In my opinion, reaching something you want is not an easy task. A sacrifice is needed. But the most important, is to have a willing to reach what you want. A willing that based from other’s drive inside us to do some changes. I feel that, exactly when someone change my life. He’s just standing there and changes my view of life. For me, it’s unbelievable.
Friday, April 27, 2007
He Is Life..
When I feel empty, the one I could remember was him. He was the one who accompany me when I lost my control of my own soul. I just thought about the way how I could survive and pass all of predicament-all of things get in the way and challenges which broke me down. He was there in front of my eyes. He taught me how weakness could be my power to do better. For me he was a new shine in my life. He took me to think more critical and to be someone beyond my own thought. He someone I don’t know, exists in my life. I want to get to know him, but I couldn’t. I don’t always meet him. I don’t know where he is. I don’t know lots things about him. I’ve tried to forget him, but I couldn’t. He enters my life, and made me someone new. He saw me, then not. He was playing with my sight on purpose. He saw me in the corner of his eye, then running away from me. He knew I was there, and smiled seeing me coming. He thinks by using both of his brain. He is smart; I want to be like him. He makes me feel so happy. A mystery that will never be solved, is letting him enters my world. He means so much for me.
Who Is He?
Who is he? He is so mysterious. I even not knowing him, I mean, knowing his deeper than usual. At start, I was doing nothing; not paying attention to anything surrounds me. Everything was usual, nothing attract me, even him. I thought he was as the same as them, no different. Come and go for some purpose. When I listened, everything was the same, nothing different, no suspicious, at all. Then, I started to look into my heart. Are everything goes right? It’s not supposed to be this way, I thought. I liked him. Was that wrong? No. I do have reasons. He should not made me liked him. How come? I didn’t know. If only he tells me. One day, our eyes met. I felt this not normal feeling. Was it wrong? I’m not getting used to it. He saw me couple of times, while he did the talking. Then, speechless, I caught his eyes looking at me. I ask to myself, is that wrong? Was he always did this to every girl? Was he done this for purpose? At the beginning, I think no. but, when I just started to forget him, things started to take my thought back to him. I did speak to him. This time, I lost my conscious. I even forget what I’ve just said, his talking either. What is wrong with me? Something brought me to these magical feelings. I could see clear. His smile, and the way he listened while I did the talking. I forgot, but it seems just yesterday. I feel so stupid. I have to forget him. No, no. All things were beyond my expectation. I was trying not to get his attention. It’s a big mistake. He keeps looking at me. It’s another different looks. Was it? Or it’s just my feelings? I’ve try harder not to get attention. I was wrong, again. I adore him. Yes, he bought my hope back. What will happen if I do have a relationship with him? The last time we met, made me thought, who was he?
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
About A Boy
About a boy. He is someone extraordinary. He is the one who take something usual to the next level of thinking. He is someone who makes me wanna love. He is the one who change me.
[Lamentations 3]
I am the man who has seen affliction by the rod of his wrath.
He has driven me away and made me walk in darkness rather than light; indeed he has turned his hand against me again and again, all day long.
He has made my skin and my flesh grow old and has broken my bones.
He has besieged me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.
He has made me dwell in darkness like those long dead.
He has walled me in so I cannot escape; he has weighed me down with chains.
Even when I call out or cry for help, he shuts out my prayer.
He has barred my way with blocks of stone; he has made my paths crooked.
Like a bear lying in wait, like a lion in hiding, he dragged me from the path and mangled me and left me without help.
He drew his bow and made me the target for his arrows.
He pierced my heart with arrows from his quiver. I became the laughingstock of all my people; they mock me in song all day long.
He has filled me with bitter herbs and sated me with gall.
He has broken my teeth with gravel; he has trampled me in the dust.
I have been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what prosperity is.
So I say, “My splendor is gone and all that I had hoped from the Lord.”
I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall.
I well remember them and my soul is downcast within me.
Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope:
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.”
The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord. It is good for a man to bear the yoke while he is young.
Let him sit alone in silence, for the Lord has laid it on him. Let him bury his face in the dust—there may yet be hope.
Let him offer his cheek to one who would strike him, and let him be filled with disgrace.
For men are not cast off by the lord forever.
Though he brings grief, he will show compassion, so great is his unfailing love.
For he does not willingly bring affliction or grief to the children of men.
To crush underfoot all prisoners in the land, to deny a man his rights before the Most High, to deprive a man of justice—would not the Lord see such things?
Who can speak and have it happen if the Lord has not decreed it?
Is it not from the mouth of the Most High that both calamities and good things come?
Why should any living man complain when punished for his sins?
Let us examine our ways and test them, and let us return to the Lord.
Let us lift up our hearts and our hands to God in heaven, and say:
“We have sinned and rebelled and you have not forgiven.
“You have covered yourself with a cloud so that no prayer can get through.
“You have made us scum and refuse among the nations.
“All our enemies have opened their mouths wide against us.
We have suffered terror and pitfalls, ruin and destruction.”
Streams of tears flow from my eyes because my people are destroyed.
My eyes will flow unceasingly, without relief, until the Lord looks down from heaven and sees.
What I see brings grief to my soul because of all the women of my city.
Those who were my enemies without cause hunted me like a bird.
They tried to end my life in a pit and threw stones at me; the waters closed over my head, and I thought I was about to be cut off.
I called your name, O Lord, from depths of the pit. You heard my plea: “Do not close your ears to my cry for relief.”
You came near when I called you, and you said, “Do not fear.”
O Lord, you took up my case; you redeemed my life.
You have seen, O Lord, the wrong done to me.
Uphold my cause!
You have seen the depth of their vengeance, all their plots against me—what my enemies whisper and mutter against me all day long.
Look at them! Sitting or standing, they mock me in their songs.
Pay them back what they deserve, O Lord, for what their hands have done.
Put a veil over their hearts, and may your curse be on them!
Pursue them in anger and destroy them from under the heavens of the Lord.
He has driven me away and made me walk in darkness rather than light; indeed he has turned his hand against me again and again, all day long.
He has made my skin and my flesh grow old and has broken my bones.
He has besieged me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.
He has made me dwell in darkness like those long dead.
He has walled me in so I cannot escape; he has weighed me down with chains.
Even when I call out or cry for help, he shuts out my prayer.
He has barred my way with blocks of stone; he has made my paths crooked.
Like a bear lying in wait, like a lion in hiding, he dragged me from the path and mangled me and left me without help.
He drew his bow and made me the target for his arrows.
He pierced my heart with arrows from his quiver. I became the laughingstock of all my people; they mock me in song all day long.
He has filled me with bitter herbs and sated me with gall.
He has broken my teeth with gravel; he has trampled me in the dust.
I have been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what prosperity is.
So I say, “My splendor is gone and all that I had hoped from the Lord.”
I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall.
I well remember them and my soul is downcast within me.
Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope:
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.”
The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord. It is good for a man to bear the yoke while he is young.
Let him sit alone in silence, for the Lord has laid it on him. Let him bury his face in the dust—there may yet be hope.
Let him offer his cheek to one who would strike him, and let him be filled with disgrace.
For men are not cast off by the lord forever.
Though he brings grief, he will show compassion, so great is his unfailing love.
For he does not willingly bring affliction or grief to the children of men.
To crush underfoot all prisoners in the land, to deny a man his rights before the Most High, to deprive a man of justice—would not the Lord see such things?
Who can speak and have it happen if the Lord has not decreed it?
Is it not from the mouth of the Most High that both calamities and good things come?
Why should any living man complain when punished for his sins?
Let us examine our ways and test them, and let us return to the Lord.
Let us lift up our hearts and our hands to God in heaven, and say:
“We have sinned and rebelled and you have not forgiven.
“You have covered yourself with a cloud so that no prayer can get through.
“You have made us scum and refuse among the nations.
“All our enemies have opened their mouths wide against us.
We have suffered terror and pitfalls, ruin and destruction.”
Streams of tears flow from my eyes because my people are destroyed.
My eyes will flow unceasingly, without relief, until the Lord looks down from heaven and sees.
What I see brings grief to my soul because of all the women of my city.
Those who were my enemies without cause hunted me like a bird.
They tried to end my life in a pit and threw stones at me; the waters closed over my head, and I thought I was about to be cut off.
I called your name, O Lord, from depths of the pit. You heard my plea: “Do not close your ears to my cry for relief.”
You came near when I called you, and you said, “Do not fear.”
O Lord, you took up my case; you redeemed my life.
You have seen, O Lord, the wrong done to me.
Uphold my cause!
You have seen the depth of their vengeance, all their plots against me—what my enemies whisper and mutter against me all day long.
Look at them! Sitting or standing, they mock me in their songs.
Pay them back what they deserve, O Lord, for what their hands have done.
Put a veil over their hearts, and may your curse be on them!
Pursue them in anger and destroy them from under the heavens of the Lord.
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
For me..
Living a life with others in this world needs equality. Giving respect to others and our own country. Admit that none of us can rule the entire universe. We are created dynamically different, so do our country, not meant to be humiliated, and not to be over proud. But, this is all about how we are going to understand, that different things not always be the same. Know the difference between other, love the difference. Love yourself. There will be no tall without short, no white without black, no life without death. We’re all different. Live in and with peace. Find the true meaning of difference in you. Foe is not in others, it’s in you. Speak the difference throughout the world, celebrate it. Face and believe the difference, and you will realize that people in this world have one alike, each of us are different.
Learning
I was never thought before, simple thing could change my whole way of thinking. Simple thing called learning.
One last word: A lifetime habit
I think this is very important. Dr. Funk & Lewis said:
Words are the tools of thinking. It naturally follows, then, that the more words you have at your command, the clearer and more accurate your thinking will be. Words are your medium of exchange, the coin with which you do business with all those around you. With words you relate to people, communicate your feelings and thoughts to them, influence them, persuade them, control them. In short, through words you shape your own destiny. For your words are your personality; your vocabulary is you.
Words are explosive. Phrases are packed with TNT. A single word can destroy a friendship, can start or end a marital battle, can land a large order. The right phrases in the mouths of clerks have quadrupled the sales of a department store. The wrong words used by a campaign orator have lost an election. Armies fight for phrases: “Make the world safe for democracy”; “V for Victory”; “Remember Pearl Harbor.” Words have changed the direction of history. Words can also change the direction of your life. They can raise a man from a mediocrity to a success. For words can make you great.
You have, perhaps, learned to know many words more intimately. And any new word that you learn in your life will add amazingly to your power to think. Once a man thinks--really thinks--he has little competition. You may remember that the Irish playwright George Bernard Shaw one time said that few people think more than two or three times a year. He claimed that he had made an international reputation by thinking as often as once a week! And please remember that there is no expedient to which a man will not resort to avoid the labor of thinking.
So continue with your word study. Watch for new words at all times. Never be content until you know the meaning of a strange one. Make it your own possession. Use it in a letter, in conversation. List it in your pocket notebook, with its common meaning, its pronunciation, and a sentence in which it is used. Have a little mental rehearsal on those words now and again while you are walking along the street. Carry on an imaginary conversation. An intelligent argument, by the way, will give your new words a real workout. In such a challenge, a sharply accurate knowledge of the exact meanings of words is invaluable. These words are your language; it belongs to you, and the more you master it, the more secure you will feel in every aspect of your personal, social, and professional or business life.
And I deeply agreed them.
Words are the tools of thinking. It naturally follows, then, that the more words you have at your command, the clearer and more accurate your thinking will be. Words are your medium of exchange, the coin with which you do business with all those around you. With words you relate to people, communicate your feelings and thoughts to them, influence them, persuade them, control them. In short, through words you shape your own destiny. For your words are your personality; your vocabulary is you.
Words are explosive. Phrases are packed with TNT. A single word can destroy a friendship, can start or end a marital battle, can land a large order. The right phrases in the mouths of clerks have quadrupled the sales of a department store. The wrong words used by a campaign orator have lost an election. Armies fight for phrases: “Make the world safe for democracy”; “V for Victory”; “Remember Pearl Harbor.” Words have changed the direction of history. Words can also change the direction of your life. They can raise a man from a mediocrity to a success. For words can make you great.
You have, perhaps, learned to know many words more intimately. And any new word that you learn in your life will add amazingly to your power to think. Once a man thinks--really thinks--he has little competition. You may remember that the Irish playwright George Bernard Shaw one time said that few people think more than two or three times a year. He claimed that he had made an international reputation by thinking as often as once a week! And please remember that there is no expedient to which a man will not resort to avoid the labor of thinking.
So continue with your word study. Watch for new words at all times. Never be content until you know the meaning of a strange one. Make it your own possession. Use it in a letter, in conversation. List it in your pocket notebook, with its common meaning, its pronunciation, and a sentence in which it is used. Have a little mental rehearsal on those words now and again while you are walking along the street. Carry on an imaginary conversation. An intelligent argument, by the way, will give your new words a real workout. In such a challenge, a sharply accurate knowledge of the exact meanings of words is invaluable. These words are your language; it belongs to you, and the more you master it, the more secure you will feel in every aspect of your personal, social, and professional or business life.
And I deeply agreed them.
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