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| Taken at TANTO Japanese Restaurant, Tanay Rizal. |
It's November 2, 2025, and we have visited this place multiple times already. It wasn’t supposed to be a story to tell, but it’s worth sharing. Yes, I don't care what people could say about it because clearly, this is an egoistic response from the people's low-class energy around that area. But before that, do note that we don't know if they live here or are just visitors to the cemetery as well. As you can see, I have Blogspot, and it simply describes my unique experience. And therefore, I take it as an uplifting and advantageous experience.
I decided to wear my white ethereal dress. It's not a gown, but for the average-minded people, they see it as a laughing stock — a costume. Though the fabric might say it and the weight, if you look closely, it's simply a dress. In everybody's naked eye, it's really eye-catching and intriguing due to the shiny reflective sequins hanging on it. Oh, I love it. This is my favourite dress among them all.
I began loving ethereal, medieval, vintage, or classic clothing for its elegance, grace, and beauty. I was hoarding it from anywhere I could buy. So at home, family hysterically hated it. Any words could define how embarrassing I was. I don't mind. I find it perfect.
These days are about the soul, prayers, heaven, the saints, and being solemn. I still didn't mind them even when I was checking other clothes as an alternative. My decision was solid and firm. I bought it in the first place to wear as my ordinary thing, not to wait for a special event. I've been following vintage fanatics online, and they're usually white people. Why can't it be done here?
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And now, after hours of the trip going to Boso-Boso PUBLIC Cemetery. The usual average and natural Filipino character is to be judgemental, like censorious to anything they find different from their usual level. My mom was the first to blurt it out. She saw me for the first time when I was standing outside the car. We picked her up from the grocery. And there she is, loud and boastful. Hysterically laughing and criticizing.
People began looking at me, and one woman couldn't help smiling hard. Can't even blame her. She was carried away by my mother's prideful mouth. But as I carried on, I was with my mixed emotions of “I-love-my-awakened-me,-I-don't-care-thing vs They're-looking-at-me.” I love my dress. I chose this, and I move forward.
Of course I pretended not to see everything but, with a personality like me who loves psychology, philosophy, and personality development books — energy doesn't lie. They're so effin hooked up. My white dress is perfect for this solemn event. The cemetery and the church. By the way, it's so effin hot, the color of my dress gave me an even lighter feeling. Just right.
After visiting the cemetery for our relatives, the low-breeding people who have a limited point of view in the world due to lack of knowledge are even so obvious. Ooh! Ouch! Am I that butthurt to collapse into their low-class vibration for identifying them with such wordies? 🤔🙄🤪 Carry on.
People keep on poking or getting someone's attention to stare at me and criticise. Like hey! Am I just gotten out of the crypt wearing a gown? Is that what it's all about? Poor little creature. They don't have anything new to discover in their small circle.
It happened at the exit of the road going out. The 2 boys trying their best to talk behind my back wearing a boxer short undergarment — seriously outside of the house? I don't know. And one family wearing rainbow colors which disgustingly matched up to their fashion.
Yes, you… all of you, and especially the 2 young ladies in front of me as I got inside the car. Yes, both of you. Mind-reading each other and laughing. I will never forget how you reacted. I was like you before. Foolish and loud. As I began to shift my character by enhancing it from seminars, books, and online courses, I silently apologized to everyone I encountered on how disgracefully I acted upon them. It was a loathing experience and I heavily regretted it.
So, do not forget me this day. When you age, you'll see why, and piece of advice: read books — the more reading materials, the better. And I even realized something good from this one: that I AM GRATEFUL for what I currently have right now. Simple and plain. Unique but elegant. White or black. Not levelling with the "people like you." Not speaking the way you breathe. Not manifesting the way you say. Or not living your kind of world. I am already a winner for this one.
As a matter of fact, I was really imagining like I am just brought back to sleep. No wonder I attracted people with twisted minds on this. I manipulated them into negative thinking. Oops, my bad. Sorry not sorry.
The hell my fam is forcing me to wear like the younger generation. Baggy clothes? Gym outfit? Jogging pants? Long dresses are not really for this kind of people. Such a no-no for old-money fashion. Shirt and pants, especially the multi-colour match-up. 🤮 Hey, would you please not go outside of your house looking like fresh from the batcha laundry.
How even sad I am that I have to write this one. But my frequency bounced everyone's vibration they threw at me. I never regretted it at all. I am even satisfied with what happened the rest of my day.
The church was fine. Too modest for my angelic shiny outfit. Everyone's energy was neutral as we changed location. No sign of disrespect from the people. Clearly, God doesn't like us to be judgemental but He would be grimaced at them. How? In deeper philosophy, the true God is our subconscious mind, and the 3rd law of motion will apply. Their level of mind didn’t attract the immaculate house of God.
Then I even realized more. I was really planning a good dress for my Café Vlog in Tanay. I brought back my confidence as I walked down from the car. It is certain that we came so far, and we wanted to extend our trip to somewhere nicer and fancier for relaxation. I will vlog that on my YouTube channel.
Wait. It's a place of deep respect and acceptance. It was a Japanese restaurant — TANTO. The chef was Japanese. And so the overall ambience is better. Once again, energy doesn't lie. They don't mind how I look, for it was totally nothing and ordinary. Such my people and my connection — or rather my “WOOORLD.”
We don't care about others' businesses. Weee, kind of people, mind our own doing, for time is precious to waste on low-class frequency. How I loved it. They don't care about me, and I don't as well. Freely in my own world where it aligns. I belong.
Lola and to my relatives — Lolo, cousin, and uncle. We were planning to put you in a more decent final resting place. Where cleanliness, purity, and ethereal are present. We will place you in a much better, high-standard energy in your circle of environment. No wonder my being is not welcoming in such a place. Since you left us with one humble abode, you deserve a decent and private home as well.
Change the energy to change the environment. I wonder how heavenly it will be as I walk to that open greenery park with my aura. Oh! Ethereal.
Had to intensely cleanse my entire self for a salt bath. Ugh!
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