That particular night remains crystal clear In My memory. on The evening of The Last Supper, Jesus convened with His followers for a concluding feast prior to His apprehension. Along with My fellow apostles, I was present and attentively listening as Jesus discussed His forthcoming demise.

Following dinner, we proceeded to The Garden of Gethsemane for a session of prayer. It was at That moment That The soldiers appeared with The intention of detaining Jesus. I observed Judas, who was part of our group, as He used a kiss to betray him. The Jewish council, known as The Sanhedrin, took custody of Jesus to conduct His trial.

I kept My distance, observing Jesus being interrogated by The high priest from The concealment of The shadows. He was charged with blasphemy which caused Jesus to feel distressed and anguished as He attempted to justify himself. In due course, they resolved to transport him to Pontius Pilate who held office as The governor of Rome.

I observed Pilate from afar as He interrogated Jesus, attempting to ascertain if He had committed any offense. Pilate was unable to identify any wrongdoing In him, and He even suggested setting him free. The populace made an outcry to set Barabbas, a well-known lawbreaker, free.instead.

The words ringing In My ears were difficult to accept, as The crowd demanded The crucifixion of Jesus. In order to prevent a disturbance, Pilate instructed for Jesus to be scourged and subsequently conveyed for execution on The cross. My eyes witnessed The cruel spectacle of Jesus being disrobed and subjected to physical abuse, His skin lacerated by The lash.

Silently shedding tears, I walked behind him while He was compelled to bear His own cross.to The location designated for His execution. His seven final utterances were audible to me and they left a profound impact on My emotions.

O Father, pardon them as they are unaware of their actions.

"Today, I promise That you shall accompany me to a peaceful paradise."

"Dear woman, take a look at your offspring." Observe and recognize The woman who brought you into The world as your mother.

"Why am I abandoned by you, My Lord?"

"I am In need of hydration." (I AM THIRSTY) He was a man here. He took the form of a man to save us

The task has come to an end.

Dear father, I entrust My spirit In your care.

As The outcome, Jesus was affixed to The crucifix, and I observed In dreadful shock as He dangled there, His vitality gradually fading. However, I was aware That The conclusion had not been reached yet. Despite witnessing Jesus' death, I held onto The belief He had previously expressed about His resurrection.

As promised, He resurrected after a period of three days. Elation and amazement overflowed within me as I comprehended That My Lord and Redeemer had triumphed over mortality and bestowed upon us The boon of never-ending existence.

In Kaleidoscope's chamber of glass,

Colors whirl in a dizzying mass,

Patterns shifting with each twist,

A beauty that's hard to resist.

Nature's elements, like glass and light,

Mingle and blend, a constant sight,

The sea and sky, earth and air,

A picture that's always rare.

Humans too, like glass and light,

Each one unique, a different sight,

Colors, shapes, and sizes galore,

A diversity that we adore.

But differences can cause some strife,

And often lead to conflict and life,

Yet in this kaleidoscope of ours,

We find strength in diversity's powers.

For we are the pieces, and life's the turning,

Together creating, our world's still churning,

A tapestry of colors and light,

A kaleidoscope of love and insight.

Nakita ko siya ngayon

Mukhang elegante sa kaniyang tatlong pulgada na takong

Ang kaniyang buhok magulo na

Pero di niya ito pansin dahil sa batang nasa bisig niya

Tatlong taon na ang makalipas

Noong huling beses na nasilayan ang kanyang ngiti

Tatlong taon ang makalipas ng makita sa mata nya ang pagtunaw ng mga niyebe na bumalot sa puso niya. 

Nakita ko siya ngayon

Alam nakita niya din ako

Siya ay tila walang paki alam

Malas niya alam ko ang totoo

Nag bago siya sabi ng lahat

Papaanong hindi matapos ang lahat?

Hindi na siya kasing saya noon sabi nila

Alam ko.  Matapos lahat ng nangyari ay naganap. 

Nakita ko siya ngayon at sinubukan siyang lapitan

Takot at sindak ay halata sa kaniya

Kinuha ng bata ang kanyang atensyon

Umiyak ito.  Siya ay tumakbo palayo na tila may misyon. 

Nakita ko siya ngayon

Ibinibigay ang bata sa iba

Lumapit siya sa akin na walang pinakita na anumang emosyon

Ito ang magdadala sa atin sa konklusyon. 

Tatlong taon ang lumipas mula ng huli ko siyang makita mula ngayon

Naging siya ang taong away niyang maging.

Ang babae na may magandang mukha ay napuno ng takot, halakhak at pagka sindak. 

Ay nasa aking harap na tila may maskara na mekanikal. 

I saw her today 

Standing elegantly on her three inches heels

Her hair everywhere because of air

She doesn't care because of the babe she handles with care.

Three years it has been

Since the last time her smile was seen

Three years since her eyes

Melted the heart which was coated with ice. 

I saw her today

I know she's seen me too

She act like she doesn't care 

Unlucky I know her well too

She's changed everyone would say

How could she not after everything anyway?

She's not as happy as before they said

I know. After everything that's done were made.  

I saw her today and approach her 

Fear and panic obvious in her

The babe tried to catch attention

He cried. She ran as if she has a mission. 

I saw her today 

Handing the babe to another woman 

She walk towards me with no facial expression 

This will lead us to conclusion 

It's been three years since the last time I saw her before today

She became everything she promised to be not that day. 

The woman facing me whose face before is full with fear,  laughter and panic. 

Is now in front of me like masked with some mechanic. 

I know it's getting late,  it's around nine in the evening,  I should be at home but no,  I am here in JCo sipping  my white choco frappe with double shot and my two alcapone donuts and glazed donuts untouched.  It's not I don't like tHem, in fact they are my favorite,  it's just I can't get my eyes off my book.  It's about to end anyway. 

Then a loud explosion from the outside of the cafe was heard,  everyone panics, it was chaos, everyone's heading to one direction. In the midst of them I saw a man sporting blue-tinted glasses with weird clothes holding a lamp. At least in my opinion it is a lamP an old style lamp. 

Then my eyes travel down on my book again, it was opened on the page where the once lovely man, Crisostomo Ibarra became Simoun, a wealthy bearded jewelry tycoon sporting blue-tinted glasses who came back to avenge. 

Wait stop. 

Tha man outside the store, it was him, it was Simoun. 

The lamp he's carrying is actually a bomb!

I ran to him to calm him, "Don Ibarra, mag hunos dili ka" (Don Ibarra, calm down). 

"Sino ka, nasaan ako? Kailangan kong ipag higanti ang nakaraan" ("Who are you, where am I? I need to avenge the past")

I was just about to answer when he disappeared into thin air again. 

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My note: 

1.To my readers, 

Okay first of all,  this novel I am talking about is actually a novel written by the national hero of the Philippines,  Dr. Jose Rizal.  It is called El Filibusterismo/ Ang Pilibustero it means enemy of the government or "The Reign of Greed" in English. It was the sequel to Noli Me Tangere which means Touch me Not. 

2. I have already forgotten the plot of the story, my niece just asked me what haooened to Ibarra (Simoun) in the first book because she's reading it so I've decided to use ElFili here. 

3. Erehe means enemy of the church

Filibuster means enemy of the government/state. 

So the title means The Enemy of church and state. 

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Correct me if I am wrong my fellow Filipinos

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Hello everyone,  I am from the Philippines I am 25 years old.  

I chose to use a Filipino username here in the prose,  and I also intend to write in my native tongue which is Filipino.  

Pluma at Dugo, my username literally means QUILL AND BLOOD. 

I chose this username because I do believe that every writer writes not only with our electronic devices or paper and pen but with our hearts which function as a pump of blood.

I intend to use this site to write my heart's content in every possible way whether in the form of poetry,  prose,  haiku or any form of literature in my language and in English. 

I do not know if there are Filipinos here but I hope so.  

Thank you.