I have just received the sign of Ash Wednesday. It is a set of two crooked cross strokes of black dirt in my forehead that don't make me feel anything except if I would see myself in a mirror. "X what's that? Kulto?" (Whatever way I express it in words in front of the mirror, I still love it. I am weird though.)

I don't know what's with me that I really like to have the Ash sign. Maybe it's all because I never had any Ash Sign ever before OR maybe because I never go to church or believe in any religious things. Ya right. I never go to church EXCEPT in worse situations --- like burials, weddings, or store blessings. weeeeeeeeeeee! Yipeeeeeeeee! Ok, enough of that -- back to Ash sign. Ok. I got the sign after the mass here in Glorietta Mall (Of course, I must skip from work and leave Kuya Romy behind for a little while). Please don't think that I attended the said mass for God sake. I just went there for the purpose of having such sign.

Dust to dust. Ashes to ashes.

I love the concept. Why? Because I remember death. This is the thing that really fascinates me because I don't know what is death in the first place. All I know, we will all die. Yup but not exactly at the same
time. (Except of course if a huge asteroid bigger than the earth will kill as all). Hahahaha! Shit.

When it comes to my personal opinion, I find the Ash sign concept cool especially when I'll find myself walking amidst all those people who haven't got the sign as almost telling them that: "Hey! I got the sign folks! Sounds cool huh?"

By the way, Why are we from dust? Hmmm, it seems we need the sciences here. Alright. We are from dust because of the mere fact that we will be decomposed to several pieces when we die. Although our skeletons will remain, our flesh will not last and thus will join the soil or will be dust in general sense of the word. Well, the hell those sciences. What I would just surely believe is the fact that when I die I'll be dust because I would want myself to be cremated.

Now your laughing.