Friday, January 26, 2018

ODE TO AN ADELPHIAN IMMORTALITY

Dedicated to brother Wesley John  
 
1
A sense of presence and delight
In all its sweetness felt
Despite the raging of life’s plight
 
It pulsates as it’s dealt
 
It’s you- so true so clearly here
As sure as one can be
This brilliance in my existential sphere
Is your whispered voice- I’m free!
 
 
2
A constancy of tragedy stabbing
Replaying rewinding now forward then back
Vivid images of a tragic ending
Seeping  through  my pained soul-crack

 Time and future pillaged bare
 In a swift intersecting moment broken
You’re no longer here or there
Crossed out now- your name only spoken
 
 
3
Tears made visible and groans that sound
A void so earthly felt and so deeply clear
But between each tear and groan abound
Moments of presence so familiar and dear

 This Bloody Mary mix of joy and bitterness
Is you- in this new concoction of fraternity
A sour of absence with a tasty tenderness
Gone now.  Yet always present for eternity!
 
 
 
Bob Managbanag
January 2018
 



Wednesday, December 20, 2017

A TITAN UNBOUND



 

Wesley John
1968-2017
(An intimate retrospective by Leo Hill)

“He is Jason and Hercules and Perseus---a figure so strong and beautiful and heroic that the blood of the gods must flow through him, because how else could a being so fine exist in this world?”
-J. Kenner (from her novel Release Me)

The quote from J. Kenner’s erotic and emotionally charged romantic novel (as unlikely as it seems) perfectly captures the essence that is Wesley John.  After all, eroticism and romanticism are realities that essentially capture “passion”- a primal fire that embodies the deepest and fullest experience of life.  Kenner’s quote was a figurative expression meant to evoke images of the Titan- a primordial race of legendary and mythological giant-gods rooted in Greek and Roman mythology.   To refer to one as a “Titan” is to characterize the impact of one’s life.  Passion is what made Wesley John a Titan- in death, in life, and in his transcendent presence.

Passion was and is the sum total of Wesley John’s character and identity.  This passion fueled the creation of his 9-year chopper-biker persona “Vicious Vega” and his fire-painted bike: that thunder-striking “Black Dragon”.   It was this very same tandem who both met a tragic and fatal end that late afternoon of November 2017 in an unfortunate and violent vehicular accident.  This passion for savoring life and play earlier in his life pushed a 7-year old Wes off a second-story stairway balcony plummeting headfirst to a ground covered with broken shards of concrete blocks.  By a fortunate twist of fate he survived the fall, the  massive loss of blood, and the two punctures on the top of his head.  But it was an ominous sign of what was to come.  The fates weren’t so kind that November afternoon.

Born on the Philippine islands in October 1968 to godly and religious parents (a minister and a teacher) this Titan became earth-bound to a world of religious and spiritual Christian Evangelicalism (with some fundamentalist streaks) suffused with love, fervor, authenticity, and yes- passion!   This youngling’s thirst for art, music, sports, and adventure was openly nurtured and encouraged early on.  But it was also tempered with deep and strong family, moral, and spiritual values.  Wesley John flourished in this rarified air as a reluctant young phenom: low-key and quiet those early years yet passionately driven to excel as an academic achiever, an artist, a musician, and an athlete.  This passionate drive propelled him into being the only child to play a key role in a grown-up theatrical production, into learning bass guitar-playing just to enhance a gospel rock performance, into a stellar debut playing center in his High School varsity basketball team, and even into holding multiple bible quiz championship titles at church competitions.  

The birthing, nurturing, and tempering of Wesley John’s passionate thirst and hunger shaped a gravitational force of titanic proportions in his life.  Academically he finished at the top of his class in the elementary, secondary, and collegiate levels; as well as in his training at the dramatic arts.  He could sing and play guitar-piano-bass-drums.  He composed and wrote songs and instrumentals (recording a CD of original music).  His art portfolios covered various forms of art from pencil to  photography and graphic design.  He became a proficient practitioner of the martial arts.  He wrote original scripts, creative storylines, and various literary pieces.  He transformed his physique from a skinny and lanky adolescent to a body-builder-muscled young adult (without the use of steroids).  And he finished his body masterpiece with the most impressive body art: a crimson-inked expansive serpent tattoo with deeply symbolic dragon heads.  He played beach and indoor volleyball, played table tennis (becoming a master chopper), and played basketball (perfecting his hook shots and of course his dunks).  To entertain the women - he learned various dance forms from hip hop to salsa, making sushi, and the art of effective dating and flirtation (even consulting with a dating coach).  To land his first major movie appearance (Scorpion King)- he added horseback riding and archery to his acquired skills.   To extend his abilities towards portraying “the bad guy image” he became proficient with firearms and of course with Harley bikes.  Wes had this insatiable drive as an actor that coupled with his dedication to hard work and persistence opened him to perfecting his craft and playing roles and parts on stage, commercials, television, and films.  He was passionate with any performing art-form: from being the charismatic frontman of a blues band to starring in an independent film, television pilot, or YouTube/internet film.

Yet in the true spirit of an earth-bound Titan- Wesley John was also privy to the unsavory side of his inner passionate drives.  As a child his eyesight regressed (from hours of drawing by candlelight) to the point that for the rest of his life he either needed glasses or contact lenses to see clearly.  His obsessive compulsion to create and try new things and experiences  not only made him prone to life-threatening incidents but also bred in him the impulse to push the boundaries of what was conventional in every aspect of life.  His latest portfolio of exquisitely and finely mastered art sketches have such a grotesque and macabre character that it is not only visually stunning but also striking enough to give your kids nightmares or your grandparents a heart attack.  He raised pythons as pets (feeding them rats both alive and dead).  There was a time as an adolescent when he secretly experimented with excessive smoking (finishing an entire pack in one day and at one sitting).  Wes regularly worked and partied at the annual Halloween bash in the Playboy mansion- the Mecca of the hedonistic lifestyle.  When he was a 12-year old, after praying earnestly and fervently a prayer that went unanswered, he was heard bitterly weeping- “that was a total waste!”  During his latter years Wes continued to actively explore and engage in other avenues of spirituality and philosophy: eastern mysticism, The Secret, Chopra, even agnosticism and atheism.  In his darkest moments Wes had also gone through episodes of anxiety and nervous breakdowns.  There were times when his passionate energies took him to the lowest places that in one of those low moments he  blurted out "fuck my life!” (He just had an accident after a film shoot and totaled his truck).

But to relegate Wesley John to an existential angst is to overestimate his foibles and completely miss the point about the dark-sided energies of his passionate drive.  For all his renegade antics and daring forays beyond the boundaries of acceptable and normative behavior- this Titan was firmly bound to the essential spirituality and values of his early life.  Despite his active engagement in what was outside accepted moral, religious, and spiritual orthodoxy; Wes always returned to the Christian faith of his formative years; but  always as one who was deeply and spiritually rooted yet transcendent of the Christian confines.  This made him an authentic and passionate person of faith- able to intensify and raise the ambient energy of any social context at multiple levels.  This was especially true in the religious and spiritual contexts.  For years he led worship at his dad’s church, played and sang in his brother’s worship band, and performed in his cousin’s church music ministry.  And in all these contexts he created a deep and lasting impression as one who had touched persons at soul-level.  This was especially true with Wesley John’s family.  From his parents, to his older brother and younger sister, to his uncles and aunts, to his cousins, but most especially to his nieces and nephews: his spiritually-rooted yet transcendent and authentic passion made him an indispensable elemental presence in the clan ecology.  Having been a bachelor with no progeny - he doted on his nieces and nephews as a parent spoils his children.  But most importantly he fathered in them  a deep passion for life, self improvement, and fearless exploration.  The family lore is littered with experiences of jam sessions, comedic and serious conversations, and memorable excursions with Uncle Wes.  His brother tearfully reminisces jamming/singing together and communicating to each other in memorable movie lines (from Tombstone, Alien, Batman, and Lethal Weapon) through IM and Facebook.

This transparent authenticity made Wes vulnerable and genuinely human.  But the vulnerability and humanity had a torrential undercurrent: his driving passion.  That divine, unearthly, and passionate inner  life force empowered him to be truly and honestly himself that there was no pretense, no hypocrisy, and no- acting.  Perhaps this is the secret that made him a great actor-performer, a deeply spiritual person, and a true friend.  This is what made Wesley John a Titan earth-bound.  During his memorial, a young actor came up to his brother and privately confessed how Wes had literally saved him.  He was at a desperately critical juncture in his life: terribly overweight, brutally self-hating, and morbidly suicidal.  It was Wes and his friendship that pulled him out of the  abyss.  This actor lost his excessive weight, rediscovered his own life-passion, and got his life back on track.  (He quietly left the memorial to go back on location shooting a major film.)  This is the crux of Wesley John’s impact on the lives he touched and whose lives touched him.  The depth and breadth of his human connection transcended, crossed over, and even violated- racial, class, status, sexual orientation, family, religion, moral, and spiritual lines.  When one is in the company of the “real” deal, a life-changing experience happens.  The fellow employees at his day-job (Enterprise Rent-A-Car) can attest to it.  His fellow thespians and performers in the arts and entertainment community always relish it.  And his friends in the Filipino community who shared his love for basketball (and all things Filipino) bear witness to it.   They were the last to see him earth-bound (after a grueling but satisfying basketball workout) minutes before fate took over that November afternoon.  It was a fitting conclusion to where he started his life journey.

How does one deal with the death of a Titan?  Answer:  the same way one deals with a Titan’s birth.  Titans are immortal and larger than life.  When Titans are born they become bound and chained to a temporal existence.  They struggle- even suffer, to stretch, pull, push, and challenge the extent and limits of this constrictive plight.  But in this life-process they reveal their true transcendent and resplendent nature.   Wesley John became earth-bound in October 1968.  But in his life journey, he revealed his brilliant nature and his genuinely transcendent character.  That revelation has become our experience of blessing and fulfillment.   Jesus was quoted as saying- “it is better for you that I leave because if I don’t leave, the Friend won’t come to you...” (John 16:7 The Message).  Jesus seemed to be indicating that his death was inevitable in order for him to be truly present to “all” persons.  His death was a release and a liberating act that allowed Him to be an unbounded presence in all of us.  The Jedi knight Obi Wan Kenobi alluded to the same reality moments before his duel came to an end when he claimed- “if you strike me down,  I will become more powerful than you can ever imagine...” (Star Wars Episode 4: A New Hope).  A Titan’s death is release and freedom from being bound by limits and constrictions.   Wesley John’s untimely death in November 2017 was only untimely for us.   He is a Titan.  His passion was titanic and expansive; always struggling against and enduring the chains of his humanity.  But in this struggle and endurance he tasted the finite joy and hope of being authentically himself, of being connected with humanity, and of becoming genuinely human.  Wes was and is truly a gift to those who had the life-giving experience of knowing him and loving him.  The accident that ended his human life also released his passion and gave him freedom from all limits.  Wes has become purely transcendent and free.  Shelley’s play about the freedom of Prometheus- probably the most notable Titan in Greek and Roman mythology spells out this titanic experience of breaking free.  The play’s closing lines in its final act say-

“To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; 
To forgive wrongs darker than death or night;  To defy Power, which seems omnipotent; To love, and bear; To hope till Hope creates from its own wreck the thing it contemplates;  Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent;  This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be good, great and joyous, beautiful and free; This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory.”
-(Final lines of the play Prometheus Unbound by Percy Shelley)

The Hollywood talent agent and the agency that represented Wes, in a truly generous act, have dedicated a star (in the Pegasus constellation) as a tribute to him.  And in his memory this star in the heavens now forever bears his name.  An appropriate homage to the man who is now myth and legend.  He is the transcendent presence, the ebullient passion, and the creative inspiration that now graces us deeper than he ever did before.  Wesley John is now a Titan unbound!


Leo Hill (December 2017)

Postscript:
“Death swallowed by triumphant Life!  Who got the last word oh Death?  Oh, Death, who’s afraid of you now?”
-(1 Corinthians 15:55 The Message)
 
POSTED BY BOB M. WITH LEO HILL'S PERMISSION

Sunday, May 15, 2016

You're Welcome


There it was on my work iPhone: she died just a few minutes ago.  She didn't die alone. Our hospice nurse was with her night and day since she took a turn for the worst.  Her only companion in life- a true friend, was also by her side.  She had always been alone: from her troubled past to her abandonment by all who were dear in her life- family and friends.  All she had was this one faithful friend and the team of caring professionals from Roze Room Hospice.

I was a part of that Roze Room Team.  I was her Spiritual Counselor.  She asked me to tell her about Jesus (an echo from her turbulent past).  Together we went on a journey of discovering Jesus and His transcendent presence- beyond religion, tradition, and dogma... just that real presence.  She would never let me leave without praying with her.  Then our ways parted (she left our hospice service for a while and I focused on bereavement counseling).  I moved on as did she.  When she came back on our service (her dying becoming so apparent).  Our paths did not cross.

As I read that e-mail announcing her quiet and peaceful death- a heaviness weighed down upon my heart.  I felt the impact of the loss.  I was in tears.  Then in my contemplative state it came upon me: a strong and deep sense of peace, release, and subtle-joy.  I felt intensely connected.  I heard her still tranquil voice.  "Thank you".  I whispered- "you're welcome"

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Reflections On The Life of Caitlyn Jenner


When I was a religion and philosophy student in college there was an ongoing philosophical discussion on being versus becoming.  To teach us this ongoing philosophical tension some of our professors even required us to write our papers without using "be" words (am, is, are, was, were, etc.).  At that time the young philosophical rebel within me thought the mental exercise was impractical and unnecessary... even pointless.  Now that I am older and hopefully wiser I finally got the point of it.  Nothing illustrates this so clearly more than the media blitz that is Caitlyn Jenner.

When we define something or someone we use "being" statements.  I am... THIS... not THAT.  You are THIS... you are NOT THAT.  This is how we establish identity and individuality.  We form our sense of self (who we are) this way.  "Being" statements fix us and anchor us to a definite point.  It makes us nurture a sense of stability and centeredness that helps us experience meaning in our lives.  When Jenner announced herself as Caitlyn she was making a "being" statement.  I AM Caitlyn Jenner.  Bruce Jenner WAS NOT really me. Caitlyn IS who I really AM... who I really WAS deep inside. The problem with "being" statements is that it is terribly deficient in capturing process, development, growth, and even evolution .  

Enter "becoming" statements.  The experience of identity and how we form our sense of self reflect an entirely different perspective: calmness and struggle, clarity and confusion, trial and error, success and failure, ecstatic moments and heartbreaking moments.  "Being" statements cannot capture this journey.  "Becoming" statements do.   "Being" statements reflect the conclusion of a creative, explorative, and defining odyssey that "becoming" statements embody in its completeness.  The truth: being in the truest sense involves becoming... no being without becoming. We become something or someone.  [WOW! An entire paragraph without a "be" word except for "being"- my professors would be proud.]

Of course Caitlyn Jenner IS Bruce Jenner. Of course Bruce WAS Caitlyn. In the world of "becoming": who Caitlyn Jenner IS today was defined by her journey of soul searching and self-discovery that culminated in her becoming who she is now but began with Bruce Jenner.  Bruce became Caitlyn.  This is the creation and evolution of true identity and real self that we all go through because we ARE human and are always BECOMING human.  In the final analysis: the reason Caitlyn Jenner's story is so compelling is because her story is a human story... our story.  We can't get enough media coverage on her because if we are truly deeply honest with ourselves we come to a moment of self-discovery: Caitlyn Jenner IS us.


Wednesday, July 3, 2013

An Overnight Getaway

Sound of waves crashing against rugged beach
Yet deeper out the waters are still as darkness covers
The tranquil ocean in this getaway from fast living.

Dinner by the waters exquisite and satisfying with
Desserts of crime brûlée and banana reef  at sunset
In such carnal fullness in this slow paced getaway.

Relaxing enjoying savoring a fallow time sacred in
A suite with a king-sized bed accented by nature
And ocean dancing together in a soothing getaway.

All externals in perfect alignment for an annual
Celebration of life together from eight years full
And always remembered in this yearly getaway.

Through all the ups and downs and backs and forths
Symbiotic in its intertwining as God created this
Sacred bond of heart and soul nurtured in a getaway.

The years will come and the decades will go lasting
Will the mating of soul and body be as fused in one
By Divine presence reminding here in the getaway.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

A Personal Letter To The President

REFLECTIONS ON THE PRESIDENT'S FIRST TERM
 
 
Dear Mr. President:
 
Next month we are as a nation are going to decide who should lead us for the next four years.  In November of 2008 I voted for you because you embodied a lot of hope.  We needed it after the last eight years of taking steps backward.  You got us excited.  You got us to dream of the incredible possibilities despite the fact that we were in the midst of one of the worst economic crisis of my lifetime.  You promised us change.  You promised us boldness.  You promised us a new era where despite the hard times you would work towards changing our current political climate and have hope again.
 
Well sir it has been almost four years and now we are about to decide whether to let you lead us the next four years or give your opponent a chance to lead us.  Two weeks ago I watched you debate your opponent in the first presidential debate.  I had mixed feelings about how you did.  The more I thought about it deeply the more I realized how your performance at that debate was an appropriate reflection of your first term: reluctant to take a chance... too careful... and seemingly unwilling to vigorously defend what you have achieved.  Perhaps you should be timid.  You have acheived victories for us- the stimulus bill, health care reform, and extension of unemployment benefits are a few worthy of mention.
 
But these victories simply illustrate accomplishments that came out of your reluctance to fight for what was really best for us:  a grander and more extensive stimulus bill, health care reform with a public option, and an extension of employment benefits that allowed the Bush tax cuts for the super rich to expire while keeping the tax cuts for everyone else.  That's not what we got.  Your administration was quick to point out that your opponents were the biggest reason why these achievements felt muted at best.  But your opponents have continued to disregard these victories and have even used them to discredit you.  And during that first debate you halfheartedly defended them. 
 
We wanted the boldness sir.  We would have been energized if we saw you fight viciously these past four years... yes sir, viciously... for that new era that you promised in 2008.  The way you dealt with your record during the first debate as your opponent aggressively discredited you seems to complete the cycle of your calculated reluctance and deliberate restraint in fighting for that vision of hope you sold us four years ago.  Now you are deadlocked in a head to head election not because our lives didn't get any better than four years ago.  We are better.  But not better enough.  Your fighting spirit would have made the difference.  You would have been in a better place in this campaign season if we perceived you as a vicious combatant for what you believed was best for us.  Just as your fighting spirit would have made a difference in that first debate.
 
Be a fighter Mr. President!  Fight for us in the next presidential debates.  And should you win this election fight for us!
 
 
 
 
 
 



Friday, May 25, 2012

A Living Beyond Normal Moment

It was 8:45 this morning when I walked into the scene.  She was lying on her bedroom floor... pale... eyes half open. She was so young. Her first seizure 10 months ago forever changed whatever life she enjoyed. This second seizure was her last. The nurse was on the floor confirming what I already knew. Her distraught husband was pacing back and forth (it felt like running)... crying like a child who just had his favorite toy forcibly taken from him. He didn't believe in anything spiritual or religious. He saw me, came up, and hugged me tight. He was weeping- "tell me where she is Bob- please tell me where she is!". His pain was so intense I couldn't think of anything worthwhile to say... so I prayed quietly... deeply- "Lord give me the right words to say..."- then I felt it coming from deep within... like a volcano erupting... the Lord's voice was clear... out of my mouth it came as I held this broken hurting shell of a man... "SHE'S HOME". We both wept... and prayed.