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It’s Not That Day – Remembering my Mother

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It’s not That Day

I wake up every morning
with images of you
walking to and fro
listening to the classic
singing along with the tune
hearing your voice with the music

I see you in the kitchen
cooking eggs and fried rice
waving, flipping the spatula
telling me to wait a while
preparing the breakfast
with all genuine smile

I miss these mornings
when i wake up to the aroma
of good food and classic tune
knowing it’s a beautiful day
with you around… with us.
Yet today is not that day…

Madness, as you know is like gravity. All it takes is a little push
Madness as you know is like gravity. All it takes is a little push.
Madness as you know is like gravity. All it takes is a little push.


Madness, as you know is like gravity. All it takes is a little push…

A quote from Heath Ledger’s Joker portrayal… It screams in my head like a broken record…

It’s my lullaby…

Once in a while, we should play along with our insanity… It reveals our true nature as a human being.

What is life without a little chaos, without a little indifference?

There will be times in your life that you will encounter so much harsh impediments that you would just want to quit… that you just want to hang yourself… slash your wrist or drink a bottle of poison… a tempting solution to escape the noise and dwell in the world of serenity… a walk in the cloud of lifelessness…

Madness as you know is like gravity. All it takes is a little push.
Madness as you know is like gravity. All it takes is a little push.

I know… I’ve been there… many times as far as I remember… and I won’t be a hypocrite to tell you not to feel it or entertain that notion. We all have our issues… we all dance in different tunes and different ballrooms…

But I like madness… I love the noise… I live in chaos… My head feels balanced when there’s a bit of disarray warping around my brain… Peace is a dream for others… It’s a nightmare for me…

The ghosts in my mind keeps me awake, alive and in tune with reality… but it makes me less human and that’s perfect for someone like me…

Madness as you know is like gravity. All it takes is a little push.
Madness as you know is like gravity. All it takes is a little push.

I’ve been pushed so many times at the edge of madness… and like gravity… I don’t deal with it… I live with it…

There’s more here…

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Nothing is more Foul than the Devil – The Irregulars
Nothing is more foul than the devil - The Irregulars - Plague Doctor
Nothing is more foul than the devil – The Irregulars – Plague Doctor

And I get to draw a Plague Doctor, using my Faber Castell and Artline Pens. Shaded with Koi brush pens.

i am always intrigued by the image of Plague Doctors. They were always a symbol of horror instead of healers. I always see them in scary flicks. My latest encounter with this is in The Irregulars, a supernatural series, pretty well done. I’ll be covering a review here soon. One quote though that really stuck with me is this:

Nothing is more foul than the devil…

The Irregulars

What is a Plague Doctor?

A plague doctor was a physician who treated victims of the bubonic plague during epidemics. These physicians were hired by cities to treat infected patients regardless of income, especially the poor that could not afford to pay. Plague doctors are often depicted in Halloween costumes and seen as a symbol of death and disease.

Plague doctors had a mixed reputation, with some citizens seeing their presence as a warning to leave the area. Some plague doctors were said to charge patients and their families additional fees for special treatments or false cures. In many cases these “doctors” were not experienced physicians or surgeons; instead, being volunteers, second-rate doctors, or young doctors just starting a career. In one case, a plague doctor was a fruit salesman before his employment as a physician. Plague doctors rarely cured patients; instead serving to record death tolls and the number of infected people for demographic purposes.

In France and the Netherlands, plague doctors often lacked medical training and were referred to as “empirics.” Plague doctors were known as municipal or “community plague doctors”, whereas “general practitioners” were separate doctors and both might be in the same European city or town at the same time.

Origin of the Plague Doctors

According to Michel Tibayrenc’s Encyclopedia of Infectious Diseases, the first mention of the iconic plague doctor is found during the 1619 plague outbreak in Paris, in the written work of royal physician Charles de Lorme, serving King Louis XIII of France at the time. After De Lorme, German engraver Gerhart Altzenbach published a famous illustration in 1656, which publisher Paulus Fürst’s iconic Doctor Schnabel von Rom is based upon. In this satirical work Fürst describes how the doctor does nothing but terrify people and take money from the dead and dying.

The city of Orvieto hired Matteo fu Angelo in 1348 for four times the normal rate of a doctor of 50-florin per year. Pope Clement VI hired several extra plague doctors during the Black Death plague to tend to the sick people of Avignon. Of 18 doctors in Venice, only one was left by 1348: five had died of the plague, and 12 were missing and may have fled.

What’s with the Creepy Outfit?

Some plague doctors wore a special costume consisting of an ankle-length overcoat and a bird-like beak mask, often filled with sweet or strong-smelling substances (commonly lavender), along with gloves, boots, a wide-brimmed hat, and an outer over-clothing garment. However, the costume was not worn by all medieval and early modern physicians studying and treating plague patients.

The typical mask had glass openings for the eyes and a curved beak shaped like a bird’s beak with straps that held the beak in front of the doctor’s nose. The mask had two small nose holes and was a type of respirator which contained aromatic items. The beak could hold dried flowers (including roses and carnations), herbs (including lavender and peppermint), camphor, or a vinegar sponge, as well as juniper berry, ambergris, cloves, labdanum, myrrh, and storax. The purpose of the mask was to keep away bad smells, known as miasma, which were thought to be the principal cause of the disease. Doctors believed the herbs would counter the “evil” smells of the plague and prevent them from becoming infected.

The wide-brimmed leather hat indicated their profession, and they used wooden canes in order to point out areas needing attention and to examine patients without touching them. The canes were also used to keep people away, to remove clothing from plague victims without having to touch them, and to take a patient’s pulse.

And there is a Contract for being a Plague doctor

A plague doctor’s contract was an agreement between a town’s administrators and a doctor to treat bubonic plague patients. These contracts are present in European city archives. Their contractual responsibility was to treat plague patients, and no other type of patient, to prevent spreading the disease to the uninfected. A plague doctor had to serve a long quarantine after seeing a plague patient. The doctor was regarded as a “contact” who by agreement had to live in isolation to be quarantined.

The Plague Doctor - Poetic Dustbin
The Plague Doctor – Poetic Dustbin

Easter Leftovers…


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We all celebrate Easter Sunday in different ways… Some more cultural, some more traditional.

And some usually in the western part, they have associated this holiday with Easter bunnies and Easter eggs…

But for Catholics, Easter Sunday is the celebration of Jesus Christ’s resurrection. It symbolizes a new dawn of hope and change.

I do respect that. Here at our barangay in QC, during the 90’s and early 2000’s, Easter Sunday is our Fiesta. We put up “Banderitas” and decorate our streets. We start the day with “Salubong” where the relics of “Nazareno” and the “Virgin Mary” would meet after a short pilgrimage around our barangay followed by a Mass. People also cook a lot of food since it’s Fiesta. In the afternoon, we put up games for kids which they always look forward too. It was awesome celebrating Easter back then.

But now… well… Covid silenced joy during Easter. The streets are empty and it’s just that.

Life isn’t supposed to be painless.

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Life isn’t supposed to be painless. Joy and suffering dance together long into the night. – Sherlock Holmes, The Irregulars

We shouldn’t be afraid to live out of our comfort zone. It teaches us the real meaning of life. It gives us the chance to see it in a different perspective. and we get to understand other people’s lives.

We shouldn’t be afraid to feel pain or to experience being hurt. It helps us appreciate happiness and joy in a different level.

Life is a vast combination of different colors, a variety of branching choices.

Bat out of the Window… Another take on Batman…


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I’m a huge fan of the DC Universe. I love Batman and the Joker. These are my two favorite characters. So if you check out my instagram @poeticdustbin, you’ll find a lot of fanarts for them.

This one’s the latest… Just a piece of my thought and my take on the Batman.

My Grief Takes Me to a Darker Place…
Demon - Poetic Dustbin
Demon – Poetic Dustbin

My grief takes me to a darker place where I feel a surmountable amount of negative energies. Demons whispering in my ears taking different forms inside my head. I am one with you as always, I will deliver your thoughts and embody the wickedness through my hands, through my artwork, through the ink that scratches the very surface of every corrupt being that kisses hypocrisy and false faith. . . . . . . .

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MTG Arena Original Deck – Standard Kaldheim – Mono Red Aggro with Goldspan Dragon

Mono Red… this deck… is simple enough to use… cast your creatures and attack… Kill any threats… then attack and attack till you kill your opponents … if ever he doesn’t kill you first.. hehehe… Goldspan Dragon workds pretty well with Unleash Fury… believe me!


4x – Fervent Champion
4x – Robber of the Rich
4x – BoneCrusher Giant
4x – Phoenix of Ash
4x – Goldspan Dragon

4x – Frost Bite
3x – Infuriate
4x – Scorching Dragonfire
3x – Unleash Fury
2x – Embercleave

4x – Spikefield Hazard/ Red
1x – Castle Embereth
1x – Crawling Barrens
1x – Faceless Haven
17x – Snow-Covered Mountain

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In time

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On a cobweb afternoon
In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confess
I was lost in the pages
Of a book full of death
Reading how we’ll die alone
And if we’re good, we’ll lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go

In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I’ll wait for you there
Like a stone
I’ll wait for you there

On my deathbed I will pray
To the gods and the angels
Like a pagan to anyone
Who will take me to heaven
To a place I recall
I was there so long ago
The sky was bruised
The wine was bled
And there you led me on

In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I’ll wait for you there
Like a stone
I’ll wait for you there
Alone Alone

And on I read
Until the day was gone
And I sat in regret
Of all the things I’ve done
For all that I’ve blessed
And all that I’ve wronged
In dreams until my death
I will wander on

In your house I long to be
Room by room patiently
I’ll wait for you there
Like a stone
I’ll wait for you there

Alone Alone

Like a Stone – AudioSlave

I can see that things are getting outta hand. Arrgh.

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