Bayang Pinapangarap

 Arts is a powerful medium to draw out sentiments, thoughts and feelings unexpressed. Works of arts capture and document moments in history communicate social insights

Bayang Pinapangarap as an excellently crafted art form draws it out for you either arousing or making you angry, sad, cry and resigned, passively resisting, moving forward or progressing to the next level

In song and dance, the presentation flashes back to the 124 years of fighting for sovereignty as first envisioned by Apolinario Mabini transitioning to different rules where true independence was never achieved and autonomy challenged up til now

Arman Ferrer's “Salamin ng Buhay ko” dramatizes the divided disparity. Bullet Dimas assures us that no love is as heroic as love for the country in “Aling Pagibig pa?”. Bituin Escalante's "Bayan kong Pangarap" challenges us on the distorted new norm reminding us to hold on for the truth to surface to realize our collective dream

Bayang Pinapangarap tells us who are tired and have given up that the struggle never stops banking on the youth to take over in the fight for sovereignty.  What will free us truly is founded on the truth

Our strong sense of patriotism and nationalism "O Bayan ko” will make us rise up and that we can. What next to do in this continuing struggle lies too in our own hands

Tuloy ba or tigil na? Time is running out

Galing ng tropa nina Maestro Ryan at Floy Q.

This 12 June 2022, the awakened ones were at the Metropolitan while the rest seeking for necessities were at the dolomite beach; 14M were indoors, 31M at the outdoors

Invest 2 hours up to 7PM only today 13 June 2022

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Poem Mother from the movie "Slam"

What if Tapat will not prevail?

Bracing myself by appreciating a poem by Slam poet Candy Royalle

Mother by Australian spoken word writer and artist Candy Royalle as performed in the movie “Slam” about a Palestinian poetry performer living in Australia who went missing suspected to be an Islamic extremist

Featured in CinemaWorld, nominated for Best Director and Grand Prize 2018 Tallinn Black Nights Film Festival

Mother they will not make me forget

They cannot silence this tongue

These stories from your womb to my mouth

Your fears and your strengths

I carry your cells in my particles

Your atoms in my blood

I am made of you mother

You and your displacement

Because men gather stripping people of earth beneath

Feet not caring the dirt is sacred

Dirt beneath nails magic from which olive trees flourish

Fruit oil thick and golden pouring across

Invaders

As they push back the line

Men to make innocent guilty

As though we made our own genocide, mother

They push back the line

Bulldozers rifles missiles white phosphorus massacres and mass graves

They push back the line, mother

Imprisoning the young so they will never grow into warriors

Stones in their hands to stones in our shoes

They sink quick in the sorrows of we who mourn them, mother

They will not make me forget

They cannot silence this tongue

These stories from your womb to my mouth

Interpretation from the movie https://youtu.be/IiWwhij23QM

 

Slam review https://youtu.be/9CtA5g6QGgk

Schedule https://cinemaworld.asia/movie/slam/

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Translated to Filipino by Google Translate

https://youtu.be/IiWwhij23QM

Ina hindi nila ako makakalimutan

Hindi nila maaaring patahimikin ang dila na ito

Ang mga kwentong ito mula sa iyong sinapupunan hanggang sa aking bibig

Ang iyong mga takot at ang iyong mga lakas

Dinadala ko ang iyong mga cell sa aking mga particle

Ang iyong mga atomo sa aking dugo

Ako ay ginawa ng iyong ina

Ikaw at ang iyong displacement

Dahil ang mga tao ay nagtitipon ng paghuhubad ng mga tao sa ilalim ng lupa

Walang pakialam ang paa

Ang dumi ay sagrado

Dumi sa ilalim ng mga kuko

Salamangka kung saan umuunlad ang mga puno ng olibo

Fruit oil makapal at gintong pagbuhos

Mga mananalakay

Habang tinutulak nila pabalik ang linya

Mga lalaki na gumawa ng inosente na nagkasala

Para bang gumawa tayo ng sarili nating genocide, nanay

Ibinalik nila ang linya

Bulldozers rifles missiles white phosphorus massacres at mass graves

Ibinalik nila ang linya, ina

Ikinulong ang mga kabataan upang hindi na sila maging mandirigma

Mga bato sa kanilang mga kamay sa mga bato sa aming mga sapatos

Mabilis silang nahuhulog sa kalungkutan naming nagdadalamhati sa kanila ina

Hindi nila ako makakalimutan

Hindi nila maaaring patahimikin ang dila na ito

Ang mga kwentong ito mula sa iyong sinapupunan hanggang sa aking bibig