#truthhurts

“Senin değilse alma, doğru değilse yapma, gerçek değilse söyleme, bilmiyorsan sus.” 🇯🇵✨

Bizde ise:

“Bal tutan parmağını yalar.”

“Devletin malı deniz, yemeyen domuz.”

“Komşuda pişer, bize de düşer.”

“Üzümü ye, bağını sorma.”

Aradaki fark, sadece sözlerde değil…

Bir milletin ahlakı, karakterini;

karakteri ise KADER;ini belirler. 🌏

Onlar dürüstlükle ilerlerken,

biz kurnazlığı zeka sandık.

İşte bu yüzden teknolojide onlar, mazerette biz öndeyiz.

Artık öğrenmemiz gereken şu:

Gelişmişlik sadece fabrika değil

Becomes Amarantha’s pet to “save Velaris”...

Sacrificing the continent for one city.

Then gives that city up at the first possible opportunity to save the continent

Let’s get this straight:

Rhys sacrifices himself for 49 years to keep Velaris hidden and safe.

Claims it was the only option. Like, sorry Prythian, guess the rest of the continent gotta suffer as long as Velaris stays untouched.

Whole-ass war, people enslaved, murdered, territories falling—and he just sits pretty playing Amarantha’s puppet to protect his one city.

But then suddenly, in ACOMAF: “Oh no, Hybern’s coming 😔 gotta open the gates and bring Velaris into it now.” Like. Bro. YOU made this moral trade for half a century, and now you’re just done?

So when it was your guilt on the line, Velaris came first. But when you have to play the hero of the ady—you sacrificed Velaris without blinking.

So which is it? Did you really protect Velaris for the greater good—or was it always just about your pride?

Bale, ang Pinoy Racism… sa kapwa Pinoy lang

Napanood at nabasa ko lang sa internet yung term na “intraracial racism.” Hindi ko siya inimbento. Hindi ko rin siya pinag-aralan nang pormal. Pero nung narinig ko siya, parang may kumatok na pamilyar. Parang hindi bagong konsepto, kundi bagong pangalan lang sa luma nang ugali.

Sabi doon, posible daw maging racist ang isang tao sa sarili niyang lahi. At sa Pilipinas, hindi ito mahirap hanapan ng halimbawa. Hindi ito yung klasikong racism na iniisip ng karamihan. Walang lahing ibang tinatamaan. Sariling atin ang target.

May hierarchy kahit pare-pareho tayong Pilipino. Kulay ng balat. Punto ng salita. Lugar na pinanggalingan. Antas ng buhay. Maputi ka, may lamang ka. Moreno o maitim, may kasunod na biro o duda. Galing ka sa Maynila, parang default na “mas may alam.” Galing ka sa probinsya, parang may kailangang patunayan.

Hindi ito laging lantaran. Minsan biro lang. Minsan “ganun talaga.” Pero paulit-ulit. At dahil paulit-ulit, nagiging normal.

At dahil dyan, napaisip tuloy ako. Hindi na sa nalaman ko, kundi sa nakikita at napapansin.

Habang malaya tayong maghusga sa kapwa Pilipino, iba ang kilos natin sa banyaga. Biglang may control. Biglang may effort. Biglang may kabaitan na halos scripted.

Hindi ko sinasabing peke lahat. Pero hindi rin siya ganap na natural.

Parang may silent agreement: Kapag banyaga ang kaharap mo, dapat mabait ka. Dapat magalang ka. Dapat ipakita mo na “ganito ang Pilipino.”

Kasi kapag umuwi siya sa bansa niya at nagkuwento, hindi lang ikaw ang nire-represent niya. Buong Pilipinas.

Kaya ang nangyayari, nagiging parang walking advertisement ang Pilipino. Hindi lang tao, kundi promo material.

“Punta kayo sa Pilipinas, mababait kami.”

Hindi mo man sabihin nang direkta, pero nandun yung intent. Parang sales talk na hindi mo inamin sa sarili mo.

At syempre, may kapalit iyon. Turismo. Opportunity. Good image.

Samantalang sa kapwa Pilipino, wala namang kailangang i-maintain na imahe. Kilala ka na. Kilala mo na sila.

Kaya doon lumalabas yung totoo.

Doon ka malayang manghusga. Doon ka hindi nagfi-filter. Doon mo nilalabas yung standard mo, kung sino ang “lamang” at kung sino ang “kulang.”

Hindi lahat ng Pilipino ganito. May mga taong patas. May mga hindi tumitingin sa kulay o pinanggalingan. May mga hindi kailangang mag-adjust depende sa kausap.

Pero hindi rin maikakaila na may pattern.

At minsan, ang pinaka-ironic na parte nito ay hindi tayo bastos sa ibang lahi, pero nagiging malupit tayo sa sarili natin.

Parang mas kaya nating respetuhin ang hindi natin kapareho, kaysa sa kapwa natin.

Siguro kasi sa banyaga, wala tayong comparison. Sa kapwa Pilipino, puno tayo ng sukatan.

Sa dulo, hindi ito simpleng usapan ng pagiging mabait o hindi.

Mas malalim siya doon.

Kasi kung ang kabaitan mo ay nakadepende sa kung sino ang kaharap mo, hindi na siya kabaitan.

And no matter where you run, they will find you. Because heterosexuals like to play with their food before they eat it. They enjoy the feeling of terrorizing you out of your homes, your safe zones. They think they are invincible, think they are "normal". These monsters will always be one doorstep away from blowing down everything we have worked for. Because they believe they can get away with anything.

Imagine a world where it was us in power. A world where you could breathe in peace, a world where straight people were too afraid to be themselves. Whenever I tell my fellow queer people this, they always say they don't want to treat the monsters the way they treat us.

But let me tell you something; a wolf will continue to be a wolf until something bites it back. Fire burns all in its path until it comes to water, which instantly kills it. The hunter will never stop hunting until he knows what it feels like to be hunted.

A new president may come today and take the Throne and maybe he will be a better man. Maybe you can breathe a little easily. But mind you that when the next one comes and he is a heterosupremist, everything you and your so-called allies worked for will be crumbled in a second.

Why?

Because as queer people, your rights are BARGAINABLE!

Straight people can proudly stand up and tell the world that you don't deserve human rights and other straight people will agree.

They never gave us freedom, they only gave us a longer leash.

Until the day you open your eyes to see them for what they are, for what they have always been, that's when the journey begins.

Let me ask you; are you a coward or a homosexual?