*Note this story is in Chabacano/ Chavacano Caviteño

El futuro guarda mucho caminos contodo ta busca, pero tiene ta existe seres capaces de vislumbrar el flujo eterno de la existencia. En su mirada baila lo infinito, las innumerables el mana posibilidad si cosa el puede, si cosa de pude, y si cosa el debe.

Uno no pudi evita pregunta si el futuro es niso prisión. La verdadera y precisa comprensió del futuro implica que existe un existencia asegurada de un futuro. Si este el caso, entonces todo las almas está atadas baila sin sentido de la vida. Si cosa de pasa, de pasa. El destino es el verdadero amo del universo.

Tiene naman otro que ta habla el futuro como un río ramificado. El cada acción ta abre un sinfín de nuevo posibilidad na ta multiplica hasta el infinito. El mana opciones esti, ta crea futuros incontables, un arroyo serpenteante de futuros podría ser y solo llega existe si justo opciones que ya saca, posibilidad infinito que ta extiende hacia lo desconocido.

El más miedo futuro de todos es aquel que no ta existe. El pasado, el presente y el futuro pudi realmente para con niso, pero depende únicamente na punto de vista de niso. La realidad ordena a través de un infinito, un en el grupos de tiempo, espacio y espacio-tiempo ya buta na caos tridimensional.

Si cosa el futuro ta guarda, el uno que ta mira ilos todos nuway opción si no juga su papel. Pudi ser guías haci un eternidad dichosa o simples títeres en el juego cruel de un universo. Pero de cualquier manera, bebe su vino y toca su música.

Ta mira ilo el pasado velo de la eternidad. Solo los necios no de oi el pito del mana ponu.

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English Version

The future holds many paths to those that seek them, yet there are beings that can see into the ebb and flow of eternity. In their gaze dances the infinite, the scores upon scores of possibilities of what can, what will, and what must.

One cannot help but wonder if the future is our prison. True, accurate knowledge of the future implies that there is an assured existence of a future. If this is the case then all souls are bound to the meaningless dance of life. What will happen, will happen. Fate is the true master of the universe.

Then there are those that say the future is a branching river. Each action opens up a host of new possibilities that multiply into infinity. It is through these choices that uncountable futures are made, a winding stream of futures that may be, and will only come into existence if the right choices are made, infinite possibilities stretching into the unknown.

The most frightening future of all is one that doesn’t exist. The past, present and future may be real to us, but that is only dependent on our point of view. Reality is ordered through an infinite, one where clumps of time, space and space-time are thrown into four-dimensional chaos.

Whatever the future holds, those that see have no choice but to play their part. They may be the guide to a blissful eternity, or mere puppets in a cruel universe’s game. But either way they will drink their wine and play their music.

They see past the veil of eternity. Only the foolish would not listen to the whistles in the trees.

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*Chavacano or Chabacano is a group of Spanish-based creole language varieties spoken in the Philippines. The variety spoken in Zamboanga City, located in the southern Philippine island group of Mindanao, has the highest concentration of speakers.  Currently existing varieties are found in Cavite City and Ternate, located in the Cavite province on the island of Luzon. Chavacano is the only Spanish-based creole in Asia.

Written by Karl Gaverza
Translation by Arlene Cortes
Copyright © Karl Gaverza
Translation Copyright © Arlene Cortes

Inspired by the Palasekan description in Creatures of Philippine Lower Mythology. Ramos. 1971.

Palasekan Illustration by Fam Telmo

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The future holds many paths to those that seek them, yet there are beings that can see into the ebb and flow of eternity. In their gaze dances the infinite, the scores upon scores of possibilities of what can, what will, and what must.

One cannot help but wonder if the future is our prison. True, accurate knowledge of the future implies that there is an assured existence of a future. If this is the case then all souls are bound to the meaningless dance of life. What will happen, will happen. Fate is the true master of the universe.

Then there are those that say the future is a branching river. Each action opens up a host of new possibilities that multiply into infinity. It is through these choices that uncountable futures are made, a winding stream of futures that may be, and will only come into existence if the right choices are made, infinite possibilities stretching into the unknown.

The most frightening future of all is one that doesn’t exist. The past, present and future may be real to us, but that is only dependent on our point of view. Reality is ordered through an infinite, one where clumps of time, space and space-time are thrown into four-dimensional chaos.

Whatever the future holds, those that see have no choice but to play their part. They may be the guide to a blissful eternity, or mere puppets in a cruel universe’s game. But either way they will drink their wine and play their music.

They see past the veil of eternity. Only the foolish would not listen to the whistles in the trees.

Written by Karl Gaverza
Copyright © Karl Gaverza

Inspired by the Palasekan description in Creatures of Philippine Lower Mythology. Ramos. 1971.

Palasekan Illustration by Fam Telmo

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