They were once a footnote in history, barely making past the normal living. A name that existed only in the margins, unremarkable on paper, unnoticed in crowds. The kind of person whose story the world had already quietly decided would not be worth telling. They worked retail for a couple of moments, folding things, stocking shelves, smiling at strangers who would never remember their face. Clocking in, clocking out. Existing in the rhythm that so many people fall into, not because they chose it, but because the world had not yet offered them anything else. And yet, in those small pockets of time carved between shifts, between exhaustion and the creeping weight of an uncertain tomorrow, they would come home, sit down, and turn on their personal computer. It was not glamorous. It was not a studio. It was not a setup that anyone would have looked at and said, yes, this is where something gre...

Wonders of Human Wonders

Intricate details, precise charcoal scribbles, the fabrication of one’s own creative imagination displayed on physical reality. The wonders of the human mind are meant to be explored, to grasp concepts never written before. But where do they all go to be displayed to the naked eye? Art. It’s one of humanity’s greatest inventions. The capability of transferring one’s own thoughts and interpreting them on mere paper by pencil fascinated me as a kid. But not only that. It’s not just Art, but what people fabricate with it. Reptiles that existed millions of years ago? Fictional monsters that belittles even the tallest buildings? Mechanical organisms that far exceed the advancement of technologies?

But there is more. Humans that are capable of supernatural capabilities. And by that, humans with powers, humans that contr...

Light in the Darkness Ilar Rhielle A.

It happened like it never had. It all happened fast and slow. I remember the moment like it was yesterday, when it was merely months ago. I sat with my parents in their silent room. “I didn’t know what came over me” I said, I regretted many decisions but this decision I regretted the most. My mother and father embraced me, silencing me of my guilt for just a while.

They spoke to me, tried to reach into the heart I shut out of my system. Why do it? Why allow myself to succumb into the nothingness all for something so trivial? I didn’t know why I did it. My mind was in the depths of the sea, like an anchor to a ship, keeping me in the same spot with no direction, no clue, just isolation. They wanted to reach me. They didn’t want to see me sink into the depths so they pulled me up, pulled me into their embr...

Let me begin with how it started, before we arrived at the venue itself. Days before I departed, I had to prepare all I could need. But taking experience from last year, I realized that I didn't bring much and so I brought less than what I brought since the past year, but I prioritized snacks and food for myself.

During the exact day of the departure, it felt chilly in the earliest morning one could wake up for an adventurous endeavor. There around the campus, three yellow buses, not the small ones, but the ones that held within them, luxury and comfort. When I got on, its interior contrasted the white and warm yellow of the bus' exterior. Black and neon dark blue filled the interior, faintly illuminating the long columns of soft chairs, meant to hold many travelling passengers. I took a seat at the forefront, granting me a view of the bus' massive windshield, showing the wide...