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Soleil et Lune As the sun watches what you do and the moon teaches you to go through phases, your bodies become imbued with a sense of purpose that you'd never known before. The age-old narratives and tell-tales of history is an ensemble of events as you hover around these celestial bodies - the sun and moon. You'll see the presence of the sun as it radiates everlasting beams. You'll witness the glory of luna pulsating in the midnight sky. You live and hover with the thoughts contained within. You seek spiritual asylum, create a different order of dignity, virtue, and unassailable nobility. Sa paglubog ng buwan at pagbalot ng kadiliman Mga hinuha ay pagbigyan Sa pagsikat ng araw, iyong pagmasdan Bagong umaga't realidad, nakadungaw sa'yong kaibuturan Nakasulyap sa bawat pahina, buksan ang puso't isipan, at bigyan ng kahulugan at kalaliman. Ang himig ng buhay at ang tugtog ng malawak na kaisipan na dito nakapaloob. Tunghayan ang laro ng mga salita na sumasayaw sa saliw ng pintig ng damdamin at tibok ng dibdib. Tuklasin ang liwanag ng araw na pumupuno sa damdamin. Damhin ang nang-aakit na kislap ng buwan at bituin sa nagdidilim at malabong paningin. Nagabaga, nagasiga Ang adlaw kag ang bulan Lantawa kag saksihan sa adlaw-adlaw nga tanan Ang paglibot sang kabuhi daw amo man Magahanda ang mga balatyagon sa inyo nga mabasahan. Mga istorya sang kabuhi sa idalom sang nagabutlak nga adlaw, kag bulan sa kagab-ihon aton tukadon. Ang tanan nga mabasahan diri amo ang mga laragway sang kabuhi nga nagapakita sang kapait kag katam-is agud imo mahangpan. Sa katahom sang adlaw kag bulan, ikaw pagadal on sa pagpanglakaton kaupod sa iban.
Chito Cezar P. Batoon Jr. Literary Editor
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CONTENTS
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Ode to my sun
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MOONBRIGHT
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DAYBREAK
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PANORAMA
INTERVALS
into the stars
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PHOEBUS & DIANA
MAGALING AKO
TELL-ALLS
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PANORAMA
CONNECT
CELESTIAL
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LE LUNE
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CONVERGENCE
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MABAYA
kalimbahin
padayon
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DEAR SELENE
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DEAR HELIOS
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FURTHER AWAY
FRAGMENTS
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SEEN
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APOGEE
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ENDINGS
COEXIST
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PERIGEE
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GLITCH
SA PAGITAN
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LUNA’S GENESIS
CITY LIGHTS
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APOLLO’S LOVER
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RETROSPECTION
REMINISCENCE
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unseen phases
land of forgotten
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“Lune chases Soleil� Kim Dela Cruz. Watercolor on Canson Paper
Patterns. Routines. Cycles. More often than not, we dive in the comfortable rhythm of going after another especially when their glow eclipses the darkness that you own. For it is tried, tested, and true that Luna will always chase Soleil.
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An Ode To My Sun Maria Patrisha Ivoreen Tamba You were there from the start Your presence pushed me to look out on the world As long as I have your light as my guide, I can see things clearly There's no reason to be afraid because you're here with me You're a blazing ball of fire Filled with the warmth of your love for me My source of life, my source of energy There's nothing I can't do As long as I'm with you But as I get older, I got used to your presence That I continued with my daily tasks Without giving you much attention It made my days become shorter I never noticed how your shine Started to flicker That you're already burning silently I thought you'll be forever with me Now that you're back to heaven, Slowly, darkness yields its way to me Your light strikes back to the clouds And the cold continues to creep in It may be too late I might have never told you too often But I hope you heard how my actions speak about my love for you Hoping I'm making you proud As I live my life the best way I can Because this will be my ode to you An Ode to my Sun An Ode to my Father.
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Dear Selene,
I always see you in the dark A view so innocent and prim They only look at you When you’re whole But it was your phases That captivated me. I had to save you from obscurity So I gave my light Without uncertainty. Wishing to be your Helios Comes with its painful price: Loving you at a distance For I have to vanish every day Just to let you breathe at night. It is a vicious cycle Agonizing, heart-wrenching But I am willing to pay. It was eclipse When you revealed yourself A beauty so Junoesque Dainty and divine As you got close, Finally, I felt serene. As much as I wanted for time to stop, We cannot bend our fates You were for the stars at night I was for the light of day Divided by the universe – always. We crossed paths but will never be destined. Always take care of my light. See you at the next eclipse. Love, Helios.
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Dear Helios, I always see you from afar A sight daring and bright They loved your glare But it was your sunspots That my heart yearned for. My love saved me From the blanketed nights It gave me a part of you, Love gave me light.
I longed to be your Selene So I tried to get close Dying to get a glimpse But as I rise every day, You disappeared like the wind Was it the flaws, the craters that I bare That pushed you away? Eclipse finally came My eyes locked with yours To a beauty so dashing Radiant and true As you got close Stronger, my love grew. I wanted for time to stop You and I, bending fates But time became faster Than it has ever been. We were parted by our worlds. We crossed paths but were never destined. Yet you will always be my light See you at the next eclipse. Love, Selene.
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Further Away Glaiza Rae Amable We were two different entities who rarely meet (Being) suspended in the middle of the heavens and the abyss As your shadowy orange glow starts to transcend Darling, you know my tale comes to an end. Though born with keen specialty of shapeshifting (In) solitude and darkness I would rather be a pallid and flawed being A consequence produced by tender (love) and scar With someone who (is) beautiful, yet so bizarre. In your journey hides from me utterly what I have known The unquiet soul of you who captured glee with an inward moan Afloat into a world where passion (never) seems to faint And where you alone are (about) to solely acquaint. To give you (the) entire sky without judgement I caused myself a pained silence that turned to solid abandonment So you can shine in any way you want to And in every way you need to. Whether in fractions, or in whole, my love is visible in your rise We chase each other, but not a single contact happens between our bold eyes It is true that I take in the opposite direction of you with utmost fragility What is real is when our hearts beat in total (proximity).
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fragments in the moonlight ziru how Selene has love Edymion, his flesh, and soul. so was I. and everything was a snapshot of what had been and what couldn’t, a mere mirage of blurred illusions.
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MOONBRIGHT Nico Julleza The seraph sky on ebony night, A white marble of placid light. Casting to the living glass, Haunting, the feelings elapse. A time of gardenia drapes, Hanging the mourning wall. Scent of ambrosia fogging The pavement covered in moss. Portraits of Celts amidst, Drifting upon moonlight mist. Eyes delving, ears opt to hear, Voices whisper of ancient fear. An oracle muses the unguided, As trees speak the truth. Humanity strives to be the art, Yet only remembered by a few.
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INTERVALS Leunamme Pabion The night had fallen. The obscure surrounding summoned that even a fraction of moon was vein. The essence of it roamed like some horrible monster ready to succumb. It devoured and impaired your frame of emotions and left your life with an aching destruction. But then, the dawn penetrated and the rays of the sun saturated. It was awfully exhausting, the interval of events recurring. The only lesson you were bound to learn was to accumulate hope into strength. To bring out the astonishing elegance of a blazing, fiery vengeance.
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Into the stars Mark Anthony Masacote O creature divine, Your eyes are oceans. They leave me lost in the unknowable depth of their wonders unfathomable. Sink. Steal. Sever. Pull me more under. Let the voyage of my mind reach through the tunnels of your soul. Cage me, lead me, lure me in the pitch-black deep until I lose my senses. Furious. Faithful. Free. In their labyrinth I shall saunter, entrusting the entirety of my existence in this blind, hopeful intuition. Let me, and in the darkness our spirits will rejoice. Deeper. Darker. Driven. Walk with me. No. Fly with me instead. Let these wings of wax carry us away in the evening’s silence. Farther, fearless, foregoing. The uncontainable yearning for freedom is finally at an end.
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Lustrous. Liberal. Lionhearted. We don’t belong here. We belong there beyond. Someplace where the luminescence of our souls cannot be contained. We belong among the stars of the night sky. And up there, we rise.
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Agaw Dilim Rj Junsay
Sa paglamlam ng kanyang liwanag ay ang unti-unting pagbalot ng abo sa paligid at ang pagdapya ng malamig na hangin na tumatagos sa puso. Himihina ang tibok ng dibdib habang kadiliman ang umiibabaw sa kapaligiran. Habang pumapatak ang buhangin sa isang babasaging orasan ay ang pagliwanag ng isang ilaw. Sa kay tagal ng pagkakatitig unti-unting nagkaroon ng anyo ang naturing na ilaw, isang pamilyar na anyo. Mayamaya pa'y, nangilid ang luha sa mga mata. Matagal na rin pa lang nang masilayan ang liwanang ng ilaw na ito. Bumukas ang isang pintuang napupuno ng mga alaala dala ng isang pamilyar na liwanag. Umiiyak ang isang sanggol sa isang ospital. Walang amang nais siyang kilalanin ngunit nandoon ang isang inang handang ibigay ang lahat para maiparamdam ang pagmamahal ng isang buong pamilya para sa supling na ito. Sa paglalim ng gabi, ang kanyang maiinit na yakap at lambing ang nagpapahimbing sa pagtulog. Sa tuwing nararatay sa banig ng karamdaman, ang bawat haplos ng kanyang mga kamay ang nagpaparamdam na magiging maayos rin ang lahat sa batang kanyang mahal. Lumipas ang panahon at lumaking huwaran ang batang nasa kanyang sinapupunan noon. Para sa ginang na ito, walang anong yaman sa mundo ang makakatumbas sa kagalakang kanyang nararamdaman nang makitang lumaking may takot sa Diyos at mabuti ang kanyang anak. Ngunit hindi sa lahat ng pagkakataon ay mataas ang tirik ng araw. Isang mahabang takip silim ang nagbabadyang dumating. Ang pag-agaw ng dilim sa liwanag ay hindi maiiwasang mangyari. Sa pagkakataong iyon, 16
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Seen Harriette "People even thought I wasn't the center of the solar system before," he snickers at that thought. "I have seen it all; From when it was empty, To when it was not. From when earthlings who jogged at night Chose to jog at day From when the river was a home of the eel To when it was a dumpsite of corpses From when a child was heading to the tiyangge To when he did not make it From when the blue uniforms were blue To when they were stained red by the very wearers From when a sea full of creation and dynamics Became a sea of commerce and plastics From when the poor had something to eat To when they didn't; From when no woman was touched To when they were groped and ravished without concur" How did it all happen in the light of day? "It didn't; ask my friend, the moon."
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Coexist /HMV/ The distance is what sets apart, Two diverse beings that are meant for love. Lightness is what she has adored, But in darkness, he found his home. In a universe of exploding stars, The sun smiled, resembling beauty. The moon, however, not able to see it, Had lived his life in full misery. Spying slyly in a starlit sky, Wondering when will they ever pass by As the crimson sun sat in sorrow, Earnestly praying for their love In the power of tomorrow. And so, in a world of uncertainties, Miracles such as eclipse endure to exist And as they had beared patiently, The day came, in the name of love, Both had coexisted beautifully.
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Sa Pagitan ng mga Katagang "Oo" at "Hindi" RJ Junsay Bagong mga mukha, panibagong araw Nakikinig sa musikang pinaglipasan ng panahon Doon ay nasilayan ko ang isang ikaw Natulala ng saglit, pagsibol ng isang dahon Marikit at maaliwalas na tanawin Nakita kang muli, isang malumanay na himig Ang siyang nagsimula ng isang awitin Na sa puso'y nagpalakas ng bawat pintig Aabante, aatras, hihinto, takot ay tumitindi Pikit matang maglalakas loob na lumapit sa'yo Dahil sa pagitan ng mga katagang "Oo" at "Hindi" Ay ang isang palaisapan na pwedeng maging tayo.
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City Lights Mark Anthony Masacote I can hear the effervescent silence. It brings neither thoughts of peace nor tranquility. I laid beside you and I was nervous. Enthralled. Uneasy. All I hear is the continuous, uniformed echoes Of the ticking of the old wall clock amidst The soundlessness of the second hour past Midnight I can feel the heavy pounding of my pulses Stronger. Louder. The lights remained off, yet the soft luminescent glow of the bone-colored moon shone with the faint light of aquamarine hue. I can smell caffeine from an old coffee cup. Stimulating. Bold. I never lost sight of it. The beauty of the Silhouette of your well-defined jaw, and the 22
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Accumulating drops of sweat exiting your temples. After a few seconds I began to savor the quiet Adjusted. Comfortable. There we are, laying against the cold granite floors That were gradually warmed by our backs. We had no pillow but we had my jacket, and your right Foot, resting atop mine. We savored the peace of an intimate time. Peaceful. Calm. We stayed silent. For an hour and a half, we just laid There facing the open windows that drove away the greed Of the thick, frosted glass from concealing the City lights It was beautiful, and it was nice. Luminescent Striking. Although I needn’t admire its beauty nor that of the stars. Your eyes were enough. They were beautiful, brown, and They glowed like honey; restful and open, effortlessly Mirroring the galaxies. Irong-Irong
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Daybreak Nico Julleza The daystar fills his folly time; warmth, passion, fulfillment and ease. But thy heart was blinded by much uncertainty. His love for the night is like a transient song with the urge to lurk a distant tone. For as he knew; one can never be wrong The beam of the moon wakes, And lo, it silks to that may-time dew. She rises and sets to an empty hemisphere to yonder mountains of ebony hue. An angel cries for thy night has fallen to thee. To that heartless lover without a single plea. The heartless day, the drops of night. A blazing trail of his dubious light. The day ponders to his dessert dreams, may they meet again or never again as it seems. As the night trod to her vanishing place. She gazed to the day rising to his misty grace.
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Phoebus & Diana Paul Leonil Esteba he is the emperor of dawn keeper of the morning light bringer of sunrise warmth east is where his empire lies. he is the god of the days bearer of the daylight torch with brilliance unparalleled he is the herald of the morn. he’s the king of the midday sun holder of the brightest lux floating atop the melted gold owner of the noontime throne. she is the empress of twilight the lady of the western sky she’s the guradian of the evenfall brewer of sunset moods. she is the goddess of evenings painter of the sleepy skies catcher of the moonlight beams mother of the evening star. she is the queen of silver moon ruler of the lightless realms surely reigns in the astral heights crafter of midnight dreams.
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Magaling akong Kumabisado Emy Rose Gallego
Magaling ako kumabisado. Marka nang nakaukit sa aking isipan ang mga sandaling madiin kong tinititigan ang bawat pagkumpas ng dalawang kamay ng bilogang orasan. Tingin ko’y hindi sa malayo sapagkat mahigpit kong inaantabayanan ang isang tunog na maghahatid ng kapanatagan sa aking namumugtong kalooban. Kasabay ng pagbalot ng sikat ng araw sa kanluran, ay umiigkas, tumatalon at walang pagsidlan ng galak ang aking puso dahil sa wakas ito na ang hudyat ng landas na ibig kong tahakin. Alas-sais, alas-syete, alas-otso, at maghahatinggabi na’t wala pa rin. Daw sa ano pa tinakluban sang langit kag duta. Sang akon nabinag-binag gahulat ko sa wala. Tila naging sirang plaka na ang malasoap operang kaganapang ito. Lumipas na yata ang pamamayagpag ni haring araw at ito’y napalitan ng pagbuhos ng tubig na siyang umanod sa gabundok na asaran, halakhak, hikbi, at akbay na ating pinagsaluhan. Kung tani sa tion nga pwede pa, akon ginsaligbat “Indi na!” Wala na tani nabiyaan sa tunga sang tabtaban. Ang mundong ibabaw ay sadyang mapaglaro at mapagkunwari. Hahayaan kang lasapin ang tamis ng pagpupunyagi, ngunit pagkaasahan may naghihintay na pighati. Hindi ito katulad ng pagususulit sa eskwelahan na lahat ng katanungan ay masinsinan mong nabibigyang kasagutan. Minsan, ang simpleng pagtikom ng mga labi ay isa ng sagot sa mga suliraning hindi mawari.
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Ang imo pagbuya daw bukal hinali lang nadula. Daw sa ano pa nga multo, Toto, waay ka guid nagpahibalo. Sabi nila, mahirap kumabisado. Pero, kung ako ang tatanungin mas mahirap iwaglit ang iyong nakabisado. Sa ikalawang pagkakataon na inalay, maririnig pa ba ang tunog na nagtataglay ng iyong kapaliwanagan?
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Tell-alls of a telltale heartache Philip Robert Alaban i – salutations facing how i felt about you left me gasping for air because falling into your brown eyes meant falling out of his and that was something i never braced myself for ii – earthbound, heavensent there is excitement in blinking only to have an entirely new life laid out before you euphoria in sleeping with only darkness above, sheets below, and nightlight unplugged and wonder in falling head over heels for astronauts in space when you’re bound to earth by your feet
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iii – midpoint i hope you feel the magnitude of what i feel for the one person who matters to me the most you. iv – entranced in transience faces creep through the pages of your narrative. introduced fleetingly, and just as quick to take their leave when will you ever realize that true love is merely all of you and none of everyone else. v – ebb and flow time will pass and i may love many faces other than yours but as i hold them close and they whisper, “will you remember me?’’ in a heartbeat, i’ll say, “yes” but the only one i will never forget is the one who never asked me to.
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vi – musings i’ve long been convinced that love isn’t the only thing we needed to make it work but as we laughed as if we were the only people in the world, stayed awake until midnight as if, dawn would never come talked endlessly as if keeping quiet was a foreign concept, and wished for good things as if we’ve never been through the bad, i hoped. and that spark, that flicker, that flame led me to believe that maybe you were hoping too. vii – life’s lessons learn to soak in your loneliness like how you bathe under starlight until solitude is sewn into your soul and i promise you that the absence of 30
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another will never reap the same sorrow again. viii – changes change us you grew out your hair since the last time we met even the way your lips curl to smile seem the slightest bit different forgetting should be easy now that you’ve gone again but your eyes of brown, are just as I remember them ix – nevermore love, my undying love, how long do i wait for the road is hard, winding, and long so please come home before it’s too late. x – not goodbye, never goodbye. i’ve loved you even before i even knew, but life told us – keeps telling us – to just sit tight and wait. and so we shall.
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Apogee A crush is just like a phase, and just like the phases of the moon, it changes. -Pauline Arada
Sun: When I say good morning ~ you say? Moon: good night. -Renely Demegillo
Like a Sunrise: Greater things are yet to come. -Michael E R Tuares
There she is, lighting up the dark night sky, surrounded by the stars that are dull compared to her ethereal glow. -Gabrielle Denise de la Vega
Unraveling the clandestine of the great divide. -Jerico Severino Like a rose, ain't beautiful without flaws. -Marlyn Rose Marcelo Does the Moon mourn that her light is not her own? -Miguel Carlos Llamado Lusting for your forgiveness. -Lawrence Dorego I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all. - Steven John Sumbing The moon is following me. - Joanna Wayne Horneja Still I rise, like the sun’s reprise, isn’t much to despise. -Ed Kenneth Palomaria The sun watches what I do, but the moon knows all my secrets. -Jielyn Anne Bastian
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Bichnada. -Kent Louis Tomulto Mystery and light. -Ma. Danica Campos Our paths will cross and fate will allow us to meet; just as an eclipse is to the sun and the moon. -Zoe Gwyneth Tan I'll wait till my burden end, till you shine for me. -Jawn Caryss Justalero Insatiable longing obtained through human prowess. -Doniel Leigh Baltero Fibbertigibbet. -Dea Mikaela Bañas I do believe that the sun and the moon are destined for things greater than heartbreak. -Aleanna Marie Dabao Mental Fortitude. -Xena Hyacinth Estiñoso
Perigee Occasus: in the space of one heartbeat and the next; I love you and I was lost to you. -Gabrielle Moscoso You’ve been stressed out lately? Yeah me too. -Romari Charlz Diaz The moon hears my cries, While the Sun sees my smiles. -Rotsen Agreda I'll be winning the game you set up anyway. -Leunamme Pabion I am where lost things are. -Jeff Gange Tolentino I am tired of every fiber of my being. -Ivan Gumban Dust settles, I don't . -Emy Rose Gallego I took a step I can’t take back and I’m still okay. -Geremy Gallenero our paths will cross and fate will allow us to meet; just as an eclipse is to the sun and the moon. -Zoe Gwyneth Tan Weeping may endure for the night but joy comes in the morning. Trust Him. -Nico Julleza
Being in the apogee or perigee towards the orbit of your aspirations doesn't equate to who you are, it's all about how you let the forces of the universe take you. -Rj junsay Hopefully everyone. -Philip Robert Alaban Glaring deeply across the unknown, intertwining the other souls. -Kim Dela Cruz I long for the home that I do not belong to. -Pauline Buenafe Both a hellfire and a celestial city. -Glaiza Rae Amable I have conquered the constellations; I have dominated suns and moons. In the stars where my empires lie, I am king. -Mark Anthony Masacote Hoping to love with a love that is more than love. -Honey Mabelle Villarba And the nighttime was the worst. -Chito Cezar Batoon Jr.
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“Luna’s Genesis” Georvin Delotavo Graphite on paper
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“Panorama” Leunamme Pabion Pen and Ink on paper
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“Connect” Leunamme Pabion Pen and Ink on paper
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“Endings and Beginnings” Shane Pabion Pen and Ink on paper
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“Glitch” Jean Boniba Pen and higlighter on paper
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“Blooming Sequence” Jean Boniba Pen and ink on paper
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“Cosmic Freefall” Leunamme Pabion Pen and Ink on paper
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Adrianne Wilfred Gepigon Jr. Watercolor on Canson Paper
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“Retrospection” Romari Charlz Diaz Digitial Art
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“Le Lune” Gabrielle Moscoso Digitial Art
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“Land of the Forgotten Many” Michael E R Tuares
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“In Sync” Rotsen Agreda
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“Noachian” Beochaoineadh
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“Phase” Michael E R Tuares
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“Scarred Sunsets” Rotsen Agreda
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“Mabaya” Chito Cezar Batoon Jr. Irong-irong
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“Kalimbahin” Leunamme Pabion IroN=IroN=
“Padayon” Chito Cezar Irong-irong
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“Unseen Phases” Romari Charlz Diaz IroN=IroN=
“Makatibawas” Heartbreak Prince
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“Patterns over Silhouette” Miss Americana
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“Succession” Romari Charlz Diaz Irong-irong
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“Cycle, revolution and rhythm” Heartbreak Prince IroN=IroN=
“Ebb and Flow” Romari Diaz Irong-irong
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“Kalimbahin” Miss Americana
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