Be Afraid…Don’t.

“I tried to save all these tears the whole day but I think it’s time that I pour out the rain from a heavy cloud. This phenomena woke me up to my tiniest nerve, and suddenly, I didn’t care about everyone else. All I care about is YOU. We have surpassed too many trials and this one will never tear us down – we are like a single strand. Take my hand, darling. I will carry all your burdens with HIM.”

by: Samantha C. De Guzman

(NO PLAGIARISM)

Happy WordPress Anniversary!

It’s been a year since I started writing here on WordPress and I couldn’t be more glad than that. To my avid readers and followers, continue reading my posts and I will pursue what I started. Thank you and have a good day! 

Truth Behind A Lie

“It is never called a truth if you think of it as a LIE.”

by: Samantha C. De Guzman

(NO PLAGIARISM)

All Souls’ Candlelit

 “Dungeons and moats? NO, not the moats.”

Hopping on the first day of November, I was finally able to find some intuitions. Some of my consistent readers were querying about my site, why I was away from it and why didn’t I seem to flash on the idea. Well, honestly, I was wracked up by my Final exams last semester. The exhaustion is still haunting me like a Halloween picket. And this weekend break, or I should say, semestral break gives me a fractional time to unwind and unload the strain I had.

For the love of everybody, here’s my November blog! (This is a continuation of my November 1 post.)

LIGHT connotes truth, hope and life. We light candles to give way our departed ones the truth about death, hope for the families and life after death.

 

Candlelight/Candelit. After my family flee from the cemetery, the same day on November 1, 2012, I lighted up candles with my two cousins, Dessan and Ate Jennife. I so like it when there are candles everywhere. Their light perplex a natural tranquility into my system. The quiet luminosity lit up a portion of the place.

All Souls’ Day. Actually, that night was All Saint’s Day, and supposedly, memorializing them must be on November 2. Apart from this trend, people are used to commemorating the said occasion on November 1.

***This is a secret if you want to have photographs like this, and you are using a camera with LED flash. Comment below and I’ll tell you what to do. (Yes, I am so sure about that. But if you already knew, then, that’s good!)

by: Samantha C. De Guzman

(NO PLAGIARISM)

Austere’ All Day

All Saint’s Day or All Souls’ Day, it doesn’t matter. As part of the society’s beliefs and customs, Filipinos prefer to visit their departed loves ones in cemeteries on November 1 or All Saints’ Day. Catacombs are usually crowded by families who bring with them flowers, (whether ornamental or artificial) candles and foods for the deceased family member or friend. A solemn prayer is offered to bless their tombs and their soul.

Pops, clearing out the hays near my grandfather’s tomb. The heat of the sun is freezing!

Just as we pitied this child, he got rid of the wanton grasses surrounding my uncle’s tomb, for a pay, of course.

It’s sunny outside so it was a must to bring umbrellas. We broughttwo umbrellas with us. Mom’s holding the purple umbrella.

My grandmother, watchful of the boot hill.

Here’s a landscape of Binmaley’s Public Cemetery. Truly, Binmalenians are commiserative of their deceased loved ones.

There were painters “kuno” roaming around. We asked one to repaint my uncle’s tomb due to its senility.

Crisostomo was spelled “CRISOSTUMO” and we ordered the painter to make the necessary corrections.

Welcoming the pre-Twilight, candlelit is almost everywhere.

“Eternal rest, grant unto them, O, Lord.

And let your perpetual light shine upon them.

May they rest in peace.

Amen.”

by: Samantha C. De Guzman

(NO PLAGIARISM)