Tag Archives: Time

HOW TO TELL HISTORY

HOW TO TELL HISTORY. A good historian knows that he is drawing. He tells something, a circumstance, an event, from a situation he might not see, he does not face. Because the material of history is actually like a canvas of memory. Continue reading

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A SUFI SONG

A SUFI SONG
I have ever felt defeat
Then hide in the cave above the mountain peak
Trying to avoid the sun
Enjoying quiet in meditation Continue reading

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A FORGOTTEN DREAM

A FORGOTTEN DREAM. all erased from my memory, all that remained was the fragrance of the memories and the purity of the dream. Continue reading

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THE LIVING MEMOIRS

THE LIVING MEMOIRS. Thinking how my life came back after this road without thinking to escape from destiny until help arrived. Dreams and expectations have not been done. How difficult it is to carry out the dreams of an adult world kid, how the perfection of ideas bumps into reality. Continue reading

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AFTER THE REVOLUTION ENDED

AFTER THE REVOLUTION ENDED. In the long war, all good people, smart, critical, and principled people, all dead, killed. All that remained was the two-headed people! Continue reading

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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

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SADNESS

SADNESS. And (apparently) the suffering of the soul does not accumulate as we age. There is a faded pride, a thinned spirit, like a river that is so swift and terrible in the upstream, then absorbed and lost in the downstream. Continue reading

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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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HEAVEN

HEAVEN. Nothing more than this cramped crotch. Ever firmly reject it, insulting his admirers. Today, however, feels angry, anxious and scared. Shyly missed it, heaven. Continue reading

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HISTORICAL REPETITION

HISTORICAL REPETITION. Human life may be written in a different way but the cycle is always the same, so the conclusions are taken by the historians of ancient Persia. But are the conclusions taken by them true? Sometimes we feel had learned from the experiences of people in the past, learn from the mistakes made by people in the past but we subconsciously repeat the behavior of the people before us. Continue reading

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