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So he asked me, “why do you want to take my picture? I am not a handsome man!”
forty one million dotsMy Father’s Death
I have arrived from Singapore. He was brain dead they said. But was he really?
Several hours after I have arrived and spent time with him. Hours after I have let him know I was there, his pulse started to weaken. Was he waiting for me?
My father has battled diabetes for more than twenty years. We were expecting this. My mother’s life has been dedicated to keeping my father alive. Was she saddened by his death or was she relieved? I choose to believe she felt both.
Una sa tanan magpasalamat kami nga hapsay ra ang pag abot sa tukmang panahon sa imong katapusang pulso. Dili gyud angay nga ihatag sa imong pamilya ang desisyon sa pag undang sa imong gininhawa.
Wisdom
107 years of wisdom
For every wrinkle is a story, an experience, a lifetime of learning. Wisdom which I can only dream of one day achieving.
Perception
Perception is what you see when the reality of this world presents you with an abstraction of light and shadows. everything is made up of just light and shadows. Tis our mind that creates the image in front of you. So what do you see?
