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An Actor–Network Theory Interpretation of Organizational Redesign
Ateneo de Davao University is entering a crossroads when its mission must meet the complexity of its context. The demands we face, educational, social, cultural, environmental, require more than incremental adjustments. They require a fundamental strengthening of the relationships that allow the University to think, act, and serve as one. This is the purpose of Continue reading
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Fortiores 2030: A Design Anthropology Reflection on a Spiritual and Synodal Planning Process
Design Anthropology begins from a simple assertion shared by scholars such as Wendy Gunn, Ton Otto, and Anne Marie Kristensen: design is not only the creation of things but the shaping of human futures. It is a cultural process, a way communities collectively imagine possibilities, negotiate meanings, and embed their values into systems that guide Continue reading
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Felisa
Nanay had been many women in her lifetime. She was Felisa, the lovechild of Felix Alejada and Luisa de Castro born in difficult times. She was Corazon, the sickly child who was dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus to spare her from recurring illnesses. She never told us much about her childhood, as if Continue reading
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May tsismis
may nagwika at pumuna. isang simpleng wika. sakto ang puna sa sukat, may lansa ang tangka at walang lunas sa tama. walang malay ang hininga na hinugot-binuga walang takot ang taong nanggapi. may gitling na napukol ang magiting na puna. diin at rarok ang dama. walang malay ang pansin, walang alam ang puna, walang dudang Continue reading
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Urban Decay
in mockery of time, the old pillars sang: how even the pigeons refuse to perch on their arms. how even the sun refuse to linger on their skins. how long is this unseen hall? how deep is this wound? run away! maybe the hammers offer more. maybe city lights will listen, or in darkened alleys Continue reading
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Listen children to the story of Maglume, she of the fireflies.
Listen children to the story of Maglume, she of the fireflies. Listen with your heart for this is the story of our tribe. It was a time the oldest storytellers call the age of dreams When neither sadness nor death was part of life And the land was fresh from the dream of Bathala. In Continue reading
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this room, this continent
wearing nothing but your sins and a litany of regrets around your neck, a droning murmur of hearts fills the night – a kiss breaks the silence of skin to skin. in the dense dark of this room, shadows meet shadows: touching flesh, stitching sins, weaving a blanket of guilt. trembling hand touches trembling heart Continue reading
Being Here, Now. 