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    "I’m glad you exist, and thankful for how you make me feel."
    — 8 hours ago with 2 notes

    unibersidadngpilipinas:

    DULAANG UP UNVEILS ROSTER OF PLAYS FOR ITS 37th SEASON

     

    For immediate release

     

    Contempt. Liberation. Communion.

     

    For its 37th season, Dulaang UP features return engagements of successful productions from the previous season, a classic play by a master dramatist and an exciting new offering from a highly-esteemed Filipino playwright.

     

    The restaging of the musical treat of 2011, Noli Me Tangere: The Opera kicks off the new season. The critically-acclaimed operatic retelling of Rizal’s opus by National Artist Felipe Padilla de Leon with libretto by another National Artist Guillermo Tolentino comes hot on the heels of its sold out four-week run last November. It is directed by DUP Artistic Director Alexander Cortez, with music direction by Camille Lopez Molina and features some of the country’s finest classically-trained singers. Noli Me Tangere: The Opera returns on stage from July 18 to August 12, 2012 and is also DUP’s tribute to Padilla de Leon’s birth centennial.

     

    This is followed by the staging of what is widely considered to be Anton Chekhov’s greatest play, The Seagull (Ang Tagak), from September 19 to October 7, 2012.  The play is an intimate study of Russian provincial life, unrequited love, and human folly. The play is directed by theater legend Tony Mabesa and features the Filipino translation of the play by Rolando Tinio.

     

    UP Playwright’s Theater, which is under DUP, restages the hit children’s play Umaaraw, Umuulan Kinakasal ang Tikbalang, which had a successful run last year. The play is a reminder of the richness of our folk literature and the importance of taking care of the environment. Umaaraw, Umuulan Kinakasal ang Tikbalang is adapted from master storyteller Gilda Cordero Fernando’s children’s short story The Magic Circle and is written by Rody Vera and directed by José Estrella. The play runs from November 21 to December 9, 2012. UPPT is now on it 26th theater season.

     

    The world premiere of multi-awarded playwright Floy Quintos’ Collection closes the 37th season and is directed by Dexter Santos. After writing celebrated plays for DUP like St. Louis Loves Dem Filipinos, Isang Panaginip na Fili, FAKE, among many others, Quintos is back with a dark comedy on fashion and art. It is staged from February 13 to March 3, 2013.

     

    All productions are staged at the Wilfrido Ma. Guerrero, 2nd floor, Palma Hall, University of the Philippines Diliman, Quezon City. For ticket inquiries, reservations, sponsorships and special bookings, call the Dulaang UP Office 9261349, 9818500 local 2449 or 4337840.

    — 8 hours ago with 23 notes

    1. I was being prepared to go to the future, to deliver a message to another time traveller. Her name was Camilla they said, and if I didn’t do the things I was supposed to do, the future would fall to shambles. I put off going until I could find my notebook, because I couldn’t trust myself to remember anything.

    2. I was a little boy infatuated with a little girl who planted strawberries and baked them into pies. Another little girl kept showing up, and I got the impression that she expected me to return her affection. Instead I asked her for the strawberry girl’s name. But when I’d gotten hold of the strawberry girl, I found she wasn’t as fantastic as I thought, and only felt guilty for pushing the little girl I’d actually known aside. In retrospect, I didn’t like any of them really and I shouldn’t have broken their hearts.

    3. I was moving to a house in what looked like a subdivision in Tacloban. It was fiesta, so people were busy and moving about. Then I met a sad little dog, who was the exact breed that people cooked in this town. It seemed like he knew he was going to die, so I took him and tried to find a safe place to hide him away. I rode a jeep, but didn’t know where it was going. There were a bunch of guys in front and I couldn’t trust that they weren’t going to take my new dog and rape me. I was going to get off as soon as I saw a familiar face, I told myself. I passed by someone I’d known from college, but I couldn’t trust her either. Then I saw relatives from back home. I got down and went to their house and found out they had a female dog of the same breed. I suggested we keep them to make them mate. My mom, who had been there the whole time, told me they couldn’t keep the puppies if the two bred. I said maybe we could sell the puppies and keep the mommy and daddy. An aunt mentioned that they might fall in love with the puppies, and had I considered that? Then I was in a muddy rice paddy with puppies falling to it like a mass grave.

    — 10 hours ago with 1 note
    #dream 

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    Lorn - ‘Ghosst(s) by CRCR

    The pleasantly unsettling imagery in Lorn’s “Ghosst(s)” music video is face-meltingly good. Just ask the protagonist!

    — 21 hours ago with 24 notes
    "At Oreanda they sat on a seat not far from the church, looked down at the sea, and were silent. Yalta was hardly visible through the morning mist; white clouds stood motionless on the mountain-tops. The leaves did not stir on the trees, grasshoppers chirruped, and the monotonous hollow sound of the sea rising up from below, spoke of the peace, of the eternal sleep awaiting us. So it must have sounded when there was no Yalta, no Oreanda here; so it sounds now,
    and it will sound as indifferently and monotonously when we are all no more. And in this constancy, in this complete indifference to the life and death of each of us, there lies hid, perhaps, a pledge of our eternal salvation, of the unceasing movement of life upon earth, of unceasing progress towards perfection. Sitting beside a young woman who in the dawn seemed so lovely, soothed and spellbound in these magical surroundings—the sea, mountains, clouds, the open sky—Gurov thought how in reality everything is beautiful
    in this world when one reflects: everything except what we think or do ourselves when we forget our human dignity and the higher aims of our existence."
    Anton Chekhov, Lady with a Lapdog

    (Source: eastoftheweb.com)

    — 1 day ago

    Makes me want to live in a truck.

    — 2 days ago with 1 note

    Best youtube comment: The drummer doesn’t give a damn that she’s gone!

    — 2 days ago
    #music  #bill withers 
    "It isn’t normal to know what we want. It is a rare and difficult psychological achievement."
    Abraham Maslow (via psychotherapy)

    (via nowordstofit)

    — 3 days ago with 2810 notes