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Tag Archives: World
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
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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CHILDREN FROM HEAVEN
CHILDREN FROM HEAVEN. Stories about children can sometimes cause us to contemplate. Children contain dazzling things. If there is freedom, which is not attached to purpose, selfishness, target, that is true freedom found in children. Continue reading
Posted in Literature, Opinion, Poetry, Story
Tagged Civilization, Culture, Development, Dunia, Human, Life, Logic, Man, Story, World
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POETRY OF KINDERGARTEN
POETRY OF KINDERGARTEN
children play ball in raindrop
in the joy of togetherness
children play ball without burden of misery Continue reading
POETRY OF THE WANDERER
I have been wandering along the west and east coasts
On the shore of this desolate shore, I was alone and witnessed Continue reading
HAPPY FOR THOSE WHO HAVE
Happy for those who have
Pain for the poor
Like oil and water
Very disagreeing about taste Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, International, Literature, Poetry, Story
Tagged Civilization, Culture, Dark, Dream, Human, Life, Man, Poetry, Revolution, Story, Women, World
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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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THE POET
What is the ability of a poet to the world’s worth, to the loss of the nearest? As the moonlight dims, there really is not. Just stringing words that have long existed. Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, International, Literature, Poetry, Story
Tagged Development, Dream, Human, Life, Logic, Love, Man, Metropolis, Poetry, Time, 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
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