"You can care and still cause harm. Feeling, caring, for someone else is the worst kind of weapon, in my experience. It allows you to do things you never thought you could do and things you never thought you would do. All for the love of someone else."
I know that this platform is supposed to promote artists but I believe I had to share from months of staying silent about the Philippine politics.
"Ma, what is martial law?"
And I was suddenly told not to speak about it as if it was taboo, or some monster might came up. My childhood feared those words. It became less frightening when I stepped at my first year in high school, then less of a cliche when I turned college. I indeed believed that it was just an exaggeration and history was manipulated as the years passed. But now that the new president is going to take office by next month, my fears returned as I remembered the expressions of my parents.
Our lives are peaceful rather than adventurous, and I liked it that way. And I have never been more scared about my future after the recent elections. I wished I was more vocal in facebook where my relatives, my neighbors, and my friends are bystanding. I didn't because I was too anxious to be called an elitist, and I regretted it. Today, when your opinions do not favor the incoming regime, you're bitter, you're a loser, you're told to move on or you're called to unite with the majority for the sake of the country's progress. Why has it become so bad to speak up your mind?
Even before the winning candidates can take reign, it felt like history is starting to repeat already: plans to place relatives on a political position (already persisting though), people asked to shut their shit up just like how the media in the 1970s-80s were shut down so only the government can broadcast... and it's not even Day 1 yet. If I was worried about my future taxes yesterday, I'm worried about my and my family's future now. I hope it won't come a day when I'll be worried about my life.
I'm speaking up here in tumblr so that the world is aware about the minority of the Philippines, where I belong. Please don't generalize us. We love our country and culture. We can make peace, but there are times when things get too intolerable.
My re-listen of the Discworld series in order of publication has yielded some art. Wyrd Sisters is when the trio witches start and I love them. Can’t wait for all the next books. It just keeps getting better!
Hello, everyone. Back from a long vacation, although I can’t really consider it wrong because it’s just a 4-day rest. If it were me, I’d want a month because of too many interests to comply. Even so, I can’t seem to follow whatever the mind dictates. As if my heartbeat automatically slows down by the time I thought of a vacation, inducing lethargy to my muscles. Moreover, the atmosphere in my…