Staggered dinnertimes. Asked Brian to bring some food over to M.'s cafe staff.

Night chores.

My favorite time of the day has come again: an evening shower, and then snuggling in bed with a Netflix movie.

Paid David for the two days he fed and watered Keiko Kashigawa while Angelique was away.

Angelique arrived from her overnight trip with friends to Bataan.

One-hour, afternoon nap.

David is now watering the ground-floor, upper floor, and roof deck plants.

Worked half an hour on construction lines.

Worked an hour on construction lines for Painting #6 for my next exhibit.

Lunch at home with Aubrey.

Good morning, Cubao!

The day begins like a newly-opened storybook.

Sometimes, when a person is ill and others take VERY good care of him or her, he/she will have very little incentive to get well.

Children like brushing their teeth with colorful toothbrushes. Avoid black, blue, and green.

It is not offensive to construction workers to say that you eat like a construction worker if you eat a lot, because construction workers DO eat a lot. Those in my employ certainly do, for their work is very laborious and physical.

It is TRUTH.

Unless you believe that it is wrong to eat a lot.

Good night, Cubao!

Cherish that special moment when you lay your head on your pillow and pull your blanket over your body.

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You with two syllables in your name: There are things that need to get done first, so do not save those for later while attending to other, less important things.

Staggered dinnertimes; Aubrey still resting upstairs.

Night chores.

My favorite time of the day has come again: an evening shower, and then snuggling in bed with a Netflix movie.

Worked half an hour on sixteenth glaze for Painting #5 for my next exhibit.

Worked half a hour on construction lines for Painting #6 for my next exhibit.

Bought jalu-jalo for Aubrey and M.'s crew.

Asked M. to go to the center and pay our water bill.

Worked an hour on construction lines for Painting #6 for my next exhibit. 

Aubrey came down to lunch in the dining room.

David came in and fed and watered Keiko Kashigawa on the upper floor.

Lunch at home alone; Angelique with friends at a resort and Aubrey still resting upstairs.

Good morning, Cubao!

The gnomes are having a barbecue grill party.

Watched all 16 episodes of Korea's Bulgasal: Immortal Souls (2022). We are presented the story of an immortal spirit--a Bulgasal--who apparently steals the soul of a man so that she can live as a human and keep reincarnating. The man, in turn, becomes a Bulgasal and swears to search for her in every reincarnation to kill her a total of eight times, thus regaining his soul, and then seal her forever in a well, The first two episodes are gothic, bloody, and violent, set in the ancient Joseon period 600 years ago; Episode 3 onward is set in the present time. It is in Episode 3, indeed, where things become very interesting all the way through Episode 16. Yet, as we plod through the succeeding episodes, the story of the Bulgasal keeps revising itself via revelations from different characters.

The series features karma, karmic groups, and characters reincarnating and revisiting their relationships to one another, and is engrossing because the performers play their different roles very well. Produced two years after Tale of the Nine-Tailed (2020), it uses the same fantasy template and is just as engaging. There are, however, many non-sequiturs in dialogue and in characterization, particularly in protagonists' wanting to sacrifice themselves in some scenes and then not wanting to sacrifice themselves in later scenes, a pattern that keeps repeating itself ad nauseam. The key narrative, which is fully revealed in Episode 16, also seems too contrived, as though the writer had to write the story backward and could not make up his mind as to how it all began 1,000 years ago, and the final resolution convoluted and confusing. The subtitle "Immortal Souls" is yet another loophole, for the viewer is reminded again and again that Bulgasal have no souls. 

Two-hour, deep tissue massage. Ended midnight.

Good night, Cubao!

The gnomes change their bed linen on Fridays for cozy weekend nights.

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You with five syllables in your name: Always be mentally present and avoid the tendency to drop things.

 Aubrey arrived from her day and evening out with friends.

Staggered dinnertimes.

Asked David to  ring some food over to M.'s cafe.

Night chores.

My favorite time of the day has come again: an evening shower, and then snuggling in bed with a Netflix movie.

Two-hour, afternoon nap.

This afternoon in Cubao the air is still and the heat unbearable. Not a leaf is stirring in the trees. Even the birds are hiding away within the depths of the dragon tree. The atmosphere is so thick that one can scoop it and slather it like paint on a canvas.

It's heat-stroke season and everyone should stay indoors and hydrate themselves.

Fantasy is reality that exists in a parallel realm, for your mind and your heart are in all your realities.

Angelique arrived from the center. Then it was my turn to go out, this time to the neighborhood grocery. Did minor groceries. Couldn't help throwing in a half gallon box of ice cream.

Angelique went to the center to do groceries for an overnight trip with her former college schoolmates.

Aubrey is off to a despedida for a friend with her former high school classmates.

Worked half an hour on fifteenth glaze. Now must wait for these glazes to dry completely.

Worked half an hour on Painting #6 for my next exhibit. This painting begins today, March 18, 2022.

A big breakfast, as in The Color Purple.

Good morning, Cubao!

The sun wears a long robe of embroidered silk.

Good night, Cubao!

It is fun for everyone to camp out in the family den.

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You with two syllables in your name: Turn your back on the sadness of your past for good, for happiness always awaits you through honest work.

Angelique came  down to dinner in the dining room.

Brought some food over to M.'s cafe staff.

Night chores.

My favorite time of the day has come again: an evening shower, and then snuggling in bed with a Netflix movie.

Staggered dinnertimes; Angelique has online classes through 9:30 PM and Aubrey preparing for her night shift.

Worked half an hour on fourteenth glaze.

Creatures without souls not only have brains, they also have hearts, and it is their hearts that keep them attuned to one another and to the here and now.

A neighborhood hawker's stand is selling jalu-jalo again.

Worked half an hour on thirteenth glaze.

Aubrey came down to a late lunch in the dining room.

Brian is now cleaning the studio floor and organizing everything on the tabletops.

An efficient and trustworthy studio apprentice is always a great blessing.

Angelique came down to lunch in the dining room.

Worked an hour on twelfth glaze.

Took an early lunch at home; Angelique still resting upstairs and Aubrey asleep after her night shift.

Persons who yearn for love and romance never get what they want, because it is the very act of yearning that sates their neurosis.

I laugh whenever a card reader whips out a brand-new deck and shuffles it carefully, if not awkwardly, in front of me. 

It is always the old, worn-our deck with frayed edges that impresses me.

Good morning, Cubao!

The day proceeds like a boat across the river of sky.

Good night, Cubao!

Heed the nocturnal behavior of neighborhood animals.

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You with two syllables in your name: Save your photos by sending them to yourself as e-mail attachments.

Asked Nino to bring some food over to M.'s cafe staff.

Night chores.

My favorite time of the day has come again: an evening shower, and then snuggling in bed with a Netflix movie.

Angelique came down to dinner in the dining room.

A political turnabout ensues; an actor comes out of the closet.

Staggered dinnertimes; Angelique has online classes through 9:00 PM and Aubrey preparing for her night shift.

One-hour, afternoon nap.

Worked half an hour on eleventh glaze.

I see various depictions of heaven with multitudes of souls in long robes, as though they continue to be ashamed of the bodies they lived in, walking through clouds and surrounded by angels with white wings. None of them have writing equipment, oil painting paraphernalia, and knitting tools. All of them are mere bricks of the same mold being mortared into one, big wall--and I know that that is not the heaven I choose to be in.

I sincerely believe that every soul is an individual soul, and that heaven is custom-made to every individual.

Worked half an hour on tenth glaze.

Because I wake up to brewed coffee and a day of oil painting--and nothing more--I feel that I am already in heaven.

A bowl of ginataan from the cafe.

Staggered lunchtimes. Aubrey cooked breakfast and an early lunch before going to sleep after her night shift.

Yukiko Taka's and Cloudy's first car ride!

Brian, Nino, and a younger brother of Nino just arrived from Masbate brought them to the Barangay Health Center for free anti-rabies shots. Toto drove for them.

Good morning, Cubao!

The sun alerts your psyche to wake you up when you have to.

Good night, Cubao!

Pixies bathe in lakes formed by night puddles.

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You with seven syllables in your dream: Do not give up on your dream, but take only the most realistic steps to achieve it.

Angelique came down to dinner in the dining room.

Asked Nino to bring some food over to M.'s cafe staff.

Night chores.

My favorite time of the day has come again: an evening shower, and then snuggling in bed with a Netflix movie.

Staggered dinnertimes.

Worked half an hour on ninth glaze.

M. and David watered the roof deck, side balcony, and front balcony gardens and cleared the rooftops and gutters of debris.

 Worked half an hour on eighth glaze,

Angelique came down to lunch in the dining room.

Worked half an hour on seventh glaze.

Know this, that every detractor who spews hatred against you is a bright feather in your cap, for his very words kill him not only very slowly but also very surely.

Lunch at home alone; Angelique still resting upstairs and Aubrey asleep from her night shift.

Will sit in the small loggia with a cup of coffee for a while, and then face another painting day.

Good morning, Cubao!

The sun is a yellow mug of strong, brewed coffee.

Good night, Cubao!

Spirits of the deceased do not like wandering through rain. They stay inside a house they are already in and do not venture forth to enter other houses.

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You with six syllables in your name: Identify a night that is perfect for lighting scented candles. The candles will soothe your ruffled feathers and calm you down.

Aubrey's work hours are now on California daylight savings time.

Dinner at home with Angelique; Aubrey preparing for her night shift.

Whenever you get very upset over politics, one year is taken away from you in this lifetime.

I remember a time when atchays connived with one another and campaigned to have plastic cups destroyed so that they could not be reused. They never heard of the term "recycling", and proceeded to add so much plastic waste to the country's refuse.

Worked half an hour on sixth glaze.

M. and Rose and entourage are back from their civil wedding at Quezon City Hall.

Brian assembled a small tellurion for us.

Angelique and Aubrey came down to lunch in the dining room.

Worked half an hour on fifth glaze.

Your Messenger message:

"Good morning, sir Tony.

"I often dream about confronting or literally chasing after people who have done me wrong. In real life, I have already told them off and read them to filth. The odd thing is, these days, I don't think about them throughout the day but I have such dreams. I would fall asleep after watching somethig funny, completing my nightly prayer, and donning on my protective crystals, then.. there goes an angry dream. I would literally catch myself talking in my sleep..and this would wake me up.. between around 3am.. to 3:30 am. "Why do I still have these dreams sometimes? "Thank you."

My reply:

Hello _____!

Repression is one of your major defense mechanisms. What you repress--and suppress--in waking life emerges in your dream state via a psychological exhaust.

I suggest replacing this with the defense mechanism displacement. Try engaging in sports, perhaps contact sports, working out, or any activity or hobby that can physically exhaust you. An alternative is choosing a creative outlet like writing, painting, or needlework. Based on the latter suggestions you may infer that I, too, have a lot of pent-up anger--but I choose to channel the energy into producing things that are useful to everyone.

Don't follow your heart if it will only lead you to poverty.

Good night, Cubao!

The gnomes and the house mice always heed the chiming of the hours.

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You with four syllables in your name: Every act of kindness makes you sleep well at night.

M. and Brian arrived from Cavite.

M. and Rose's wedding will proceed as scheduled tomorrow. Rose's mother and relatives have been staying at the cafe quarters since yesterday.

Asked Nino to bring some food over to M.'s cafe staff.

Night chores,

My favorite time of the day has come again: an evening shower, and then snuggling in bed with a Netflix movie.

Staggered dinnertimes.

Worked half an hour on fourth glaze.

Lit candles and joss sticks at our family altar on the occasion of my father's birthday.

Worked half an hour on third glaze.

A delivery arrived.

Angelique and Jazz came down to lunch in the dining room.

Lunch at home alone; everyone else still asleep upstairs.

My father's birthday in his most recent lifetime.

Good morning, Cubao!

In mid-afternoon the sun shines his spotlights on the clouds, where the drama of your life is being staged.

Good night, Cubao!

Always monitor the wellbeing of everyone in your family.

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You with four syllables in your name: Do not expect to receive freebies from someone who hardly knows you.

Staggered dinnertimes.

Aubrey arrived home from dinner out with her coworkers, whom she met in person for the first time today after working her night shift from home since January.

Brought some food over to M.'s cafe staff.

Night chores.

My favorite time of the day has come again: an evening shower, and then snuggling in bed with a Netflix movie.

Evening rainfall in Cubao.

Worked half an hour on second glaze.

Angelique and Jazz came down to lunch in the dining room.

A cup of jasmine tea in the small loggia.

A nice, sunny afternoon.

Your Messenger message:

"Dear sir Tony,

Kamusta na po kayo? I dreamt of my mom last night. Asked her to do a reading for me. She drew four cards for me: nine of wands, two of wands, four of wands, and the sun card reverse. What does it mean po? Ingat po kayo at salamat."

My reply:

Hello ________!

Wands represent the element fire, therefore, action. That he sun card is in reverse means that you are taking action the wrong way, and your mother, as your spirit guide, is urging you to reassess your objectives and your plans of action.

This is the most I can tell you based on the information you gave me, since I also need to see the exact spread and the particular deck that was used. 

Worked an hour on first glaze.

Rose sent over a bowl of delicious ginataan. Her mother (she is also Nino's and David's mother and Michelle's aunt) arrived to attend M. and Rose's civil wedding on Monday. In the meantime M. and Brian are off to Cavite to repaint a room in M.'s mother's house, where Rose will be staying to give birth to and wean her baby.

Staggered lunchtimes. Aubrey is having lunch out with friends.