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“WAG KAYONG MAG DROGA MGA PUTANG INA KAYO!!!!!!”

-Gov. Lacson

As the morning sun says its gentle hello, glinting its early gleam across every trembling edge of the land, it brings with it a quiet reminder that hope—no matter how weathered—always finds a way to return. In the scattered fragments of the Negros Islands, where Typhoon Tino once unleashed its rock-like tears and roaring shrieks, departing with a casual goodbye as though it had not torn worlds apart, many were left suspended between disbelief and despair. They sat on the edge of their existence, gripping the remnants of what used to be their lives. But just as the sun rises, so too does every soul who refuses to bow to the storm.

In the wide space of the archipelago of the Philippines, there lies a realm divided into two chambers. Two dichotomies that coexist to maintain balance—light and dark, creation and destruction, truth and noise. For a time, this fragile equilibrium sustained the illusion that even in chaos, harmony could still breathe. But lately, the scale has tipped. The noise has become thunder, and darkness has begun to nest in every corner of the internet.