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Virtual Aperture: The Altered Reality..do not allow your online life overshadow your real life...We are now in the digit...
02/04/2024

Virtual Aperture: The Altered Reality
..do not allow your online life overshadow your real life...

We are now in the digital age where numerous advanced technology and social media websites are available and accessible. It becomes customary to share online our opinions, emotions, lifestyles, and achievements. However, conflicts arise whenever the users lose their own sight of reality wherein they tend to compare themselves to what they see from the online world.

On the other hand, people are becoming slaves and being blinded by the altered reality they wanted to fit in. And that thing becomes the seedling of multiple problems such as emotional imbalance, low self-esteem, stress and depression---which are silent killers that are ready to be sprouted. Thus, having a sense of responsibility in using the digital tools is crucial. Well, may it serve to its best use.

You are too busy and focused of making others happy without knowing how sad you are deep inside... and that is scary!
01/11/2022

You are too busy and focused of making others happy without knowing how sad you are deep inside... and that is scary!

We are of the same game which is called life.We are of different levels and of different difficulties facing and dealing...
24/09/2022

We are of the same game which is called life.

We are of different levels and of different difficulties facing and dealing with.
Different storms. Different foes. Different wounds. Different heartaches.
Thus, we have our different ways of moving on, healing, and triumph.
Others may sounds "OA" or "Corney" for you on the way they deal with their emotional battle but maybe it's their best way of coping with their difficulties. And whatever their reasons, it should not be invalidated just because it was different from yours.

Let the kindness thrive in your heart 💜Acrylic paint on A4 Meraki Watercolor Paper
19/09/2022

Let the kindness thrive in your heart 💜

Acrylic paint on A4 Meraki Watercolor Paper


Optimism is the madness of insisting that all is well when we are miserable. ~ VoltaireOthers would tell us to always se...
12/09/2022

Optimism is the madness of insisting that all is well when we are miserable. ~ Voltaire

Others would tell us to always see the brighter side in our situation. But today, I will tell you that it's okay to scream, to be sad, to cry, and to let go. Let's stop for awhile that "positive toxicity" and allow ourselves to feel how tough the life is, how bad our situation, how exhausted we are... allow yourself to feel the pain, the fear... and for awhile allow yourself to not to pretend that you are strong, that you are brave nor you're happy.
Just be yourself. Feel the fear of failure and rejection, the sadness, exhaustion, and the pain------ for these are also essential elements to be brave, happy, motivated, grateful and hopeful💜

What about rubbing the wounds with salt? No more b u t t e r f l i e...
10/09/2022

What about rubbing the wounds with salt?
No more
b u t t e r f l i e s
No more
t r a u m a

Sa lilim ng puno ay pumapanaghoy,Nakatutok sa ulo'y araw na umaapoy.Maghapong nakayuko't mga paa'y nakabaon,Nawa'y may l...
03/09/2022

Sa lilim ng puno ay pumapanaghoy,
Nakatutok sa ulo'y araw na umaapoy.
Maghapong nakayuko't mga paa'y nakabaon,
Nawa'y may luhang pumatak at sa lupa'y tumapon.

Lupang uhaw sa luha'y pinilit na bungkalin,
Diniligan ng pawis ngunit sadyang napailing.
Humawak sa batok at sa langit napatingin,
Humigpit sa hawak at sinadyang bumahing.

Sa mga talampakan ay bakas ang bitak,
Ngunit bitak sa lupa'y s'yang nagpapaiyak.
Pag-asa'y umugat, puso'y nasidlan ng galak,
At labi'y kumurba sa kalangitang napaiyak.

Tula para sa mga magsasaka💜
Abstract painting 🖌️

Everything will come to its end.One day you will realize that at the end of the hill, it was just you and your shadow at...
02/09/2022

Everything will come to its end.
One day you will realize that at the end of the hill, it was just you and your shadow at daylight. And you with your dreams together with your nightmares when night arrives.
Thus, soon, you will be gone.

Sumasayawang mga bala sa ritmo ng pakikibaka,ang bawat pagkasa’y tila mapanakit na musikang sumasakal sa paghinga;ang ba...
02/09/2022

Sumasayaw
ang mga bala sa ritmo ng pakikibaka,
ang bawat pagkasa’y tila mapanakit na musikang sumasakal sa paghinga;
ang bawat putok ay senyales na may buhay na mabubura!
umalingawngaw ang kampana—
hinagkan ng pulang likido ang nanginginig na lupa.

Sumasayaw ang mga bala, umuulan ng tingga’t luha...

Takbo—tago—kasa—putok!
pabilis nang pabilis ang tugtuging di masupil-supil
at patuloy na binibingi ang inaalipustang mundo!
ang iyak ng musmos na sanggol ay tila basag na lirikong humihiwa sa duguang puso;
ang dalagang nangarap na maalayan ng rosas ay sapilitang ibinukadkad ang dangal at pagkatao.

Binalot ng alikabok at pulbura ang aspaltong kalsada,
tinangay ng nakasusulasok na hangin ang umuusbong na pangarap ng bawat maralita—
ang tinig ng bawat takot na takot na indibidwal ay tila awit na paulit-ulit na pumapatay sa isipang pagal
at gusto nang bumitiw sa sariling buhay!
Isisilang pa kaya ang bagong pag-asa
sa entabladong nilukob na ng harmoniyang kumikitil sa bawat hininga?

Walang ibang maririnig sa paligid kundi ang himig
ng mga balang pinapatid ang buhay ng mga taong ninais makaramdam ng pag-ibig—
ang bawat palahaw ng pamilyang namatayan ay tuluyang pinaiyak ang daigdig.
Sinalo ng kalupaan ang libo-libong brilyanteng iniluwal ng langit,
kumandirit—nagngangalit ang gintong boltaheng sa alapaap ay gumuguhit;
hinahagkan ng mumunting perlas ang pisngi ng pobreng ulilang tikom ang bibig.

Sumasayaw ang mga bala, umuulan ng tingga’t luha...

Sana sa pagtila ng ulan
tumigil na ang putukan—
sana sa pagpikit ng mga luhaang mga mata,
tumigil na ang nakamamatay na himig ng musika.

Sana tumigil na ang pag-ulan,
sana tumigil na ang pagpatak ng mga luha—
walang sinuman ang gustong ipinid ang mga mata,
sa oyayi ng mga bala.

"Oyayi ng Bala"
Tula ni ADP






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