The Man who Stands Amidst the Noise
by Jose Rizal
Moving like a revolutionary bungalow of allegorical earthenware needs—this cynosure forged me like a great emblem of trade. Marked with an immutable stillness of artistic designs—each one making me feel like a proprietor of an imprinting implication—evidently breaking the bar and shaping my nuances in life in every facet.
Vicencio Dizon—the Department of Energy (DOE) secretary of the Philippines spearheaded a resounding initiative on the issue of the recent happenings at Ilocos Norte about the rising and disheartening numbers on the bill for electricity, that aims to plant solutions to this particular social dilemma, ensuring every family gets what they need.
The beauty he upholds is not one that is seen, but one that is felt—the kind of beauty that mesmerizes through action rather than appearance. A beauty not born from deliberate strokes or fluvial colors, but from the awe of the message itself. The beauty of a micro-movement transforming into a macro-change. The capability to turn engaging notions into movements with momentum. Anchoring those drenched in the depths of darkened oceans of unfairness. That is what captures my perspective and my interpretations of this world, with his ricocheting allure—felt, not seen.
In an age where silence is swallowed by the clamors of injustice, Dizon rises not as a figure of grandstanding speeches but as one who listens—to the murmurs beneath the noise. His eyes remain fixed on a generation gasping for breath in a world that never sleeps, never forgives, never forgets.
He does not treat social issues as a battlefield, but as a reflection of humanity’s unguarded pulse. Each word they speak becomes a glimpse into who we are—and what we are choosing to become. And so, Dizon does not merely seek reform, they seek much more beyond the surface level, he seeks protection. To understand them is to see the tension they carry: a person molded by courage yet yearning to humanize it.
In the end, perhaps their truest portrait lies not in their title, but in their intention. To remind a generation that behind everything, there is a pulse, a story, a soul. And maybe that’s all they’re trying to say: that amid all the noise, sufficient necessities is what we deserve.


