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TAX AND CIVILIZATION
Tax is the cost of civilization. We get out of a museum, walk while whistling safely, and know that there’s not much in the world for free, and it’s getting more and more expensive. Continue reading
FINDING OUT THE MEANING OF NIGHTMARES
FINDING OUT THE MEANING OF NIGHTMARES. Frankly, I do not like to have nightmares. First, it disturbs sleep. Second, according to Sigmund Freud, the person who regularly nightmares is a sensitive person, quickly offended and many feel the mismatch in everyday life. They find it difficult to get along with “normal” people. But he says too, those who choose creative jobs often have nightmares. Continue reading
SELF EVALUATION
SELF EVALUATION. Tonight, in this muhasabah1), along with the notes I have ever made. I realized with such a high ego, I made artificial wings, and when I fell, wounded others. I am sorry for the mistakes I made, and the mistakes that occurred because I did not do. Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, History, International, Literature, Poetry, Story
Tagged Arab, Bachelor, Civilization, Culture, Dark, Development, Devil, Drama, Dream, Evil, Human, Islam, Legend, Life, Literature, Logic, Love, Machine, Man, Night, Poetry, Return, Saga, Story, Time, Tradition, Tragedy, World
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DISEASE TO DEATH
DISEASE TO DEATH. Human evolves over time, so does the problem of life. The way humans avoid from despair is to live with higher levels of soul. And it’s hard to move for the better every time. To create a better self, we must fight with life. Continue reading
FRUITS OF ANGER
FRUITS OF ANGER
Scorching heat of the sun
Bring a thousand curses at heart
On the sidelines of wind bring sad story
Scatter broken branches Continue reading
THE ORIGIN OF THE COFFEE CULTURE IN ACEH
THE ORIGIN OF THE COFFEE CULTURE IN ACEH. Coffee culture was not found in Aceh until near the end of the 19th Century. An orientalist who became a sociocultural researcher, Snouck Hurgronye wrote in The Achehnese Volume I, during his research of the Acehnese, “For most ordinary people in Aceh, white water is almost the only drink, from time to time (occasionally) it will drink sugar cane juice, squeezed from the trunk only with a very primitive tool.” Continue reading
Posted in History, International, Literature, Opinion, Reportase, Review, Story
Tagged Aceh, Ancient, Archipelago, Banda Aceh, Civilization, Country, Culture, Dark, Devil, Drama, Dream, Evil, History, Human, Indonesia, Islam, Life, Machine, Man, Pirate, Reign, Revolution, Saga, Story, Time, Tradition, Western, World
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HOW TO TELL HISTORY
Memory is never one and stable, memory is easily lost by the sweep of colors that come later. Like a painting, when it appears before us, it is actually in the process of changing. The painting itself may not be visible anymore, crumpled, damp, or even mossy. Continue reading
WHY PALESTINE IS OUR SADNESS
Palestine is sad. A couple of broken stories about people who lost independence, lands seized and people persecuted. This Palestinian echo is so often forgotten. Continue reading
OH MAN, I COMPLETELY DON’T KNOW YOU
OH MAN, I COMPLETELY DON’T KNOW YOU. But his words are very sweet. Though insulting and not always adoring. It was so easy he made me forget that not a minute ago he made me cry. His smile was innocent. And the most remarkable poem he created has a strong and deep-rooted feeling to the earth. Somehow a man full of contradictions, individualistic and cold can make the word as his slave. Continue reading
THE RIVER MAN
THE RIVER MAN. Also on the banks of the river. Yudhishthira does not really know which face of the dice will appear and what caused it. I picked Nakula, but I do not know what will happen next with the rest of my life in this forest. I do not know and I am afraid, but there is something that instantly strengthens itself, the feeling of choosing the just. Continue reading
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