In the psychology of colors; they say yellow is the color of cowardice, returning to soldiers and light. In the most societies where archeology is just basically a manner of self-actualization of nature's own purest thought of what is natural and just. It can perceived as darkness of something unknown or simply humility. Regardless of how modern democracies fight to up-left its race and trample down another; it is not them who is winning but the darkness that they allow within.
I'm leaving Manila on the 22 of August with a yellow dream that rainbow will guide him towards a better perspective of managing a very diverse nation. Although in my naive conception of certain realities; I can't fight my hopeful spirit that peace will dance its way into a better manner of natural weather.
As my family becomes a mere reflection of what is the daily business; I offer my exile that they will be one and united as a strong Filipino family. I will go to the land of the free to learn more and offer it to the less privileged to understand the meaning of art and its connection to the realities of harmony; as green & grey being the natural intellect, red and white as emotional stability, blue as eternal wisdom, violet as the as the appropriations committee and yellow as the banner of light to the world who has less of it.
There is only one wish I just hope will be kept when I am away; that my little humble green house and my loved room be sealed and untouched; as my dream of innocence can be achieved not in moments time but in learning further history of truth.
I wish today will be a cool and sunny day, with scattered rain showers of a lovely Sampagita scent as we all celebrate one hero who gave up everything for love of country and of state.
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