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The Hill Without A Name In Naga Cebu
Fate is a shifting, unsolvable puzzle of mystery. Like a small swirling sandstorm, fate persistently shifts directions. One day, you feel like you’re on top of the world or the king of Naga Cebu, destined for greatness. The next day, momentum shifts, and your life seems to be going on a downward spiral. What if the philosophers had it all wrong? Didn’t they say our destiny is written in the stars? Didn’t a wise man once say “once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen”? Aren’t we supposed to find our purpose or “biggest why” and nurture it? And, is there really such thing as…
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Nerisville Selfie Corner And The Secret To A Fun Trip
What makes a getaway so memorable? Is it the picture-perfect sights, the mind-blowing experiences or the amenities and colorful touches of the place you’re visiting? And, how do you prepare to make your trip enjoyable and fun? The truth is, we all have our own ways of preparation, when it comes to exploring attractions like Nerisville Selfie Corner. And, in general, we want it to be smooth-sailing, hassle-free and as easy as Sunday morning. We are living in the era of mobile apps wherein the whole world demands everything to be quick and convenient. We want food to be served at the snap of our fingers. And, we want to…
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Tuyukon Peak And The Universe’s Healthiest Addiction
We were all guilty. As my eyes wandered around, I saw a bunch of people blithely indulging on their addiction. Ecstatic and thrilled, we sniffed and inhaled a natural mixture that would lead us to our “paradise”. A rush of chemicals, then, flowed throughout our systems, giving us a high and a feeling of contentment. We were all addicts. And, we were drifting in a sea of sensory stimuli, from nature’s sound symphonies to the shades of greens in Tuyukon Peak. This is our addiction. This is our escape from reality. This is what we call hiking. And, this is our drug of choice. It was a beautiful Sunday morning…
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Basdaku Moalboal And The Requiem For A Dream
Sunsets are bittersweet. With their picture-perfect glow and irresistible golden shades, they are truly the epitome of nature’s beauty. On the other hand, they are also a reminder of the saying “all good things come to an end”. And, normally, I see sunsets from an optimist’s perspective, fascinated by its colors and enticing view. But on a fine summer Saturday in Basdaku Moalboal, the gold-and-crimson sunset felt like the requiem for my dream, and a fitting end to a colorful era of my life. For the first time in a long while, gazing at a stunning sunset was a bittersweet moment for me. We were soaking up the tropical charm…
