darkness engulf your vision
Will you be able to see me?
Will you be able to find me?
And when you do, will you be able to save me?

Genesis

I've decided to spend most of my idle time into breathing life to another blog, well, several blogs. I was inspired by the works of people like Ron Mistica (http://palakangpetot.blogspot.com/), Canonista(http://iamembracinglife.blogspot.com/), and Xander (http://aboynamedxander.blogspot.com/) who don't seem to run out of brain juice as they keep all their creative juices flowing. My heart is pumping blood unusually like a five year old kid rushing for candy, but my brain is that hand that holds on to that kid saying NO.

I used to write a lot when I was younger. I'd spend most of my day either referencing articles or making up stories and bringing life to characters. I wonder where all of these characters are now...probably, in the same limbo as I am. Nonetheless, I do know that if one is born with a writer's soul, one will manage to find a way to tell stories about the most mundane things in the world - exaggerate comedy, put more drama in daily routines, and let the world witness the dramedies of humanity.

At some point, there will be a clash between reality and fantasy, drama versus comedy, humanity versus the unknown, and logic versus faith. I do not even know what the hell I am writing about. But my stupid fingers just go click..click..click and my laptop doesn't seem to mind.

Click... click.. click....

Beautiful: Haley Rheinhart (Carole King)

You've got to get up every morning with a smile on your face
And show the world all the love in your heart
Then people gonna treat you better
You're gonna find, yes, you will
That you're beautiful as you feel

Waiting at the station with a workday wind a-blowing
I've got nothing to do but watch the passers-by
Mirrored in their faces I see frustration growing
And they don't see it showing, why do I?

You've got to get up every morning with a smile on your face
And show the world all the love in your heart
Then people gonna treat you better
You're gonna find, yes, you will
That you're beautiful as you feel

I have often asked myself the reason for THE sadness
In a world where tears are just a lullaby
If there's any answer, maybe love can end the madness
Maybe not, oh, but we can only try

You've got to get up every morning with a smile on your face
And show the world all the love in your heart
Then people gonna treat you better
You're gonna find, yes, you will
That you're beautiful as you feel

Rhiannon: Haley Rheinhart (Fleetwood Mac)

Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night
And wouldn't you love to love her?
Takes through the sky like a bird in flight
And who will be her lover?

All your life you've never seen a woman
Taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you Heaven?
Will you ever win?

She is like a cat in the dark
And then she is the darkness
She rules her life like a fine skylark
And when the sky is starless

All your life you've never seen a woman
Taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you Heaven?
Will you ever win? Will you ever win?


Rhiannon
Rhiannon
Rhiannon
Rhiannon

She rings like a bell through the night
And wouldn't you love to love her?
She was alive like a bird in flight
And who will be her lover?

All your life you've never seen a woman
Taken by the wind
Would you stay if she promised you Heaven?
Will you ever win? Will you ever win?

Rhiannon
Rhiannon
Rhiannon

Taken by, taken by the sky
Taken by, taken by the sky
Taken by, taken by the sky

Dreams unwind
Love's a state of mind
Dreams unwind
Love's a state of mind

Project Reconstruction

And then a light bulb moment ....

I can actually dig into my old Friendster and Pic-Link Blogs for updates. Yebah! We will survive.

Ground Zero

So... I "accidentally" deleted seven years of memories when I migrated my Google account and consolidated it. Who would have thought that all of this linking could be so devastating. Panic overcame me as I tried all efforts known to man to salvage my blog but.. I guess that's the end of it.

I do know however and I believe that there is no such thing as coincidence. Maybe I was meant to delete those entries so I can move forward with my life and write more interesting stories, share more relevant experiences and touch lives in a positive way....

I guess we will see.....