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Ex-Silicon Valley means nothing.

Reading Time: 9 minutes Blind faith in Western “prestige signals” serves exploiters, not nation-builders. I write this article not because I want drama and takedowns. I write this in response to the years of witnessing the overglorification of tech saviors bringing their experience from Stanford to the Manila, more often than not inculcating the worst parts of their Paul Graham-infused thought in a colonized nation that needs healing, not speed and recklessness. Silicon Valley means frontiers and innovation. Google offices on my Facebook feed make Makati towers look like corporate dread; the just as charming and in-reach vision of Richard Hendricks and friends in an overpriced hotspot in somewhere, Palo Alto is far better than the image of being in your parent’s home until your mid-twenties. Silicon Valley is synonymous with the picturesque image of founders in a garage, turning the banal and suffocating into foundations for the next Big Tech giant. ABC is to FAANG, execution is everything, and it’s a time to build. It is everything that the Philippines is not: all the taciturn bureaucrats turned into …

Observance

Reading Time: 3 minutes At three, the process of deificationthen came known to me.  Jade, like the ancient devices, are foreign objectsto all men. With an abdomen pressed, exposednext to the king who had braced the mountains,my marrow spills to a world far untouched–– the reign of the gods far from gone. Then,a Director rushed into Qingce. Elders say the waterwheel and eastern windscross one another ceaselessly. On the cliffside–– the beast touches springwater. A soldier laid restis left roses. Like everything in this land, it too,is a secret. No one heard a sound when adenmother gave her body to the seas. And Qingce dew exhausts the air, pleasure-bargestread past. Her shoes pressed clean like deer hoofon the long-forgotten streambed. Foreign object touched by the hoarfrostof the night presses red on my grandfather’sbare face. I will later know all the secretsof this world. *  When you taught me the requiem, I couldbarely count to six. The sound of kindling, or of ember, for something so intangiblecame from rock and promise. I learned blood is blood. Man begs to live …

Humanity & Divinity: A Hu Tao Character Analysis

Reading Time: 36 minutes Live in life, die in death. Hu Tao is a young lady who constantly walks the line between life and death. She has seen the realm of the spirits, the plague of mortality and the consequences of class and strife along Liyue’s streets, and the work of gods and the eternal. She knows her consultant is potentially an adeptus or archon, is incredibly perceptive and ingenious, and one of the richest characters we have that more closely connect the underlying themes of human mortality under a world ruled by warring divinity. March 1, 2021: We’re a day away from the Hu Tao banner! I’m so, so grateful to anyone reading this analysis (or the version on Khaenri’ah). Being able to spread the word on Hu Tao and help people fall in love with her a bit more has been insanely gratifying. I’ll be updating this analysis once I record and play through her story quest (though I did read the datamined lines and play some of the voicelines), and will be streaming it on my …