Empowerment

I am a very different person in different environments but what really defines me is my curiosity yet very impatiently passionate with my work. Mentally, I take on anxiety as a challenge. When you are anxious you tend to panic, to finish in a rush, or to be overly cautious; it is what puts me into a state of awareness, a type of energy that springs from anxiety.  

Of course, happiness is counted on this list. What makes you happiest is what you have gained through sweat and tears,  not what you have taken for granted. So by thinking of happiness as the process continues, I have built-up my determination and learned to savor the process. Therefore, many times I am happy that I am sad, many moments that I am happy that I am hurt; because I know I will be happy. 

My life is not for me to own, 

It’s a dedication that none have ownership, It starts from me but rooted from my love ones; my sacred aunts Sitha comes first with her love and devotion to see this sprout arise, then my dear mom and dad who no matters what supports me, my aunt Danny who is a second mother to me. They gave me life and I shall live it to its fullest. 

I believe they won’t care about my sexuality as long as I live my life to the fullest. What they concern about is that I will be laughed upon, that I will feel ashamed about in the future; thus wanting to prevent me from social pressure. ‘My family empowers me the most’.And that’s a phrase that will forever be embedded in my soul.

During one of the classes, I was introduced to a philosophy that drastically changed my life.  I found myself very energized by the aesthetic of continuous improvement ideology; Kaizen.  This ideology forces me into an ever-changing, open state of mind that every positive change on every little aspect of life will eventually create a better, but not perfect, self. Music is my last resort toward empowerment in life. The art itself is very diverse, there are many interpretations that can be used to empower life. Either sad settling classical music or positive beating hip-hop-modern music, they serve the purpose of setting down the ambiance and bringing all the juice of the moment.

You can be empowered by everything that YOU can take advantage of, what matters is how grateful you are.

Traditional healer/Witch

It’s a tragedy,

“It is sad, but not uncommon,

It’s a story of an elderly healer”.

 

A story of a generous Eighty-three years old traditional healer,

Who knows how to stop children who cry, 

Who knows good medicine for women after giving birth,

Who would gladly heal any patients who wish to be cured.

 

At the funeral of a seventeen years old girl,

By just touching the deceased’s foot,

Rumors had it on,

 

Hem Ty the traditional healer,

The sorcerer,

Might be a black magic caster,

Who murdered the girl. 

 

Touching the foot,

Because he felt insecure,

He has to make sure,

The girl is dead.

 

Nobody had considered the possibility,

If it’s a reality or just a fantasy,

All they know is revenge,

Chain of acts of sabotage, 

Was set off against Ty’s family.

 

The healer’s innocent dog was poisoned,

A stockpile of wood is on fire,

Not just any ordinary wood,

But wood for a new HOME SWEET HOME.

 

Knowing it’s your last day,

Running in fear is what you would do,

It’s the same for Hem Ty too,

Do anything just to be out of sight. 

 

Two hours passed,

A gruesome discovery had discovered,

People fish and see fish,

But now they fished and hooked onto a shirt, 

Not just a shirt,

But with a body,

Of a traditional healer,

With a head chopped and murdered with an ax.


https://www.vice.com/en_asia/article/bnpb3z/rural-cambodians-are-hunting-and-killing-suspected-witches 

Perilera

Blue and black, 

Moaning and Screaming

Echoes of despair 

Bruises dribbling 

Crystal clear blood.

A petrified figure 

Hung from the arch 

Of the massive cathedral 

In the Mosque.

 

Cramped but 

Miraculously beautiful 

Angelic frame as a Melek,

Though he shall cleanse 

In the face of 

The holy magical existence

The absolute authority 

Allah.

 

Nonsense, ludicrous 

Are two words in his mind.

Soothing chants mumbles

Are orders that he was to obey.

A mandate to purge his strang lustful sins.

 

His voice.

It was soulful, dark and heavenly.

The otherworldly voice from hell is 

Promising to be forgiven and he will adore the holiness 

Forever. Forever.

While his heart, beating viciously about him imploring 

Purity, calling himself

Liar.

 

The liar was

Booed ‘Flower’ when he 

Was ten.

‘Sissy’ when he was twelve.

He was then teased ‘twink’ by the boys,

When he was thirteen.

And now fifteen 

He is being hung 

For others as a lesson. But

No one ever knows his name. 

 

Here is a poem 

Whom I fantasize his life

Whom endures his fate

Who loves himself for his differences.

His name is Perilera.


I was born into

A family of five.

Five soon-to-be 

Useful sons.

Before she left, she would say

Five promising eggs

Elegant pure heron’s egg.

 

The first big-headed brother

Is called Ahmed which means

Greatly praise 

To his intelligence.

 

The second strong-willed brother

Is called Imran.

Implies the prosperity of the nation’s leader.

 

The third bright brother

Is called Vedad 

for his outgoing and friendliness.

The fourth tenacious brother 

Is called Kenan 

For his possessive and defensive 

Personality.

 

As for me 

The fifth son,

I was named by my mom,

Perilera which was 

Meant to praise my petite body

As faeries. But

My dad was bickering for days 

About sin will take him from the skull, but

Nevertheless, 

That was still my mom’s yearning

In her last moment 

After giving birth.

Live to suffer

Life is towering

Scraping the sky.

When it reached its climax,

It blossoms and withers.

 

Life is a line

An art that continues with no eraser

Destiny is in your hand;

But the past leaves scars and marks.

 

Life is droplets of water

Weak and pure, but

Animated dribble can

Cut through rocks.

 

Life is a maze.

Terrifying blood crave wolf and

Greedy gold swallowing boar,

Are your neighbors.

 

Imploring In Anguish

With no mercy and empathy,

The labyrinth keeps the bird.

Chirping and tweeting,

Hoping to end this torment & upset.

Sorrow & grief within her delicate voice,

“May the bird set free”.

Inspired by the song “Bird set free” by Sia. 

Python

Multimedia- Python is a programming language that is commonly used for developing desktop and web applications. Moreover, Python is designed with the feature to assist with the process of data analysis and visualization. Python is found to use for web programmings like Django, Zope, Google App Engine, and much more. In the same way, they are also used in desktop application such as Blender 3D and even for pygames.

During Multimedia/Technology class is in process of learning rules and the basic form of Python such as :

If statement-

a = 33

b = 200

if b > a:

 print(“b is greater than a”)

 

Elif statement-

a = 33

b = 33

if b > a:

 print(“b is greater than a”)

elif a == b:

 print(“a and b are equal”)

 

Else statement-

a = 200

b = 33

if b > a:

 print(“b is greater than a”)

else:

 print(“a is greater than b”)

 

For loop-

foods = [‘chicken’, ‘pizza’,  ‘soup’]
for food in foods:       
  print Current foods :, food

 

Break statement-

foods = [‘chicken’, ‘pizza’,  ‘soup’]
for food in foods:       
  if x == pizza:

   break

 

Continue statement-

foods = [‘chicken’, ‘pizza’,  ‘soup’]
for food in foods:       
  if x == pizza:

   continue

 print(x)

 

Range Function-

for i in range(100):

 print(i)

 

Want to see the result?

Try it yourself!