Yes, I am.

Calaguas Island, Camarines Norte

Open your eyes long enough.

Calaguas Island, Philippines

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Calaguas Island, Philippines

Happy New Year!!

What do we fight for? Really?

All of us are in some kind of adventure to somewhere. All of us have some kind of unanswered questions. All of us want answers.

But what do we fight for? Do we create the problem ourselves? Do we create problems for other people?

We're in an ever expanding universe of questions and answers and a web of darkness and light and undiscovered substances. The moment we get our questions answered, it unlocks another set of questions wanting to be answered.

Exponentially.

There's a myriad of possibilities for anything, really. The sheer reality of how things are the way they are right now.

I'm babbling about nothing, really. And it just struck me that the moment we run out of questions to answer, will be the moment that we cease to exist.

Curiosity is a playful thing. It's the fuel that ignites our insatiable appetite for adventures, for experiences, for creativity, for love, and for life.

It's surreal to comprehend that each one of us has a story. People can be in the spotlight, and others in the backstage, and even behind cameras.

The web of curiosity spins endlessly. It might bring you back to a certain point in which you think you've answered it before. But who knows, it's a different question in a different time than where you were previously.

Do we really fight for something? Fighting for something has such a selfish connotation it. You're not brave for fighting for something. You're just fueling the already tense situation and bullying the losing side to gain something for yourself.

You call that justice?

I won't go into semantics because this will get nowhere.

Hang in there, they said. For once you reach the end, it's up to you if you will try again.

At kung ikaw ay nakatawa, ako pa ba ay nakikita?

Pasko, pasko. Pasko na namang muli.