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Goths (Continuation)

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Goths

Well, this is quite long and it is in Filipino...

Hope you'll read it. It's not nonsense... you'll find out what the letter really means in the end.


Minsan may isang puta
Author : Mike Portes

Tingin ng mga bobong kapitbahay ko puta daw ako. Nagpapagamit, binabayaran. Sabi nila ako daw ang pinakamaganda at pinakasikat sa aming lugar noon. Ang bango-bango ko daw, sariwa at makinis. Di ko nga alam kung sumpa ito, dahil dito naletse ang kinabukasan ko.

Tara makinig ka muna sa kwento ko, yosi muna tayo.

Alam mo, maraming lumapit sa akin, nagkagusto, naakit. Ang hirap pag lahat sa iyo virgin eh. Tinanggap ko naman silang tao, bakit kaya nila ako ginago? Masakit alalahanin, iniisip ko na lang na kase di sila taga rito, siguro talagang ganoon. Tatlong malilibog na foreigners ang namyesta sa katawan ko, na-rape daw ako. Sa tatlong beses akong nagahasa, ang pinakahuli ang di ko makakalimutan. Parang maski di ko ginusto ang mga nangyari, hinahanap-hanap ko siya. Tinulungan nya kasi akong makalimutan yung mga sadistang Hapon. Kase, ibang-iba ang hagod
niya. Umiikot ang mundo ko sa tuwing ginagamit niya ako. Ibang klase siya mag-sorry, lalo pa at kinupkop niya ako at ang mga naging anak ko. Parating ang dami naming regalo - may chocolates, yosi, ano ka! May datung pa! Nakakabaliw siya, alam kong ginagamit nya lang ako pero pagamit naman ako nang pagamit. Sa kanya namin natutunan mag-inggles, di lang magsulat ha! Magbasa pa! Hanggang ngayon, sa tuwing mabigat ang problema ko, siya ang tinatakbuhan ko. 'Yun nga lang, lahat ng bagay may kapalit. Nung kinasama ko siya, guminhawa
buhay namin. Sosyal na sosyal kami. Ewan ko nga ba, akala ko napapamahal na ako sa kanya. Akala ko tuloy-tuloy na kaligayahan namin, yun pala unti-unti niya akong pinapatay. P*** ng I**! Sa dami ng lason na sinaksak niya sa katawan ko, muntik na akong malaspag. Ang daming
nagsabi na ang tanga tanga ko. Patalsikin ko na daw. Sa tulong ng mga anak ko, napalayas ko ang animal pero ang hirap magsimula. Masyado na kaming nasanay sa sarap ng buhay na naranasan namin sa kanya. Lubog na lubog pa kami sa utang, kulang ata pati kaluluwa namin para ibayad sa mga inutang namin. Sinikap naming lahat maging maganda ang buhay namin. Ayun, mga nasa
Japan, Hong Kong, Saudi ang mga anak ko. Yung iba nag-US, Europe. 'Yung iba ayaw umalis sa akin. Halos lahat, wala naman silbi, masaya daw sa piling ko, maski amoy usok ako.

Sa dami ng mga anak ko na nagsisikap na tulungan ang kalagayan namin, siya din ang dami ng mga anak ko na namamantala sa kabuhayan at kayaman na itinatabi ko para sa punyetang kinabukasan naming lahat. Dumating ang panahon na di na kami halos makaahon sa hirap ng buhay. Napakahirap dahil nasanay na kami sa ginhawa at sarap. Ang di ko inaakala ay mismong mga anak ko, ang tuluyang sisira sa akin. Napakasakit tanggapin na malinlang. Akala ko ay makakakita ako ng magiging kasama sa buhay sa mga ahas na ipinakilala ng mga anak ko. Hindi pala. Ang tanga ko talaga. Binugaw ako ng sarili kong mga anak kapalit ng kwarta at pansamantalang ginhawa na nais nilang matamasa. Wala na akong nagawa dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal ko sa aking mga anak. Wala akong ibang yaman kundi ganda ko. Pinagamit ko na lang ng pinagamit ang sarili ko, basta maginhawa lang ang mga anak ko. Usap-usapan ako ng mga kapitbahay ko. May nanghihinayang, namumuhi at naaawa. Puta na kase ang isang magandang tulad ko.

Alam mo, gusto ko na sanang tumigil sa pagpuputa kaso ang laki talaga ng letseng utang ko eh. Palaki pa ng palaki. Kulang na kulang. Paano na lang ang mga anak ko naiwan sa aking punyetang puder? Baka di na ako balikan o bisitahin ng mga nag-abroad kong mga anak. Hindi na importante kung laspagin man ang ganda ko, madama ko lang ang pagmamahal ng mga anak ko. Malaman nila na gagawin ko ang lahat para sa kanila. Sa tuwing titingin ako sa salamin, alam ko maganda pa rin ako. Meron pa din ang bilib sa akin. Napapag usapan pa din. Sa tuwing nakikita ko ang mukha ko sa salamin, nakikita ko ang mga anak ko. Tutulo na lang ang mga luha ko ng di ko namamalayan. Ang gagaling nga ng mga anak ko, namamayagpag kahit saan sila pumunta. Mahusay sa kahit anong gawin. Tama man o mali. Proud ako sa kanila. Kaso sila, kabaligtaran ang nararamdaman para sa akin. Sa dami ng mga anak ko, iilan lang ang may malasakit sa akin. May malasakit man, nahihilaw. Ni di nga ako kinikilalang ina. Halos lahat sila galit sa isa't isa. Walang gusto magtulungan, naghihilahan pa. Ang dami ko ng pasakit na tiniis pero walang sasakit pa nung sarili kong mga anak ang nagbugaw sa akin. Kinapital ang laspag na ganda ko. Masyado silang nasanay sa sarap ng buhay. Minsan sa pagtingin ko sa salamin, ni hindi ko na nga kilala sarili ko.

Dadating na naman ang pasko, sana maalala naman ako ng mga anak ko. Isang buwan pa, magbabagong taon na. Natatakot ako sa taong darating. Ngayon pa lang usap usapan na ang susunod na pagbubugaw ng ilan sa mga anak ko. Sana may magtanggol naman sa akin, ipaglaban naman nila ako.

Gusto kong isigaw:


"INA NINYO AKO! MAHALIN NYO NAMAN AKO!"


Sige, dumadrama na ako. Masisira na ang make up ko nito eh. Salamat ha, pinakinggan mo ako.

Ay sorry, di ko nasabi pangalan ko.




Pilipinas nga pala.

Letter from a Whore? No.. Something More...

Regarding my last post, I also posted it in our Gothic Group (specifically, in Gotik Wave Treffen)... I never thought that the other Goths would pay attention to my posts.. and now, they are helping these poor people...

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Here are some of the replies I got from different people:
>how sad Sad ... i've seen this in TV... they are from Africa right?...


very, very sad.....!

bless them...... Smile

> yea very sad...
i make my little brother see this pics bec. sometimes he kept on complaining bout food..
So, i think it made him feel guilty..

But if you will compare this to those rich people who only think about money and when you see their dinning table w/ a lots of food, damn,
now i think they suck big time..

> Okay i feel guilty abit, cus i sometimes do complain about food. These people have died due to severe starvation.. what have i done? T.T

>hOw sAd... Sad Sad Sad


>ohhhhh crap. Ive learned my lesson..not to complain and nag my mom about food.=_=



i just wanna close my eyes.. >.<
these pickus hurt me

> Sad to see how lack from certain necessities can affect someone so bad


>
Embarassed i feel really guilty not bcoz i'm always had a quarrel bout my food but i'm always had nice food n been treated nicely... Embarassed


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amusing...(...)
~ Umm?Amusing in wat way??...well i used to complain about my food but now i lessen it...im learning how to appreciate what u are given..


>they look like aliens..poor things...

Crying or Very Sad Crying or Very Sad Crying or Very Sad Crying or Very Sad

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If only I can change the world... Sad

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It gave me something to stare at(and think for)...amusing...somewhat reminds me of the animals we really are but we somehow forgot.


***Note that the replies here were not edited by me (just the font size and SOME of the colors -- to make them visible to my page).. these are the exact things that they uttered (w/c would include some of the typo errors -- of course, these typo errors are sometimes inevitable.) -Phantasm***

Just then, when I viewed our group discussion (forum)... I saw a new post that supported my former post:

thhis is related to phantasm's post..theres something we can do... i have read the newspaper this morning and theyve featured this site.....
http://www.freerice.com/index.php

its a vocabulary test at and each correct answers is equals to 10 grains of rice to the U>N..the sponsore are the one who will donate in each correct answers you make.... to help end the hunger around the world....

***Note that the replies here were not edited by me (just the font size and SOME of the colors -- to make them visible to my page).. these are the exact things that they uttered (w/c would include some of the typo errors -- of course, these typo errors are sometimes inevitable.) -Phantasm***

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Wow, I could not believe that a single post would do such a thing... To those who have appreciated it, and cooperated in helping them, thank you so much!

I hope more people would help... =)


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Wretched

So okay, most probably, this is going to be a long post... (yet, I feel a bit lazy to do this, but I think I have to..) ... most people these days, still can't understand what a goth is. Why? Because there are so many answers... Why are there so many answers? Because, there is the Goth (which is a member of the Germanic Tribe), and there is the gothic subculture, Goth (a boardgame), Goth (which is an ancient Teutonic race), Gothic art and architecture, and more that I guess, I haven't mentioned.

So, let's begin with stuff that I found in the web that may help you understand what the word means (of course, I'll be putting here stuff that I think, are the most accurate answers)[let's focus on the gothic subculture.](p.s. I'll just comment on some parts -- enclosed in *...*):

What is Goth?

This is probably the hardest question any goth could try and answer, one may as well ask 'what is society?' as it has so many facets it defies any definitive explanation.

Goth in its simplest form, is a subculture. A group of people who feel comfortable within each others company. There is no specific thing that defines what you need to do or be to fit into the goth scene (except of course the implied black clothing). People in the goth scene all have different musical tastes, follow different religions, have different occupations, hobbies, and fashion sense. -Goth.net
*Uhuh... but about the 'implied black clothing," though this is applied to Goths, that doesn't mean that you should always wear black. Then there is the "different musical tastes"; don't think that one likes metal, then one is into R&B (wtf? that isn't gothic.) Let's say a goth is into metal, and the other is into industrial, and another is into gothic (genre)*

The gothic stereotype

Many stereotypes of goths exist these days. It seems everyone has their own way to define 'what is goth'. From the stereotypes based on clothing to music right up to the stereotypes of all goths being satanists or part of some kind of cult. Categorically, all of these are false.

The goth scene is just as widely varied as society in general. There are many different professions represented in the scene, from highly skilled professionals like doctors and lawyers, to tradesman, to technically minded people to clerical workers. Many different musical ta stes exist (and not all of them goth, there is a HUGE 80's following in the goth scene for some reason). The fashion varies vastly from goth to goth from the traditional flowing victorian style garments to the buckled and studded style regalia (also called industrial style, which is often closely related with goths, and have come to an understanding of co-existance, if uneasily at times). -Goth.net

* Yeah... there are a lot of gothic stereotypes these days...*
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But they think weird!

Ah, but this is the beauty of goths. Most subjects that are taboo in 'normal' society are freely discussed and debated about. Death, religion, magick, mysticism, and many other topics that are only roached carefully outside of the gothic community. Most goths have realised that fear is only a reaction instilled in us by dogmatic propaganda, and once you realise there is nothing to fear from the topic, whats to stop you discussing it?

Goths often revel in the fear given to them by society as a whole. Often the behavior exhibited by society to them based on society's perception of them from stereotypes, rumour, etc are a constant source of entertainment. Of course, most of the rumours are totally unfounded, goths are people like everyone else, however when you already have a reputation, going for the shock factor is often far too tempting to see how much society at large is willing to believe (or deduce) with only a little encouragement.

This does not totally fall away once you get inside the scene unfortunately, and goths are all too often tempted to try for the shock factor within the scene (which turns out more tacky than shocking). Goths when you get down to it can be a rather pretentious bunch, trying for those extra 'goth points' on the gothier than thou scale, but it adds to the enjoyment. -Goth.net

*Yeah... that's the nice thing about goths. Goths are really nice and normal once you get to know them. It's just that, other people spread rumors about them that makes them have a bad reputation. Anyway, what's wrong with discussing death, religion, etc..?*

History of Goth

Modern goth (ignoring where the name itself originally comes from) started in the early 80's as part of the punk subculture (which is itself was a rejection of most societal values, and anything considered part of the 'norm'). The phrase was coined by the band manager of Joy Division, Anthony H. Wilson, who described the band as 'Gothic compared with the pop mainstream'. The term stuck, and as punk eventually died, Goth survived and became its own subculture. The punk clothing and hairstyles mellowed, and the core 'rejection of society' attitude alone lived on in the gothic subculture. Over time this itself has been modified to be more of a 'no more blind acceptance of society's values' as opposed to rejection because it was there to be rejected (and because you could get away with it!).

Movies such as The Crow, and bands such as the Bauhaus helped establish the gothic image as dark, depressing, and even evil. As more and more 'dark' movies came out, numbers in the gothic subculture expanded, and there is now a gothic community in almost every major city around the world, and quite a number of towns have their own representative contingent. Nowdays there are more goth bands around than ever, and it has turned from an 80's phenomenon into a 90's way of life for many people. Unlike the punk subculture that it spawned from, there even exists a class of mature goths, still following the scene around even past their 20's and into their 30's and beyond. -Goth.net

*Okay, that's all for now... I'll just update this if I have more time.*





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