My Life, My Rules

This picture was intended as a joke but it seems to symbolize my unconventional way of doing things.

Since I was very young I’ve always had a mind of my own. Now I’m able to do pretty much everything I please and I’m a force to be reckoned with if anything gets in my way. I assure you it wasn’t achieved without much suffering. I was only 8 years old when I decided I will live my life the way I wanted to, and I ran away from home that day because my parents forced me to do something I didn’t like. I came back home on the same day because I realized I’m too young to get a job and live on my own. Since then I’ve listened to countless tirades from my mother and earned several scars on my legs from my father’s beating with a leather belt buckle. I still have some of those scars until now. I’ve made enemies with some of my elementary school teachers because I refused to do things that didn’t make sense to me at that time, such as tilling the ground at the back of the school under the midday sun. I told my teacher I didn’t go to school to become a farmer so why should I bother. I would cut classes and climb over the school walls when I wasn’t interested with the lessons. And I was only 8 years old.

I chose my schools, my college degree, and my job. It wasn’t easy because I didn’t come from a rich family, and I worked hard for everything.

Now that I’m a grown woman my family is pressuring me to get married and start a family. Marriage for my mother is a religious, social, and cultural protocol that should be undertaken by every single person. When I was very young she had taught me every single household chore so I could become a good wife and mother in the future. I don’t see it that way. While all the other girls were dreaming of their wedding day and having kids, I was only thinking about how I could leave home and live a life of my own, on my own terms. I never dreamed of getting married, and now that I’ve seen my share of so many lovely weddings from my friends I still couldn’t think of getting married. I just have so many things to do and so many places to see and so many answers to seek that I really shudder to think of the day that I would settle down and forget about my dreams so I could raise kids. Selfish, I know. But I was never going to be a good wife and mother anyway. I am saving an unlucky man and kids from a terrible misfortune of having an irresponsible wife and mother.

Every time people ask me why I’m still not married I would answer them with another question: “is marriage the only purpose of a person’s life?” If they insist that it is I would tell them to travel more so they can see that the world has so many problems and none of those problems will be solved by marriage.

Some people tell me that I would regret it in the future. But I have long since given up on regrets and I’ve been at peace with myself for a long time. I like living alone and I can’t imagine being tied to someone for the rest of my life because I haven’t found someone who truly understands me. If I ever decide to have a child of my own I can always undergo IVF. Life is short, I will not waste it living other people’s ideas of a perfect life.

This is my life. I’m the one who has to suffer if I make bad decisions. I will deal with it, and I can always forgive myself. I have miles to go before I sleep, my friends. Let me be.

A Three-Word Prayer

When I was a little kid I believed a priest when he said that prayers are more powerful in Latin, so I memorized all prayers in Latin. I used to pray the rosary in Latin and I laughed at people who pray in English. Now that I’ve grown up and learned a lot, and even graduated from a Jesuit university, all those Latin prayers rolled into three simple words:

Veritas liberabit vos

It means the truth shall set you free.

I still believe in God. The universe did not just appear out of nothing, someone very powerful must have created it. However, I no longer believe in religion and I don’t believe that religion will provide salvation. If God is just, he will judge us based on how we lived our lives and not on what we believed in.

I’m still in pursuit of truth and that is why I still keep on learning. But I have lived being true to myself and I don’t try to be what I’m not, and for me that is an honorable life. The “word” from the Bible comes from the Greek word “logos” which means knowledge. This pursuit of truth and knowledge is a lifelong journey for me.

3 Days Quotes Challenge – Day 3

“If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life.”

— Pablo Neruda

Life can be really hard, and for some people living is even harder than dying. When there is love, at least, life becomes meaningful.

Many thanks to Abdul Gani at for the nomination. His posts are truly inspirational and insightful.

3 Days Quotes Challenge – Day 2

“Every morning in Africa a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn’t matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle. When the sun comes up, you better start running.”

—African Proverb

It doesn’t matter what kind of person you are. Every day when you wake up you have to work in order to survive.

Many thanks to Abdul Gani at for the nomination. His posts are truly inspirational and insightful.

3 Days Quotes Challenge – Day 1

“If it can be solved, there’s no need to worry, and if it can’t be solved, worry is of no use.”

— Dalai Lama

The greatest lesson that Math has taught me is that every problem has a solution. It’s the same with life. The thing is that we cannot solve all our problems by ourselves. So if I have a problem that I can’t solve, I don’t waste time worrying about it, I look for others who can solve it. It’s called resourcefulness.

Many thanks to Abdul Gani at for the nomination. His posts are truly inspirational and insightful.

When You Try To Fight A Losing Battle

–Dylan Thomas

I never knew I had raged long after the light has died. I’ve been fighting a losing battle for the longest time. Even with defeat staring at me in the face a thousand times over, I still raged on because I thought I had the strength of a thousand women. But everything has its limits, and when all that strength is spent, all hope is lost, and all that’s left is nothing. This battle ends here.

My Friend

My friend, I am not what I seem. Seeming is but a garment I wear—a care-woven garment that protects me from thy questionings and thee from my negligence.

The “I” in me, my friend, dwells in the house of silence, and therein it shall remain for ever more, unperceived, unapproachable.

I would not have thee believe in what I say nor trust in what I do—for my words are naught but thy own thoughts in sound and my deeds thy own hopes in action.

When thou sayest, “The wind bloweth eastward,” I say, “Aye it doth blow eastward“; for I would not have thee know that my mind doth not dwell upon the wind but upon the sea.

Thou canst not understand my seafaring thoughts, nor would I have thee understand. I would be at sea alone.

When it is day with thee, my friend, it is night with me; yet even then I speak of the noontide that dances upon the hills and of the purple shadow that steals its way across the valley; for thou canst not hear the songs of my darkness nor see my wings beating against the stars—and I fain would not have thee hear or see. I would be with night alone.

When thou ascendest to thy Heaven I descend to my Hell—even then thou callest to me across the unbridgeable gulf, “My companion, my comrade,” and I call back to thee, “My comrade, my companion“—for I would not have thee see my Hell. The flame would burn thy eyesight and the smoke would crowd thy nostrils. And I love my Hell too well to have thee visit it. I would be in Hell alone.

Thou lovest Truth and Beauty and Righteousness; and I for thy sake say it is well and seemly to love these things. But in my heart I laught at thy love. Yet I would not have thee see my laughter. I would laugh alone.”

My friend, thou art good and cautious and wise; nay, thou art perfect—and I, too, speak with thee wisely and cautiously. And yet I am mad. But I mask my madness. I would be mad alone.

My friend, thou art not my friend, but how shall I make thee understand? My path is not thy path, yet together we walk, hand in hand.

Excerpt From

The Madman

Khalil Gibran

The Mystery Blogger Award

It’s been a crazy busy week for me and today I finally have a little time to post something, so I’ll take this opportunity to thank Daniele Corbo of for nominating me for the Mystery Blogger Award.

Here’s what the Mystery Blogger Award is all about. This is an award created by Okota Enigma. The rules for this award are:

Put the award logo/image on your blog.

List the rules.

Thank whoever nominated you and provide a link to their blog.

Mention the creator of the award and provide a link as well.

Tell your readers 3 things about yourself.

You have to nominate 10 – 20 people.

Notify your nominees by commenting on their blog.

Here are three things about myself:

1. My name is MG and I live in Cebu City, Philippines.

2. I love to travel and I have another blog exclusively for my travels, the

3. This blog, cogitoesoterica, is a secret blog that my friends don’t know about.😄

And here are my nominees in no particular order. They are all very interesting blogs.


Jeanny Lakwatchera


Emmanuel Rockan


Viola Bleu

Candice, This Made Me Smile Today




Once again thank you so much Daniele Corbo for the nomination. And thank you as well to all my followers. I’d also like to thank Jeanny Lakwatchera of for the Blogger Appreciation Award nomination a few days ago. Please bear with me for not posting about it since I was really busy these past few days. I’m currently preparing for a trip abroad this coming Saturday. So my dear friends, please bear with me if I won’t be able to read your posts in the next few days in case I will have issues connecting to the internet.😄

See you soon!