Some Madman’s Marriage Proposal Idea

Some Madman’s Marriage Proposal Idea

by Jem De Ocampo

Dear Future Girlfriend,

I think I have already asked you this in so many different ways during our dates and communications, but being direct is also essential, so here: Will you marry me?

And again, I do not want your answer just yet. I still have not reminded you again about what I exactly mean by that question. What do I exactly mean by that, then?

Will you go into everyday battle against me until one of us dies? After all, I am a proud fool, and you are a proud fool, and if one person cannot decisively fix another, then I would rather have us try to outdo each other in terms of progressing in being truly oneself, whatever we think that should be. I know that we can do that even outside of marriage, but I cannot imagine fighting being so much fun without the both of us living under the same roof. And if we have to have children, then they can join in the fighting and be like how we were with our own families.

Again, this is part of how I see true love and its eternal perfection, my love. Let us assume that love is blind, and I shall also assume that love also has its enhanced remaining four senses that can still track our sacks of crap that we try to hide every single day. Let us assume that love knows no bounds, and I shall also assume that love shall go against our prideful assumptions about its bounds, no matter how popular our prideful assumptions are. Let us assume that love conquers all, and I shall also assume that love has already humbly defeated and shall defeat us without ever losing since the beginning of everything and even despite and through the pain we give it, letting us defeated fools perceive our losses how we like and never forcing us to accept our losses like we usually would against those we consider our own enemies.

And again, there are so many beautiful women in the world, and I could gather a harem of them for a battle royale, but no matter how much I believe in my delusions about such things, one woman is already more than enough for a man to handle, just like how one man is already more than enough for a woman to handle. Plus, I would rather fight one opponent at a time, and I would like to properly see our fighting through. And while marriage will not completely erase the risk of one of us boring the other, I would rather die fighting you than live escaping you once we are married.

So if you think that we cannot ever be worthy and worthier opponents to each other in such a way of life, or if you think that this sort of fighting is not meant for you, then please refuse my proposal, and I shall still continue to wish you more truly worthwhile fights, whatever they must be for you. I love you, yes, but love is not necessarily romantic and erotic.

But if you do accept my proposal, then I would be very honored to serve and fight you at such higher levels.

So again, I ask you: Will you marry me?

With love,

Jem De Ocampo

Worth Revisiting: Faith + Humour = 36 Years of Marriage

A beautiful post about a certain married couple’s beautiful relationship. 🙂

joy of nine9

My husband, Michael, and I have been married for 36 years, and we are happy and still in love. Surprisingly, we have become one in reality, deeply in tune with each other’s spirits even though we are still opposites in personality. Our tangible joy is inexplicable through secular eyes, because from all outward appearances our life together has been a tough journey including poverty, nine kids, overwhelming chores on a small family farm and long-term, clinical depression.

download (2)

Accessing Power in the Sacrament of Marriage

The grace available in the Sacrament of Marriage is not some esoteric theology;  it is real and it is powerful. The power available in the sacrament is what kept my husband and I together through the rough years. We both understood, beyond a doubt, that God brought us together. We never questioned this basic call from God, our vocation together, even during the dark years.

I have…

View original post 1,180 more words

Sitting Down And/Or Pacing Around #6

Family. Today, that’s probably one of youths’ biggest annoyances.

Family. Dear and precious family.

Calling the family an annoyance is saddening, really. But hey, even I have called my family an annoyance before, ’cause at times, I thought that they weren’t doing right things. And almost all the time, they were teaching the right things, and my pride and other imperfections were keeping them from properly getting into me.

Family. Today, it seems like Hell to adults too.

Family. Dear and precious family.

I remember my parents mentioning that Mom started bearing me before she and Dad got married. They could have done something that’s popular these days, which is throwing my life away. But they didn’t. They let me live, and they even took care of me. I had grandparents and aunts and uncles who took care of me too. Now, I’m here, and I have three younger siblings. They’re handfuls too, just like me. I’m sure that each of us family members has once wished that we stopped being a family so that we can spare ourselves the trouble. When I start looking outside, I feel like I can face it. But the longer I look there, the quicker I turn around, because I don’t know how to properly deal with the outside world and its many larger troubles, let alone deal with them by myself.

Family. Today, it’s tearing itself apart.

Family. Dear and precious family.

I’ve noticed a lot of parents worrying about money more than their family. I’ve noticed a lot of self-righteous parents too. Government officials, terrorists, religious leaders, businesspeople, celebrities…the blame is usually put on them only…while the ones who throw the blame forget looking at themselves and their families. The family can be a source of trouble, yes. But at the same time, the family can be a source of progress. I’ve lived enough to be certain of that. All the money in the world can’t heal a broken family, and a broken family is not something that should be considered insignificant.

Family. Today, I’d probably get laughed at most of the time when I say that I want to start one.

Family. Dear and precious family.

I know that having my own family is going to be a challenge. I know that I’m still not good enough to be a boyfriend. I know that I’m still not mature enough. But I still want to be more mature. Not that “mature” which means “having a lot of fame, money, and sex” or that “mature” which means “always wearing dung-colored glasses” or even that “mature” which means “no rules and no social restraints.” The “mature” that I’m looking for is the one that means “doing true good for humanity.” A lot of people will mock me, most likely, and my pride will frequently ask me to give up, but I won’t give up. I’m not perfect, but I know that I can get help and improve. Living with my family can teach, has taught, and will teach me a lot of precious lessons, and I’ll try to show those precious lessons to all of you through my life.

Family. Praise the Lord for the family, and God Almighty help the family.

Family. Dear and precious family.

My fellow immediate family members aren’t dead yet, but right now, I feel really lonely when they’re far away from me. I know that they’ll die someday, and I guess I’ll be going through some major pain when one of them dies.

Family. Dear and precious family.

I love my family very much, so much that I feel like this post isn’t enough to show all the love that I hold for my family.

Praise the Lord, and God Almighty help us all.

Why Traditional Marriage is NOT Discrimination

And here’s a follow-up to my previous reblog, which was about defending marriage.

Also, I love it so much when conversations and arguments are done calmly and respectfully, you know. Freaking nuts! ^_^

The Catholic Husband

This video answers the question with Charity, Clarity, and Catholic Principles.
Fantastic! #DefendMarriage

Pax Christi,


View original post


I don’t want society to rip apart its foundation, which is the family–the basic unit of society, you know. Oh, and if you ask me about homosexuality and why I don’t approve of it, I’ll say that…well, that’s not how sex works.

And the by the way, I may not approve of homosexuality, but that doesn’t mean that I’m obliged to rain hatred on the existences of homosexuals. What I’m trying to beat up is the sin, not the sinner’s existence. Hating a person’s existence is pretty much ignoring their potential for being good people, and ignoring that potential is an attitude that I’d like to rain imaginary bombs on.

Anyway, friendship for the win! And #DefendMarriage, too. Freaking nuts.

The Catholic Husband

I spend alot of time talking about marriage and its importance. This is a cause I believe in wholeheartedly, and without reservation. If we do not take a stand now then marriage as God himself instituted will be lost to our society. Many of us are faced with the choice of talking or acting. This is an action everyone can take. This petition is important – and it provides a peaceful and democratic way to ensure our voices are heard and our numbers counted on this issue. If ever there was a time to step forward and be counted – this is it. Do it for your wife or husband, do it for your children and their children, but just do it. Take 3 minutes out of your life and sign the petition.

We will never be heard unless we speak aloud with one voice, in deafening solidarity.

After you…

View original post 96 more words