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Look back into history.
8 AM to 5 PM (Tuesdays to Saturdays)
1 PM to 5 PM (Sunday)
Php 150 (for children and adults)
Museum workers and teachers - FREE
Manila residents with valid IDs - FREE on Tuesdays and 50% discount on other days (not applicable for group tours)
The museum is closed on Mondays and selected official holidays.
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In Filipino (the language), “mahal”- the word for ‘love’ also means “valuable and or expensive”. changes in pronunciation gives their word usage different meanings. “mamaHAlin” means “expensive or pricey” while “MAmahalin” means “(i) will love”.
"Mura" (moo-ra) means both "cheap or of lower value" and "derogatory/cuss words"
Appropriate synonyms for both words and their respective meanings in my opinion. When you “value” someone, you “Love” them and you “Lower another’s value” when you “curse/cuss” at them.
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Finally, embracing her ,with tears from her eyes flowing onto my shoulder, she whispered, ” What took you so long?” I was so close I just needed to whisper, ” I’m sorry, my love. Fighting dragons took a li’l longer than I expected.
People say I’ve always been in love with love.
I guess i always have and now, always will.
when God promised to shower my life with Love & Grace.
I didn’t realize he was being poetically literal.
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i posted her portrait on her wall and she replied with a masterpiece of her own. wait, as i pick my heart off the floor…
In response to your portrait, I write.
I write about the pulse that flexes your fingers to turn visions into truth;
Illusions to known;
Dreams to motion.
Paint the inspiration crimson, redder than the full lips of the muse of your art,
For whenever you lose yourself to the creation of your mind,
The movement of your ink sets the universe in fast reverse;
Order into peaceful disarray;
Thoughtlessness into hypnotic movement.
You carry in your veins colors not even present in nature.
Whatever you make comes to life –
It breathes because you touched it;
It speaks because you made it;
It becomes because you were, you are and you will be the artist who became.
Never lose that power to create. Never let it sleep.
Never let your tool down because then your portrait dies with it.
Never let your reflexes go limp.
Limp in exhaustion from creating,
But never go limp because you ran out of reasons to paint visions.
There will always be a reason.
There will always be a vision.
There will always be a fierce dragon waiting to emerge from a blank sheet.
Even deserts can turn to oases when you bless them with your strokes.
Even ashes can turn to beauty when you make the silent pictures go bold.
Never let the miseducated see less than the sanctity of your art.
But even then, amidst vanity, dark thoughts and blank walls,
Creating will always be your personal brand of drug.
Own it with both hands, through s**t and all.
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Hi everyone Family, super friends, friends, acquaintances,
With facebook’s help, everyone connected to me via social media was notified of my 27 birthday and I am grateful for the greetings, affirmations, and words of blessings. but I would like to take this opportunity to share with you something more important and close to my heart.
The lovely lady in the photograph below is my Aunt Eiren Dela Cruz(pronounced “Irene”) she’s 38, devoted wife to my Uncle Chito, a tricycle driver, and loving mother to Keziah, a brilliant 4th grader and Aisha Jael, who just turned 4 this month. Auntie Eiren was diagnosed with breast cancer a couple years back and by God’s grace our family has been able to provide for her initial treatment.
This year, our family is facing another challenge after the doctors discovered another malignant lump in her remaining breast that, now, has to be removed. Meaning, another painstaking challenge for her and our family.
She is due for a mammectomy (removal of the breast and other affected tissue) tomorrow. (october 1, 2013) and we still have yet to raise the much needed 250,000 for her 6 consecutive chemotherapy treatment after the operation.
We’re praying for a miracle of provision. In my prayer, God impressed on my heart, “the miracle of feeding the 5000”, where the little boy gave all he had, 2 fish and 5 loaves, gave it to Jesus, who in turn, with the little boy’s gift, was able to feed the 5000.
Raising a QUARTER MILLION pesos in less than a month’s time will take a miracle. but I believe He still works miracles today. through those who are filled with love.
WE ARE THE MIRACLE!
That if I, my family, and friends share what we can, our 2 fish and five loaves, we can be a channel of blessing. a hundred little streams of blessings gathering together to become a raging river.
Tonight, for my 27th birthday gift, I pray for a miracle. i pray that whoever reads this, whom ever God chooses to touch, would join me in this movement of raising funds for my aunt’s cancer treatment.
all we need is 100, love-filled, people who are willing to pledge Php 2,500 (2 fish and 5 loaves) OR 500 pledgers of Php 500.
Join us in prayer and in ACTION and be part of our family’s miracle.
I have faith that my prayer will not go unanswered. I pray this post will not just be “LIKED”, will not return void and will be shared.
IF God has touched you to be part of our miracle, you may send in your share/donations via Cebuana Lhuillier:
under the name: DANIEL R. DELA CRUZ
cell no: 0917-361**** (pls. pm for contact #) for further information & coordination
For transparency/stewardship purposes,
I will post the “2 fish and 5 loaves” gathering updates on facebook (donors who choose to remain anonymous will be listed publicly as “anonymous”)
thank you for your time and may God bless you and keep you.
You are a miracle.
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squeezing the nuts out of reeses man. *that just sounds wrong..*
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We’ll be different but never indifferent. Unique melodies but one harmony in life’s beautiful chorus. Two sets of dream-filled eyes with only one (God-given) vision. I will love you,protect you,honor you, and serve you. I haven’t met you yet,or maybe i already have; but when my heart awakens,
i will behold with my eyes and hold in my arms,
the beauty that is you.
Until then, let these be the vows of a sleeping heart as it waits for the dawn.
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