Wednesday, January 23

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Vigilance

Vigilance

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THE JEEPNEY was almost empty. I was dead tired and eager to arrive home. The journey was quiet. Nothing was out of the ordinary, yet I felt bothered when I sensed two heavy eyes staring at me. They were from a man sitting on the other side. My mother has always reminded me to remain vigilant of my surroundings. Her reminder echoed inside my head as I observed the man. His stance was alarmingly suspicious as if he was hiding something, but what really made my spine crawl was his blood-curdling, leering, icy stare. My instincts screamed at me to jump off the rattling jeepney, but I froze, frightened by his presence. I tried brushing it off. I convinced myself that there was nothing to worry about. For a split second, I blinked and then he vanished. A small scream tried to esc...
The Borders of Solitude

The Borders of Solitude

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DURING this time of the day, people would gather their personal possessions and take a break from the workplace. Some would leave the classroom as they hear the clamorous sound of the bell and see the dwindling lights of the hallways while they find their way out of the campus. Others would wait for a ride by the waiting shed as the slow-paced traffic is plagued with vehicles that were quickly occupied by other passengers. Meanwhile, there are also a few who are still on their way to work for their night shift. Beyond these unnoticed or distinguished spaces, something reigns from above: the blinding yet dazzling shades of hope and despair. Some people look forward to coming home to the solace of their loved ones after braving a long day; but there are also who feel like they have su...
A Walk in the Dark

A Walk in the Dark

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THE dawn always looks best when the sun is about to submerge. The coming of silence and thoughtful tranquility comes by as people start to head back to their homes under the blackened sky. The night is a call to sleep; a state of rest unbothered by worries. This is not the case in other places and I have learned that the hard way. I still remember that walk. The street was empty with the exemption of a few passing tricycles. A view came to my peripheral vision and I noticed two men behind me, so close that they could have easily unzipped my backpack if they wanted to. I walked toward another direction and quickened my pace, but it only encouraged them to move faster. Fear then overtook my body as I ran as fast as I could without ever looking back. Now, an alarm rings in the depths ...
Kaleidoscope

Kaleidoscope

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THE unknown summons malefic fears that eventually learn to lurk in the consciousness of people, which creates presuppositions that inhibit humans from going beyond the zones that they are familiar with. Humans fear the unknown because they believe that it will bring them nothing but harm. Thus, society seals away subjects of obscurity that are considered taboo and they are never unveiled for the eyes to see. People who are brave enough to be subversive to the mores of society are experiencing episodes of bigotry because of their attempt to unlock worldviews that transcend the traditional. They possess a kind of compassion that urges them to accept themselves and the enigmas that swirl around them. As entities who are dependent on love, people must face their fears so that they can p...
Beneath the Exterior

Beneath the Exterior

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IT was the break of dawn when I saw a young lady who was waiting for the sun to reveal its full glory. Eventually, the blurred image of the woman was refined by the brilliance of the sun. She looked like a flower blooming gradually as she drew her stamina from the glare of heaven. From my point of view, I could tell that she was joyful, if not modestly ecstatic, because of the steady progression of the majestic scenery before her. When the rays of the sun hit her delicate skin, like a goddess, she basked in the shining glory of the sky. Indeed, her beauteous appearance from afar was a spectacle worthy of admiration and praise. Plagued by curiosity, I decided to take a closer look at the mysterious maiden. As I approached her from the back, I heard an indistinct sobbing—a disturbi
Giyera ni Urduja

Giyera ni Urduja

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MARARAMDAMAN sa paa ang tila pagyanig ng lupa—ganoon din ang unti-unting paglakas ng mga hiyawan na sa ritmong taglay ay mistulang musikang nagbabadya ng panganib. Sa hindi kalayuan naman ay matatanaw ang burol na nagtatanghal sa ilalim ng bagsik ng nagbabagang araw. Ngunit sa pagkisap ng mata ay maaaninag ang hilera ng mga aninong unti-unting nagkokorteng babae at kabayo: ito ang hukbo ng magiting na si Prinsesa Urduja. Sa tuktok ng burol ay panandaliang huminto ang kawan at pumorma; sa katayuang ito ay tuluyan nang naabot ng kanilang anino ang paanan ng burol kung saan naglulungga ang mga kalaban: mga tulisang nagnanais sikilin ang kahariang sa mahabang panahon ay ipinaglaban at pinagyaman ng prinsesang mandirigma. Sa hudyat ng kanyang matalas na tingin at espadang matalim, sum
The Eyes of the Dragon

The Eyes of the Dragon

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THERE existed an eldritch tale about an almighty, gargantuan dragon that created the sky, sea, and land. He reveled upon the magnificence of the horizon that he created and thus decided to reside in the expanse of the skies. Periodically, he would descend into the ocean and indulge in the crystal clear waters that stroked his scales. He was very pleased with his opus and felt that other beings should share in the profound pleasure that filled his chest. The dragon created humans as his companions and they adored him greatly. Unfortunately, the bodies of humans were of delicate construction. The dragon feared that he would accidentally trample on the beings that he loved due to his colossal size, and so he retreated back to the skies where his proportions fit perfectly, while still b...
The Proud Roars of the Lionhearted

The Proud Roars of the Lionhearted

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SOME people have demonstrated an inability to defy authority because of the inequitable difference in power. They were challenged by the ability to mobilize forces, they were suppressed by the fear of firearm potency, and they were rejected because they were meek. They were continuously discouraged because their righteous cause was easily overlooked. It has been much easier and convenient for the unperturbed to side with the party that has amassed a partisan amount of control. Strengthened by the detachment of citizens from supporting causes for genuine freedom, the firm grasp of oppression has remained unshaken. However, there are people with brazen hearts who advocated for the freedom of the maltreated. They took the fight to the streets, where they shook indifference through r...
Requiem

Requiem

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IT was the first Friday of August when Roberto and Leticia went to the age-old Quiapo Church to celebrate their 47th anniversary. As usual, the home of the Black Nazarene was crowded by throngs of parishioners and devotees, but this did not pose a threat to the old couple as they were willing to endure any inconvenience so they can reminisce the past and rejoice the significance of the place to them—the place where their perpetual love flourished. As the two walked toward the entrance, Roberto held his wife’s hand and looked at her as if gazing at the most beautiful star. He would then coil his hands around Leticia’s shoulders, drawing her closer to him so he could gently whisper his vows. Accentuated by the beautifully painted exterior of the church and its exquisite Baroque style,
Somnolent Monster

Somnolent Monster

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SOME people used to love going to shopping malls because it had everything they ever wanted; confined in the sheen of shiny glass panels are possessions that they coveted. Behind the riveting window panes laid their dreams—seemingly within their reach. They always thought that these public locations were heaven in this corporeal world. After all, everyone was smiling because they had so much to eat, they had so many amusements to revel in, and they seemed to have so little to worry about. Enthralled by the ability of malls to put people into a state of euphoria, everyone regarded those places as singularities that pulled each person into a space where no one could ever be harmed. Through the years, some were finally disillusioned by the harsh reality that the people who work in thes