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Part 2: ...And More 31.
Tribute to 'Tree-View'
32. Can't Hurry Glory
Even as the dawn breaks Every morn to vindicate The good faith of all of us Who believe in its certainty, It does so very gradually, True to its nature and pace And wisdom prevents us From trying to hurry up The sun’s rise to its full And glorious brightness. March 1996 33. 'TahanLahi': The Home of Our Race
We are Tao (humans), Children of Nature— We eat when hungry, we drink whenever thirsty Breathing from the moment of birth to that of death And keeping alive our kind, multiplying, branching out, Just like our Brethren, the Animals and Plants. But unlike them, we proudly stand tall, With backbones erect, we walk on two feet, Using our innate wisdom and reasoning To comprehend our environment and plan our lives And also our governance and interrelationships. Fire and other tools we do use with our hands To fashion out of the labor of our bodies The furtherance, the upliftment of our lives. We are the Tao in the full attainment of our humanness, The unity of our people, of Nature, Of the Past, the Present and the Future.
We love our children and grandchildren, and teach then— To love one another and Mother Nature Who once gave life to our ancestors, and now embraces Those who have gone home to the earth, to Her. It is Mother Nature who now nurtures us with Life Until that time when we completely return home to Her, But only after we bring forth a new generation To leave behind under her care. Endlessly flows the Lifestory of our race, In countless risings and settings of the King of the Sky. Our life is difficult, simple but happy, We are not captives of any greed or obsession on our part. Our happiness is felt in Love Among us, between us and Mother Nature, And in the love and harmony of all who are Her children— In the warmth of the sun chasing away our shivers, In the cool waters quenching our thirst, In the darkness just right for taking our rest, In the sweet, delicious taste of our food reward, In the beauty and liveliness of the Animals and lants, All of these native to the Land we call our Home.
This is the Homeland of our ancestors and our descendants, This is our TahanLahi, the home of our Race. We are happy children of Nature this Home. We are brethren in an equal, honorable way.
However, in the many successions of the rains and the summers, We have come to know about and meet face-to-face, Some fellow Humans, who should likewise be children of Nature, Many of them disrespect and violate Her outright! Although they are not native to our TahanLahi, We could still embrace them as brothers and sisters, If they were willing to respect the peace of our Home, If the thoughts, customs and systems they want to share with us Were offered with due respect for what they have found here, If they were prepared to deal, cooperate, as our equals, If, indeed, they come here to be friend us, adjust to our ways.
But many of them subject them to insults. They disdain our color, identifying it with the dirty and ugly. And consider us inferior to them in intellect and dignity. An excuse for them to teach us, to save us from "ignorance." With their habits, viewpoints and standards They forcibly supplant what we have known from birth, Even as our art, our songs and dances, expressions of our spirit Are traqted as mere ornaments, enjoyed as entertainment. They hate Nature who is our Parent beloved— Killing the trees, poisoning the air and water, With no concern for the next generations of our race After all, this land that they trample is not their Homeland, They are ready to sow utter destruction, and then simply leave Bringingalong their gathered wealth, which they call "money."
By the power of their incomprehensible tongue, And invoking papers bearing this or that signature, They lay claim to our TahanLahi, grab it from us, Saying they had already bought this part of Mother Nature. On this basis, they drive us away, oppress and insult us, And go on destroying the Land, Water, Flora and Fauna, The sacred resting place of our ancestors, The land that our descendants should enjoy in their time, Our TahanLahi, beloved Home of our Race. Some of us are dazzled, confused, swayed by them, Others are terrified by their killing machines Which we cannot overcome with our shields and our spears. Some of us, fearing death, acquiesce To the reign of the intruders over our TahanLahi, The result is death just the same, slow death for us all If we are not bodily thrown to our graves They bury our beliefs, our customs, our culture. They bury the Spirit of our Race, They bury us just the same.
All humans who are real Children of Nature Have to defend their own TahanLahi Neither can they be saved by their minds so shuttered, In the face of onslaughts of destruction and death, Even if we have never met them, real siblings of ours Are they all who struggle against similar predicament. And we are united, embraced by the very same Mother Nature, Even as those who insult, exploit and oppress us And snuff out the Life of our beloved TahanLahi, Are in the brink of destruction by a cruel Curse— They who have no roots shall be like dust in the wind, With nothing to remember, nothing to look forward to, But dirt, disease, insanity, even death Caused by their worship of money and destruction of Nature. We need not read any of their books to know of these things. Neither can they be saved by their minds so shuttered, They who are deaf and numb to the Lifepulse of the Great Whole. Long after all their money and luxuries And even their bodies shall have decayed in the ground, Nature shall still flourish and reign in splendor Through the countless successions of the rains and the summers. 34. Live (1)
live every breath, enjoy every bite of food and drop of drink, feel every pulse, cherish every living cell within you ...and without. revere every leaf and smile at the Sun. live life fully ...and all around. Written in Puerto Princesa, Palawan, in the morning of Feb. 7, 2000, as a morning-after recap of his input module for the environmental video framework, content and scripting strategy, during the 4th video-making seminar of Tanghalang Lakbay Pinoy’s Ta-Nood Kalikasan Video Festival for Earth Day 2000 held at the Crocodile Farming Institute in that city.
35. True Lovebond
November 22, 1997 36. Cyber-Discernment You can not download the entire InterNet to fit a compact disk, much less a diskette. choose well, then, what you do need to get to carry in your pocket for, anyway, anytime you can access the InterNet. Much like, from anywhere, anywhen, you can connect ..to the InnerNet. N ovember 9, 2003 .
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