We are again in the tipping point of history.
Dark clouds forming to a raging storm.
The heavens descending in tears as
smoke and fire emerge again in our land.
We will never be who we wanted to be.
We will forever be peasants, slaves, helpers,
assistants.
And we will rejoice in all of the
simple pleasures in all of these and thank those
who kept us as us.
Because
we keep on denying who we really are
and what we can be
Because
we have long censored ourselves for our feudal masters.
The “bastardization” of a mural at the National Press Club (NPC) has drawn condemnation from an art critic and a visual artist, and prompted calls for artists to band together to protest the act.
Monday, November 5, 2007
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May sasabihin ako sayo.
Caught my eye
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