ADIOS ANDALUCIA. I am ashamed of my foolishness, I have embarrassed the ancestors. Indeed I have put the effort of Thariq ibn Ziad to conquer the Iberian Peninsula, seven hundred years ago. And I surrender to fate, if I later, Abdurrahman is remembered as the worst Muslim fighter and leader, all the time. Adios Andalusia that I love and will never see again. Continue reading
MISSION LOOKING FOR ABU NAWAS. Abu Nawas brings irony, humor, gaps that interrupt amid the impermanence of confidence and the arrogance of a great agenda. With his clothing, he infiltrated into society, living, parrying and singing their way. That is why Abu Nawas is attached to us, everyone who feels himself is nobody. Continue reading
THE BEAUTY OF THE MOON. “Do you think the moon is beautiful? Please tell me the beauty of the moon until you look at it while lying down.” Continue reading
WE ARE PHYSICIAN OF OUR SOUL. My whole body hurt, but soon the surgery that will end this suffering will begin. The surgical time finally arrived. The doctor who will dissect me appears. The doctor is me. Do not worry! You are me. I am the one who performed the operation. Like an annoying doctor, I can’t protest because he is myself. Continue reading
KISSING THE DEATH AN ELEGY. Describes the feeling of Toyotomi Hideyori, ahead of the fall of Osaka Castle on the Tokugawa Ieyasu army. After hearing the most powerful samurai, Yukimura Sanada fought desperately to pick up death on the front. Alone to keep the honor of his master. Continue reading
MY PRAY, A POEM WRITTEN BY HAMZAH FANSURI. If I prostrate for you god for fear of hell, burn me with the fire of hell. When prostration me god because crave heaven, so close the gates of heaven to me Continue reading
THE PRICE OF FREEDOM: The Unfinished Diary of Tengku Hasan di Tiro; Published by; National Liberation Front of Acheh Sumatra; 1984. Review and Free download, Continue reading
THE POLITICS OF AN ABUNAWAS. Abu Nawas was born from history, not from nothing. Abu Nawas original name is Abu Ali al-Hasan bin Hani al-Hakami. He was born in 145 H (747 AD) in the city of Ahvaz in Persia (present Iran). His father, Hani al-Hakam, was a member of the military legion of Caliph Marwan II. While his mother was named Jalban, a Persian woman who worked as a woolen washer. Since childhood, he was orphaned. A glorious life in the reign of Harun Al-Rashid, in a chaotic manner, can help or at the same time defeat the Caliph in any matter. Continue reading
LOOKING FOR THE PATH TO THE LIGHT. Right! I have to move, in a slightly longer step. Because I’m sure and have to believe! Move me this, will shake the universe. Continue reading
NOTHING. Someone once said the root cause of a person is a memory, without memory, he will always find new things throughout life. But another person also said memory is a treasure box that can be opened anytime. Even when you feel you do not have anything. Continue reading
