Worked half an hour on tenth layer.
Photo by JR Dalisay / April 21, 2017
Friday, May 27, 2022
Thursday, May 26, 2022
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You with two syllables in your name: Avoid getting wet in the rain at all costs. Rain combined with atmospheric heat causes illness.
Wednesday, May 25, 2022
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You with two syllables in your name: Do not rush your work. Do things slowly, surely, thoroughly, and with determination.
Tuesday, May 24, 2022
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You with three syllables in your name: The pocket mirror will serve you well.
Monday, May 23, 2022
Your Messenger message:
"Good morning, Sir Tony. I had a recurring dream which I intuitively think has an urgent message to tell me. I wanted to ask help to interpret these two particular dreams.
"The first dream was recorded from April 14. The dream narrative goes like this: "I took a nap at night (in waking life) and found myself dreaming about me, being in a car with a guy and a girl. I didn’t know who they were, at first. The guy was really really scary even if his face wasn't that clear to me. I was fussing about opening the car door but I can’t find the lock. When I finally found it, I immediately opened the door. The car was slowly moving forward so I just decided to jump out of it and went back home where my Mom is. "It was a dark alley. There were kids lurking around with their grandma. I didn’t mind the dark and just pushed through home. I reached home where my mom was calling my father. My dad was telling my mom that he can’t sleep at night alone. My mom was in another house. It was my first time seeing that house. It was too simple. It reminded me of our first house back when I was still 4years old. It did not look the same but it felt familiar and the same. It has two bedrooms- a Masters bedroom connected to the living room and another room. It has a back door and a total of three doors all in all. Our previous househelp was really scared of the guy (the one in the car that turned out to have followed me home as well) I finally figured out that it ws my sister who was holding onto that guy. She was chaining him. The guy looked like a Shadow for me. A weak one I guess. Regardless, the househelp was so scared that she didn’t even let my sister in and just locked all doors. My sister was able to still. She sat in the living room with the chained guy. "The second dream was recorded on May 24: "May 24 "One of the scenarios in the dream include me going past a lot of acquaintances in school. I only recognized one who studied to become a doctor. I walked past them, not looking back. When I finally arrived where there was a tricycle, two drivers asked me where I was going. I was doubtful because I thought the two conspired about something to take me in because they offered me the ride simultaneously. It ends up that only one driver takes me to where I was going when someone suddenly stopped the tricycle and forced their way in despite the rejection from the tricycle driver. I was relieved that I was with someone else in the vehicle. I know for sure now that I am safe except that the ones who tagged along were a policeman (who sat beside me), another male person who was guarding me (who sat in front of me) from another passenger who was handcuffed outside the tricycle while it was moving. It was a prisoner. It looked like a flowing energy that has no corporal body, much like those souls depicted in the Harry Potter deathly hollows movie. It felt like an energy vampire. The police noticed that I was uncomfortable that the soul might anytime suck onto my energy so he asked me if I was okay and was thanking me about not being afraid of them and having them travelled with me. He told me that I saved that soul and that I was a guiding light to it. He told me to face towards him so that he can protect me from it. I told him that if it is okay to switch seats with him. I wanted to sit in the inner seat, the one close to the driver, to further make a safe space between me and the handcuffed soul. The police agreed. He then provided a barrier, which is himself, and protected me while we were in transit. He looked uncomfortable sitting in between us but he told me that he felt comfortable and happy doing it. The other passenger who was previously in front of me moved outside to further pay close attention to the soul who was enjoying the sense of freedom it felt in the outside world after being locked in for so long. "Fast forward, I made it to the ship with my sister. I was buying tickets for four. Then, I bumped into one of the passengers of the tricycle (the other male passenger) He told me that the soul was there as well in the ship. I said that that was great. We were talking about how I had the choice to stop the tricycle and just rode another one but I chose not to. The passenger said that I was kind and polite enough to ride with them even if I was uncomfortable in the beginning. He was very thankful. "That is the end of the dream narrative. Thank you very much for always extending help in rendering your expertise in dream interpretations. I feel very lucky and honored to have known you in this lifetime, sir."My reply:
Hello ___________!
The motif of your dream series is successful escape from your dark side. The Shadow indeed plays a role in both dreams,. but so does your Animus, or Masculine Self. In the past you have allowed your Shadow and your Animus to merge, which is detrimental to a healthy Ego, perhaps due to a recent aversion to the opposite sex or your exasperation with the imperfections of the opposite sex.
Nonetheless, the last part of your dream shows that you somehow managed to extricate both aspects from each other, and your psyche is telling you that you now have the freedom to board the ship that will traverse your emotions.
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You with eight syllables in your name: The mainstream becomes decadent and stereotype, while the offbeat rises.
Sunday, May 22, 2022
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You with two syllables in your name: Do not stop too often to have fun, in order to be way ahead of everyone else.
Saturday, May 21, 2022
Done with Saint Sebastian. Thought I'd rest a day or two, but I've just been twiddling my thumbs and watching a Chinese drama on Netlix, and I can't stand not doing anything constructive.
Switched to the canvas that M. and David set up on the higher easel yesterday. Worked half an hour on construction lines. This one's for Painting #9 for my next exhibit. I think I'll do two or three of those before switching back to painting for Maryhill School of Theology again.
This painting begins today, May 22, 2022.
Sorry, no visitors allowed.
_SAINT SEBASTIAN_
SAINT SEBASTIAN
Oil on
cradled canvas
6’ x 4’
April 15 –
May 22, 2022
I
envisioned Saint Sebastian against a Nature setting, specifically the outskirts
of Marawi City, beside Lake Lanao, and then deconstructed the martyrdom episode.
If Christians were martyred for their faith, could not non-Christians have been
killed for their own faith too? Christians did do that to non-Christians in the
past, and continue to do so. Most Christians today may no longer actually murder
heathen by race, color, and creed, but they consistently practice
discrimination against them—in their recruitment for jobs, in their preference
for neighbors and friends, and in extending help and charity only to their own
kind.
This
painting commenced during Ramadan of 2022. In this painting there is a
reference to the lumad who were massacred by Christian soldiers in the south. I
made Sebastian one such lumad from Mindanao. A sacred torogan is in the
distance, and a mosque in the far distance. Sebastian is tied to a ficus tree
in full bloom with golden-yellow berries at the peak of summer. This is the
same tree that grows outside M.’s café, before we had it trimmed in preparation for the onset of the rainy season. The mayana
plants in the foreground, typically roadside plants, are those in our roof deck
garden.
The
auditory stimulus I used while making this painting is at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SPX7NDsKQks.
Do listen to it while viewing the work.
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You with two syllables in your name: It is a great blessing to have caring and generous friends.
Friday, May 20, 2022
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You with two syllables in your name: Leave your problems and concerns outside your bedroom door before getting into bed to sleep.
Thursday, May 19, 2022
Your Messenger message:
"Hello Sir Tony,
"It’s been a while since I’ve messaged. Hope you are well. I’m hoping to have this dream I just had analyzed if you’re not too busy. "I’m in a type of massive cruise ship somewhere. It seems docked but swaying with the tide. The weather was sunny and warm but the moisture from the sea breeze made it feel cool. I go down to a lower floor towards a private room where my grandmother (father’s mother) was said to have spent her last moments before she passed away. Before I go in the room, my aunt (mother’s sister) and my mother were outside. My mother hasn’t gone in, saying she wasn’t ready yet. But my aunt already has, she was giving me a warning of some sort about my grandmother. "I go in the room which was left preserved. Much of the furniture and room had that vintage varnished wood feel that might’ve been popular during the 60’s or 70’s. Light was coming in through the window blinds. Two TV’s were left on, still playing since my grandmother died. "At the far end of the room, behind the bed, I see my grandmother’s collapsed body on the floor. Her face was silver like in an old black and white movie. I stare at her until I notice her face starting to move. I wasn’t sure of what I saw so I keep looking, and then she does it again. She looked like she was waking up. I felt scared and confused but I hold her hand and try to talk to her. First, she gives out these ghostly moans. Then she asks angrily 'Who are you??' She yells 'Get out of here!!' to which I promptly run out of the room and do. "Outside, my aunt gives me an 'I told you so.' while my mother was even more resolute in not wanting to go in. This is where I wake up. "Thank you, have a good day sir."
My reply:
Hello ______!
Dreaming of being in a boat or ship indicates that one is in a state of emotional transition. The cruise ship, however, is docked, indicating to me that you are unable or unwilling to move on and forward.
You recently committed an act that your grandmother--a.k.a psyche or superego--disapproves of. My initial thought is that it had something to do with sex--a kinky quirk? a violent fantasy?
Your mother and aunt are manifestations of your anima, or Female Self, in this dream. Try to listen to them more often. They not only help you understand yourself, they also offer you personal and social salvation. They also help you understand women.
Watched Korea's 2022 Cyber Hell: Exposing an Internet Horror (1:45), a documentary on The Nth Room, a cyberporn chat room that was established in 2007 and victimized Korean women, many of them minors, by promising them jobs as models, pressuring them to send nude photos and videos, and then blackmailing them. The chat room had thousands of male subscribers who paid for membership and enriched two perpetrators--young men with the aliases Baksa and Godgod--by millions of won.
The documentary was conducted by investigative journalists and TV broadcasters. The unfolding of the narrative during the first half is slow. There are too many screen shots, too much animation, and too much symbolic imagery. The interview sets are drab. The exciting sequences are all toward the end, in which we are shown how Baksa and Godgod are tracked down and finally arrested. We are informed in a postscript that thousands of the chat room members were also eventually arrested, and that at least 200 of them were imprisoned.
The Philippines is fortunate to have an anti-cyberporn mechanism that easily tracks down perpetrators, but unfortunate that the perpetrators are usually the parents and relatives of the victims themselves, unlike the young men Baksa and Godgod, who were strangers to their victims. While the Philippines' market for cyberporn is typically comprised of foreigners, the patrons of The Nth Room are the perpetrators' and the victims' fellow Koreans.
The lesson, of course, is that, when one uses technology to commit a crime, the same technology leads to one's capture.
P.S. That kinetic toy globe jumping from the left to the right of the table was quite perplexing to me
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You with ten syllables in your name: There are times when you must choose between a thriving business and a romantic life. Choose wisely.
Wednesday, May 18, 2022
Your Messenger message:
"good morning po sir tony, pwede po i consult ang dream ng kakilala ko po:
"nasa jeep ate . lahat ng patay sa atin.. kasama ko sa byahe
"una ko nakita si lolo iton tawa ng tawa . sabi ko.. aba.. ehh patay na kayo ahh. saan kayo pupunta...
"pagdating dw po nya ng ofis may nakita cxa butterfly sa tabble nya
"pero 2 dw po sila na buhay pa sa ngaun n nkasakay sa jeep sa dream, ung isa tita nya"
My reply:
Hello ___!
The dreamer's ancestors wish to be remembered. This message is reinforced by finding ab utterfly on her office table. She should place a glass of clean, drinking water and light bottled candles and yellow joss sticks at her family altar for nine days.
Her living aunt is in the dream as a protector-companion her psyche provided so that she would not feel too afraid and alone.
Watched all 13 episodes of Mystic Whispers (2014), a Chinese production set in Singapore with a Singaporean cast. Xiao-yun reports for her first day of work at an architect's office and immediately encounters the spirit of an employee who just died. The office manager hires Ji-en, a mortician who claims to be an exorcist. Xiao-yun and Ji-en eventually team up to assist other spirits.
The movie is a Sino-Singaporean version of U.S.A.'s Ghost Whisperer, even as its title suggests, but with many comic elements, an understated production design, and most refreshing fashion coordination. Among the spirits the duo encounters are an overweight victim of unrequited love, a teen-ager whose parents are on the verge of a divorce, an Indonesian maid who refuses to abandon her ward, an old man who cannot bear to leave his ancestral house to his two sons, ghosts at a crossroads, and--Ji-en's former girlfriend. Approximately two episodes are devoted to each ghostly adventure.
Loved Flapper the dog. Also loved those tourist tugboats floating along the Singapore River. They reminded me so much of the playwriting workshops I held in Singapore, because the theatre was right on that river and I would see all of those tugboats passing by during breaks.
A pleasant screening, but I felt that the ending had too much comic irony.
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You with two syllables in your name: Keep calm when solving your problems, and trust your spirit guides.
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