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“𝑲𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒈 𝒏𝒈 𝑲𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒕𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒏, 𝑲𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒏, 𝒂𝒕 𝑲𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒏”

09/10/2025

𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 | 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲

'𝙋𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙖 𝙂𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙖 𝙣𝙜 𝘿𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙢'

Dumidilim na ang kalangitan
Ang bituin at buwan ay unti-unti ng nasisilayan
Sabi nila masarap lumabas ng bahay sa mga oras na ito
Dahil para mo na ring pinapanood ang pagkalma ng mundo

Sinubukan ko itong gawin
Naglakad ako palayo sa amin
Ngunit sa bawat hakbang na aking ginagawa
May bigat akong nadarama

Pinikit ko ang aking mga mata
Sinusubukang kumalma
Sa muli kong pagdilat
Unti-unti kong napapagtanto
Ang dahilan ng aking paghinto

Hindi ko nakikita o nahahawakan
Pero ramdam ko ito sa aking likuran
Sa sobrang bigat ng nakadagan
Pati sa paghinga ako ay nahihirapan

Tumingin ako sa aking kapaligiran
Naghahanap ng pwedeng mapagsabihan
Ngunit kahit anino wala akong masilayan
Unti-unti na ring bumabagsak ang aking katawan

Sa pagpatak ng aking luha
Kasabay din nito ang paghiling ko sa mga tala
Na sana pagsapit ng umaga
Kahit paano'y magaan na.

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Words: Serenitine
Art: Hannah Cel Eguita

08/10/2025

𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 | 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬

‘𝙆𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙜 𝙣𝙖 𝙢𝙜𝙖 𝙋𝙖𝙖’

Mula’t sapul, hindi iniisip
ang mga dapat o hindi dapat.
Sadyang malikot,
laging nauuna ang hakbang bago ang isip.
Ngunit sa bawat pagkatisod,
may natutuklasang kinang
na hindi sana lilitaw kung natakot sa paglakad.

Isip bata, pusong sugapa sa galaw,
talon dito, habol doon, walang direksiyon,
tanging sigla at kuryosidad ang gabay.
Sa bawat maling liko, may aral;
sa bawat galos, may kwento.
Reckless, ngunit gano’n talaga
ang paraan ng pagkatuto ng mga lumalakad sa dilim.

Maraming balakid ang humaharang sa mga paa,
mga batong nagpaubo, mga putik na kumapit,
may hiyas na natagpuan.
Hindi ginto, kundi tapang,
na lalo pang nagpapakintab sa pagkatao.

Minsan, ang pagiging padalos-dalos ay hindi kasalanan,
ito’y pagnanais lang na maramdaman ang mundo.
Ang mga sugat ay naging tanda
ng pakikibaka, hindi ng pagkabigo.

Bawat hakbang ay hindi na takas,
kundi pagpapatuloy ng siglang nauna.
may panibagong liwanag na bumubukas,
patunay na sa gitna ng pagiging pabaya,
sumisilang ang hiyas ng paglalakbay.

At kung tawagin mang pabaya,
ngayon ko lang masasabi
sa bawat pagtakbo, pagdapa, at pagtawa,
hindi lang basta gumalaw,
bagkos natuto at nagningning.
At sa aking mga paa,
isinilang ang liwanag ng aking pagkatao.
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Words: Vergel Mendoza
Art: Veronica Janeth Magtanong

07/10/2025

𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 | 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡

'𝘼𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧’𝙨 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩'

We watch the world in a feverish, frantic run,
Chasing the glare beneath a midday sun.
We crave the echo, the applause, the flash,
And drown our souls in hurried, anxious hash.
The fear of slowness is the modern sting,
A hollow, breathless praise that quickness brings.

Down in the depths, where light is thin and frail,
The silent star pays no mind to the gale.
It knows no hurry; its clock is the slow tide;
It holds its peace where frantic currents glide.
No pomp, no banner, no dramatic plea,
Just pure existence in the vast, cold sea.

When a predator tears a limb away,
It does not panic, nor does it betray
Its inner quiet. There is no desperate flight,
Just the slow draw on the reserve of light.
It simply heals. The empty space must wait,
Its tiny power defying cruelest fate.

It knows that wholeness isn't won in haste,
But in the long, meticulous, unhurried taste
Of slow perfection, where each cell aligns,
Obeying rhythms that are deep and true, not thine.
Unlike the fervent urge to shine,
They never waste a single spine.

O, restless one, who seeks the sudden cure,
Let this deep quiet be what you endure.
The world demands you shatter, jump, and shout,
But real power is finding your way out
Of the noise, the pressure, the distracting fire.
Don't be the wave; be the unwavering spire.

Your great life's purpose is not in the boom,
But in the patience to outlast the gloom.
Embrace the thrum—that steady, hidden beat.
Be the starfish: slow, complete.
For the hardest battle, the one worth the cost,
Is standing firm where everything else is lost.
________
Words: Isabela Hao
Art: Hannah Cel Eguita

06/10/2025

𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 | 𝐒𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞

‘𝙁𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙍𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝘿𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙘 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨’

In the dim light, a demon’s grin spread across its face as,
I crouched down, hugging my knees and praying meticulously.
He laughed at his cowering prey,
Me, who faced a pierced agony.

It carried every scar and sins,
Each memory I longed to flee.
A haunting voice,
Searching within every pricked flesh in my body.

Hunting me relentlessly,
Blood dripping, punctured figure.
I tried to breath,
To shut it cut.

A broken shield,
A sharpened spear,
Its grip,
A cage I couldn’t tear.

And so I sat,
Consumed,
Undone.

The weight is too much for me to bear,
Those glaring eyes.
Those triumphant smiles,
For I belonged to its despair.
________
Words: Christian Kyle Dumlao
Art: Faith Dajotoy

05/10/2025

𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 | 𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐫

'𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨’𝙨 𝙂𝙖𝙯𝙚'

A day came for all to express,
Feelings within long suppressed.
Covering all in nature's hue, all impressed, for her sight is true!

Loud thunderous beast awakens,
Roars deep within, has heroes shaken.
Guards be ready, await your cue!
All stand attention! for her sight is true!

Where peace and serenity meet,
Bow at the ready, as she greets danger lingering, she sees the clue.
Ever calm and ever steady, for her sight is true!

So young and lively, her skills unmatched,
Earning glory with each victory snatched.
A match against her will leave you in blue,
For all will witness, Her Sight so True.

________
Words: Christian Kyle Dumlao
Art: Marianne Alexis Dumlao

05/10/2025

𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐒 | PRMSU-CAS Produces 38 Newly-Registered Psychometrician

Thirty-eight (38) alumni from President Ramon Magsaysay State University - College of Arts and Sciences (PRMSU-CAS) Psychology Department successfully passed the Psychometrician Licensure Examination held last September 24 and 25.

The Professional Regulation Commission (PRC) officially announced the result last October 2. With a national passing rate of 86.99%, PRMSU obtained a total of 82.61% passing rate, where 38 out of 46 examinees passed the examination.

Moreover, first-time takers successfully accomplished an 85.00% passing rate, with 34 out of 40 alumni successfully earning their licenses.

This remarkable achievement is a testament to the dedication and commitment of faculty and students of the PRMSU-CAS Psychology Department headed by Dr. Mary Rhovian B. Bacani.
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Report: Shane Tapar
Layout: Paul Fajardo

04/10/2025

𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 | 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐲

'𝙆𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙎𝙖𝙖𝙣 𝙒𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙇𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙬'

Diretso lang.
Makikita mo raw ang hinahanap,
matatagpuan ang espasyo,
ang sulok ng mapagtataguan mula sa matang tuwid.
Ngunit ang daan, hindi.

Mali ang ibinilin ni Nanay
dagat, kalsada, bundok,
daming pasikot-sikot.

Amoy ng mall, ingay sa iskuwelahan, at tunog ng bola sa plaza,
maging sa bahay na iniutos niyang puntahan.

Noong nagsekondarya, alam ko na ang iskuwelahan. Diretso lang.
Ang silid kung saan maghapon akong uupo, tanda ko na.
Ang canteen, maging ang pag-uwi,
diretso lang.

Pero lumipas ang dekada,
sampal ng katotohanang walang tubig na malinaw,
walang tuwid na daan
papunta sa gusto nating maging.

Hanggang ngayon, hindi ko kita ang landas.
Sa kolehiyo, dala ko pa rin ang bukambibig noon:
Mali si Nanay na “diretso lang, mahahanap mo.”
Ngunit tama siya sa “diretso lang.”

Patuloy sa misteryo ng buhay,
sa tubig-baha na kulay,
sa masukal na daan.

Bitbit pa rin ang matang tuwid,
kahit ang paligid ay kalbaryo,
kahit walang kasiguruhan.

Walang hatol kay Nanay
sapagkat sa huli, siya ang tama.

Ngayon, dala ko ang kaniyang direksiyon:
isang paglakad nang pasulong,
kahit dehado, kahit mapagod,
kahit maparalisa ng sariling hantungan.

At sa kabila ng madilim na sulok,
ng mga bahang inihandog ng buhay,
umulan man habang umiinit,
maglabas man ng alimuom ang lupa
nakatutok pa rin ang mata.
Diretso lang.

At kung saan man ako dalhin ng kaniyang salita,
hindi ko alam kung may hantungan.

Baka tuwid.
Baka paikot.
Baka wala.

_____________
Words | Vergel Mendoza
Art | Nicole Anne Doble

03/10/2025

𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 | 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧

'𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘾𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚'

A circle of shadow, sharp as bone,
It whispers secrets, cold and lone,
For some it is a symbol of might
As they see a glimmer of light.

But beneath that a soul decay
Cuffed by power, masked by praise
Thorns press deep where laurels should be,
Each jewel a curse, each gem a plea.

The color of gold that we see
Sometimes hide the stain inside.
So don’t touch the shining mask of majesty,
For its glow, a curse resides.

_____________
Words | Kristine Joy Minor
Art | Hannah Cel Eguita

03/10/2025

𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐎𝐖 | PRMSU Psychological Society (Psych-Soc) hosted Psych-nergy in Connection: A Festive Playground for Curious Minds, at Science-Based Education Building (SBEB) grounds, October 3.

The event aims to warmly welcome first year Psychology Student through a day of team-building, performances, and a key for advocacies, fostering connections and for gaining insights about the field of psychology.
‎_______
Report | Mhar Aceveda
Photos | Carryle Betonio and Glaiza Nikka Ligsay

02/10/2025

𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 | 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞

'𝙀𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚'

To weave life’s thread is one’s destiny:
A presumed, recurring, weary allegory.
Seizing through, despite a paradox—
Its aftermath, a foreordained orthodox.

An octave of limbs, though you possess,
A fragile control only you caress;
Entangled like faith, you are to doom,
As you are to suffer—etched in the womb.

A stretched silk, a glistening velvet skin,
Breathed through filaments taken within.
If halting the craft is a devil’s bargain,
Then to be entwined is the weaver’s sin.

_____________
Words | Prince Michael
Art | Jophielle Chloue Soriano

01/10/2025

𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 | 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞

'𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚'

His suit has stripes like of white lines,
this he wore with boast and pride;
a carpet where his sins could hide.
His mustache long and curled so thin,
accompanying a gentle grin,
a curtain drawn on rot within.

He kissed the poor without hate,
after that he robbed their plate.
A holy smile, a devilish serpent's plan,
that mustache sold the crooked man.

Now carved in stone, his legacy's clear:
A hearty thief once ruled us here,
so we shed not even a tear.

Neither famine, fraud, nor blood they scan;
just the mustache that fooled the land.

_____________
Words and Art | Magikarp

27/09/2025

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧!

Your passion and dedication never fail to inspire the team. May this year bring you even greater moments to shine, both on and off the mic.

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Layout: Bob Angelo Dizon

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