TSUNAMI! TSUNAMI!

And the world was shook (literally it had seemed) by a legendary scourge known to man as Tsunami. It is a word of Japanese origin just like Haiku. Except for that one singular similarity in the country of nativity, everything else between the two Nippon words is farthest apart like the space that operates between Milky Way and Andromeda.

Unlike the dreaminess of a short lyrical poem, Tsunami refers to a giant accumulation of seawater, rising up steadily from a certain situs point where the earth’s core is violently disturbed---as in an earthquake underneath the ocean---and gradually builds up waves whose force exponentially increases with each nautical mile it navigates. Thus, the farther the shore hit, the higher the water rising to dry lands where the ill-fated inhabitants lay complacent and unawares and thus, the worse of disaster it becomes. Tsunami is one of the most unforeseen among all force majeure, and at the same time amongst the deadliest of all. Like serpents in the field, Tsunamis strikes when nobody is watching.

We grieve with sympathy for those who were lost in this yet another earthly disaster. The rumblings of nature are at times inconceivable but such is the way of the world.

At times we feel drowned into the abyss of disaster after disaster, and yet we try to persevere and survive past each tragedy because man by nature perseveres and survives any hardships he encounters---he has no choice but to rise up again like a phoenix from the sun. That was how man evolved through a prolonged and protracted adaptation to the climate and environment that surrounds him. When there will be a time that humans should wither, that would be the time that we will lost our spirit to go on and persist; to resist and struggle, to live and survive. Thus we see the early man of the ancient world taking each painful and slow step towards the preservation of the specie until he did know fire and the wheel allowed him much more distance in much lesser effort. He have seen fire and he had built arrows and molten wares, and then his existence become more sufferable with more food on the table and better armor against predators and fellow humans who only seek the blood of their own in their calloused hands. And so the specie persisted and humanity today finds comfort and solace that our ancestors have not withered despite the cruelty of their prehistoric environment.

At present, we are perturbed by the landslides and the hurricanes and the menacing super-typhoons that pursue our deepest fears---pursuing it like no other. And now, we are face to face with another juggernaut called Tsunami---one that strikes us from the back, and strikes us in its deadliest form. We must persist and stay faithful to the willings of our Lord. For it may be the harshness of fate that sorrowed our hearts every time we see the piling corpses on the glaring television screens, yet is also fate that allows us to persist and insist and traverse any hindrance to the survival of the specie. If there be a time as I said that we will lose sight on persisting to exist, we may lose the spirit that enlivened and emboldened our ancestors to take each step forward---no matter how difficult, no matter how hard.

We must find a way to survive this menace called Tsunami. Man must persist.