it's all in your mind... contempt-orary mythology...



Reason—it is no more reliable tool than instinct, myth or dream.

But it has the potential to be far more dangerous, for us.

Reason—is a flawed tool at best.

But certain conclusions become inescapable...




Saturday, April 14, 2007
Reread

Greatness inspires envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies.

Voldemort himself created his worst enemy, just as tyrants everywhere do! Have you any idea how much tyrants fear the people they oppress? All of them realize that, one day, amongst their many victims, there is sure to be one who rises against them and strikes back!

It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high.  Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew - and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents - that there was all the difference in the world

Age is foolish and forgetful when it underestimates youth...

There is nothing to be feared from a [dead] body, Harry, any more than there is anything to be feared from the darkness. It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

However, like many creatures that dwell in cold and darkness, they fear light and warmth, which we shall therefore call to our aid should the need arise.

Killing is not nearly as easy as the innoccent believe...



They are quotes taken from the sixth book of the Harry Potter series, entitled, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. I am actually rereading this in anticipation of the last one, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows to be released, I believed, on July 21 of this year. Well, I can't wait to lay my hands on it.

And my vacation will not last long...I have a couple of days left and I will be plunged again into a world of toxicity and sleepless nights... At least I will only be taking six units this time..






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Mark Austine Fabian Gawaran.
Schools: from Manila Science High School to University of the Philippines-Manila
Birthday: March 25

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How do I love thee? Let me reckon them

I love you like a tree that needs a stem

Like a puppy that necessitates its mother’s milk

Nourishes and fosters my life in every ilk

 

My love for thee is incessant and interminable

Outstrips the murmuration of starlings that at times fall

Akin to the much of the sand in the coast of Cannes

The same rapture satiates the spirit of that of man’s

 

I love thee in every rim He made you

The wit and lure; the zeal and apathy; the things you do

Aphrodite, Athena, Artemis, Demeter and Hestia

Availeth! Nothing compares to my inamorata!

 

I thou need thee for I love thee

Not that I love thee because I thou need thee

And that such I love thee liberally, wholly, boundlessly

And that I love thee not of anything but of love itself

 

I love thee that I never doubt of it

I love thee and it’s stronger than Death

I love thee and not alters when it alteration finds

I love thee and has no remedy but to love thee more

 

I love thee that my saved-up wishes start to come out

I love thee and madness it may seem

I love thee so rich that which submits to the arbitration of time

I love thee for I love thee and it is

 

[i notice that many people post some lyrics in their blogs but i want to be unique that's why i      post my poem here.]

[...and i wrote this when i was in my third year in high school. it is for a project...]






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