In the world of digital contents, connectivity is the rule of the game.

There are many digital outlets floating around in the cyber world. Places like Facebook and Twitter for example are the hot spots for people to clamour for information, be it a significant and of noteworthy value, or inane and useless. Out of all the social networking services or places that people are heading to in hordes, I could only swear by Facebook to save my thick skin. (Not counting this personal site, that is).

As such, it makes sense for me to connect my site with my Facebook account. Something that is possible, given the flexibility of Facebook in providing access to it’s contents via it’s API thingy. (The flexibility part can and would be contested by avid programmers and FB haters out there, but for simplicity sake it is flexible enough).

I am officially announcing that the contents of my rants and personal information are available in my Facebook profile and that it is accessible from there. It is also possible for people from inside of Facebook to put comments on my articles (read: rants). Thanks to WPBook plugin for making this possible.

There are a few more things to kink out, but I guess it’s safe to say that whatever is here can be seen in Facebook as well.

I wonder how would an anime, a drama, a manga, or a play will be if it is written about me, with overblown facts, distorted realities and phenomenal supernatural events.

Would I be a prince in a far away kingdom, managing the affairs of my subjects with the ability to wield dark power, or dark touki, to summon monsters and performed miraculous magics? Would I be writing laws and uphold my version of justice to the masses, and lead the grand council of nobles in ensuring fairness and peace living for the people, or be a tyrant and create havoc upon the blessed land? Would I maybe somehow by accident fell into an ancient and weird custom that tied me down to having another prince as my consort while everyone cheer happily for that event, or just any other crazy customs that will invite common sense to commit suicide? (Read: Kyo Kara Maoh, Marchen Awaken Romance)

Would I be a guy who turned out to be a hit among the girls, and they were fighting behind my back to claim me as their personal toy, personal possession, or simply not wanting others to have me? The setting could be at a high school, in a military or police organisation, in a spaceship, or even in a normal boring workplace, with me as anything that correspond to the ideal of ’single, available, and ignorant’ mantra in that setting. The fightings were never obvious and visible to me; it could be in the forms of physical, mental, or social torture, as long as the objective is to ensure that the victim will never get a chance to get close to me. (Read: Vandread, Ouran High School Host Club, Full Metal Panic)

How about a story of me leading a double-life? A normal and boring guy at school, office, or any appropriate place, and a hero, or someone important enough, at somewhere else – alternate reality, virtual realistic game, or even in the real world. I could be anything that my heart desires, and the expression “with great power comes great responsibility” will always be mentioned in one form or the other. My enemies are aplenty but they always failed miserably against my miraculous luck, infinite wisdom, or infallible charm. I could be doing time travelling, splitting the reality, freezing time, or just simply transfer conciousness in my sleep as part of the process of changing my role from one persona into the other. (Read: Spiderman, Superman, Half Prince, Avatar)

Would I also be capable of performing magic, of either the eastern, western, alchemy-based or based on the elements of the natural occurrences of the world? Could I be the child of prophecy, mentioned by tradition since the ancient times that would bring the light, or doom, or liberation, or peace, or protection, to the world? Would that made me a protected prince, growing up with the idea that there is someone somewhere out there is targeting to kill me, or to steal my power, or to use me to unleash evil, or to take me into his or her personal possession, or to use my body as a vessel of great and mysterious power? Or would I just be a wandering magician or fighter or whatever, that walks about the earth for purposes that can’t be explained in less then several chapters of a thick book? (Read: Harry Potter, Fullmetal Alchemist, Scrapped Princess)

Or rather, the closest most to reality, is me as who I am now, with a tad more handsome, more physically advantage, more money, more socially active, and is perfect in any sense of ‘the guy that all girl wants’ – but somehow a bit shy in some aspects of my private life. Despite me being successful of some sort, there is no one that can be mapped as my life partner. There are plenty of the flirtatious smiles, arousing body language invitations, and perhaps regular night-outs with a certain number of beautiful and perfect individuals; but there will be one person that I could not emotionally reach… the person that I wanted most. I can feel that we have a connection somehow, and the stars and the heavens and the celestial signs will reveal that there was a life before us now that our soul was intertwined as lovers of a great epic; but in the current reality, we are only capable of exchanging smiles and imagining of being together in our fantasies or dreams. The deep desire slowly eating us from inside out, but the barriers that stopped us – could be anything from social stigma to law of the land – stood still and prevented us from achieving our true happiness. (Read: Nana, The Centurion)

That are some of the stories that could be made out of me. It is nevertheless fascinating for me to pour out my imagination creativity on my own personal being, since I could safely say that my power of imagination is my source of sanity and entertainment in the good and bad times.