The mystery of Phoenix catching fire in flight and darkness where its radiant light cause insanity

From the oral account of Juan Salinel of Lanas Hambil, San Jose Island, Romblon.

My friend Eduardo is always awake every night especially during rainy season were planting of rice begins.
He used to pasture the water buffaloes  of his master during nighttime so that on daytime the animals will work in the fields with full stomach.

One night while we were together in the hills to pasture our animals, we saw a low-flying birds glowing in the dark. We immediately seek cover for we knew that its bueacao bird we are seeing. The flock passed above our heads without seeing us. We look at the flaming birds until it landed near the creek.

My friend wanted to catch the bird because it is a source of powerful talisman. He prepared his weapon that can penetrate the flame of the bird. It is an arrow with a  black coral tip spear on it. The coral is the antidote elements to the fire.

We had came nearer to the lagoon where the bird inhabit. My friend came nearer the place but I choose to stay behind hiding under the rock for safety reason.

Then suddenly one of the bird saw my friend. It fly in great flame toward my friend trying to attack him by burning but before the Phoenix bird can reach him, my friend shot his arrow and hit it.

The Phoenix  was hit hard and caught by his own fire and exploded in mid-air. One shot of flame hit the hair of my friend. He ran toward my position. Together we run as the flaming bird flew away from the lagoon.

At early morning, we search the remains of Phoenix and we saw burnt bones of the bird. I kept to myself the burn skeleton of wings and my friend kept with him all the remains.

Days later my friend got sick and became insane.
The shaman told him that his brain was cooked by the radiant  flame of the bird and he has no cure on it.

How to make and use Modern Tandok suction for saving lives from snake bites and venom of wild insects like hornet, spider and scorpion.

Retold from the practice of 21st Century shamans of the Philippines.

Materials

1. Carabao horn from matured beast.
2. Beeswax or plastic clay
3. Shaving razor blade - new and never been used.
4. Rubber bandage

Cut the tip of the horn 2 to 3 inches long. See to it if it was completely hollow.
Drill a small hole on, it the size of a hairpin.
Make at least a pair of the tandok.

How to use.

1. When bitten by  snake or venomous insect and have no access to anti-venom serum, immediately slit a skin deep wound on the punctured bitten area.

2. Put a tandok suction on it and suck the hole of its air. After it vacuumed the air inside and the tandok began to suck the flesh sealed it with wax or clay. See if the tandok will hold and stay sucking. If not, suck the air again.

3. Two inches away with direction toward the head make another skin deep slit  on the area. Put again another tandok in place.

4. If there are no more tandok to use, simply slit the area in upward pattern with two inches interval up to ten inches in length.

WARNING.

The process involved, using the tandok make the blood that carries the venom to partially ooze outward the poison thereby lessening its deadly power but not totally eliminating the venom.

SEEK MEDICAL HELP  immediately after the tandok first aid process.

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The Pioneer American Teacher's Colony, a novel and a Palanca Award entry 2013. A story about American pioneer teacher in Ibajay, Aklan against the backdrop of supernatural occurrence.

From the author's experience.

After I had finished my novel a 343-page manuscript about an American teacher in Ibajay assigned in 1902, I wanted it to be entered into the contest.

I lived in the farm and in order to finance the endeavor needed in printing of the manuscript that cost 5 pesos per page, and photocopy of 3 copies of each page plus the delivery service, I found it too costly for me to send my entry. Anyway I had sent it and it was painful for me to lost my two young goats to nothing. I lost the contest. as well as the female goats that I sold to finance it. It should have kids by now if I didn't dream of winning.

I wondered how it lost. Maybe out of technicalities or unconvincing story line that didn't even illicit a comment from a judge. Anyway, the novel was already written and maybe it will took more years to see it in print or maybe garnering awards, who knows.

I just give myself a solace by reminding myself that today's greatest painter had not sold any of his great work on his lifetime.

The story revolves around the American teacher who traced  that his bloodline came from a native tribe who descended from supernatural race.

The deceptive magical fish, a gift of aswang that cannot be eaten by dogs but can infect a person once he taste it.

From the oral account of Carlito Sevilleno of Escalante, Negros Island.

One dark night together with my father we heard the sound of Kikik and Tiktik bird flying around  our hut. We knew that the flying aswang was just around observing us. Then my father shouted at them.

"Hey,amigo you're hunting your food tonight. Please share with us your food  for we have no viand tomorrow," said my father.

Then the sound of the birds vanished. The next morning my father found out a large milk fish bangus, lying at our doorstep. We wondered who brought it. We were amazed why our dogs, just lying beside the fish never bothered to  taste the sparkling and fresh milk fish. My father knew it was the work of aswang. They fooled our eyes but father knew it was not a fish. It didn't smell like fish. He hang it the whole day and to our surprise, it never rot nor dried up.

Father grilled it in  the open fire and we wondered that its smoke never smell like fish. Instead, what we smell is an odor of a rotten wood soaked in water for a long time. When the fish was cooked, we threw it to the dogs but the dogs ignore it as well as the cat. Then we gave it to the hungry pigs but the pigs simple look at it. Now, we knew that it is not a fish for the animals has keen senses than us and they can't be fooled.

Father ordered us to threw it on the creek. He held the fish and murmured incantations against sorcery. When we threw the fish on the water, it changed into a piece of wood that slowly sank as it was carried away by the currents.

How the little boys escape from the attack of aswang malakat while they were alone at night in their house in the forest.

A Visayan tale retold.

It was two days before the market day of the town near the sea. the mountain people descended from the mountain to trade and sell their produce, mostly of root crops, abaca, and reptile skins.

In one house the parents give instruction to their children that they were away for three days and  told them that they must not venture away from their house and when night came they should not open the doors if somebody called their names. They also told them to carry knives and spears on their sleep.

When the aswang malakat, an aswang that could not fly, learned that the boys, where the eldest is only 12 years old were left alone they decided to investigate, observed and gain informations so that they will have no difficulty when attacking them at night.

When the aswang couple came nearer to the house dress and act as normal people, Pedro the eldest among them, knew their intention.

"Where are you going to sleep tonight, Pedro?" they asked.
"At the living room," he answered politely for the knew the old couples, their distant neighbor by the hill.

The boys prepared that night. They put the mat on the sala and put three cut out banana trees on it and covered with blankets like  sleeping persons. Then they climbed at the ceiling and tied themselves on the cross beam. They also brought with them their spears and knives.

At midnight the two aswang came as they heard the wakwak and tiktik sounds around the house. Then they saw two shadows entered through the door. Immediately the aswang jumped on the blanket and strangled it - but they found only banana trunks. Then from above, the boys threw their spears and hit the two aswang. They scampered by jumping outside the window.

How to acquire, gayuma, lumay,search, use amulet talisman of Lagpasan, Lusutan, roots of forest trees that penetrated rocks and tree trunks

The hardwood trees have powerful roots. It can crack a rock a concrete a boulders and other trees that lies on its path. These root is a powerful talisman against anybody. If you carry this kind of root, your thought can penetrate to the mind somebody who will look at your eyes and you can command him or her what you wanted to desire or act.

Retold from the practice of Karay-a tribe of Panay.

They root is called tuhuban or buhuan roots by the tribe. Most of this type of roots can be found on the bank of the mountain creek were the rock boulders are exposed. Search for a large tree by following the creek upstream. Once you find a tree look for its roots and trace it. When you found the root that bored through the rock, follow it on the other side of the rock. It  the rock has not been cracked wait for it by regularly visiting the place. Once the root emerged from the solid rock, let it grow for seven weeks. On Friday, cut the roots at the base of the rock. Hang it on a shade, not to touch the ground nor seen by anyone until seventh Friday.

Carve it  to your desired shape.Wear it as a pendant of a necklace of as a bracelet or as a belt.
Warning: Never dip it on water or ashes it will lose its power.

 To prove it, Tried to borrow anything from somebody whom you know and you can get it without difficulty.
Try to look at  a lady whom you admired and look through her eyes with piercing gaze. Once she looked also at  your eyes she will be hypnotized.

How I escape aswang attack inside their house at the eve of the fiesta by disguise and deception

From oral account of Ramona Garcia of Aklan.

My classmates in high school invited me to come to their village because of fiesta. So the day before, we went to their place. The house is a big stone house of Spanish design. He introduced me to her parents and they greeted me warmly.

That night we joined the dance party at the plaza and went home almost midnight.
While sleeping at the room with my friend, I noticed that the door was opened  in half and from it  I saw her parents peeping inside amid darkness. I heard them murmuring, saying that I am sleeping near the window. They also said that I am wearing a bracelet. I am sure that they are pinpointing my attire and planning sinister action on me. I feel nervous thinking that they will kill me. I have heard a rumor that the family of my friend were aswang but I didn't believed it. Later more and more faces peeped inside the room to look at  me.

I decided to change my sleeping position by lying beside my friend away from the window. Then I removed my bracelet and put it on the arms of my friend. Then  I keep quite while my friend sleeps soundly.

Later a shadow of a man entered the dark room. He groped our body, he touched my arms and looked for bracelet but he found none. My heart beat fast. Then the man knelled near the window and touched the hand of my friend and found the bracelet. Then the man knelled and strangled my friend with his hands. I heard her moan then  silence. Then the man wrapped my  unconscious friend with blanket  and carried her out of the room.

Out of fear that they will discover their mistake and return again, I slide down the window using my blanket. I ran toward the plaza where the band were packing up. I cried for help and luckily they kept  me safe.

My friend survived the attack that night but I broke up our friendship after the incident. On the neck of my friend their was a scar of slit wound on it. They could have killed her if they didn't found that  they got the wrong victim. Luckily I have a presence of mind and escape, or else I was eaten and feasted by the parents of my friend.