Rayu is a village in the Tibet Autonomous Region of China.
Coordinates: 31°04′N 95°09′E / 31.067°N 95.150°E / 31.067; 95.150
Ray is the seventh album by L'Arc-en-Ciel, released on July 1, 1999, simultaneously with Ark. It reached number two on the Oricon chart, behind only Ark, and sold over two million copies, being certified by the RIAJ.
Ray the Animation is a science fiction anime television series based on a manga by Akihito Yoshitomi. It ran from April 6, 2006 through June 29, 2006.
The story takes place in the near future, and describes a young girl living in an institution that raised children in order to sell their organs on the black organ transplant market. Because the identifying numbers on her back equal zero when subtracted (075 - 1 - 74), the girl had christened herself "Ray" since Rei is the Japanese word for zero. After losing her original eyes she was rescued and outfitted with a pair of new X-Ray eyes by the underground doctor Black Jack and was adopted by a surgeon named Dr. Kasugano. Upon receiving her sight back Ray was told that her life was now hers to live as she wished.
Ten years later Ray has taken up her mother's profession and become a well known and respected surgeon because of her unique abilities and sharp skill. After beginning work at a less-than-typical hospital, Ray is faced with bizarre cases that require her specials skills; ranging from a dangerous pathogen that requires her to perform surgery underwater to a girl seemingly possessed by a malignant entity. In the second half of the series she begins to uncover details about the organization that removed her eyes and the whereabouts of the other children she was raised with, and the storyline takes up bioethical issues such as organ donation, human cloning and even reincarnation.
K-Nuff verse:
This time I'll keep it simple,
Figured I'd do you a favor
No blemishes or pimples,
I am proactive with flavor
It doesn't matter if you’re grown or you are a teenager
This here is meant to hit you harder than Ali did
Frazier
The darkest night is hopeful when it seems
I slept and woke up in a dream
I feel like a celebrity in this here moment
Now when I stand they notice every kink, sponges I'll
soak up everything
Leaches won't leave you anything but broke and lonely
The lights and cameras on me flickering
Ultra bright reds
Feel like they’re seeing my darkest secrets and my
white heads
Yeah that's sort of nasty, but if you just focus you
can see
An open book, I'm full of war like them novels from
Clancy
Some might call me panzee, some look to harm me in
alleys
Others got armies and ammunition they’re targeting at
Whether you hate me or fancy, love to debate or attack
I am still standing here gladly, making a statement, no
plan B
Juanlove verse:
My…vision is hazy at best, but conviction makes me
restless
Or…Maybe I’m crazy at best, and wearing my words like
necklace
Carving a space like lumberjacks so brave I mess with
Texas
Or I’m Martin Scorsese at best, with pictures that make
you breathless
Under the flashing lights, but… still just on the verge
of reckless
Truthfully I’ve so much soul, and this much soul leaves
a man headless
See Buddy Holly said that the sky belongs to the stars
I then converted this truth to bars and realized I’ll
never need a Lexus
Life in abundance never the man seeking to hold a death
wish
Maybe, I’m Patrick Swayze at best, but, even my ghost
is deathless
Truth is I’m trying to stretch this, so ease up off my
checklist
I’m fixed upon the surface, and hope floats just like a
dead fish
SO, pardon my rhetoric this poetry is like post modern
Tetris
Maybe I’m just a builder at best, and just Nehemiah
gets this
ALL prophets are hated like diseases and tetanus
Scrutinized under the microscope we bask in his