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Until the Fullness of Americans

It is the second day of the Feast of Booths.
I am Diabetic and eighty-one years old,
Since the day my Mother was conceived.
I can no longer come out nor come in.

The Prophetic Spirit has departed
And has been transferred to Alpha,
My Nephew's Digital Generation.

Heavenly Father transmitted to me:

"Your Queen Mother is dead.
Although you apply His Blood
As Priest and rule the Earth as king,
You will not Marry, but will remain
Exiled in Mystery Babylon,
As their Toxic Cup-Bearer.

You will be gathered to your ancestors
In Zarephath, where you will find rest,
Among the Crosses and Stars of David."
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ANIMIST JESUS

"You are My Father," He says to Wood.
"You are My Mother," He says to Stone.
He is Salvation to the Troublemakers.
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Little Brown Brother BY NICK CARBÓ 
I've always wanted to play the part
of that puckish pubescent Filipino boy

in those John Wayne Pacific-War movies.
Pepe, Jose, or Juanito would be smiling,

bare-chested and eager to please
for most of the steamy jungle scenes.

I'd be the one who would cross
the Japanese lines and ask for tanks,

air support, or more men. I'd miraculously
make it back to the town where John Wayne

is holding his position against the enemy
with his Thompson machine-gun. As a reward,

he'd rub that big white hand on my head
and he'd promise to let me clean

his Tommy gun by the end of the night. But
then, a Betty Grable look-a-like love

interest would divert him by sobbing
into his shoulder, saying how awfully scared

she is about what the "Japs" would do
to her if she were captured. In one swift

motion, John Wayne would sweep her off
her feet to calm her fears inside his private quarters.

Because of my Hollywood ability
to be anywhere, I'd be under the bed

watching the woman roll down her stockings
as my American hero unbuckles his belt

I'd feel the bottom of the bed bounce off my chest
as small-arms fire explodes outside the walls.
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Jose Antonio Vargas: Journalism, to mi, has always been about bearing Witness: It's about bearing Witness to people's lives, the complexities of their lives...

Revelation 11
Edita Tiamzon, right, widow of slain journalist Daniel, breaks into tears as she views an art exhibit to mark the 5th anniversary of the massacre of 58 people, 32 of them journalists, in suburban Quezon city, north of Manila, Philippines on Sunday
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Mano Po Tutorial


Wait. Behind
The Sea of Glass:

Beckon to Lol@
Wrapped 
In a cloudy mantle.

Kneel. Quickly
Grab the back
Of their hand or both

If you're lucky
Like Jacob
The floor won't sting
Then prosper

In the land of the living.
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the monk prepares
to read the gospel
–susan delaney mech
[Modern Haiku XXVIII:1]
A Catholic nun uses ash to mark a cross on the forehead of a man in observance of Ash Wednesday at The Redemptorist Church at suburban Paranaque city south of Manila, Philippines Wednesday, Feb. 18, 2015. [Pic by Bullit Marquez]
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Based in Dubai, Ramzy Ventura Al-Taher works as a digital media planner for digitalCUPS. Three years ago, he moved to Dubai to pursue an education in Advertising at the American University of Sharjah. Before that, he lived like every other Filipino-Jordanian who grew up in Beirut: taking up the sport of rugby, getting lost in the city and geeking out on the latest video games. 
Nowadays, Ramzy spends most of his time learning about the digital and startup culture of the Middle East. In his free time, he likes to collect classic action figures and occasionally try to stay active by playing sports.
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NAMESAKE
Introduction 
My name is Sima Rose Greenfield. 
My name is from a history of perseverance. 
My name memorializes the struggles, my family endured. 
Sima 
Sima lived in Poland, when the Holocaust began. 
She heard rumors of Jews, who were in the woods. 
They emerged from the forest to fight and die; 
They emerged to take Jews from walls to freedom; 
They emerged to resist intolerant hands of tyranny. 
Sima went to the woods with a gun and a glimmer of hope. 
She believed humans deserve better than dying emaciated in a cloud of blue smoke. 
Rose 
Rose was told her family was too rich and too Jewish to be together. 
She and her daughter were sent to Siberia her husband and sons to Poland: 
Instead of lying down; 
Instead of letting them die; she 
Instead went to Poland with vodka and a short dress. 
Rose told the guards she was a Russian whore, 
She sat in Nazi laps as her daughter got her family out. 
They cried in each others arms by moonlight. 
They snuck through pitch black night to Austria. 
They came to Danville, IL. 
Rose ran a liquor store. 
She never had to hide her Shabbat candles again. 
Greenfield 
Mikael Grunsfeld was of the huddled masses Lady Liberty lifted her lamp for. 
He came to America to escape stick and stones meant to break his bones. 
The paper told him, he was Michael Greenfield. 
The paper told him he could be American. 
The paper told him he was allowed to live. 
Michael fought to kill the Nazis that would have killed him. 
He almost died to save his fellow Jews lives. 
When World War Two ended he became a doctor. 
When World War Two ended he welcomed survivors to his home. 
When World War Two ended he sang Kaddish for the lost souls. 
Michael Greenfield is the American dream, 
He was the Jewish American dream.
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Kyla Briana Ross
Aubrey Ngayah: Making you proud mama edith..08-23-14
The Last Singkil
by Lakandiwa
2012
Metallic Gel Pen on Illustration Board
“Through the forest
She flits with grace
In the dance of life
Love and death at her heels
She passes through the towers
Like a bird in flight
Always moving
Lithe in light
Then she pauses
Looking to see
Where is the handmaiden
To protect her?
Where is the lord
Who has sworn
Eternal fealty
With sword and shield?
Now she dances alone
She is one and all
A woman warrior reborn”
Model:
Nunistell Mae Fulo- Lee
Artist-Performer / Davao, Philippines
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Introducing Emmanuel Agapito Flores Lacaba

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noahmovie.com

"torrent"

A lonely stroll

until
you run
into rainbows.

They spring up
under your feet
as sprinklers explode
and white foam gushes,
flooding the street
in a torrent of aberrant light
called happiness.

—photo and poem by Lynn Langmade, copyright 2013
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Year of the Wooden Horse For Alicia Jo Rabins of Girls in Trouble



When the sun rises
You'll forget how many times
I fell off Mi horse
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Prime Minister Binyamin Netanyahu: Israel is an island of tranquility that cultivates quiet security, whose invigorating vine stems from personal responsibility and stable water following very, very vigorous threshing upon the dancefloor; only His remnant branch understands their monthly fruit...
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When the times are Gray's Anatomy
Asher's children become Black Hole Suns
Pining toward Glass Menageries with our tears

Each sandy rice grain a priceless Hologram Gem...
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"Happiness: Is it overrated?" ~ Vanessa Hidary

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asheriko

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Walang ligaya sa lupa na hindi dinilig ng luha.

Filipino Proverb: There is no earthly bliss not watered by tears.

Bnei Lot are of an ancient origin. In the migratory tradition of Ruth begun more than two millennia ago, a remnant of David and Solomon migrated into Maritime Southeast Asia which comprises what is now Brunei, East Timor, Indonesia, Malaysia, New Zealand, Papua New Guinea, The Philippines, and Singapore, as well as Melanesia, Micronesia, and Polynesia, with a sizeable minority of Malays migrating back to their tribal allotments in Sephardic Judah, besides Terrestrial and Figurative Jordan.