Mga Bata, Pag-usapan Natin ang Sex

Minsan naiisip ko, makipagkilala kaya ako sa bus at pag-usapan namin ang tungkol sa sex na parang pinag-uusapan lang kung paanong ang carbon dioxide ay nagiging oxygen. Sex lang naman ang pag-uusapan.. napagtanto ko na simple lang naman ‘to. Sex alone is just as effortless as the process of combining genetic traits, or penetration ng genital ng lalake sa genital ng babae. Simpleng simple. Pero paano kung ang magtatanong sa akin ay isang five-year old na bata, ganon din kaya ang isasagot ko sa kanya, or I would be most people na ikwekwento ang sex in a fairy tale genre, in a jokingly manne,r or just a plain-lie-chronicle-supposed-to-be-story-for-children. Naisip ko bata yon.

Malalaman niya rin yon quite a few years from that time. At bata ‘yon na gusto ng mga kasagutan sa mga tanong na nakakapagpalito sa kanya. How pathetic na sasabihin mong galing siya kung saan at napulot lang sa tabi ng kama. I believe he is a child and a child could understand more. A kid should not be tied from the word ‘only’ because he is a being whose innocence could understand the most complicated matter as long as you let him understand it. But most, nasa iyo ang malaking responsibilidad na maaaring makapagpabago sa buhay ng isang bata. Nasa iyong kamay ang magiging kinabukasan ng musmos na nagtatanong sa’yo. Nasa isasagot mong kwentong nagtataglay ng mahigit dalawampung salita ang maaaring makapagpabago sa mundo. Nasa batang ‘yon ang maaaring mag-impluwensya sa mga daan-daang tao na maaaring mag-impluwensya sa milyon-milyong tao dito sa mundo.

Kung iisipin, ang sex ay hindi isang komplikado at maselan na usapin. Ang komplikado at maselang subject matter ay kung ano ang gagawin ng isang bata sa pagkakaalam niya sa salitang sex. Ang komplikado dito ay ang buhay ng isang musmos. Kaya sa akin, pag may nagtanong na five-year-old na bata tungkol sa sex, madali lang.

Er, mahirap din pala. Pero dahil future ng mundo ang nakasalalay sa akin, ipapaliwanag ko ng walang halong fairy tale!

Where Did You Get the Idea of a Chair

The question is, “Where did you get the idea of a chair?” Fine, I will rephrase the question. How do you know a chair is indeed a chair? Okay, I will then articulate it to a better one. How on earth that you know that this thing is this thing? How do you know that the sun is the sun? a bridge is a bridge? a dog is a dog? Why do you believe that the moon is the moon, and not a book or a building?

Because you have a brain.

It is said that the brain is the most chuwariwap body part of a man. It controls the muscles. It causes the secretions of bodily chemicals releasing hormones. It compiles memory data. It is the reason why we think. It is free will. And in spite of all effort by humanity in the field of science, much about how the brain works remains a mystery.

But if I crack open your skull.. what will I see? Blood, brain tissues, a lump of meat. If I rip open your chest and cut your heart into two, what is there to surprise me?

Will I be able to find that one thing, that one thing having a distinct existence?

Will I be able to see your mind? Or your soul.

So I have to ask this one more time, where did you get the idea of a chair?