#hanan sidapa

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Knowledge never sleeps

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Sa Mata ni Sidapa

ni Justin Minoru Leachon Luna

24-Aug-15

"Ako lamang ang tunay na gabay sa hanay—lahat ay pawang diyos-diyosang likha lamang upang maikubli ang pighati pati pait-pait ng katotohanan." tinuran ni Sidapa—tanging tinuran niya habang ako ay naka-upo sa kan'yang harapan. Ngunit nagbago ang lahat matapos kong itanong kung paano niya ito nasabi. Nagbago ang lahat matapos niyang kantahin ang sagot sa aking katanungan.

"Ako lamang ang tunay sa buhay na bigay—ang gabay; ang malay; ang silay sa kulay ng buhay, 'to'y alay ko nawa'y ika'y—mata'y mamulat, iyong damhin at ako'y kilalanin bilang salamin ng buhay ang tunay na diyos—ang katotohanan." kanta ni Sidapa kaagapay ang boses niyang sadyang kay lamig, tila ba isang panaghoy na sinundan pa nito:

"Nawari ni Mayari ang nais ni Bathala.

Bitbit ang Bagong Buwan para sa kalangitan,

dala niya'y bagong buhay—ang umpisa ng buhay.

Ito'y wala pang kulay, wala pang kaalaman,

ang umpisa ng kulay—nasa sinapupunan,

sinapupunan na para rito ay kanlungan.

Isang binhi sa lupa... lupa—mayamang lupa,

isang binhi na sa kalauna'y tutubo na,

maglalakbay na buhay magmumula sa hukay,

ang regalo na buhay—susulyap sa bintana,

bintana na bukas—isang sulyap sa tadhana,

isang buhay na sadyang hawak ko ang tadhana.

At sa kan'yang pag-usbong, susunod ay pagyabong—

sa dala ni Hanan na bagong umaga't kulay,

maghahabol sa sinag—s'ya'y gutom sa liwanag.

Ihahain sa hapag ang liwanag at gabay—

ni Apolaki na Araw na magiging gabay—

sa kan'yang paglago at pundasyon sa pagtibay.

Hinati ni Mayari sa tig-kapat na yari—

ang Buwan bilang buhay na may kinakatawan.

Dito na nag-umpisa ang tunay na umpisa,

ang iba't-ibang paksa-paksa ng katuparan,

ang iba't-ibang paksa na naging katunayan,

katunayang hinati sa apat na larawan.

Sa isang isang-kapat na gasuklay natapat,

ang puntong pag-usbong, pagtubo at pagyabong n'ya,

Unang Gasuklay—Buwan na mula sa kawalan,

kawalan—Bagong Buwan—kadiliman sa tant'ya,

sa malayong distansya ay makikita mo s'ya,

ang distansyang lalakbayin na may importansya.

Ang dalisay na agos ng buhay na may gapos,

gapos ng hangin na dalisay na umiihip,

kasama na ang ulan na pumapatak minsan,

tubig upang maibsan ang uhaw na kalakip—

ng paglalakbay na animo ay tahing lilip;

ito ang alay ni Anitun Tabu na sagip.

Dumating na ang punto kung sa'n ito'y eksakto,

ang pinakamataas na antas ng liwanag,

Kabilugan ng Buwan—ang estado kung saan—

lahat ng karanasan nito'y may paliwanag.

Sa pagbuka ng bulaklak na sadyang panatag,

namumukadkad na ang mga kulay at liwanag.

Kagandahan na dala—binabandera tila,

simbolo ng tagumpay sa mga pinagdaanan,

simbolo s'ya ng buhay—maraming nakatunghay,

mula pagsibol niya'y ukit na ang daanan,

ang mga paru-paro ngayon ay nagliliparan,

mahalikan lang ang talulot ng kagandahan.

Ngunit siya'y pinitas—katapusan ng landas,

ini-alay s'ya kay Maganda bilang regalo,

simbolo ng pag-ibig—siya'y kaibig-ibig,

bulaklak ng pag-ibig na 'sing pula ng dugo,

naglalagablab na pula ang laman ng puso,

matingkad—pula na emosyon—dama ng puso.

Palapit na ang Buwan do'n sa huling pagsagwan,

nag-umpisa na... nalalanta na ang talulot,

mula sa kulay pula ito ay tila lila,

kasabay ng kandila—bumitaw ang talulot,

nauupos na kandila patungo sa limot;

buhay ay nalalanta katulad ng talulot.

Ang apat na mukha ng Buwan—parang buhay lang,

isang ikot mula umpisa hanggang mawala,

simula pagsibol n'ya, hanggang mamukadkad s'ya,

lahat nama'y pantasya, lahat ay mawawala,

dilim—liwanag na unti-unting nawawala—

hanggang sa tuluyang lamunin ni Bakunawa.

Wala nang matitira, tanging ang aking obra,

kadiliman, kalungkutan, at ang kamatayan,

wala nang matitira wala 'kong ititira,

dadalhin ko lahat sa landas ng kamatayan,

tanging kamatayan sa landas ng kamatayan,

ang 'di maiiwasang landas ng kamatayan.

Ako si Sidapa, lahat ay haharap sa akin sa huli, lahat ng bagay ay walang katuturan at kahulugan, tandaan mo 'yan, kamatayan lamang ang nag-iisang totoo, balang araw, ikaw ay mamamatay, sisikat ang pulang Araw, uulan ng luha ng pighati, ang buhay at kasiyahan ay maskara lamang ng tunay na kulay—ang kulay ng kamatayan, lahat ay mamamatay, kahit ang mundo na ito o kahit ang mga tala, walang kahulugan ang lahat maliban sa kamatayan; sa simboryo... sa saliw ng agunyas, ika'y kakantahan ko at kanta ko lamang ang aalingawngaw, lahat ay magbabalik sa hukay kung saan lahat ay nararapat, hayaan mo at makakalimutan ka rin, ang mga alaala mo, ang memorya; lahat ng tungkol sa'yo ay walang kahulugan sa oras na mamatay na rin sila na mga nakakakilala sa'yo, lahat ay magbabalik sa abo, lahat ay malilimutan, lahat ay mawawala, lahat ng konsepto ay gawa-gawa lamang, kahit ang mga diyos o ang buhay matapos ang kamatayan, tumayo ka na riyan, ika'y aking dadalhin sa kawalan—sa landas ng kamatayan, ang tanging katotohanan—ang katotohanan sa likod ng kamatayan—ang katotohanan—kamatayan; ang aking panaghoy, ang awit para sa lahat ng bagay na sa huli ay mamamatay rin naman, hindi totoo na walang walang-hanggan, dahil ang kawalan ay walang-hanggan, sa aking mata lahat ay pantay-pantay."

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Rise of the First - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Sidapa and Libulan

              Sidapa was used to death, but that doesn’t mean he liked it. He felt the sadness by the people, felt the regrets of the dead and the unfulfilled wishes of the mortals that died too young and too early.

               He looked up at the night sky and was enamored by the beautiful moon and its ethereal moonlight. Sidapa felt a calming smile come upon his face. When he closed his eyes, he can almost feel a soft hand brush against his cheek but when he opened them again, he saw no one and only heard a soft giggling that struck his heart above him. Sidapa’s face grew red and shook his head and finished preparing the dead for the burial ritual.

He did not notice the moon glowing brighter ever so slightly.

Up above the skies, Haliya was shaking her head at her little brother’s antics.

“Bulan! Do not tease the poor man! Have you not seen the devastation he is witnessing because of that witch Bakunawa?”

Libulan, ceased his giggling and pouted, feeling a twinge of guilt.

“I am sorry dear sister, I did not mean to tease”

Haliya sighed and stroked Libulan’s cheek. “Dear brother, you are young, you must learn compassion for other people. Their feelings are important”

Libulan leaned against her hand and kissed it, “I am not that young! I’m only a couple hundred years younger than you! But…Yes, my sister, I shall be more compassionate and loving” He looked up at her sister and frowned at the golden mask that adorned her face. “Sister? Why must you cover your face? You are the moonlight! Beautiful and ethereal, surely your people will give you more offerings if you take it off”

        Hilaya smiled underneath her mask and took it off slightly, only showing a side of her face. Libulan suddenly felt a wave of calm and love.

“Brother, beauty is not important. One must also have strength to face the harshness of the world and that is what I give my worshippers. Strength to pursue on what they believe in, never relying on one thing that can fade away with time”

Hilaya placed the mask back on her face and straightened up. “Come, our dear sister, Hanan, told me about this wonderful lake that is secluded from the mortals. We can wash ourselves there”

Libulan blinked and shook his head, shaking away the magic that was brought upon seeing the beauty.

“Oh! Wonderful, I was feeling a bit dirty” Libulan grinned and floated down to earth with Hilaya

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         Sidapa finally finished with the bodies, he thanked the mortals for their help and he disappeared into the shadows for a small break before returning to his mountain.

          He found a small covered spot near a waterfall and he sat down behind a boulder to relax and listen to the water fall to the lake and watch the water stream down into the sea.

          Suddenly, he hears a twinkling sound come from above and a sudden splash jolted his eyes open. He unsheathed his machete and crept slowly beside the boulder, ready for any attack but what he saw made him drop his weapon for what he was the most beautiful sight he was honoured to see.

           Hilaya and Libulan, emerging from the lake, the water dripping from their bodies like crystals shining underneath the moonlight.

          Sidapa was awestruck, everything felt like it was in slow motion but he was even more so when he heard the moon god laugh, the same giggle he heard back then. He smiled, letting out a sigh as he watched them. And so, it became like this for many nights. Sidapa would sneak from his mountain and watch, slowly falling in love with the moon god. He made his presence known multiple times in the forms of the flowers he grew. The perfumes so sweet smelling that it reached the heavens for Libulan. He played melodies of his love and sang them to the moon and stars.

           All the while, Libulan was in awe at how bold this god is. He accepted the flowers and made a hybrid called, moon lilies. He hummed along with the tune of the love songs and when they finally met, it was at the same spot where Sidapa felt his love for the boy-god flourish.

           Hilaya was looking on at her little brother and was happy with their love, when Hanan, the goddess of the Dawn and Evening stars appeared, looking frazzled.

“Sister! Libulan is in danger! As I was rising to bring in the new dawn, I heard Bakunawa planning to do something terrible to him! Oh, sister what do we do?” Hanan was wringing her hands and twisting her bracelets worriedly as Hilaya donned her mask and sword, The Kampilan.

No one dared cross paths with an enraged Hilaya, the goddess masked warrior. No one threatens to hurt their family and lives to tell the tale.

Hilaya raced down to earth.

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              Bakunawa was enraged. Being abandoned by the mortals because of the many accidental deaths due to her flooding, made her heart turn black and cold. It made her feel unloved and unwanted but when she saw Libulan bathe in her lake, she too fell in love with the god.

              It wasn’t fair! He bathed in her waters, felt his comeliness and charm and now he doesn’t even notice her? Sidapa wasn’t the only person to make gifts for the fair Libulan. Bakunawa made the secluded lake shine to match his moonlit beauty, made the fish that Libulan played with sparkle a multitude of colours to keep him entertained and warned the savage mermaids to play gently with the moon god but did Libulan notice? Of course, he didn’t, he was too busy with Sidapa! It wasn’t fair! Sidapa has the advantage of being high up in the mountains and be closer to the moon while Bakunawa was stuck down in the sea.

If she can’t have Libulan then Sidapa can’t have him either!

             With this in thought, Bakunawa emerged from her underwater cave and swam up, her body slowly turning into that of a monster

[lllegirl]

     honestly greek & roman mythology/gods/goddesses/deities are cool and all, but have some gods / goddesses / deities from the Philippines.      of course, when planning on having a muse based on one of them, or for more, please check out either the wikipedia, this site, or even this tumblr tag as there is a lot of detail to it, as well as what islands, etc. they are from.

Agemem  Co-creatrix of the sun, moon, earth and stars, wife of tadaklan

Agui God of fire; brother of Agwe

Agwe God of waters

Amanikable ill-tempered God of the sea

Amihan North wind

Anitan Guardian of lightning

Anagolay Goddess of lost things and the only offspring of Lakapati and Mapulon. She was married to Dumakulem.

Anitun Tabu fickle-minded Goddess of wind and rain. She was the daughter of Idiyanale and Dimangan and the sister of Dumakulem.

Apo Laki God the sun, lord of war

Aspene The shell Goddess

Bagobo God of war

Bakonawa Lizard God; ruler of the underworld

Bathala Maykapal Supreme god of the ancient Tagalogs, the creator.

Bathla Sky God, later known as Bathala

Bayoa God of facts

Dal'lang Goddess of beauty

Daraga A volcano Goddess

Dayea Goddess of secrets

Deltise God of Mambabarangs

Detinos God of evil; enemy of Bathla

Dimangan God of good harvest

Diyan Masalanta Goddess of love, conception and childbirth, protector of lovers. She was the daughter of Anagolay and Dumakulem and youngest of all the deities.

Dihas Goddess of medicinal herbs

Dumakulem strong, agile Guardian of mountains and the son of Idiyanale and Dimangan. His sister was Anitun Tabu. He later married Anagolay.

Habagat God of winds

Haik God of the sea

Halmista God of magic; highest of all the Magical Gods

Hanan Goddess of the morning, sister of Mayari and Tala, one of the three daughters of Bathala by a mortal woman.

Haspe King of the Tamaos

Hukluban Goddess of death

Ideale Goddess of harvest

Idiyanale Goddess of agriculture and husbandry, married dimangan

Ikapati / Lakapati Goddess of fields, fertility, and lands, married Mapulon

Kalinga God of thunder

Kan-Laon Ancient Visayan god, king of time.

Kidul God of earthquakes

Kilubansa God of healing; father of Dihas

Kuntalapa Goddess of childbirth

Lalahon Goddess of fire, volcanoes, and harvest

Laho Dragon God who causes eclipses

Luna God of the moon

Mangaragan Goddess of war

Manggagaway Goddess of sickness

Mangkukulam God of fire

Manisilat God of broken homes

Mankukuktod God of coconut trees

Maria Makiling Protector of Mt. Makiling.

Martes Prince of pain and war; the son of Bagobo

Mapulon God of seasons

Mayari/Bulan Lunar goddess, one of the three daughters of Bathala by a mortal woman, was the most charming of all the goddesses. She had two sisters, Tala and Hanan.

Oghep God of mountains and hills

Pamahres God of knowledge

Pasipo God of music

Pughe King of the Duwendes of the North

Punho God of trees

S'dop Goddess of gold

Sehana Goddess of love

Sidapa Kind and caring God of Death

Siginaguran God of hell

Sirenha Goddess of fishes

Sitan God of afterlife and the underworld

Sol God of the sun

Somilge Goddess of Magick, Queen of Witchery

Tala Goddess of the stars, sister of Mayari and Hanan and one of the three daughters of Bathala by a mortal woman.

Uwanin Sana God of forests

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Also the the text is in filipino so here

Bathala - aka: Abba (Almighty Father)

Idianali - Abba's helper, married to Dumangan

Dian Masalanta - TLC(Tender love and care) incarnation, was punished to become mortal for loving a mortal, was actually thankful for the punishment

Anitun Tabu - highest ranking deity, was ranked down due to being boastful

Libulan - my gei boi, his suitor, the god of death, aka. Sidapa said that it doesn't matter of he's a guy.

Sidapa - the one behind Libulan, has huge crush on Libulan.

Dumangan - God of harvest, doesn't have much with personality, married to Idianali

Amihan - part of the three original deities, first would be Bathala, next is Aman Sinaya, then Amihan, in a folktale, Amihan tricked Bathala and Aman Sinaya into fighting so that land could be formed around the endless sea and that is how Philippines was formed(folk tale)

Aman Sinaya - Big dick energy, always bitching about Bathala

Apolaki - many stories suggest he's a demi-god so his origins is unknown

Tala - direct translation to Filipino would be 'stars'

Mayari - Apolaki's sibling, goddess of moon

Hanan - goddes of the morning

I, a Filipino is so enamored with other mythologies, then recently I found out about my own country’s mythology, because during elementary school we were only taught about Bathala, (coz he’s usually the one featured in most folktales in my country lol)

Also I’m very suprised that our mythology had a patron god of homosexuality

This aren’t the only deities, there’s a lot more but not mucb info is available

Not mine btw. The sauce for the images is missing when I found them so fuck

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Spent most of Labor Day weekend dressing up my catgirl, Hanan. I made her near the end of EW (along with her sisters, Tala and Mayari) when I was going through some pretty bad burnout.

I'm still figuring out who she is and a lot of her personality. Seeing as I don't have a canon WoL yet (both Yrja and Kotone are non-wols and are featured in my friend's wolverse) she might fill in that spot as I go through msq. We'll see!

in the meantime, gaze upon her cuteness.

[kurinhimenezu]

Rise of the First - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Bathala, Ulilang Kaluluwa and Bakunawa

         A long time ago, when time was of no importance, there were two gods in the world. Bathala, the all-mighty, Ulilang Kaluluwa, meaning the orphaned spirit, a god who prefers to be in the form of a winged serpent who lives in the clouds. The two gods do not know each other.

         Bathala was feeling lonely in the centuries of his solitude. He started to create his people, mortals that would wander the land and live amongst the evergreen that already existed. Animals that would protect them from the elements and the sun to keep them warm during the day and the moon to light the night. Bathala thought that he would need help in protecting the life that he has created so he created multiple deities as well.

The main ones are:

Hanan, the goddess of the Dawn and the Evening Stars

Haliya, the masked goddess of strength and moonlight. She and her brother, Libulan, is said to be the most beautiful moon deities.

Libulan, the boy-god, protector of the moon; He was said to be so beautiful that he can tame the vicious mermaids, Magindaras, to submission

Sidapa, the god of life and death, for where there is life there must be death to form balance. He resides on a mountain, where the gateway for the underworld is located

And with them, Bathala no longer felt alone in the cold universe.

            Ulilang Kaluluwa, upon learning of Bathala’s existence and at what he had done, grew angry. How dare this ingrate create life without his permission? Was He not important enough to have his input? He can create life as well! He, the powerful Ulilang Kaluluwa, ruler of the skies and clouds, The One who creates frightening storms and hurricanes.

To prove his point, he created Bakunawa, a beautiful and powerful witch and made her the goddess of the sea.

But Bathala did not notice. The All-mighty was too busy basking in his happiness, playing with his children and granting his people blessings when they give offerings to his altar.

           Ulilang grew angrier, and challenged Bathala to a fight of strength. The one who wins gets to rule the universe.

           After three days and three nights, Bathala emerged victorious. Ulilang Kalululwa was slain. Bakunawa saddened by her father’s death, asked Bathala to give her the body so that she may turn him into rain clouds. At least then her father can contribute the life that the all-mighty created.

           Bathala agreed, saying that it fits Ulilang’s personality perfectly. He wanted to create life and so he shall by spreading life-giving water to thirsty evergreens and help the flowers bloom.

And so, it was done.

            When the night fell, the sea grew dark and menacing. Bakunawa was in turmoil of her father’s demise. The mortals were in danger of being swept away, to protect themselves they hid in caves high above the ground but not before the causalities.

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         Sidapa came above from the Underworld and collected the souls for proper burials.  

            Many suns and moons have passed and Bakunawa has calmed down enough for the mortals to come back to their land.

The people saddened by the death of so many of their brethren grew disdain for the sea goddess and turned away from her. They helped Sidapa in collecting the bodies and burning as per their ritual to give their earthen bodies back to Bathala.