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Reblogged from mlq3, Posted by lopeziana.
lopeziana: Holy Week Feature: Religious Communities and their Seals circa 1847The religious administration of the Philippine Islands is divided into the Archbishopric of Manila and three Bishoprics. The Archbishopric of Manila is composed of the provinces of Tondo, Bulacan, Pampanga, Bataan, Zambales, Nueva Ecija, Laguna, Batangas, Cavite, and Mindoro with a total of 167 parishes of which 101 are served by regular priests and 66 by secular priests. The bishopric of Nueva Segovia, whose seat is in Vigan, is composed of the provinces of Cagayan, Nueva Vizcaya, Pangasinan, Ilocos Sur, Ilocos Norte, Abra and the Batanes islands, with 98 parishes served by 77 regular and 21 secular priests. The bishopric of Nueva Caceres whose seat is in the city of Nueva Caceres is in the province of Camarines Sur. It is composed of Camarines Sur, Camarines Norte, Albay, Tayabas and the military commands of the islands of Masbate and Ticao, with 81 parishes served by 35 regular and 46 secular priests. The bishopric of Cebu, whose seat is in the city of the same name, is composed of the province of Cebu, the island of Negros, Leyte, Zamar, Capiz, Iloilo, Antique, Misamis, Caraga, Calamianes, Zamboanga and the Marianas Islands, with 156 parishes served by 94 regular and 62 secular priests.Aside from the secular clergy who serve in the cathedrals, there are also those from 5 convents in Manila. These are the Dominicans, the Franciscans, the Recollects, the Augustinians and San Juan de Dios, whose costumes are shown in the drawing. The members of the first four orders administer to all provinces through the town parishes in the same manner that the secular priests serve those that have been assigned to them. All have some number of secular assistants, depending on the number of the families in the town. The priests of the San Juan de Dios are dedicated solely to service in the hospital established in their convent in Manila. Each of these orders has a seminary in Spain, from where young priests come to replace those who die. They are assigned to parishes after completing their studies and learning the language of the province where they are to be assigned. All the regular and secular clergy of the Philippines receive stipends from the State. There are parishes that are very productive because of the size of their population and because of their wealth, such as Tondo and Malabon in the province of Tondo, Malolos in the province of Bulacan, Taal in Batangas, Laoag in Ilocos Norte and many other that generate for the parish priests much more than the 5,000 duros that they receive from the royal coffers of the Archbishop. It is estimated that the parishes ordinarily generate one peso fuerte a year from each family. Image: Collage by Lopez Museum and LibraryText from Jose Honorato Lozano: Filipinas 1847 by Jose Maria A. Cariño
Pieta. A mothet&#8217;s love is eternal.
Hahahahaha.

Everyone who reblogs this by March 18th, 2013 will have their url written on a piece of paper and placed somewhere in New York City

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Reblogged from mlq3, Posted by mlq3.
mlq3: Bay View Hotel by Beyond Forgetting on Flickr. This is where Japanese troops brought women from Ermita and Malate to be raped. From the U.S. Army Inspector-General’s Report: 51. Mrs. Paquita C. Garcia testified in part as follows: “We left our house on the 9th of February about 8:00 PM, as the house next to ours was already on fire.  We took some clothes and food stuff and went to Alhambra Street and there the Japanese stopped us and separated us from the men.  There are eight in the family - a couple of girls, 24 and 18; a girl, 15; a girl, 14; and twins boy and girl age 11.  The eldest son and husband were taken away.  They left me with my youngest son and the girls.  They searched the men for arms and money.  I saw this.  There were hundreds of women and children in the large Ferguson Plaza.  There were all nationalities - Filipino, Spanish, Chinese and Italian.  They made a long row of women to take them somewhere.  I didn’t know where, but when I got there I knew it was the Bayview Hotel.  It is only a few blocks from the plaza to the Bayview Hotel.  There were only a few Japanese soldiers in the plaza, but a large number of them at the hotel as it was a garrison, I think.  When I was in line they separated my girls from me and took a handbag and first aid kit which I had on my back.  The handbag had only five pesos in silver and a rosary and something I was knitting.  When they took my girls away, my instinct told me the Japanese were going to rape them.  We came to the Bayview Hotel and I saw the Japanese checking and searching and touching them.  The woman in front of me was so scared that she threw away from behind her back six hundred pesos.  We reached the Bayview Hotel and forty were crowded into a small room about 12 x 15 feet, and we were kept there all night.  We couldn’t even lie down we were so crowded.  The Japanese came into the room several times and around midnight I heard the girls shouting and calling for their mothers.  Finally, I heard my girl, Evangeline, call me, and a Japanese brought her to me.  She stayed with me until the next day.  When I met the other two girls, Esther and Priscilla, they explained to me what had happened to them the previous night. Afterwards about eight in the evening I felt hungry and thirsty, but they gave us water with salt. We drank it, but it made us crave more.  At one time they gave us a biscuit, two pieces to each, one for noon time and the other for night.  When they came to choose girls for night I tried to hide them but did not succeed.  After that we left the Bayview Hotel when the building was set on fire.  They wanted us to stay inside so as to get all burned, but we protested and went out on the street to find shelter.  We found a house owned by Mrs. Felix in the street of Arquiza.  We stayed there until the house caught fire from a mortar shell which was thrown to us by the Japanese.  We fled again, looking for shelter from one ruins to another.  There in the street my son, eleven years old and named Joaquin, was hit by shrapnel in the leg cutting it off.  I carried him, looking again for some shelter.  Two hours later my boy died in my arms.”  (See Exhibit “B-58”.) 

"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up these defenses, you build this whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They do something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own any more. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul hurt, a body hurt, a real gets inside you and rips you apart pain. I hate love."

(via thelovewhisperer)

bustlebreeze09:

you are a real medical student if 4 hours of sleep is the utmost that you could have. Your best friend at this point is coffee for you need someone to stay up late at night with you or rise up early even before the sun does. sleepy eyes is normal for a few seconds, but after a while you need to get it working for your books again.

Reblogged from suicide4dinner, Posted by little-blackbook.
Reblogged from fuckyeahtattoos, Posted by dr0gon.
critink: Those who dismiss tattoos as unclean, for criminals, or unnatural have to answer to the fact that is is more wide spread than almost any other art from throughout human history and culture…
Reblogged from micah-leee, Posted by staree.
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