“Sa malayon ha nabunkal”, the sky is circular, it is said in Olaging the Epic Song of the Bukidnon, and the Sun guarantees this circolarity. With the arrival of the Muslims before and the Spanish later the circle was straightened and called History and the indigenous people begun to hear terms like “past, present and future”. Very soon they found themselves in a linear fraction of the time that had already thousands of years. Years lost or earned? Difficult to say. Difficult to calculate even today where the calendars say that 2009 years passed already but at the numbers and names of the days they add also the icones and the dates of the four lunar phases, for which is not important the goal, where we are heading, but the resumption of the cycle. As a local proverb says: Bisan ano ka lawid ang prusisyon, magbalik man sa simbahan gihapon (for how much long is a procession always returns in church). Eternal but recurrent return that Institutions, Governments and Religions use in their liturgies, sacred and profane, allowing themselves to mantain a linear course in the years, towards short, long and a, but more and more delayed, final goal.

With the arrival of the great Religions, the indigenous people began also to hear about the End of the World (or the Day of the Judgment in part similar among the Religions). Even today some belives that the End is imminent for the presence in the World of an Anti-christ or a Dark Messiah (muslims call him Dajjal) and the necessity of a Holy War against its armys. But it is only a matter of Scriptures that very few have time to read and to interpret. At the End, anyway it is written, what God had already planned in the beginnig will arrived. But Islam arrived in the Philippines 600 years after its foundation and the Christianity after 1500 years from the birth of Jesus, when the arrival of the End had already lost its original liveliness, novelty and fear. Today like yesterday, people waking up at the crow of the rooster only asks to survive and the End of the World remains, perhaps, a vague religious metaphor. Today more than ever the believers in the Creator and in the Merciful God ask the Grace of a long life, generous in goods, happiness and technology. Perhaps the After-Christ is not at all a History with an End already printed but a timorous waiting of a different morning.