Ang bilis ng WiFi mo.
Sampung pelikulang kada isang oras ang kaya mong i-DL.
Limang minuto lang ang pag-upload ng isang 1gig video.
Ang pinapanood mo ay Hollywood films.
Bilib na bilib ka kay Iron Man at Captain America.
Healthcare, Edukasyon, World peace, prinaprivatize…
Tuwang tuwa ka pa.
Naka DSLR ka na may mahabang lente.
Pero di mo naman talaga trip ang photography.
Gusto mo lang naman magpasikat, social symbol ba.
O kaya naman, mas trip mong kumuha at tumingin ng mga hubad na larawan
kesa ipakita ang hubad na katotohanan.
Lahat ng cellphone mo ay touchscreen.
Updated sa latest gadgets at meron ka kaagad nito.
Next month… may papalit na bago
Upgraded sa latest OS ang Android phone at Iphone 5s mo.
Touch dito, touch doon, kung anu-ano ang hinihimas mo.
Walang pinagka-iba sa pagjajakol.
Naka Alienware laptop ka pa…
lahat ng games, casual, RPG, MMORPG, ay nalaro mo na.
DMC, RE, God of War, LoL, HoN, Dota.
Pinagmamalaki mong sa mga larong ito ay expert ka.
Oo, +10 lahat ng gamit mo. Pero naguupgrade pa kaya ang utak mo?
Grabe ang teknolohiyang hawak mo.
Hi-tech, High end.
Imba sa lupeht.
Bahala na kahit ang tyan ay mamilipeht
Sa ilang buwan na pagtitipehd.
Pero… sa kabilang banda…
hindi ka ba nagtataka?
Kung bakit ang mga magsasaka sa probinsya
Araro at kalabaw pa rin ang gamit
sa pagbungkal ng lupang dinidiligan
Dinidiligan ng dugo at pawis
Paatras ang pag-unlad kung ikukumpara sa mga bansang nais mong puntahan.
Kasabay ng pag-asenso sa teknolohiya ang pag-asenso sa agrikultura.
Pero sa bansa natin walang pag-unlad
Binabarat pa nga ang mga hilaw na produkto.
Habang nagpapatubo ang mga gahamang komprador.
Hindi ka ba nagtataka… na ang mga mangingisda
Ay sagwan at maliliit na bangka pa rin ang gamit
.Nananatili ang tradisyunal na uri ng pangingisda
Habang ang mga dayuhang bansa ay malalaking barko ang gamit
Ang gamit sa pagsamsam ng sarili nating yamang-dagat.
Daan-daang katutubo ang pinapalayas sa kanilang Ancestral Domain
Pero dahil sa kabobohan mo, walang kang pake.
Nilait mo pa nga yung Aetang nakita mo kamakailan sa kalye.
Sinasamsam ng mga banyagang taga-Mina
Ang yaman ng iyong kabundukan
Ginahasa ang kalikasan kapalit raw ng pagpapatayo ng mga kalsada
eskwela at maliliit na pamayanan?
Tumaas naman daw ang pag-export at income ng bansa dahil dito
Oh ayan, landslide, baha at bagyo naman ang kapalit.
Daan-daang buhay ang nalagas
kapalit ng perang nakuha sa pag-angkat ng hilaw na materyales.
Kinurakot lang naman.
Tuloy ka sa paghimas sa iyong gadgets.
Habang daan-daang bilanggong politikal ang nakapiit
Rehas na bakal ang hinihimas ng mga kalyadong kamay
Na pilit kumakawala, nagpupumiglas sa mapang-aping sistema
habang ikaw ay manhid at walang pakialam
kuntento na sa paghimas ng bago mong gaming keyboard at mouse.
Sarap na sarap ka. Oh, sarap na sarap ka.
Hindi ka pa na-kuntento at minura mo pa ang mga nag-rarally
“Tanginang rayilista, traffic nanaman sa Mendiola. Wala namang nangyayari.”
Ang sabi mo sa facebook wall at sa mga tweets mo.
Dakilang simbolo ng ka-inutilan mo, naka-publish sa wall mo. Palakpakan!!
Pero putang-ina, ano bang nagawa mo?
Eh maghapon mo lang naman jinakol ang sarili mong utak.
Dahil sa kakitiran ng isip mo gusto mo pang magpasakop sa America?
Ay, putang-ina mo rin. Nakapag-aral ka pa naman pero ang lumalabas sa bibig mo
ay putak ng isang taong di ginagamit ang utak.
Pero sabi mo “I don’t care because it’s not my business.”
Gutom, kahirapan, social issues, politcal issues… “these things doesn’t concern me.”
Ansabe?? Sa AMALAYER ka pa mas may pake.
At kung isa ka nga sakanila, malamang hindi mo na tinapos ang pagbabasa.
Himas pa. Sige, himas pa…
Kumpisal ng Mangingibig
Tila ulan na dumidilig sa pagal na lupa.
Tila hangin na humahaplos sa matamlay niyang mukha.
Kasabay ng pag-guho ng talinhaga ng kanyang mga pangako
ay iniwan na rin sa lugmok ang ala-alang nakakahapo.
Tila hangin kung may bagyo, kay lamig ng kanyang yakap.
Dapit hapon nang mag-usap sa dilim ng alapaap.
Sapat nang makita ang anino ng kanyang mukha,
liwanag ang ngiti at ang kislap ng kanyang mga mata
sa gabing walang katiyakan.
Umaawit ang mga dahon ng puno ng kawayan
na siyang naging saksi sa aming pagtatagpo.
Nagmamasid ang mga kaluluwang nahihimlay sa kadiliman.
Tila naghihintay ng kasagutan sa isang katanungang
sa hangin ay ibinulong. Wari’y walang nakarinig ngunit patuloy
na isinisigaw ng damdaming mapanuyo.
Ngunit hindi rin nagtagal ang pagniniig ng aming mga palad.
Sa paglalim ng gabi ay kinailangang magpaalam.
Lumingon siya pabalik ngunit hindi na nagwika,
sapagka’t alam na niya ang nagbabadyang sakuna.
Hindi ko sinasadya. Hindi ko sinasadya.
Lahat tayo may dahilan, lahat tayo may paliwanag, lahat may palusot. Eto ang ilan sa mga kadalasang dahilan o palusot kung bakit nga ba tayo nagfe-facebook.
At minsan para magpa-uso ng mga ganito: Graaaahhhh!! (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ Flip the Tables!!
With the theme “Social Media for Social Change” Ion Villegas and Blue Dela Cruz’ Lesson Plan won Move.PH’s ”Stories that MOVE Your World” contest in the video category. The awarding event last January 12, 2012, was held at The Far Eastern University (FEU), Manila with over 1,500 participants from the National Capital Region (NCR).
The short documentary film Lesson Plan is about Pastora S. Suarez, an elementary school teacher who spent half her life in service despite an illness which rendered her disabled from waist down. She roams around the school by dragging a chair with her feet. “Pagkakita namin kay Ma’am Pastora, magkakaroon ka ng tanong sa isip mo, ‘bakit patuloy pa din siyang nagtuturo, nakakaawa naman siya.’ Pero hindi mo dapat siya kaawaan, dahil makukuhanan mo siya ng inspirasyon,” Ion said.
Ion and Blue are both licensed nurses who pursued their passion in media arts. As the contest was made public in September, they were already filming various short films about social awareness. They started filming Lesson Plan on October 2011. “When we shoot the documentary it’s a week after the world teacher’s day, so we decided to get a story of a teacher, and fortunately we got a story of an outstanding teacher.”
Blue said, “maraming mensahe ang maikling kuwentong iyon ni Ginang Suarez. Isa na doon ang pagbangon ng isang indibidwal sa kahit anong suliraning magpapabagsak sa kanya… we also wanted the youth, especially students addicted on computer games, haha, to know the importance of their teachers.” Additionally, there are people whose limbs are intact, can freely roam around, and easily do activities of daily living, “…pero ano ang nagawa nila para sa kapwa tao nila? Siguro kung walang kapansanan si Ma’am Pastora ay mas marami pa siyang natulungan at matutulungan.” Ion added.
The production of Lesson Plan was not as smooth as people might expect. The duo lacked the necessary equipment to produce a good quality film. “Iniisip din namin, papayagan ba kami gumawa ng dokyumentaryo, hindi naman kami media,wala naman kami pinag-aralan sa larangan na ito, at kapag hinihingan nga kami ng ID, ang pinapakita namin ay ang lisensya namin sa pagka-nars, tapos madami nang tanong yan, kadalasan niyan, ‘Bakit niyo ginagawa ito, hindi naman konektado sa propesyon niyo?’” Despite the challenges, they were able to start filming and finally submit an entry. All they had was their mere presence, their license as nurses, and as Blue puts it “…puso lang talaga ang dala namin nung nag-shoot kami, nagkataon lang na may camera kaming dala. Haha.” All of these were enough to create a successful 2 minute film.
Expectations were not that great. They weren’t even expecting to be one of the finalists. “Gusto ko lang talaga makagawa at makita ng iba, hindi yung ‘gawa’ namin, kundi ang kuwento ng mga taong tulad ni Ginang Suarez,” Blue said with that signature smile on his face.
When asked about what they feel about winning the prize, both agreed that it was indeed an achievement. Blue said “yung mapanood lang nga ng maraming estudyante okay na sa akin eh. Mapanood pa kaya ng buong Rappler team. Grabe. Hahaha.” Meanwhile, Ion stated that “…just being a guest there with some of the big names in the journalism industry is really fullfilling, so what else if you’re going to present one your work, and in an addition you have a crowd of almost 1500 different people.” This duo is indeed proof that Great Minds Think Alike!!
More to come
Blue and Ion, along with members of the Hiringgilya Movement are looking forward to creating more short films, documentaries, graphic novel, and artworks. “Pagpapatuloy pa din namin ang pagawa ng mga dokumentaryo na magpapakita ng mga kakaibang pamumuhay ng tao ng mapaghuhugatan ng inspirasyon at kamalayan para sa iba.” Meanwhile, according to Blue, they now have plans of expanding the group with more researchers and sound men.
“Death is certain, replacing both the siren-song of Paradise and the dread of Hell. Life on this earth, with all its mystery and beauty and pain, is then to be lived far more intensely: we stumble and get up, we are sad, confident, insecure, feel loneliness and joy and love. There is nothing more; but I want nothing more.”
If we are doing something we really love to do, we would probably do an awesome job. But if we are doing something we don’t like, or worse, something that we hate, then maybe we would do it halfheartedly or perhaps, fail terribly in doing it. I can say that I spent my college days like that. Half-assed. I only studied at full throttle when I was about to fail a subject. I just hate to fail and give it up. Even then, I felt like puking because of all the shit I had to study that I didn’t even cared about anymore. What sucks the most is that I actually graduated and had a considerable score during the licensure exams. I thought it was over by then. I almost felt content. I forgot that it was time to do the things I want to do. Reach and work hard for what I really wanted. But after all those half-assed studying, just to please my parents, my grandmother, and relatives, it all comes down to nothing. I have forgotten what I really wanted. And now I’m trapped. I don’t want to do what I’m supposed to do now, which is to have a work related to what I finished in college. But I don’t know what else to do either. All that’s left was the backup plan. What a sad existential predicament. The gaping hole in my existence just turned into an endless abyss of emptiness. A black-hole of nothingness. And yes, it sucks.
As I lay at night, I hear my heart beat and wonder what if it stops beating as I fall asleep? How can I be sure that it does not stop as I dream and get lost in a different world. If my heart will stop beating as I dream, will my consciousness be trapped in an endless dream or will the world crumble before my eyes until every trace of my existence disappears? What happens to our consciousness when we die?
The concept of us having souls can be comforting with the thought of heaven. But this is a mere illusion so that it would be easier for man to accept his fate which is death. I can accept that my consciousness will be lost forever once I die. But for sure, I will leave proof that I once existed in this world. I will not die as a statistic. I wish to die as an individual, someone who loved and was loved, someone who came chasing after a dream, it does not matter if I fail or succeed, as long as I become part of other’s lives along the process. Not just someone they know, not just a past they wish to forget, but someone who made them smile, laugh, and cry. A friend, a foe, a son, a lover, or simply a man.
As I close my eyes, will I start dreaming or will I just wake up from a deep slumber?
’Ka Oryang’ is a movie that won best picture in the Cinema One Originals Independent Film Festival 2011. It is about a young woman who chose a path that is taken by few nowadays. An activist, a doctor, a lover, and a mother, ‘Ka Oryang’ was able to relive the different aspects of being a woman who lived during the Marcos era (1965 to 1986, Philippines). It successfully portrayed the hardships that the victims of human rights violations experienced, not only during the martial law but also as of today as the culture of impunity wreaks the hopes and dreams of aspiring individuals. You can feel both alienation and involvement in the story, as if you are watching real events transpire before your eyes.
I can say that ‘Ka Oryang’ by Sari Dalena is a well researched movie. Full of strong emotions and scenes that is sure to be remembered and discussed among peers. Human rights violation does not choose its victims; it could be anyone, anywhere, anytime. One of the most compelling scenes was Ka Oryang’s pregnancy and birth while in detention. Last year, among the 43 health workers (also known as the Morong 43) who were arrested and detained by military personnel, were two pregnant women. They were accused of making improvised explosives when in fact, a medical training for community health workers was being held. One of these women gave birth in jail, the other in a hospital but was later sent back to prison with her baby. Just imagine raising a child behind bars, with no freedom, bound by the cold steel and concrete. This is no place for a child to grow but the government allowed it to happen. And take note, we are not in Martial law.
I cannot help but feel resentment from the government or whoever responsible upon hearing stories of mental and physical torture such as this. Ka Oryang is definitely an eye opener for people who are so consumed by the distractions of modern day living. Aside from bringing us back to the past, it opens our eyes to the present day. The advocacies and cries of women 3 decades ago is not really different from what we have now. In fact, nothing really changed. Ka Oryang unites the old generation and the youth of today. 3 decades of struggle, impunity, stories of hope and despair, all in one movie.
As for the ending of the movie… death does not always equate to cessation. We may not live forever, our bodies and minds will stop functioning and it will decay upon the Earth’s surface, but our ideas, our hopes and dreams, can last forever until someday they are all reached. The younger generation is bound to keep the fire burning. Let’s all support the advocacies of Filipino women.