Rizal’s Annotations to Morga’s Sucesos de las Islas Filipinas Rizal’s interpretation of history with regards to his annotations on Morga’s book makes both a boon and a bane to Philippine nationalism. There were necessary historical assertions being made in his time and purposes but recent educators refuse to see Rizal’s work in the context of modern scholarship. Although most of his historical assertions were being validated by recent research, however, there were eminent…
The Calling Have you left anything? Have you anything left? These are the great questions that needs appraisal. Why, one could wonder what is now happening here in our humble abode called earth. Floods, earthquakes, typhoons, anything you could think to name of these dreadful disasters running wild, leaving millions of damages, loss of thousands of lives along in its wake, making once a green pasture into an untillable land. Is mother earth now reeking in vengeance? Who is…
Reveries I don’t know how to turn you into a poetry. Sometimes you ought to run at the back of my mind, Unconsciously write you in the palm of my hands. At times your story is like a work of art. Like a beautiful waltz, in exquisite dance. Like that of an abstract painting in a complete turmoil. You are like of Beethoven’s Fur Elise, And as lively as that of Mozart’s Le Nozze di Figaro. Oh! Such a sweet little thing. Beautiful novels and happy endings, Like the story of the…
Reinventing Discovery: The Science of Today In basic research, some people preach the gospel of serendipity. Breakthroughs cannot be planned, insights not be forced, geniuses not be bred. They tell themselves – and everybody willing to listen- that half of all discoveries are made while tinkering with something else. Indeed, but not always. The quest for scientific knowledge should be boundless. There should not be any type of barriers to prevent such an enrichment of…
Voice Life is full of stories. In fact, life itself is a book. A good book has broken pages, folded ones, faded inks by the passing of time. It has scars that marks its tragic past but is remembered with its glorious moment. It is the book’s way of refinement as that of gold and silver being refined by fire. There are no stars without scars. Hence, your scars are your stars. It is also a manuscript in which a master novelist is on the process of making his masterpiece. We…
Moon Lover Firmament's succumbing to darkness Blush streaks painted in vastness T'was marking your emminent arrival Oh! Sweet thing spherical. The epitome of beauty and mystery Witnessed in your constant inconstancy Perhaps levity heightens thy proverbial looks Herald of serinity emblazoned in books Misty white furballs can't resist thy charms Beguiled celestial stones etched their memories in thine arms Such intrigue is reflected in the streams To sleep I induce thee, in…