Discussion about Ancient China, Gigantic Tsunamis, and the Sorting Hat under 500

“The Heart has reasons which the mind cannot fathom.”

During my freshmen year at the University of Santo Tomas, while sitting in my Contemporary World Geography class, my professor – an erudite man probably in his late 40s – tall, a bit bulky in the midsection, and half of the time suffers from an incurable case of extreme sweating thanks to the sweltering heat of urban Manila, abruptly stops his discussion about ancient China and began his short – but noteworthy – intermission about a court decision between two star-crossed lovers.
According to our dear professor, the case at hand was a May-December love affair between a male professor and his student (I would rather not think that it was him). The issue was, whether or not such relationship is legal and does not violate any law or ordinance enforced by the State, and the decision of the court was an astounding no, it was not.
The facts, issue and decision were just overtures – appetizers for those foodies – for what was to be a quotable ratio decidendi and food for thought for that day. The reason, according to our good professor was this, “The Heart has reasons which the mind cannot fathom.”


In Gabriel Garcia Marquez’ magnum opus, One Hundred Years of Solitude, in the mythical town of Macondo there lived the Buendia family. Under one roof, five generations of the Buendia bloodline lived their lives together celebrating marriages and childbirths, eating dirt, fighting bloody wars, and mourning and grieving for their dead, and being reanimated as spirits watching over.
Filipinos are known to be tightly knitted to their family and relatives, both close and far, regardless of the degree that stands in between. Like the fictional Buendia family, many Filipino families are tightly bound by the threads of common blood. Celebrations here and thereBinyag, Kasal, Burol and a lot more in between. These traditions are manifestations of the filial love that each and every family member shares with each other.
Based from personal experience, it goes without saying that love has a tincture of madness. In the words of Nietzsche, there is madness in love [but there is always reason in madness]. Throughout the course of human history, how many daring souls have perished for a chance brought about by love? Totally abated by reason and intellect, there are – without a doubt – men and women who have paid the price for a shot with love without retrieving their change.
The family is no exemption. Without doing lip service, there will come a time where a schism of unimaginable proportions shall sweep us off our feet and swallow us whole like a gigantic tsunami after 9.0 magnitude earthquake. The dilemma is simple and does not need a change of tongue for the common man to understand. But the answer is elusive, other find it while others devote their lifetime searching for it. In other occasions, it finds you, sometimes subtle, sometimes as proud as a firework. But in the end, it would be up to us to decide.

Always remember, the Sorting Hat always considers our choice.


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