Urban decay appeals to the imagination. Inasmuch as degeneration is
inescapable with age, it stimulates the mind, letting it drift to the memories
and imaginations of a past that once was and a future that will be. The passage
of time and the inevitability of collapse remind us of our own impermanence.
Dilapidation shows traces and voids as spaces for interpretation of shifting
identities and tainted ideologies.
In this issue of The Augustinian Mirror, we want to give you something
new to ponder. We want to give you stories that serve to remind us that decay,
in every essence, is unavoidable. Hence, some good things come after these
inevitable odds; depending on how to deal with its traces.
In this shift of milieu, the certainty of progress while the other decays
are inevitable. As part of change, one must embrace these fragments in the
midst of eccentricities; considered as part of a whole, a part of variation, and
a portion of the transformation that does not render into apathy.
