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Trees : a birthday tribute to Vessel

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On the first day of this planet’s new year I got lost in a town south of the metropolis. Joining me is a human who, with the same passion for documenting the planet and its residents, is equipped with a device made by humans known as a “camera.” This time, we got lost in Taal: a heritage town built on the hilly lands in the middle of Taal Lake and the Balayan Bay.

The town in itself is a snapshot of an era that has long gone: An old church, towering over the rest of the town and guarding the shores of Balayan Bay. A quadrilateral lot boxed by grand houses from the yesteryears, an old Presidencia of Taal with the faces of its famous (or most likely infamous) sons, and a human marketplace that sells clothes and food.

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Started a new blog for any (mis)adventures

Congratulations, you and I made it through this year. Stay strong and stay alive, fren. Happy New Year.

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i still think about the fact that our brains kinda looks like storm clouds. anyways, happy holidays and happy birthday, self-titled.

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#Owl City #owlsome #adam young #Paper Tigers #Winter #owlcityofficiail

Fall 2018 Anime perfectly captures my life lately

#Merry Christmas

Take me to the edge, right through your lens Show me what I need to see

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A reason for my long absence

I am not dead. Although I wouldn’t mind being dead after everything that has happened.

My phone was left smashed by the trucks that ran over it in the middle of a highway. My bike was stolen. And I ended up broke and uninspired.

After trying (and failing) again to be part of the dead I decided that I should maybe try working for a change. Art doesn’t sell in this part of my planet, especially art that isn’t good. I needed a steady source of income so I abandoned my pen and paint and took up the service tray. I applied as a waiter for a restaurant. Pay was a bit indecent (4.76 USD a day), but it was better than nothing. Better than being fooled by so-called clients. In months of service work, think I lost a bit of myself, like a part of me died in all those hours I worked from sunup to near midnight to the point that when I tried picking up the pen again I found myself not able to draw again. It was scary.

I’m not entirely sure if I could still draw. And that fact depresses me.

So please, please. Bear with me. I’m still trying to find a way back home.

Please give me a new set of eyes. There isn’t a trace of colour in these windows of mine.

There’s no above, below, or around it.

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“To some degree, I have grown accustomed to this new cycle of things. It has become a repetitive dance deplete of major revisions, a waltz, in some way, moving across the dance floor in a series of boxed steps. Eternally looping.

It feels odd. Up until a few weeks ago I felt somehow detached from the rest of the planet, I was only an observer. And now I am not. It truly is odd and yet somehow I feel some form of pleasure in the knowledge that I am partaking in another aspect of the human experience. That I am seeing humans once more from another perspective.

‘So this is how it is,’ I’d say with a small smile ‘this is how to be a human.’”