I HAVE THE POWER!!!

Favorite cartoon series ko ito dati nun bata pa ako... Just reminiscing the old times... Hehehe!

BY THE POWER OF GREYSKULL
HE CRIES IN A BLAZE OF LIGHT
HE TURNS INTO THE MIGHTY, HE-MAN!

I HAVE THE POWER!

PREQUEL to Harry Potter

Nakuha ko lang ito sa isang sender mula sa multiply... take time to read Harry Potter fans! It seems JK Rowling wont put aside her pen after the series ended ha...

This is the prequel that J.K. Rowling wrote for the Waterstone's Auction. It earned more than $50,000 for charity. Here it is:

The Story:

The speeding motorcycle took the sharp corner so fast in the darkness that both policemen in the pursuing car shouted, "Whoa!" Sergeant Fisher slammed his large foot on the brake, thinking that the boy who was riding pillion was sure to be flung under his wheels; however, the motorbike made the turn without unseating either of its riders, and with a wink of its red tail lights, vanished up the narrow side street.

"We've got 'em now!" cried PC Anderson excitedly. "That's a dead end!"

Leaning hard on the steering wheel and crashing his gears, Fisher scraped half the paint off the flank of the car as he forced it up the alleyway in pursuit.

There in the headlights sat their quarry, stationary at last after a quarter of an hour's chase. The two riders were trapped between a towering brickwall and the police car, which was now crawling towards them like some growling luminous-eyes predator.

There was so little space between the car doors and the walls of the alley that Fisher and Anderson had difficulty extricating themselves from the vehicle. It injured their dignity to have to inch, crab-like, towards the miscreants. Fisher dragged his generous belly along the wall, tearing buttons off his shirt as he went, and finally snapping off the wing mirror with his backside.

"Get off the bike!" he bellowed at the smirking youths, who sat basking in the flashing blue light as though enjoying it.

They did as they were told, finally pulling free from the broken wing mirror, Fisher glared at them. They seemed to be in their late teens. The one who had been driving had long black hair, his insolent good looks reminded Fisher unpleasantly of his daughter's guitar-playing, layabout boyfriend. The second boy also had black hair, though his was short and stuck up in all directions; he wore glasses and a broad grin. Both were dressed in t-shirts emblazoned with a large golden bird; the emblem, no doubt, of some deafening, timeless rock band.

"No helmet!" Fisher yelled, pointing from one uncovered head to the other. "Exceeding the speed limit by-by a considerable amount!" (In fact, the speed registered had been greater than Fisher was prepared to accept that any motorcycle could travel.) "Failure to stop for the police!"

"We'd have loved to stop for a chat," said the boy in glasses,"only we were trying--"

"Don't get smart-you two are in a heap of trouble!" snarled Anderson. "Names!"

"Names?" repeated the long-haired driver.

"Er-Well, let's see. There's Wilberforce...Bathsheba...Elvendork..."

"And what's nice about that one is, you can use it for a boy OR a girl," said the boy in glasses.

"Oh, our names, did you mean?" asked the first, as Anderson spluttered with rage."You should've said! This here is James Potter, and I'm Sirius Black!"

"Things'll be seriously black for you in a minute, you cheeky little-"

But neither James nor Sirius was paying attention. They were suddenly as alert as gundogs, staring past Fisher and Anderson, over the roof of the police car, at the dark mouth of the alley. Then, with identical, fluid movements, they reached into their back pockets.

For the space of a heartbeat both policemen imagined guns gleaming at them, but a second later they saw that the motorcyclists had drawn nothing more than-"Drumsticks?" jeered Anderson.

"Right pair of jokers, aren't you? Right, we're arresting you on a charge of--"

But Anderson never got to name the charge. James and Sirius had shouted something incomprehensible, and the beams from the headlights had moved.

The policemen wheeled around, then staggered backwards. Three men were flying-actually flying- up the alley on broomsticks-and at the same moment,the police car was rearing up on its back wheels.

Fisher's knee bucked; as he sat down hard; Anderson tripped over Fisher's legs and fell on top of him, as flump-bang-crunch- they heard the mean on brooms slam into the suspended car and fall, apparently insensible, to the ground, while broken bits of broomstick clattered down around them.

The motorbike had roared into life again. His mouth hanging open, Fisher mustered the strength to look back at the two teenagers.

"Thanks very much!" called Sirius over the throb of the engine."We owe you one!"

"Yeah, nice meeting you!" said James. "And don't forget: Elvendork! It's unisex!"

There was an earth-shaking crash, and Fisher and Anderson threw their arms around each other in fright; their car had just fallen back to the ground. Now it was the motorcycle's turn to rear. Before the policemen's disbelieving eyes, it took off into thin air: James and Sirius zoomed away into the night sky, their tail light twinkling behind them like a vanishing ruby.

From the prequel I am not working on-but that was fun! J.K. Rowling.2008

AN ARTIFACT PULLED STRAIGHT OUT OF A NOVEL

The Wizard and the Hopping Pot
The Fountain of Fair Fortune
The Warlock’s Hairy Heart
Babbitty Rabbitty and her Crackling Stump
The Tale of Three Brothers

These are the five stories that make up one of the most expensive book of this century, which was handwritten and illustrated by the popular author of Harry Potter series Joanne Kathleen Rowling, the Tales of Beedle the Bard.

The Tales of Beedle the Bard was mentioned in the final installment of Harry Potter series, in the Deathly Hallows. It was a small book Dumbledore left to Hermione. Readers knew well the rest of the story.

It was published on December 13, 2007 with only seven limited copies! One copies of the book, the moonstone edition, was offered for auction.

Who bought it?

Actually, the book was expected to be sold at £50,000 (US$103,000) but it was bought by Amazon.com for £1.95 MILLION (US$3.98 MILLION)! Wow! Very expensive! It was “the highest achieved at auction for a modern literary manuscript.”

Where did the money proceed? Well, it was donated to The Children’s Voice charity campaign.

It was described as “one of the most exciting piece of children’s literature.”

EQUIVALENT TRADE

“A painless lesson is one without any meaning.
One who does not sacrifice anything cannot achieve anything.”
-- Full Metal Alchemist (Episode 1: The Two Alchemists)

Do we have always to present something of equal value to get something we want? Or should we lost something to gain something better? Is this the principle that balances our everyday life?

The Principles of Equivalent Trade (or the Law of Conservation) was something that made me think after watching the Full Metal Alchemist series. It even brought me to different internet sites browsing and goggling related articles to Principles of Equivalent Trade or even the Law of Conservation. I even asked myself, if that law is something that governs our daily routine in life.

At first, I believed that the principles do exists, and they are just here around me, around us all. For an example, I cannot buy foods without paying the price requested! One will never able to have money if one does not work hard to earn it! You will never be able to pass subjects if you don’t study hard! You cannot steal if you don’t know what and how to steal! That’s it!

In Full Metal Alchemist series, two young alchemists, Edward and Alphonse Elric, who wanted to revive their dead mother, attempted a dangerous and forbidden alchemy. At first, they thought they succeeded, but sadly they failed. The worst, something was taken from them. Edward had lost his right arm and left limb, while Alphonse’s body was completely taken, but with Edward’s help, he immortalized his brother’s soul inside the suit of armor with a blood seal, written by Edward himself, to keep his brother’s memory alive. All that was left in Alphonse was his voice and a memory fixed by his brother.

“Alchemy; the science of understanding the structure of matter,
breaking it down, then reconstructing it as something else.
It can even make gold from lead. But alchemy is a science,
so it must follow the natural laws:
To create, something of equal value must be lost.
This is the principle of Equivalent Exchange.
But on that night, I learned the value of some things
can't be measured on a simple scale.
My brother and I knew the laws of science,
of Equivalent Exchange, that gain required sacrifice,
that something had to be taken from us.
But we thought there was nothing more we could lose.
We were wrong.”

-- Edward Elric



The consequence, they set out for a long journey in search of the Philosopher’s Stone, the legendary substance that possess astonishing powers. It can transform lead into pure gold, also it produces elixir of life that whosever drinks it will gain immortality, and moreover, it bestows unlimited power.

As they gain closer to finding the Philosopher’s Stone, they came to realize that whoever draws closer to it suddenly gave up or worse, died.

Later, they realized that whoever possesses the Philosopher’s Stone does not necessarily to offer or sacrifice something to get something. With the stone’s power, everything is possible.

If the Principles of Equivalent Trade do really balances the daily routine of our life, then what about the unconditional giving? I admit that sometimes, we receive something without doing or sacrificing anything. It just comes to us, and it came by coincidence whether we want it or not, or on the other hand, whether we expect for it or not. Additionally, sometimes we do lost something, but we do not gain something in return, instead it was others who benefit from it.

“Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return.
To obtain, something of equal value must be lost.
That is alchemy's first law of Equivalent Exchange.
In those days, we really believed that to be the world's one,
and only, truth. But the world isn't perfect,
and the law is incomplete. Equivalent Exchange
doesn't encompass everything that goes on here,
but I still choose to believe in its principle,
that all things do come at a price,
that there's an ebb and a flow, a cycle,
that the pain we went through, did have a reward,
and that anyone who's determined and perseveres,
will get something of value in return,
even if it's not what they expected.
I don't think of Equivalent Exchange as a law of the world anymore.”

-- Alphonse Elric

From BERSO SA METRO

"Ako'y bagong sibol na halaman,
Na nilabnot sa Silangan,
Kung saan ang hangin ay isang halimuyak,
Kung saan ang buhay ay isang pangarap:
Bayang hindi lilimot kailanman!
Tinuruan akong umawit
Ng huni ng mga ibon;
Ng lagaslas ng mga talon;
At ng alingawngaw ng dagat
Sa dalampasigang malawak."

-- Jose Rizal
Mi Piden Versos (They Asked Me for Verses)

ENDLESS TEARS FLOODED...

It was Friday afternoon, me and Cathy conducted a seminar for pre-college students. The seminar was about policies and procedures of borrowing books and equipments to college library. Whew! I'm glad because it was a box-office hit (hehehehe!!!).

The next thing after the orientation was film showing... and the movie was titled: GRAVE OF THE FIREFLIES. It was popularly known as one of the most dramatic and heart-touching anime ever made. Too many audience shed endless tears after watching it... trust me! Even myself did..

I first watched that film in Shangri-La during my college days... the good thing was-- I watched it for FREE!!! Yeah... Peksman! I watched it during the celebration of EIGA SAI (sowee... I forgot the date). While watching that film, I could not stop myself from crying as well my classmate who was with me on that time. Both of us cried... also many of those who watched with us.

I think I don't have time to blog a synopsis of the film... you can just google it on the web and you'll find it.

But as the film our students were watching draws to its climax, Cathy tapped my shoulder and said: "Migs, pinaiyak mo mga students. Bakit ba yan pinili mo? Broken heart ka no?"

"Broken heart?" I said in my mind. "Ano kaya nasa isip mo? Di ako marunong umiyak kaya yun pinili ko na magpaiyak sa akin? Babatukan kita eh."

"I'm glad they were touched," I replied to her.

I recommend this movie to everybody... it will really touch your heart. Awwww.....

WHOSE DEATH NOTE CHARACTER ARE YOU?

Try this online quiz to know whose Death Note character you're alike...

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WHOSE DEATH NOTE CHARACTER ARE YOU?

MELODIES OF LIFE

By: Emiko Shiratori
(OST--Final Fantasy IX)

Alone for a while I've been searching through the dark

For traces of the love you left inside my lonely heart
To weave by picking up the pieces that remain
Melodies of life--love's lost refrain
     
Our paths they did cross, though I cannot say just why
We met, we laughed, we held on fast, and then we said goodbye
And who'll hear the echoes of stories never told?
Let them ring out loud till they unfold
In my dearest memories, I see you reaching out to me
Though you're gone, I still believe that you can call out my name
     
* A voice from the past, joining yours and mine
Adding up the layers of harmony
And so it goes, on and on
Melodies of life,
To the sky beyond the flying birds--forever and beyond
     
So far and away, see the bird as it flies by 
Gliding through the shadows of the clouds up in the sky 
I've laid my memories and dreams upon those wings 
Leave them now and see what tomorrow brings
     
In your dearest memories, do you remember loving me?
Was it fate that brought us close and now leaves me behind?
     
* Repeat
     
If I should leave this lonely world behind
Your voice will still remember our melody
Now I know we'll carry on
Melodies of life
Come circle round and grow deep in our hearts
As long as we remember