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believing that tomorrow can be better

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History repeats itself when societies fail to learn from past mistakes.

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All you need to know about fear..

12/09/2025

"ANOTHER SIDE OF THE STORY OF LAPU-LAPU"

Lapu lapu did not kill Magellan?
the mactan natives did, as he was not in the ambush scene, it was not a battle as magellan has no intention to fight.
Cebu before the coming of the Great King Lumaya of sumatra, cebu was populated by the Magalos tribe who were muslims, and the first ever recorded Slave raiders. The slave raiders were known to be originally of visayan descent and not tausug. Well the tausugs are also bisaya they are not originaly moros as they were originally Buddhists. when Lumaya burned all their hamlets ,they escaped and settled in the south of mindanao.
the art work is beautiful but it falls short in research. LAPU LAPU or known as Padukka di Mantag is from Borneo. He seek assylum in Cebu and was assigned to farm in Manauili (mandawe) if he was Bornean he will not wear a tattoo. The dayaks of malaysia are the only known tribe to wear a tattoo, the bisayans who were of polynesian malayo stock wears a tattoo. moving forward as Lapu lapu business became prominent from raiding chinese junks, he moved to Opon island and established his raiding post, not trading post. The island earned the monicker Mang atang. a visayan word that means to wait and ambush. Mang atang became Mactan to the spanish, he was not a hero as he was an ENEMY of CEBU. He did not even fought to the end as Lapu lapu disappered before the coming of legaspi, he could have been one of those fatalities when Enrique el negro poisoned the natives and the spanish in a Banquet. humabon and lapu lapu were there. the illustration was rendered beautiful but it doesnt represent the actual events MAGELLAN'S head was not severed. he was struck with a poison arrow in the leg as it was not covered with an armour. This made him fall in the water face down, and the natives jumped on him there were 4000 natives who ambushed Magellan and his men who were a handful. magellan came to mactan not to fight but to talk from the entry of Pigafettas writting this is what magellan said " tomorrow is saturday , it is the day of THE SABBATH. I will go to Mactan and talk to lapu lapu. when the Americans ruled the island they also constructed our educational system and rewrote our history by feeding on an ilonggo Hoax master. who authored the fake 12 datus of borneo. it was a hoax, lapu Lapu is real, but it is the american who pick him as a hero to remind us that we came from a line of savages.

side light from the book of ambeth ocampo. the virgin of balintawak, he cited a chinese annal that the chinese feared the visayans the look at them as savages and sub human they would sail off to china attacking villages and stealing everything that is metal, from ladles to doorknobs. they would strip a house of iron and everything on them that is metallic. when attacking villages they carry a raft with them as an easy escape vehicle when a raid is accomplished. one account say that when a chinese saw a band of visayan savages they would throw a metal laddle at them and ran away as the visayans would drop anything just to pick up a metal spoon but on the other hand inspite of the savagery the visayans are known to be very HONEST when it comes to paying their debts. during the barter trade the visayans would make utang and promise to pay after the traders would come to return after a month the traders would be awestruck to see the savages waiting in the shore to pay what they owe.
the muslim friend of Humabon was not a moro but a legal slave TRADER from thailand he was converted to Christianity and was named Christoforo.
some parts of Cebu was already islamized before the arrival of Lumaya but since the Magalos Muslims, the original population of cebu were trouble makers. king lumaya of sumatra burned all their villages and drive them away to the south. thus cebu was ruled by him and has become a kingdom called KAN SRI LUMAYANG SUGBU. Cebu the capital on the other hand was known as SIBO.
it was the mactan natives who ambushed Magellan, as lapu lapu was never at the battle scene.

10/09/2025

In the storm-lashed coastlines of Ayrshire, Scotland, during the reign of King James VI in the late 1500s, there lived a man whose name would become synonymous with horror: Alexander “Sawney” Bean. His was not the story of poverty driving men to desperation, nor of war leaving men wild—it was the story of deliberate savagery, a family who rejected humanity itself.Bean, by most accounts, was the son of a ditch-digger. He shunned honest work and instead took up with a woman of cruel and feral temperament. The pair retreated from society into the wilderness, eventually settling in a vast sea cave on the rugged Bennane Head cliffs.This cavern stretched deep into the rock, twisting into multiple chambers. Its mouth was concealed by the tide, invisible to passersby. Within this black warren, they began their reign of terror.At first, they ambushed lone travelers, dragging them into the shadows of the cave. What money or goods they stole were of little importance—for what they craved was flesh. Victims were butchered like cattle, limbs severed, torsos quartered. Flesh was roasted over fires or salted for preservation. Bones were thrown into heaps, picked clean until only whitened fragments remained.In time, Sawney’s children were born, and later, his grandchildren—born of in**st, inbreeding, and confinement. The clan grew to nearly fifty strong, a people raised in darkness and sustained by slaughter. They knew no other world, no trade, no scripture, no law—only the knife, the hunt, and the feast.For over twenty-five years, travelers disappeared on the roads between Edinburgh and Glasgow. Families vanished without a trace. Merchants setting out with wagons of goods never arrived at their destinations. Pilgrims, soldiers, and farmers alike were swallowed into the night.At times, fragments of victims surfaced. Severed limbs washed ashore, partly devoured. Strips of human flesh, salted and preserved, were found in barrels near the coast. But no culprit could be found. Fear spread like disease.The countryside lived in terror. Travelers banded in groups, yet even then some were overwhelmed. Inns went empty as few dared venture the roads. Whispers spread: that wolves had returned, that witches prowled the woods, that demons feasted on the faithful.Yet none suspected that the culprits were not beasts or spirits, but a clan of people—hidden in their cave, waiting for the next victim.The Beans might have continued their butchery indefinitely, had they not grown reckless. One evening, they fell upon a man and his wife traveling home from a fair. The woman was seized, her throat cut before her husband’s eyes. The man fought back with sword and pistol, fending off the clan long enough for a group of riders returning from the same fair to arrive.The Beans fled into the night, but now their existence was no longer rumor. Survivors spoke of the attack, of pale, wild men and women with bloodied faces. The King himself took notice.James VI ordered an armed force of four hundred men, accompanied by hounds, to scour the countryside. For days they searched, finding nothing—until the dogs caught a foul scent near the coast.There, hidden by the tide, they found the entrance to the cavern. Torches were carried into the black maw, and what they discovered stunned even hardened soldiers.Inside lay the grisly remains of hundreds. The cavern walls dripped with gore. Limbs and heads hung like butcher’s meat from hooks hammered into the rock. Barrels brimmed with pickled flesh. Bones lay in heaps—skulls split, ribcages cracked open. The stench was suffocating.In the shadows, the clan was found—men, women, and children, their mouths and hands stained red. Some hissed like animals, shielding their eyes from the torchlight. They were seized without mercy.The horror of their crimes was so great that no trial was deemed necessary. The clan was taken to Edinburgh, then Leith, where their ex*****on was carried out in full view of the people.

10/09/2025

Frank Embree had been arrested and accused of assaulting a white girl. They weren't any proof that Frank committed the assault. Though his trial was scheduled for July 22, the town’s residents grew impatient and, rather than allow Mr Embree to stand trial, they took matters into their own hands by lynching Mr Embree.According to newspaper accounts, the mob attacked officers transporting Mr Embree, seized him, loaded him into a wagon, and drove him to the site of the alleged assault. Once there, Mr Embree’s captors immediately tried to extract a confession by stripping him naked and whipping him in front of the assembled crowd, but he steadfastly maintained his innocence despite this abuse. After withstanding more than 100 lashes to his body, Mr Embree told the men that he would confess. Rather than plead for his life, Mr Embree begged his attackers to stop the torture and kill him swiftly. Mr Embree offered a confession to the waiting lynch mob and was immediately hanged from a tree.Though published photographs of Mr Embree’s lynching clearly depict the faces of many of his assailants, no one was ever arrested or tried for his death.

10/09/2025

John Tornow – The Wild Man of the Wynoochee John Tornow was born on September 4, 1880, into a respected homesteading family near the Satsop River in Washington. From childhood, he preferred the wilderness to human company, spending long hours roaming the forests and befriending wild animals rather than other children.At ten years old, a family incident changed him forever: when his brother Ed killed his beloved dog, John retaliated by killing Ed’s in return. From then on, he withdrew further from people, often disappearing into the woods for weeks.Living off the land, Tornow became a master tracker and an extraordinary marksman, rivaling the Native hunters of the region. By his teenage years, animals approached him without fear, and his family began to whisper that he was “not quite right.”Though his brothers built a logging business, John only worked with them occasionally, preferring solitude in the forest. Dressed in skins, bark shoes, and towering at 6’4” and nearly 250 pounds, he cut an intimidating figure. Most saw him as eccentric, but harmless.By the early 1900s, however, his presence unsettled people. He sometimes watched loggers at work, warning them: “I’ll kill anyone who comes after me. These are my woods.” Convinced of his madness, his brothers committed him to a sanitarium in Oregon in 1909. A year later, he escaped and vanished back into the forest.The Murders of the Bauer TwinsFor more than a year, Tornow lived unseen, occasionally visiting his sister and her twin sons, John and Will Bauer, though he refused contact with his brothers. By then, stories were spreading of a hairy, gorilla-like man haunting the woods.In September 1911, Tornow shot a cow near his sister’s cabin. While dressing the carcass, he came under fire. He returned shots and, investigating, found his 19-year-old nephews dead. Some believed the boys mistook him for a bear, while others claimed they deliberately targeted him. Either way, Tornow fled into the dense Wynoochee Valley, and the legend began.Deputy Sheriff John McKenzie soon organized a posse of 50 men. Though they scoured the valleys, Tornow’s uncanny ability to vanish kept him free. Fear grew, and tales of the “Wild Man of the Wynoochee,” “Cougar Man,” and “Mad Daniel Boone” spread through nearby towns. Families locked doors, armed themselves, and warned children to stay indoors.The Crime Spree and Growing ManhuntThat winter, Tornow survived by raiding cabins and stores. In one burglary, he accidentally stole a strongbox containing $15,000 from Jackson’s Country Grocery, which also served as a bank. A $1,000 reward was posted, drawing even more hunters into the search. The fear was so great that in February 1912, a hunter killed a 17-year-old boy, mistaking him for Tornow.In March, Sheriff McKenzie and Game Warden Albert Elmer pursued a lead at Oxbow but never returned. Their bodies were later found—shot between the eyes and mutilated. The bounty doubled to $2,000, and more posses scoured the forest, yet Tornow remained elusive.Final Encounter and DeathOn April 16, 1912, Deputy Giles Quimby and two companions discovered a rough bark shack they believed was Tornow’s hideout. A gunfight erupted. Louis Blair was wounded, Charlie Lathrop killed instantly, and Quimby found himself negotiating alone with the fugitive.Tornow shouted that the stolen money was buried in Oxbow near a boulder shaped like a fish’s fin. Quimby promised to leave him in peace if he revealed the location. But after Tornow complied, Quimby opened fire. Later that day, a larger posse returned and found Tornow dead, slumped against a tree with a few silver coins on him.