I asked my brother about this picture just a few moments ago. Yes, I have a brother. For that matter, I have 3 brothers: one older brother and two younger brothers. But, enough about that. As I was saying, I asked my younger brother about this picture some time ago.
The conversation went this way:
me: This is a picture of what?
brother: Sunrise.
me: From where?
brother: Eh... I dunno. Africa?
Interesting thought. You see, I did not rip this picture off the web. This is not a picture of a sunrise at Africa. After all, I was the one who took this picture and I've never been to Africa. Although, I do plan to go there some time in the future; mostly likely as a member of an NGO like Red Cross.
I took this picture last October 24, 2010 from my parents' bedroom window. It was not taken in Africa. It was not taken in some exotic jungle or whatnot. No. It was a picture I took from my home in the Philippines. Early that morning as the sun began to rise, I decided I would go get my mother's CANON Power Shot A480 and take a picture of the sunrise. What came out was this beautiful picture you now see here. And I find it to be one of the most fascinating pictures I've taken yet.
However, this is not just a picture. This is a part of my reality. My reality of the world can be summed up into three categories: magically beautiful, unavoidably violent, and extremely confounding.
This is the first chapter, and here I wish to bring to your eyes the part of my reality that I perceive to be magically beautiful. It may not be as wonderful or enchanting to you as it is to me. After all, how we perceive reality differs. However, I will not allow that to stop me from trying to show you just how beautiful reality, life, existence can be.
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