Images from The Little Red Notebook

Luneta Park, Manila

2011-06-19T15:48:00.031+08:00

If he was alive, Jose Rizal will be 150 today. He was executed for treason by the Spanish government on this same spot 115 years ago, leaving two published books, a string of lovers, and a retraction controversy.

Five years after, a province was named after him and this monument was made in his honor, both of which were efforts by the American government under the Taft Commission.

Forty-one years ago, Rizal's profile was embossed in the Philippine peso. But a decade before that, his books were translated into operas followed by numerous films on his works, his life, and his love affairs.

Hundred streets, schools, and parks have been named after him. For his posthumous birthday, people are flocking to Dapitan in Zamboanga, a place where he spent his days in exile.

Today, he has yet to be legally declared as a national hero.

Manila Ocean Park

2011-05-28T20:45:00.066+08:00

Kuya Boboy and Ate Grace brought their unica hija Chazy to the Manila Ocean Park. I tagged along and went home with mized feelings after the brief tour. (Read this: brief.) Here are the photos from the experience.

Nameless Fishies. The downside of the experience was not remembering much about the names of the fish. It would help if there's a guide or something. The way its done in science field trips in grade school.

Chubby Goldfish. The goldfish in this tank were all plump. And I wonder if they are supposed to look that way.

Sleepy Seahorses. For some reason, this photo made me depress. I feel that these creatures would be happier out in the deep.

Dory! At least these fishies look happy to be swimming to and fro.

Some Fish. Its hard to remember the names of the fish and where they're usually found because you basically share the place with LOTS of people. And all of them wants to take photos (flash included).

Black Little Fishy. This cute fish was not very friendly and kept swimming away from my phone's camera. It probably got depressed after. Ugh, another bad karma for me.

Bloated Wonder. I love this fish because he's yellow and fat. I just believe the blue background ruined everything.

I Found Nemo! And so did the other visitors. Its not surprising that the clownfish became the most famous fish on display due to Disney's animated movie.

Slow Swimmer. This one's not camera shy. But for some reason, these fishes always seem to swim at the bottom of the tank.

Sittin' Like A Rock. I love looking at this fish but when I do, I feel my hair standing on end.

Eels and more eels. This sight made me cringe too. I'm not sure if the wrap-around is a stint or this guy tangled itself and needs help.

Fast Flippers. This one doesn't want any attention at all.

The Big Ones. I don't like big fish. They look overwhelming, especially when they're underwater.

Submarine Sanctuary. The more I go around Manila Ocean Park, the more I had this urge to not return. Watching the creatures settle for this depresses me.

Swim Into The Light. I loved this shot... until I realized the flourescent ruined the view. Pffft!

Bored Sharks. These pitiful creatures lay down on the makeshift sea bed everyday. I wish there were more sand, though.

View from Below. This site would have been really nice if only the pool was bigger and I'm not bumping with hundreds of other guests.

People Photos

2011-04-19T02:54:00.011+08:00

I love taking photos of people, whether they are looking at the camera or not, whether they are prepared or not. I especially love taking photos of people in their most unglamorous states. In college, I used to have a collection of photos of people while they were about to put food in their mouths.

I love seeing people in their most unpretentious states, the instances when they don't give a damn about their looks or if their smiles are across the board or if they have unpleasant liquids flowing from their mouths or noses.

As I was cleaning my drive, I saw these photos and realized I should collate them under one entry for this photoblog.

Lonely Ira. This was the night Cris told us that she'll be leaving Mabuhay for good. We were too depressed we trooped to her house in Maguinhawa and stayed for dinner.

Riding to the House. This was taken when I covered my first major coverage: the 2008 State of the Nation Address by President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo. Normally, authorities close the Commonwealth starting at the St. Peter Parish to fend off demonstrators.

Color-coded. I took this in Gateway Mall, while waiting for Ian and our movie date. This group of friends looks like M&Ms with peanuts. Haha.

Starry Dine. This photo was taken in one of my coverages for Canon. I remember texting Ira, then a PR officer for the event, to invite a certain tech reviewer who I've been crushing on. No, he didn't come. What's new?

Christmas Rush. Our family hates going out during the holidays because there are numerous people everywhere. This Christmas, we decided to buy our sustenance at the mall and then stay holed up at home. I ordered a bucket of chicken in this crowd.

Cubao X

2011-04-09T12:48:00.016+08:00

Here's some photos I took during a brief visit at Cubao X, a small nonconventional shopping area in Cubao.

Laidback Vibes. The compound is open at 10 a.m. but the stores inside open much later and close early, except for the bar. If you want to visit, make it late afternoon and early evening.

Shoe Mania. Formerly the Marikina Shoe Exchange, locally-made shoes are still easy to come-by in Cubao X. And yeah, they're always on sale.

Dolphins and Alphabets. You can see these murals along the eskinita, a small pathway that easily brings you to the other side of the compound.

Ayala, Makati

2010-12-25T02:50:00.009+08:00

Dancing Lights. For the holidays, dancing lights filled the park in the newly-opened Ayala Triangle. The lights display lasts for 15 minutes but don't attempt to dine in the area on a holiday--it's dangerously packed.

Ayala Ikot? This jeepney brings passengers throughout Makati. The kings of the road still dominate the streets here, despite being an elitist city Cris touted as the center of consumerism.

City at Night. Taken in the many instances Nica and I stayed late at Greenbelt Park, not having enough money to grab a cup of coffee and a table at Starbucks. These instances doesn't happen much anymore, though.

Artistic attempts

2010-11-19T15:09:00.013+08:00

Here's a hodgepodge entry on my attempts at taking artistic shots:

Luminous Woman. This glowing portrait was painted by Heber Bartolome in his inconspicuous house in QC. I visited him for a magazine feature way back in 2008 with a photographer. If you visit his artist's abode, you'll see numerous similar paintings along the walls.

Pink Blindness. On a brief visit at the Green Papaya Arts Project in Maguinhawa St., my photographer and I managed to see this exhibit. I can't remember the artist now and even if I return to visit, the art gallery no longer exists.

Taken Away. I saw this note while I was smoking in the alfresco area of French Baker in Megamall. There's something grammatically disturbing about it so I took a photo of it.

Bright Lights. On my first Christmas with ABS-CBN, the management decided to fill the whole building with lights. For more than a month, the new ELJ building was washed in varying colors of blue, purple, green, and red.

Coke in a Cup. This was taken in one of the numerous birthday parties-editorial meetings while I was still in ABS-CBN News Online.

Berry and Eggs. This photo was taken inside The Loop, where the old California Berry Chicken was located. After almost a year, they decided to make do with a kiosk, a bad move since people eat there for sure seats. Eventually, they closed down.

Fanning a Revolution. This was taken during the leisurely pre-concert hours of a Ninoy Aquino celebration in UP Diliman. It was leisurely because I came in early and the program started late.

The Hidalgo Collection. I was ecstatic when I found out that the Lopez Museum has one wall full of Hidalgo paintings. I found these while researching for Cris's book on landmark cases. I was too happy with this discovery that I returned on the same week and spent more than an hour looking at each painting.

Yellow means Movement. On the day of my interview with a migrants' non-government organization, I saw these flowers while waiting for the scheduled time. I knew then and there that I was meant to leave ABS-CBN in one way or another.

Waiting. I took this eerie photo of a bird perched on a fountain rock in the Trellis, a dining-coffee-smoking area at the back of ELJ building, the one across Tomas Morato. Reyma and I even debated whether it was alive or not. Apparently, the bird was alive.

Lawton Underpass

2010-09-29T09:20:00.007+08:00

This underpass is the one the connects Intramuros and the Manila City Hall. I'm not sure what the underpass is called since there are tons in Manila and are normally named after the street they are in, er, I mean under. This is the one I'm most familiar and most comfortable with. The underpass is always flooded with locals, mostly students, and sometimes with rain water from the age-old Manila drainage system.

The underpass has 5 stairs, 3 openings that lead to different locations: the one end leads to the Intramuros gate near the Mapua entrance and the other end to the Manila City Hall. The middle leads out to the busy Lawton street where jeepneys and FXs confluence to load or unload passengers headed toward Taft Avenue and Baclaran.

Although not the cleanest underpass around with turbid tiles and some fraternity vandals, it serves it purpose well and the city government even gets cleaners to mop the floors especially during the monsoon seasons.

Starbucks Intramuros

2010-09-22T07:42:00.006+08:00

I took this photo a year ago, while trying out the Pasig Ferry service, which runs from Napindan to Intramuros. (Read: The view from a ferry: Pasig up close) I took a ride from Guadalupe until Intramuros and not being overly-familiar with the walled city, I ended up behind the Immigration building. Across the building are under-the-wall shops that mostly cater to students and tourists.

Since I'm desperate for coffee, I ended up in Starbucks Intramuros, one of the more than 70 branches of the multinational coffee chain in the country. The interiors were adjusted to the natural structure of Intramuros, even the walls retained the slightly turbid effect. Modern with a touch of history. The ambiance is very relaxing and cozy, much much much better than the other Starbucks outlets in Manila.

Whenever I'm in Intramuros and I feel like gulping Starbucks, I go here. :)

Manila City Hall

2010-09-15T14:36:00.008+08:00

Last month, Carlos Celdran started the HelpDOT campaign, a nonformal campaign calling local citizens (like me) to do our little ways in promoting the Philippines. I have joined the Facebook page but I have yet to find out how I can join the crusade.

Today, while browsing through Tweeter feeds, my travel journalist friend John Lander, who is currently based in Japan and soon to move to Bangkok, posted a Kyoto Image of the Day. This got me thinking? Why not start my own Manila Image of the Week? Since I have a photo-travel blog, why not start from there?

I normally post photos of my travels, both within Manila and beyond, but I have been updating very seldom lately. So, I made my decision. Aside from posting travel images from around the Philippines, Images from the Little Red Notebook will now become the landing page for my Manila Image of the Week.

To begin this weekly update, I am starting with the image of the Manila City Hall, the seat of power of the capital's local chief executive. The city hall is located in the center of Manila, close to the other tourism landmarks and one of the recurring figures in major thoroughfares in the city.

The building is known for its hexagonal shape (coffin-like) and the clock tower that is considered as the biggest in the country. Made in the 1930s, the edifice sits across the walled city of Intramuros.

Monasterio de Sta. Clara, Katipunan

2010-07-26T10:30:00.003+08:00

Airy church. Last Saturday, I accompanied my cousin Grace to have a wedding gown done in Marikina. After the brief trip, we dropped by the Sta. Clara Monastery in Katipunan. Since it's my first time to visit, I made a wish. You see, there's a Catholic belief that if one visits a church for the first time, she can make a wish and it will come true.

Clean and Clear. I don't usually go to churches and the last time I attended mass was on my graduation night four years ago. The interiors remind me of the San Pascual Baylon in San Pascual, Batangas, where I used to attend Christmas Mass with my Lola. Clean, white-washed, with one open side to let fresh air come in.

Drop your Eggs. Sta. Clara is famous for its "egg offerings", which works much like the "Padasal" in Quiapo. When I was still in grade school, my parents used to bring dozens of egg in this monastery.

Petitions, Petitions. At the rightmost portion of the offering area is the petition box, where wishers like me drop their letters. That's my hand after two months of doing the laundry, it's all wrinkly now. *sigh*

Pencil, Paper, Words. The egg-offering process is simple enough: a visitor can get free paper sheets to write their petitions or wishes. There are no special charges, a relief for a first-time visitor like me.

Writing 'em down. I'm surprised that there were numerous visitors on a Saturday. Even when we left, numerous cars were driving into the compound with children and eggs. Luckily, there's always a spot in the writing desk.

Dear Papa Jesus. This boy was probably the youngest visitor at that time. He was sitting beside us and his mother was helping him write down his wishes. He was saying the words out and it made me smile.

Flicker of Light. When I was still in Batangas, we would visit a small church in Balayan every Friday and pay P2 per candle. Since then, I always thought churches sell these small candles.

Haw Flakes? These are what the brown candles look like when they're all together in one drum. Rosy said it look like Haw Flakes from afar. Haha. They also don't charge for the candles, just pick them up and light them to send your prayers to heaven.

Eggs for Sale. If you forget to bring an egg offering, you can always buy last-minute dozens at the road before the monastery. The vendors wrap them in colorful cellophane papers. There are no special rituals in choosing the eggs and these are as good as the ones I have at home. Price: P30 for 6 pieces, P60 for a dozen.

People's Park, Davao City

2009-08-16T17:04:00.002+08:00

Davao Date. Jojie urged us to pay People's Park a visit and I initially thought there's nothing to see there! I found lots of possible subjects, though. These two children were cute but you wouldn't recognize them from the others, unless you'll look hard enough.

Fountain Shot. This boy's at the front of the line. He reminds me of the "Daddy, look!" child in all of us.

Silip. The quality of the photo sucks and deserves the bin but I like the concept so I'm saving this one. I'm not perverted, mind you. This is like those children's books on pre-Spanish myths.

Bilanggo. This is my favorite photo. I seem to have this fascination with lines and prison-like subjects.

Bata sa Ilog. The quality of this photo is also not very good. I'm merely using my Sony Ericsson K610i and it's not a good cam option at night.

Durian Dome. I played around with the 'Negative' settings and got this nice shot. The flower reminds me of Sodai... I want to study there soon!

Daddy and the Kids. Believe it or not, the kids are not related to the daddy here. Just a random shot with people on the spot. He's not my hubby too.

Yellow Ribbon. Cory just died and weeks before the trip, trees in Manila were tied with these yellow ribbons in support of the democracy icon. People pull them out afterwards. This is the only one left in the park.

Coconut Lights. Another exploration in 'Negative' settings. The trees are made of Christmas lights. Still too early for Christmas, though.

Swan Lake. This is my second favorite picture, taken in 'Black and White' settings. The fountain was a good background piece and the duck just sealed everything. A perfect example of being in the right place at the right time.

Lake Mainit, Agusan del Norte

2009-05-25T16:04:00.012+08:00

Lilies on the Lake. I felt nostalgic when I saw this image. I seldom see lilies on a body of water. Such sights reminds me of Andersen's Thumbelina, Roy's India, and of course, a special person's Vietnam. But of course the view is not solely for Agusan del Norte locals, the lake is being shared with the province of Surigao del Norte. I wonder how the lake looks like from there.

Almost Free. This picture makes me think of island prisons and the temptations of freedom outside a small square window.

Layers of Earth. I like taking photos that show layers. Case in point, the lake bank has this layer that makes me ponder about...things.

Conceitedness Calls. Sometimes, cam-whoring can produce good keep-worthy pictures. This was taken before we had a meryenda of freshly-cooked turon with vanilla ice cream on top in a vacation house along the banks of the lake.

España, Manila

2008-12-02T17:52:00.006+08:00

College, ehrm, University Life. I sometimes wonder what it's like to be in a university. Read: trees, lawns, patches of green green green. A kolehiyala can only wonder...

Day-asan, Surigao del Sur

2008-10-20T17:56:00.009+08:00

Seaside Country Life. Clear blue skies, wooden bridges, dried grains and coconut husks, believe me, this view is not as perfect as it seemed. It was scorching hot. Burning mid-day heat.

Watcher of the Sea. Manong lives next door. He owns a boat. He is a fisherman. His father was a fisherman. He grew up being one and will probably die as one.

Mid-day Journey. Every family has their own boats, though it's not the only mode of transportation available. Somehow, it reminds me of Tonle Sap in Cambodia. Almost.

A Walk in the Fields. The sure sign of being in the countryside is when you start seeing grains of rice laid out to dry on the pavement. I never really tried walking on them, though. Must try it one of these days.

A Glimpse of Zen. This image makes me think of a Japanese garden, where maple or cherry blossom trees create intertwined shadows on the pathway.

Postcard Shot. What's a visit without the traditional postcard shot? I like this one, it's rural alright but with a slight slant in angle.

Images on Water. A freaky picture created by the rocks and the current and the rays of the sun. Images like this can be seen beside houses on the waters like an inconspicuous anito.

Turtle. Tortoise. Pagong. According to tortoise.org, the word turtle refers to "all species of water turtle, sea turtle, box turtle, terrapin, and tortoise." What makes a tortoise different from other species is its capability to adapt on land.

Peach Gumamela. Hibiscus are probably the most commonly abused flowers, no thanks to their double gender qualities. They say any five-petaled flowers represent Venus and feminity. Hah, maybe our science teachers should be well aware of that too? Anyway, I love looking at flowers, I hate plucking them. But I do, anyway.

Over the Window. Manang looks out most of the time. She basically sees the same view everyday but she likes looking out anyway.

Tagaytay, Cavite

2008-09-21T18:26:00.006+08:00

Earthen Threads. This reminds me of Prinsesa Danaya (GMA's defunct fantaserye), which absurdly, came from an autumn tree not found in the Philippines. This was shot in Sonya's Garden, just outside the masseuse place, just as the girls were busy hiding in the bushes.

Crystal Chandelier. I love taking photos of hanging crystals. No light passing through its plastic body, though. Blame it on the drizzle and the fact that it's a fake. I hate fakes. I'm such a mean girl.

Kape sa Umaga. Before there was the packaged multinational coffee chains around the country, there was plain brewed barako coffee in Batangas. And the perfect eats to start the day? Tinapa and sinangag. And of course, the rice swims in coffee...Very Batangueno.

Stolen Shot. Gives you an idea of what Nica's subconscious is having her body do--and in a public dining area like Cafe Lupe. (Gasp!)

Viewing Hours. Something to remember when I feel like driving with my cousins during the wee hours of the night. Ay, we're no longer minors na nga pala.

Bonnet Girl. Ian is fast becoming my favorite model. Taken in the Palace in the Sky grounds, her bonnet reminds me of another Bonnet Girl in Sagada. :)

Doggy Date. I love dogs for the reason that they're loyal and understanding and all over the place. They are often symbols of fertility and prosperity in various cultures. In Batangas, akin to anywhere else, they're simple house pets.

Pancakes and Pandesal. When we had our breakfast in Bag of Beans, my friends ordered tapa and scrambled eggs while I had a hearty meal of apple cinnamon pancakes. I can still smell the cinnamon and the butter... Very homey.

Watching Over You. This photo makes me guffawed out loud. My only regret was that I didn't ask the staff who this anito is. Sure loves looking Ian, if you ask me.

Stitched

2008-07-09T09:10:00.000+08:00

Twilight in Ortigas. View from below, along Emerald Avenue, after a worry-free day at the office. I knew it was a light day because I still had the chance to go home at twilight.

Chillin' Ice. Dark night, deep emotions, and a bar with deadly (literally) concoctions. Where else to get drunk but in front of a dusky blue hue?

Basking in Bolinao. This province in western Pangasinan had always been music to my ears. A romantic place where I dream of Vietnamese love songs from the local transistor radio.

Mabuhay Memories. If asked what I miss most about my former job, I'd say its the endless conversations anytime, anywhere.

Intramuros, Manila

2008-06-30T08:03:00.008+08:00

Oldest in the Land. Completed in 1607 under the Augustinian friars, St. Agustin Church is the oldest standing church in the country. So old that in 1993, it was designated as a UNESCO heritage site, and had been repainted orange over and over again.

Just Married, er, Getting Married. It's not surprising that Jose Macias' creation is a favorite site for weddings. I wonder if the man himself got married here. Probably not. Remind me to ask how many pairs get married here every day, month, year. Might be an interesting travel-lifestyle piece.

Walking to the Past. The zaguan (corridors) toward Casa Manila is framed by wide brick arches, intended for caruajes. Only Spanish and Mestizos were allowed to live inside the walled city; However, Christian natives (mostly muchachos) and Chinese merchants can enter but lived outside the city.

Muy Indio. Nowadays, Casa Manila is a haven for local painters and restaurants which has a lucrative and Spanish nineteenth-century feel. At least this time, there's no need to worry being labeled as an indio.

Across the Street. Casa Manila is one of the grandest (and definitely oldest) houses bounded by Calle Real, General Luna, Cabildo and Urdaneta streets. The strategic location of Intramuros made it a good place for trade. Anyone understands Chinese calligraphy in the house?

National Museum, Manila

2008-06-28T15:25:00.005+08:00

Between Doors. There's always something different in an open door. Entering it feels like venturing into a new world. In this case, the difference between two world was clear -- evident in the colors, designs, and yes, even the content. (Jay Alonzo looked like a little boy here...Ehehe...)

Fleeting Alibata. Now a fast disappearing form of writing, the alibata was believed to have been used from the fourteenth century until the later parts of the nineteenth century. I remembered being taught the pronunciation in grade school. I don't think they still teach it though.

Home of Arts and History. The National Museum is a former Old Congress Building and was designed by an American for that purpose. I guess it somehow reflected their personality, those Caucasians. Grand upfront and at the entrance but nothing much to rave about once inside.

Talisay, Batangas

2008-05-19T17:49:00.012+08:00

Taal Textures. I like this photo because of the variation in shapes, landscapes, textures. And the fact that they mesh well despite their differences. This was taken from the second floor of Club Balai Isabel.

Wish You Were Here. The best views of Taal Volcano, I've seen in the vicinity of the Taal Lake Yacht Club. The mystery of the lake, the impeding the storm, sail boats dotting the horizon. Perfect any time of the day.

Sail Away. Any body of water has a certain attracting force that I cannot resist. Maybe its the fluidity, the independence, the sureness in the way it flows that makes it so enticing. A sense of going somewhere.

In Between. What stands between two people? Two emotions? Two lives? Probably someone who is willing to give the same interest, the same emotion, the same attention.

Looking Out. What is seen in the eye is very subjective. What appealed to the other senses at that moment can never be expressed by another person. Ever.

Old and New. I found this ceiling design at the patio of one of the suites in Club Balai Isabel. The metalwork followed the Spanish nouveau design but with colorful mosaic glass as accents.

Evangelista, Makati

2008-05-17T15:45:00.005+08:00

Blued. The owner of this house must love blue. Or else, he wouldn't have bought a car of the same color.

Crystals. They sway with the wind, collecting dust and particles in the air. There aren't any use for them but hang around and let light pass through their hard colorless bodies. They are not picky, they gleam even in the most meager light. And when they do, they fill the room with colors. They are, after all, the only man-made things who can create a rainbow, beautifully.

Antique Shopping. The display of vases and other one-of-a-kind items in the furniture street market in Makati looks valuable from afar. Believe me, these items are -- but you can get them in cheaper deals.

Earthen Madonna. Wooden portrayal of the Virgin Mary and the baby Christ. It touched me in an unexplainable way, maybe because I haven't seen sculptured images in that size. And yes, it is heavy.

Sagada, Mountain Province

2008-05-15T14:43:00.002+08:00

Thin Red Line. What happens when you cross the thin red line between friendship and love? Ask Elayne, she knew the answer now.

White Lies. Images show truths, depending on how one looks at it. But they can be lies too, edited ones. After all, photos are just images on paper; and anything man-made can be altered.

Stoned. What can be done about the truths that cannot be spoken? Can a mere image say everything in one frame? Or are deep but insubstantial words needed to capture its essence?

Chained. If freedom is a natural human struggle, then why does chains exist? Poor doggie, gets to see people move around him all day.

Fork on the Mountain. There's beauty in a repeating and simple subject. The lines, though similar, distinctly differs in color, structure, depth. This can be seen near the top of Mt. Ampacao, a six-hour trek for non-hikers.

Mountain Blooms. They say flowers are the most beautiful thing God created but forgot to put a soul into. If they have souls, I would be reluctant to pull them and they would definitely resist. Yellow flowers are simply hard to resist.

Sacred. Sagada has a mystery that I cannot put a finger into. It creeps into my soul, it flows in my blood, I breathe the minty tang of pine -- the smell of the old, the sacred.

Lovers by the Lake. It would have been the best feeling, spending a quiet contemplative vacation with the one you love. Not only is it a trip for the soul, its a journey for the heart too. Lake Danum sure looked beautiful here, from where I sat, it looked dying and muddy.

Open Doors. Is there joy in looking through spaces? Is it because of the view one sees across the frame or is it merely the act of looking that instigates happiness?

Ritual for the Dead. When a Sagadan dies, he or she is covered in white cloth and is made to sit for fifteen days. After the "wake", the dead is placed inside a coffin made from the bark of a pine and would be hung in mountain cliffs. This way, the dead would be close to both heaven and earth, close to the living and to the deities. Romantic isn't it?

Mercury Gliding. The temperature the day we were in Sagada is shown above, but with the sun, high over the mountain, we reeked and smelled of sweat. We were at the mouth of Sumaging Cave.

Light in the Darkness of the Day. Light exists because of darkness, and the day because of night. One cannot live without the other, the yin and yang of the cosmos.

Flowing Water. Water is considered as the strongest element. It can not be controlled as it comprises the largest percentage in the planet. It destroys even the strongest rock. But it also nourishes the earth and give it life.

Fire Children. I love fire. Although it is considered as the weakest element, it is the only element that gives light. And with light comes heat. It burns.

Over the Horizon. There's a calming effect when one looks from the top. Maybe its what one sees. But maybe, just maybe, the height offers a certain isolation from the world below that cannot be touched.