naur bc i tried to watch a lighthearted sitcom to make me feel better ang nangyare lang na trigger lahat ng trauma ko because i will never have that kind of life
punong puno ako ng angst and negativity. i hate everything. i find myself developing mean thoughts to everyone and everything i see while scrolling on social media. i hate myself.
people will stop supporting you the moment they realize they cant control you anymore, here's my asshole kainin niyo
and what of western art? why would the Filipino people appreciate art that does not reflect their own conditions and identity? but this is not to say that the masses are not artistic. there is skill in the slums and in the ricefields. there is art in the factories and schools.
can you expect a population that's barely even literate to appreciate the classics? how can the masses appreciate arts when museums/concerts/exhibits are only accessible to few? how can the masses appreciate the arts when they're too busy trying not to starve or get killed?
skl thread lang i grew up in a household that appreciates the arts. we'd listen to musical theatre, and my grandparents would take me to symphony orchaestra concerts when i was small. my mother herself sang. we have an extensive library at home. i thought this was normal.