By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo   I came across a post today complaining that most people on Facebook (FB) refuse to engage in a conversation on Messenger, even when they are “Friends”. I find it curious because I have the impression that most young people find relationships and share intimacies this…

By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo   IT’S not often, but sometimes, I have this uncomfortable feeling that we’re stuck, no matter what we do. I should not even say this, aware that most people expect me to inspire, to say positive things. So, we’re in this space, called limbo, not in…

By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo   I was going to meet Alma Cruz Miclat to watch a Special Concert in memory of Kerima Lorena Tariman, resistance fighter and poet, who perished in an encounter with the 79th Infantry Battalion on 20 August 2021. She was branded by the government as a…

By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo   HE was, an occasional intruder in her thoughts. Whatever happened to him? She found him, in the dragnet of the web, as always, the community of the found, where the real challenge is anonymity. He looked older than she anticipated, different from what she imagined,…

By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo   FALCON had been merciful, it danced past the Philippines and may tango into a super typhoon somewhere else. Together with the Habagat (southwest monsoon), it continued to dump rain, and exacerbated the impact of Egay, the fifth of the predicted 29 named storms to hit…

By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo   I was late, the rains interrupted me, but I made it. I made it to the 80th birthday celebration of a friend, Edicio de la Torre (Ed), the inseparable part of Girlie Villariba. In this event is an offering, a conversation of love, spoken and…

By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo   MORE than we realize, Artificial Intelligence (AI) is woven in our daily life. It is present in all mobile phones, personal computers, in bank transactions and other places where human interaction is present, and where it has replaced the services of humans. In our mobile…

By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo   I remember your nose where every scent is a curiosity traced in the gardens where passion made them flower or foraged from forests cooked in the kitchen by gourmet fairies I remember your eyes where dreams coasted with tears drying with a kiss from the…

By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo    A few years ago, I watched The Net, a film about Angela Bennett (Sandra Bullock) whose identity gets erased by a cabal of shadowy people. She fights, with all her might, to prove that she exists through exhausting, energy-zapping twists and turns. At that time,…

By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo   I should be walking with you, here singing with you I should be … I should be … so many “should bes” that may no longer be so I surrender you to the soil again and again you, in each seed in each cutting watch…