We Are All Stories In the End

My circumstances have made me into a minimalist.

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I have found little interest in things anymore, and I value what I already have more. It’s not that I’m a true minimalist, no, far from it.

I do not have a safe place to store my “stuff.” If I display any of my collections, they are at risk of being at the receiving end of a tantrum. I don’t feel safe, and because of that, being a collector has lost its sense of importance.

The value of a collection is given by the collector and also those who have a similar appreciation as the collector. You know how the old adage goes? Another man’s trash is another man’s treasure? Well, it’s the same with collections, right? Another man’s toy collection is just a child’s playthings to another person.

If I don’t have a safe place to store my collection, nor a way to talk about my collection or even pass on my collection when I kick the proverbial bucket… what’s the point?

It feels empty. Pointless.

In the end, our possessions will be left behind, and we will be nothing more than dust beneath the ground and stories in other people’s memories.

Have a nice day!

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So Nice Soju – Green Grape or Grapefruit? (Philippine Soju)

During the holidays, while my wife grabbed her non-alcoholic sparkling grape juice, I took two soju off the shelf.

So Nice Soju Grapefruit flavor.

Last year, I also bought this as a last-minute decision. I was originally planning to try new flavors this time, but there were limited choices available at the store. There was the original unflavored one, green grape and grape fruit.

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Kentaro Miura, Berserk Author Passes Away at 54

Berserk creator Kentaro Miura has passed away – Critical Hit

I have been a big fan of Berserk ever since I started to read the manga a few years ago.

It has been so long since I started, and I am not sure if I have watched the anime.

It saddens me to hear that its author, Kentaro Miura passed away.

Berserk has been such an amazing manga – the story, the characters, and the art – there has been much passion put into this.

Only one ending. kentaro miura passed away recently, sad times. RIP to kentaro and one of my favorite mango series ever..

Rest in peace, and thank you for Berserk.

Link: https://www.animenewsnetwork.com/news/2021-05-19/berserk-manga-creator-kentarou-miura-passes-away-at-54/.172988

Climbing The Steep Learning Curve

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Last night, I started studying on more advanced video editing software.

To make a long story short, my brain practically melted in my head as I watched a handful of tutorials on the basics of 2D animation. It’s mostly due to the different program’s interface, and layout, and also me not knowing what to do.

There were times where the tutorial I found moved quickly, and I was unable to follow, making me have to rewind and replay the video a couple of times. I also had to repeat the starting process a couple of times because I did not know what in the world I was doing.

By the way, I am studying Blender – a free to use 3D animation and video editing software.

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The Forgotten Memory

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I was about to doze off to sleep when my cat approached me, in the way cats do – purring. She pushed her head against mine and gave it a little lick. She then walked off to her corner of the bed – above my wife’s pillow, and went to sleep.

For whatever reason, I suddenly thought of the apartment we used to live in five years ago. Panic struck me when I realized that there were a lot of bits that I could not recall about it – tiny details, like where did the cat sleep when we lived there. Did she always sleep by our bed?

As I try to answer that question, I noticed that I could not recall instantly what our old room looked like. It took a bit of effort, but there were pieces missing. They were like dark spots that I could not fill in.

I could recall what the living room and dining room downstairs looked like. I recalled the large, L-shaped black sofa, the TV rack we had, the dining table we used – they were not the same furniture that we have in our home now. The sofa found its new home in my brother-in-law. It was supposed to have been sold at a lower price in an installment agreement, but it was at a time when they were in financial distress, and now that they are well off, they conveniently forgot about it, and my wife could no longer collect from her older brother. The dining table is now with my mother-in-law. It was a wedding gift from my wife’s sister, and since it could no longer fit our new home, and her mother was in need of a dining table, we gave her that- among other old furniture that we could no longer use.

Our old apartment was larger in comparison to our current home, so we had to pare down our furniture.

Slowly, as I put more effort into recalling, parts of the old apartment fell into place. I remembered where the cat’s litter box was originally placed – near the bathroom. The bathroom there was concealed from the dining and living room, so it was OK to place it there. Now, it is in our room. I have to clean it often. The same goes with the cat’s food and water bowl. It is in our room. I also had difficulty recalling where it was placed the last time. I think it was located in the kitchen, but I can not really be sure.

It feels weird how living in that apartment felt like a lifetime ago, when it was just five years ago when we moved out of there. I guess it goes to show how little time I must have spent in our room then, as most of the time I was working in our store, and would go to our apartment late in the night, dead tired.

Yeah, it feels like a lifetime ago.

It felt weird and made me unable to sleep that night. Funny how time passes by, eh?

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Learning to Build Skills

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One of my issues with the education system is that we are forced to learn something which we do not feel we need.

However, looking back on it now, that is the logic of a narrow-minded fool of a youth who failed to see the bigger picture.

Take mathematics, like algebra. In accounting, people see that you only need the basic arithmetic functions of adding, subtracting, and the occasional multiplication and division. Who needs to know algebra, right?

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Street Photography is an Experience

No – this is a picture of a street, it’s more of a landscape than street photography. Haha…

Street photography is a thrilling art.

A moment can make or break you. A single hesitation or unpreparedness could spell the difference between a shot taken, or lost – for a moment, once gone, can never be repeated.

Taking to the streets to take photos of urban life, people and the goings-on of city living has been one that I have always wanted to try ever since I learned about it. I never got the opportunity, however, to experience going on a photo walk with a group of photographers to help build up my courage.

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When Your Shows Jump Streaming Services

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I recently watched a video produced by Linus Techtips on why Piracy Will Never Die.

There, he talked about how, despite the availability of legitimate streaming services like Netflix and Hulu, people will still end up pirating shows. Because it is more convenient.

His talk centered around how at the start, Netflix and Hulu had managed to slow down the pirates by making their streaming services much more convenient than piracy by providing a low fee to be able to stream and watch shows.

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