Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Missing You
Missing you, it comes, it grieves, it goes,
It might wander be,
or it might a wishful thinker.
Nobody knows when it comes and goes,
Only the moment can witness it.
Wonder why the thought has come,
but to wish you well and happy.
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It might wander be,
or it might a wishful thinker.
Nobody knows when it comes and goes,
Only the moment can witness it.
Wonder why the thought has come,
but to wish you well and happy.
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Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Action Movie
Just imagine this: A kid started to watch action movies on age 12. Average watch 1 hour per day. By the time the kid reach age 22, he/she watched (10 years x 365 hours) = 3650 hours of action movies. I can now imagine the condition of the world.
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Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
The Street Sweeper
"If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted or Beethoven composed music or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, 'Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.'" – Martin Luther King, Jr.
Why the street sweeper praised by the hosts of heaven and earth? Because he did his job unconditionally.
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Why the street sweeper praised by the hosts of heaven and earth? Because he did his job unconditionally.
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Friday, January 22, 2010
Too Much...
There are too many information, too many publications and too many of different point-of-view. Too much data can distract us from the real understanding and sometimes lead to not enough belief.
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Thursday, January 21, 2010
Emptiness
Emptiness is we could not own the past, the present and the future moment, but it is not 'empty' on that moment itself.
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Friday, January 8, 2010
Similarity
There is little similarity in people, but that little similarity makes a big similarity. The little similarity is take for granted. The big similarity can be headed for trouble.
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Monday, December 28, 2009
Sarnath, India
An old place with beautiful memories
Cold wind touches my lips
And feeling so blessed and safe
with white shawl covered my body.
Morning bell started with a good thought...
with a silent move and begin with a prayer
Sunlight come to shine the land
Remind me there is a hope everyday...
Sitting with a quiet mind
Parrots start to sing with a lovely song
Squirrels walk around with alert mind
And the ants finding food for their love one.
Sitting on a bench with a relax mind
Silently reading a book of dhamma
And waiting for the calm and beautiful sunset
Telling me everything are completely fine...
The moon and the stars begin to shine
with thousand of lamps shining the Vihara
Accompany with the bright smiles and the shining eyes
with a thousand of shots of memories.
The day ended with a kind heart
And seeking forgiveness from sangha
May all being be well and happy
May they be protected by the Buddhas and Dewas...
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Cold wind touches my lips
And feeling so blessed and safe
with white shawl covered my body.
Morning bell started with a good thought...
with a silent move and begin with a prayer
Sunlight come to shine the land
Remind me there is a hope everyday...
Sitting with a quiet mind
Parrots start to sing with a lovely song
Squirrels walk around with alert mind
And the ants finding food for their love one.
Sitting on a bench with a relax mind
Silently reading a book of dhamma
And waiting for the calm and beautiful sunset
Telling me everything are completely fine...
The moon and the stars begin to shine
with thousand of lamps shining the Vihara
Accompany with the bright smiles and the shining eyes
with a thousand of shots of memories.
The day ended with a kind heart
And seeking forgiveness from sangha
May all being be well and happy
May they be protected by the Buddhas and Dewas...
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Monday, December 21, 2009
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