#stopthekillings

[agentomato]

A short comic I did for the Hindsight 2020 zine.

As much as you may try to ignore them, ghosts don’t simply disappear.

[bbarican]

tangina nakakagalit yung balita tungkol sa pnp officer na pumatay ng dalawang tao in broad daylight

i get it, people are mad at the kid too, pero sino bang may kasalanan kung bakit naging ganoon ang pag-asta nung bata? eh di yung mga nagpalaki sakanya. nakakalungkot. nakakainis.

sana makulong habang buhay yung police officer na yun. di niya deserve yung maglalamierda lang siya nang parang wala siyang ginawang mali. he has to rot in jail. its whats fair and just.

and for the kid, i swear and hope to God that she grows up to be WAY WAY WAY better than this, better than her parents. better than what her dad shoved into her face that day.

#StopTheKillingsPH

[aikeasworld]

Hello!

Andito ako at muling nagbabalik. Ilang buwan din akong namahinga sa paggamit ng Tumblr. At ibang social media accounts. Kasi hindi kinakaya ng utak at puso ko ang mga pangyayari kaya sorry. 😔

Hanggang ngayon mabigat ang puso ko. Halos apat na buwan na simula nung nilagay tayo sa quarantine. Iba’t ibang uri na ng quarantine ang sinusunod ng iba’t ibang bayan, pero ang bottomline ay hindi pa rin nafaflatten ang lintek na curve na ‘yan. Hanggang kailan pa kaya? Bilyon bilyon na ang utang natin oh.

Anyway.

Salamat sa mga patuloy na nagfofollow sa’kin kahit na hindi ako active. Andito na ako ulit. Kailangan ko na ulit ng outlet. Kasi naiipon na lahat. At ayaw kong sumabog.

Kamusta kayo? Sana okay pa rin kayo.

[staedtlerstone]

Fighting for the rights we basically deserve should never be an option in the first place. Children are our investment for a better future and we must nurture them with good teachings and practical learning. These children are brought into this world without knowing what kind of environment will they be raised in. They did not choose who their parents will be and which community should they belong to. But as a citizen who has enough knowledge and compassion to his co-human being, it will be our decision if we choose to harm these people.

Childhood is the stage where kids get to live carefree without having matured problems at hand. It is also the stage where these children are very vulnerable. The child in the illustration is colorless as it reflects his life living in this colorful community. Colorless because he witnessed the brutally destruction of his foundation of development. Colorless equates to emptiness. One thing that could help fill him up is the restoration of peace in his environment.

It is where they are destined - in Lumad community. We have no rights in forcing them to leave on where they are living just for the sake of our selfish desires. We have no rights in taking away their needs for the sake of our wants. The opposite of love is indifference, indeed. We may both differ from our way of living but it is never right to belittle the marginalized. Education deserves to be served to ALL.

Let us be thankful for the volunteers and the people who protects the community at all cost. There is no time to waste in rebuilding the childhood they once lost. Listen to what their hearts are shouting and help them to heal the wounds they are enduring. I stand with the Lumad. #StopTheKillings  

[anakbayanlb]

Photos from today’s Family Holiday Party hosted by @gabrielalosangeles & @kapwakids with performances from FREE program youth, parol making stations and writing cards for the political prisoners in the Philippines. . As International Human Rights Day approaches tomorrow, we call on Duterte to stop the killings in the Philippines! Lift martial law in Mindanao, release the 400+ political prisoners and end human rights violations against the masses! ✊🏽 #stopthekillings #neveragaintomartiallaw (at Long Beach City College Horticulture)

[ashpen]

Kaguluhan

Isang araw, puno ng kaguluhan, Sa iba’t ibang bansa, sa iba’t ibang bayan, Pero bago ko to simulan, nais ko lamang ipaalam, Na ang tulang ito ay para muna sa aking bayan.

Pilipinas, ikaw ang bayan ko, Mula pa noon ay may nangyayari ng gulo, Kung kaya’t hanap ng mamamayan mo ay pagbabago, Pagbabagong makatarungan sa lahat ng tao.

Hanggang sa maihalal ang isang pangulo, Kaya nya raw magbigay ng pagbabago, Sa loob ng anim na buwan raw, makakaasa kayo, Na mapupuksa ang krimen sa bayang ito.

Hindi pa man nagsisimula ang kanyang termino, Napakaraming buhay na ang naperwisyo, Mga katawang wala ng buhay nagkalat sa kanto, Ayon sa kinauukulan, “nanlaban” ang mga ito.

Pagpatay sa mga ‘nanlaban’ ay mas umigting pa, Pati kabataan, at buntis ay nadadamay na. Akalain mo bang madamay ang isang buntis na manganganak na sana, Sa paanong paraan nila masasabing, nanlaban siya?

Maraming tao sa Presidente ay nagalit, Lalo na nang mabalitaang, may nadadamay ng paslit, Pero teka, intindihin muna natin saglit, Kailangan ba talagang buhay ang kapalit?

Maraming paraan, kung ating iisipin, Maaari silang dakpin, at sa prisinto ay dalhin. Kung manlalaban, sa binti ninyo barilin, Dahil ang pagpatay ay hindi ninyo gawain.

“To serve and protect”, yan ang pangako nyo, Pero mga taong inosente, ay pinapatay ninyo, Para sa sikwenta mil, o sa pagtaas ng ranggo, Mamang pulis ito ang tandaan mo, may Diyos na laging nanonood sa'yo.

At para naman sa'yo mahal naming Pangulo, Oo nga’t inaasam namin ang pagbabago, Pero hindi ito ang pagbabagong gusto ko, Lalo na’t buhay ng tao ang kinukuha mo.

Anim na taon ang isang termino ng pangulo, May limang taon pa, para sa pagbabago, Kung pwede po ay pagisipan ninyo ito nang husto, Dahil hindi makatarungan ang pagkitil sa buhay ng tao.

[thatsysabeld-blog]

The world screamed with every ounce of strength it had. It’s carrying a pile of explosive hearts that meant to be exploded. When the time has come, it will shattered into pieces with the schism it used to carry for a long time. So many times, it cried and plead but no one was there to listen. We hear it calling but we just continue to feast and recommence on what we do best; to form eternal conflicts. Indeed, closed and tangled minds arise in a convoluted world. People are filled with thoughts of complete confusion and disorder that caused chaos to one another. Things are in disarray as it continually shambles upon our whole being. We confined ourselves within ourselves. We couldn’t break free from confinement; restricting serenity and tranquility from entering our hearts. A close-minded nation of people having rigid opinions or a narrow outlook is surrounding us. There is no peace now. I’m really sorry to say. 

[hulinghantungan]

Singil

piyesa para sa Tanghalang Bayan ng Kabataan sa Baguio Umaalingawngaw Ang putok ng baril, Ang sigaw ng binata At ang iyak ng isang ina. Isa na namang Paghuhukom ng baril Ang naganap sa ating bayan. Pero lintik lang ang walang ganti. Babangon ang mga ina, Mga kaklase't kaibigan, Mga kaanak at kasamahan, Babangon ang sambayanan. Dahil lintik lang ang walang ganti. Sa paghuhukom ng taong bayan, Hindi sinasanto ang pasista, Ang traydor sa mamamayan At ang kakampi ng imperyalista Ang ganti ng mamamayan Ay isang digmaan Dadanak ang dugo Ng mapang-api't mawawalan ng buhay. HUSTISYA PARA KAY KIAN! HUSTISYA PARA SA LAHAT NG BIKTIMA NG PASISMO NG REHIMENG US-DUTERTE!